13 Mink Street

Karen opened his eyes. He was still sitting on the steps and found that there were many people standing beside him.

He is extremely tired now, but he is extremely energetic.

It is the body that is exhausted, and it has reached the critical point of overdraft again, which is a little better than the last time I went to chat with Earl Recar;

Spirituality is the goal. People are afraid of the dark night because it obscures the direction. Once a bright light really appears in front of you, the blackness that was still barking its teeth and claws before will immediately become a boring foil.

"Sorry, just dozed off."

Karen stood up slowly, and Alfred reached out to support Karen.

At this moment, Eunice came over on her own initiative;

Alfred hesitated for a moment, stepped back slightly, and let Eunice take over to support the young master.

"Take me back to the bedroom," Karen said to Eunice.

"Um."

With Eunice's support, Karen returned to the bedroom. He sat down on the edge of the bed first, and Eunice helped him make the bed, then put her arms around him and told him to lie down.

"I'm not that weak." Karen laughed.

"You've been having physical problems recently, so you should pay more attention to rest," Eunice said.

"OK, all right."

Karen lay down and Eunice tucked him in.

"Yes, Eunice."

"What's wrong?"

"Can you borrow a painting set from your father for me?"

"Of course you can, but you can't draw now, at least after you rest."

"Of course, I'm going to draw after waking up. I had a dream just now, and I want to draw it right after I rest. You know, it may take a long time, and I won't remember what it looked like in the dream."

"I see. Before you wake up, I will prepare the painting tools for you. Which paint do you need? Father has all kinds of paints."

"I don't need the paint. I can adjust it myself. Oh, by the way, there is a box in the cupboard over there, and there are three paints in it. Get one for me and give it to your father."

"Father doesn't need it."

"Oh, this is what your father asked me for."

"Really?" Eunice went to the cabinet and opened it. There was indeed a box inside. There were three paints in the box. The workmanship looked extremely exquisite. "Shall I take one?"

"Yes."

"Thank you for my father."

"Not so polite."

"Then you should rest well."

"OK."

Eunice came out of the bedroom with the paint.

Shaoqing,

Pu'er came to the bedroom on a golden retriever, and Pu'er jumped onto the bed directly.

"Karen, you just..."

Karen, who just lay down, turned around and looked at Pu'er.

Pu'er, who was about to ask Karen if she had just completed the divine enlightenment, stopped talking immediately after being caught by Karen's gaze.

Pu'er backed away silently, then jumped off the bed;

The golden retriever also looked at Karen curiously, but that didn't prevent it from slowly approaching the bedroom door following the rhythm of Pu'er.

It's not fear, nor majesty, but an inexplicable meaning. His eyes tell you that he doesn't really want to talk now, and then you consciously don't bother him at this time.

After leaving the bedroom,

Pu'er's eyes widened, and he looked back at the door that Alfred had closed with some doubts.

"What kind of look is that?" Pu'er asked.

The golden retriever shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"So, what kind of enlightenment did the God of Order give him?" Pu'er asked again.

The golden retriever shook his head again.

"Then, wait for him to rest."

The golden retriever nodded vigorously.

Pu'er looked up, looked at Alfred, and found that Alfred was putting his hands on his chest, in a state of intoxication.

"Radio goblin, what are you doing?"

Alfred, who closed his eyes, replied:

"Didn't you realize that the young master's eyes just now were full of clarity and depth.

A great existence has made his way clear;

he will become strong,

He will become great,

He will step forward firmly,

great chapter,

Will set sail at this time. "

The golden retriever stared wide-eyed at Alfred who was immersed in self-movement;

Pu'er smiled and said:

"Has your antenna been struck by lightning?"

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Alfred's mouth;

"What's the matter with your smile?" Pu'er asked.

"Wow!"

Alfred waved his hand, pulled over a chair next to him, and sat down, where he would continue to guard the resting young master.

"In your eyes, the young master is another young Diss;

But in my eyes, the young master has always been a truly great existence.

In terms of loyalty and belief in the young master, you are not as good as me. "

After speaking, Alfred closed his eyes;

He added silently in his heart: Stupid mortals.

Um?

No, it should be:

Stupid beast.

...

Karen, who was lying on the bed, did not fall asleep directly, but kept his eyes open.

He really wanted to draw the scene in his dream,

at this time,

The limitations of the camera are revealed. It can capture the scenes in reality, but it cannot capture your dreams.

That's why Karen asked Eunice to take a copy of the paint that Linda gave her and give it to Mr. Bede;

He knew that Mr. Bede and Linda must be related. No accidents, when he woke up, Mr. Bede would come to him immediately, and then he would ask him to help him recreate the scene in his dream. draw it.

It's just a picture, and nothing else will be involved. Karen also believes that Mr. Bader has the ability to help him perfectly present it.

so,

Do you want to sleep now?

No, I still want to wait;

Karen sat up, picked up the notebook under the pillow, and pulled out the pen stuck on the cover.

Open the latest blank page,

Before writing, he paused.

Because he knew exactly what he was going to write down.

Many times, people's thoughts are free. Although there are sins of blasphemy, it is a completely different concept than falling into words.

When you write down the text, no matter what form it is, the moment you write it down, it is destined to be read by others.

It's just that this hesitation didn't last long. Karen began to write and wrote a title:

"Shenqi, it's actually a hoax."

"People can even deceive themselves, but can't God?"

When writing this sentence, Karen's pen tip hesitated slightly on this text, and finally drew a horizontal line on this text, but did not add the second and third items, did not add this Words are blotted out.

Continue to write:

"God will cover your eyes and tell you that there is a cliff ahead;

God will cover your ears and tell you that ghosts are screaming all around you;

God will erase your limbs and tell you that you are lonely, wandering, and helpless;

God will make you cry because He just has a handkerchief for wiping tears in His hand;

God will guide you to the right direction when you are lost, but never tell you that you are actually walking on the right path;

If, since birth, I told you that the sky is black, the grass is blue, and the clouds are red;

Then, in your cognition, the sky is black, the grass is blue, and the clouds are red.

You are right, because you will say that the sky and the sea are one color, the grass and the shade of trees are one color, and the clouds and white sand are one color.

Therefore, God is not wrong.

When you choose to believe in and honor God,

God is supreme. "

Karen stopped writing, and after a while continued writing:

"God, why are you lying?"

"God, what are you afraid of?"

"God, is it a so-called 'God'?"

Suddenly,

The tip of the pen began to tremble,

It wasn't because the pen was shaking, but because Karen's hands were shaking, and Karen's teeth were also shaking.

He began to take deep breaths,

But the more you take a deep breath, the heavier the feeling of fatigue;

he knows,

I need a break, I need a break.

But Karen still gritted his teeth, pressed his trembling wrist, and wrote the last sentence:

"After I become a god, no one is allowed to follow the same path as me?"

finish writing,

close the notebook,

put down the pen,

Karen fell asleep on one side of her head.

...

"How is Master Cullen?" Old Anderson asked Eunice who was coming downstairs.

"He needs to rest, everything else is fine."

"Oh, that's good." Old Anderson was a little puzzled, "How does the young master's body feel..."

"I think it may be because the young master helped me heal my body, which caused him to be overdrawn." Mike, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said guiltily.

Mr. Bader said: "It should be so."

"In short, the young master must take good care of his body, Eunice, please take care of yourself." Old Anderson instructed.

"Yes, Grandpa."

"Well, everyone, keep busy. There can be no delay in the funeral."

"Okay, father."

"Okay, father."

After everyone dispersed, Eunice caught up with her father.

"Father."

"What's wrong?"

"Karen asked me to give you this paint."

"Oh, paint?"

Bede took the paint from his daughter, and the moment he held it in his hand, his body shook slightly, but he still managed to calmly say:

"When Master Karen wakes up, I will personally thank him."

"He wanted his father to help him paint a painting. I think this paint should be a reward."

"Oh, yes, I see, of course there is no problem. By the way, you need to go to the maid butler to see how they packed the silverware."

"I see, father."

After watching his daughter walk away, Mr. Bader hurried into the basement with the paint in hand, opened the door of his studio with the key, and then locked it immediately.

Servants at home, even family members, would not actually enter his studio, but this lock is not to prevent outsiders from entering, but to give him a psychological hint.

Bader sat down in front of the blank easel, twisted the paint in his hands, and began to match colors on the paint tray. After the preparation was completed, he immediately started painting.

He paints very fast, almost without thinking or pausing. Rather than saying that he is painting, it is better to say that he is washing out the "negatives" in his mind.

soon,

The picture began to appear gradually.

Allen Castle, a simple and atmospheric building;

The key point and the main perspective are at the door and on the steps, a blond young man is sitting, as if he is taking a nap, but his expression is struggling and painful;

There was a person standing in front of and behind the young man, protecting him.

With the deepening of the painting, the image of each character began to become clear. This is actually the perspective of Mr. Bede who stood there before.

Karen sits on the steps "Apocalypse" along with other people standing around.

Even the busy servants in the distance, and even the cat and the dog in the corner were all drawn by Mr. Bede.

At this point, Mr. Bede put down his brush and stood up;

He began to walk back and forth in front of the easel nervously, and even started to bite his nails.

"What's changed, what's wrong, what shouldn't be, what's wrong."

Mr. Bader began talking to himself, as if in some kind of hysteria.

Suddenly,

He walked to a painting covered by a white cloth and lifted the white cloth.

In this painting, the Allen Manor is also painted, but the sky is blood-colored, and the bottom is completely dark.

In the manor, many people fell to the ground, showing pain and wailing. At the window, many people wanted to escape, but were pulled back by an inexplicable thing.

This is a human tragedy, no, the tragedy of Allen Manor.

Behind the castle in the painting, there is a black shadow extending out. It is not clear what it is, but it gives people a strange sense of depression.

It is very tall and long, and it can be seen that black vine-like existences are constantly extending, like tentacles of demons, catching their own supplies.

In the black mist, there were still a few faces that had been completely submerged.

When he saw this painting, Mr. Bede became less nervous, his face calmed down, and his breathing began to become even.

In fact, every painting in the studio has not been signed, because Mr. Bader has no plans to hold his own private exhibition, so naturally there will be no such thing as a stamp.

But on each piece of white cloth, the date is marked in the corner with a pen.

And this painting "The Tragedy at Allen Manor" was created a year ago.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

A smile suddenly appeared on Mr. Bede's face. He seemed very satisfied with the painting.

Then, while laughing, he walked to another painting next to him, and lifted the white cloth on it.

In the painting, it is still the scene in Allen Manor. Everything is normal. The people in the painting are walking and talking and laughing, which is the daily life of Allen Manor.

The smile on Mr. Bede's face gradually faded, but he was still holding on to the smile, and he could clearly feel that he was smiling very reluctantly.

Immediately afterwards,

Mr. Bede walked to the wall and tore away the white cloth on it. It was a picture scroll of Linda summoning the wall god Raliersa.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Mr. Bader began to make some strange noises in his throat, and he began to dance uncontrollably, showing a strange excitement.

This state lasted for a long time,

He opened another painting again, this painting was placed in the corner of the huge studio, and when he lifted the white cloth, there was a scene of a study room inside, a very ordinary study room;

A desk with no one behind it;

But it should be someone's, because the lid of the teacup is suspended in the air, and the pen is also standing up.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!"

Mr. Bader opened his mouth and screamed at the picture.

"He lied to you, he lied to you!"

Mr. Bader began to shout.

"He lied to you, he lied to you!"

Mr. Bader lifted the easel and threw it hard on the ground.

The easel fell apart, but the drawing paper fell.

"He just lied to you, lied to you!"

Mr. Bede knelt down in front of the painting, grasping it tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to tear it apart, but he restrained himself.

"You have taken a detour, this is the doom of your family, even if you already know, you should choose to watch silently.

Just like the changes of the four seasons throughout the year, you don't have to regret leaving the emerald green, and you don't have to rejoice that Xia Yan is away, let alone miss the richness of autumn, and you don't have to escape the coldness of winter;

You care, you don't care, they would have come;

Whether you block or not, they will still go.

You should come out, stand outside, watch it, admire it, and... praise it!

When you no longer have fetters in your heart, your perspective and your brush can present the purest things!

You actually understand these principles, don’t you? "

Mr. Bede tilted his head and held up the picture of the study.

"You have gone on the wrong path, you actually tried to seek help from others in order to avoid the family's bad luck.

He promised you,

but look,

What changed?

Why don't you sit back and finish the painting that you haven't finished just now?

Do you dare?

Do you dare?

When you pick up a paintbrush, you should be fearless, and you should complete your painting in the most realistic way possible!

Instead of running away! "

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

Mr. Bede dropped the painting in front of him, and started to kick down the easels in the studio frantically one by one.

finally,

The painting he had painted after entering the studio earlier was pushed down, and part of the paint on the palette was dumped on the painting.

There are mainly two colors, one is black and the other is red.

The black color completely fell on Karen in the painting, completely covering his body, and then, what was originally splashed and the mass of black spread itself, like black vines, connecting to Karen's side every role.

And the red was sprinkled on it in a large area, dyeing everyone except Karen's black mass.

Mr. Bede stared blankly at the painting,

He didn't intend to finish it, but it was done.

Like a big black tree, it grew out of Karen, and its vines pierced into the bodies of all the people present. Mr. Bede lowered his head and found that his chest was also stained with the paint splashed earlier;

Red, on behalf of blood, symbolizes death.

"Do you think he really wants to help the Alan family? No, he just used the Alan family as a sacrifice for his own grandson, hahahahahahahaha!"

"Only you still believe in him naively, thinking that he can bring the Allen family a chance to eliminate the disaster. Look at it now, look at it now!"

"The original disaster is destined to happen again, but the beneficiary has changed."

"A sacrifice is a sacrifice after all!"

Mr. Bede knelt before the painting, his eyes glazed over.

The paintings he uncovered earlier, if arranged according to the dates on the white cloth, from front to back should be:

"The Tragedy at Allen Manor", "The Study Room", "Linda Summons the Wall God", "Daily Life at Allen Manor", and finally, the one just completed.

"This is a doomed disaster. This is an opportunity God gave you to grow and progress, so that you can have God's vision and courage to appreciate the real scenery of this world!

You have disobeyed the will of God, but God will forgive you, because she has given you a second chance, you should take this... eh? How can it be! "

On the remaining paint in the palette, silvery white light spots began to flow. This light spot is very beautiful and pure. The black stained on Mr. Bede's chest also began to turn into light and dust, like... crystal clear of ashes.

At the same time, in the painting in front of him, the pool of black splashed at the end is rapidly melting, no, it is evaporating.

Karen, who was originally covered under the thick black, gradually became clear again.

After the black in the center was almost evaporated, the black "vines" extending from Karen's position also began to evaporate, because the black lines happened to be involved in everyone's body, so when the black was evaporated along , the red color on everyone's body also began to evaporate.

In the end, the red on everyone's bodies disappeared completely, and the red on other surrounding scenes also faded a lot at this time, creating an atmosphere like a sunset.

Mr. Bede closed his eyes and slowly opened them again. The previous madness and hysteria almost completely disappeared, replaced by a kind of calmness.

In my mind, the scene in the study and the old man sitting behind the desk emerged;

And his eyes fell on the young man in the painting who was receiving divine enlightenment but had a painful expression on his face;

finally,

He pursed his chapped and bleeding lips,

muttered:

"God, don't you make mistakes?"

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