Interested in painting

Ziyou Ziyou style hall, there are two skulls lit with blue ghost fire at the entrance, and a pattern of ghost fire lights is painted on a central avenue walking inside. I don’t know what its purpose is, maybe... the end Well, the pattern extends all the way to the stairs. The stairs made of basalt stones have a total of nine steps. Every time you count up to the third step, two small will-o'-the-wisps stand in the air. On the top is a black throne, and a cross-legged A very wicked young man.

Seeing the white fairy robe that was blowing with the wind, the young man raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with Qingyuan today? Walking with hot wind, the little ghosts are crying and saying they are afraid."

Qingyuan really wanted to roll his eyes regardless of his own temperament, but he had to stand up as Qingguang Mojun, so he just smiled and said, "Where is your pedophile master?"

Hehe, one sentence exploded, the young man pointed at Qingyuan angrily for a long time, with veins on his face, and said harshly: "You are cruel."

Qingyuan's inner villain shrugged, cut, kid.

"Hmph, I don't want to fight with you." The young man sat on the throne relaxedly, pinched his fingers and tapped his legs, a sign of ADHD, he pouted and said with dissatisfaction, "Where is the Lord, are you not in your heart?" Do you know it well? He accidentally dropped half of his vest two days ago, and then shrank back into the shell and stayed."

"Ah..." Qingyuan's expression was complicated, and he retracted into his shell for a while... He commented very pertinently: "You are so talkative, it is definitely because of your master that you were not hacked to death."

"Wrong, that's because Ben Ling is very cool, okay?" The boy with wide eyes corrected Qingyuan's thoughts very seriously, then leaned back, and said: "Okay, Ben Ling is not talking nonsense anymore, The master said, although half of his vest has been lost, but...he will still watch you in the dark, absolutely, absolutely not for personal reasons, and then just pay attention to that [Madame], don't let him provoke you again. What a moth."

The most useless thing is that your Patriarch is on it.Qingyuan slandered silently, but still responded: "Understood, isn't this person still in our hands for the time being, and follow the plan?"

"You control it yourself, I don't care about these nosy things." The young man clenched his fists, tapped the armrest of the throne lightly, and walked away with an expression of 'I can't work'.

Qingyuan curled his lips, walked to the throne and sat down, raised his hand, and a group of ghosts appeared in the hall. As soon as they appeared, they all held their hands together, knelt down on one knee, and said in unison: "I have seen your majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Stop." Qingyuan hurriedly waved his hand to stop him, for fear of hearing that troublesome slogan again, if he wasn't the king they said, he would laugh his teeth out, but unfortunately, he was, he rested his elbow on the On the throne, he clasped his fists and supported his head, and said: "Get up, no thanks, Man Niu will mention the current situation."

"Uh...yes." An anthropomorphic scalper who took a while to react came out, the weight level made the hall tremble several times, then he cupped his hands, lowered his head, and reported: "Return to Your Majesty, I When the three thousand bone soldiers in Zhanghe have all awakened, only half of them are still paralyzed, as for the ten thousand ghosts in this blood refining hell, they are all on standby."

Qingyuan gave a gesture to indicate that he knew, thinking in his heart who was teaching Man Niu to learn idioms, and said again: "A few days ago, I took two people from above who came to make trouble, Looks like a good foundation, since you haven't got enough people there, let these two go over and give you a shot."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." After thanking him, Man Niu returned to the team with heavy steps.

Qingyuan looked at the people in the main hall, rubbed his brows, closed his eyes, a little horrible, and said: "Retreat, rest and recuperate."

"Yes." All the ghosts replied.

At this time, Qin Youyi in the dungeon was in a dream, conscious this time, knowing that he was dreaming, but he didn't know what he could do, because he had no enemies, no friends, and no world, his world was There is a vast expanse of whiteness, he can step on it to the end, he can see the whiteness, but he doesn't know what is hidden under the whiteness, or maybe there is nothing.

"Non-yi." The young man's voice, but it sounded like a scholar, probably referring to the voice that feels like this.

Qin Youyi's focus is not on the sound, the word "feiyi" is very familiar to him, um... It seems to have been heard somewhere, and it seems to be in a dream. He opened his eyes and tried it out. Ask: "Are you calling me? Unintentional? Who are you?"

"Me?" The young man asked himself, chuckled, and said, "I'm a shadow without a name. If you don't want to call me by your name, just call me Feiying."

"Feiying?" Qin Youyi couldn't help laughing, and said, "Since you say you are a shadow and you call yourself Feiying, isn't that contradictory? It's not good to tease others like this, and besides, my name is Qin Youyi , I don’t mean it wrong, I don’t know why you all like to call me this, although it sounds very familiar.”

"Right and wrong are indeed contradictory." The young man said with a smile, "The same is true for your name. Non-intent and intentional are also opposites. If you want to be called Qin Youyi, I will just call you Qin Youyi. Choose your name." One, you're still you, right?"

"What you said is so mysterious, but the truth is right. How you call me is up to you. I'm still me." Qin smiled intentionally, sat down on the spot, waved to the young man, and said, "Come and sit down too." Come on, just chat with me, you said I am also called Feiyi, can you tell me about Feiyi?"

The young man obediently sat next to Qin Youyi, but it was just a group of illusory black shadows, much crueler than those in the painting building, just like a shadow, it was a group of shadows, except for the shadows, no facial features or other details could be seen , but the young man is three-dimensional. He shook his head intentionally at Qin and said, "I don't understand Feiyi, and I can't talk about him. You can talk about him."

But I don't know him either... Qin pouted on purpose, if I knew, would I still need to ask you?

"You don't need to be curious." The young man paused, and said, "Slowly, you will know what is wrong. If you have intentions, you can't lack them."

What do you mean?I'm sorry I only read high school and don't understand what you want to express.Qin deliberately felt that it might have something to do with his name, so he copied and pasted it to save it, and then continued to say: "Why did you appear in my dream?"

Hearing this, the young man smiled and said, "How do you know it wasn't you who appeared in my dream? Can you tell the difference between reality and illusion?"

"Of course I... can tell the difference." Qin Youyi felt guilty for no reason, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but it flashed too fast, and he missed it. There was an itching feeling in his heart that the truth was passing by, Qin Youyi turned away Turning to look at the young man, the surrounding scenes began to blur, distort, and ripple.

"It's time, goodbye."