Chapter 2682 The Second Oil Painting
“Yes, it is as invalid as the whereabouts of the divination teacher.”
She really started to cry this time.
“It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter.”
Shade continued to pat her back gently:
“Since the divination is invalid, we will enter the [Silver Moon Library] again to search for records. We can only use the ritual to open the door once a year. But the last time we opened the door was in January of this year, which was the 24th of the Newborn Month. .
It is already the Dead Leaf Moon of October, so wait two more months before you can go there again. ”
After hearing what he said, the red-haired sorceress hummed softly, but still refused to let go of Shade. The witch on the side pouted slightly and seemed dissatisfied, while Shade could only continue:
“And that lady is the Thirteenth Ring. She has not been weakened by the curse. Since she knew before she died that there would be big problems with her body, she must have made the same arrangements for herself as she told me last night. . I think it is more likely that she hid herself than someone discovered the cursed tree.
If a thirteenth-ring warlock wants to hide his body, you may not be able to find it even if you restore the thirteenth ring and look for it yourself. ”
“You, you are right.”
Miss Danister agreed with this statement. She finally pushed Shade away and turned to wipe her tears. She also asked him to turn and look back instead of looking at her crying face:
“Flora stayed up late last night and painted a new oil painting for you. You should go and see the oil painting about the ball.”
Xia De said rather helplessly:
“So why can’t you do anything during the day? Whether it’s waiting for news or painting, staying up late is very harmful to the body.”
“We are ring magicians~”
“Staying up late makes girls grow old.”
Now they were speechless.
The red-haired girl was going to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, so Shade followed the witch who was already looking forward to it to the easel beside the wall.
This is the second of the six paintings that the witch agreed to paint for Shade. The size of the painting is the same as the previous one, and the color is still the bright yellow of the light and the color of the night sky because it is to depict the banquet scene at night. Navy blue.
In the center of the picture was a pair of men and women dancing gracefully. Although she deliberately did not describe their faces in detail, she could still barely tell that they were Shade and Iluna.
The two were wearing formal ball gowns, Shade held Iluna’s waist while Iluna leaned back.
In the background is a huge clock, inside which can be seen the silhouette of a woman wearing a gorgeous dress. There are a few flying owls around, which are obviously the personal belongings of “Miss Owl”.
Although the scene is depicted at night, most of the colors in the background are warm orange and gold tones, symbolizing the atmosphere of autumn. There are some other characters and buildings around the picture to enhance the grand atmosphere of the banquet.
The overall tone of the oil painting is warm and romantic, giving people a sense of magic and fantasy. Even Shade, who has no taste in art appreciation, can praise this as another masterpiece.
Other people might think that the owl and clock in the scene are some kind of metaphor, but Shade can see that this painting clearly depicts him and Iluna from 1854 and 1821 at the same time last night. Helena Carter dancing scene.
Flora Winslet very cleverly condensed all the complex scene information into one picture, and the dynamic picture did indeed express its intended meaning.
Xia De is very satisfied with this painting. It is really suitable as a souvenir of last night.
“Very good, very good!”
He praised like this, so the witch raised her head slightly and smiled at the corner of her mouth:
“I also feel that this painting is very good. I was imagining it on the way back last night. I am gradually surpassing myself. The continuous inspiration inspires more creativity, and charming stories are the best seasoning.”
She stood side by side with Shade, both of them staring at the oil painting. What Shade was thinking was that no matter which tree hole was to be destroyed, he should first consider charging the wooden door of 1821 where Ms. Helena Carter was. What the Witch was thinking was that next time she would paint The scene where Shade dances with her:
“Then he persuaded Shade to hang the oil painting in his home so that Carina could see it every time she visited.”
Although neither of them slept, both women said they were not sleepy. After sitting down on the sofa, Shade talked about destroying the tree hole:
“Currently, the three tree holes in our hands, the book can be contained by my relics, and we are not considering destroying it for the time being. The remaining cabinets and doors, the former connects three points in time, I am worried that they will be used in the future The latter connects to a critical point in time, and I don’t plan to destroy it yet.”
When the red-haired girl heard that he did not plan to destroy the door from 1821 immediately, she immediately smiled:
“So you won’t do anything for now? Well, the academy will prepare the [Sands of Time] for you. I remember we have a lot of it in stock.”
“Yes, don’t do anything yet.
I only have one Philosopher’s Stone in my hand. Although destroying a tree hole may not necessarily consume all of it, it can still be saved after all. I plan to find out about Bronte first and see what’s going on with the tree hole he holds. ”
“Has York Bronte come back now after you sent him away last night?”
The witch then asked, and Shade nodded:
“He came back before Iluna and I left last night. It was probably when we entered the woodland after saying goodbye to you. I have been sensing his movements, and the place where he returned was in the west of the Vista Woodland.
I’m not sure whether he came back through his own tree hole, or whether he came back according to the rule that ‘time travelers will travel again at the location where they stayed for a long time’.
On the way to the hotel this morning, I confirmed that he is still in the city, so I want to go and see where he returned last night before deciding what to do with him. ”
He looked at the two ladies and shook his head decisively:
“You two are resting in the room. No one should follow me. I will be back soon. If you decide to fight York Bronte today, I will call you again.”
“Let Danister rest, I will follow you. I am an owl now, and my schedule is irregular. I am just as energetic during the day and night.”
As she spoke, the witch turned into an owl and landed on Shade’s shoulder:
“And maybe you can travel through time. What if something happens to you without me following you?”
“Let Flora follow you.”
The red-haired sorceress also said that she really needed to rest, as her emotions were up and down last night:
“You two should be careful when moving in the woods. Aren’t the church’s teams looking for something in that direction?”
The window opened, and the owl grabbed the silver cat and flew into the gloomy sky. The red-haired **** the sofa waved goodbye to them. After Miss Bell packed up the tea set and left the room, she came alone to the oil painting that had not yet dried and looked at the dancing Shade and the blurry figure in the clock.
“Teacher, where are you?”
(Little Mia is running.)
The owl followed the guidance of the “Cat Passenger” and flew to the west of the city under the gloomy sky. Shade was originally worried that they would really run into the church’s team, but along the way they only met a group of people who planned to fly south. The wild geese passed by, and the latter was disrupted by the turbulent airflow caused by the rapidly flying owl.
“Are you sure this is the direction?”
As they were about to approach their destination, the owl suddenly asked Shade. The silver cat was quite sure:
“Yes, that’s for sure. Is there any problem?”
“There is a problem.”
There was still some distance from her destination, but she took the cat and landed directly on the tree on the ground. The two of them returned to human form together, and Xia Decai frowned slightly as his feet stepped on the ground. He also felt it:
“Is the death aura in this forest a little heavy?”
It is not that there cannot be any smell of death in the forest, but the smell of death in this area is obviously a bit too strong.
“It’s a little too heavy, and the number of living creatures nearby is abnormally low.”
The witch said softly, motioning for Shade to follow her forward:
“Just walk forward, you will miss many clues in the air. Go in this direction, the smell of death is strongest here.”
“That’s where York Bronte appeared last night. It seems that he has other ‘surprises’ waiting for us.”
The further we move forward, the greater the impact of the breath of death on this woodland. The golden forest in late autumn turns into a withered yellow little by little, until even the trees begin to become twisted and sparse.
This area was marked on the map that the hermits sold to Shade, but it only said “the probability of the undead resurrecting increases due to unknown reasons.”
Shad’s induction last night only pointed out a small area, and the witch’s perception at this time could only pinpoint the source of the death aura in a small area. The two spent some time searching in the woods, and finally stopped at the edge of a small clearing.
At this time, there was almost no dead grass underfoot, and the few large trees standing around were also unusually low. Shade stepped on the ground a few times, and the soil showed signs of being turned over recently. Although the other party has covered up the traces, it is obvious that the cover-up was not serious:
“What is there under our feet? It seems that the hermits have not investigated this place carefully at all.”
“They look like they don’t like to cause trouble, and if their statement is accurate and there are really countless paradox bugs sealed here, then it would be a prudent move not to investigate.”
Shad took out the shovel and without using the witch, he easily dug through the moist soil that was almost turning into dark black. He didn’t dig very deep before he found a wooden coffin, but after only clearing away the floating soil, Shade didn’t dare to touch it anymore:
“Is there such a thing?”
The breath of death seeped out from that coffin, and even turned into gray mist to fill the tomb. But that’s not the key. The key is that when Xia De touched the coffin lid just now, he actually sensed two very familiar forces at the same time.
PS: The picture in this chapter is “Second Oil Painting – Dance of Three People”.
In the introduction of this book, there is the group number of the book club group (the second group after the bombing).