Year of Herbs

"Let me take a look at your eyes." The painter's voice was slightly hoarse, and his fingers gently caressed the corner of Hua Rongyue's eyes.

This is the manager of this store, Wu Ming, who is not in good health and a little lame on one foot.

Hua Rongyue felt a little strange, this Wu Ming had been looking at her eyes for a long time, and her fingers touched the corners of her eyes, this feeling made her feel a little uncomfortable, but After a while, Wu Ming lowered his head and continued to write and draw, which made Hua Rongyue unable to say anything.

This small shop in a dilapidated alley is not as dilapidated as it looks, and it can even be said that it will make people feel a whole new world when it is pushed open. The inside of the house is very clean and tidy.

The hallucinations in front of Hua Rongyue are still intertwined with reality. A series of comparison pictures let her slowly understand the information of this place. This place is not as simple as it looks on the surface, and even in Yi Linglong's memory, it is still a place with a sense of existence.

Holding a cup of tea given to her by the shopkeeper, Hua Rongyue slowly closed her eyes and began to recall. On the surface, this store sells paintings, but in fact... it really sells paintings. But it's not that simple to draw.

The owner is Wu Ming, a man who looks very thin and pale. His fingernails are all black, as black as his hair. For a person like Doctor Qi who has never been in the arena, he can lie to the other party and say that his fingernails are drawn with a pen. But Hua Rongyue knew that this person's nails were originally that color.

—This is also the case with the shopkeeper's nails in front of him. They are black and rounded, as if they were coated with a layer of nail polish. In fact, the reason he explained to Doctor Qi was to paint them himself. He didn't even think about covering up the black "pigment".

Hua Rongyue was stunned when she saw it for the first time, she was a little arrogant.

The shop sells all kinds of "pigments" that can be used to cover up the traces of being mad.

There are a lot of paints that can be used on the human body, Hua Rongyue looked at the bottles and jars on the shelf, there are all kinds of colors. The man in front of him is indeed a very good painter, perhaps to be more precise, a body painter?

Wu Ming said that he wanted to help them draw a painting to use as a medical fee. Dr. Qi said that he had painted for him many times before, but this time he did not need it. He glanced at Hua Rongyue and said : "Otherwise I'll draw a picture for the person next to you this time."

Hua Rongyue waved her hands again and again and said no, but Wu Ming insisted strangely.

Wu Ming's paintings could not be finished in a short time. He asked two people to take them after a while. His walking made people feel tired for him.

He looked into Hua Rongyue's eyes, and suddenly came out this sentence, "Do you like red?"

"Red? It's okay." Hua Rongyue said.

"What do you think of this red color?" Wu Ming took out a somewhat worn book from the shelf while he was talking. There were several dehydrated and intact dried flowers in the book. , the flowers are red, and appear a little deep due to dehydration.

The picture in front of him changed suddenly, Hua Rongyue saw the same position, the same perspective, Wu Ming's dress is almost the same now, the only difference is only the arrangement of the things in the room. made some changes.

He rummaged through the shelf behind him, searching for a long time, and finally took out a small red jade bottle from the depths of the shelf. At that time, although Wu Ming was dressed the same as now, when he turned to look at Yi Linglong, the color of the bottle was reflected in his eyes, as if his eyes were glowing red, making him in the hallucination so much more than in reality. Dangerous.

"I thought you wouldn't become like this, who knows it's worse than I thought." He said slowly, "I'm really sad to see you like this."

Hua Rongyue raised her arm uncontrollably before she could analyze Wu Ming's words. Out of the corner of the light, she saw the clothes "my" was wearing, and she only glanced at it, and she felt a pain in her head in an instant.

A dress...a very saturated dress...

This should be the dress Yi Linglong was wearing when she came over. The reason Hua Rongyue was able to see it was because the dress was very large and exaggerated. Linglong just waved a sleeve, Hua Rongyue found a few big purple flowers, big blue flowers, big green leaves, and red orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple blessing butterflies on the sleeve with the main color red. …

Uh... Since I can come to find Wu Ming, I am afraid that I have already become obsessed, and this suit does not look like a normal person would wear clothes.

"Stop talking."

One point, I probably won't be coming back for a long time."

"You have a special smell on your body, just like Tumihua. I don't want to see such a rare color bloom a little bit." Wu Ming sealed the jade bottle, He said: "Although this has nothing to do with me as a painting seller, and I don't talk so much on weekdays, but this time, it's an exception."

The picture suddenly changed, Hua Rongyue returned to reality, it felt a bit abrupt, and the sense of contrast was particularly strong.

In reality, Wu Ming also held up those dried flowers to show her.

His expression was a little softer than in the hallucination, perhaps because of the warmer color of the candlelight. Hua Rongyue is not very cold about flowers and can't recognize it at all, but Doctor Qi next to him glanced at it.

"Tu Mihua? It's so red? It's rare." Dr. Qi said.

"My friend brought it to me, it's inconvenient for me to go out, otherwise I'd really like to go and see for myself."

"We also have a Tumi flower in front of our door. It hasn't bloomed yet, but the one in front of our door can only have white flowers." Dr. Qi said to Hua Rongyue.

Hua Rongyue suddenly realized that the half-dead tree in front of their door was Tu Mihua.

Going out, the sky was almost completely dark, and there was only a little light left. Wu Ming gave them a light and asked them to look at the road when they went out, and be careful not to fall.

Although Wu's door hung a red lantern that looked frightening, but he gave the two of them an ordinary paper lantern with a snow-white lamp face and a big palm. A red flower is drawn on it, and the strokes are simple and vivid. The branches of the flowers stretched in a very uncomfortable position.

In a sense, Wu Ming is really a good painter, no matter where he lives or his works, it can be said that he has a very artist atmosphere. Even he is...well, kind of like a neurotic artist.

It was already dark when I went out. Generally speaking, when night fell in ancient times, the pedestrians on the street would become very rare. But Hua Rongyue's ears could hear the voices of many people walking, many, more than during the day.

Hua Rongyue listened to the voices with a subtle mentality that was close to observing life and watching the excitement, and glanced at Doctor Qi beside him, he really knew nothing The way you know.

"Would painter Wu borrow you this lamp every time you went back late?" Hua Rongyue asked.

Although Hua Rongyue has crossed over to Yi Linglong, it does not mean that she can fight. She was weak at the time, probably because she and this body were still in the running-in stage. As time passed, her state should gradually stabilize, but at this moment, whether the weak chicken is brave or runaway depends on her state. and luck.

In this case, it would be better to keep a low profile, Hua Rongyue pretended not to hear the whispers around her.

"Ordinary people without martial arts?"

"Haha, how dare you appear here at this time, I really don't know what to do."

All kinds of low voices, all kinds of whispers, full of prying desire and strong interest in the two of them, a woman just died here a few days ago, and she was tortured to death. It is not unreasonable for Wu painter to open his store in this small place. Only if there are customers who can support a store, the store will continue to open. I'm afraid the guys around here who only came out at night are the big consumers in Wu Painter's store.

Hua Rongyue silently got closer to Doctor Qi, and then raised her hand slightly. , the light emitted is weak and cold, the palm-sized lantern even looks a bit pitiful, but the effect is astonishingly terrifying, the whispering voices around Hua Rongyue are all quiet behind the lantern in Hua Rongyue's hand, like It's like being strangled.

She looked at the people around her and said that it was true, it seems that Wu Ming's status as a painter is beyond imagination.

Hua Rongyue sighed, and suddenly said to Dr. Qi, who was still watching the road carefully, "You should try to come here as little as possible in the future."

"Huh? Why?" Dr. Qi raised his head, blinked his eyes, and said blankly.

How can I explain it to you? Hua Rongyue pondered in her heart that the more reliable statement was out of consideration for the strength of the motherland's medical resources. After all, it is not easy to cultivate a doctor with good ability and medical ethics, so you must protect your life. And this place... it's really not suitable for simple-minded cubs to come and play.

And, if there are no surprises in the future, she feels that this is the last time she will come to this place in her life.