But he saw the man turn around, and draw his bow sideways again.

Raise your hand and three more arrows were fired.

An arrow pierced two firebirds, or cut off their heads, or broke their wings, and all the firebirds in sight fell.

Li Gu's eyes froze, and his gaze looked at the top of the mountain.

Then he hurried towards the mountain.

The painter was stunned and stroked his beard.

Then the pen was written.

The mountain spirits and beasts are all in the painting, vivid, and the last stroke falls on the eye.

"Roar!!"

The sound of a tiger's roar came from the painting.

Then he saw a tiger leap out of the scroll and go straight to the man who came up the mountain with a bow.

Li Gu raised his hand and shot an arrow.

The tiger dodged sideways, and the arrow pierced the trees on the side, but it did not hurt the tiger in the slightest, and the arrow in this mountain did not have an advantage.

The tiger is the king of the mountains, and he is naturally not afraid.

"Roar!"

The mountain lord roared, and a few people who stepped forward and gradually approached the man who was holding the bow.

saw Li Gu suddenly pause.

His gaze suddenly rose to the top, and murderous intent emerged.

Stretched out his hand and drew the arrow, put it on the bow, and pulled it away violently, aiming at the tiger that was jumping back and forth in the mountain stream.

As the hand that drew the bow was released.

The sound of breaking the air sounded again.

"Poof......

The tiger pierced behind a tree.

Who seconded that arrow actually pierced the tree directly.

"Crackle!"

It was as if the tree had been split in half and a hole had been cut out.

The arrows haven't stopped.

"Poof!!"

After passing through a tree again, the tip of the arrow stabbed the tiger in the head.

Half of the arrows poked out of the trees, and the tiger hung in the air.

With the whimper of the tiger, it was out of breath in the blink of an eye.

"Bang ......"

With the tiger's death, it turned into a puddle of ink and fell.

Li Gu stepped forward and saw the ink on the ground, and immediately understood.

"I see......"

He looked up at the top of the mountain.

But I saw that the gray-haired man with the white beard was smiling and looking at him.

The painter put down his pen and drew an auspicious cloud.

Then he stepped up and floated up with the scroll.

Li Gu hurriedly pulled his bow and wanted to knock it down.

Unexpectedly, I saw the painter raise his hand and fall, and between the brushstrokes and ink, it attracted a dark cloud.

"Boom la la ......"

A drizzle of rain is falling.

Li Gu was shocked and looked back.

"Not good!"

Fire doesn't burn, rain works.

It was still two days away from the barracks, and if the grain and grass were soaked in the rain, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hold up the tarpaulin! Hold up the tarpaulin!! ”

The soldiers moved very quickly, but the rain came suddenly, and I was afraid that something big would happen.

Seeing this, Li Gu paused, but this time he picked up his bow and did not fight his sword.

He closed his eyes and let go of his hand the moment the raindrop fell on his cheek.

"Stretch!!"

A bowstring shook.

In an instant, the rain seemed to have stopped.

In the blink of an eye, the rain seemed to flow backwards into the sky.

The raindrops poured back like arrows.

And above the heavenly dome, the clouds seemed to be cut in half, revealing a ravine, from which the light was sprinkled, and the rain separated the grain carts in the mountain stream.

Li Gu breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to the grain and grass.

The general dismounted and arched his hand: "Meet Mr. Li." ”

Li Gu waved his hand and just asked, "Is the grain and grass okay?" ”

"Thanks to Mr. Li, the grain and grass are fine."

Li Gu sighed and said, "Hurry up, these people can't make a plan, they must have a backhand, we can be as fast as we can." ”

"Yes!!"

The grain truck began to move at full speed, not daring to delay any longer.

Li Gu returned to the carriage, and his mind couldn't help but think of the painter.

The painting is real......

What a good means!

In the same way, a memory comes to mind.

That was when he was still a mountain bandit when he was a teenager, and when Mr. Tsing Yi was in the beginning, a stone almost killed him.

At that time, he knew that there was a sky outside the sky, and there were people outside the people, and then he asked for advice everywhere, asked people, asked martial arts, asked immortals, and finally realized that he got this longbow and the method of bows and arrows.

This is the first time to show his edge, but he met such a powerful opponent.

The grain cart went out of the mountain stream.

But when the general took two steps, he felt that something was wrong.

"Stop."

After ordering someone to summon the map, take a closer look.

Looking at the road in front of him again, the general frowned.

"It's not the right way......"

Li Gu saw that the team stopped, so he asked again.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Li, this road seems to be different from what is shown on the map, and it is also different from what I remember."

Li Gu frowned after hearing this.

He looked carefully, but he noticed a difference, just now the painter invited a rain, but the grass and trees on the left side of the road in front of him were stained with rain, but the right one did not see any rain and dew.

Li Gu raised his hand and drew the knife in the general's hand.

"Groan."

Stride forward and slash with a knife.

But I saw that one cut off a weed, but the crack was black.

Li Gu stretched out his hand to wipe it, put it in front of his eyes, and sniffed it again.

"Sure enough, it's ...... ink"

As he spoke, he got up again and cut down all the weeds in front of him.

These weeds turned into puddles of ink.

And now there is also a road, and this road is shown on the map.

The general stepped forward and was shocked when he saw this scene.

"Mr. Li, what kind of means is this?"

Li Gu sighed lightly and said, "It's an extraordinary painter's doing, it's a bit troublesome now, and you have to be careful all the way next." ”

Li Gu didn't dare to slack off any longer, so he simply asked the general to lead a horse, and he led the way.

Along the way, he was tempted.

A few falsehoods, a few concealments, were found by him one by one.

But as they walked, they still lost their way.

The generals kept looking at the map, not right here, not right anywhere.

But right now, half-truths and half-truths, truths in falsehoods, and truth in falsehoods.

Even Li Gu couldn't tell the difference.

At this time, he realized that the artist's power was not in the beast and firebird, but in the illusion between truth and falsehood.

"Mr. Li, we have completely lost our way......"

"Why is it so ......?"

Li Gu couldn't understand, he lowered his head and pondered, but his eyes were looking at the shadows of the trees on the ground.

He was stunned and stunned, and then reacted.

"The sun?"

He raised his bow and shot an arrow at the sun he saw.

Under the disbelieving gaze of the general, he saw the arrow but saw the sun piercing a hole.

The sun was dim, and the broken spots seemed to show the corners of the paper.

It's a round of holidays!!

It is also because of this that they have lost their east-west direction in this forest.

"What about the real sun?"

Li Gu's mind sank, but he didn't understand how the painter did it.

Where did the real sun go?

In a trance, he remembered the time when the painter left.

That one rain!

That cloud!

"So, he did it at that time......"

"It's a cloud!"

The painter painted the clouds, obscured the real sun, and replaced them with a round of holidays, so that they could not find their way.