Chapter 4 An Old Picture, a Monster

The night cicada and the rice frog seemed to be in heat, desperately roaring to attract couples.

It's upset.

Zhang Ye didn't know if his parents, brother and sister-in-law would be able to sleep peacefully tonight, but ......

There's a high probability that you can't sleep.

So it was with him.

Although Fang Cai promised his sister-in-law to go into the city tomorrow to ask for help, this was only a one-sided assumption.

He alone knows the suffering.

Although the predecessor studied in the town for a few years, because of his average family background and the countryside, he had a strong sense of inferiority deep in his heart, so he was naturally excluded by his classmates in the town.

In addition, the predecessor was not good at communicating with people, how could he get acquainted with the children of those powerful families?

The only ones who can say two sentences are those one or two friends who are also from the countryside.

People you know can't help.

The people who can help don't have a relationship.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if you find someone to help, how can you get past the god woman's level?

As Father Zhang said, if they deliberately sent Xiang'er away, it would be to completely tear up their faces with the goddess and provoke the prestige of the goddess in Taoyuan Village, will the goddess give up?

How could she tolerate the easy trampling of the prestige she had so hard built up?

After thinking about it, the key point of the problem is still on the goddess.

If the goddess is willing to give up using incense to sacrifice to the river god, then everything will be solved.

But to get the goddess to give up is tantamount to a fool's dream.

It's simply impossible.

"Dog's goddess, you really deserve to be pulled out with a thousand cuts."

Thinking of this, Zhang Ye's resentment towards the goddess has risen to the extreme, and he can't wait to raise a knife to cut the crazy old witch now.

You usually carry the banner of "River God Messenger", and do some things to collect money and lack heart.

But why do you have to seek people's lives and harm people's lives?

Even though the life of a country baby is humble, it is also a living person, and it is also a life born after October pregnancy.

If you simply say, "The river god has a will", they will have to be put in a cage and sunk into the river to be sacrificed to the river god.

That's a living life!

Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?

If there are really ghosts and gods in this world, aren't you afraid that the children you have killed over the years will turn into powerful ghosts and come to you to ask for their lives?

The more he thought about it, the more unjust Zhang Ye became.

The anger in his chest could not be vented.

So much so that he really had the idea of carrying a knife to slaughter the goddess.

The will is very strong.

If the goddess dies, there will be no one to preside over this divine sacrifice, Xiang'er will not be sacrificed alive, and there will be no more children in Taoyuan Village in the future.

The idea of slaughtering the goddess, the more brains are added.

Especially in Taoyuan Village, a poor country far away from the emperor, the emperor can't control it, and the government doesn't want to take care of it, just like the children who have been killed by the goddess over the years, the government never asks.

Therefore, even if the goddess is slaughtered, at most there will be a heated discussion in the village for a while, and it will soon subside.

After all, with what the goddess did in Taoyuan Village, I'm afraid there are few people who don't want the old witch to return to the west as soon as possible.

"But...... Not secure enough. ”

Zhang Ye shook his head and said secretly: "Even though the old witch is old and mature, shaped like dry bones, it seems that a wisp of west wind can blow away, but she has worked hard in Taoyuan Village for so many years, how can she not have a means to save her life?" ”

"My current body is so weak that I can't take a few more steps, how can I use a knife to kill the old witch? If you don't do it, you will be killed by the counter-killing, and you will give away your head in vain. ”

"There must be a foolproof solution, it's just ...... I didn't expect it yet! ”

Zhang Ye paced back and forth in front of the desk, his shadows cluttered in the light.

After a while, Zhang Ye stopped with his back against the desk, his eyes resting on the ink painting hanging on the wall behind the desk, and his mind gradually calmed down.

The content on the scroll is very simple, describing a long picture of green mountains and green waters.

The water surface near is not frightened, the source is long, the mountains in the distance are continuous, the height is staggered, the clouds and mist are swirling, the layers are distinct, and the extension is endless, as if it encompasses the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in this world.

Between the mountains and rivers, a monster that looks like a dragon steps on.

This monster is very large.

There is the behemoth body of an elephant and the flying tail of a dragon; There are the thick legs of an elephant that shakes the ground, and there are also the sharp claws of the dragon, and there are thick trunks and short horns.

It was also covered in dense dragon scales.

It looks like a combination of a dragon and an elephant, and it seems more appropriate to call it a dragon elephant.

I don't know what kind of brain circuit that creator is, how did he come up with it?

The point is, it is not against the peace at all!

The dragon elephant seems to step on the void, the sun and the moon on its head, and its proboscis is like an oven, swallowing the stars in the sky, and the momentum is quite spectacular.

It's heart-wrenching.

The origin of this scroll is unknown, but it seems that it has been hanging on this wall since its predecessor has been remembering.

Zhang Ye also asked his father, but Zhang's father didn't say why, he only knew that he had it in his grandfather's generation.

No further up, there is no way to continue the pursuit.

However, it is enough to show that this painting has existed for a long time, at least fifty years onwards.

But it is also strange to say that this painting scroll seems to be just made of ordinary rice paper, which has not been eroded by the years, and the ink is still as vivid as new.

It's ridiculous.

After all, Taoyuan Village is near the river and the sea, and the humidity around it is very heavy, and if it is replaced by other calligraphy and paintings, the handwriting has long been blurred due to moisture, and even sticky together and cannot be read.

Zhang Ye also studied the painting carefully and found nothing unusual about it.

The only thing that works is to meditate the mind.

Whenever he was restless and restless, he could quickly calm down when he went to look at this painting.

It seems that there is a special magic on the picture scroll, which can attract Zhang Ye to fully immerse himself in the landscape on the picture scroll, and experience the tranquility and open-mindedness of the goodness like water, homeopathic nature.

Just like Fang Cai, Zhang Ye, who was originally upset, saw this picture scroll, his mind was unprecedentedly empty, and his thoughts gradually became clear and calm.

But this time it didn't seem to be the same.

In the past, when I appreciated paintings, I was immersed in heaven and earth, mountains and rivers and couldn't extricate myself.

And this time, his mind seemed to have a slight resonance with the dragon elephant in the mountains and rivers.

It seems to be a kind of unwillingness, aggrieved, wanting to break through this day, step on this land, and jump out of this world.

"What's going on? Is it still related to my emotions? ”

Zhang Ye secretly guessed that he was like a mirror in his heart, knowing that he had murderous thoughts today and wanted to kill the goddess.

It was this killing thought that made him unable to calm down.

Immediately, his eyes focused on the dragon elephant and looked closely.

Slowly, he felt his brain getting heavier and heavier, and his vision gradually blurred, and he suddenly saw the dragon elephant move.

Yes, the dragon elephant really moved.

Move faster and faster.

And Zhang Ye's consciousness seemed to float away from his body, attached to the dragon elephant, and moved with the rhythm of the dragon elephant.

At first, he was a little uncomfortable, but as time went by, Zhang Ye seemed to adapt to the rhythm of the dragon elephant, but he felt that it should be like this, it should be faster, faster, the faster the better, don't stop......

The dragon elephant either stoms on all fours, or runs or jumps, or swings its tail, or has a proboscis jet, or flies into the sky......

Every seemingly simple action will cause the resonance of heaven and earth, faintly, it seems that the stars have fallen, the mountains have collapsed, the rivers have been broken, and the statue itself contains a powerful belief.

It feels like the power of the dragon elephant has gone beyond the scope of gods and demons, and it can go to the nine heavens to catch the moon, and it can go to the five oceans to catch turtles.

Immersed in the dragon elephant and feeling the strength and fearlessness of the dragon elephant, Zhang Ye suddenly had a kind of presumptuous and unruly "If I want to have, the sky does not dare to have it, if I want to have it, the sky is not allowed to have it".