Chapter 2148

The world inside the shell, the kingdom of Saint Issa.

A group of young girls in Lutheran uniforms strolled in the sun, laughing about the news of the recent holy election.

"By the way, I heard that the Pope attaches great importance to this holy election and will come to the scene in person."

"It's not surprising that the Pope will also come to the previous holy election? After all, this is an activity to elect saints."

"But in the past, the Pope was the last to appear. This holy election came out at the beginning, which is the first time for the first time."

"Indeed, the Pope has always been busy. I heard last month that the pope had an oracle to go to the yidia mining area to prevent disaster. Yesterday, I learned from the church newspaper that the Pope was going to order people to lead a team to the mechanical country of heresy to spread the gospel."

"Under the leadership of such a kind Pope, the Holy Church will prosper... I'm looking forward to the holy election now."

While the "alternate saints" were talking, a blonde woman with a painting on her back suddenly stopped.

"Sister Feng, what's the matter with you?" The girl holding hands with the blonde asked suspiciously.

The blonde woman, known as' Sister Feng ', smiled and said, "nothing. It suddenly occurred to me that I have several pigments that are particularly suitable for mixing Shengxing blue, but I didn't bring them out. I'll go back and get them now."

The girl looked at the other "alternate saints" and Sister Feng. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded and said, "well, let's wait for you at Yidu church first."

Today, they gathered together to make Sister Feng draw the most beautiful holy painting, which will be presented to the bishop at that time. Therefore, even if it is pigment details, they also hope to get the best.

Master Feng nodded, "OK, I'll be back soon."

After that, master Feng turned and walked towards the street where she lived, carrying a painting tool about the size of half her body.

However, what the girls didn't know was that although she walked towards her residence, she suddenly disappeared after a street, turned into a gust of wind and came to a lake in the suburbs in an instant.

Seeing an island in the middle of the lake, painter Feng's eyes lit up and flew to the island in the middle of the lake.

When he came to the island in the middle of the lake, master Feng shook his head and breathed out: "after coming to Lutheran, he felt more and more strongly explored, and there was no time to relax... Fortunately, the suspected mysterious thing could not bypass the water."

Only in places surrounded by water did she feel relaxed.

After taking a breath in the middle of the lake, she waved her hand gently, and an oil painting hidden in the depths of space appeared in front of her.

This oil painting is a bust of a woman.

This woman is extremely beautiful, not only from the appearance, but also from the paper to feel her bones and her connotation, which are perfect.

Even if the painting was painted by himself, master Feng still felt his heart beating every time he saw it.

After enjoying the paintings for a while, master Feng reached out and touched the oil painting. Strangely, her fingers did not touch the paper, but poked into the painting and set off circles of ripples in the space.

After a long time, a lazy and hoarse voice sounded from the painting: "my dear Feng, do you know what you are doing?"

"You're destroying art, you're disturbing my painting! Even if you're my best friend, you need to pay for your recklessness."

After a silence, Feng said, "I'm sorry, I just have some news to tell you. I didn't notice that dear Ms. Rowling was painting. I'll pay for my mistake, eh... A box of Star color paint?"

"Two boxes."

Feng was silent for a moment and nodded in pain. "OK, two boxes. However, when Ms. Rowling finishes painting, I hope to see your painting."

"That's nature. After all, you are the most famous painter in the pan plane, Michael von."

The voice fell, and the lady in the oil painting seemed to be alive and came out of the painting.

After she stood still, she first looked at the surrounding environment, forests, lakes and the ancient city wall in the distance.

"I remember a year ago, you were still in the heart country of the world inside the shell for that mysterious thing. This is obviously not the heart country..." said the elegant Ms. Rowling, looking back at her best friend Feng behind her.

"Eh?" When Ms. Rowling saw Feng, she was stunned for a moment, then pooped and laughed.

"I never thought that the famous magic painting wizard had a hobby of women's clothing." Rowling covered her mouth and smiled.

"No way, this is the Lutheran Church in the kingdom of Saint Issa, which only allows women to enter. I'm here for a mysterious thing." Feng sighed helplessly, "I have to."

Rowling raised her eyebrows: "I can feel that your heart is not exclusive at all. It seems that you have benefited a lot by relying on this image ~"

Feng coughed twice: "no, No."

Rowling doesn't believe that as a former queen of the central Empire, even if she has become a soul, her ability to see people has not retreated. Feng, you must have done some shady activities with women's clothes.

Feng's back was cold from Rowling's eyes. In order to avoid her eyes becoming more strange, he quickly changed the topic and said, "I called you out this time because my spiritual sense told me that I was touched in the inscription space of Xinghu castle."

Rowling looked at her face. After a long time, she lowered her head and sighed softly: "Xinghu castle... What a distant and familiar name."

After sighing, Rowling looked at Feng: "the inscription space is touched, which represents that my descendants have entered it?"

Feng nodded: "yes, the wisp of spirituality you left behind was triggered."

"So that person should also have a near spirit body." Rowling's eyes were filled with a feeling of review: "that's my blood descendant. It's inexplicably exciting to think about it. I really hope to see him soon."

Feng: "if you want to see him, at least he has to be a gifted person."

Rowling: "didn't you leave the witch soup to increase mental strength? If you can't go on the extraordinary road after drinking the witch soup, he's not qualified to see me."

After Rowling finished, half her body went into the oil painting: "you don't have to care about my blood descendant in the future, unless one day he really finds me and calls me then."

After that, Rowling disappeared into the oil painting.

Feng shrugged and muttered in a low voice, "you obviously called me at the beginning. I'll tell you as long as there is information about the inscription space. Now it doesn't matter."

"I haven't returned to the painting yet..." Rowling's voice came from the girl in the painting.

Feng, shut up.

After a long time, Feng confirmed that Rowling had returned to the depths of the world in the painting, and then he breathed out a long breath.

He no longer talked about the inscription space, but looked at the end of the sky and had a slight emotion in his eyes: "when I mention the inscription space, I think of the old land not far from the enlightenment continent..."

"Do you want to recycle the things put there? Rickton has wanted it for a long time... Forget it, this is the fate set by Kyle's book."

"However, the key is in Odysseus's hand, and the thing is put there. The entrance is still a secret small door. Can anyone really get the key and find the direction?" Feng doesn't believe it, but there should be nothing wrong with Kyle's book as the top mystery.

"Anyway, if someone really gets that thing and can use it, it will shine endlessly."

"I'll see you eventually."

After talking, Feng lifted his blond hair hanging in his ears.

"It's time to go back."

……

On the other side, gondola left Xinghu castle and set sail again.

"Why don't you stay?" Angel looked at the opposite Little Sam: "Xinghu Castle should be a good destination for you at present."

"Although the castle is good, I can't see hope here." When little sam said this, he took a sneak look at angel.

Then I took a second look... A third look.

In the end, Little Sam didn't look at it secretly, but stared at Angel squarely. His whole expression was full of "I have something to say, ask me, ask me!".

Angel was silent for a moment, but then the child said, "what do you want to say?"

Little sam's eyes lit up immediately: "Mr. pat, I saw queen Rowling say that when I went to several special points in the mainland, I could wait until the extraordinary who took the guidance task, and they would take me into the wizard organization. Is it true?"

"That's right." Angel simply explained the significance of the next guidance task to various wizard organizations. At the same time, it also shows that some wizard organizations will not guide gifted people in a peaceful way. If they encounter black wizards and come to a "nine cabin blood fight", they can only recognize them.

Little Sam: Well, can I join Mr. Pat's wizard organization? Where can I find the leader of Mr. Pat's organization

Angel looked at little sam with expectant eyes and said, "I don't know. I didn't take the guidance task, but I can ask for you."

Little Sam was excited in his eyes: "that's great!"

Angel said nothing more, leaving little sam excited. He said he was going to ask. In fact, he already had the idea of guiding little sam into the savage cave.

The reason why he didn't make a commitment immediately was simply because he hadn't measured his mental strength. If the witch soup is not qualified, there is no need for him to recommend it.

Soon gondola left the mountains and headed for Polai town next to the city of Saint Sam.

He said he came to St. Sam this time, just because St. Sam is the benchmark of the central empire. In fact, his destination was the orphanage in Polai Town, where he went to see Fred.

In almost two minutes, they arrived at Polai town.

Angel released an illusion, covered gondola's tracks and landed in an alley.

After a while, angel and little sam came out of the alley.

When he came to Polai town again, angel was still impressed by the literary atmosphere here. Even if it was still early in the morning, he could still see the painter rising in the morning, drawing the sunrise on the Bank of the river; There are people practicing on the roof, and a beautiful wake-up call comes from them; There were also people who enjoyed the one night song party, passing by in front of them with a satisfied smile.

It is full of artistic atmosphere all the time.

This is just a small town near the city of Saint Sam. when you really arrive at the city of Saint Sam, you can better feel what a gorgeous flower of literature and art blooms here.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Little Sam looked at the strange and familiar scene, with some unspeakable homesickness.

"Let's go." Angel patted Little Sam on the shoulder.

Little sam nodded and followed angel into the town in the morning light.

"Mr. pat, where are we going now?" Little sam followed Angel step by step and asked in some doubt.

"Take you to dinner."

Since he wants to test his talent for Sam, his physiological state must be the best. Otherwise, if you use your weak body to test the mental strength value, maybe the value will not be wrong, but little sam can't bear the physical feedback caused by reckless mental strength.

After dinner, angel took little sam to Thyssen lane.

Thyssen lane was still as gloomy as ever, and little sam walked here as if he had returned to the dark wind when he met the dead.

At the end of Thyssen lane is a dilapidated "dream orphanage" with the prefix missing.

"That's it. You can call it dream orphanage, or... Nightmare orphanage."

……

Angel took little sam through the temporarily closed "dawn killing" fantasy, all the way to the dilapidated orphanage.

I met Fred, who had been waiting.

In reality, Freud's body was so solid that he couldn't see his soul at all. At first, little sam even thought it was a person.

It was not until Floyd passed through the wall without obstacles that little sam realized that it was wrong.

Floyd looked at little sam, whose eyes were full of wonder, and looked curiously at Angel: "Sir, who is he?"

"Encountered on the way, there are some special talents." Angel was naturally embarrassed to say that he was lost and said vaguely, "he hasn't slept all night. Take him to his room first and I'll tell you about him later."

Fred nodded and looked at little sam, with a touch of closeness in his eyes that he had not even noticed: "come with me."

When Fred and Sam left, angel closed his eyes and went to the wilderness of dreams.

The place where he entered the dream wilderness was the top floor of the tree house bar. He found a place at will. Angel took out a transparent glass plate and logged in to the mother tree network.

Soon, he found the information left for him in the trees.

"My dear brother, although I can't return to the old land with you, my heart is with you. This is the first time I use trees, and I don't know if you can receive my message. If you can't receive it, Fred will tell you."

"By the way, I saw a fragrance moral guide in the tree forum. The author is Ms. Liana. Is it the witch I think? If so, does it mean that the wilderness of dreams has begun to open in a small area?"

This is a message from his brother Lyon.

Angel thought and told Lyon about the small opening of the dream wilderness meeting at the tea party.

Lyon was not in the wilderness of dreams and could not get a reply in a short time. Angel stood up and walked towards the door.