god simulator

Chapter 223 I have a friend

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

He let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little bit reluctant.

On the sheepskin canvas, a crystal city is drawn from an oblique overlooking perspective.

The city is surrounded by tall walls on four sides, and a tall and straight obelisk is built on each wall.This is the totem left by the old gods. God Yao did not destroy it, but gave it the responsibility to continue guarding the city.

As long as the killing locust gets close to the city wall, it will be burned by the fire from the totem.

The road extends all the way along the city gate and divides to the left and right, forming the first circular main road around Crystal City.

The main road branched off in the west, and cobweb-like paths spread around this ancient and magnificent city, but the source all came from here.

After the fall of the empire, the villages located on the side of the road were completely deserted, and the locust swarms were raging, and the wooden houses and farmland were destroyed.Today only the remains of some stone walls and stone houses remain, as well as sand and gravel here and there.

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

It wasn't like this before, the local ghost said, and the war changed everything.The ghosts of the empire hate the killing of locusts, and curse these monsters, saying that the swarms have completely destroyed their homeland.

Tiesai was puzzled at first.

Isn't the real reason Boshen 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 the empire was defeated this time, so everything disappeared.

It seems the ghosts don't hate war, just defeat.

Tiesai thought so.

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

The old citizens of the empire could not talk about the gods they believed in.

The will of God Bo is the will of the empire.

They dare not and cannot hate Bo God who used them as sacrificial objects. They can only curse and hate the locust swarm, and vent all their unwillingness and pain by killing the migratory locusts.

After Tiesai became friends with many ghosts, he gradually came into contact with this contradictory and depressed mood.

Some words are unspeakable.

It will take a long time to get rid of the imprint that Bo nerve has carved in this world for many years.

……

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

It was as if a giant hand had fallen from the sky and rolled over the buildings in the city that were originally arranged in an orderly manner, causing many of them to be deformed, either collapsed or crooked.

The center of the imperial capital was originally the emperor's palace, and the dome of the palace was connected to the holy shrine.The tall and majestic palace stands tall, surrounded by circular stairs and inner walls on all sides, like a giant sword inserted into the ground, only the long hilt is exposed.

On the top of the hilt is a shrine that is as high as a gemstone, shining with luster.

Its brick walls are made of pieces of glass glued together, and the enclosure is spherical. On the top is a huge green crystal carved into a vertical eye, representing the gods gazing at the world.

In the past, commoners could not approach the court, let alone the shrine.

All the decrees of the gods are announced through the holy emperor Soter.

Today, it has been transformed into a ghost lighthouse.

Anyone can enter and visit.

The local civilians were finally able to enter the place they dreamed of after death.

Tiesai often went to the lighthouse to consult Yaopu.He felt that there was nothing magical about this place. There was no luxurious decoration inside. It was more about showing majesty and deepening the emperor's posture above everyone.

So even if there are many steps inside, the places on the steps are basically the 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 condensed into glass, but also suffered a lot of damage.There are very few physicians who can treat ghosts, and Yaopu is one of them.As a ghost doctor, she chose to stay.

Looking away, Tiesai looked at his painting.

For this work, he stayed in Crystal City for three years, and he went to observe and measure all the scenes in the painting.However, due to the variety 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 Tiesai finished the first draft, he had to go to Saniro in the south to ask Mr. Pava to borrow his quill and smoky ink.Only by redrawing this copy of Crystal City can it be better preserved in the world.

Before leaving, Tiesai finds Yaopu.

"I'm leaving for a trip to Saniro in the south."

"Oh, come back?"

"do not know."

"Then... I wish you good luck."

"This is for you."

Tiesai took out a sheepskin scroll 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 in armor, her long hair was tied back, her eyes were tough and sharp, and there was a smile on her mouth.

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

"How do you know what I look like?"

Yao Pu's voice was filled with surprise: "Do you have psychic skills?"

"will not."

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

"Goodbye by fate."

The painter puts his bags on his back, walks out of the tower, and comes to an underground arch cave.He sat on the ground and sailed through the ground all the way, avoiding the killing of migratory locusts, and rushed to the south.

Yao Po watched his friend leave through the window on the tower.

She turned over the parchment again.

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

——To the most beautiful woman in my heart.

Yao Pu sighed: "What a fool."

……

After repeated ups and downs, Tiesai finally arrived at the destination.

The inner city of Saniro, the Pava mansion directly opposite the fountain.

Pava, the legendary travel storyteller, is not young now. He has half-white hair, sitting on a rattan chair, drinking a glass of honey water in front of the fire.

And what made Tiesai envious was that the lady standing next to him—Pava's wife, Jyoti, still looked young, as if she was only in her twenties. She had a beautiful face and aura.

"finished."

Tiesai handed the sketch he had drawn to the couple.

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

"That's a nice drawing, Mr. Tesser, thank you."

Jyoti looked happy, she sealed the painting with resin and fixed it on the wall.

Pava narrowed his eyes, raised his legs and said, "Tiesai, you seem to have something on your mind. Why don't you tell me."

Tiesai smiled and said no.

Jyoti handed him a glass of honey water and said with a smile, "If anyone 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 very romantic, very free and easy, and very stylish, don't you?"

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

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

"Then why are you doing this?"

"I just don't know what to say..."

"Tell me the truth."

Pava interrupted him: "Remember, tell the truth."

Jody also smiled and agreed: "My husband is right."

"Go. While there is still the last chance." Pava waved impatiently: "I don't want to watch tragedies and stupid dramas, so do what you can do."

"I see……"

Tiesai picked up his backpack and ran out all the way.

Jyoti reminded: "Your quill and smoky ink, don't drop it."

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

"Oh, yes, thank you."

……

Tiesai flew all the way on a bucket beetle, returned to the high tower of Crystal City after half a month, and rushed all the way to the ghost doctor.

"Come back so soon?" Yao Pu was a little surprised.

"I……"

Tiesai summoned up his courage and said, "I want you to marry me!"

"Eh?"

Yao Pu froze for a moment, as if he didn't react.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"So you like the way I used to be."

Tiesai said honestly: "Well. Ever since I saw your face in the sketch, I can't forget that I fell in love with you. In fact, it will take less than three years to draw this city. I just want to see you more."

"I see."

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

"Huh?? What?"

Tiesai felt as if struck by lightning, his smile froze completely: "No, no...why didn't you say it?"

"You didn't ask either."

"You lied to me! You lied 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 no money and is a bit stubborn, he is a very nice person."

"I've never heard that Mr. Fabiani has a wife!" Tiesai exploded, his face pale.

"Because he said that he didn't have the money to hold the wedding, and he said he would make up for it later." Yaopu patiently explained: "The archaeologist doesn't have much money, and it's not easy for him to be out in the wind and rain all day. So I also applied to become a A martial artist can save a little more money so he can get married."

Tiesai clenched his fists, unwilling to initiate a final question: "Why did you marry him?"

Yaopu raised his helmet slightly, as if he had thought seriously for a while.

"forgotten."

"..."

"We had known each other for two days, and he proposed to me. I also thought he was pretty good, so that's it."

"No... I don't believe..."

"That's the truth. We registered at the YC City Hall. At that time, Mr. Tonghai, the mayor, and Mr. Botu, the commander, all came to congratulate us."

"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!"

Tiesai ran out yelling, tore his painting to pieces, and cried loudly in the rain.

……

On this night, Tiesai painted his peak work "Lying".

Since then, the painter Tiesai's style has changed greatly, changing from the 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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