Inner Demons

However, as he spoke, someone had already walked into the temple.

In fact, it’s not a human being, it’s just… a monster with a human body, right?

Those monsters, Li Yunxin, have never seen them either. They look like resentful spirits—the body is fat, thin, tall and short, and the head is a cloud of mist. There are light azure fog, pale pink fog, and slightly whitish fog. The mist curled up on the shoulders, revealing faintly discernible eyes and mouth. It looks like it’s running around with a call sign, and it looks terrifying.

But although they look scary, what they do is not scary—seeing that they are also wearing colorful clothes, pushing in from outside the hall. Or float in, or move in crookedly. After entering, they went everywhere in the hall.

Su Sheng said, “We are still in the mirror.” After hearing this, Li Yunxin realized that they did not seem to be in this “temple.”

This hall looks like a veranda-there are no doors or windows on three sides, only large pillars. A veil is hung between the pillars, and the veil dances lightly when the wind blows, which is very transparent and cool in summer. At the moment, there seemed to be bright sunshine and a green scene outside the temple. I don’t know when it’s dawn.

There are mats, couches, and low tables in this cool hall. On the table, on the table, next to the summer mat, there are all kinds of melons and fruits, and there seems to be fine wine. There are not only these things, but also some dressing tables, cabinets, embroidered stools, embroidered beds, etc., and so on. Look…It was actually a place for everyone to play in the shade.

And when he looks forward now, he can see a wooden platform in front of him. There are all kinds of colorful bottles and cans on the stage, which should be used for women’s dressing. So I realized…that’s not a wooden platform.

It should be the desktop.

The two of them are now… indeed behind the mirror-behind a dressing table.

The monsters of all colors who hugged into the hall have gathered together in small groups at this moment. Some lie on the couch and blow a cool breeze-it is extremely enjoyable to look at the posture. However, his face is distorted and hideous, making people feel cold.

Some also hold a Qingluo small fan to flap the butterfly. However, his body was bloated and his face was distorted. When I started running, I made the sound of wu wu swallowing, which made my scalp numb.

Li Yunxin saw the spectacle of this group of demons dancing, subconsciously frowned, and almost turned over the palm, about to throw out a few charms that sealed the navy.

But… suddenly a more terrifying face suddenly appeared in front of the two, almost facing them face to face!

There are two colors of gray and pink on that face. It was thickly stirred in one place, as if the skin of a human being melted and solidified. One of the slanted eyes was half the height of Li Yunxin-he realized that since he was in the mirror, his stature must be smaller than the monsters in the temple.

But with this thought, the monster with his face stuck up again to pick up the bottles and jars on the table, and began to dress himself up——

Li Yunxin can no longer see this The human scene turned to look at Su Sheng: “How come there are so many Demons on the floating mountain sky?”

His expression is solemn and his tone is serious. But Su Sheng heard what he said, suddenly laughed heartily up. He laughed and clapped his hands and shouted: “Yes! Yes! Yes! You look like Demon, don’t you?! hahaha-then Chen Yu said I don’t understand the true meaning of painting!”

After saying this, he pulled Li Yunxin’s hand and moved forward–

The two rushed out of the mirror with a bang, and passed directly through the face of the makeup Demon. After he appeared in the mirror, his figure surged, and when he landed, he was already equal to the demons.

Li Yunxin heart shivered with cold, thinking that now I am afraid that I am going to beat the grass to scare the snake —— Is this Su Sheng still when he was the Saint of Floating Mountain? !

He thought this together, and it really happened. As soon as the two appeared in the temple, the demons, who were doing their own things and playing, fell silent. Then-all turned around, staring at these two people!

Su Sheng immediately yelled: “What are you stupefied?! The things I told you to collect, I use them right now!”

It was a cry like wail like ghosts and howl like wolves that suddenly erupted from Demon’s mouth-they all rushed towards the two of them!

If it is an ordinary Demon, Li Yunxin is not afraid of it. But when the scales on the road were torn apart by the seemingly unremarkable little person, he knew that the floating mountain used to be Saint’s residence, and nothing in it should be underestimated. Until now, I heard Su Sheng’s shout again, and my heart stunned—I immediately grabbed dozens of magic charms in his sleeves and spilled them all over the sky!

Those Demons hadn’t even touched the corners of the two men’s clothes, they immediately heard dozens of shouts of various thicknesses: “Huh! Youkai! Let go of my decent master!”

Dozens of little person dropping from the sky, dancing with swords, guns and sticks in their hands, hitting them face-to-face, and fighting the monsters immediately!

Taking advantage of this moment, Su Sheng pulled Li Yunxin again-“Go!”

Look at this, it means rushing outside the Liangdian. Li Yunxin no longer asks whether he will beat the grass to scare the snake. Because he is a smart man, he has slowly realized…something seems to be wrong.

Everything is filled with a weird, familiar, and indeed interesting…absurdity.

So he ran forward with Su Sheng. From where they stand to the outside of the temple, it’s obviously only a dozen steps away that’s all. But it was like dreaming of running in a dream-the more you run, the more you can’t move, and the farther you go, the farther you get from the temple. At the same time, there was always Demon pounced from both sides, so Li Yunxin had to throw out magic talisman to deal with it. After a full one hour in this way, the two talents finally traveled the distance of a dozen steps…

Finally rushed out of the hall!

Then, there was a trance before me.

With a crackle, Li Yunxin and Su Sheng rolled from the wall to the ground. In the meantime, I don’t know what I smashed over, the cups fell over and broke into pieces. The sound of cloth tearing, tables and chairs collapsing, was even more lively than in the Liangdian.

The figure of the two finally stopped—Li Yunxin leaned back against a leaning table and hurriedly reached out to hold it. Su Sheng was pressed down by a chair—but he didn’t scream or exert any force. Just got up slowly and lightly raised the chair. At the same time, observe the surrounding environment and listen to the surrounding sounds vigilantly.

Li Yunxin knew…They should now be in the real floating mountain palace.

Only then observe the surrounding environment.

It’s still night.

Now it’s in the house. Said it is a house, it is also a small hall. The layout is neat and transparent, and it looks like a study room with a hospitality function. The soft light spilled from the roof, and Li Yunxin knew it was the light belonging to the talisman.

The tables and chairs in the house are mostly made of bamboo, and the color tone is also pure and elegant. The doors and windows are wide open, and there are veils on them, which look like the Liangdian has several points of just now. The two of them had just hit the tea table in the north of the house for guests, and they were in a mess.

But when I look up to the other side here, I can see a whole white wall.

There is a large celadon-glazed altar on the wall. Three thin bamboos are placed in the altar, casting a sparse shadow on the white wall. It looks very interesting.

There is another picture on the wall.

He and Su Sheng…it came out of that painting.

The previous mirror was in the painting, which was the exit of First Layer. The monster in the painting is the guard outside the exit of First Layer. And this picture scroll itself is the exit of Second Layer. The painter… almost created a limited Small World in the painting.

There is also a Small World in “The Mist Sending a Slave to Kaidi Mao”, one of the ancient scrolls of the Eight Zhens.

So this picture…

Li Yunxin turned to look at Su Sheng. Su Sheng was righting the chair right now, and looked around at the window again to confirm that no one had spotted them. Then he turned his head and saw the look on Li Yunxin’s face, and then looked up at the painting, a strange smile appeared on his face——

“Ha. You are right. It is Bazhen ancient scroll. One-“Haru Palace Traveling Music Picture.” The exit of our previous journey was in the mirror in this picture.”

After saying this, he put his hands back and walked to the white wall. Staring at the “Haru Palace Xingle Tu” for a while, he couldn’t help but laugh: “Ha, Li Yunxin, come and see, how about this painting?”

There is no lack of surprise in his words. meaning.

And Li Yunxin…actually, he also knows why he asked so.

“Haru Palace Traveling Music Picture” is eight feet long and two feet wide. What is painted in the picture is the Liangdian they had seen before, and the greenery outside the Liangdian. To say that the flowers and trees, halls, cups, and seats are all excellent painters. Li Yunxin has a solid foundation since he was a child, and he is considered a master of painter alone. But seeing these handwritings, I still have to admire in the heart.

The weird thing is…people are not right.

By this time, he can see that those are human beings-because of the angle on this plane, in fact, the light and shade can be vaguely seen. It also knows that the painter actually wants to boldly try new techniques-to draw a three-dimensional effect in such a fine brushwork scroll.

But it seems that the artist does not have a good grasp of perspective and proportions, or deliberately wants to pursue a strange sense of maverick, so they are called those… “people”, which look weird Of the monster.

In fact, it’s called Li Yunxin, thinking of a famous painting in the world he used to—

The Scream by a painter named Munch.

And now there are many others added to this picture. It’s not aside, it’s just the little person drawn by the thin lines he sprinkled before-there are nearly a hundred, densely packed on the painting, it is terrible.

He stood up and walked closer and looked at it for a while, knowing that this is still a painting style-so he had only experienced the familiar absurdity before.

There is no one else in the world for a woman who breaks freely like her.

So lightly sighed: “In fact, it shows his skill.”

He reached out and clicked lightly, but carefully did not touch the screen: “The character should be trying new techniques and It feels. You and me are not as good as hers, so I should not be able to see the beauty. But look at this seat, flowers and birds, vegetation-I can’t reach it anymore.”

Su Sheng turned around Suddenly a very strange smile appeared on his face.