Infinite Throne

"It's a bit like Zhiyin, but the eyes don't look like it." The innkeeper thought for a while, but felt that he had seen these eyes somewhere before, and remembered them in his heart after a glimpse.

Although the woman drawn by the old beggar is beautiful, something is wrong.The facial features are obviously very beautiful, but the subtleties are somewhat inconsistent, like painting the faces of two women on the same face.

"Zhiyin, Zhiyin..." The old beggar read the name with a bewildered expression, as if he was suffering from hysteria.Completely immersed in his own world, with a look of love as deep as the sea.

The human face on the sand suddenly squirmed, and the originally beautiful face lost all color in an instant, as if a humanoid object was about to emerge from it.

"Ah—" the old beggar screamed, and ran back out of the yard, not knowing where he went.

[Literary Teacher]: Sand Man Kills His Heart

【I'm a little green dragon】: If you draw a bird, isn't it a sand sculpture?

【Ordinary Me】: I can do it again

[Chinese Cabbage Nanako]: Make one for me too

The beautiful face on the ground disappeared without a trace, and the sand was smooth and unmarked, as if nothing had happened.

"Is Zhiyin his ex-fiancee?" Lin Yebai asked.

"Yes, his drawing doesn't quite look like that. Girl Zhiyin's eyes don't look like this." The innkeeper showed a contemptuous look.He Juren pretended for a while, but what he drew was not Zhiyin.

"Is it Wei Shishi's eyes?"

"No. Wei Shishi has a pair of hanging eyes, which looks a bit mean."

"Who did He Mengwen learn to paint from?"

"It should be the dean of He Academy. The dean's eyes seem to look like this..." The innkeeper's eyes suddenly became complicated.

"????" Although Lin Yebai didn't speak, there were many small question marks in his eyes.

"The dean is a man, he must be 40 years old." The innkeeper sighed inwardly.

[Male on top of man]: I won't be sleepy if you say this

[Male on left and right]: I’m here, I’m here

[Mistakes made in the melon field]: The eyes eager to eat melons

[I don’t know either]: Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?

Lin Yebai sorted out the clues he got so far, and planned to go to the embroidery workshop where Zhiyin lived.

"Sir, can I follow you?"

"Which kind?" Lin Yebai frowned.

"I dare not go back alone. I will go to the embroidery workshop with you first, so that I can guide you. Then I will go back to the inn with you."

"Okay." Lin Yebai temporarily felt that this tool was easy to use, so he didn't refuse.The inn is the place where the news is the most circulated, and there are all kinds of religions and nine streams. The Yunlai Inn used to be the largest inn in the town, and the owner knew a little about everything.

There are very few people like Lin Yebai who have found the key clues. Most of them think that the county government has a chance and try to enter another dimension like Lin Shao. They are still guarding the county government.And Lin Yebai has already gone to the embroidery workshop to find the truth about Zhiyin's death.

It is said that Jinxiuzhuang has the shares of the magistrate's wife. It is the largest embroidery workshop in Qingxi Town, and it is very grand.Now it is dark, and even the nearby flowers and trees have lost their color, not to mention the once bright cloth and ready-made clothes inside.

The yin energy here is much stronger than that of the county government office, and it has already made people feel cold all over before they are completely close.The whole embroidery workshop seems to be not in the normal space, even if the yin energy is so strong that it is almost substantive, other immortal cultivators can't find it out with detection tools.

"You go back first, this should be the most dangerous place in the town." Lin Yebai arrived at the place and signaled the tool man to leave early.

"It's getting dark, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep on the road." The innkeeper showed a dog-licking smile, clearly cowardly.

"Little Crow, give him a ride."

The innkeeper turned pale with fright when he heard the words, is he going to send me on my way?Hastily said: "Spare me, I'll go away..."

"You're too slow." Crow finished in a cool voice, and the boss almost peed his pants in fright.

The crow immediately let out a nasty laugh, grabbed the boss by the collar, and flew away quickly. Two feathers that fell off naturally flew down from the air.

Throwing the boss back to the inn, the crow flew back quickly and landed on Lin Yebai's shoulder.Back and forth, less than 2 minutes.

There are corpses everywhere in Jinxiu Village, and they are not decomposed. It seems that Zhiyin is a good boy who loves cleanliness.These people died suddenly in a dream with their eyes open, just like the most popular way of death in the town.

Lin Yebai also felt drowsy last night, but the effect was very slight.

This is the source of drowsiness, the more you walk in, the more sleepy you will feel.

Lin Yebai was affected and began to feel tired and sleepy, he didn't care about anything, he just wanted to sleep well.The crow couldn't stand it anymore, his little head was shaking a little bit.

"Enter the follower's space?"

"No." Crow shook his head, fighting high.

"Then get some sleep." Lin Yebai sat in front of an empty loom in the deepest room, and put the Wusheng Knife on his lap.No matter what he encountered in the dream, or any disturbance in reality, he would wake up immediately.

The moment Lin Yebai closed his eyes, all the mortals in Qingxi Town fell into an inexplicable lethargy.Some monks who were not strong in spirit also fell asleep unknowingly, and they did not resist.Do you say that the chance is in the dream?

But tonight was different from the past, with Jinxiu Village as the center, the sleeping people nearby suddenly went into convulsions, as if a hand suddenly pushed behind them, their bodies fell from a high altitude, getting faster and faster.The sudden weightlessness makes people instinctively open their eyes and seek protection.

boom--

The body fell heavily to the ground, torn apart, and turned into countless tiny fragments.Each fragment is the carrier of a memory, eaten by a giant spider.

People in reality also lose their breath at the same moment they fall to the ground.The eyeballs are dark and slightly protruding, as if they have encountered some extremely terrifying thing, they always maintain a wide open posture, as if they want to convey some information with their eyes.

Death has raised his scythe and has begun to reap the sleeping lambs.

Fortunately, the harvesting speed is not fast, and there is still a long way to go to Yunlai Inn.

Lin Yebai was walking in the endless white mist, when he heard the sound of gurgling water, a couple of young men and women were talking by the stream:

"Brother He, do you really want to marry me?"

"Ah."

"I have no dowry, and my natal family has no support, which will delay your future."

"I don't want to marry a dowry, nor do I want to marry a natal family. I just want to spend the rest of my life with the person I like. As for the future, I will earn it myself. I will give you the best life in the future and let you be the old lord."

"I don't ask for anything, as long as Brother He treats me sincerely."

"Zhiyin, don't worry, I won't let you down."

Perhaps the boy's tone was too sincere, the girl's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were clearer than a stream, purely beautiful.

Both parties agreed, and the marriage was thus signed.

Not long after, he left the academy because of his poor family, depressed and frustrated.Zhiyin is very talented in embroidery, and began to make those exquisite embroidered screens to make money for He Mengshu to study.

He Mengshu often drew patterns for her, and his painting skills became more and more proficient.Whenever Zhiyin praised He Mengshu's painting skills, there was an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"Brother He has someone he likes, is it the master who taught you how to paint?"

"The person I like is far away in the sky, but close in front of me."

"And the master who taught me to paint is the dean of the academy. Do you think I would fall in love with the old man? I just never saw such outstanding painting skills, and I can't help admiring every time I think of it."

"That's impossible to say."

"I'm really afraid of you. Zhiyin, let me draw a picture for you."

"The clothes I'm wearing today are not good-looking... I will put on the most beautiful clothes in the future, and you will draw me again."

"Isn't that the wedding dress?"

The relationship between the two is getting stronger, Zhiyin just always feels that something is missing.

If Zhiyin is aware of it, she learns that the dean of the academy has a daughter named Yaoniang, who is as beautiful as a treasure with love.Not only that, Yaoniang is omnipotent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially good at painting skills, which is better than the world-renowned dean of the academy.

He Mengshu went to the state capital to take the exam, and Zhiyin began to learn to read.She always listened to He Mengshu's endorsement. She also recognized a few characters when she was young, but she stumbled and stumbled, and finally recognized hundreds of characters. Others laughed at her when they saw it:

"Zhiyin, you're a woman, what do you do for reading? Is it possible that you can still take the number one examination?"

"Zhiyin doesn't take the test, her future husband will take the test."

"He Xiucai is someone who knows how to read. Once he writes, he will have great achievements. From now on, we Zhiyin will be the official wife."

"If He Xiucai becomes a high-ranking official, will he still fall in love with Zhiyin?"

"If it wasn't for Zhiyin to study for him, where would he get an official to do it? If Zhiyin is responsible for him, his spine will be broken."

"The letter sent by Mr. He, Zhiyin, if you really know how to read, I won't read it for you."

Zhiyin read the letter slowly, thinking carefully when encountering unfamiliar words.First he showed joy, then he won the lift, and soon all the blood on his face disappeared.

He wrote it in his own hand, only for the love of brother and sister, without the intention of marriage.When he returns, he will make another compensation.Left and right are nothing but engagement, just dissolve the engagement.

"Who is he going to marry, Yaoniang?"

The original director died of illness, and the new director moved in. Yaoniang moved to the town to make a living by selling paintings.She was covered with a veil, revealing only a pair of shining eyes.

"Are you here to buy paintings?" Yaoniang asked.

Zhiyin shook her head and left in a hurry.She had seen this pair of eyes on paper before, it was painted by He Meng.

It was Wei Shishi, the prefect's favorite jewel, who actually set the date of marriage with He Mengshu.The two came hand in hand, one with fame and one with wealth, they were a perfect match.

"Zhiyin, you are the only one with the best embroidery in Qingxi Town, can you help Shishi embroider her wedding dress?" He Mengshu said.

"You are as close as brothers and sisters, surely sister Zhiyin is willing to help me as a sister-in-law?"

"Zhiyin, Shishi has prepared 500 taels of silver notes for you to add makeup. For your sister-in-law's sake, let's help her this time. She is clumsy and can't do needlework at all, unlike your ingenuity."

"Our family's embroidery work is all done by servants, how can I do this..." Wei Shishi was angry, pinched He Mengshu, he quickly apologized, and said a few words before making her laugh.

Zhiyin has no choice, she is an orphan girl with no one to rely on.

The flowing satin in the palace, gold and silver embroidery threads, thumb-sized pearls... are the most expensive embroidery that Zhiyin has come into contact with.In order to catch up with the wedding date, they worked day and night with little rest.

As soon as she stopped, the nurse in charge of the embroidery workshop would prick the needle and reprimand her for being dishonest and deliberately delaying the wedding of the young lady and the uncle.

The wedding dress is about to be completed, and the embroidery is exquisite.

The phoenix is ​​so lifelike that it almost wants to fly out, spreading its wings and singing.

Zhiyin wanted to keep the appearance of her wedding dress, fearing that she would forget it in the future.Sometimes her eyes would suddenly go blind and get blurry.

While the people in Jinxiu Village were asleep, she quietly invited Yaoniang and hired her to draw the appearance of the wedding dress.

"You put it on, and I'll draw it." Yaoniang grew up in an academy, with a cold and proud temperament, and casually said:

"You must look better in clothes than Wei Shishi."

Zhiyin shook her head and said with a smile, "I didn't ask you to draw the wedding dress because I wanted to marry He Ju."

"I like my embroidery very much. This is the best embroidery. I feel a little sad that I won't have the chance to see it in the future, so I ask you to draw her."

"If you have to wear it alone, sister, you can wear it, and then look in the mirror."

Now Yaoniang is also an orphan, and the two are called sisters.Yaoniang is older, she is the elder sister, and Zhiyin is the younger sister.

"You underestimated my drawing skills. I know how to draw on paper just by looking at your face. I don't need to try on the clothes myself." When we arrived at Zhiyin, it was more prosperous than before.

"Sister, you are amazing." Zhiyin admired.

Yaoniang didn't want to stay for a long time, so she wrote down the appearance of the wedding dress, drew some sketches of details, and left the embroidery workshop.

Zhiyin continued to embroider the unfinished phoenix tail feathers. She hadn't slept for too long and was always very sleepy.As long as the embroidery is finished, there will be 500 taels of silver.

She can buy a small yard and live opposite Yaoniang, and see if Yaoniang is willing to teach her how to draw. If she is willing, she will take care of all Yaoniang's clothes in the future.If the painting skills cannot be passed on to the outside world, it would be good to ask Yaoniang to help draw embroidery samples...

Thinking about her future life, Zhiyin braced herself to finish her embroidery.

She is so sleepy.

When was the last time you slept?

two days ago?I also took a break yesterday, so I can't think clearly.

The candle was burned out, and no one came to continue it.

Zhiyin reached out to touch the place where the candle was placed, but was burned by the burning flame, and it was still pitch black in front of her eyes.

She stopped the needle for a while, as it always did recently, suddenly she couldn't see anything, and her eyes were completely dark.When you finish embroidering your wedding dress, you should get a good night's sleep as soon as you write.

She sat there quietly, suddenly a heavy sorrow rose in her heart, her eyes were dry and she couldn't shed tears.

Sleepiness swept in like a mountain torrent, and like a boundless swamp, she sank deeply, and no one came to rescue her.Zhiyin couldn't hold on any longer, leaned on the wedding dress, and fell into a deep sleep.Only in the dream can there be a moment of comfort, I hope the long dream will never wake up.