I, The Occult Painter, Draw The Truth

The open space in front of the No. 3 Primary School in Qingshan City.

Chen An looked at the little red flower in the little girl's hand, pursed her lips, was silent for two seconds, and then smiled:

"Is it the little red flower that the teacher rewarded for doing well in Jingjing's class today? 99

The little girl's eyes were red and her shoulders twitched.

Nodding, "Hmm".

"The teacher said that Jingjing is great...but the little red flower is wrinkled, and Jingjing wants to show it to... my brother..."

Even during the previous deep sleep, Jingjing always held the little red flower and never let go.

Mysteries naturally also noticed the little red flower.

However, since the little master wants to hold it, they will definitely not touch the little master's things.

"Okay, brother sees it, Jingjing is great!"

Chen An's smile became more intense.

It was only at this time that his tense spirit was relaxed.

In fact, it's okay to be tight, Chen An didn't feel much, and now he relaxes, and suddenly, a rush of darkness flooded in.

Blood loss, coupled with the exhaustion of running, coupled with excessive mental overdraft, coupled with just too tight.

It is a miracle that Chen An can persist until now.

Chen An's body immediately fell to the side, but just halfway down, Chen An forcibly supported the ground with his hands.

The little girl was startled, and then noticed that her brother's left arm was covered in blood. She was so scared that her face turned pale, and her tears flowed down again...

"Brother, you...brother woo...your arm...woooo..."

With all her strength, the little girl supported Chen An's arm on the ground, crying.

"It's okay... bro it's okay..."

Chen An forcibly suppressed the dizziness in his brain, and his lips turned white.

He looked at his sister and smiled: "Jing Jing, do you know what just happened?

Jing Jing had red eyes and said that she had a dream in which her brother was going to leave her, she was very scared, she really wanted to go home, but it was so far away that she didn't dare to leave...

Chen An listened carefully beside him.

He believed what his sister said.

However, he actually wanted to know why so many people were unconscious here.

——Judging from the quiet situation, those people lying behind should also be in a coma.

Moreover, among the comatose people, there were still so many fully armed official fighters.

This made Chen An unable to help worry about his sister's body, whether there would be any hidden dangers...

My sister started to cry while talking.

As if recalling something bad, he looked at Chen An with red eyes from crying:

"Brother, Jingjing will be very good in the future, Jingjing will not make brother angry... Brother, don't leave Jingjing, okay... woo woo..."

Chen An laughed, "Okay, just now my brother has said that he will never leave Jingjing, isn't my brother here to bring Jingjing home...'

With that said, Chen An reached out and grabbed Jing Jing's hand.

He wanted to stand up.

But the next moment, endless darkness suddenly poured into his eyes, his body softened, and he fell down...

to this moment.

Chen An also finally reached the limit.

My body can't take it anymore...

not long ago.

In the shadow plane, several figures gradually emerged in the open space in front of the gate of the Third Elementary School of Qingshan City.

They are Mr. Mask, Succubus, Flame Bear and Devouring Vine, as well as Qiqi and Xu Xiuqin.

As for the blue-black tentacles, they obviously returned directly to the heights of the Shadow Plane...

This is the plane of shadows, empty and dark, with thick and huge clouds floating in the sky.

That "eye of the old days" is staring at the mysteries of the earth, without emotion...

In the distance, there is a floating ocean of air in the sky, with a pair of empty eyes staring at the earth.

Mysteries have adapted here.

As for Xu Xiuqin, who entered the shadow plane for the first time, she was obviously a little uncomfortable.

She was originally a human being, but after experiencing the pollution source event, she transformed into a pollution spiritual body, and then forcibly changed her own pollution attributes through obsession.

Therefore, Xu Xiuqin is a bit difficult to characterize at this moment, and belongs to a relatively special existence.

But no matter what, she still belongs to an ordinary human being from a psychological point of view at this moment.

So, coming to such a world, the shock in her heart can be imagined!

"Is this the plane of shadows...

Xu Xiuqin subconsciously held her daughter tightly, as if she was afraid that her daughter would wander around and be in danger.

That is the instinctive mentality of a mother who subconsciously wants to protect her daughter in a dangerous situation.

"Mom, don't be afraid, Ananda and Ajiu are very friendly..."

Kiki held her mother's hand lightly.

Xu Xiuqin's beautiful face showed helplessness.

Yes, she still wanted to protect her daughter, but it was her daughter who was comforting and protecting herself...

After returning to the plane of shadow, Mr. Mask's eyes showed seriousness, and he immediately opened a space window.

Outside the window, is the real world.

In the open space of the real world, the little master is lying on a "bed" made of twigs swallowing vines and the soft fur of a flaming bear, sleeping soundly.

"Does the little master feel too hard..."

The succubus said with some concern.

Mr. Mask wanted to shake his head and be silent for a while, but he finally said: "Maybe, but we... have no choice, we can only make the little master aggrieved..."

The succubus pursed his lips and nodded helplessly.

Now, all the mysteries have to do is to wait for the final arrival of the Creator...

"I hope the creator will come over soon..."

Mr. Mask whispered.

At this time, the distorted syllables from the old days resounded in the mysterious hearts again:

"Creator, injured..."

"what?!

Mr. Mask was startled and looked up at the old days high in the sky.

Because of the sentence "The creator is injured", all the mysteries suddenly changed!

That appearance is even more angry than when I heard the little master panic and cry before!

The creators, their creators...

It was injured!

This is simply an unforgivable sin!

Who is it that hurt the creator?!

The flaming bear and the devouring vine are the most irritable, and at this moment they can't help jumping out and tearing the imaginary enemy to pieces.

The succubus also has a pretty face and is cold, staring at the old days in the air, waiting for the follow-up...

If anyone dares to hurt the Creator, then she will never die with anyone!

The Creator is her supreme exaltation!!

Even Little Kiki!

At this moment, his eyes widened and his mouth pursed.

Apparently angry too.

If need be, she will immediately fight for the Creator, even if she is only a child...

But in fact.

Although Qiqi was created by the Creator and looks like the weakest one, she still possesses abilities that cannot be underestimated.

Among the mysteries, the most calm one is Mr. Mask.

Because he was keenly aware that the old days in the sky were not as angry as the other mysteries, obviously things were not as bad as they thought.

Sure enough, the old voice transmission soon resounded in the hearts of the mysterious people:

"The Creator is in a bad state..."

"The Creator is in a bad state..."

This old saying has apparently explained the reason for the creator's injury.

It must be in poor condition, and the creator was accidentally injured on the way.

The mysterious people looked at each other, the anger disappeared, and there was only a deep worry in their hearts.

But for some reason, they must not appear in front of the Creator at this stage...

This makes all the mysterious people extremely helpless...

Mr. Mask comforted in a timely manner:

"Don't think too much about it, I'm going to see the specific situation of the Creator...

After speaking, Mr. Mask walked alone towards the road where the creator came from in the distance.

He can open the space window at any time, so he can see the real world situation at any time.

The other secrets also wanted to follow, but the little master was still here, and for a while, they got into a tangle.

"Wait, we have to believe in the creator, the creator will be fine..."

Finally, the succubus said helplessly.

In fact, she knew that it would be useless even if they all passed away.

After all, they can't show up...

In the process of waiting, all the secrets were a little anxious, including Xiao Qiqi.

Next to her, Xu Xiuqin stroked her daughter's black hair and comforted: "It's okay, Qiqi, your creator will be fine..."

Qiqi pursed her lips and gave a soft "um".

Xu Xiuqin's face was slightly pale.

Because of her daughter's reminder, Xu Xiuqin didn't keep looking at the sky just now.

Just a quick glance and then look back.

Even so, the spiritual influence from the old days and Ananda Shesha still made her feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, neither of the two in the air was hostile.

Otherwise, you don't need to do anything else, just use mental suppression, and you can forcefully crush Xu Xiuqin's spiritual body.

until it disappears!

Xu Xiuqin was more and more puzzled by all of this, and at the same time, she was more curious and awe-inspiring about the existence behind it, that is, the creators in the mysterious mouths such as Mr. Mask.

In fact, Xu Xiuqin also has her own judgment in her heart.

After all, although the appearance of my daughter made me very happy, it was indeed a bit strange, and it was very coincidental that she appeared at the appointed place...

Combined with the fact that the little master in the mouths of Qiqi and others was actually the younger sister of the young painter, Xu Xiuqin already had a great grasp of the accuracy of her guess.

Now, listening to Qiqi and the others, that creator is on his way...

Therefore, Xu Xiuqin patiently waited for the appearance of the creator...

She wanted to see if the creator was really that young man...

time flies.

Before long, Mr. Mask returned.

Although Mr. Mask still had a smile on his white porcelain mask, his eyes were full of worry.

He came silently beside the secrets.

Then, he (Zhao Dehao) opened a space window, and the real world in the distance was reflected in the eyes of the mysterious people...

The secrets only saw a staggering figure running towards this side from a distance...

The figure was very anxious, and while running, he was quickly looking for something...

The moment when you really see that figure!

Xu Xiuqin's eyes widened slightly...

Sure enough, it's really him...

The creator of Qiqi and the others is the young man, the young painter, the handsome young man who promised to give him a portrait of his daughter...

this moment.

Xu Xiuqin didn't know how to describe the feeling in her heart.

She pursed her lips first.

Immediately afterwards, on her beautiful face, there was a touch of sincere gratitude from the deepest part of her heart...

ps:

The little author is about to be sprayed to the point of autism... Xin...

In fact, in the comment area, all the guesses about the protagonist's identity are wrong...

Everyone, please don't preconceived that the protagonist should be the kind of existence who will die at a glance...

What is the identity of the protagonist, why does he have the ability, and why he is now a completely ordinary person, and why the protagonist cannot currently know the existence of his creation... and so on.

These things, the little author has already set up in the outline a long time ago...

In fact, the protagonist is not at all the identities mentioned in the comment area...hey...

Sorry for being a bit verbose.

Thank you for your patience in reading...