Orochi Longevity

The snake spewed a puff of blue smoke from its mouth. In the smoke, a layer of transparent ripples appeared on the painting of unknown leather, spreading like water waves.

The ripples became more and more intense, gradually turning into a puddle of water-like substance.

"Hiss."

The snake uttered a few chirps, poked out its black snake head, and swam in the direction of the ripples.

Then, it actually submerged its head directly into it and got in!

"……hiss!"

The snake twisted its body, and its tail swept across the surface of the ripples, causing tiny ripples.

The wave-shaped ripples gradually spread, enveloping the scroll, causing it to float in mid-air.

In this way, the snake went straight into the painting and entered the world in the painting.

Seeing this situation, the girl couldn't help but smile.

For ordinary people, it is quite difficult to hide in a painting.

But for snakes, it is not impossible.

The snake is originally the body of the willow fairy, and its fairy altar is a landscape painting, and it also has magical powers hidden in the shadows.

Naturally, he has mastered the magic method of painting.

For it, this painting is tantamount to opening the door! The girl didn't think too much, and stepped into the painting with half vigilance and some anticipation.

The leather painting seemed to be held hostage by an invisible force, suspended in the air, and floated like being blown by the wind.

Strands of blue smoke spewed out from all sides, like a fairyland, and like a sinister.

When the snake and the girl disappeared into the painting one after another, the portrait suddenly lost all its strength and hit the ground heavily.

The room suddenly returned to silence.

...

...

In the picture scroll is another world.

Snakes meander across a vast grassland. Its huge body rolled on the grass, crushing the surrounding grass blades.

Suddenly, its body stopped, standing motionless in place.

Not only that, but the girl beside it also froze.

"This is……"

She looked blankly, looking around, as if she didn't know where she was.

"Is this an illusion?"

She guessed that the girl's eyes were full of confusion.

It was the first time for her to enter the world in the painting, but she discovered that the world in the painting was actually the same as the real world.

The grass on the ground has the same touch as the grass outside, soft and crisp.

When crushed, it also emits a unique aroma of earth and plants.

The same goes for other things.

She can hear the chirping of cicadas in the grass, smell the fragrance of flowers, and see butterflies dancing among the grass...

These lives are so vivid that the girl was a little astonished. Even the snake raised its head high, looking suspiciously at everything around it.

Snakes once inhabited landscape paintings and had their own place of belonging. It has been included in paintings many times.

Seeing the scenery in this painting, it was more surprised than the girl, and even couldn't help spitting out the snake letter and neighing a few times.

The world in the landscape painting of Liujia Village is a world of ink and wash, filled with smog and nothingness.

It is not so much a painting as a dead space, desolate and cold.

But here it is very different.

Here the green grass is luxuriant and full of vitality.

The sky is as blue as gemstones, the clouds are like cotton wool, and the warm light of the sun on the grassland makes the grass grow vigorously.

The scenery here is as beautiful as a fairyland in a fairy tale.

"call--"

The wind passed by, and the snake spit out the letter, feeling everything around it, and narrowed its eyes.

...It found that the wind here is no different from reality.

Isn't this equivalent to opening up a new small world in the painting?

How can a painting achieve such a level?

This painting is not simple, and the person who painted it must not be simple either.

The snake's icy eyes showed vigilance, scanning everything around it.

The girl was also attracted by the scenery here, staring blankly at this scene. Her heart was pounding hard, her cheeks were slightly flushed, her lips were tight, and her eyes were bright and full of joy.

The scenery here is really beautiful.

This mountain is really beautiful.

Quiet, but vibrant.

The girl's heart beat slowly, and her eyes became vivid.

She couldn't help walking forward, stretched out her hand, stroked the green grass in front of her eyes, sniffed the refreshing fragrance, and felt that her whole body was intoxicated.

She had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this place, as if, as if she had been to this place before.

"Hiss~"

The whisper of the snake came from the ear.

Only then did the girl free herself from the intoxicated state, and looked sideways at the huge black snake.

I saw it entrenched on the grass, and the snake head was looking around with a scrutiny and vigilance.

"hiss--"

The snake moved its body suddenly, as if sensing something, the snake's pupils narrowed into a line.

"above."

An indifferent voice sounded in the girl's heart, and the girl looked in the direction indicated by the snake, and saw a small house on the flat halfway up the mountain.

There seemed to be a vague figure, looking up and down, looking at them.

At this time, the girl looked over, and the figure immediately shrank back and disappeared.

someone!

The girl's spirit was shaken, and she immediately planned to use the ground escape technique to escape quickly, but found that in this world in the painting, she seemed to have returned to the beginning, completely turning back to an ordinary person.

"hiss!"

The snake made another sound to remind, looking very dignified.

It also found that its own magical powers were limited.

The girl gritted her teeth: "I know."

She turned around, looked up solemnly, and then stretched out her hand to let the black scaled snake climb up her arm and wrap around it.

The girl walked slowly up the mountain road, and then climbed firmly towards the halfway up the mountain.

The snake hovered over her left arm, the snake body was retracted, and the guard was on her right.

"rustle."

Footsteps on the withered yellow leaves on the ground made a slight sound, and birds flew up and landed on the branches in the distance, chirping.

The girl held her breath and moved forward slowly. Finally, she saw the outline of the small house.

She focused her attention, clenched her hands into fists, and approached the house vigilantly.

"...you...you...who exactly are you?"

"...Why, you can come in..."

At this moment, a trembling voice suddenly sounded.

The girl was startled when she heard the words, followed the sound, and suddenly saw a fat man curled up in a ball in the corner, trembling.

It's Niu! If nothing else, it should be the real Aniu!

The girl was overjoyed, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief:

"...A Niu, don't be afraid. I'm here to help you."

She relaxed, and walked forward in a soft voice.

However, the fat man named A Niu did not feel at ease because of this, but became more fearful and trembling all over his body.

"...No, don't come here."

"... Bad guys, you are all bad guys!"

A Niu hugged his head, avoiding her approach.

The girl frowned.

Although she is kind, she puts more emphasis on her own goals:

"A Niu, I won't go. Tell me... who is Weaver?"

The fat man shrank aside, still not speaking.