These nine people only think that this voice is very good, so good that people can't believe that there is such a beautiful sound in the world, but this wonderful sound is full of murderous energy, extremely weird, and it makes people shudder, their hair is open, and they are drenched in cold sweat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone suddenly seemed to have become empty and empty, feeling intoxicated, stupid, stupid, soft-boned, and standing in place like wood.

I saw a red-clothed man suddenly walk on the stage, holding a small red flag in his hand, and came to Du Shenfei, Mai Grandma and other nine people, and said word by word: "You all come with me!"

These nine people were really like fallen leaves in the wind, flowers in the shower, and they couldn't help themselves, without saying a word, lined up in a row, and all followed the man in red forward. This situation is similar to attracting the souls of the dead, and the little red flag in the hands of the man in red is also like a spirit flag.

Straight through a pillar of incense work, the red-clothed man will Du Shenfei, Mai Po and other nine people led to this col in a large piece of flat land, only to see four sharp and thin peaks rising from the ground, high into the sky, these four sharp mountains, a hanging wall mountain road, bending and circling, from the foot of the first mountain to the top of the mountain, the first mountain top and the second mountain top have a narrow stone arch bridge made in heaven to communicate, this hanging wall mountain road from the second mountain top to the foot of the mountain, and so connected to the third and fourth peaks. The walled mountain road forms a closed path between the four pinnacles. This place is called "Soul Leaving Path".

The red-clothed man led Du Shenfei, Mai Grandma and other nine people to the "Soul Leaving Dao", and recited in a low voice: "Wandering souls, don't stay, three souls ascend to heaven, seven spirits enter the ground, quickly go up the ladder, don't hesitate, ten miles away from the soul, endless......"

When these nine people heard this, they were very obedient, with different heights, fat and thin, different genders of men and women, and at this time they lined up in a neat line, walking from the entrance to the winding and circling "Soul Leaving Road" From the foot of the first mountain to the top of the mountain, from the top of the first mountain, after crossing the stone bridge, to the top of the second mountain, and slowly to the foot of the mountain, and then to the foot of the third mountain, to the top of the mountain, and then to the stone bridge, to the top of the fourth mountain, and then down to the foot of the first mountain, and then to the foot of the first mountain, and looking up again......

This way of walking is really endless, and it will not stop until death.

When everyone had walked six laps on the mountain road of the "Soul Leaving Path", they were exhausted and their hands and feet were soft.

At this time, a girl in red galloped up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, but this person was none other than Jiang Xin Qiuyue, just because she met Yang Yusi in the Hanging Dragon Valley, killed Lu Fuhua, and went to look for Yang Yusi, but she was gone, so she had to chase in the direction of Longxing Mansion again, and she was nowhere to be seen all the way, and there was nothing to do, so she had to hang her head and turn back to this Elysium Palace.

Jiang Xin Qiuyue saw a group of nine people on the mountain road, and was curious, so she came to see what was going on, but she recognized that a young girl inside was Yang Yusi, and thought to herself: "This girl, I have a hard time finding you, but you are playing on the ring road back to my house." It's just that she looks so tired, she must have been walking here for a long time, and I don't know how they offended the people of my Elysium Palace, and brought her here with ecstasy, if I don't save her, I will continue to walk here, but I will definitely die of exhaustion. Or accidentally fall off that sky bridge and fall to pieces. These people who traveled with her must also be her friends, and I went to beg my father to spare them. ”

As soon as Jiang Xin Qiuyue thought of this, she immediately ran home, walked through many corridors, and passed through several courtyards to find her father, Jiang Xin Dragon King, ran to the door of the inner house, and asked Menzi, "Where is my father now?"

The sect hurriedly bowed down and said, "Miss, the sect master is in the rain garden pavilion. ”

Jiang Xin Qiuyue ran to the mountain again, turned left, folded right, bypassed countless carved fences, several floors in the east, a few sides in the west, turned many corridors, and ran to the rain garden in one breath, only to see that the garden was full of chrysanthemums at this time, a pavilion in the garden, and Jiang Xin Dragon King was really standing at the stone table in the pavilion.

This Jiangxin Dragon King is very tall, with a leopard head and eyes, a face full of steel needle-like beard, a pair of thick eyebrows and high sideburns, not angry but mighty, revealing the demeanor of a generation of sect masters in his gestures, which is daunting.

This Jiangxin Dragon King turned out to be a reckless man, a fighting man, had to roll and crawl in the shadow of the sword and sword, never liked to read, and when he was thirty years old, he only recognized the word Douda, no matter how earnest his parents were, how many gentlemen were invited to teach him to read, he also went in the left ear and out of the right ear, and returned it to Mr. when he turned his back. However, since his father's death, Jiang Xinlong King served as the sect master of this Bliss Palace, he deeply experienced the distress of not reading and having no culture, and heard the story of Lu Meng's "Shibei Three Days Impressed" and Zhao Pu's "Half of the Treatise on Ruling the World", so he was determined to study hard, so he invited five famous gentlemen to teach him to read and write, write poems and paint.

At this time, the Dragon King of Jiang Xin was standing at the stone table in the pavilion, spreading out a piece of rice paper and pressing it with a paperweight, while whispering softly as if he were self-absorbed: "The world is very leisurely, such as going on a tour, drinking and playing chess, you must find a companion to find the right one. Only the two things of reading and painting, you need only one person, you can compete for a day, and you can live poorly. In the midst of the encirclement and watching the four seas, thousands of years and facing the ancients; the dragon and snake in the pen jump, and the rivers on the paper are rushing. There is no more joy in the world than this. And the world doesn't know, it's a pity. ”

Jiang Xin Dragon King then lifted a tube of brushes, dipped the pen in the inkstone, waved the paper, less than a cup of tea, only to see two cows vivid, ready to come out.

It turned out that he painted a picture of a bullfight, only to see two sturdy bulls fighting each other, one bull bowed its head, its muscles bulged, its hooves spread out, rushed forward, with two sharp horns against the other's belly, the strength was so fierce that it jumped on the paper, and the other bull looked frightened, fell into the wind, and turned around. The whole picture is slightly outlined, and the whole body of the cow is dyed with ink, and the change of ink color reflects the structure of the cow body and the tension of the muscles during exercise. Draw horns, hooves and eyes in thick ink. It seems that the color is simple, but you can still feel the colorful and subtle Mosheng. This kind of painting method is exactly the technique of "ink shading" advocated by the Tang Dynasty painter Wang Wei. The image and movement of the two cows, whether it is the head, body and limbs, as well as the coordination between each other, are very accurately drawn, the demeanor is vivid, and the scene is intense.

Jiang Xin Qiuyue has always known Jiang Xin Dragon King's strange temper, although this person is the sect master of the Bliss Palace, with eight hundred disciples, in the past ten years, he has been obsessed with chanting poetry and painting all day long, and he must not be disturbed when he is chanting poetry and painting, no matter what he does. So I can only wait on the sidelines.

After waiting for a long time, I saw that the Dragon King of Jiangxin looked left and right at the "Bullfighting Picture" he had drawn, and then hesitantly picked up the pen, dipped in ink and painted many fine cow hairs on the two cows, but as soon as he finished painting, he immediately shook his head and said to himself: "Not good! Not good! A good painting is ruined like this!"

At this time, Jiang Xin Qiuyue couldn't help but call softly: "Daddy! Daddy!"