the last priest

Only a sound of footsteps could be heard behind him. At this time, Cha Wenbin couldn't be distracted at all. It was one out of ten thousand luck that this astrology map could appear. As long as he was a little distracted, it would disappear by a difference of one astrology map.

The footsteps were not the "dong dong" sound that made him feel scared, but a hurried running, and a voice sounded from behind: "Brother Wenbin, I'm coming!"

It was Dashan. It turned out that after the wound on his back healed in an instant, he couldn't stay still. He wished he could join them a minute earlier.Although Dashan has a domineering body, he has been swimming in mountain streams since he was a child, and his water quality is very good. Seeing the two of them enter the big hall opposite him, he would have been unable to bear it for a long time. , I started doing it a long time ago, and now I feel that my injury is no longer a serious problem, I can't control it, I jumped off the lake and swam all the way, and soon I reached the other side and went to the hall, without a moment's delay.

He rushed into the hall and saw that Zha Wenbin was holding the ball, while that kid Zhuo Xiong was staggering with a drunken face as if possessed by an evil spirit, so he ran to Zha Wenbin to ask what happened.

Seeing that it was him, Cha Wenbin hurriedly asked Dashan to draw the pattern on the stone tablet. Dashan saw that the pattern was so beautiful, and the white light appeared in turn, and felt it was strange, so he took the pen and ink in his arms according to Cha Wenbin's instructions , ready to pick up a brush and paint with the lake water wrung off from his clothes.

This painting is a meticulous job, but Dashan is a rough man. He was not taught to read and write since he was a child, and he didn't even know how to hold a brush. Said: "Brother, this kind of strength is what I can do. How can this kind of embroidered things have that ability? It's only made by women." He still didn't forget to defend himself, thinking that those things were done by women .

"Then go and call him!"

Da Shan ran to Zhuo Xiong with a pen and said, "Brother Wen Bin called you, what's going on?"

Zhuo Xiong's face was still flushed, and Dashan became anxious even without responding after shouting a few times, he raised his big hand and slapped him, Zhuo Xiong was immediately slapped to the ground by him, he didn't want to, that guy fell to the ground and knew He still looked the same, with empty eyes and a smirk "hehe" at the bright stones all over the sky, which made Dashan at a loss for a while.

Zha Wenbin was so anxious, Zhuo Xiong couldn't shout at all at the moment, he didn't know what the appearance of this picture meant, but this was the only clue that could connect the whole thing, he thought that if it didn't work, he could only Bring Dashan back.

"Leave him alone, you go."

"Me?" Da Shan grinned at Zha Wenbin while shaking his head, "I'm really not good."

Cha Wenbin became anxious, and shouted loudly: "If you can't do it, you have to do it!" As soon as he drank, the astrology map was really confused, and the pattern instantly turned into a snow-white one, and the hibiscus tree that appeared was blurred, so he adjusted his breathing immediately Trying to calm myself down, after a while the pattern finally reappeared slowly.

Seeing that he almost got into trouble, Da Shan didn't dare to talk back now, so he could only hold the brush to try forcefully. Just as he picked up the brush, suddenly there was a "creak", and the door behind him closed. Cha Wenbin just Feeling the surrounding air condense quickly, last second Dashan was holding a writing brush in front of the stele, ready to try, but this second his hand has stagnated in mid-air.

"Boom, boom, boom," that voice!

Zha Wenbin's ears could hear it clearly. It was a sound that had appeared several times before. The rhythmic beating seemed to be the ringing of a death knell in his ears. In front of the coffin, he waved the evil spirit bell in his hand.

He wanted to turn around and see the owner of the voice with his own eyes, but it was a pity that his whole body was already stiff. Except for his thinking, Cha Wenbin felt that his breathing had stopped at this moment, and he couldn't even feel the beating of his heart. The direction of his eyes Still keeping the upward tilt, he was anxiously looking at the star chart above his head the last second.He really wanted to move his eyes, he could feel the voice staying beside him at this moment, the distance was only an inch away, as long as he moved a little more, he could connect with the owner of the voice.

Cha Wenbin could see the upper part of the stele from the lowest part of his line of sight. He worked hard to focus his attention on that area, and a slender white hand appeared in his vision.

That hand picked up the brush, with a light and elegant gesture, the red cinnabar painting between the raised hands drew simple lines, and the owner of this hand was holding the brush in Dashan's hand.

The brush moved along the hub of the hibiscus tree projected on the stone tablet, without any difference. Wherever the stroke of the brush went, it was a continuous stroke without any pause. If it wasn't for the picture on the stone tablet, others would have seen it It was a master painter who splashed ink on the scene.

Starting the pen, running the pen, turning the pen, and walking the painting in one go. In an instant, a complete picture of the hibiscus tree appeared on the stone tablet, and the sound followed the footsteps of "Boom, Boom, Boom" again. As it got farther away, the astrology ball in Cha Wenbin's hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

Dashan rubbed his head and said to himself in disbelief: "Hey, how did you draw this? I did it?"

Seeing that Da Shan was gesturing in front of the stele with a brush, Zhuo Xiong asked in surprise, "Da Shan, when did you come?"

"Me? I'm behind you. By the way, you also said, what happened to you just now, you didn't respond to what I called you, right, brother Wenbin?" Dashan looked back, and Zha Wenbin was walking towards Walking outside the gate of the main hall, his steps became faster and faster.

"Hey, brother Wenbin, where are you going?" Dashan dropped the brush in his hand and chased after him. Zhuo Xiong just thought it was all messed up, so he didn't remember it at all, so he chased after him with a stick in his hand. go out.

Then Cha Wenbin heard footsteps, and saw a hand painting with his eyes. That hand was obviously a woman's, with a slender and soft wrist, and slender and flexible fingers.He saw that hand finished the painting, and heard the voice pass by his side again, and when he could finally turn his eyes, he turned around and found that the door of the hall was opened again.

Outside the main hall, the calm lake is still there, and the empty corridor can be seen to the end at a glance. There is no one else here except the three of them, and he believes that his eyes have indeed seen a person just now. The back of that is so similar...

The hibiscus sacred tree on the stele is exquisite, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have been able to complete this picture without a whole day's effort in copying it, and the person who made the picture must be proficient in calligraphy and painting.The scales of the hovering dragon god are lifelike, and even the claws of the golden crow bird on the branch are depicted in detail, which is a delicate work that these rough people can do.

Except for Cha Wenbin, Da Shan and Zhuo Xiong didn't know anything about what happened just now. In Da Shan's memory, he was preparing to paint a second ago, and the painting was completed in a second. The two of them were broken, and Zhuo Xiong's broken was longer than Da Shan.

Cha Wenbin touched the picture and said: "As long as it is useful to her, it will always come again, whether it is a human or a ghost, I have nothing to do with her."

"This picture is very similar to that tree, is it Fusang?" Zhuo Xiong asked.

Cha Wenbin nodded and said, "Yes, but there is something extra, this dragon."

The dragon looked similar to the common dragons, with a long body hovering over the tree, with its head raised slightly.Dashan murmured, "I don't know if you don't tell me. I thought it was a snake at first glance." "

Dragon, a legendary fetish, only appears in two places, whether in text or calligraphy and painting works: in the sky or in the water. Dragons can soar through the clouds and fog, and they can also dive into the sea and swim in rivers, seas and lakes. Dragons will appear on trees.

Zhuo Xiong walked around in front of the stele with his chin in his hand and said, "This dragon seems to be missing something..."

"What's missing?" Cha Wenbin asked.

"I think this dragon is very familiar. It is a bit similar to the one on me, but it is different. It has no wings."

Cha Wenbin suddenly thought of something, grabbed Zhuo Xiong's clothes and said, "Take it off, hurry up!"

When Zhuo Xiong's chest was completely exposed, a red tattooed dragon was looming, and as his breathing rhythm accelerated, the dragon became more and more obvious. When the last pair of wings were fully opened, the tattoo had an immediate The feeling of leaving his body and flying into the sky is extremely domineering.

Cha Wenbin's eyes kept switching back and forth between Zhuo Xiong's chest and the stele. The difference between the two except for the presence of wings, whether it is shape, orientation, curved body, raised dragon head and curled beard, Even the scales on the body are almost the same, the two are basically from the same template!

How can the dragon roar to the sky when Yinglong has no wings?There must be a dragon in an excellent tomb, but who can borrow the power of Jinque Cave to jump out of Yin Yang and Five Elements?The answer has come out: Ying Long!

According to the ancient records: the water pheasant turns into a jiao in 500 years, the jiao turns into a dragon in a thousand years, the dragon turns into a horned dragon in 500 years, and the horned dragon turns into a dragon in another thousand years!

Yinglong can be said to be the essence of dragons, so he can grow wings.In the ancient East, there are countless legends about dragons, but there is only one dragon with wings: Yinglong!

Zhuo Xiong put on his clothes and pointed to the stele, "What about the dragon's wings?"

Judging from that painting, the artist did not add wings on purpose, and the naked dragon body could only be entrenched on the hibiscus tree because it lost its wings and could not fly.The hibiscus tree, the gate leading to the Yin and Yang of the Three Realms, is the basis for the rise of Shushan mythology, and it is the only passage to fly from the world to the fairy world with a carriage. Is this dragon that has lost its wings waiting?Wait for it to regrow its wings or wait for its stump to fly?