Amid the urge to shake the corners of his clothes under the patio, Huang no longer hid his shame.

"Then let's go,"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked back along the original route.

The people under the patio also followed closely with a cheer eager to try.

She really wanted to know, in this small town filled with the scent of ink and filled with beautiful paintings, which painting was the real painting with a soul.

Seeing the two guests returning the same way, Yan and Jingzai looked at each other suspiciously, and then followed them.

through the streets,

Past the paintings lining both sides of the street,

Compared with the previous stops and admirations when walking into the town, this time there was no pause at all. It was as if there was a set destination in mind, and now we were walking straight and firmly towards the destination.

During this period, Tianjing wanted to say something several times, because even she actually found some paintings that she thought were very real and precious during the viewing process.

But to the former, these paintings were like nothingness, unable to stop Master Onmyoji, not even for a moment.

This made the little guy's curiosity even higher.

However, this behavior seemed very shocking in the eyes of Yan and Jing.

He shuttled through many peerless paintings so calmly and calmly. Could it be that this guest had really penetrated everything long ago?

You must know that any painting displayed here will be snapped up by collectors outside.

If the two of them were not painters living in this world, they would not be able to easily tell which one is the most real painting.

Naturally, it is impossible to find out which painting is the most beautiful based on pure painting techniques.

But this test is indeed not difficult for him, just because he has a pair of special eyes that ordinary people cannot understand.

If a painting is born with aura, it will inevitably transcend conventional paintings and have special fluctuations.

For example, Kurama Yakumo's paintings can be drawn out and illuminated into the real world with just a slight outline;

In this way, the smoke and mirrors written by the owner already have their own self-awareness, especially the smoke, and gradually have their own preferences.

What Huang can detect is this level of energy fluctuations.

"This is it,"

When he stopped again, he had already stopped in front of a flat wall.

"Huh? Where is it, Onmyoji-sama, why didn't I see it?"

He looked at his little head under the patio, but he didn't see what he was referring to at the first time.

All he saw was an empty wall, and there was nothing special about the material compared to the surrounding areas.

However, Yan and Jing, who were lagging behind, felt deep shock and admiration in their hearts when they saw the onmyoji master who arrived this time accurately landing on this spot.

【Unexpectedly, he really found me.】

【After seeing so many beautiful paintings!】

"Where is it? Where is it?"

"Onmyoji, why didn't I see the paintings hanging on the wall?"

"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"

As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes under the patio, but what he saw remained the same, and no more paintings appeared out of thin air on the wall in front of him.

Therefore, she could only look up her cute little face and ask for help from her Onmyoji.

"Look carefully, here."

Huang Ziran couldn't resist the cute little guy's inquiry. After raising his hand and gently rubbing her curious little head, he pointed to the bottom of the wall.

Such clear guidance immediately gave Tianjing a clear direction.

She took a step forward and looked carefully in the direction of Master Onmyoji's finger, and sure enough she found a painting under the corner of the wall.

It can be said that it is a painting, but it is more like a simple sketch of a child lying on the wall. The content of the painting is a child holding an adult's hand.

"Onmyoji-sama,"

Tianjing raised his cheek, doubts flowing in his eyes.

She was a little embarrassed to say, is this the most realistic painting? It seems a bit too simple and sloppy.

"Authenticity does not necessarily mean that the painting style is exquisite."

"Moreover, when it comes to making real paintings out of this world, it is more like a portal."

"The gateway to the painting,"

"Let's keep going."

After saying that, Huang raised his hand and touched the simple painting in front of him. Suddenly, an obscure energy vortex twisted on the wall, and he himself was also pulled in by this special energy.

When I saw this scene under the patio, although my head was still a little dizzy and I didn't understand it, I still decisively put my palms against the wall.

"Wait for me, Onmyoji-sama."

The next second, both of them disappeared, leaving only the smoke and mirror standing in place.

"They're in."

said the little frog.

"I don't know if I can find all the 'fragments' left by the master in the world."

Then he added with an expectant and worried expression.

"Most definitely,"

"That Onmyoji master not only has very powerful power, but also has a pair of special eyes."

The little fox with a cunning face then took up the topic.

There was an inexplicable certainty in his words.

"I really hope he can help his master get out of his obsession."

Hearing this, Jing nodded slightly and murmured again.

...........

"Onmyoji-sama, this seems to be the same town as before."

"But it seems a little different."

"The sky is getting dark and it's still snowing."

He said while looking at the surrounding patio.

"Well, the place has not changed, it's just that the time dimension is different."

"Someone is coming, let's follow them."

Noticing the approaching lights in his field of vision, Huang responded.

The person holding the light is a gentle-looking woman,

There was uneasiness on her face and her steps were hurried.

Following the woman, they soon came to a wooden house with a simple appearance and even a somewhat dilapidated smell. Before they even entered the door, a violent coughing sound came from the house.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It turns out that the reason why she was so anxious was because her child was sick.

From the woman's call, Ara also learned the name of the child, which was Xiuichi.

"Onmyoji-sama, they can't see us, so do we have to go into the house again?"

Tianjing asked a little hesitantly.

It was a little different from the previous world. Pedestrians in the town could still see them and talk to them, but everything here was different.

I and Master Onmyoji are like bystanders standing in a higher dimension. They can see the people here, but the people here cannot see them.

Even the two little painting spirits who called themselves [Smoke] and [Mirror] were nowhere to be seen.

"Well, it's really not good to enter other people's homes without permission. Let's just wait here for a while."

Huang thought for a moment and then responded.

Fortunately, they were bystanders. Although it was winter with heavy snowfall, they did not feel even a little bit cold.

However, even though he is a bystander, his actions under the patio can still affect the world.

For example, there are footprints of the two of them on this land. If you gently move the branches of the trees, the white snow accumulated on them will fall.

While Huang was exploring this special snowy day under the patio, the wind and snow around him became stronger, and Xiuichi's coughing inside the house became more intense.

I don’t know if it’s because the woman didn’t bring back any effective medicine, or because the little guy’s body is too seriously ill, or maybe it’s related to the wind and snow that fiercely ‘invaded’ the dilapidated wooden house.

"What should I do, Onmyoji-sama, do you want to help him?"

The little face under the patio showed worry,
To be continued...