[Comprehensive British and American] Painting ghosts

At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Shen Yanzhou's mind.

It wasn't the first time he was so close to death, but it was the first time that he clearly knew that he was going to die before he died, knowing that he would die in the scorching magma.

He suddenly thought of the forest valley and stream of Rivendell, with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the majesty and tenacity of Minas Tirith, and the silence, darkness, coldness and darkness of the Death Swamp.

"It can't just end like this, I haven't had time to draw all of these." Shen Yanzhou's eyes were brighter than boiling lava, he clenched the Lord of the Rings in his hand with one hand, and grabbed Frodo with the other , the arm attached with the power curse exhausted all its strength, and threw him upwards abruptly.

Frodo was still delirious, but at the moment when Shen Yanzhou threw him into the crater, his eyes suddenly became clear, and he turned his head to look at Shen Yanzhou, who was falling at an accelerated rate, and the elegant and indifferent smile on his face. Relief and sorrow are like a pure and cool breeze in the scorching air.

It seemed to Frodo that he had read the Wind, and that he had never really read it.

Sam who ran over caught Frodo, and it was too late for Frodo to hold Shen Yanzhou again.

The second Shen Yanzhou let go of Frodo, the Tianyan brush was already in his hand.The feeling of weightlessness made him feel that his internal organs were sinking.

He wrote down the spell at the fastest speed in a cursive font that he had never used since he was born, so scrawled that he didn't even want to read it, thinking that he might not even recognize what he wrote.

"Lord of the Rings, please grant me strength!"

The moment the last stroke fell, the Supreme Lord of the Rings in his hand erupted with a golden light, and the light converged on the Tianyan Brush in his hand at an extremely fast speed.In the light that made Shen Yanzhou unable to open his eyes, he vaguely saw the Tianyan pen turning into the appearance of the little boy, and stretched out his hand to him.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Tianyanbi's fleshy little hand. He saw Frodo and Sam lying on the crater through Tianyanbi's translucent body at the moment. He turned his head and found that he was also translucent. Yes, suspended in mid-air, lowering his head, he could clearly see his body and the Lord of the Rings falling into the hot magma together, leaving no ashes behind.

In the end, he heard Tian Yanbi say to him: "We should go!"

A huge force sucked at his soul, and the next moment his eyes were pitch black, and he lost consciousness in the gap between time and space.

"Mr. Shen!" Frodo watched Shen Yanzhou's body being swallowed by the magma. The last gratified and sad eyes of this human being with an elegant and gentle smile seemed to remain in front of his eyes, but the person had disappeared.

"Mr. Frodo, the volcano is about to erupt, and we must leave here quickly!" Sam looked at the tumbling lava in pain. He could roughly understand some of Frodo's feelings at the moment, but they had no time to delay here.

Gollum got up from the ground with his head in his arms. Without the Lord of the Rings, he no longer needed to be controlled by the Lord of the Rings. A pair of big blue eyes that symbolized kindness looked at Frodo and Sam in a daze until the lava suddenly erupted. On the crater he let out a scream: "Mr. Frodo! Mr. Sam! Come with me!"

Gollum—no, he should be called Sméagol by now—drawing Sam and Frodo swiftly toward the mouth of Mount Doom, the ground collapsing behind them, and Frodo had only time to take a last look at the boiling lava and The invisible human who had disappeared in the magma.

Why snatch the Lord of the Rings?

Why help me destroy the Lord of the Rings?

Why sacrifice your own life to save me who has been corrupted by the Lord of the Rings?

Do you want to perform this difficult task for me because you know that I will not be able to resist the erosion of the Lord of the Rings?

There is no way to ask these questions anymore. With the magma surging, he will be buried under the dust of Doomsday Volcano forever with that person.

With the destruction of the Lord of the Rings, the Eye of Sauron collapsed, and the army of half-orcs was instantly defeated and fled in embarrassment. The surrounded human warriors celebrated this hard-won victory with joy. The weapon in his hand pointed at the gradually dissipating dark sky, galloping and shouting... At this moment, Mordor was destroyed, and the age of mankind finally came.

Gandalf rescued Frodo, Sam, and Smeagol riding a giant eagle. Mordor was swallowed by the magma of the Doomsday Volcano, and Mordor never existed again.At the same time, Gandalf was still looking for the missing Shen Yanzhou, but he couldn't find it until the magma completely engulfed the earth.

Perhaps he has escaped from here, thought Gandalf.

After returning to Minas Tirith, the eight members of the expedition finally reunited. Although Frodo was seriously injured and has been in a coma, and Boromir could no longer enjoy the joy of victory, this is still the best ending.

After celebrating, they found that Shen Yanzhou still hadn't appeared.

Legolas and Aragorn looked for him everywhere, but no one found him. It wasn't until Sam heard that they were looking for Shen Yanzhou that he hesitated and said, "Mr. Shen..."

"What happened to him?" Legolas suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"..." Sam's tone became extremely sad. "he already……"

"What happened?" Aragorn froze for a moment, and quickly asked.

Sam will tell what happened.

"He saved Frodo, but he fell into the Doomsday Volcano with the Lord of the Rings?" Legolas' face turned pale, and he felt his heart twitch.Aragorn's breath was also stagnant, and grief weighed on his heart.

"Yes, he even..." Sam broke down. "He didn't even have a dead body..."

"Stop talking." Legolas interrupted Sam, turned and walked out.

When Aragorn saw Legolas' gaffe, he understood very well. He was as rational and calm as him, and his first reaction was to doubt the authenticity of this matter.

That powerful Shen Yanzhou who killed the Witch King of Angmar just died like this?

No one even had time to hold a celebration banquet for him, and most people just stopped at hearing the name of this hero.He didn't get the treatment he deserved, he was suspected, hurt and even imprisoned, but he always looked like he didn't care. It's still the smiling face, no different from the posture when he was a prisoner.

But he is dead now.When he died, no one was even by his side to tell him not to be afraid, no one was with him, he was just alone and swallowed by the magma, not even ashes remained.

He appeared so suddenly, and left so unexpectedly.

They who also saved the world are revered as heroes, recorded in the annals of history, well-known, and praised by people, but what about him?He got nothing.

Aragorn walked in a daze, and when he recovered, he found himself standing in front of Shen Yanzhou's room.

The door of Shen Yanzhou's room was open.

He walked in, and was not surprised to see Legolas standing in front of Shen Yanzhou's desk, with his back to himself, standing there motionless.

Aragorn walked over and stood beside Legolas.He saw the thing that Legolas had been looking at all the time, that huge scroll on Shen Yanzhou's desk.

On the scroll is a panorama of Minas Tirith. The huge buildings towering into the clouds are majestic and majestic, standing on top of the mountains.That was Minas Tirith before the war. It looked like a young boy on the scroll, full of vitality and vitality; the people in the city held up the flowers and food in their hands, with happy and cheerful smiles on their faces , as if singing; the grass in front of the city gate is green, with various flowers in full bloom and butterflies flying;

Such a magnificent scene makes people unable to move their eyes away, as if they are deeply attracted by the magic of this painting.

Suddenly, Legolas seemed to have discovered something, and said in surprise: "Holy White Tree!"

Aragorn's gaze immediately shifted to the holy white tree in front of the Minas Tirith palace gate on the picture scroll. The holy white tree that was supposed to be withered was now full of life, with its branches stretched out in a graceful and elegant posture. Like the unyielding glory of the Númenoreans.

Aragorn seemed to realize something suddenly, he turned around and ran with all his strength, Legolas followed closely behind, and the two arrived in front of the palace one after the other.

The holy white tree, which had already withered, just like in the painting, has returned to life at this moment. The holy white tree stands proudly. Behind it is a clear blue sky and a plain covered with green grass.

"We have always been suspicious, wondering what his purpose is." Under the holy white tree, Aragorn's voice was very sad. "Now I finally know that his purpose is only for that painting."

"The prosperity of life," said Legolas softly.His eyes were a little wet, and the agreement he had made had long been in vain.

It's a pity that the deceased is dead, and all he left behind is that painting.

……

Soon after, Aragorn was crowned king in Minas Tirith, and Gondor finally welcomed back their king after a long division.

On the same day, a huge picture scroll was announced by Gondor as a permanent collection and opened to the public for exhibition.On the scroll, everyone could clearly feel the astonishing beauty and endless prosperity of Minas Tirith.

Below the picture scroll, a line of small characters read:

This painting is by the hand of a hero.His life was short but full of glory. He was kind, brave, and strong, but he was criticized during his lifetime, and saved Middle-earth at the cost of his life in the fire.His contribution to mankind and the world deserves to be remembered by all.His beliefs are also worth passing down forever.

The name of the painting is marked on the top of the small characters, written by Emperor Aragorn himself:

Nirvana.

The author has something to say: Shen Yanzhou: I don’t even bother to talk about talk shows today, let’s wish everyone a new year

Tianyanbi: If the little angels leave a lot of comments, maybe the author will suddenly come up with a new meme! !

Shen Yanzhou: ... How many small cakes did you accept to advertise?