Soul Painter

Studio on the second floor.

Gao Fan opened his eyes.

It was still dark outside the window.

Look at the time, but only ten minutes have passed.

But he has already embarked on a century-old adventure in the halls of his inspiration.

Seems like a magical meditation.

Before the adventure, there was originally a copy of "Red Mansion Fragments" on the solid wooden table in front of him.

Now, this book, which carries the mystery of the one who returns everything to one, is shattered into light before Gao Fan's eyes.

Because 100 years ago, it was eaten by Lin Senhao's army of maggots.

Gao Fan forgot to ask how Lin Senhao managed to use the power of a lower race to consume an old command spell.

But after all, Lin Senhao did not disappoint him.

Look at the city of Boston in your own temple of inspiration.

The city is like a shield, helping Gao Fan resist the mighty power from the one who returns all things.

Gao Fan also concentrated the power of millions of them to join forces with Lin Senhao to fight against Huashu Maozhou.

Today, the houses in Boston are collapsing, the buildings are tilted, and in some places even the entire street has been wiped out. However, many citizens still live normally in the ruins. Little by little, the original appearance was restored, the streets were reconstructed, and the buildings were reproduced, like a group of hardworking worker ants, rebuilding their homes.

As long as the city of Boston still exists in reality, Boston in the hall of Gao Fan's inspiration will slowly return to its original state, because in this city, millions of human souls with Boston blood are bound, and human souls are the most abundant. Every pious thought will become the bricks and tiles to rebuild the city-state on the ruins.

Except for these battle traces.

Gao Fan's mysticism, which he has not advanced for a long time, has also broken through the shackles.

It is currently 33 o'clock, taming "Red Mansion Fragments", experiencing Mao Zhou's mutation, and fighting with Lin Senhao to fight against Mao Zhou who has mutated into a flower tree of light. In terms of inspiration, the improvement is small, but it does make Gao Fan's mysticism go beyond the limit.

After reviewing these.

It was the most exciting moment for Gao Fan.

Look at the time, it's 2 o'clock in the morning.

Gao Fan knew that now was not the time.

But he bought a train ticket anyway.

The train ticket at 5 o'clock in the morning, when arriving in Pingshi, it was nearly 6 o'clock, and then arrived at the destination by car, it was almost 7 o'clock, and it was time to get up there.

"Let's go to witness a miracle~" Gao Fan hugged God and rubbed his face repeatedly on it.

Meow~ God is so disgusted that he pushes Gao Fan's face away with his paw with pads. Recently, Gao Fan has paid too little attention to the black cat. God has some opinions.

...

7 o'clock.

Gao Fan knocked on Feng Yuan's door on time.

He was also carrying buns, soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks, for four people.

Among these four people, Gao Fan, Feng Yuanren, Feng Baobao, and Feng Yuan were naturally included.

Gao Fan had already destroyed the "Red Mansion Fragments" 100 years ago.

This command spell indeed disappeared in front of Gao Fan, so Feng Yuan should not be 'eaten' by the command spell again.

After a few minutes, the door opened.

Feng Baobao appeared at the door, her face was pale, it was obvious that she had experienced too much sorrow during this time, when she saw Gao Fan, she frowned, a feeling of rejection spontaneously arose.

Although Feng Baobao knew very well that Feng Yuan's death was not directly related to Gao Fan, but Gao Fan claimed to save Feng Yuan, but he failed. I have to give Gao Fan kindness and a smiling face.

Feng Baobao stood at the door and asked in a slightly indifferent voice: "Gao Fan, it's so early, what's the matter?"

I...Gao Fan was about to speak, but noticed the black cloth strip tied around Feng Baobao's arm.

That is 'filial piety'.

The 'filial piety' to be worn after the death of a loved one.

Gao Fan also frowned, and he immediately said, "That's not right!"

"What... hey? Where are you going?"

Seeing that Gao Fan said something wrong, Feng Baobao rushed into the room. She was busy trying to stop him, but only stopped Gao Fan's hands of soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Gao Fan took the opportunity to enter Feng Yuan's house, went up to the second floor with ease, and met Mrs. Feng. Gao Fan's sudden appearance also confused Mrs. Feng, and asked, "Xiao Gao, why are you here?" ’, but Gao Fan did not answer.

boom!

Gao Fan pushed open the door of the study room at the end of the second floor.

He and Feng Yuan once competed here for less than half a month. Here, Gao Fan completed his sketch imitation of meticulous painting of the characters in the Red Chamber. Gained the first qualification to witness the truth of the Command Spell, and was then shattered by the colossal mystery of the One Who Returns All.

Now, the traces of the previous competition have been cleaned up.

But ink marks on the table can still be seen.

Gao Fan realized that the competition still existed.

In other words, Feng Yuan never came back.

But how is this possible?

"That's not right." Gao Fan said to Mrs. Feng and Baobao Feng who were chasing after him, "Mr. Feng should have come back to life."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Feng Baobao's eyes turned red, "I came here early in the morning to talk nonsense! Don't you think we are not sad enough!"

"Baby, don't talk." Mrs. Feng glared at Feng Baobao, and then said to Gao Fan: "Xiao Gao, you can't be resurrected after death, I know you are also very sad, but Lao Feng really left and can't come back... ..."

Mrs. Feng's voice and expression gradually became blurred in front of Gao Fan's eyes, and the huge doubts made him fall into a state of chaos.

No, the inspiration clearly told him that as long as the "Red Mansion Fragments" were destroyed, Feng Yuan might come back.

He cut off the root cause of Feng Yuan being engulfed by mystery.

"Red Mansion Fragments" no longer exists.

Why didn't Mr. Feng come back?

...

Waiting for Gao Fan to break free from all kinds of doubts and disappointments, he was already standing on the streets of Pingshi.

The sky in Pingshi is gray.

Gao Fan wandered the streets like a wandering soul without an owner.

He walked from dawn to noon, and from noon to dark, and wandered all the way from Zhichun Road where Feng Yuan's house was located to Houhai at the root of the imperial city. Anyway, he was lost, and it didn't matter where he went.

It's March now, and it's still a bit chilly, but the bar in Houhai is already very lively. Seeing the bustling crowd, Gao Fan felt a little hungry. He sat on a seat next to the railing and water, and took the wine list. The beer girl who came here ordered ten beers.

Ten sticks. The beer girl in shorts asked Gao Fan, do you have any friends coming?

"No, I just want to get drunk." Gao Fan said with a smile.

The beer girl who wants to show her thighs in this weather suddenly feels that she is not too bitter compared to the one in front of her, because the bitterness she saw from the smile on Gao Fan's face is so deep-rooted that she has a little eyesight. Feeling sour... This boy must have encountered a particularly painful lovelorn, right?

The local beer is a bit bitter.

Boston beers are a bit sour.

But in short, Gao Fan is not drunk.

He has been cursed by the elk cat, and he will always be sober under any circumstances. If he wants to get drunk, he must pretend to be drinking, and then observe the world with a 'distorted' vision, barely as if he is drunk.

Chapter 1~