Nangong thought that he had taken back the painting from Mr. Aaron, but at this time the dust had settled and become a thing of the past. Unexpectedly, now that I woke up, I realized that this was just the beginning.

Painting the Soul Painting the Soul ......

Before this, Nangong had never even heard of this word, but he didn't expect that after three years of dreaming, he would actually make one by himself after waking up, and it was also infinitely poisonous, causing dozens of innocent people to suffer.

Anyone who has ever seen a painting will die...... Only one person remains!

What a horror that is!

Even if it's a spell, I'm afraid it's just that, right?

Nangong looked at his hand, and suddenly felt a little scared, staying on the spot, as if he had lost his soul.

"Alas......" Liang Zi suddenly sighed, and then said faintly: "You nerd......!

"I'm ......" Nangong opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but for some reason he suddenly choked in his throat, and he couldn't continue.

After a pause, he said silently, "I'm sorry." ”

"Don't be sorry...... Between you and me, why do you have to say sorry?" Liang Zizhen shook his head slightly, understanding what he meant. So Nangong choked up again, and said, "...... I'm sorry. ”

I'm sorry I said sorry to you...... Because it would be very raw.

The two have known each other since childhood, and Nangong certainly knows best what Liang Zi is thinking. So he knew that she was angry and aggrieved.

And it's quite angry, quite quite aggrieved.

He knew that since he left Datang that year, three years had passed since he fell asleep, and as soon as he woke up, he followed Xiao Bena into the city again without saying a word, and as soon as he entered the city, he made such a big-headed Buddha, and the result was ......

He was in a coma for another seven days.

only wanted to go along with their own wishes, but they invisibly ignored Liang Zi's intentions.

It can well be imagined......

During one's own lethargy. Liang Zi: How worried are they?

If it were a different place, and the person in the coma was Liang Zi, Lin Xuanran, or Ye Jianzang, instead of himself, I am afraid that he would have gone crazy a long time ago, right?

Nangong also knew that Liang Zi just said "You only remember that painting as soon as you wake up" is actually the following, she must have wanted to say "Have you ever thought of me".

But now, for some reason, the sentence that should have rushed out of his mouth suddenly became a comfort.

The last of the last. She still relented.

All grievances and anger...... She endured it silently.

Nangong looked at the half-elf girl in front of him, and suddenly felt that he owed a lot, and for a while, he was speechless.

It's been three years, and the girl has changed, and she has become more beautiful, and she is breathtakingly beautiful.

It's been three years, but this girl hasn't changed.

She's still her.

As a result, Liang Zi spoke first.

She stroked a strand of hair scattered across her forehead and chuckled, "Okay." I don't blame you...... Just wake up! You don't have to put on a bitter face...... To whom?"

"Heh......" Nangong smiled a little reluctantly.

"Actually, you don't have to blame yourself, after all, the matter of painting souls ...... In fact, what no one wants is a fact, and that can't be changed. But what happened to those who died. Xiao Hulu has already sent someone to deal with it, and the Qinglong Academy will not treat them badly, so you can rest assured!" Liang Ziyan returned to business.

"That's good......" When Nangong heard this, he was immediately relieved. A little peace of conscience. After a moment of silence, he asked with a glimmer of hope: "That...... But there are survivors? I mean apart from Mr. Aron. ”

"Yes. ”

Liang Zi replied, "There is a human named Lu Yun, and he has also seen that painting. But he is alive now and has not committed suicide like the others. ”

"Really?!" Nangong perked up and said happily: "I'm going to see him." ”

He thought of Ye Yan.

Karmic inflammation can relieve the temptation of painting souls and make people wake up from the state of enchantment. An obvious example, Liang Zi in front of him is one of them, and so is Mr. Along.

Nangong wants to make amends, it's too late, but he can save one.

As a result, Liang Zi glanced at him, knew what he thought, shook his head and said, "No need...... Icecube Face has already found him yesterday and purified him, and now he is placed in the academy, I think it is better for you not to see him for the time being. ”

"Why?"

"The painting soul comes from your hand, and the karma is also from your hand, maybe it is because of the same origin, so it is cleared more thoroughly. But the Ice Cube Face saves people, using the light of purification, and the effect is not as good as your karma. Lu Yun was tortured by the painting soul for six days, and now his spirit is very sluggish, and there are still some sequelae. If you go to see him now, I'm afraid that you will be stimulated by something, and it will be counterproductive......" Liang Zi said.

When he finished, he added: "Don't forget, he was also there when you painted that painting......"

"That'...... All right. Nangong sneered.

But it's also good news, and it makes him feel a lot more at ease.

"But speaking of which...... The child's heart was tenacious, and he was enchanted for six days, and everyone else died, but he was still alive and strong, and he was not willing to die. Liang Zi said suddenly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Before other people commit suicide, they are either crazy, or they are stunned, or they are yelling and crying and laughing, none of them are normal, and that child is ......"

"You say...... Kid?"

"Hmm. That Lu Yun is only ten years old, one year younger than Xiaobei......"

"Oh, you go on. Nangong nodded.

Liang Zi was silent for a moment, and suddenly turned his head sideways and asked very cutely: "...... Where did you just go?"

It's rare that this girl will be cute for a while, Nangong was slightly stunned. So he was silent for a while, and then reminded softly: "...... You say, that kid named Lu Yun. ”

"Oh yes, Lu Yun, that kid...... It's all your fault, don't interrupt!" Liang Zi glared.

"Okay, okay...... You say, you say. Nangong hurriedly said.

"According to the investigation report of the law enforcement team, the other obsessed people, before committing suicide, were either crazy, stunned, or yelling, crying and laughing...... In short, the temperament has changed greatly, and there is no normal ......"

"Alas......" Nangong sighed in her heart, wanting to remind her that this sentence had already been said.

But after thinking about it, he closed his mouth again.

“...... And Lu Yun's kid isn't!"

Liang Zi continued: "He just sat there quietly and didn't say a word. I behave normally, and when I meet people, I greet them politely. When Ice Cube Face saw him, Becky went with him. After returning, Xiaobei said that she just looked at him at the time and couldn't help crying. ”

"After taking a look, I couldn't help crying?!" Nangong couldn't help but ask.

Xiaobei said that she saw the sadness in the child's heart...... "Liang Zi didn't blame him for interrupting this time, but just paused, and then said slowly, "It's deeper and richer than your painting soul!"

Nangong: "......"

A child's sadness in his heart is even stronger than that of a painted soul...... This sentence is worth considering.

Painting souls or something, others can see and feel them, but Nangong, the creator, just doesn't feel anything, so he can't understand what others mean by the concept of "painting souls".

But now that I think back, when I painted, it was all because that cup of "dream" evoked memories of the Tang Dynasty, as well as Uncle Bai's death, I was sad and blamed myself excessively, so I just used the painting to vent.

Come to think of it, the so-called soul painting is nothing more than a kind of ecstasy method similar to the soul attack of the old flower demon.

Painting is the soul of painting. As long as you see the person who paints the soul, the inner emotions will be infinitely magnified, thus attracting demons and changing your temperament. So much for.

But what Nangong couldn't imagine was that Lu Yun was just a ten-year-old child, and the grief in his heart could surpass the soul of painting......

So that kid ......

What a desperate past!(To be continued.) )