Chapter 52: Painting

"If you two want to leave here with the others, please do it, and I will help you open the passage out, and the exit is set in the garden of the drunken apricot building." Song Huizong waved his hand, ready to start casting spells.

I slowly stood up from the pillar, it was all over, and we should go back, after all, there were still so many people waiting to escape from the sea of misery next to the drunken apricot building.

"Big brother, are you leaving?" Su'er grabbed my trouser leg and looked restless and restless.

"Yes, Su'er, the eldest brother and the Taoist chief are going back, Su'er is going home, and the eldest brother is going home." I gently pinched her ear. "In the future, I must not be playful with my parents."

"Big brother, will you ever come back?" Su'er's eyes widened and she looked at me reluctantly. "Will you come to see Su'er again?"

"Of course it will, but it may take a long time, maybe when I see Su'er again, Su'er will have grown taller."

Su'er started stepping on my toes again and again. "Big brother, you lie, Su'er hasn't grown taller for a thousand years, how can she grow taller again?"

"Su'er, come here." The master clapped his hands and beckoned Su Er to come. "Stop pestering Liu Gongzi, he'll be very cold."

The master didn't know that the coin that Zuo Dao Chang gave me around my neck was wearing, and she thought that the ghost cold on Su'er's body would hurt me.

I gently untied the coin from my neck and tied it around Su'er's wrist.

"Su'er, when you see a coin in the future, it is equivalent to seeing a big brother. All right? I gently touched her head, I don't know why I felt a little reluctant to get along with this little girl for two days, maybe it wasn't because of her, my innocence was almost forgotten.

"Yes, yes." Su'er played with the coin, smiled, and ran into her mother's arms.

We were still a little hesitant, and Song Huizong's voice sounded again.

"Two, I can only help you maintain the opening of this "Qingming Riverside Map" for a quarter of an hour, please hurry up and go to the garden." Song Huizong raised the brush and waved it wantonly in the air, and his elegant figure looked particularly magnificent under the lights. He was like a Taoist, like a poet, like a painter, but really not like an emperor.

"Liu Quan, let's go." The left leader grabbed my hand and began to walk towards the exit of the secret passage, and when I got closer, I could already feel the cold coming from the secret passage.

"Wait." Song Huizong suddenly stopped us again. "Both, if those who come here are not willing to leave, please don't force them, some people may not be as good as here, everyone has their own choices."

"I will." Daoist Zuo didn't say anything, he dragged me, and left the dormitory directly with one trick through the wall.

At that moment, I looked back and forgot to glance at the three of them embracing each other contentedly, like the calm after the wind and rain, and the smile after the wind and frost.

That's when I began to believe that the world was good, and that the world, after it had ravaged you, would always leave miracles to you.

I was still thinking about something, and the image had disappeared into darkness. When I opened my eyes again, I saw the stunned outsiders in the garden, and the reason why they were panicked was because in the middle of the garden appeared a huge circle of light, full of three people in height, it looked like a door, and a bright white light seeped from it.

If I'm not mistaken, walk through this door and we're going back to the real world.

"Listen, through this light, we can return to the world where you once existed, maybe that world is not what you saw before, but it is a world that truly belongs to you." Zuo Dao's long voice was particularly loud under the reflection of several rockeries in the small garden. "But if you don't want to leave, just walk out of this drunken apricot building now, walk out of this Sun Yang Zheng store, and then go to live the life you are familiar with."

The men looked at the white circle of light uneasily, uneasy. Some people had already approached the aperture, but after thinking for a moment, they turned their heads and walked back tremblingly.

"You guys!" The Kuomintang general was a little angry, and he began to curse. "You people, it took so much effort for the Dao Master to help us defeat that person, but you retreated at this time!"

"General, don't blame these people anymore, they all have their own thoughts."

"What do they think? Daoist, you don't know, the people who came here today are only a small part of the people who came to this world. These people all have flower petal tattoos on their hands, and they are all people who have been shouting the slogan of escape, but now even they have chosen to retreat. The general complained. What I couldn't get most angry about was that now that victory was in sight, they even chose to run away. ”

"After all, after living here for so many years, many people have become accustomed to this place, and there is no need to worry about food and clothing here, and you can stay young forever, I think most people will have a little nostalgia." Zuo Daochang quietly explained to him.

"Dao Chief! Hurry up. "I couldn't help but be reminded because I saw that the originally large aperture was now shrinking smaller and smaller, becoming as tall as a single person." Huizong told us that that passage could only last for a quarter of an hour! ”

"If you're leaving, come with us." This time, Zuo Dao Chang didn't hesitate any longer, he pulled me and rushed into the aperture.

Contrary to when I came, I felt a force behind me pushing me and rushing me out at once, and there was an indescribable beauty in front of me.

The layout of the Wuying Hall resurfaced in front of my eyes, the beams and pillars were the same as when we left, and nothing seemed to have happened in the quiet hall, and if it did, it would only be a good night's sleep.

While no one is coming, we must get out of here as soon as possible, and save the rebirth incident.

The Taoist chief and I walked out slowly with the only dozen or so people left, and walked out of the Forbidden City from the West Gate along the forest path, and it was the early morning in Beijing with light makeup, the fog had just cleared, and the leaves and grass were still sticking to the dew. Hurried pedestrians walked past us, looking with disdain at the strangely dressed ancients.

The first time I saw the Forbidden City, the first time I saw the busy streets of Beijing, the fugitives behind me were already in amazement.

"Wow! Such a big palace is much bigger than we were back then. ”

"What kind of animals are these, running so fast."

"Wow! What is this ringing, how do I feel a sound coming from the sky. ”

"This is even more prosperous than Bianjing!"

As I walked slowly, I couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong? Boss Liu? ”

"Dao Chief, we didn't find that Chen Fuming in the end, it's a pity, could it be that he really didn't get sucked into that painting?"

"We have also searched for what should be found, and we have done our best, as for whether he himself hid in the realm of the painting or fled to another place, it has nothing to do with us." Daoist Zuo also sighed with me. "I haven't closed my eyes for the past few days, and you're tired, don't think about him anymore, he has his own choice."

Although Zuo Dao said so, Chen Fuming's disappearance lingered in my heart for many years, after which we checked Chen Fuming's information, but found that this person completely disappeared from the world after that drunkenness, and was never heard from again.

But at the moment, I may not have the opportunity to think much about Chen Fuming's problem, because I can't protect myself.

"Oops! Broken! Michigan! "I looked at the phone I had just woken up and exclaimed, there were hundreds of missed calls on it, all from one person." I haven't had a single phone call with Yu Ge in so many days, and I'm finished. ”

Daoist Zuo looked at me sympathetically, with a smile on his face. Naturally, he would not have known that in a few hours, there would be the tragic scene at the beginning of the story.