Soul Painter

This earthen house is so low that after Gao Fan entered, he always felt that he would be bumped.

But when the dim light drives away the darkness, it shines all over the place.

Gao Fan couldn't see its squeeze right away.

Because the walls and ceilings are covered with colors everywhere.

Those colors constitute a wonderful painting.

A large number of bright colors present a pulsating shape, they are like fire, like stars in the dark night, they are twisted, rotating, and constant.

With these bright red or yellow colors as the main back, there is a huge creature traveling through the "universe"-although Gao Fan is not sure what these backgrounds are describing, his inspiration tells him that it is the universe, but why the universe Is it such an uncertain form?

In a blink of an eye, Gao Fan put aside his doubts again and turned his attention to the ‘protagonist’ creature in the painting.

It is green as a whole. It looks like a flower with a tumbler-like base from a distance. It has a conical shape with a large bottom and a small head. Its head is composed of four long soft limbs covered with green fluff.

Two of the long limbs have crab-like giant claws, the third limb is a funnel-shaped appendage, and the fourth limb has a ball about half a meter in diameter. There are three juxtaposed eyes on the ball, which seems to be Him. Of observation organs.

In a chaotic, distorted, and uncertain universe picture, only the form of this creature is certain. It is traveling in a form of wandering between the ‘universe’ and the ‘time and space’.

Yes, that should be the universe and time and space.

Those dynamic backgrounds.

After Anna Armas described the city of Boston with infinite symmetry, some people still said in a conclusive tone that there can be no science in the painting, there can be no formulas in the painting, and there can be no truth in the painting, because The painter himself may not be familiar with the frontiers of scientific and technological knowledge that mankind is exploring. How can he express them?

But they have forgotten that painters can know nothing about mathematics, but some painters are inspired by ‘gods’.

God is the truth, and God is the formula that can describe everything.

The painter is only describing gods. He may not understand theorems and formulas, but humans can see the existence of theorems and formulas from the portraits of gods.

At this moment, Gao Fan stared at the paintings on the walls and ceilings of this small earthen house, and suddenly several inspirations emerged in his mind:

First, what is expressed in the painting is a great being. More concretely, it should be the great Is, the posture of the entire race of the great Is in the universe and time and space;

Second, the reason why the great existence is qualified to be called the great existence is because they are free from the shackles of time and space. Time and space are regarded as illusions in their eyes, and they have another more real time and energy scale.

Gao Fan felt that it could be called the "real cosmic scale", and only by glancing at the race or creature of this real cosmic scale can he enter the ranks of ‘great’.

Third, the human world exists in the illusion. When the great beings glimpse the human world, they seem to be incomparable giants, watching the phantom of the world reflected on a drop of water.

And from the drop of water, any scaly claw that can see the true form of a great existence can be seen as the ‘truth’ in the world of water droplets.

If this ‘truth’ cannot be integrated with the rules of the water drop world and is indeed ‘not’ the truth, then the water drop world must even distort itself to make it a ‘yes’.

This drop of water was unique and fragile, so that Gao Fan began to wonder again what prevented the great being from directly interfering and even tearing up the human world stored in this drop of water.

This recognition made Gao Fan shudder.

From this painting, he saw the perspective of the great Iss. Valley

From the perspective of a great race, the existence of human beings is of little significance. After all, countless water droplets can be born in this universe. There can be countless reflections in the water droplets. In the reflections there are countless dust-like creatures, which humans are proud of. The various civilized histories, artistic achievements, and social forms of the Great Existence are all dusty things.

It's like the Great Wall carved out of a grain of rice. If others don't understand what the Great Wall is, it's just some strange carvings, which will not delay the existence value of this grain of rice with single nutrition and inability to satisfy your stomach.

In the trembling, Gao Fan raised his fourth inspiration.

Although the earth is a drop of water, there is a constant meaning in it. He has seen countless great beings extending their tentacles to the earth, seeing those lower races, upper races, old days, and even greater beings, which have clearly surpassed Time and Space, but carefully trapped himself in a drop of water, because there is...

Ok?

Gao Fan stared at the most central position in the painting, which was also the end of the universe and time travel of the great Issi race. It was a constant piece of blue. In the back of the entire illusory painting, it appeared to be particularly real and certain. Although small, but Small concrete, inspiration tells Gao Fan that it is the earth is right.

The earth is unique.

The only place where he belongs.

So we are all vying for his will and searching for his whereabouts, so that we dare not step across the thunder pond, but dare to spread chaos and war into this drop of water in a way that he admires, gently enveloping his existence, Like a baby, it protects his precious sleep.

Therefore, this greatest He is...

At this moment ~www.readwn.com~ Gao Fan's sanity descends wildly.

In an instant, it dropped from 80 to 78, and then to 75 again.

A lot of meaningless information and screams began to fill Gao Fan's brain.

Gao Fan's mystery and investigation are calling the police.

So that Gao Fan almost instinctively took a few steps back.

It knocked over the water basin on the stove, and the pigs kept in the house screamed ‘hum’ in fright.

"Thank you? Mik? Are you okay?"

The headmaster's call was distant and close.

Gao Fan only felt that his brain was still buzzing, and the pain was as if he was about to split his brain in half. He kept pressing from the back of the skull to the lower side, and the brain was boiling.

He held down his painful head and waved his hands to signal that he was okay. Seeing that there was only a sanity value of 75 left in the system interface, he couldn't help but feel scared. He seemed to be close to a "true scale truth" just now, and he also understood. A fact.

He understood what knowledge the Great Isth race had stolen from the silver key. The so-called four pigments were only appearances, and regarding the existence of the one and only one, this one would blow up 5 points of Gaofan if he touched his name. The existence of rational value is the knowledge that the great Is stolen.

In order to preserve this knowledge, the Great Iss race divided four tribesmen, the four demons that the system made Gao Fan wanted and pursued.

"It's okay, I'm okay." Gao Fan said to the principal who wanted to send him to the hospital. Although his consciousness was still a little vague, he still insisted, "Take me to Wu Haoxue."

Wu Haoxue is the key. His ability to draw such a painting proves that he is connected with the great Islamic race. In the eyes of the mysterious world, Wu Haoxue must be very valuable, and Gao Fan must be the first to find him.

Otherwise, it will be just as the eternal demon said: late, there will be changes.