Chapter 223 I have a friend

Tiese stood on the city wall, holding a charcoal pencil and finishing the last stroke on the easel set up.

 He let out a sigh of relief and felt a little reluctant to give up.

On the sheepskin canvas, a crystal city is drawn from a diagonal perspective.

The city is defended by four tall walls, with a tall and straight obelisk built on each wall. This was a totem left by the old gods. Yao God did not destroy it, but gave it the responsibility of continuing to defend the city.

As soon as the Killing Locust gets close to the city wall, it will be burned by the fire spewed by the totem.

The road extends all the way out from the city gate and splits to the left and right, forming the first circular main road surrounding Crystal City.

The main road continues to branch out into branches in the west. Spider-web-like paths spread around this ancient and majestic city, but their sources all come from here.

After the fall of the empire, the villages located along the road were completely deserted. Coupled with the raging locust swarms, wooden houses and farmland were destroyed. Today only the remains of some stone walls and stone houses are left, as well as sand and gravel everywhere.

The wind blows sand and dust into the air, and these dilapidated villages appear and disappear, like an illusion.

 The local ghost said that this was not like this before, and the war changed everything. The ghosts of the empire hated the killing locusts and cursed these monsters, saying that the locust swarms had completely destroyed their homes.

 Tiesei was confused at first.

The real reason, isn’t it God Bo who launched a divine war?

War is the driving force and firewood for the Fifth Fearless Empire to continue to move forward. The history of the empire is the process of participating in one war after another.

 It’s just that this time the empire was defeated, so everything disappeared.

It seems that the ghosts do not hate war, but only hate defeat.

Tiesei thought so.

After three years in Crystal City, he realized that such an idea was both arrogant and frivolous.

 The old citizens of the empire cannot talk about the gods they believe in.

 The will of God is the will of the empire.

They dare not and cannot hate the **** Bo who used them as burial objects. They can only curse and hate the locust swarms, and vent all their unwillingness and pain through killing the locusts.

 It was only after Tiese became friends with many ghosts that he gradually came into contact with this contradictory and depressing mood.

 Some words cannot be said.

 It will take a long time to get rid of the imprint that Bosnian nerves have left on the world over the years.

 …

 In the capital city of the old empire, more than half of the houses collapsed and the ground became pitted.

It was like a giant palm descending from the sky, rolling over the originally orderly arranged buildings in the city, causing many to be deformed, either collapsed or crooked.

 The center of the imperial capital was originally the emperor's palace, and the palace dome was connected to the holy shrine. The tall and majestic palace stands high, surrounded by circular stairs and inner walls. It is like a giant sword thrust into the earth, with only the long hilt exposed.

 The top of the sword hilt is a high and shining shrine like a gem.

Its brick walls are made of pieces of glass and are encircled in a spherical shape. The top is a huge green crystal carved into a vertical eye, which represents the gods gazing at the world.

 In the past, commoners could not approach the palace, let alone the divine palace.

 The will of all gods is announced through the holy emperor Sot.

 Now, it has been transformed into a ghost lighthouse.

 Anyone can enter and visit.

 Local civilians can finally enter the place they dream of after death.

 Tiese often went to the lighthouse to ask Yaopu for advice. He felt that there was nothing magical about this place. The decoration inside was not very luxurious, but more about showing the majesty and deepening the emperor's attitude of being superior to everyone.

 So even though there are many steps inside, the places on the steps are basically areas and rooms that only the emperor can set foot on. To him, it looked like a maze.

Under the power of the old gods, the local ghosts not only had their bodies condensed into glass, but their ghost bodies also suffered a lot of damage. There are very few doctors who can treat ghosts, and Yaopu is one of them. As a ghost doctor, she chose to stay.

Withdrawing his gaze, Tiesai looked at his painting.

 For this work, he stayed in Crystal City for three years, and he went to the scene to observe and measure the scenes in the painting. However, because there is a lot of content in this painting, there are many detailed outlines, and the charcoal drawing is not enough, and it is easy to fade.

 So after Tiese completed the first draft, he had to go to Saniro in the south to borrow his quill pen and tobacco ink from Mr. Pava. Only by re-drawing this copy of Crystal City can it be better preserved in the world.

 Before leaving, Tie Sai found Yao Pu.

 “I’m leaving for Saniro in the south.”

 “Oh, are you coming back?”

"have no idea."

 “Then… I wish you good luck.”

 “This is for you.”

 Tiese took out a parchment roll from his backpack and handed it to the other party.

 The ghost doctor spread out the sheepskin and found a portrait painted on it. It was a young girl wearing armor. She had long hair tied behind her head, her eyes were tough and sharp, and she had a smile on her lips.

 She was stroking an illusory ghost with her hands and treating him.

 “How do you know what I look like?”

Yao Pu’s voice was full of surprise: “Can you be psychic?”

"Won't."

Tiese smiled and said: "I am a painter, and painters can always see the models they want to paint."

 “Goodbye when we are destined.”

The painter put his luggage on his back, walked out of the tower, and came to an underground cave. He got on the ground boat and traveled all the way underground, avoiding the killing migratory locusts, and rushed to the south.

Yaopu watched his friend leave through the window on the tower.

 She opened the parchment again.

 There is a line of small words on the back of the painting.

—To the most beautiful woman in my heart.

Yaopu sighed: "What a fool."

 …

After many bumps and turns, the iron barrier finally reached its destination.

In the inner city of Sanilo City, the Pava House directly opposite the fountain.

Pava, a legendary travel storyteller, is now quite old. His hair is half white. He is sitting on a rickety wicker chair and drinking a glass of honey water in front of the fire.

What makes Tiesai envious is that the lady standing next to him - Pava's wife Jyoti, still looks young, as if she is in her twenties. She has a delicate face and is very energetic.

"finished."

Tiese handed the sketch he drew to the couple.

On the drawing paper, Pava and Jyoti are cuddling together, looking plain but warm.

 “The painting is really good, Mr. Tiese, thank you.”

Jyoti looked happy as she sealed the painting in resin and fixed it on the wall.

Pava narrowed his eyes, crossed his legs and said, "Tiese, you seem to have something on your mind. Why don't you talk and listen."

Tiese smiled and said no.

Jyoti handed him a glass of honey water and said with a smile: "If there is anyone who needs help, we will help you."

 After hesitating for a moment, Tiesai said: "I have a friend who likes a beautiful girl..."

After listening, Pava said coldly: "Are you a fool?"

“You think you are romantic, free and stylish, don’t you?”

“Leave a painting to the woman you love, make her sad and emotional, and then go find another man and wait for another man to comfort and hold her. Is this what you want?”

"No, it's not..." Tie Sai was a little flustered.

 “Then why did you do this?”

 “I just don’t know what to say…”

 “Tell it like it is.”

Pava interrupted him: "Remember, tell it like it is."

Jodi also smiled and agreed: "Husband is right."

"Go. Take advantage of the last chance." Pava waved his hand impatiently: "I don't want to watch tragedies and stupid dramas, do what you can do."

"I see…"

Tiese picked up his backpack and ran out.

Jyoti reminded: "Don't leave your quill and cigarette ink behind."

 She pointed her finger, and a bundle flew towards the man at the door.

 “Oh, okay, thank you.”

 …

Tiese rode the **** armor and flew all the way. Half a month later, he returned to the high tower of Crystal City and rushed towards the ghost doctor.

“You’re back so soon?” Yao Pu was a little surprised.

"I…"

 Tiese took up the courage and said, "I want you to marry me!"

"Eh?"

Yaopu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react.

 “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

 “So you liked my past appearance.”

Tiese said honestly: "Yeah. Ever since I saw your appearance when I was sketching, I can't forget that I fell in love with you. In fact, it will take less than three years to paint this city. I just want to see more of you."

"I see."

Yaopu paused and whispered cautiously: "But, I am a married woman."

 “Huh?? What?”

Tiese was struck by lightning, his smile completely frozen: "No, no...why didn't you ever say that?"

 “You didn’t even ask.”

 “You lied to me! You are lying to me!”

"I did not lie to you."

Yaopu spread his hands: "My husband's name is Fabiani, and he is an archaeologist. Although he has little money and is a bit stubborn, he is a very good person."

“I’ve never heard of Mr. Fabiani having a wife!” Tiesai’s mentality exploded and his face turned pale.

"Because he said he didn't have money to hold a wedding and said he would make up for it later." Yaopu patiently explained: "An archaeologist doesn't have much money. It's not easy for him to be exposed to wind and rain all day long. So I also applied to become one. A martial monk can save a little more money to get married."

 Tiese clenched his fists and reluctantly launched a final inquiry: "Why did you marry him?"

Yaopu raised his helmet slightly and seemed to think seriously for a while.

"forgotten."

　　　…”

“We had known each other for two days, and he proposed to me. I thought he was good, so that was it.”

 “No…I don’t believe it…”

"This is the fact. We also registered at the YC City Hall. At that time, the mayor, Mr. Tonghai, and the commander, Mr. Botu, came to congratulate us."

 “I don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to hear it!”

Tiese ran out with a roar, tore his painting into pieces, and howled in the rain.

 …

On this night, Tiese painted his pinnacle work "Lying".

Since then, the painter Tiesai's style has changed drastically, changing his previous realistic and heavy painting style.

His paintings became gloomy and abstract, and most of the themes depicted and celebrated the tragedy of love between men and women.

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