Paintings of Terror

"Actually, both of us were quite dumbfounded along the way. There was no planning at all." Wei Dong sat by the window on the second floor of the inn, poking out his head to shine white crane feathers at the pedestrians on the street.

"We can only follow the NPC temporarily." In Fang Fei's heart, the old woman met on Shituoling was the first NPC, and the python man encountered after entering the Lion and camel kingdom was the second NPC.

Fang Fei suddenly remembered that under the illusion created by the white crane feathers, she was a big deep-sea fish with no direction, slowly moving forward on the boundless seabed-the more fragments without beginning and end, the more panicking the heart.

"What did you see with your feathers?" Fang Fei couldn't help being curious.

Weidong looked at it for a while before losing interest: "I see what the heads of these animals look like. For example, the wild boar spirit, what I saw was a wild boar in a deep mountain searching for food; There are those two rabbit spirits. What I saw are two burrowing rabbits on the grassland—it's weird, what should they be or what, why we are not humans."

"..." Is there any solution to this question in Fang Fei's mind? Is his own world the inner world? Or is it the experience of the previous life?

"But you're pretty accurate. Don't you like diving? You have become a'fish that swims all day long'." When Weidong said this, he still looked at the streets outside with his feathers. people.

"This thing still has something to do with hobbies?" Fang Fei felt that no matter how profound the question, it became very commonplace and commonplace in Weidong. ——It's as if someone brought a plate of very precious and special ingredients, and he directly added chopped green onion to the pot to make a big pot of lump soup.

"Anyway, I have become a dog that keeps running for a living," Wei Dong said with emotion. He removed the feathers and looked at Fang Fei. "You know what? I looked at the dog and looked for it. The food that came was put in the dog pot, and I remembered that when I was paid every month, I had to give the big head to my mother. When I got married, I had to take the big head to my daughter-in-law. ...No wonder the dog is so thin..."

"..." The clearly miserable background story made him say this into a short story.

Weidong picked up the feathers again and took photos outside, and suddenly let out a "quack" scream.

Fang Fei moved the goose head over: "Hey?"

"It's okay, it's the snakehead over there," Wei Dong pointed to a slightly thinner snakehead man, "I just saw it once shed its skin. That scene was quite uncomfortable."

In the following words, Wei Dong didn’t say: It seems that TV dramas are performed blindly, and the real snake molting is not as good-looking as Bai Suzhen’s molting...

"Are we still in contact with that python man?" Fang Fei sat back at the table again, her tone a little solemn.

Wei Dong also closed the window and put away the white crane feathers: "You don't want that python man to find pure people, right?"

"I can't accept that the same kind of heart is refined and dedicated to Dapeng."

"Well, we are not of the same kind as others. I think true pure humans are almost at the level of saints."

Fang Fei glared at Wei Dong and continued: "I even think that Chunren might know the whereabouts of the fragments. However, Chunren will definitely be more fortunate when it comes to Lion and Camel, so should you find Chunren? Quite contradictory."

Weidong grabbed his own goose head, feeling that he was not smart, and he also installed a bird's head, and his brain capacity was even smaller: "Let’s learn from the big guys, let’s draw a picture to analyze and analyze. Three heads even beat Zhuge Liang."

"We are two."

Weidong put the white crane feather on the table: "Niaoxian's feather is one."

To draw pictures, you must have paper and pen. Weidong found a book from his baggage, but he didn't find a pen for a long time.

Fang Fei found an inkstone on the table of the inn, dipped it in water and polished it, and took out a large feather from the pile of feathers: "Let's write with feathers dipped in ink."

Weidong saw that she was handing a feather of a great bustard and dipped it in ink, always feeling awkward: "This is the feather of a bustard. I always feel that I want to write a great book like "Jin Ping Mei"..."

"..."

Weidong took the initiative to change a pigeon feather, dipped it in ink, and began to paint on the notebook. In a few strokes, he drew a very three-dimensional New Year painting woodblock fragment. The pattern on the fragment drew a question mark: "Our ultimate The goal is to find the fragments. At present, our only gain is to have a bird fairy feather that can find pure humans. With this feather, we can have the following options—"

Weidong drew a feather with a quill pen, and then listed several branches: "One is that we dumped the python male and used feathers to find pure people; the second is that we hide the bird fairy feathers. , For the time being, give the other feathers to the python man, so as not to stop the road, but also to exchange news with this person; the last one is to give him all the feathers and see after he finds the bird fairy feathers, Is there a faster and more convenient way to find pure people."

"However, after the python man finds the pure human, the pure human life will be lost." Fang Fei said.

"Then negate the third option first," Wei Dong crossed out the option with pure human heart.

Both people actually prefer the second option. Although this option is not creative, at least all aspects are taken into consideration.

"The benefits that python men may have for us are: maybe there is a way to find pure people, maybe there is a way to make friends with the upper class of the lion and camel country, and the python men should have a certain social relationship here for many years," Fang Fei further analyzed "In addition, he promised to give us a dragon ball after it's done. I don't know if that thing is of any use to us."

No other team members are here to provide thinking suggestions. Fang Fei feels that she has been forced to say a lot, and she doesn't feel much like herself for a while, but now sees Weidong staring at her unblinkingly, as if she has discovered something. Like the New World.

Fang Fei stopped talking and looked at Wei Dong coldly, with that expression as if she wanted to say: Looking at my mother like this again, it's pretty nice to smoke you.

Wei Dong looked at it for a while before taking back his gaze, lowered his head and fiddled with his eyes for a long time: "Fang Fei, I found a particularly good way."

"..."

"This is what I thought of when I was drawing feathers," Wei Dong pointed to the feather he had just drawn on the notebook. "A complete feather is composed of many small hairs, just like the veins of a leaf. Yes, I just wondered whether these fine hairs are like the eyelashes of the bird fairy.

"Then, just when you were analyzing, I quietly plucked a little hair from the bird fairy's feathers and placed it in the position of the eyelashes. As a result, I saw your original shape again!"

Fang Fei's expression was ugly for a while, and relieved for a while, and finally she didn't know what expression to use.

"I find that only when I am still in the spirit, I can see the other side of the other side. If you relax, it will be no different from the usual angle of view." Wei Dong pulled out a little hair and gave Fang Fei. "We can find a way to use some glue. Something like this, cut this short, and stick it to our eyelids like a woman’s false eyelashes~"

"..."

Fang Fei put the tiny feathers on the eyelashes, avoided Weidong, and looked directly at the pedestrians outside the window. She really clearly saw the original form of a werewolf-a strong black wolf in the mountains. He tore a person, put his head into the person's abdominal cavity, ate his stomach empty, raised his head, his entire head was stained red with blood.

Fang Fei was very uncomfortable, so she turned her eyes away: "In "Journey to the West", did Tang Monk and the others enter the city?"

"Fortunately not. While in Shituoling, Tang Seng was caught by the little demon of the green lion and white elephant, and the second demon king notified Dapeng that he planned to share Tang's meat with the three brothers."

Fang Fei asked: "Why do you live forever after eating Tang Monk meat?"

"Because Tang Seng was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, he was a good man for the tenth generation."

"Who is Jin Chanzi?"

Weidong talked about these things like many treasures: "Jin Chanzi is the second disciple of Buddha Tathagata. Regarding the meaning of Jin Chanzi, some people say that Jin Chan's shelling itself means regeneration."

Having said that, both of them seemed to think of something at the same time.

Wei Dongdao: "In "Journey to the West", the purpose of these three monsters is to eat Tang monk meat, but we have not heard of the monks from the East and the earth after entering this world. Instead, the python man repeatedly mentioned'pure humans' "Zhixin", is it true that "pure human heart" and "Tang Monk Meat" mean the same?"

"Regardless of whether the'Pure Human Heart' has the effect of immortality, at least this is what Dapeng wants," Fang Fei said of her own thoughts, "Does this pure man allude to Tang Seng?"

Wei Dong blurted out: "If that's the case, let's not give up the pure people!"

Perhaps in Wei Dong's heart, the Tang Seng and Sun Wukong in "Journey to the West" will always be the unshakable righteous party.

Fang Fei looked at Wei Dong, as if he had never seen this person as firm as he is now.

"You said, what would it be like if this situation today were analyzed by the chief shepherd?" Wei Dong scratched his head.

"Can't guess it." Fang Fei felt a little far away from Mu Yiran's thinking.

"What if Mr. Shao?"

"Can't guess it either."

"What if... Kerr?"

Fang Fei thought about Ke Xun, who belonged to the same activist school as herself, and for a while did not know whether that person would choose to follow the python man or go straight to the palace wall to observe the Dapeng bird.

"Ke Er's ideas are often unexpected. He often finds new clues..." Weidong's black bean eyes suddenly brightened, "I found that we seem to have overlooked a clue."

Fang Fei has already thought about turning around, planning to get the dragon ball of the python man first, and then double her demon power, calling on the little demons throughout the city to help find the fragments...

Fang Fei blinked: "What clue?"

"We just said that we are three heads now!" Wei Dong picked up the white crane feather, "Since the bird fairy can leave feathers, then the bird fairy himself must be in the lion and camel kingdom!"

When Weidong said this, Fang Fei also felt that this idea was very feasible, but didn't want to praise him directly, so she said: "Niaoxian himself is not only in the Lion and Camel country, but also in the Xicui Building in the Lion and Camel country."

Indeed, this pile of feathers was found by the old bustard, and the owners of these feathers were either the girls from Xicuilou or the guests of Xicuilou.

That is to say, Niaoxian may be an X server or a prostitute.

"What a bohemian god!" Wei Dong laughed.