People watched their men walk up to the painting. He suddenly stopped, covered his mouth, and did not move for a long time.

The spectators began to probe their brains again, which gave the mountains and seas a very ominous feeling. The person in front of the painting stretched out his hand and tried to pull the nail off. The nails were gently driven in, and it was not very difficult to pull them down with his bare hands, but he couldn't hold on to them as if he was drunk. His stomach was churning, as if he had been poisoned by an unknown poison before he had even touched the painting.

Mountains and seas and no abandonment are inevitably a little nervous.

Dai Luan couldn't sit still. She suddenly jumped out of her seat and walked straight to the painting. Shanhai stood up in shock and pinched his sweat, but Shi Wuqi held him down and signaled him to calm down. Dai Luan is not that tall, and it stands to reason that it is out of reach of nails. She rushed forward and pushed the man away, ripping the white cloth off. There was a stabbing sound, and the cloth was torn. The picture of the beauty from the hand of Ruyuejun was exposed to the March sun.

Ah Luan felt the world spin for a while.

Dizziness, nausea, like someone punched in the stomach. This is her most intuitive feeling. At the same time, she knew very well that this was not some kind of physical attack, but a visual effect - at that moment, her eyes seemed to be rubbed hard when they were closed, and when they opened them, all they saw was a strange and shattered scene, and nothing could be discerned. His head was spinning, and the high platform under his feet became soft.

Stomach sour, nausea.

Dai Luan couldn't stand on her feet, she took a few steps back, came to the edge of the display stand, and stepped into the air. Shi Wuqi rushed forward with an arrow step and lifted her up from below. Wu Qi keenly felt that something was wrong just now - Ah Luan was small and couldn't completely block the picture. But after this "beauty picture" peeked into a corner for people, some people had abnormal reactions. Those reactions were almost identical to Ah Luan's, if not more severe. He didn't look at the painting – but at this point, it should be completely exposed. Hearing the sound of screaming and vomiting below, he did not dare to look up, and a bad premonition came over him. He picked up Dai Luan and walked around the display board back to her seat diagonally opposite. At this time, Dai Luan's mother fainted.

The city lord's reaction was very fast, and he immediately called for someone to take his wife away, but there were not many people who could rush over and have nimble hands and feet. He must have seen the picture of that beauty...... His voice trembled a little. Shi Wuqi felt a chill coming from the direction of the painting. Of course, this is an illusion – an illusion, he hopes. The principle of "seeing death" can be applied to the creation of art, just like what Cheng You did.

Thinking of this, he looked at Cheng You. Unexpectedly, the originally conceited man froze in place, his face like a vegetable. Shi Wuqi stepped forward and deliberately stretched out his hand and shook it twice in front of his eyes, but he didn't react.

Shi Wuqi looked at the mountains and seas again. Yes, he's still sitting in his seat. Although Shan Hai held his forehead in some pain, most of them ...... Women and children, in particular, slipped out of their seats. Children cry and make a fuss, old people vomit, and young adults are not spared—some giggling and talking nonsense like crazy. Are they really quite awake?

There is poison on the beauty picture. This is the first reaction of Shi Wuren. Thinking about this, he felt a little creepy. His mind raced: Why? Is this Ruyue-kun's original intention? Is it possible for the painting to be manipulated? Will it be a shadow? But it doesn't look like that's the case. What now? How will the lord of the castle decide?

Shi Wuqi jumped down and walked back to the row of seats in Shanhai. Obviously, there is no possibility of proceeding. To be honest, he is also a little empty in his heart, after all, he only has one eye left, and his eyes are so good, if he really blinds this painting, where can he reason?

"What do you see?" Shi Wuqi asked the mountains and seas directly.

“……”

Rin Yamami probably didn't slow down. He tried to calm his breathing, as if he had just been in a fierce race against something, and if he couldn't run, he would die in the monster's belly. Somewhat frightened, he raised his hand to cover his vision.

“…… Hoodoo. He said slowly, "There's nothing wrong with that painting." But, it's precisely because there's no problem—no spiritual power, no demonic energy, or anything else that's wrong. It's pure ......"

"Pure graphic representation?"

Shanhai nodded slowly. His expression had a kind of horror for the rest of his life, but the "catastrophe" was clearly on the table, but he didn't look at it for the time being. Shi Wuqi was really a little curious, so he boldly raised his head and looked directly at the beautiful picture of the Moon King.

For a moment, he could almost feel his pupils tremble.

Indescribable. This was the description that came to his first reaction. It's not relevant - the whole painting has nothing to do with the word beauty. Rather, he couldn't even make out what it was. If he didn't know who wrote it, Shi Wuqi would definitely suspect that the painter had taken the wrong hallucinogenic medicine and painted the work in a state of madness and out of control. It's passion, it's swearing, it's pain. The strong impact of the colors and blocks of color made him completely and absolutely, unable to connect it with the usually peaceful and deep Ruyuejun in his heart.

What are those? Rings, or simple lines? It's not so much a circle, it's closer to an irregular look. And they're constantly changing, and they're elusive. The eye can't stay on this painting much longer, it seems to distract your gaze. And every time I try to focus my gaze, there seems to be something different about this painting compared to before. But people can't be sure, because it used to be completely unable to leave an impression in their minds, only remember that their eyes and brain have been strongly impacted, and even resonate with their internal organs. It is in this capricious change and immutability that the human will is gradually pushed to the brink of collapse.

The material and purpose of this "beauty picture" are unknown.

The lord of the castle stepped forward and ripped the painting off. Cheng You's whole body trembled—but none of them thought he was influenced by the painting. He's angry, he's accusing of something. In this way, Ruyue-kun did not complete the beauty picture, that is, she did not really plan to compete with him in the first place. This kind of contempt emanating from his bones is indescribable, but it makes Cheng You feel contempt and ridicule that go deep into his bones.

But Ruyuejun didn't know where he was, and he didn't even have a place to ask for an explanation.

The lord of the castle rolled up the picture. But when he was halfway through, Dai Luan suddenly rushed over and called a halt. They were all a little confused, but Dai Luan snatched the painting and spread it out again in the sunlight.

This time, she shows the back of the painting.

There aren't many sane people left. But in the midst of this chaos, everyone who looked up at this side came to their senses. Although the terrible physical reaction was not over, the mental shock made them forget the pain for a while.

Which side is the back side of the painting? No one can say it clearly, maybe only the author Ruyuejun knows.

However, what is now in front of them is the living beauty in the painting......

Isn't it the Ruyue-kun deity?

"All the people who have been drawn by Ruyue-kun ......"

Several people felt their hairs stand upside down. It's clearly spring, but the chill that comes from nowhere still penetrates the bone marrow.

Did Ruyue-kun really leave?

If she's gone, where did she go?

If she hadn't gone......

Where is she?

Dai Luan threw the painting out as if she was electrocuted, and Cheng You caught it. He looked at the painting again and again—there was no doubt that it was a masterpiece of skill. If you want to compare with himself, it's really hard to say who is better. But both of them cheated, or at least they digressed.

He collapsed on the ground in some despair, the corners of his mouth curled. He let out a staccato laugh, convulsive.

He's crazy. As for when he will be awake, no one knows.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed forward. The man's face was covered with a cloth, and Shi Wuqi did not see it clearly. In broad daylight, the man actually picked up the picture scroll on the ground and fled the venue. The lord of the city immediately sent someone to chase after him. Shi Wuqi also settled down, and chased after him with an arrow.

There are many people in the palace of the king of the city with special skills, and there are still dozens of people chasing after him. They have good concentration, and they are very skilled, and they can follow him and the thief to the wall. But the thief suddenly threw his weapon behind him, and they both fell. Shi Wuqi felt a little strange, he didn't deliberately dodge, and the man didn't intend to attack him. He squinted his eyes and looked at the small back, vaguely seeing two weapons behind the man.

He chased the man out of the field, only to find that all the previous guards had been brought down at some point. But their vital signs are still there, even the person who was attacked just now, but he has fainted. He judged that the man had no ill will.

As soon as he thought of this, the man stood at the head of the wall and stopped. Only then did he realize that this figure was a woman. And she just covered up the aura on her body, and now she deliberately didn't hide it. Although she was veiled in navy blue, Wu Qi still recognized her.

"Huailan?" He was surprised, "When did you ......"

"I'm entrusted with it. Take away the beauty picture of Ruyue-kun. ”

“…… Is it Ruyue-kun himself? ”

Tang Huailan under the veil was a little surprised, but still nodded.

"And where is she now?"

"I don't know. She only said at that time, let me escort this painting to the Shadow Pavilion. ”

"The ...... of the Shadow Pavilion"

"Are you going to stop me?" Huai Lan said lightly, "Our accounts have been settled. I don't want to conflict with you here if I can. ”

Shi Wuqi turned his head and glanced behind him. There was no one around, at least not awake. But he could feel that Rin Shanhai was already on his way to chase him. So he shook his head and said to Huailan:

"I have no reason to stop you. You have never acted without asking about cause and effect, and I am afraid that if I ask you, I will not get an answer. ”

"Thank you for your understanding." Huailan clenched his fists and turned around, ready to jump off the wall. At this moment, she paused for a while, turned her head and asked Shi Wuqi another question:

"You ...... What's next? ”

"I ...... After that, I will return to Xuanzheng Town. Shanhai probably came with me, but Ah Luan probably couldn't. I walked around the place, and I was a little bit of a fan of what was going on in their house, and then I would tell her that she had to take care of the household matters herself. However, Shanhai will come back, after all, it is her master, and she is indispensable for help. What about you? ”

"The four seas are home."

“…… Not bad either. ”

"Mountain...... Daoist Rin, after helping Ah Luan with his housework, will he continue to stay in Dailuan City? I always felt that he was not a normal person. ”

"Hahaha, you're very sharp...... He did tell me privately that he would leave after Luan succeeded him and continue his travels in Kyushu. That was probably a long time later, though. ”

"Is that so?"

"Why don't you hurry up? The pursuers are coming. ”

“…… Will you forget all this one day? ”

"Things will, people don't. I know I've forgotten many of the books I've read, but they've always been a part of me. ”

Tang Huailan took off his mask, revealing a somewhat melancholy expression. This made Shi Wuqi feel inexplicably desolate...... I can't say why. Behind him came the shouts of the pursuers, and the imperceptible sound of the mountains and seas stepping on the roof tiles with light power.

"I hope you and I will cherish each other. The rivers and lakes are big, and we will meet again. ”

"Goodbye."