"Into the soul?!What do you mean!"

Seeing that Mr. Aaron was serious, Liang Zi and Ye Jianzang were both a little dumbfounded, they had never heard of this concept.

"It is difficult to paint the skin and bones of a tiger, and it is difficult to paint a soul when painting a person. The so-called soul is that the painter infuses too many emotions into it when painting, or sadness, anger, mourning, excitement, and even lust, and so on. Under certain conditions of chance, emotions are precipitated in the painting, and the soul of the painting will be formed. ”

"Painting souls?"

"You can understand it as the soul of the painting. ”

"A painting has a soul?" Liang Zi shouted on the spot.

Mr. Ah Long said with a smile: "Everything in heaven and earth has a spirit, Ah Zi, you also have half of the blood of the elves in your body, and you are half of the elven clan, you won't understand this truth, right?

"That'...... Aron, according to what you say, isn't this nerd...... Created a soul? This is unlikely, right?" Liang Zi was surprised.

Creating a soul out of thin air is almost equivalent to creating life. And there is such a thing as the creation of life......

Legend has it that it was the realm of the gods!

No matter how amazing this nerd's painting is, it will never become such an exaggeration!

If you really become a god so powerful, then why don't you go to heaven?

At this time, Ye Jianzang suddenly spoke: "Painting the soul, painting the soul...... I don't think it's a real soul, it's a relationship, or a memory...... There has always been a folk legend that if a mirror is used for a long time. The Mirror Spirit will be born. Another example is dolls, some lonely children often talk to dolls, so that the dolls will also incarnate into spirits. Show up and meet the child. I think that the soul of painting that Mr. Aron is talking about should also be this kind of existence. ”

"That's right!"

Mr. Aaron smiled, and then said: "I just said that this painting has entered the soul, that is, when Brother Commander painted, it contained an extremely strong emotion. When this emotion is integrated into the painting, the soul of the painting is formed. This is called soul entry. What he was feeling at that time, how he painted his soul. And such a painting ...... Or rather. Such a soul ...... It's dangerous!"

"Painted souls are not real souls, but they are more terrible than souls. Perhaps the person who painted the painting was unintentional, but everyone who has seen the painting will be attracted by the soul of the painting. Confused by the heart. Addicted to paintings, I can't extricate myself. As for the consequences for those who have seen the paintings, it varies from person to person. ”

"There is an old saying in the League of Hundred Tribes, in the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand Mona Lisa. The same painting, the same painting soul, different people look at it, they see different things. Some see sadness, others despair. Some people see joy, and some people hope. Or something else......"

"But one thing is the same, all the people who have seen the painting soul want to take it for themselves. ”

As he spoke, he lifted his chin and pointed at the unconscious little Bena.

So Liang Zi and the others froze, Xiao Beina's girl is a living example!

In normal times, as long as Liang Zi stares, this girl will definitely shrink into a quail, but now, for the sake of this broken painting, she dares to do it to the two of them......

How unreasonable!

I didn't expect that a painting that Nangong was drunk and scribbled would have such a powerful magic power. Hearing what Mr. Aaron said so mysteriously, Liang Zi was a little hesitant and didn't dare to open it to see.

"It's just a painting...... Is it so exaggerated!" Liang Zi sighed a little incredulously.

"Not an exaggeration at all. ”

Mr. Aaron shook his head and said seriously: "I, Aaron, have lived for thousands of years, and I have only seen painting souls twice, the first time was eight hundred years ago. And the second time, it's now. And that time 800 years ago......"

His expression changed suddenly, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, as if he remembered something extremely terrible, and even his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists.

When Liang Zi saw it, his curiosity suddenly rose again.

The impression of Aaron, this sixth-order elf, no matter when, is always that personable, pampered and not shocked, no matter what he speaks or does, he is calm and unhurried, and he seems to be at ease.

To be honest, an emotion like "palpitation" is the first time Liang Zi has seen it appear in his eyes.

"What is the result?" Ye Jianzang was also curious.

Mr. Aron was silent for a long time.

Just when Liang Zi and the others thought that he would not be able to say the answer, he suddenly sighed, and then silently said four words: "The whole city is dead!"

"The whole city is gone!" Liang Zi and the others were taken aback.

The whole city is destroyed, which means that the whole city is dead, and there is not a single one left alive.

"yes...... The whole city is gone!"

Mr. Aaron shook his head and sighed, "Nine hundred years ago, there was a city called Guofu City, when a picture of Tianjiao Baimei suddenly appeared, and as a result, it caused an uproar. Some of the people in the city were attracted by the painting soul and died of wasted energy. And more, in order to compete for that painting, they fought one after another, and brothers killed each other, father and son killed each other everywhere. ”

"In just one month, the whole city was dead, and there was not a single survivor. And that fruit-rich city has since fallen to death. ”

“......”

Liang Zi and the others were speechless, and they looked at each other in shock.

After half a ring, Liang Zi slowly spoke: "Since this painting soul is so terrifying...... she suddenly picked up the painting, and her eyebrows twisted: "Then I'll destroy it now!"

As he spoke, he wanted to tear his hands.

"That's not necessary!"

Mr. Aaron suddenly stopped her: "You Qinglong Masters of the Blue Dragon Academy have said that there are two sides to everything. Although the painting soul is terrifying, it is not useless. As long as it is used properly, painting the soul is not only harmless, but can purify the soul and strengthen the heart. It's a pity to ruin it like this. ”

"Then ......" Liang Zi hesitated.

"If you can trust me, you might as well hand over the painting to me for safekeeping. I believe that no one in this city of Raka will dare to make trouble in my hotel in Aron. Mr. Aron added.

“...... Okay!" Liang Zi hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Just as he was about to hand over the painting, Ye Jianzang suddenly said: "But this painting is always a nerd thing, Ah Zi, you ......."

"His things are my things! I nodded my head, does he dare to agree?" Liang Zi raised his wrist with a smug expression.

She wears a bracelet on her wrist.

This bracelet used to be on Nangong's hand, but now, it appeared in her hand.

It is the space bracelet bequeathed by Mr. Aruba on his deathbed.

Liang Zi proved Nangong's ownership with facts, and she hadn't said that she had ever painted his dragon turtle as a dragon return.

Ye Jianzang was speechless.

According to Nangong's temperament, if Liang Zi said one, he really wouldn't say two. This nerd is good at everything, but he spoils this violent girl too much.

Liang Zi smiled and said, "Ah Long is a sixth-order elf, he is quiet by nature, he is not moved by external objects, and with his high strength, he is also one of the top ten masters in Luojia City. It was only fitting for him to keep this painting. If you're a loser, ......."

"But ......"

Ye Jianzang was still worried about something, and at this time, a sentence suddenly came from the side: "Ah Zi, eldest young master...... What are you talking about?" (To be continued.) )