Chapter 209: Newcomer
"Shh Ling Long whispered, "Don't disturb others to paint." β
The previous mobile phone was broken, this is the new system for her, the relative function has also been upgraded, the night vision is stronger, the picture looks, and it is even a little close to the daytime.
The juvenile chalk only has one color, so there is no need to shoot any color, but the content is very interesting.
The paintings are put together as if they are telling a story.
This is also the reason why Ling Long said that the worldview of their group of people is very interesting.
The paintings on the walls, all the humans, don't look like normal humans, they have human form, but they also have some other qualities.
For example, it is obvious that they are dressed as medical personnel, and their fingers are sharp and dangerous. Perhaps the person in charge of the physician is the one with a hideous face.
The story is about a small animal who looks like a weak animal, who is put in a prison cell, who will come in and stab him with sharp nails, and who will yell at him with a hideous expression.
He had no companions, and the people he was holding with were all strange people.
Someone has wings, not like an angel, but not a demon either. Some people's bodies are mutilated, and some are not people at all, but objects.
What the boy was drawing at this time was a man with wings standing on top of a tall building.
The man jumped.
But the wings shrank as they fell, until they were gone, and the man fell to the ground.
He was drawing a pool of blood, and it looked like the man hadn't survived.
Ling Long took a closer look, "This person's facial features are a bit like the 'sect leader' just now. β
The young man who was painting paused, shrunk, and turned his head to look at Ling Long with a panicked expression.
Ling Long smiled at him, "You painted very beautifully." β
"Really?"
"Of course."
Weiyang stood next to him, "But it looks ordinary." β
"I think it's good." Ling Long smiled comfortingly at the young man.
The Buddha coughed a few times before he spoke, "This doesn't seem to be a record. β
"Is it a prophecy?" Ling Long was a little surprised.
The boy lowered his head, looking sad.
Weiyang's tone was suspicious, "Prophecy? He? β
"I saw it, I saw that he would jump, but his wings would not fly." The boy's voice was cowardly.
"What do we look like in your eyes?" Ling Long was a little curious and asked him.
The young man didn't expect that she didn't question herself, but asked herself another question, and the boy with a complicated expression looked at Ling Long carefully for a while. Then he picked up a new piece of chalk and drew it on the wall next to it.
To Ling Long's surprise, she was still a normal human being in the pen of a young man. There is nothing special, the nose is the nose and the mouth is the mouth.
Beside her stood a girl with demonic horns and a tail, and a man with multiple fox tails.
Ling Long looked at the Buddha, "That fox demon, haven't you solved it yet?" β
Buddha coughed for a while, "Yes, he's very powerful." β
"So, this is me?" Weiyang's tone was a little unpleasant.
"It looks very vivid." Ling Long smiled, and then took the lollipop to the young man, "Thank you for your drawing, your painting is really good." β
She carefully patted her own drawings for the audience to see, and asked the system to take a screenshot for her, ready to post it on Weibo next.
Weiyang watched from the side, thoughtful. After all, Ling Long only said a few words, and he obviously had already established a good relationship with the little boy in front of him.
In her opinion, it's just brainless.
Ling Long had already exchanged the golden finger that had been staring at the system for a long time, so she could tell that this little boy had not done anything bad.
The reason why I am stuck here is also because of the particularity of this place.
Otherwise, he should be reincarnated.
"You like to draw, don't you?"
The boy nodded, he liked it very much, but everyone was afraid of his paintings.
"Do you want to learn systematically?" Ling Long looked at him, "I can find you a teacher." β
"Really?" The boy's expression was pleasantly surprised.
"I don't have to lie to you." Ling Long asked him, "Come with me?" β
Of course he wanted to leave, to face those people forever here, and he wanted to paint too.
After Ling Long communicated with him, let him follow him, and he could also enter the bracelet. However, the boy's temperament is obviously a little withdrawn, and he chooses to stay in the bracelet.
Weiyang, who still felt that he couldn't keep up with Ling Long's train of thought, asked, "He must be familiar with this place, don't you ask?" β
"Ask or not ask, we're all to explore." Ling Long's tone was light, "It's just the difference between knowing early and knowing later, why spoil." β
"But if there is danger, it can be avoided in advance."
"Why do you want to do a live broadcast of soul exploration when you are afraid of danger?" Ling Long looked at her and asked seriously.
Weiyang paused and smiled sweetly, "Is this why you've never been afraid of live broadcasts?" β
"If you are not afraid of death, there is nothing to be afraid of." Ling Long thought for a moment, "And I'm just afraid that I won't be able to be with the Heavenly Master and accompany him now, so I have to live well." β
[The Heavenly Master was not there, and he was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food]
[Confession in the air, is the Heavenly Master watching the live broadcast! ] γ
[I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to accompany you to old age...... Mom, what kind of beautiful love is this]
γTeppanyaki squid head top of the skyγ
[When I see this CP name, I'm always hungry What's going on]
"Amitabha, it's really touching." The tone of the Buddha's voice was inexplicable, and Ling Long heard a little mockery.
Ling Long smiled at the Buddha, "The firm heart of the Buddha is also very moving. β
That Buddha is probably really like this, as for the props...... Ling Long was just responding to the taunt that only she could hear.
The Buddha pronounced a Buddha name, but there was nothing else to say. He has always maintained the character of the Buddha and does not argue with others.
The tone is consistent with tolerance and compassion.
The undercurrents between these words and the aura may not be felt by those audiences, but Weiyang always feels that something is wrong.
Whether it is the previous intimate behavior, or this kind of appearance that clearly says that the other party wants to kill him, but shows trust in the Buddha, it is strange to look at it in Weiyang.
It's really incomprehensible to ordinary people.
The Buddha had his own ideas, and Ling Long had his own opinions, which caused the two of them to be in a wonderful balance.
It not only points out the opposites, but also stands together.
At least the two of them are in agreement with the outside world in the face of Weiyang.
Even though they may fight, the tacit understanding is only between them. Once someone else is inserted, then the goal is the same.
Although Ling Long also felt a little incredible, she could indeed comprehend the meaning of the Buddha.
As the target of the Buddha, although he didn't plan to do it now, Ling Long felt that the Buddha probably had a strange possessiveness.
At least Weiyang wanted to bully Ling Long in front of him, but it definitely wouldn't work.
Probably except for Gu Lan, the Buddha prefers to do it himself, but once he chooses to do it, it must be endless.
Weiyang's situation of wanting to do things, but not necessarily having the intention of killing people, may be more like a prank in the eyes of the Buddha.
But this kind of prank is extremely naΓ―ve, but it is Gu Lan's step-by-step killing of Ling Long that the Buddha is more willing to watch.
After all, although he is a Buddha, he is not a good person in essence.
He didn't do anything, probably because he thought it would be more interesting to watch the contest between them.
Ling Long faintly felt that the big reason for the Buddha was probably to look down on himself. After all, in terms of true ability, it should be easy for the Buddha to kill her. The pagoda didn't do it that time, most likely because the Heavenly Master was there, and it was impossible for him not to keep his tail, so Wen Baiyu would be difficult to deal with.
After that, the Buddha had no chance.
Now that the opportunity is right, he has something more interesting.
Ling Long didn't know that her analysis was inseparable, but according to her analysis, she could only deduce the Buddha's thoughts in this way.
Vigilance is also there, Wen Baiyu gave her a talisman this time, yes, it is indeed very effective, it can block a deadly attack.
So to a certain extent, Ling Long really trusts the Buddha. At least compared to Weiyang, it is true that the Buddha is more reliable.
Weiyang didn't have anything to say at this time, she was not stupid, so she could naturally see that she was not popular, but she was not doing anything popular. There are many such cases, and she is also famous in the circle, so it is not surprising that she cannot continue to sell cute and pretend to be stupid during the live broadcast.
Anyway, she will follow with a dead face, unless she encounters the kind of Taolin that dodges directly, otherwise she will always find a chance.
And at this time, the previous 'sect master', who was about to complete his divine skills, came out of the room, and he summoned his Dharma protectors, as well as some sect members, but also those who were also sick, and announced that he had gone through the last step.
He was going to demonstrate his divine skills to everyone, and after that, he would teach them to the Dharma Protector who had not remembered his position.
Ling Long felt the fluctuations on the bracelet and knew that this was the scene drawn by the young man, so he hesitated for a while.
There is no point in reminding the other person, but you don't have to remind ...... I always feel that repeating such a thing is a bit regrettable.
"Wow, live." Weiyang's tone was a little mocking, and there was also some schadenfreude to watch the excitement.
Ling Long glanced at her and stopped them to show them the picture the young man had drawn.
The group of people didn't dare to be interested in painting, but under Ling Long's insistence, they all surrounded and looked at the paintings and analyzed them one by one.
"This one looks familiar."
"Like the Sect Master."
"Isn't this flower handsome? Looks like me! The man said with some sadness, "By the way, I haven't watered it today!" β
[I thought I was a flower and still needed to be watered or something, a little cute]
[Is mental illness so interesting?] γ
[I've seen this kind of seemingly relatively normal, and I've also seen people who go crazy, and they didn't get sentenced because they hurt people because it was during the onset of the disease, but then I heard that it was taken away, and it was quite dangerous, and I almost stabbed people to death]
However, there was a person who asked Ling Long mysteriously, "Are you new here?" Why haven't I seen you before? β