Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

The direction of the pointer startled everyone, including Chen Xi.

The direction the Qiankun Brush was pointing was actually towards himself?

After a brief silence, the audience immediately realized something, and his gaze passed through Chen Xi to the mountain tomb behind them:

"No way?"

"Could that one be buried inside?"

The audience participated in the process of sealing the curse and knew its power.

"You really didn't see this burial mound moving just now?"

Yang Wei and the others shook their heads frantically, as if their brains were about to spill out: "No."

Everyone immediately realized that the pointer was not pointing at Chen Xi, but at the burial mound behind him.

The audience could understand the pen the audience mentioned; Chen Xi had previously told them that the 0th Forbidden Item was a combination of a drawing board and a pen, but that was all.

"Was this burial mound running naked before we got here?"

"Did we just miss it?"

Yang Wei gave a rather abstract description of something that was absurd but somehow plausible.

"It shouldn't be. The floor here isn't exactly clean, but it has a desolate feel to it, which means that this place is mostly deserted."

The audience offered an objective analysis, then turned their gaze back to the burial mound and took a few steps forward.

Seeing this, Chen Xi quickly stepped forward to stop him: "You'd better not touch this burial mound, no matter what method you use."

The author's excavator is the best example of what not to do. While the audience's extraordinary ability to "daydream" is powerful, the curse of the mountain grave is even more powerful.

The most deadly kind of connection and transmission is the kind that cannot be severed.

"I know..." The audience member was stunned before he could finish speaking, and his expression suddenly changed.

Because when Chen Xi stopped him from moving forward, the pointer's position changed!

Or rather, Chen Xi's position has changed!

On the drawing board, the pointer, which initially pointed forward, now points to the upper left, which means...

Chen Xi's current location!

Although the audience didn't say anything, his unusual reaction and behavior quickly made everyone realize what was going on.

Chen Xi naturally noticed this as well.

He looked at the black pointer on the drawing board in disbelief and moved it step by step.

But this black pointer followed Chen Xi like a shadow.

Chen Xi walked around the audience, and the black pointer followed suit.

The answer is obvious: the pen the audience has been searching for...

It's Chen Xi!

"you......"

"Is this the pen I'm looking for...?"

The audience member asked in a tone that even they themselves seemed a little doubtful.

"I don't know either."

Chen Xi had an honest and simple appearance.

At the same time, it dawned on me why the audience had asked if we had gone in circles here.

When exploring this place earlier, Chen Xi had essentially gone around in circles!

Am I really the Heaven and Earth Pen?

So, is this why the identity of "Sun" ended up in his hands?

But no matter how much Chen Xi thought about it, she still felt something was wrong.

If I really am the so-called "Qiankun Brush", then I must have a special skill or specialty, right?

I do possess a great deal of power, but each of these powers has a detailed source.

They are all acquired through their own efforts or luck; they are not something they are born with.

Chen Xi believes that his only difference is that he is more "eclectic," for example, he can understand the egg pattern on the giant egg.

But what does this have to do with the Qiankun Brush?

It was drawn by him?

But what about the inscriptions in the Dragon Palace and those in the legends of the Dragon God?

Did it write this again?

Obviously not.

Although the legend of the Dragon God does not specifically mention this point, judging from the content, the Dragon God only knew that it was drawn by the Myriad Universes, and it did not find this most powerful forbidden artifact afterward.

It can even be inferred from this that this set of forbidden items was intentionally dismantled by the Black Tower.

The audience looked at Chen Xi with complicated expressions, and finally handed over their drawing boards:

"Brother, do me a favor, and I'll consider it a debt I owe you."

"You're being too serious, bro. Just tell me, as long as it's not going to kill me, everything else should be fine."

Chen Xi readily agreed.

The audience member had saved him once before outside the Black Tower, and just now as well.

Although I don't know if I will definitely die after the curse is broken, there is a certain probability that I will die, and the probability is not small.

By this calculation, the audience saved themselves twice.

Chen Xi is a grateful person.

He already roughly knew what the audience wanted, and he wouldn't just stand by and watch them die.

"Very good, I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

After saying that, he shoved the drawing board directly into Chen Xi's hand with a "smack," and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"To tell you the truth, my actual lifespan is only about one year left. My goal has never changed; I'm still looking for the timeless clock. But now that I can't find it, I've obtained this canvas."

"So I'd like to ask you to draw a counter-clock for me."

"Draw one?"

"Cough cough..."

"Brother, let's put aside whether I am the so-called pen or not, even if I am..."

Chen Xi pointed to herself with her right index finger, giving him a "Am I worthy?" look.

"Do you really think I can draw that?"

"Draw the forbidden item numbered 1, the Reverse Clock?"

"Young man! You must believe in yourself!"

After saying that, the audience member tactically coughed twice, "I really don't think you can draw a true reversed clock, but I don't have high expectations, a simplified version will do!"

"Alright." Seeing this, Chen Xi didn't intend to refuse any longer. On one hand, he wanted to repay the favor, and on the other hand, he wanted to see if he really had the ability of Ma Liang's magic paintbrush.

However, the hope was slim, and Chen Xi did not feel anything unusual when she touched the drawing board.

To him, this thing was just an ordinary drawing board.

"Let me say this first: I haven't studied art, but I'm pretty good at drawing."

Chen Xi's words sounded a bit arrogant, as if he were saying, "My novel hasn't been signed yet, but it's pretty good."

"If you're asking for a painting that's incredibly lifelike, I can't do that."

Upon hearing this, the audience waved their hands dismissively:

"unnecessary!"

"There's absolutely no need for any drawing skills!"

"To be honest, I don't even know what a reversed clock looks like."

"In fact, none of the people I've met know what a reversed clock looks like."

"That's one of the reasons I gave up looking for it."

As the audience member spoke, they pointed to the easel in Chen Xi's hand:

"For things that already exist in this world, you only need to think of their names, and whatever you draw, you can bring them to life."

"Yes, you only need to think about it; you don't need to know what it looks like."

The audience anticipated Chen Xi's words and spoke directly.

Then something else came to mind:

"Hmm~ What's that line? It really suits this forbidden item."

"I suddenly can't remember." Then, as if suddenly realizing something, she patted Yang Wei's thigh. "As long as you miss someone, you'll meet again!"

"Yes, that's the sentence. This forbidden item has that kind of power."

"You beast!" Yang Wei shouted angrily, and then fell silent.

"Can I just draw any circle?" Chen Xi asked.

"OK!"

"OK."

Just as Chen Xi was about to make his move, he suddenly realized a very stupid problem.

How to draw it?

What do you draw with if you don't have a pen?

If I were the Qiankun Brush, according to its structure, wouldn't I have to use my head to draw?

"for you."

The author walked over and immediately handed over a 2B pencil.

"Thanks."

Chen Xi took the 2B pencil and drew a perfectly standard circle on the white drawing board, while silently reciting the name of the Reverse Clock.

"Um?"

Just when Chen Xi felt that nothing would happen, the circle on the drawing board moved slightly!

This slight tremor seemed to connect with Chen Xi's heart, causing his heart to suddenly beat faster.

Is my true identity about to be revealed?

Chen Xi thought to himself.