As soon as the sentence came out, Mr. Liang and I were shocked. This was originally something that the child imagined, how could he have seen it?

Where have you seen it? Mr. Liang asked in a trembling voice.

Xie Ling turned his head, looked at the courtyard, his eyes were a little confused, and he entered the memories of a long time ago: It was when I was practicing with my master, and when I reached the threshold of breaking delusion, I saw the world designed by your son in the realm of delusion.

Mr. Liang was a little puzzled: what is delusion?

It's just a dream. Unlock the bell.

Mr. Liang's expression was a little disapproving, he thought that Xie Ling deliberately made up such a story to get close to him, so as to achieve the purpose of contacting his son. He knocked his pipe, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll show you Xiaoqiu."

The three of us went to Liang Xiaoqiu's bedroom again. Mr. Liang gently pushed the door open, but the room was still so dark, the thick curtains were drawn, and no light could penetrate.

Mr. Liang was about to say something, but Xie Ling made a gesture to signal him not to speak. He walked in gently, and I hesitated and followed. Mr. Liang didn't stop us, and watched with his shoulders crossed.

The two of us came to the windowsill and walked around the large easel, and I saw a big boy about ten years old sitting on a high chair, holding a canvas in one hand and a paintbrush in the other, contemplating the painting in front of him.

The expression on his face when he thinks about it, and the depth in his eyes, reminds me of a person, the Holy Aunt. They all have maturity and heaviness beyond their years.

I saw his paintings and was captivated at first sight. It was a strange painting.

At first glance, I know that this painting was painted by a child, the brushwork is very rough, similar to graffiti, the people on the painting do not look like people, the mountains do not look like mountains, and you can only roughly see what it is. But this kind of painting is a very clumsy painting, because of this paradox, but it reveals a different atmosphere.

In the near part of the painting is a red color, with rough edges, I don't know if it is intentional or childish, it looks like a large fire burning, these flames are shaped like big red lotuses and small red lotuses, and the sky is filled with black smoke and fire. In this red, you can see some people struggling, these people do not see the whole picture, only their arms and legs are exposed, and this effect has a very miserable feeling.

In the distance is the continuous black mountain, and the farther place seems to be the water of the ocean, because the child's technique is too rough, the mountain and the water are similar in color, and some are not clear. In the continuous black mountains, there is a group of people who look like ants, hunched over and lining up. These people are unclothed, and their bodies burst with a desperate power, and they look a bit like slender men living at the bottom of society.

The whole painting has a unique strength, not terrifying, but it makes people look extremely depressed and depressed, full of sadness and sadness. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it was made by a ten-year-old boy.

Xie Ling squatted down and gently touched the drawing paper with his hand: Does this painting have a name?

Then you have one. Liang Xiaoqiu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

Mr. Liang who is outside is a joy, and the bell is really superior. This allows the child to speak.

Xie Ling looked at the painting and said: I call it "Hades", what do you think?

Liang Xiaoqiu suddenly looked up at me and said in a childish voice: You come and say.

Yes? I was originally playing soy sauce and was not mentally prepared. This Liang Xiaoqiu's eyes were very deep, like an old man who had experienced the world, I was panicked by him, and blurted out: If I name it, I will call it "Elysium".

Troublemaker, isn't it? Xie Ling deliberately said: In this barren land, can it be called Elysium?

Liang Xiaoqiu also looked at me quite interestingly.

I said, "For some reason, I always feel that these people in the painting are willing to suffer." You see the direction in which they walked, and they went to the depths of the mountains and the oceans. What is there there that appeals to them so much? I think only the legendary Elysium has this effect. The whole painting does have a dead air of the underworld, as you say, but I think it's a necessary process before reaching bliss.

Liang Xiaoqiu looked at me and smiled, and Xie Ling also nodded: Luo Dao, you are very wise.

He asked Liang Xiaoqiu: Xiaoqiu, how could you paint such a picture? How did you come up with it?

Liang Xiaoqiu blinked and said: This is not what I think, I see it.

As soon as this sentence came out, Mr. Liang outside couldn't help it, and walked in and poked his head out to look at the painting. Judging from his eyes and demeanor, it was the first time he had seen this painting, and the surprise and shock could not be concealed at all.

He looked at his son and couldn't help but be a little scared: Xiaoqiu, is this what you painted?

Liang Xiaoqiu didn't look at him. Jie Ling continued to ask: Where did you see it?

Mr. Liang shouted next to him: This painting must not be seen by your mother, she can go crazy. Xiaoqiu, this is not what your child should draw, otherwise we will go to the doctor

Liang Xiaoqiu frowned: Can you let him out first?

I went over and patted Mr. Liang: Brother Liang, why don't you go out first, we patients will discuss some of the conditions, don't follow along.

Mr. Liang is not unreasonable, and now to solve Liang Xiaoqiu's problem, we can only rely on us, he sighed and staggered out.

Liang Xiaoqiu replied to Xie Ling's question: I can't tell how I saw it, it was Fan Xiong who taught me.

Do you know that what you see is not a human scene? Xie Ling said.

At this time, Liang Xiaoqiu showed childishness: I don't understand what you said, what is the scene of the world? I'm always drawing people.

Xie Ling sighed and touched his little head: Originally, I thought you were taken away, but now that I look at it, you are Liang Xiaoqiu himself. You're a very gifted kid.

What is a snatch? Liang Xiaoqiu asked curiously.

Xie Ling smiled and didn't explain, he asked Liang Xiaoqiu how Fan Xiong taught him at that time.

Liang Xiaoqiu seemed to have a good impression of us, and he said that after being taken away by Fan Xiong, he went to her studio. There, Liang Xiaoqiu met an older sister of the same age, who was very talkative, took good care of him, and held his hand all the time. The sister told him to play a game with him, and the name of the game was meditation.

Fan Xiong opened a secret room and let the two of them in. The sister took Liang Xiaoqiu's hand, and the two of them sat cross-legged facing each other. My sister told him, closed her eyes, and followed her voice without restricting her imagination, and thought as far as she could.

The two of them held four hands, Liang Xiaoqiu closed his eyes, and suddenly arrived in a dream world. He stayed in that dream for a long time, traveled everywhere, met a lot of interesting people, and just when he was happy, he was awakened, and his parents and teachers came up with a vote of people, and the big sister had long been missing.

When he returned home, he remembered the world in his dreams, sketching and mapping the terrain as much as possible, trying to restore that world.

Hearing this, my heart beat wildly and asked: Do you remember what your big sister looks like?

Liang Xiaoqiu lifted a blank page of drawing paper, thought about it, and drew on it. He drew an oval face with two braids on it, but he couldn't draw his facial features, they were all plausible.

Xie Ling looked at me and said, "It's the Holy Aunt."

Xiaoqiu, I will ask you a question now, and you will answer it seriously. Xie Ling said.

Liang Xiaoqiu nodded solemnly.

Do you want to stay in the weird kid state you are now, or do you want to live in the sun like other children and thrive like a normal person? Xie Ling asked.

I like it now, but I don't think it's good, and I don't want to make them angry. Liang Xiaoqiu said in a low voice.

Xie Ling nodded: You have psychic talents, and you are born with a heavenly eye. This is a great ability, but also a great responsibility and a great burden. You're like a treasure that will provoke other demons one after another, and if you let it develop, you'll probably not live to be fifteen years old.

Liang Xiaoqiu listened with a wink.

Xie Ling said: If you want, I will seal your ability, and in the future, I will introduce a master who will open the seal and take you to practice.

Can't you be my master? Liang Xiaoqiu asked.

Xie Ling smiled: I can't be your master for two moments, but I can be his master. He pointed at me. I grinned and was noncommittal.

Xie Ling told me to go to the door, close the door, and keep an eye on Mr. Liang so that he would not let him in. He asked Liang Xiaoqiu to take off his clothes, and Liang Xiaoqiu was very obedient and took off his shirt, revealing his thin body. The bell told him to turn around, and I leaned over to look at it curiously. On Liang Xiaoqiu's back, someone actually drew a talisman.

This talisman is not large, it is very small, but the size of the thumb cap should be painted with cinnabar. There are words and pictures on it, although it is small, but it is delicate. I couldn't stop my curiosity, so I reached out and wiped it on it, only to find that the pattern seemed to be tattooed and couldn't be erased at all.

Xie Ling was slightly angry: Shenggu and Fan Xiong were a little indiscriminate, and they actually did this to a child.

What's going on? I asked.

Liang Xiaoqiu has not grown up now, his talent has not been achieved, and his bloodline cannot support the evil demons. This talisman is a marking talisman, as long as Liang Xiaoqiu grows up and is full of qi and blood, they will immediately know that they will come over even if they are thousands of miles away.

I blinked quickly, and I was stunned when I listened: what the hell is the Holy Aunt going to do?

She was looking for a furnace suitable for cultivation and alchemy.