Under one person, the mountains and seas are painted as demons

Seven days later.

early morning.

Sunlight shines through the windows, illuminating the dark dilapidated house.

Compared with before, the interior of the house has not changed much, except for the addition of some white cloth to decorate the mourning hall.

In the middle of the living room, on the table where Huang Baishun lay, a black and white photo stood quietly on the urn. The old man in the photo was smiling.

In front of the portrait, there is a spiritual tablet. In front of the spiritual tablet is an incense burner with incense sticks and two white candles, which are almost burning out.

besides……

There is also a basket of flowers in remembrance;

A beacon to light the way;

A square of seven-jeweled lotus water transforms virtue into purity;

A plate of fresh fruit in honor of the deceased;

A cup of fragrant tea, pure and natural;

A plate of steamed buns represents a barn of grain;

A Trinity sect classic is a family heirloom;

A jewel inlaid on the urn;

Finally, there is a shroud, placed in front of the table, neatly stacked.

Fragrant lanterns, coated with fruits, tea, food, jewels and clothing.

These are the ten major offerings in the mourning hall, each with its own meaning.

at the same time……

The portrait is for remembrance, the memorial tablet is dedicated to the dead, three incense sticks are used for heaven, earth and people, and two candles represent yin and yang...

It can be seen that although the house is dilapidated and the mourning hall is simple, all the rules are in perfect order.

At this moment……

"Um……"

You Fang, who had been guarding all night, stood up and stretched his body. He had finished guarding the old man for the first seven days.

Then, he walked to the coffin, lit three sticks of incense again, closed his eyes and recited a few words in silence, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

During the vigil, the incense must not be cut off. Cutting off the incense means cutting off thoughts of the deceased, which will chill the heart of the deceased.

However, the first seven have passed, so there is no need to worry about it anymore, so the last three sticks of incense have another meaning...

You Fang is about to leave...

According to his instructions before his death, he must take the old man's ashes with him.

Please don’t blame the deceased.

After putting in the incense, you started to pack up your things. As the old man said, he had wanted to go out for a long time and now he could finally set off.

In his previous life, he was a painter who loved to travel. His favorite thing was to go to various places to see the beautiful scenery and then paint them...

And now that we have come to such a magical world, how can we not go out and experience it!

First of all, put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. This is a "guy who eats" and has to bring it with him no matter what.

Then there are tents, sleeping bags, picnic tools, and a change of clothes that have been bought in advance. It is inevitable that you will sleep in the open when you are walking outside, so you must prepare in advance.

Of course, don't forget your wallet and bank card. The transfer of the check has arrived. He is now considered to be worth tens of millions, so he doesn't need to worry about money anymore.

In addition to this, there are all the completed paintings, which he painted after observing the mountains and rivers of the mountain city over the years and drawing from his heart. They are also his personal methods.

In this way, Lin Lin Zongzong packed up a pile. They were all piled together like a small mountain. There were really a lot of things, and it didn't look like they could all be taken away.

In the past, travelers would never have brought so many things with them. After all, the most important thing when traveling abroad is to be portable and to "relieve the burden", but things are different now...

He has his own way and can do it easily and without hindrance.

I saw...

Wow——

You Fang took a brand new blank scroll from the side, unfolded it, then cut his finger, dipped it in ink, and drew a circular ink circle directly on the scroll.

Immediately afterwards...

Gurgling!

The ink stains that formed the ink circle suddenly began to swim, and the ink halo began to spread into the circle. Within a moment, a dark ink hole was formed, like a black hole.

This cave is called "Dongtian".

You Fang came to this realization when he climbed Nanshan Mountain alone when he was twelve years old and saw a hidden cave on the mountainside of Nanshan Mountain.

This hole can change in size, store utensils, store spiritual energy, and even hide living beings inside, which is quite a convenient means.

"receive!"

After a moment, when the cave sky was completely formed, You Fang smiled slightly and tapped his fingers, and the cave sky floated out on its own and expanded instantly, covering all the luggage that was inconvenient to carry.

Later, after "swallowing" these luggages, the cave sky slowly shrank, then returned, floating leisurely back to the scroll.

In this way, the luggage problem was solved. You Fang gently rolled up the scroll, tied it with a rope, and threw it into his backpack.

Except for the things in this scroll, the rest were things that could be taken at any time. There were not many things, so he put them away one by one.

After packing most of the things, You Fang's eyes fell on an atlas, which the old man had prepared for him. It contained the general distribution and introduction of various sects and forces. It was considered a map guide.

The old man thought very carefully. Since You Fang is a foreigner, he will inevitably visit and disturb these foreign forces when he travels. Therefore, the rules and preferences of each sect that he knows about are also marked in this album. As long as the etiquette is followed, Generally speaking, there is no mountain door that cannot be knocked open.

"Old man, you have already seen what I am thinking..."

Looking at the album, You Fang murmured softly, and had to admit that this was indeed what his heart wanted.

His plan is very simple - that is, to take advantage of the opportunity to send the old man back to his roots, to travel throughout China, and while traveling around the mountains and rivers, he will also experience the wonders of the major alien sects.

If possible, he would even like to spar!

As for the reason, in addition to genuine curiosity, there is another point, and that is his "painting demon".

Now, he has already reached a bottleneck. The mountains and rivers around him can no longer bring him new inspiration. He hopes to take advantage of the opportunity of exchanges and exchanges to make the "painting demon" reach a higher level and gain new insights. !

This is not only an alien's pursuit of strength, but also a manifestation of the pursuit of truth. It is a natural change in mentality.

When a person has insight into some of the truths of this world, he wants to see more. This is the desire for knowledge and the source of wisdom.

"Old man, thank you..."

You Fang smiled slightly and put the album away. He had already decided on his next destination.

Sichuan!

Neighboring Chongqing, it was a land in the middle of Shu in ancient times and a blessed land of mountains and rivers!

At the same time, Huode Sect and Tang Sect, which are relatively famous among the major foreign forces, are also there!

"call……"

After a while, after packing most of his things, You Fang stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he began to pack away the old man's memorial tablet. Except for the incense burner and the portrait, he put away all the other things one by one.

Finally, he gently picked up the portrait, lifted up the sandalwood urn, then put the portrait back in its place, and then brought the brocade for the package.

I saw him carefully placing the urn on the brocade, wrapping it carefully, and then packed the bundle into a style suitable for hand-carrying, and carried it in his hand.

"Old man, it's too stuffy in the cave. Just stay outside. You can still talk to me, okay?"

Looking at the bundle in his hand, You Fang whispered to himself, his eyelids drooping unconsciously.

"Leave it to me to get back to my roots, but before that you have to accompany me on a tour. This is what you promised me, so you can't break your promise!"

After saying that, a smile appeared on You Fang's face again, and then he took a deep breath and turned off the water and electricity gates in the house.

"Old man, let's go!"

Then, he shouted and opened the door...

Stepped out...

This has been my home for twenty years!