The fierce flames are coming!
The two demons were frightened by the sudden appearance of the ferocious god, with red eyes and red light from the cracks in the spider webs on his chest. They were filled with fierce power and murderous intent. How could there be so many ferocious people in this small mortal country?
Looking from the sky, I saw a crimson flame hitting the two demons!
Boom~!
The shock wave spread and debris flew.
The snake demon boy rushed forward with a knife, and joined forces with Xiao Shitou to fight against the enemy. He actually suppressed the two strange monsters and gained the upper hand. The two of them had been together for many years and had a deep relationship. They were never afraid of anyone in a fight. Of course, if you can't beat them, you can call them boss, anyway. Lying in the lake not far away.
"Ah...get out of my way!"
The male demon burst out with demonic energy, pushing the stone and the boy back.
The banshee raised her hand to stop her accomplice, shook her head, paused the fight, stood a few feet apart, and spoke carefully after careful consideration.
"Why should we fight for life and death when we have no grudges? How about we talk calmly?"
Hearing this, the angry little stone quit.
Raising his fingers, the two monsters cursed.
"I***! You can fight and stop whenever you want?"
The two demons turned green with anger, and the banshee gnashed her teeth. Where did this little thing learn dirty words?
"Little bald head! Do you want to continue fighting?"
"Come on! Let's hurt each other!"
The two guys from Zhuquan Temple are not afraid at all. After all, there is a 200-foot-long divine beast sleeping behind them, and they are full of confidence. Moreover, this is a secular country, with a city god, an earth god, and a river god. The things here must have been reported to them long ago. , Heavenly soldiers and generals will come soon.
Miraculously, the two demons of unknown origin endured it.
He took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress his anger and continued to talk. He could bear the humiliation and bear the burden. After all, he couldn't kill the other party now, especially when he still had a mission.
"We admit that it was a misunderstanding before, can we let it go? The two of us have something to handle on the mountain, how about we go to the door to apologize later?"
"Exposed? I'll expose your ***!"
Xiao Shitou cursed freely, and the two demons couldn't bear it anymore.
The evil spirit spreads and prepares for a quick victory.
There are many mortals near the dock along the river, and there will definitely be more casualties in the fight.
suddenly!
The two monsters looked into the distance in fear.
I saw an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and a long beard walking towards the mountain road.
In an instant, the two demons lost their fighting spirit. They looked ordinary and had weathered faces, wearing shabby monk robes, straw sandals, and straw hats. However, the beast's intuition told them that the old monk was the most powerful one. They suddenly remembered the rumors. It was said that there was a fight between Heaven and the demon clan. On the battlefield, an old monk purified countless evil spirits with the wave of his hand.
How did you meet him?
Little Stone and the snake demon boy stood on both sides to protect the master.
Huixian smiled and clasped his hands.
"Two benefactors, your destiny is created by yourself and your appearance is born from your heart. One thought of foolishness is the end of Prajna, and one thought of wisdom is the birth of Prajna. Please go back. You should not come here."
The male demon wanted to argue but was stopped by the female demon, who smiled reluctantly.
"Master, let's leave now."
After saying that, he took the reluctant male demon and left quickly.
As for understanding what the old monk meant, forget it, I don’t have that fate.
Lake bottom.
Bai Yujun's eyelashes fluttered...
It is difficult for ordinary people to know what happened after that. The earth god thanked Old Huixian for taking away the disaster, but the heavenly soldiers and heavenly warriors were slower and had fewer manpower. It seemed that there was something delayed in the sky. Since nothing happened, the three people from Zhuquan Temple The group decided to go to the city to beg for alms.
I heard that Yuan Guo in the east of the city was giving out porridge for free, so the three masters and apprentices ran very fast.
…
Three days later.
Today is the day the mural is completed, and the news spreads throughout Jinling.
Both ordinary people and elegant people rushed to Jinshan to watch the excitement. The government arranged for police officers to maintain order, and they all came to see the painting that most resembled a dragon in the legend.
The dock incident caused no ripples.
There was a bustle of men, women, old and young.
The poor walk while the rich take advantage of their pride and make noise.
On the mountain, the temple.
The mural has been completed, and the misty dragons are flying. The most important thing is that there is that kind of charm in it, as if the four dragons can wake up at any time. People all praise that only an expert can draw the dragons, which are both tangible and spiritual. The only thing they are not used to is that they are not. Dot the eyes.
Today, Zhang Yao saw the gold reward and placed it in front of the painting.
With a helpless smile, the dragon girl only gave herself scraps of silver...
An acquaintance came forward.
"Brother Zhang, do you want to do your eye-rolling today?"
"I...haha, it's not difficult to add the eye. I'm worried that the dragon will break through the wall and fly away."
Zhang Yao talked nonsense.
In fact, I was hesitant but ready to make a move.
Others thought it was ridiculous and came forward one after another to persuade them. Although it only takes one stroke to make a painting, it is the most beautiful if it is done by the person who made the painting. Other people's adding of eyes will make the painting defective. You must know that even a single mistake in a masterpiece can be missed. Thousands of miles away, no one can accept the ruined work of God.
With this painting, Jinling will become famous from now on.
In the end, not only friends persuaded me, but also the leading literati in the city suggested adding the key points. The senior officials wanted to write it themselves, but the scholars made too much noise and had to give up.
Slowly, Zhang Yao also felt that it was time to light up the dragon's eyes.
Otherwise, the painting will always feel imperfect.
"Forget it, let's put the finishing touch on it today!"
Everyone was overjoyed.
"Okay~!"
He took out the pen and ink given by the Dragon Girl and calmed down.
The wise man asked everyone to be quiet. Soon, a needle could be heard near the temple. Everyone was staring at Zhang Yao who had become different, fully expecting the work to be completed.
He took a long breath, walked slowly to the mural, and looked into the blank space in Shenlong's eyes.
Inexplicable.
The wind suddenly started blowing on the river...
Dark clouds drifted from nowhere in the clear sky, and the river stirred up whitecaps!
The people in the temple did not notice the abnormality in the sky and the river water. The weather became dull, the fish in the river sank to the bottom one after another, the horses and mules pulling the carts neighed uneasily, and the cats and dogs hid in their dens, as if they were afraid of avoiding something.
Birds are falling from the sky one after another!
People pointed at the fallen birds.
In the city, Huixian, holding a wooden bowl for alms, shook his head.
"Donor Bai underestimated herself."
In the temple.
Zhang Yao raised his pen to dot the eyes perfectly, and dotted two dragons in succession. He raised his arm to dot the eyes of the remaining two dragons, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Everyone was stunned.
The dragon's eyes were filled with shock and became full of power, seeming to be alive.
Someone pointed at the dragon painting on the wall and spoke.
"Look! The dragon... the dragon is alive! It's moving!"
Hearing this, the weird feeling in Zhang Yao's heart became stronger and stronger. Because he stood close enough, he saw that the dragon claw in front of him seemed to actually move...
Boom!
Divine thunder exploded over Jinshan Mountain, and water vapor filled the air and electric snakes swam away.
The river suddenly stirred up huge waves several feet high, and the wind was strong. Looking from Jinling City, Jinshan Mountain seemed to be enveloped by a black cloud. Thunder and lightning kept flashing in the black cloud. The water along the river surged, and the momentum even woke up the sleeping dragon at the bottom of the lake.
The mural dragon is alive!
Everyone present witnessed with their own eyes the two dragons with their eyes twisted.
The clouds and mist were as usual, and the two dragons struggled to get out of the painting, but the ink stains actually separated from the wall and turned into a solid shape. Everyone was going crazy. The shock was followed by deep fear. They involuntarily stepped back and screamed. The temple was in chaos. Make a ball.
Two dragons wander away from the mural and hover.
The space was small, and pieces of dragon scales brushed against his forehead.
"Ho~!"
The four claws slammed into the roof, smashing the roof tiles, and flew into the sky with its claws and teeth.
Zhang Yao was dumbfounded, looking at the two blank spaces and the two remaining dragons at a loss. He really never thought that dotting the eyes would bring the dragons back to life. No wonder the old monk gave him thousands of warnings.
In the distance, two dragons can be seen soaring into the sky from Jinling City, flying into the black clouds and spreading rain.
But painting is painting after all.
Painted with ink stained with dragon energy.
On the lake, Moubai glanced twice, yawned and fell asleep.
It didn't take long.
The two dragons in the black cloud gradually exhausted and disappeared.
The vision disappeared, and there were only two blank spaces and two dragons with no eyes left in the temple. People were shocked by Zhang Yao's miraculous painting skills. No one dared to touch the eyes of the remaining two dragons. If they flew away again, they would probably appear again in the future. I have never seen such a masterpiece.
No one noticed the gold disappearing.
Zhang Yao had eighty taels of silver in front of him, which was enough.
Since then, there have been many legends about "the finishing touch" in the world.
Notes on Famous Paintings: The dragons in Jinshan murals do not touch the eyes, but fly away immediately after saying the words to touch the eyes. People think it is absurd, so please touch them. In a moment, thunder and lightning broke through the wall, and the two dragons rode on the clouds and soared up to the sky. Everyone in the two dragons was there without blinking their eyes.
