The person who had the accident was the painter Yue Feng, Yue Feng participated in the investigation with the brigade that day, and when he saw the beautiful scenery of the world, he had long been in his heart and wanted to create immediately. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If he had been carrying a painting tool at the time, the first victim might not have been Yu Le!

Yu Le's tragic death is a warning! Yue Feng was also scared, but he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning in the hotel that night, and after struggling all night, he still decided to take a risk!

Yu Le is different from himself, he usually collects specimens, especially animal specimens, the elder is right, maybe he really offended the gods behind some animals, so he invited the disaster of killing.

But he is a painter, kind to others, and often participates in charity activities. I have never intentionally hurt any animals, and even ants will carefully bypass them.

God has the virtue of a good life, why can't he be his turn?

What's more, this kind of opportunity to become famous can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, although Yue Feng is now famous, there is still a big gap between him and a world-class master. If he didn't make the first move, then maybe the debut of the Hundred Flowers Valley Art Exhibition would be snatched away by others, and it would be more uncomfortable for him than death.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger!

Therefore, he still ignored the ban on entering the valley alone, and slipped out with a painting bag on his back when it was dawning.

The morning in the mountains is different from that in the city, full of fog, which can cause certain problems for travelers to find their way. For Yue Feng, what he needs is not a road, but a beautiful view, and if he is good at using fog, he can also add a hazy beauty to the painting, so this has no effect on his journey.

Yue Feng walked while admiring this enchanting scenery. Yesterday there were many people, and he was in a hurry, so he didn't have a chance to savor this unique grass and tree.

In the morning, the mountains are like a young girl, although they have not yet unfolded, but they are full of fresh charm......

He drew all the way, and the sun gradually rose. Before he knew it, he had gone into the depths of the valley, but as soon as he entered the state of painting, he would forget everything and run into the back of his mind.

After painting a few masterpieces, he was very satisfied, and then it occurred to him that it would be wonderful to be able to put himself in it and witness this magical moment in the painting!

It's not the first time he's integrated himself into a painting, and of course everything is familiar, and all he has to think about is where to put himself.

And if placed among flowers? He shook his head, and he wasn't a beauty, he was acting like a nymphomaniac! It's not good to put it in the bamboo forest, it's more than enough to hide and not enough to be heroic!

With that, he had an idea, and simply painted himself under a Bodhi tree, and the image of the Buddha appeared on the tree, which was equivalent to his attainment under the Bodhi tree.

When he is done, he really has a feeling of becoming an immortal and a Buddha. At this time, he suddenly asked A fragrance of incense, as if the sandalwood swirling in the temple, a cloud and mist drifted in, he felt a light in front of him, and sure enough, he saw a golden Buddha appear in front of him!

Oh, my God! He rubbed his eyes, and he was not mistaken. The Buddha picked up a flower, and he smiled, is this a flower smile? He felt that he had an epiphany, it seemed that this Valley of Hundred Flowers was indeed the land of true gods, and he couldn't help but put his hands together......

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When Yue Feng's body was found, he smiled peacefully, there were no wounds all over his body, and after Lin Guodong's careful examination, he found that there was a pencil-sized hole in his hair, and what was even more terrifying was that his brain and marrow had been sucked dry.

When he died, he left one last painting at hand, which showed him having an epiphany under a tree, as if he had become a Buddha on the spot.