Chapter 15: The Bottom of the Dragon King's River

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"I used to have a very polite dog, and when he met a living person, he wouldn't bark, but would just lie on the ground and gently hit the ground with his tail. I woke up in the early hours of the morning and it kept knocking......"

"Do you finally realize you're not alone in your family?"

"Unfortunately, there are some things that you don't realize until you die. What about you? What's the matter with you, old man? ”

"I tried to get some advanced thoughts into some human minds, but they were all locked up in a mental hospital. Perhaps even with their level of wisdom they might not be able to accept those facts. But I didn't give up, and I still haven't given up, and I believe that one day humanity will know the truth about this world. Blind, what about you? ”

"I'm not blind. It's just that you can see what you can't see. Believe me, I see beings that you can't even imagine in your life. ”

"I'm a knight. Killing dozens of dragons and saving countless villages and princesses is my supreme honor, but ......"

The sound of the waves.

"What about others? What about the dragon slayer knight just now? ”

"Shhh Didn't you see that he was lifting the dragon, so he was sunk to the bottom of the river? ”

"You mean the guy at the bottom of the river?"

"I've said it all, don't mention the dragon!"

“.......”

"Look at the guy who called himself the painter again."

"You see he looks good, with painting tools, with a pen, obviously he can't draw anything. His paintings can even be painted by elementary school students, so bad that no one wants to spend money on his paintings, no matter how cheap they are, no one wants to buy them! ”

"It is said that he is still a substitute, in the eyes of his parents. Although he was the eldest son, he was not the first child of his parents. His parents' first child died at an early age, and his parents thought it was their perfect child. His parents have always been haunted. This kid has always been submissive and obedient to his parents' arrangement, but unfortunately until now, he is 27 years old, and he still lives on his brother's relief, this guy is a coward. Spending my brother's money every day is a parasite. ”

The next second.

There was another wave of spray.

This time, however, no one sank to the bottom of the river.

The two voices of the two young men who had just mocked the banks of the river and who had come to paint under the starry night were brought to the darkness.

The guys in the river faintly saw a sudden black shadow on the riverbank.

opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the two of them alive.

Monsters came on the banks of the river.

Monsters more powerful than them.

They were frightened, and the next second, they reached the bottom of the river and fled in all directions.

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The monster walked towards the young man drawing on the riverbank.

The monster gradually turned into a human form.

Under the starlight and moonlight.

It was a fair face.

There is a moon against the background, like a person in a painting.

He walked up behind the painter and watched as he was painting the starry sky in front of him.

He didn't bother.

Just quietly watching.

Because in his eyes, it is a beautiful thing to be able to witness the whole process of Vincent van Gogh's painting.

But after this beautiful thing, it is painful.

As the voice just said, Van Gogh's past pain is there.

But for the same experience, it is difficult for anyone to be more optimistic than him.

Since he was a child, he was ridiculed, ridiculed, compared, and his mother's way of 'loving' him was the shadow of his life.

He loves life and is a painter who depicts life.

At the age of 29, Van Gogh came to Paris to discuss painting with many artists, where he was treated as mentally ill, and people commented on his paintings as if they were a rotten potato.

But instead of putting down his brush, he became more and more passionate about art and life.

What he was chasing was pure.

As soon as he was inspired, he would take out the petals and start painting.

In the field.

In the rain.

Under the stars.

His faith grew stronger, and his love for the world was tragically deep.

But people think he's crazy.

Neighbors began to whisper.

Even the kids started bullying him.

He was forcibly admitted to a psychiatric hospital.

Extreme depression and tranquility.

It seems to be present in Van Gogh at the same time.

Looking out the window, he saw bright colors.

Van Gogh often said:

Death may not be the hardest thing to face in a painter's life.

He sublimated his tormented life into a fascinating beauty.

Pain is easy to depict,

But with passion and pain to depict the magnificence, moving and joy of this world.

It's unique in the world.

However, fate can often destroy the strongest.

He came to the end of his curse at the age of 37.

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Recall here.

Xu Lai retracted his mind and continued to look at Vincent.

He's still painting.

He didn't bother.

Vincent opened his mouth and said:

"The starry sky here is beautiful, and every night is different. It's a pity that I don't have much money, I can't buy so many paints, painting paper, otherwise I would have kept painting......"

"You just have to draw, and I'll take care of the rest for you."

Xu Lai said to Vincent.

"Why are you helping me? Have we ever had a past? ”

Vincent asked.

Xu Lai was keenly aware of something:

"Did someone tell you anything?"

Vincent shook his head:

"Nobody said anything to me? I'm just asking. ”

He was shy and not good at lying, so he turned around and continued to paint.

But Xu Lai can always find some clues from the clues.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The dragon king river in front of him instantly calmed down.

And after this calm, he could feel any ripples shaking inside.

Including in the depths of the Dragon King River, the voice that complains all the time.

"More than a thousand years! How long do those kings and calves want to lock me up? ”

"Damn! They're endless. If you don't let me go, this planet will be finished! ”

"Huh?"

"Why is the chain loose?"

"Huh?"

"How did the lock open?"

"Hahahaha!"

"It's been more than a thousand years, and my mother has finally recovered her mana, and it was that old man who saved me. The old lady must thank you. ”

In the calm Longwang River, a loud noise suddenly came from the river, and a column of water rose into the sky.

Vincent's whole body tightened in shock, and Xu Lai's hand immediately rested on his shoulder:

"Don't be afraid, just keep drawing your picture!"

The next moment, he disappeared in place.

Disappearing with him, there was a long giant object flying out of the huge column of water.

It looks like a four-striped monster with four claws.

What's that?

Dragons?

Isn't that a legendary mythical beast?

Could it be that the legend of the Dragon King River is true?

Is there really a dragon at the bottom of the Dragon King River?

Vincent looked in the direction of the dragon's disappearance, and his doubts quickly vanished.

He wanted to draw the starry sky in front of him as soon as possible.

As for the dragon, leave it to the gentleman!