He and It

Seeing that he frowned and didn't answer for a long time, Echidna held his ribs and shook him gently - he had begun to like this action as before.

Xie Ning came back to her senses and quickly replied: "Uh-huh, actually, I am a painter! I really want to... I mean, you are beautiful, and I really want to draw you, but my level is too low. Now, I can’t do it. So, I’m quite frustrated..."

Hearing his spontaneous expression of appreciation, Echidna was filled with joy, and it was like a sweet spring flowing in his chapped and dry heart. However, how can a small spring water moisturize the entire dry desert? He couldn't wait to have Dolos repeat it eleven thousand times.

At the same time, he tolerated the young man's delusions tolerantly, because he was young and naive, and did not know that the form of the devil was indescribable and could not be reproduced. The primitive gods carry a demonic nature that cannot be seen directly. When those humans without virtue see them, they will arouse all the ambition, cruelty, brutality and stubbornness in their hearts, and arouse the sins from the beginning of human beings.

However, since Echidna decided to pamper this young man paranoidly, he would grant this small wish.

"Where is your painting?" he asked. "Bring it to me and let me point out your omissions."

Xie Ning was a little surprised, but he had been separated from his picture album for so long, and he had long been worried about whether he could remember it. He quickly replied: "It's just next to my luggage! It's a book about this wide and this long, and the cover is made of ink." Wrapped in blue cloth.”

Echidna gave another command, and two more big snakes swam down and headed towards their destination.

"You... I want to ask," Xie Ning said carefully after careful consideration, "Why are you so nice to me?"

After hearing this question, Echidna hissed hoarsely, unable to tell him the reason.

Because you stroked my snake tail, boldly courted me, and praised my beauty - you even cried miserably because you couldn't reproduce it, but I couldn't respond to your love.

So fragile, so small, you cannot bear any passion. My kiss will burn your body. As for my caress, if I had not controlled my poison, I am afraid that Death would have ascended to my palace long ago, racking his brains and thinking about how to snatch your dead soul from my hands.

"This is a secret!" The snake demon said bitterly, "You will know it later."

Xie Ning was confused and knew nothing about Echidna's ideas.

The big snakes turned back again, and they brought back Xie Ning's picture album and luggage.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" Xie Ning happily held the notebook. He opened it and showed it to Echidna, and the snake demon stuck its head out of his left shoulder, ready to view the young man's work.

He was in the mood for guidance, but the result surprised him.

——On the bright and smooth paper, his body was vividly described, with black hair and brown skin, lifelike expression, and all tattoos and jewelry. If the paper hadn't reflected light, he would have thought he was looking in a mirror!

Although the painter was unable to recreate the charm of the demon, it was still far beyond what humans could achieve.

Could an artist favored by the Muses paint it, or a priest favored by Apollo alone? Perhaps Echidna has not walked on the earth for many years, but he can definitely conclude that this is a skill that is lower than the gods and higher than humans.

The gods of Olympus have always been fond of narrators. Whether they are poets, singers, painters, or sculptors, the gods have always placed various positions in the temples for these humans, so as not to let them be submerged among ordinary people. among. Just because things that can be passed down to the world are immortal, even if the end comes and goes, the glory of the recorded ones will still remain in the world for future generations to commemorate endlessly.

That is the prerogative of gods and heroes.

He didn't have to come to Arima's underground palace! It's dark and miserable here, half a scorching furnace, half a biting ice cave, far away from civilization, no sunshine, no singing and dancing, and naturally no laughter at all. Snow-white towering buildings will not stand here, and grand banquets will not be held here. Only the banished ancient demon gods and more rude Earth Mother's relatives are left here.

When the child walked into the palace, the king happily welcomed him as his guest; when he walked into the temple, the gods of Olympus also rushed to snatch his right to belong to him from the clouds; he and the talented singer Orpheus Together, they walked into the depths of the underworld and walked in front of Hades. Hades might be moved by the sound of Orpheus and allow him and his wife to leave the realm of death, but he must keep Dolos. of! You see, his fingers are slender and white, but they can depict how real things are. In his pen, praise is more enchanting, and reproach is more powerful. He painted the banquets of the gods, which must have made mortals have the fantasy of climbing Mount Olympus; he painted evil deeds, and all the objects included in the paintings must still be criticized and despised thousands of years later.

This is an offering that only gods can enjoy! Echidna's heart trembled violently, so sour that she almost died immediately.

How do I get this precious treasure? What do I need to do to deserve this? The demon was in a daze. He was completely frozen, as dull as a bronze statue.

He suddenly began to doubt in his heart that this was actually a conspiracy. Just as the Olympus gods created Pandora and instigated her to seduce the brothers of Prometheus and bring disaster to the world, now, they also created Dolos, specifically Lure him into a future of destruction.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Echidna's long silence, Xie Ning asked nervously, "Is there any problem?"

After a long time, Echidna replied hoarsely: "...No."

That's it, the snake demon thought, that's it! Even if he, like Pandora, wears a beautiful snow-white robe, wears a unique golden belt on his head, and holds a box full of vicious disasters, I will not feel afraid at all, nor will I shrink my hands from possessing him. No matter the ending is tragic or unfortunate, I will be happy with it!

"I have nothing to advise you," he said in a low voice. "I am greatly surprised by your talent."

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