The murmurs sounded in my ears made Xiao Xiao turn his head and look.

Then, he blinked.

Is there too many monsters I encountered today?

...

The monster who looked like a scholar held a dark blue cover thread-bound book in one hand and a thin tube brush in the other hand.

The raised face was full of excitement.

The scholar raised his hands and shook his head, which felt a bit like dancing.

...

The scholar's face was almost stuck to the painting.

The next second, as if he realized his misbehavior, the scholar quickly took a step back.

But my eyes never cared about the painting.

It seems that he has not noticed Xiao Xiao standing in front of the painting at all.

Xiao Xiao was thinking, whether to be wary or to be ignored... which one is slightly better?

...

Xiao Xiao shook his head with a smile.

Turning back to appreciate the painting in front of me.

He had never seen such a large sea of ​​flowers with his own eyes.

Not scattered wild flowers.

Instead, large areas of flowers bloom together.

Under the vast blue sky and white clouds.

It's like dyeing the sky with beautiful colors.

He thought, if the rosy sunset covered the sky at dusk, how amazing would this sea of ​​flowers be?

...

"Rush~Rush~"

The subtle sound made Xiao Xiao look at him.

What was the man who looked up at the painting before, looking down at the painting?

Um?

So isn't it a book?

Xiao Xiao suddenly realized.

...

But soon, he lost the energy to pay attention to the man's movements.

His eyes widened for a moment.

A little stunning was revealed on his face.

...

A flower appeared behind the man, another flower...

The flowers are in full bloom.

The petals stretched, and the stamens trembled slightly.

It seems that the next second, a bee or butterfly will fall on it.

...

The only thing that makes people feel a little regretful is...

“Why there is no color?”

Xiao Xiao murmured.

If the color is added, the scene in front of you will be like the scene in the painting has become reality.

At this time, because there is a little color, these flowers are like semi-finished products, with less vitality and aura.

This work is still missing the final touch - coloring.

...

“No color…”

The scholar stared blankly at his work in front of him.

"Yes, no color."

"wrong."

“Not at all…”

“Not like…”

The scholar cut several brushes vigorously from his hand.

The flowers behind the scholar disappeared little by little.

...

“Check ~”

Philip shouted a few times in a hurry.

Why are the flowers gone?

Although the flowers have no color, they are still enough to make people still stunning.

It hasn't seen enough yet.

...

Philip's voice attracted the attention of the scholar.

It looked up.

I was a little confused.

Then it turned its head and looked.

...

“Check ~”

Philip glared at the scholar with displeasure.

Those flowers have not been finished.

Why did they all wipe it off?

...

Xiao Xiao smiled apologetically, "Sorry, did I bother you?"

If it weren't for the words he had just said, the scholar wouldn't have stopped painting.
Chapter completed!