Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

But all the pain is worth it because of his beauty.

The dark and huge studio room.

Watercolors of various colors, pencils of various colors, plaster, messy drawing paper scattered all over the floor, soft erasers, models and easels, and countless torn and crumpled garbage.

The oil paint stained the man's white shirt, but he didn't care at all. His long hair was tied up, and he stared at the canvas in front of him, with a pair of flushed peach blossom eyes focused and implying madness.

He has been drawing without sleep for three days and three nights, and finally he has a finished draft.

Large expanses of wanton blue and gray, accompanied by messy and gloomy light and shadow, almost engulfed the bright color in the middle that belongs only to the gods.

The darkness swallowed up all the light in the studio, and even his pupils were stained with a strange dark color.

In the end, he slowly stopped writing, licked his dry lips, and his handsome cheeks, which had been accidentally stained with a little oil paint, glowed with a strange radiance.

He slowly took down the painting, and then spread another piece of drawing paper on it.

This time he chose a bright, warm, almost soft color - flowing silver like a galaxy, golden dots like the sun, soft red and foggy white like a morning sun. The god of delusion.

In the world of natural disasters, he fell into endless pain and lost his eyesight because of looking directly at him.

But all the pain is worth it because of his beauty.

Just as he was crazily sketching, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Gu Xichu didn't respond at first, but he persevered when the ring rang, his brows furrowed, and finally condescending, picked up the phone and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey?"

A voice from over there sounded: "Great painter, I finally answered the phone."

He said, "I found the address you asked me to check."

Gu Xichu hummed, and waited for a list of addresses to be reported over there. His expression was a little excited, but the hand holding the paintbrush remained calm and did not tremble.

He slowly looked at the outline of the young god's face he had outlined, and carefully filled him with the gilt eyes with slightly drooping eyes, the silver with long loose hair, and the soft and pink lips, the youthful demeanor of the god was vividly displayed on the paper superior.

Gu Xichu's peach blossom eyes seemed to bloom, he kissed it lightly, and let the undried oil paint fall on his lips, the cold drawing paper was certainly not warm enough, but it could barely comfort the black hole in his heart that could not be filled. covet.

His art and love have received countless audiences and praises.

But his heart was empty in the praise, and he knew he didn't need that, but he didn't know what he lacked either—he'd been looking for what he lacked for years, but now he found it.

He drew the hands of all living beings, born for him.

He murmured, looking at the divine youth on the picture scroll, and said almost madly: "Su Jiao... Banana..."

——The first sight on the Yanwugui cruise ship.

He recognized Him.

He took a light breath, and he knew that he couldn't be in a hurry.

Now the Yan family brothers are fighting to the death for him, he has no intention of intervening.

But the stories about him cannot be without Gu Xichu's name.

Gu Xichu drew a stroke slowly, and suddenly smiled. His peach eyes made him look a bit evil. With such a smile, the gloomy studio became bright and gentle.

Su Jiao lives in Liu Han's family, and still goes to class step by step.

Su Jiao hung up Yan Lian's call, but Yan Lian didn't come to him either.

But Su Jiao had also heard about the reason.

It seems that the Yan family brothers started fighting among themselves.

"Yan Lian is so young, why do you want to start asking for shares in the company all of a sudden?"

"Yeah...and it's still a proxy share..."

"I said why he hasn't come to class for so many days..."

"Uh……"

"A lot of people haven't come to class recently, and that Su Bingxue didn't come either..."

……

At the same time, Su Jiao can meet Su Chimian every day after class.

The man is tall and has long legs, with a cold and dignified posture, and with the Land Rover behind him, standing at the door can attract the attention of countless people.

He guards Su Jiao at the school gate every day after school.

But every time Su Jiao turned a blind eye and followed Liu Han back.

Liu Hanyi has a hardcover three-bedroom apartment near the school, and Su Jiao usually lives there.

The house is not far from the school. Although the sparrow is small and complete, it is even delicate enough. Although it is not luxurious, it is enough to maintain Su Jiao's divine power.

Normally, Su Jiao and Liu Han would walk back together after school.

"He followed us."

When Liu Han turned around, he saw a Land Rover, and Su Chimian was standing beside him, looking at him almost as coldly as Ling Chi.

Liu Han stared back fiercely.

Su Jiao: "Don't talk to him."

Su Jiao suddenly said, "I forgot the poem my Chinese teacher asked me to recite today, which one is it?"

Liu Han got stuck for a while: "Ah, uh, um, the left leads the yellow... the right, the right Qingcang?"

Su Jiao: "Why don't you study hard?"

Su Jiao said, "I see that your last mock test score was only 278."

Liu Hanyi immediately said: "I didn't write the composition!! My other grades are good!"

He skipped class every day to play games in Internet cafes, all relying on mathematics and English to get high scores, but he was not good at Chinese.

"I don't care." Su Jiao said disgustedly, "It would be a shame if my devotee didn't even score 300 in the college entrance examination."

"If you do this," Su Jiao said seriously, "it will lower the average quality of the devotees."

Liu Hanyi: "."

Su family.

"Why are you coming back so late these days?"

Zheng Feng reached out to pick up Su Chimian's trench coat.

Su Chimian didn't give it to her, and put the coat on the shelf by himself. He said coldly, "The company has something to do."

Zheng Feng touched the tourmaline bracelet on his wrist, and sighed: "Is there no news from the young master..."

Su Chimian paused, and her gaze fell on Zheng Feng almost coldly.

Zheng Feng's dark green satin and brocade dress outlines her charming figure, and the diamond necklace on her neck is shining brightly. The life of a noble lady for more than ten years has made her face unsullied, even now because of Su Bingxue's matter. Pressing down, she looked a little sad, but the raised corners of her eyes gave her a bit of shrewdness that couldn't be erased.

She had evidently just come from a tea party with the rich ladies.

Su Chimian unconsciously thought of Su Jiao again.

The boy at the school gate was wearing a school uniform that didn't fit well, and looked at him coldly with pretty eyes.

He'd rather go with a bad boy who doesn't look too good than go home with him.

Zheng Feng: "If you find him, you must bring him back."

"I want to bring it back." Su Chimian heard his own cold voice, "Okay, bring it all back."

"So that those opportunistic things can get the lessons they deserve."

Zheng Feng always felt that when Su Chimian said this, the way she looked at her always made her feel chills.

But for a while, she couldn't figure out why, and Su Chimian's character was cold, no matter whether she was a stepmother or anyone else, she was neither cold nor hot.

When he was too anxious about Su Bingxue's disappearance and didn't take it to heart, he added, "Yes, of course...it's best to find Su Jiao too, he's too wild and will bring trouble to the family..."

As soon as Zheng Feng finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him became colder.

Su Chimian said lightly, "Yes."

"He is so wild, I don't know who taught him to be bad."

Zheng Feng just glanced at Su Chimian, and his spine felt chills, because when the man looked at her with amber eyes, it seemed that he was looking at a pile of dead flesh.

Regardless of Zheng Feng's smile froze on his face, Su Chimian took out his phone, turned around and went upstairs.

It was not difficult to find Su Bingxue's location. Su Chimian got involved and soon found him in a temple.

Su Jiao was in Chinese class when suddenly the head teacher was at the door and called Su Jiao over.

Liu Hanyi was struggling to draw the key points, but when he saw Su Jiao standing up, he immediately stood up too.

The Chinese teacher glared: "Sit down."

Liu Han didn't sit still: "..."

Su Jiao looked back at Liu Hanyi, he didn't say anything, his eyes were quiet.

Liu Hanyi: "."

When Liu Han thought that his grades were not too good, he sat down unwillingly, but couldn't help but look at Su Jiao who was leaving, and kept wondering what the teacher was calling him to do.

Is there something wrong?Boring activity at school?Games?Or something else.

He frantically opened the Chinese document, but couldn't read a single word. He simply took out his phone, opened the browser, and quickly entered a few codes.

The screen of the expensive mobile phone flickered a few times, and soon a frame-by-frame surveillance screen appeared.

At the same time, no one noticed that the big screen in the school security monitoring room flickered.

And Liu Hanyi quickly got the answer he wanted.

Su Jiao thought she was going to the office, but she was taken to an empty classroom by the class teacher.

Su Jiao saw Su Chimian and Su Bingxue wearing a black woolen hat beside him from the glass window of the classroom.

Only then did the head teacher say: "Your brother came to see you and said he has something to talk to you about."

Su Jiao turned her head and was about to leave, but was stopped by the head teacher: "Hey..."

The head teacher said: "What's the matter with you, please talk about it."

Su Jiao: "I have nothing to talk to him about."

Su Bingxue seemed to be brought here under escort. When he saw Su Jiao, he froze for a moment, and then with a look of disgust on his face, he said forcefully, "I won't apologize to him."

Su Bingxue said again: "If you brought me here because you want me to apologize for making a mistake—stop dreaming."

He seemed to be a different person than before, he no longer had the arrogant and naive malice, but he was also like a cold and solid rock.

Just as Su Jiao was about to say something, she suddenly heard the hurried sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

The next moment, Su Jiao felt herself being hugged.

"Oh, I finally found you, Banana."

Zheng Feng said: "But it made me anxious."

Su Ban pushed her away, frowning tightly, he felt a little disgusted.

"How do you talk, kid?" Although Zheng Feng was pushed away, he still grabbed Su Jiao's hand and said affectionately, "Mom hasn't seen you for a long time."

Su Jiao looked at Zheng Feng's expression, and then at the man in suit and leather shoes beside Zheng Feng, Su Guodong.

Su Ban immediately felt the irony.

In front of Su Guodong, Zheng Feng treated him very well no matter what, but every time he couldn't help but soften his heart——

"Oh, please apologize to the young master."

Zheng Feng didn't know about the testimonial yet, so she followed suit step by step, as always, took Su Jiao's hand, pretended to be a seasoned adult, and said, "We're all a family, what do you look like when they're making a fuss? The Yan family will not pursue your matter anymore, you apologize to the young master, and the matter will be over, and then let your elder brother beg your father for mercy, won't you come back?"

Su Jiao looked at the group of people indifferently, and suddenly felt that they were all performing a one-man show that had nothing to do with him. Obviously everyone was talking to him, but he was the most redundant one.

"You asked the teacher to call me here just to let me listen to this." Su Jiao ignored Zheng Feng and didn't look at Su Chimian, but said coldly, "It's too boring."

Zheng Feng was pulled away, standing aside a bit embarrassed, but still said: "Your elder brother is also doing it for your own good. He called me and your dad over to have a good talk with you... well, it's all yours." This child, I don't want to go home with your elder brother, otherwise I can't talk about anything at home, and I have to talk outside..."

Su Chimian suddenly said, "You feel bad, you can go."

Zheng Feng didn't realize at first that the words were addressed to her, and said subconsciously: "Then it's all here, and Banana can't just leave..."

When she realized that what Su Chimian said was aimed at her, the smile on her face froze for a moment.

Su Chimian spoke clearly this time, looking at Zheng Feng: "I said, you can go."

Zheng Feng: "..."

Zheng Feng showed embarrassment, she smoothed things over and said, "Oh, I just feel that there are people coming and going here, and Banana is thin-skinned, so it's not good to apologize here..."

"Who said I'm going to apologize." Su Jiao said suddenly, her voice was extremely cold: "Why should I apologize?"

Zheng Feng's complexion changed, she said: "Why are you talking back, you forgot about the thing you told the Yan family to bump into the young master?"

Su Jiao didn't want to argue with them, so she turned around and left.

"This kid!" Zheng Feng looked awkwardly at the silent Su Chimian and the silent Su Guodong, and then pretended to say: "Oh, it's because I didn't teach him well..."

Su Bingxue watched her perform coldly.

For a moment, he even had the desire to vomit, a feeling of emotion was suffocated in his chest, almost bursting out, but he could only bear it to death.

Seeing that Su Guodong didn't speak, she stomped her feet and scolded: "It's really not educated at all!"

Su Jiao's steps suddenly stopped, he turned his head and stared at Zheng Feng.

"I'm not well-bred." Su Jiao said word by word, "Isn't it because my mother died a long time ago?"

Zheng Feng's pupils shrank slightly.

There was an ominous and dangerous premonition in her heart for a moment, and this premonition made her feel bad in the blink of an eye, and she hadn't thought about it yet——

"Enough!" Su Bingxue seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, he tore open the schoolbag he was carrying, and threw a stack of papers on Zheng Feng's face!

Su Bingxue's eyes were red: "Can you fucking stop talking!"

"It makes me sick!!"

Zheng Feng: "!!"

Zheng Feng's face changed slightly, she said: "Young master, you..."

But soon she couldn't say anything, the edge of the paper was sharp and hard, and it was sprinkled on her face - she was often used to hearing gossip jokes in the circle of ladies, or she had faked too many times Similar information, naturally know what this is.

This is a paternity test.

Su Bingxue and Zheng Feng have a paternity certificate.

Zheng Feng froze on the spot, and then a huge panic swept over with the memories of these years of torment - including how she bribed the hospital doctor to replace the child, how she took away Su Jiao and erased the birthmark on Su Jiao , so what... In the end, after Yuchijin's death, he took Su Jiao to the throne and became a wealthy wife...

She is desperate for wealth and glory all her life, exposing anything is enough to put her in an abyss.

Su Guodong, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. He looked at Zheng Feng with an ugly expression, "Explain?"

Zheng Feng: "Here, don't believe this...these are all fake..."

Su Chimian: "Fake?"

His tone was very gentle, he took out his mobile phone unhurriedly, and dialed a photo to Zheng Feng: "Then what about this person?"

Zheng Feng recognized at a glance that this was the doctor she bribed at that time. Although more than ten years had passed, the doctor's appearance had changed, but his facial features were still the same as before.

Under the ironclad evidence, Zheng Feng's words looked so pale, her pale fingers were almost strangled into her expensive bag, she squirmed and painted bright red lips, "You... listen to my explanation..."

Su Jiao picked up the paternity test on the ground, twitched the corners of her mouth, and looked at Zheng Feng: "Oh, if you put it that way, you are not my real mother."

"Then I do have to apologize to your own son."

Su Jiao pinched the paternity test and looked at Su Bingxue, "After all, I'm really sorry for causing your son to be an orphan without a mother for so many years."

Su Bingxue's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists, his bones were almost crushed. He stood there straight and said word by word, "She's not my mother."

"Oh." Su Jiao nodded without interest: "I see you have no mother, is there anything else?"

Su Chimian said disapprovingly, "Su Jiao."

Su Bingxue's eyes were red: "Su Banana!!"

Su Jiao suddenly covered her chest, looking very uncomfortable: "..."

Su Chimian immediately stepped forward to support Su Jiao, but was slapped away by Su Jiao: "Get lost!"

The boy frowned, with disgust on his face: "Don't call me by my name, I'm disgusting."

Su Chimian's hands froze on the spot.

Su Jiao breathed a sigh of relief before straightening her back. His eyes swept over these people, and he said coldly, "I'll give you an apology if you want. Are you satisfied? It's okay. I'm leaving. Each of you has a successful career." The family is happy, so don't delay my college entrance examination for a wild child who has been kicked out, has no parents, no education."

Both Su Guodong and Su Chimian's expressions changed.

Su Guodong's face was ugly, "You have the blood of the Su family on your body."

Su Jiao laughed, and he took out a knife from his pocket and put it on his wrist, "Then shall I return all the blood to your family now?"

He is a C-level god, as long as the divine power is not lost, even if the blood is drained, he will not die.

Su Chimian held him down for a moment, with a hint of anger in her tone: "What stupid things are you talking about?"

The aura on Su Chimian's body was very cold, a bit like snow, but with great strength, Su Jiao couldn't break free no matter what, he stared at Su Chimian: "Give it up!"

And Su Guodong suddenly slapped Su Bingxue on the face!

Su Bingxue's hat was knocked askew.

He covered his face with tears and hatred in his eyes: "Dad!"

Another hot slap was his answer.

Zheng Feng rushed forward, "Don't hit the child——"

"Snapped--"

The slap was confiscated, and it hit Zheng Feng's face forcefully!

Zheng Feng staggered from the beating, his waist hit the table sharply, his face was in burning pain.

Since she entered the door of Su's house, she has never suffered such a hardship.

Su Guodong said concisely: "Apologize to Su Jiao."

But Su Bingxue, who was protected, didn't feel any gratitude. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Su Jiao, "I will not apologize to you even if I die! You deserve to be bullied by me since childhood! If your life is not good, blame yourself!"

He just looked down on Su Jiao, just looked down on him.

Even if he fell from cloud to mud, he still looked down on him!

Maybe it was dizzy from being beaten, but for some reason, Su Bingxue felt that Su Jiao's figure seemed to have been seen there before.

Su Jiao said mockingly: "You can apologize or not, it doesn't matter, I'm not your mother, I have the problem of forcing people to apologize."

Su Bingxue's face suddenly turned red and turned pale, and Zheng Feng on the other side was so ashamed that she couldn't speak.

Su Jiao didn't want to be an actor in this funny family drama anymore, he threw the knife: "Just kidding, my life is much more expensive than yours."

He said to Su Chimian: "Let go of me, I'm going back to class."

Su Chimian examined it carefully, and seeing that he really didn't intend to harm himself, he slowly let go of his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'll give you an explanation."

Su Banana: "As long as you are happy."

"Get out of the way, I'm going back to class."

Su Chimian: "When will you go home?"

Su Jiao: "You don't understand me when I speak human language, do you?"

I don't know when, without the help of the system, he will be able to say what he wants to say in his heart——

"I'm a wild child without a home, and I don't need anyone's kindness to adopt me."

Su Chimian: "Don't say that about yourself."

"Stop looking at me with your noble eyes, Su Chimian."

Su Jiao broke Su Chimian's hand and said word by word, "Wildness is here with me, which means freedom."

"It's no worse than you, Su Chimian."

Su Jiao turned around and opened the door, but saw Liu Hanyi running out of the door panting, he seemed to want to open the door, but bumped into Su Jiao.

Before Su Jiao could say anything, Liu Han rushed in, his eyes were red, he went up and grabbed Su Bingxue by the collar, and punched him hard on the ground!

"Whoa-"

When Su Bingxue fell to the ground, she bumped into the table, causing the table to sway in a large area, and there was a splintering sound accompanied by the woman's scream.

Su Banana: "!!"

Liu Han glanced at Zheng Feng coldly, "I don't hit women, get out!"

Zheng Feng scrambled and wanted to ask for help, but seeing Su Chimian shrink back, he turned his attention to Su Guodong for help.

Liu Han grabbed Su Bingxue's collar and lifted him up from the ground, "So why don't you fucking kneel down and apologize to Jiaojiao?!"

Su Bingxue was punched and her mind was buzzing. Before she recovered, she saw a pair of red eyes with creepy cruelty.

Su Bingxue vaguely thought, someone she didn't know...

He suddenly felt a pain in his knee, and was forced to kneel down in Su Jiao's direction!

Su Guodong shrank his pupils and wanted to stop him, but Su Chimian suddenly called out, "Dad."

Su Chimian said lightly: "The company's stock has not been very optimistic recently."

In a word, as if he had pinched the man's weakness, Su Guodong clenched his fist slightly and stood still.

The boy's eyes were red, and the silver chain on his chest was shining. He suppressed his ruthlessness, like a mad beast: "My man, it hurts even if I bully you. You fucking bullied you since you were a child, huh?! You're so cool!" Damn, kneel down and apologize to him!"

Su Bingxue felt that everyone was looking at him coldly.

His eldest brother, his father, and even the person who is his own mother.

He seems to have returned to the most miserable and sad time.

But this time no one came to rescue him.

The next moment, Su Bingxue collapsed on the ground and completely lost consciousness.

As soon as Liu Han withdrew his hand, he sneered and said to the sullen Su Guodong, "The son you raised is really unlucky."

He clapped his hands and grabbed Su Jiao's shoulder: "What are you looking at, let's go to Chinese class."

Su Jiao said suddenly, "get out of class is over."

Liu Hanyi: "Ah, but the bell hasn't rang yet..."

Before he finished speaking, the get out of class bell rang.

It's very pleasant to listen to, like a song reaching its climax.

It didn't take long for Su Jiao to hear that Zheng Feng was kicked out by the Su family and became a laughing stock in the upper circles. For some reason, the rumors spread quickly.

"Ah, that Zheng Feng, I heard that the family used to sell fish, and everyone called her a fish seller..."

"Later, I fell in love with Su Guodong, had a child, and followed him for a few years without a name or role. Not long after the death of Su Guodong's original partner, he was rescued because of his child's misfortune..."

"No one knows about this. It's not new. What's new is that she actually exchanged the wild seed in her stomach for her original child."

"What is this common saying... the dove occupies the magpie's nest? You said it was a coincidence that Yuchi Jin was due to give birth on the same day as her, and she was still in a hospital. She heard that she had given birth to a boy, so she bribed the doctor, Replace the child."

"This trick is poisonous. Even if you can't become the wife of the Su family in the future, her son is also the orthodox young master of the Su family. Su Guodong disdains illegitimate children, so he can't ignore his own son. After death, he can still leave the inheritance. Give it to my son, when the time comes, I will recognize my relative again, tsk tsk... This abacus is really cracking."

"Hey, don't tell me, didn't you still come to the top later? Then the child who was replaced by her can be regarded as a recognition of the ancestors, right?"

"What kind of ancestor do you belong to? Can an illegitimate child have the same status as the orthodox young master? I heard that the child has suffered a lot since he was a child, and the kindergarten was also caught in a fire or something. His face was ruined and his body was damaged. They were all burns, and after following that fish seller Xi Shi into the Su family, people looked down upon him every day because of his status as an illegitimate child. Nuo, not long ago, he messed with the young master who had just returned from the Yan family, and was kicked out of the Su family— — You said that this fish seller Xi Shi has a vicious heart, he knew in his heart that he was an upright young master of the Su family, so he didn't say anything, and deliberately watched people get kicked out, maybe he was secretly happy in his heart?"

"Well, speaking of it, she was able to enter the Su family's door because of the fire. I've heard this gossip that the Su family didn't want her to enter the door because her child was burned by the fire. You must take good care of your body in order to live, so you used this excuse to enter the Su family, and later came and went with Su Guodong, and then got into the position..."

"Tsk tsk, so, don't be cruel, how can you get to this point, but the law of heaven has reincarnation, and the heavens will spare no one."

Rumors about the exchange of the civet cat of the Su family for the prince spread in City A, and Zheng Feng became the target of public criticism for a while.

People from Qingteng High School also talked about it, and looked at Su Jiao with strange eyes.

"It surprised me that……"

"It's so miserable...why is it so miserable."

"I heard that the fire may have been intentional, and it was a way for that woman to gain sympathy..."

"Then Su Jiao's face... oh my god... how could she be so cruel..."

"Hey, why else, because of money and status..."

"The Su Jiao you're talking about looks like a good thing. Didn't she crawl into Yanjia's bed?"

"What can he do if he is kicked out by the Su family... After all, it's the fault of that mistress, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't there be a love letter in Su Jiao's pocket before? Maybe she's still happy in her heart—hmm!"

The face of the boy who spoke was swollen, and he spat out a tooth. He looked in horror at Liu Hanyi who appeared in front of him at some point.

The sunlight fell on the boy's hair through the thin treetops, and the sugar chestnut hair shimmered slightly.

It was clearly noon, and Liu Hanyi was covered with sunlight, and he even wore a white Bluetooth headset leisurely.

However, when the boy met those black pupils, he suddenly felt chills all over his body.

It was a very cold, inorganic eye, and it didn't seem like human will, but another kind of parasitic, terrifying thing.

But the feeling of terror disappeared in an instant, Liu Han rubbed his hands, and said calmly: "I can't speak, but I can give my mouth to those who need it."

In fact, boys also look down on Liu Hanyi. Like Su Jiao before, he is also an illegitimate child.

Logically speaking, in fact, boys don’t need to be afraid of him, and he can even fight back——

But for some reason, the boy felt that his hands were trembling uncontrollably, as if he had encountered something that should not exist in this world, so that every neuron in the brain screamed and refused, even Surrender.

As soon as Liu Han finished his lesson, he slowly returned to his seat, and took out his mobile phone. On it was a post that went viral on the A city forum, and the content was of course a story about Zheng Feng.

Rumors about Zheng Feng would spread so quickly, Liu Hanyi naturally contributed a lot. If he doesn't hit a woman, it doesn't mean he will let her go.

……

The ear-piercing voice fell silent, and those sharp, searching, and maliciously speculative gazes that fell on Su Jiao became sympathetic and compassionate again.

Su Jiao didn't care about these changes, he still went to school step by step, returned to Liu Hanyi's homework after school, and studied how to sell the ship - in fact, there was good news, the thing he hung on the salted fish Most of them were sold, earning a lot of merit points piecemeal, and the luxury cruise ship was still ignored by many people—probably many people regarded it as a joke that no one cared about.

Su Jiao thought about it, and edited the page very seriously.

"Really luxurious cruise ship, no one can deceive the old."

……

Add that string of zeros.

System: "It looks more like a fake."

Su Banana: "."

Su Jiao began to hate that she didn't take more pretentious photos when she went to the Diamond cruise ship.

It was raining patter outside the window, and the sky seemed a bit gloomy. He has been living in Liu Hanyi's house recently, and it is very convenient for him every day.

He put down his phone, and was about to rest after listening to some English, when he suddenly heard Liu Han knocking on the door: "Your express delivery."

When Su Jiao opened the door, she saw Liu Hanyi lazily wearing pajamas, showing a thin and strong figure. He was holding a flat but large express box in one hand, while biting his toothbrush, and said vaguely: "Need me to help you?" Do you dismantle it?"

Su Jiao was puzzled: "I didn't buy anything."

He added, "Why don't you bring it to me after brushing your teeth."

Liu Han paused, his eyelashes fluttered, and he quickly said, "Because no matter how you look at it... your things are more important."

He said casually: "His Royal Highness."

Su Jiao's goosebumps were aroused by him, and she pushed him out: "Let's go."

Liu Hanyi: "Don't you need me to dismantle it for you?"

Just as Su Jiao was about to say no, Liu Han put the handle of the knife into his hand, and went back to brush his teeth leisurely: "It's just fine."

Su Banana: "..."

Holding the knife, Su Jiao thought suspiciously, he didn't say anything just now...

Why did Liu Hanyi seem to be able to read minds just now...

But this unimportant thought was just a flash, he dragged the express box in and closed the door of the room.

The box is a flat cuboid, a bit like a computer screen sent over, and it is also tightly packed.

He opened the box, and inside it turned out to be a picture-like thing wrapped in plastic foam.

He was even more confused. Someone sent him a painting?

He peeled off the foam, and as soon as it came into view, it was a large piece, the dark blue that caught people's sight, added with dark and depressing ink, it was a terrifying tsunami rising in the sky!

Under the gloomy tsunami, the town looks fragile and desolate, and all living beings are lying on the ground, as if they can feel their miserable wailing through the painting, but no one can empathize with their pain, like a group of fuzzy ants.

And in this darkness and despair, the only bright color is the white-clothed god falling from the clouds.

The falling gods match the whole painting, and there is a heretical beauty of offering sacrifices to horrible natural disasters.

Even the undulating waves outlined in white and the clouds inlaid with gold edges cannot destroy this terrifying beauty that hits people's hearts directly.

The heavy and expensive picture frame crashed to the ground.

However, at this moment, I don't know if it was a problem with the angle, but the picture actually changed.

Su Jiao saw from all directions in the picture—from the tsunami, from the sky, and from the bodies of every disaster victim who knelt down and begged the gods for mercy, there were endless black silk threads spreading out, entwining the gods who were about to fall into the mortal world. Among them, the gods are almost wrapped into a huge black cocoon.

For a moment.

The feeling of just waking up from the world of natural disasters, penetrating everything, and being watched by strange things reappeared.

The curtains, the bed, the ceiling, the floor, the desk, everything became blurred and translucent, and behind that translucency, there were countless unknown, eerie, and terrifying eyes watching him.

Su Banan felt a creepy suffocation.

The author says:

Ah, it seems that there are not many manuscripts left (guilty;