Soul Painter

March, April, May, June passed in Provence.

Winter goes to spring.

Provence in July.

The lavender fields were re-covered with purple satin.

It is the most beautiful season of the year in Provence.

It was not until one day in July that Gao Fan suddenly realized that the lavender fields had bloomed again before his eyes.

At that moment, the aroma of lavender suddenly poured into Gao Fan's nose.

When Gao Fan walked out of the church, he was so thin that he seemed to be only a shadow, and his expression was a little dazed. Anna, who walked out of the church behind him, was also thin, but her expression was full of calm and serenity.

At this moment, there are more than Gao Fan and Anna in the unnamed manor. Some people are wandering in the flower field. They came to the manor one after another in July. Gao Fan didn't know their arrival, and they didn't dare Disturbing Gao Fan's creation, until now, when they saw Gao Fan, they would nod their heads from afar, as if they were already familiar with each other.

Gao Fan is indeed very familiar with them. There is a black singer, a white director, and a white female singer. Their fame and works are already famous all over the world. Still in good health to help them and muddy old George.

The murals in the church are nearing completion. The members of SUN CLUB can already see its whole picture from the video. Even though everyone knows that the artist’s charm cannot be appreciated from the camera, the world depicted by those murals is still vast and powerful. Fascinatingly fascinating - Gao Fan not only portrays God, but also depicts a world where God lives.

The members of SUN CLUB flew around the world and arrived in Provence. When the painting was completed, there would be a grand sacrificial ceremony, which was the dream of most of them all their lives.

Gao Fan didn't care about these things, he just saw that his sanity value had dropped to 70. Months of creation, while tiring his mind and body, also greatly reduced his ability to resist the milk cat's mighty power.

And the lower the sanity, the closer to the great existence, and the explosion of inspiration has become the norm. Not only can he see the eyes of the milk cat in the process of artistic creation, but even in his dreams, the milk cat follows him closely.

Mi Mao seems very satisfied with Gao Fan's creation.

Gao Fan can see the traces of the explosion of inspiration in the clear sky of Provence at this moment, and when he stares at these traces, he seems to be able to see the sky like a galaxy, and the eyes of the elk cat, which has the ultimate beauty in the world, are coming from the galaxy. At one end, from the end of time and space, looking towards him...

But Gao Fan only hoped that the old man would distance himself from him, at least until the portrait was completed, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether he would go crazy first or this masterpiece would be completed first.

"Congratulations first, this is a great work enough to be recorded in the annals of history." George Baselitz walked up to Gao Fan and congratulated Gao Fan.

At the same time, old George also looked at Anna in relief. Anna's calm eyes at the moment made him very happy. He knew what this girl had gone through because of her talent, and he said with relief: "Great art and creation have refined your soul. "

"I just learned to observe human beings from another perspective, which is very interesting." Anna said with a smile, she smiled like Gao Fan.

George Baselitz saw a trace of pity in Anna's eyes, which made him a little uneasy, so he hurriedly stepped aside, showing a middle-aged man brought behind him.

"This is Lu, an installation artist."

Following George Baselitz's introduction, Gao Fan focused his slightly dazed attention on the middle-aged man, and immediately he noticed the abnormality of this 'Lu'.

He is about forty years old, his temples are slightly stained with frost, and he looks very handsome. He is the kind of handsome uncle who will fascinate little girls, but appearance is not important. Gao Fan feels a strong mystery from him. Gao Fan has never seen mystery It will be condensed so heavily on a person, in Gao Fan's inspiration, the mystery of his body has become like the essence, shining brightly behind him.

That made him look like a god with an exploding galaxy on his back.

Gao Fan can rarely feel the mystery in a person, unless the person is using the old seal, command spell or law, but 'Lu' itself is like a walking command spell, such a human being can still be alive ? Isn't it time to enter the abyss of pollution?

"My name is Lu Tiaoyang. You may not know me, but I know you because you and my daughter are good friends. Her name is Lu Zhi." The middle-aged man smiled at Gao Fan.

"Lu Zhi... her father?" Gao Fan's eyes widened in an instant.

Lu Zhi's father, a senior investigator of STK, and more importantly, the husband of Aunt Mi Mao, may be the first man in history to have a child with Mi Mao!

hush~

Lu Tiaoyang winked at Gao Fan, and said, "If it won't disturb your creation, can we talk alone?"

"Okay~" Gao Fan's interest in Lu Tiaoyang even overwhelmed his desire to create for a moment, which is an extremely rare situation.

The two walked in the sea of ​​lavender flowers.

The few world-class celebrities in the distance, although quite far away from them, watched their every move.

"Because of the 'Stranding Law', I can't stay for a long time. I just came here to remind you, be careful of these crazy artists in Sun Club. If you want to leave now, I can arrange it, but... I see that you don't want to leave either." Lu Tiao Yang said, and then said something inexplicable, "Of course, it's really not a big deal."

"What do you mean...?" Gao Fan didn't understand, "What the Sun Club wants to do, isn't it just a sacrifice?"

"The key is what they want to sacrifice." Lu Tiaoyang said in a strange tone, "But you should be more careful. It's the gravediggers. The gravediggers are about to catch the tail of the SUN CLUB. These old people, although be careful Hiding his whereabouts, but after all, he is an artist, not a fighter."

"What exactly does the gravedigger want to stop?" Gao Fan asked.

"Stop this sacrifice, but I don't think it's worth their anger. Compared with those crazy demon priests, SUN CLUB is the most harmless organization among them. In addition, there is something strange. Why don't the gravediggers What about attacking Ms. J.K directly?" Lu Tiaoyang guessed, "They don't care about Ms. J.'s reputation in the world."

Gao Fan felt that Lu Tiaoyang seemed to be guiding him to a certain answer.

The answer cannot be said expressively.

What is it that seems to be related to the great being, to the end?

Gao Fan thought enthusiastically.

He remembered Lin Senhao's reminder.

So he tentatively said: "The pillar..."

Lu Tiaoyang's expression changed, and Gao Fan suddenly noticed that something seemed to be looking at him. It wasn't the elk cat that watched him every day, but something else that was bigger and more terrifying.

"You kid, you're really a little crazy." Lu Tiaoyang shook his head and sighed, "We can't talk anymore, remember, if you know the truth, you can't tell anyone, otherwise you will encounter disaster."

Um. Gao Fan nodded pretendingly, but he didn't know anything!

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