Medical mountains and rivers

Yin Zhi suddenly leaned over and lowered his head, the tip of his tall nose almost buried into his collarbone.

Song Chengqing was startled at first, and was forced to raise his head, his neck was shuddered by the warm breath. He rarely felt uncomfortable, and stammered: "You, what are you doing?"

"I thought it was strange before, how come you are a big man with fragrance on your body?"

...Sweet your head!

"Crazy." Song Chengqing was angry and confused, ignoring the flash of shame in his heart, pushed him away, pulled his collar and sniffed.

...Well, it seems to have a smell.

He quickly found the source, and it turned out to be Yanliang's paintbrush. It must have been carried around him all the time to get the smell.

Yin Zhi mused: "Yan Liang and the rest of the art students all have the habit of sketching. Baojing Mountain is considered a beautiful place in the local area. They may not be able to draw it down."

"Since you said that there are two spaces in Baojing Mountain, could it be that they were drawn in because they drew something that shouldn't be drawn?"

Song Chengqing rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's unlikely. Baojing Mountain has existed for so long, it's impossible that only Yan Liang and the others would paint for it, but nothing strange happened to them."

Not to mention anything else, isn’t the painting on the bulletin board on the outer wall of Maolei Central Primary School the same as Baojing Mountain?

"not necessarily."

Yin Li suddenly thought of something, and became more and more certain of his guess: "The disappearance of the four of Yanliang should be due to the different materials of the paintings."

"Material?" Song Chengqing thought of it as soon as he said it. "You mean the dye?"

After a few days, the pen has hardened into a piece, barely able to rub off a little powder.Yin Zhi asked: "The dyes in the old days were nothing more than pounding various plants for color. Is there any plant juice that is yellow?"

Yellow...huh?

Song Chengqing had a flash of inspiration, and said happily: "It's Sophora japonica!"

He rubbed his head in frustration. "Why didn't I think of it earlier? The pagoda tree leads to Yin, and the painting is self-contained, and Baojing Mountain has a special position." He was suddenly speechless when he said this. "...So Yanliang and the others locked themselves into the painting."

No wonder he feels the humidity is heavy, isn't the new painting just done not completely dry?

Once you know why, it's much easier to find someone.

Song Chengqing didn't care about Yin Zhi, so he ran away and returned to the place where he came.

Being ostracized before made him think that it was the master here who imprisoned Yan Liang and the others, and he had a bad temper and was hard to provoke.Looking at it now, it may be that "it" is worried that it will hurt Yanliang and the other four, so it will expel them.

That being the case, there is no need to hide.

Song Chengqing made a decisive decision, raised his hands and hammered out three talismans that were folded into sharp cones, shielding this area to prevent Yin Yu from peeping.

Lush branches and leaves, white petals and red stamens

It turns out that the legend is true, holding a mirror, the beautiful fairy...

Song Chengqing took a deep breath, leaned over and said respectfully: "Idiot Mr. Song, a spirit appeared on the mountain."

He felt uneasy. After all, he knocked down someone's house with a thunderbolt just now, so it's hard to guarantee that the mountain won't be angry.

"...a spirit appeared on Mount Ken."

The wind calmed down.

A white flower slowly fell on the back of his folded hands.

Song Chengqing was relieved, and told the whole story.

The white flower stretched its bright petals and returned to the branch. After a while, the tree root broke through the soil with a roll of picture quality, and handed it to him.

Song Chengqing took it with both hands: "Thank you, Shan Shang."

Kazuki Blossoms trembled slightly, as if responding to his thanks.