"It's so fragrant......"

"yes, it smells good...... It's like the kind of incense that can only be smelled in a temple. ”

"It's supposed to be there, right? But how can I not feel like I'm stepping on something? It still seems empty. ”

"yes, so do I, I don't dare to open my eyes."

The children were talking to each other with their eyes closed. Edamame Mao shouted, "La-la-la? Are you there? Can we open our eyes? ”

"Uh......" The voice hesitated, and after a long time, it let out an "oops" and said, "Open them all, although it's not the same as before, but it's not the same as before, but it's not fun, right?" ”

After listening to Ladola's words, the children finally dared to open their eyes.

But...... How strange! The world in front of the children's eyes changed, and as far as the eye could see, it was foggy. The world seems to be through thick frosted glass, and it is impossible to see clearly.

"Edamame, are my eyes broken, why are things so blurry?"

Ge Dazhuang's voice came from the right side of Edamame, and he wanted to turn his head to take a look, but found that his head couldn't move.

"Shhhhh The sound of la dola sounded again, and it said, "At Hui Chong's speed, we should be finished soon." ”

"Finished?" The big guys shouted in surprise in unison, and they asked, "You mean we're all in the painting?!" ”

"Yes," said Ladora with a little guilt, "We're already fine, look at Ruofei, it's really miserable!" ”

"Where is Ruofei?!" Edamame asked nervously.

"You'll all be able to see it in a moment. Edamame Hair you look overhead, now you can see it. La Dola replied.

Edamame tried his best to look up, his vision was still very blurry, but almost instantly, he felt a hairy thing pass in front of his eyes, and the world suddenly opened up.

At this time, Edamame no longer had to roll his eyes, and Ruofei appeared in front of him. Oh no, to be precise, it was Ruofei's tail that appeared in front of Edamame's eyes.

Ruofei is the only "lucky one" to appear outside the scroll, but unfortunately, it is turned into a paintbrush by Ladola - Ruofei's tail is covered with ink, and he is pitifully holding a bald monk to paint.

Edamame asked quietly, "Who is this monk?" ”

"Hui Chong," replied Ladora, "he is a famous monk of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he is particularly good at painting. ”

"But what are we going to do when we don't go to the poet, but to the painter?" Edamame continued to ask, "Could it be that he is a good friend of Wang Wei?" ”

"Oops, Edamame, you're dizzy. Wang Wei is from the Tang Dynasty, and Hui Chong is from the Northern Song Dynasty, how can they be good friends. "But you're right. What we are here to experience today is indeed an inscription poem. ”

"La-do-la, where are you?" Edamame Mao could only hear the sound of cheering, but he couldn't see it, and he was very uneasy.

"I'm on your left."

"Left?" Edamame Mao looked at it and exclaimed, "Have you become a peach blossom tree?" ”

"Yes," replied Ladora, "don't make fun of me, look at what you are." ”

"Me?" Edamame looked down and saw that he had turned into a duckling with dark brown fluff.