God's Palette

"Yes, you took a lot of pictures."

"Meaning, that gave me the color of God—the color of beauty?"

"Master, you have become wise. I thought you were really going to degenerate into a superficial vase girl, enjoying the world's favor without using your brain-in short, the colors are awakened by your shutter, and they are usually stored in soap. Here, they will only wake up if you use them."

Stored in the soap...Xia Xun remembered how troublesome it is to store these colors. Converted to data volume, each of these things can support a hundred 1080P small movies.A mere piece of soap can easily accommodate a color... This is really convenient.

The soap bubble god returned to the bar of soap and said something with rare eloquence.

"Besides—you remember, the narcissism you snatched from the cat's soul, or the oblivion that can make the memory disappear, these kinds of colors work on the soul, you know?"

Xia Xun nodded, grasping the point of the words: "And this so-called beauty doesn't affect the soul?"

After hearing Xia Xun's quick response in less than a second, the Creator, who obviously had no lips, whistled in surprise.Next, it explains.

"Yes, that's the difference between them. Unlike other colors, the so-called beauty is only used to shape the appearance. If you lend me the soap to take away the first night-of course the same is true for the little girl, let If she washes it from the beginning to the end, then her appearance will be equal to yours immediately."

tie!For a moment, Xia Xun seemed to think that this was not bad!At least, when we wrap up in the same quilt together and fight against the silent night, my subtle loss-making mentality will disappear immediately, and I will even feel that I have made a small profit.

But her gradually deteriorating expression was snorted by the God of Soap Bubbles, and he gave a cold sentence.

"People who are addicted to desire! It's too shameful to deprive you of your status as an envoy. Give me back your body, strip your soul, and reincarnate as a cockroach in Mianyu's kitchen in your next life. I'll ask Gao Ming to collect it. "

Xia Xun was so frightened that his whole body went cold, his hands and feet were stiff.

"Hey, I'm just kidding." The God of Soap Bubbles replaced the indifference in his tone with mischievousness, "It's good to see you enjoying life."

After a full minute, the dead silence was broken by Xia Xun's self-defeating voice: "...You...forget it, I've known you for so long, and I'm still tricked by you...It's my fault... ..." She wanted to say something blasphemous, but felt that she had lost, so she couldn't say it.

"Back to the topic, as I said before, your body has great divinity, so the power of God, that is, beauty, is very difficult to make your body more beautiful."

"Oh, I understand, because it's already beautiful, and there's nothing that can be effective immediately, so no matter how much you use it, it will have little effect."

"That's great, master, you won't resist now... Hey, accept it, accept it, cute."

Xia Xun clutched her forehead, the word "headache" was written all over her head, because it was hard to deny that she seemed to have accepted all this completely... Destiny, alas.At the same time, she also understood what the soap bubble god was referring to by "cured meat" at the beginning of the topic.

Every time she uses soap, she is the object of pickling.

Xia Xun pulled up the glass door of the bathroom, lowered the curtain, let out the hot water again, and rinsed off the spices that had stuck to her body for too long.This time, the demeanor of the God of Soap Bubbles was very ladylike, and he didn't come to watch the girls take a bath openly.

There was a sound of water, and the dispersed mist gathered again.

But aside from these miscellaneous things, there was only one thing that puzzled Xia Xun from the beginning to the end.Since his death in his previous life, he saw the god for the first time and was thrown an olive branch by it, and now——

"Creator, you asked me to collect colors... I thought it would be more serious. I think you were severely injured by a demon or something, and the divine power was scattered all over the world, so you had to ask human beings for help."

"Haha, so what? You will use the camera as a weapon to fight against the devil minions lurking in the world, and at the same time carefully collect colors to enhance our combat effectiveness?"

"Yes, yes, you understand it well! And in the journey of collecting colors, you can also meet all kinds of wonderful girls. Powerful and rebellious, from arrogant to mouthless, from poor breasts to cows, from elementary school students to big sisters... ..."

Across the curtain, the messenger of God and the Creator were chatting about rather unnutritious topics, and the figure of the girl taking a bath was reflected on it, and the God of Soap Bubbles threw in the towel to wipe her body in a very ladylike manner.

"So, you actually like this kind of adventure story?" Along with the towel, the question of the god of soap bubbles was also passed in.

"I don't like it, because unfortunately, I am a beautiful girl myself. But if I am a muscular handsome guy with a big sword and a tough guy with countless past scars, that would be very exciting."

"Makes sense."

Xia Xun turned off the shower, and the few remaining drops of warm water splashed down on the thin layer of water that had not been drained away, and Xia Xun's answer was a little louder than this: "And... life is pretty good now. Good. Bland, boring and similar every day, but fine."

"As long as you like it."

"But you haven't answered me yet, why don't you care about the progress of my color collection?"

The god of soap bubbles was silent and did not answer.

During the period, Xia Xun, who was waiting for it to speak, had already dried himself and took off the shower cap.But before the curtain was drawn and the clothes to be worn were thrown in, it was enough to prove that the god had not disappeared.

After getting dressed and combing her hair, Xia Xun opened the curtain and saw the god of soap bubbles floating in the air.Its posture is light, completely different from usual, there is not even a little bit of frivolity in it, only a feeling of almost melancholy - although Xia Xun doesn't quite understand how a fist-sized soap bubble expresses This kind of temperament.

"I don't quite know how to tell you... But you, what are you going to do next?"

"The original plan was to take some pictures." Xia Xun raised his index finger and pointed it at the top of his head.It's not the roof, but the roof, and the vastness that can only be seen from the roof, "In this autumn, it's hard to see bright and clear sunny weather. I planned to take a shower and go to the roof to take pictures of the morning sun. "

But now, Xia Xun has canceled this plan.I planned to finish the bath in 5 minutes and go to the roof in 2 minutes.But she didn't even have the chance to wait for the rising sun, because the Creator had been chatting with her for too long, and the light that belonged to the morning had already touched every corner of the house.

Realizing this, the god of soap bubbles apologized slightly: "Then let me help you change the rotation of the earth and the sun, and let the sun rise again."

"Haha, let's do it next time. This time it's just that I missed the opportunity to take a photo. It happens often."

Xia Xun's smile is very refreshing, because this kind of failure is something photographers are most used to.If you're jumping up and down every time you miss an opportunity, don't pick up your camera.

Time is fluid, and the world is changing with each passing day.After every moment, new scenery will appear.Rather than sighing at the miss of the last second, it is better to seize the moment of the next second.Compared with various terms, theories and techniques of photography, this is the foundation that photographers should master.

Putting on a coat for himself, Xia Xun still planned to go to the roof to take some pictures of the sky and the city in the wild autumn wind.

Xia Xun walked to the study room. Although she did sleep with the camera in her arms a few days ago, because of too much dust, she finally reluctantly put every piece of equipment in a dry and dustproof box.So before using it, you have to go there first.

But the god of soap bubbles did not disappear immediately today, but followed her hesitantly.

Chapter 320 Spiritual Victory

Opening the curtains, Chen Xu let in the faint light, shining the dust flying in the study.

Xia Xun then opened the window again, and a fairly fresh wind blew in.After all, the top floor of Mian Yu's house is expensive, so the air that can be enjoyed seems to be better.In any case, this early morning is very pleasant, making Xia Xun smile with satisfaction.

I just don't know how the Creator, who is standing on her shoulder, thinks about everything he has created.