Chapter 55: The Reflection of the Heart
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"Painter, I'm here, and I've brought two friends, please help them too......"
Wu Tiancheng respectfully bowed to a blind old woman in front of him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This is a corner of a remote alleyway in the Imperial City, a small and dark room, with only a few short candles placed on the corners to maintain the barely lit light.
On the walls are a pair of portraits, which are a bit ...... Abstractionist ...... Li Zhi saw that a person's face was composed of triangles, and the body was also with water chestnuts, and the background was also very strange, one red here, and a little green here, the colors were extremely mismatched, giving people a sense of distortion and incongruity.
In the middle of the house, there is a portrait that stands out, a giant kneeling on one knee, holding up his hands, and what he is holding up is a continent, looking at the outline, it is actually the Tianyuan continent.
"That's a portrait of Emperor Tianwu, a reflection of his heart."
The old woman's voice was like two extremely rough discs rubbing against each other, quite harsh.
"The old body has seen the Demon Lord, please forgive the old body for being unwell and inconvenient to salute......"
"It's okay, I want to know what the inner reflection is." Li Zhi sat in front of the old woman's table, this old woman's eyes were closed, but she could know that the person who came was him, it seemed that she still had some ability.
The old woman said hoarsely: "Only by seeing yourself clearly can you understand what you should follow, Lord Demon Lord, do you want to paint?" ”
"Interesting." Li Zhi smiled: "Let's help the two of them paint first." ”
The old woman nodded, slowly got the paintbrush from the table, picked up the drawing board, and her eyes suddenly widened, and it was a pair of hideous pupils full of whites.
She stared at Wu Tiancheng stunned, her eyes scanned for a few seconds, and the paintbrush in her hand was like a rapidly swinging mechanical arm, and a painting was quickly formed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was a smiling man, a man with a beating red heart in both hands, surrounded by a flood of beasts, but he was not afraid, just smiling silly, rejoicing in what he had gained.
After the old woman finished painting, the corners of her mouth also overflowed with a smile, as if the smile of this person in the photo could melt the ice of the world, "Do you need to interpret it?" ”
Wu Tiancheng looked at the portrait blankly, shook his head and said, "I already know." ”
"I said someone would give you a new lease of life, and it looks like you've found that person." The old woman hung up the portrait and took out a new blank drawing board.
"It's your turn, Li ...... Rise......" The old woman's dilated pupils saw through Li Sheng like a perspective, and the brush was gently picked up, and she couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pure soul, as clear as crystal, it's a pity, it's a pity, if it can be guided, it will be the most beautiful soul in the world." ”
The old woman's brush moved again, and it was only a minute before Li Sheng's inner reflection was painted.
It is a man in the sun, the sun occupies the whole panel, the man spreads his hands, as if feeling the warmth of the sun, and as if he is protecting the sun. However, there is a little flaw on the canvas, there is a puddle of black spots, like inadvertent dripping of ink, and this warm picture scroll is destroyed by this black dot to destroy the purity.
The old woman asked as usual, "Do you need to interpret it?" ”
Li Sheng shook his head, his eyes were stunned and he looked at this painting, he liked this painting surprisingly, he asked carefully, "Can I take it?" ”
"No." The old woman chuckled.
Li Sheng's rare mood change in front of outsiders, he was quite disappointed.
"But I can make another one, and that's what you really need."
The old woman made a brand new painting in a few clicks, and this painting is different from the previous one, that is, the black dot is gone, and this portrait corrects that mistake, giving people a flawless feeling.
Li Sheng took the painting, looked at it with straight eyes, wrapped it in cloth preciously, he did not hide his joy, he liked this painting.
"Okay, it's your turn, my Demon Lord, an extraordinary person who can dominate the Demon Lord's luck, your heart will largely determine the future of the Tian Yuan Continent."
The old woman's terrifying white pupils stared at Li Zhi, as if penetrating him, scanning him over and over again. For the first time, the old woman's face was confused, she frowned, and the pen in her hand stopped falling.
She didn't do it in one go like she used to, she didn't understand, she didn't understand, she didn't know how to put pen to paper, this was the weirdest microcosm of the mind she had ever seen.
It took the old woman a full hour to finish the painting.
The background is a patch of frost, and the biting cold seems to emanate from the painting. There are many mirrors, and the mirrors are irregularly placed on this boundless frosty land. In the very center of the mirror is a person, he seems to be a reflection in the mirror, he has a mask on his hand, the mask covers his face, but his body is frosty, as if he is frozen.
There was a light in front of the mirror, which guided the man's gaze while giving him the last shred of warmth in the bone-chilling cold.
Wu Tiancheng swallowed his saliva and muttered, "What a sad painting...... Hey? Why do I feel this way? ”
Li Zhi sneered: "You want to say that this is a portrayal of my soul? I'm not that gloomy ......."
"Really?" The old woman stood slowly on crutches, "Although my eyes are blind, they can penetrate all things in the world, and everyone's hearts have nothing to hide in front of my pupils, and no disguise or disguise can affect me for half a point." Demon Lord, you ask your heart well, do you really have a clear conscience? Do you really know yourself? ”
"Boring, god-to-god." Li Zhi was about to throw his sleeves out, but a word from the old woman behind him stunned him.
"Apathy."
The old woman saw that Li Zhi had a reaction, and shook her head with a smile, "You two go out, I think the Demon Lord wants to talk to me alone." ”
Closing the door, the old woman pasted a talisman on the door, and slowly walked back to her place on crutches.
"Don't worry, they can't hear our words, and no one knows except me and you."
Li Zhi found that his hands were trembling violently, it was a very inexplicable emotion, he didn't understand, maybe it was fear, or it was simple uneasiness. The old woman is right, he doesn't understand himself, he feels that he has a problem, but he has been deliberately ignoring it, he doesn't want to face it.
"I don't know what a mirror means, or if it means multiple sides of your heart, I don't want to say that for now, and I can't understand it myself. But I can understand the rest of the ......."
The old woman looked at Li Zhi with a rather complicated look, "Children, people are not simply created by congenital, and acquired is also a very important influence. You are cold and heartless by nature, it is your nature, it is inherited from your parents. But that doesn't mean anything, you can have your own choices and choose the life you want. ”
"The mask is your cover, used to hide your indifference, even if your hands are frozen, you have to support the mask, that means your inner persistence, your adherence to your conscience and feelings. You have to believe that one day you will be able to dispel the cold, you will be able to get your own new life, and you will be able to change yourself completely. Wu Tiancheng can do it, and you can do it too. ”
"To solve it, you have to look it head-on, accept yourself inside, accept yourself as you are."
"But one thing you have to remember is that the light that supports you now, it is quite fragile, you must protect it, you must not let it dim, otherwise...... The cold will consume you, and you will no longer be you......"
"Go ahead! That's all you have to remember. ”