Chapter 2117 Remaining Tears
Suddenly, the fisherman waved his hand gently, and a ball of spiritual light jumped onto the painting.
The young man in the painting suddenly came to life and walked down from the painting. After a while, the girl also came to life and jumped down from the painting.
The young man jumped down from the balcony, walked to the river, picked a river flower, and stood under a green willow tree beside a bluestone bridge.
"They're selling flowers. They're selling flowers. My husband, please buy one. I only picked it when it's fresh."
A scene that shocked Xu Yi and others happened. A flower girl half a man's height actually sold flowers to the young man who came down from the painting.
Everyone thought that the young man was a ghost and could not be detected by outsiders. A flower girl with no cultivation could actually talk to him.
The young man shook the flowers in his hand, smiled back, and the flower girl left.
The girl in green jumped forward and put her jade hand on the young man's shoulder. A strong wind suddenly broke out across the river, and the river seemed to be boiling, with a lot of bubbles rising.
The young man turned around with difficulty. The bluestone bridge hiding the lake began to show a lot of cracks, and the weeping willows on the riverside began to weather.
Finally, the young man still didn't turn his head, so it disappeared into thin air. A trace of confusion appeared in the girl's eyes, and she looked up at the sky.
Suddenly, the fisherman waved, and the girl turned into a ball of light and shadow and fell into the painting again.
The strong wind on the river suddenly stopped, but the cracks on the bluestone bridge remained, clearly indicating that everything that had happened before was not a dream, but reality.
Even the powerful monks could not withstand the successive drastic changes. The endless flow of people on the Lengyue River had dispersed.
The maniacally attracted spiritual power to the fisherman, shaking all directions. The highly respected Zheng Zhongzhi and Cao Zhongzhi seemed not to be seen, standing quietly like statues.
The storm subsided, and everyone's eyes fell on the picture. The young man had disappeared, and the girl's posture was the same as before. She stretched out her hand to put on the young man's shoulder, but the young man disappeared, and the girl's outstretched hand seemed to be slanted. Stretch in the air.
Compared with before, the girl's expression has also changed a lot. Originally she was excited and her eyes were bright, but now her eyes are filled with confusion and an indelible melancholy.
Such strange changes make people confused whether the person in the painting is dead or alive.
The fisherman sighed and pointed at the scroll, "Do it."
Xu Yi moved in the hall, his mind racing. Suddenly, he walked up to the Black-browed Emperor and slapped the Black-browed Emperor on the shoulder. The latter shouted, "You are seeking death!"
Xu Yi shrank his neck and said angrily, "Give me back my poetic soul!"
Suddenly, eight arms stretched out at the same time, hitting the black-browed emperor directly. The black-browed emperor was furious, and he wanted to fight back. He thought in his mind that it was not good, so he wanted to explain. The fisherman pointed his finger casually, and the black-browed emperor felt that the world was shaking. Gloomy.
The next moment, the Black-browed Emperor rolled on the spot, turned into a black pig, and fled with his hooves flying.
Xu Yi shot out a sword net and easily cut the black pig into countless pieces of meat.
Every piece of meat is extremely plump, crystal clear, and fragrant. No matter how greedy Xu Yi is, he has no intention of devouring human flesh. He absorbs a large amount of resources exploded from the Black Eyebrow Emperor's Starry Sky Ring and puts them into the Starry Sky Ring. With a wave, chunks of flesh covered with crystal clear jade flew up and fell towards the river.
Suddenly, countless aquatic tribes jumped up from the river, trying desperately to grab the piece of meat.
"Just tell me who you want to kill, why bother trying to be so clever?"
The fisherman's voice was as cold as water.
He had such magical powers that he could turn a human into a pig with the wave of his hand. This method was beyond everyone's imagination, and the whole audience was silent.
Among them, Su Xingchun was the most frightened. She could no longer stand and collapsed on the ground. When Xu Yi glanced at her, she actually responded with a smile that was uglier than crying.
Xu Yi really wanted to speak to the fisherman and deal with Su Xingchun and Tao Jingsheng like the black-browed emperor.
But he can't.
First, he had to think about Xuan Lengyan, after all, he was still known as Xuan Lengyan's disciple.
Both of them, he also knows very well that every time you spend a point of favor, you lose a point.
The fisherman has descended to earth like a god. It would be good for such a big shot to owe him a little more love.
He extremely regretted using such a clumsy trick on the Black-browed Emperor.
Xu Yi stopped moving and stared at the painting, letting his emotions completely integrate into the painting and savoring the sadness of the woman in the painting. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Every pore was gently blown by the wind. Trembling, he suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the lights and shadows suddenly gathered into words.
But I saw him write: When I was begging at night, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk. This year when I beg for the night, the moon and the lights are still there, I don’t see the people I used to have, and my spring shirt sleeves are filled with tears.
As if struck by lightning, the fisherman gently blew out a breath, catching the words formed by light and shadow in the air, and threw them into the painting. With a flash of light and shadow, the words were actually reflected in the painting.
The fisherman still couldn't control his emotions, and he couldn't help but chant repeatedly, "I can't see the people I used to be, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are filled with tears."
Suddenly, three tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.
Three tears fell on the ground. Suddenly, the wooden floor suddenly turned green, large areas of woodland began to surge, and countless green vines sprouted all over the room.
The fisherman put away the three tears, stared at them, and suddenly smiled, "Haha, haha, unexpectedly I still have tears, how many years have passed, haha, Ah Ruan, what you said is wrong, I have not cultivated to be neither human nor demon. Dead thing, look, I still have tears, I can still shed them.”
The fisherman seemed to be going crazy, sometimes murmuring and sometimes laughing. The whole tower shook with his moderate laughter, and the waves on the river surface were one after another.
After more than ten rests, the fisherman regained his composure.
He pulled a piece of hair, strung the three tears into a string of beads, hung them around his neck, and walked towards the stairs.
Seeing that the figure was about to disappear into the corridor, he suddenly turned back, stared at Xu Yi and said, "You helped me, but I haven't benefited from it yet."
As soon as the fisherman said these words, Su Xingchun's heart tightened, and there were many people in the audience sweating on their backs.
Xu Yi said, "Senior has helped me too much. Besides, it's just a poem. What's rare is that senior likes it without any benefit."
As he said this, the thousands of villains in Xu Daguan's heart started shouting at the top of their lungs, "Give me the benefits quickly, give me all the benefits you can give me, give me all..."
The fisherman said, "What you say is false, and you are just a common man. It's boring."
As he said that, the fisherman pulled out a hair and waved his hand. The hair was shot like a javelin. He suddenly felt a murderous intention. Xu Yi couldn't move. Seeing that the javelin was about to pierce into the center of his eyebrows, Bailian suddenly The steel is steep and soft around the fingers.
The hair suddenly and smoothly wrapped around Xu Yi's left index finger.
Without saying another word, the fisherman picked up the fish basket in one hand and the fishing rod in the other, and hurried downstairs.
Xu Yixing walked up to Su Xingchun and slapped his palm violently, hitting him three times in a row. Su Xingchun's face was as swollen as a pig, "Remember, you will definitely die because of your bad mouth!"