Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed - Chapter 111

“There is no mink in your painting.” Luan bird asked in a low voice, “Is King Lingshan not allowed you to draw? Because King Xueshan was originally a mink, so he doesn’t like mink?”

There were no candles in the hall, only the moonlight passed through the glazed windows and slanted in.

From the four walls to the arched roof, there are thousands of monsters in the hall murals with different shapes and hairs.

The demon’s eyes were lit with Canran gold paint, and under the silver moonlight, countless pairs of demon’s eyes appeared cold and radiant, as if they were alive.

Since Luan Bird has seen murals and “court painters”, those shadows have always surfaced in her mind and are lingering. She knew she should n’t come again, which was dangerous, but the fresco seemed to have a strange magic that attracted her, making her afraid and longing. The feast of the demon is approaching day by day, and it is almost the day when the little demon perform arts, but she is absent in rehearsing and practicing songs.

“The painter is a good demon, he will not say it.” With this idea, the Luan bird finally found the courage to sneak into the hall at night and chat with the “court painter”.

Come and go, they get familiar.

The painter smiled when he heard the words, but there was a touch of sadness between his eyebrows.

He has a gentle look, and he never seems to be angry.

He said: “I have painted before.”

The artist took a scroll from his sleeve and slowly unfolded it.

I saw on the slightly yellowed drawing paper, the snow flakes all over the sky, Hanmei slanted, a white mink nest beside the snowdrift, behind the bright night sky star trails and snowy mountains.

The mink’s eyebrows were agile, and Yuxue was lovely, making the demon seeing the vulgar.

Luan bird exclaimed: “This picture is really good! It’s better than other monsters.”

When painting this picture, King Lingshan did not have good paper and ink, and his painting skills did not reach the level of perfection. It is far less skilled than now, but the brushstrokes are delicate and full of strong feelings. It is really his most proud painting.

Such a satisfying masterpiece, but no demon appreciation, no demon praise. It is a pity that Jinyi night walks and the pearl is dusty.

Luan bird said: “It’s a pity. I see a mink in this mural.”

The painter said: “A demon is coming.”

Luan bird was startled, and she heard the footsteps outside the palace. She was frightened and flew out of the glazed window, but she did not forget to add: “I will come to you again tomorrow night!”

The painter stood alone in the high and wide palace, looking around the walls: “Yeah, it’s just a mink.”

He walked along the wall, as if admiring his work, thinking about where to add a stroke and add a mink.

The footsteps were near, and the demon entered the temple and fell to the ground: “King.”

King Lingshan did not look back, still looking at the mural: “Say.”

The gray wolf demon will consider: “The tiger will privately tune the demon soldier and go to the direction of Baihe City. Will he be ordered to recall him?”

King Lingshan shook his head: “Let him go and suffer a loss before he realizes that he is losing weight.”

…

The night wind blew through, the flowing clouds scattered, and the moon shadows appeared and disappeared.

Meng Xueli’s drinking awakened, and his thinking became clear.

He asked Chu Hua: “Baihe King is recruiting demon who is good at climbing or flying? Is it best to go to heaven?”

Chu Hua did not understand why Elder Meng suddenly thought of this, and wondered: “Yes.”

Meng Xueli: “Look at what’s in the sky?”

Bi You: “There are clouds.”

“anything else?”

Ruan Hui: “Star Moon.”

Meng Xueli smiled and said: “There are Zhenyao Tower.”

The tower rises. The trapped demon is in the sky, between the clouds and the moon.

Chu Hua shivered again: “Elder Meng means … King Baihe wants to go to the demon tower in town?”

“Town demon tower” is not a sightseeing spot by the White River, but the most dangerous prison in the demon world.

The demon who wants to go to the tower has only one purpose-to rescue the rebellious demon.

Ruan Hui and Bi You looked at each other, as if frightened by this speculation: “If King Lingshan finds out, wouldn’t he be sending troops to fight? Baihe and Lingshan are fighting?”

Meng Xueli realized that his speech was not appropriate, half demon was timid, and it was really not suitable to talk about it at night. If you have something to say during the day, at least let the children sleep well.

Meng Xueli: “I guess what you want. It’s not early, go back and rest.”

After the half demon resigned, the terrace was quiet. The wind blows the bead curtain crisply, Ji Xiao stands side by side with Meng Xueli, and looks far away in silence.

Meng Xueli shook Ji Xiao’s hand back: “When you saved me, I promised you to be a new person, to eat vegetarian food, and forget the past, no one knows how to do it.”

Ji Xiao looked down at him and said lightly: “The Taoist companions are one. I can share it for you, I am willing, you should not think so.”

Meng Xueli quickly apologized: “I was wrong, you don’t bother me.”

Ji Xiao looked at Zhenyao Tower, his tone slightly softer: “Can those two demon be old with you?”

This sentence did not end, but Meng Xueli understood it. Ji Xiao was willing to help him with his old things, and was willing to understand his past, just as he often envied jealous Hu Hu, because the latter participated in Ji Xiao’s youth.

Meng Xueli pondered: “The friendship is not deep. But Bai He and Zi Fox are the subordinates of King Lingshan. They must know what happened before and after King Lingshan poisoned me.”

The python, spirit mink and peacock are three friends.

Three years ago, he was betrayed by a python and was chased and killed outside the realm. When the incident happened, Que Xianming was playing in the world. Who said that he knew the most about “how the python planned the poisoning of the mink” was bound to be the five closest veterans under the command of King Lingshan.

When the python got up, when it was planned, and when it started to act, he didn’t feel it, thought it over, and had a lot of doubts. In other words, why should Python be opposed, can I be sorry for him?

That memory was too painful. Meng Xueli was reluctant to think about it before, even holding the escape mentality of “I have been a man, why should I mention it again?”

Why are you thinking now? Because after Ji Xiao, life is sweet enough, he is no longer afraid of any suffering.

Ji Xiao said: “If you want to go to the tower to ask, I will accompany you.”

Meng Xueli didn’t answer, how could he let Tao Lu take risks?

He embraced Ji Xiao’s neck and shifted the topic: “The beauty of Liangchen, waste will be condemned, let’s sleep.”

…

The rooms of the three half demon are next door, which are the same as Meng Xueli’s room.

Biyou closed the door, and the excitement of living in a luxurious luxury viewing room for the first time has been replaced by anxiety.

“I think Elder Meng’s speculation makes sense.” Chu Hua said, “Why did King Baihe live at the bottom of the river all the year round, why did he suddenly want to go to heaven? The time is just before the Wannian Conference?”

Ruan Hui was cautious in nature: “It’s hard to figure out what happened to the big demon. We will ship tonight and leave Baihe City tomorrow!”

Bi You said to Chu Hua: “Then you join us on the road to Heishaizhai. You will find the dark fellow over there to hide from the limelight. If everything is peaceful in Baihe, you will come back.”

In the past few years, there have been frequent wars in the demon world, and it has become common for secret lines to interact with each other.

Chu Hua scratched his ears: “Okay. Ship tonight, and run together tomorrow!”

In another room, Meng Xueli was leading the companions to the bed. The unique water bed of Baihe City Inn is made of fish glue to make a smooth skin, which is filled with warm water and covered with a thin layer of gauze yarn, which is soft and comfortable. When people press it up, the sound of water is slightly loud, and they can feel the warm and full water bed through the shark yarn.

When he pressed the Taoist companions, he had to untie Ji Xiao’s outer robe, and even had an impatient meaning, because he was afraid that the other party would speak indifferently, and put forward requirements such as “practice sword” and “practice.”

Fortunately, Ji Xiao did not.

Ji Xiao let Meng Xueli move, and his expression was gentle and accommodating.

Looking at the sage’s face that bullied Séxue, Meng Di was embarrassed, and explained arrogantly:

“I’ll just hold you and sleep, and don’t do anything else. I sleep more comfortably except my robe. We don’t meditate tonight, let’s experience the ‘Baihe Water Bed’, which is also a specialty. Great old, come here … … “