Chapter 132: A Story in a Picture Book
Only this time the picture is accompanied by a confusing sentence.
"My father and mother don't like me anymore, they like the better child! I don't know what I'm doing wrong, it's me who is enjoying all this, the guy who robbed my father and mother's love, and just broke into my life! β
According to what my mother said, that guy's conversation, personality, and cultivation are all proud of her! But I didn't think so at all, and that night I saw him stone a dog to death, and even stepped on it a few times in anger! β
"If I really learn those things according to my father and mother's requirements, then I won't be angry and scold people in the future? Won't you do anything wrong? Will everyone praise me? β
"I don't know the answer yet, but I suddenly think that guy might be quite pathetic!"
Until he finished reading this inner monologue, Ye Fan still felt puzzled.
In the information revealed here, it seems that Xiao Xin has an extra sibling, and that child is more loved by his parents than him.
Ye Fan continued to flip back.
only to find that there were no words in the back, only pictures.
Although there is no language, Xiao Xin's paintings gradually began to contain language, and even these pictures were vividly projected in Ye Fan's mind.
Because he had been living in the city of the Lonely Moon and couldn't leave it, he drew a wider world.
In this world, there will be no death, no sorrow, no quarrels and no violence!
When a person dies, it transforms into all kinds of useful things, such as chopsticks, chairs, and tables!
Xiao Xin showed these paintings to some children of the same age, but those children laughed at him for painting too naΓ―ve, how can a person become chopsticks when he dies?
But Xiao Xin didn't care, he drew another picture, and this time he chose to paint one of himself.
In the painting, I have an amazing IQ, I can learn anything, I can be interested in anything, and I am very loved by my parents!
But this painting was discovered by Xiao Xin's brother, Xiao Xin's painting was burned, and he was beaten.
Xiao Xin was criticized by his parents, but his brother was appreciated by his parents!
Xiao Xin saw this scene in his eyes, and felt endless sadness in his heart, he was thinking, this family may no longer need himself!
He tried to get out of the house, but saw that his father and mother's eyes were no longer on him.
Xiao Xin sighed with emotion, this time he drew a family of three with a quill.
Daddy, mom and mother have another child who is not their own! The brother who is more suitable to stay than himself.
Xiao Xin left home with the picture book.
He walked all the way, but gradually found himself lost, and shouted loudly to the people around him, only to find that no one responded to him at all.
Xiao Xin was suddenly a little scared, this was the first time he left home alone, and he didn't bring anything to eat, hunger and fear hit at the same time.
Xiao Xin was so frightened that he sat on the side of the street and cried loudly.
But he cried for a long time, and no one around him saw him!
Xiao Xin lowered his head, looked at the picture book and pen in his hand, and suddenly felt very guilty and regretful in his young heart.
If only I wasn't willful! At least not hungry and warm beds.
Thinking of this, Xiao Xin suddenly felt angry with the quill and picture book in his hand.
As soon as he lost his temper, he raised the two things in his hand and threw them out.
Smack!
When the picture book was thrown, the sky suddenly turned bloody.
And it was accompanied by countless sounds of yin and thunder.
Countless pedestrians looked up at this scene and fell into a panic!
Suddenly, a meteor appeared in the sky! Xiao Xin suddenly thought of the story his mother told him, and he immediately folded his hands and closed his eyes to make a wish!
At the moment when he closed his eyes, a red meteor fell from the sky and happened to fall on Xiao Xin's picture book and quill.
When Xiao Xin opened his eyes again, he found that the people around him had fainted, and red liquid was overflowing everywhere on his body.
Xiao Xin looked around blankly, then slowly walked to the picture book and the quill, and picked up the two things.
At this time, a weak voice came from a distance, a blind old woman, she trembled and stretched out her hand in the direction of Xiao Xin: "Help me!" I don't want to die yet! β
A large chunk of red liquid was left out of his body.
Xiao Xin walked up to the blind old woman, picked up a quill, and drew a pair of chopsticks on the old couple's outstretched hand.
When Xiao Xin finished painting, he found that the old woman had not moved, but he still smiled: "Don't worry! No one will die! Because I made a wish to a shooting star! β
As he spoke, Xiao Xin slowly opened the picture book again and flipped the paintings back.
"My wish will definitely come true!" After saying this, Xiao Xin's smile also became firm!
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It was until this point that the picture book finally ended.
However, the careful Ye Fan found another strange thing, the back of the picture book seems to have been torn a few pages away!
This made Ye Fan feel scared for a while, because the story in the picture book seemed to imply that this picture book had the ability to turn pictures into reality!
What exactly is the person who took these pages going to do?
Xiao Xin finally became that terrifying look, could it be the person who stole these two pages! At this moment, Ye Fan thought a lot.
At the same time, in the story, Ye Fan also understood that Lonely Moon City was not like this originally, but everything changed after experiencing drastic changes!
Living creatures like Xiaotai may have appeared because of the power of picture books, and as for the evil spirits, it seems that they did not exist in this world from the beginning.
Some of them are intruded from the outside world, but many more evil spirits are formed after the death of people here.
Didn't Xiao Xin's wish come true? Why are evil spirits still born?
Connecting all of this, Ye Fan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.
Seeing Ye Fan's painful expression, Ah Ling immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong?" β
Half a ring, Ye Fan came to his senses and shook his head: "I'm fine!" β
The human bone chair said expectantly: "My lord, did this picture book tell you how to help Xiao Xin?" β
Ye Fan shook his head: "No!" β
When the human bone chair heard Ye Fan's answer, he was immediately frightened and trembled.
If not, wouldn't that be tantamount to deceiving the adult?
If he was angry, would he die with a whimper! The human bone chair thought with some horror.
Ye Fan glanced at the frightened appearance of the human bone chair, and instantly guessed what he was thinking.
"Don't worry! Although this picture book doesn't tell me how to deal with that giant baby spirit, I was inspired by this picture book and I came up with a solution! Ye Fan took the picture book and smiled confidently.
But in my heart, I was thinking, since this picture book has the power to turn decay into magic! Wouldn't that be more than enough to deal with that weird baby!