The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

x Ye Nongying's eyes rolled, "Could it be that he is not dead?"

"The way of heaven was overthrown, and the two clans of gods and demons were covered by glaciers. No matter how strong they are, they are inevitable. The two clans almost instantly lost their lives. How could he not die?"

Thinking of the scene back then, the little white deer couldn't help being in a trance.

"There are no absolutes in the world." Ye Nongying raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you living well?"

Little Bailu retorted: "My master and I are special."

"The gods and demons are not mortals, you are special, don't you have to be special without other gods and demons?" The more Ye Nongying said, the more he felt that his words were reasonable. "Besides, Gong Yulan also lived well?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to Yin Huiyin: "Mr. Yin has only one skeleton left, but he still has five senses and six senses, so he can live well!"

Little Bailu opened his mouth and finally failed to say anything to refute.

After all, the facts are in sight.

However, once he accepts this setting, he grows his head, "If Xiang is not dead, and many demons of the Demon Clan are not dead, then they must be stocking up their strength and trying to rejuvenate the Demon Clan. By then, will the world be in chaos? "

After speaking, worried and raised his head to look at Duanmu Yawang, wanting to ask her what she thinks, but unexpectedly saw her raise her eyebrows and fell into contemplation.

"Owner?"

Little Bailu pulled her sleeves hard, "What are you thinking about?"

"No, I just thought of something."

"whats the matter?"

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer directly, but said: "Perhaps the shadowing is right."

"Ah? Then, what should I do?" Xiao Bailu became more panicked when she said this.

"What can we do?" Duanmu Yawang flicked his forehead, and said in a relaxed tone: "We are humans, you are a **** but the power is not as good as ours. What can I do to help?"

Little Bailu couldn't believe it: "Don't you just ignore it?"

"It's not just sitting idly." Duanmu Yawang felt that he didn't need to be too pessimistic: "But, don't worry too much. After all, even if that Xiang is still alive, Gong Yulan is still alive, right? There is the power of mutual checks and balances!"

After that, he said: "Besides, for so many years, hasn't he uncovered any storms?"

"Yes."

Listening to Duanmu Yawang's analysis, Xiao Bailu's flustered heart calmed down a lot.

Ye Nongying glanced at Duanmu Yawang, and asked a question: "However, why does the painting with Xiang appear here? Is it possible that someone here is a demon?"

"Probably not. If there are demons here, there should be demonic energy. I can definitely smell it." Little Bailu sniffed, "but I don't smell the existence of demonic energy."

"I'm also very curious about why things of the Demon Race appear here." Duan Muya said: "We don't want to continue searching, and see if there is anything else about the Demon Race?"

"good."

So everyone started to look for it.

This room has the most books, calligraphy and painting, and it takes time to search through it, boring and boring.

Several people spent a lot of time but didn't find any key clues.

Over time, the little white deer kept yawning.

"No matter, let's go back first." Duanmu Yawang put down the books in his hands, "It's not good for us to be out for too long."

"All right."

As a result, everyone put down their things one after another, ready to go.

Duanmu Yawang was still uneasy, she thought for a moment, went to the painting, and took it off.

"Would you like to take it away?" Ye Nongying frowned, "I'm afraid it will startle the snake."

"It shouldn't be?" Duanmu Yawang pointed to the room to roll up, "If this shelf is empty, just fill it with another one."

"Aren't you deceiving yourself, even if you add it, it's a completely different painting, and it's obvious. What if someone else knows the things in this room well?"

Ye Nongying’s remarks are reasonable, but Duanmu Yawang scrolls' hands kept stopping for a while. Before answering, Yin Huiyin said: "Since Xiao Yawang really wants it, I will copy a picture to this painting after I go back. , And then send it back."

When speaking, Yin Huiyin also took a painting to fill the vacancy after Duan Mu Yawang took off the painting.

Duanmu Yawang smiled: "Thank you Xiaoyin'er."

"Be polite, let's go."

So a few people slipped away silently.

After returning to the room, everyone rested, but Duanmu Yawang didn't want to sleep.

She spread out the painting on the table and kept looking at it. The more she looked at it, the more she was amazed, “This painting is almost comparable to the picture of Shanghe on the Qingming Festival. The painting is so detailed and so good, and the details are amazing!”

"Shanghetu on Qingming Festival? What is that?"

Ye Nongying sat on the bed to practice, opened her eyes and asked.

"A famous painting, you probably haven't heard of it." Duan Mu Yawang stared at the tiny plants depicted in the painting, identifying the plants and animals in the painting one by one, always feeling that the more he looked at the more detailed, he actually painted an illusion of texture. .

She couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

"what?"

It feels weird and rough.

The painting is very flat, what can be seen by the naked eye is reliable, but it has a very detailed and mottled texture to the touch.

She pondered for a moment, and then took out a magnifying glass from the medical system.

She really just took it casually, but she didn't expect that she looked through the magnifying glass, and suddenly stayed!

I saw that all the details are densely packed in the zoomed environment!

For example, the mountain in the painting, the coconut of a plant drawn randomly on the mountain, the coconut can see many small plants under the magnifying glass!

Duanmu Yawang is blinded!

I was just looking at the painting, and I didn't expect it to be like a treasure hunter at this moment!

There is still picture-in-picture!

"Shadow!"

Duanmu Yawang intuitively felt that this painting was not simpler than she thought, and the painting in this painting was really amazing, and it was a supernatural workmanship. She was so excited that she would re-enter the practice of Ye Nong Ying, "Quick, come and see. Look!"

"What are you looking at?"

Ye Nongying was not interested, but seeing Duanmu Yawang's expression of excitement, she couldn't help but get off the bed, and came over and asked: "This painting is so attractive to you? Why does it make you so excited?"

"look by youself."

Duanmu Yawang pulled her and pulled her over. Ye Nongying was almost torn off. She was about to stare at her to see that there are many small details under the lens of the magnifying glass, and her eyes widened: "This painting also hides mystery. Woolen cloth!"

"Yes."

Duanmu Yawang gave her the magnifying glass in her hand, and took out a higher multiple, "Come on, let's take a look together. Since it is a hidden mystery, then we have to find out the mystery!"

Ye Nongying dullly took it, and followed it dumbfoundedly, looking down at it carefully.

She also got more excited as she watched it, and she sighed and admired: "Oh my God, this painting is so ingenious, the use of light, shadow and details is so amazing! Is this really a painting by a human? Can a human draw such a painting? ?"