Chapter 3 "The Mystery of Ink Painting in Ink"

It's been three days since the opening of the Book of Heaven, "Hmm... Hiss... I... Are you lost again!" Yue Die tore the map in her hand: "I can run the cat soil again if I continue like this, although it is very tiring to use that, no matter so much!"

After speaking, the moon butterfly shook her hand, the umbrella in her hand opened, the rhyme surged, the phantom butterfly flew, and the phantom butterfly flew around, slowly disappearing, the rhyme of the moon butterfly was consumed at a rapid rate, and suddenly her eyes opened: "Ha, I found it." Phantom Butterfly retracted, and Moon Butterfly sat on the ground: "Wow, I'm tired, I really consume rhyme and spiritual power with this, and eat a piece of lotus cake to suppress the shock." ”

"Hmm, who's who!" Moondie suddenly stood up and became vigilant.

"Don't be nervous. A cat that didn't look like a good cat walked out from behind a big tree and held a brush: "Little cutie, hand over all your money to Lao Tzu!"

"Or what?" said Moonbutterfly, holding an umbrella next to the cat's tree.

"Uh... You... It's also a Peking Opera cat?"

"Perhaps?" the corners of Moon Butterfly's mouth curled slightly.

After a burst of lightning, "Uh... I... Wrong.. "It's already unconscious.

Yuedie patted the umbrella: "It's really, don't look at it... Belch... Moon Butterfly stumbled to the ground: "The body seems to be hollowed out... ”

At this time, Yuedie saw the brush on the ground: "Well, what is this? It seems to be a record of the sect? It looks fun." ”

At this moment, Sect Master Ouyang was sweating: "Oh my God, when I was demonized, I actually rewrote 5,638 documents, when will this be changed back." ”

Sect Master Ouyang walked to the top of the tower of the Sect Palace, proud of the world: "It would be nice if there were immortals to help my sect and something." ”

At this time, the moon butterfly slowly fell from the sky with an umbrella: "Eh, why haven't you seen the Book of Heaven? I haven't seen the Book of Heaven open, and I don't even have the breath of chaos." ”

Sect Master Ouyang's eyes lit up: "Immortal, are you here to help me?"

Yuedie looked confused: "Clams, what?"

"Ask the immortals, come and help me change back those rewritten documents. ”

“。。。 You... Wouldn't it be the Sect Master of the Lu Sect", Sect Master Ouyang?"

Ouyang pushed his eyes: "It's exactly below." ”

"Oh, goodbye, go back to eating lotus cake. "Moon Butterfly turned her head and left:

Sect Master Ouyang: "Hey, hey, don't go, immortal." ”

Yuedie ate the last piece of lotus cake: "Sect Master Ouyang, I'm not an immortal, my name is Yuedie, I'm just passing by here." ”

“。。。 ”

"Master, is there something wrong?" a lion came out:

Sect Master Ouyang waved his hand and took out a pen: "Draw a lion, do you know that cat named Moon Butterfly?"

The painting lion scratched his head: "Uh... I don't know ... ”

Yuedie turned her head and trembled slightly: "... You... Are you painting lions?"

The painting lion looked confused: "Yes, girl, we haven't seen it." ”

"It's been a long time, and now it's so powerful. "The pupils of the moon butterfly are faint:

"Have we met?"

"Have you forgotten? When you participated in the Peking Opera Cat Trial in Nazong before, I kept pulling your tail, and then you cried. ”

"Uh... ”

It seems that some bad shade is recalled.

Yuedie looked left and right: "Eh, why don't you feel the aura of chaos? Has this place been purified?"

"Well, it was the people of Xingluoban who purified us. Painting Lion Says:

Sect Master Ouyang smiled faintly: "Since the two of you know each other, I won't bother you." ”

Yuedie was a little unhappy: "It's Xingluoban again, it's too late again, and I have to help them clean up every time." ”

The lion asked, "Well, Lady Moondie, are you a little unhappy?"

"No, since there's nothing for me here, I'll go. Yuedie smiled and said:

The painting lion stopped the moon butterfly: "Since you're here, why don't you let me draw a picture for you." ”

"Okay, this girl is as beautiful as a fairy, you can draw slowly. "Moon Butterfly is a little narcissistic:

The lion took out a brush and began to paint.

Yuedie was a little curious: "Eh, do the disciples of the Lu Sect all carry a pen with them, and does it mean anything?"

The painting lion is still drawing: "Oh, this is our magic weapon for recording the sect, which can be written in the void and turned into reality with rhyme." ”

Yuedie took out the pen she had picked up before: "I also picked up one before, I don't know what it is for." ”

With a stroke of the lion's hand, an ink painting of a moon butterfly jumps on the paper.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, I didn't expect this girl to be so beautiful as a flower, shy of flowers and closed the moon, sinking fish and geese. ”

“。。。 ”

"By the way, you can teach me how to write in the void. Moon Butterfly was a little excited:

After a few hand-drawn strokes, the word "flower" appeared in front of the moon butterfly, and then formed a beautiful flower and fell into the hands of the moon butterfly.

"This is the magic weapon of Luzong, which can turn words into reality, but the more it is transformed, the more refined it is, and the more rhyme power it consumes. The lion explains:

"It looks so good, I want to try it too. ”

The lion smiled: "Hehe, don't be reluctant to do it with the moon butterfly girl, there is no rhyme of the record sect... ”

A fire erupted and burned the painted lion into charcoal. Yuedie smiled faintly:

The painting lion was taken aback: "You... Why haven't I seen you?"

"Hee-hee, it's funny, wait, I seem to have exposed something. Moon Butterfly suddenly remembered:

What did the lion want to say just now, the moon butterfly had already turned on the rhyme, and a piece of phantom butterflies wrapped around the painted lion, "Illusory memory, I'm sorry, paint the lion." ”

The phantom butterfly dispersed, and the painted lion fell unconscious in the arms of the moon butterfly, and the moon butterfly touched the painted lion's head: "Sleep well." ”

Suddenly, the sky became cloudy and dark, and a figure slowly descended.

Sect Master Ouyang rushed over: "What kind of cat is pretending to be a ghost?"

"Sect Master Ouyang, don't worry, I have no interest in the Lu Sect, I'm here to spread the word. ”

"Huh?"

The figure said: "My name is 鳦, I am the messenger of Lord Di, and I have come here to find someone this time." ”

"Heh, what's the matter? "Moon Butterfly put down the lion painting:

"Yuedie, don't meddle in that matter again! "Yu Bing said coldly:

The corner of Yuedie's mouth touched: "Hmph, what do I want, you still don't care!"

Yu said helplessly: "Whatever you want, the word has been spread." After saying that, the fish slowly sank into the dark clouds, and an arrow of light grazed the fish.

Yuedie opened the umbrella, and the rhyme exploded: "Hmph!

The bird said disdainfully: "Don't do useless struggles. ”

"Then let's try it!"

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Chapter 3 "The Mystery of Ink Painting in Ink"