nyslfriends #420 - Chapter 419: Weapon Spirit?
#420 - Chapter 419: Weapon Spirit?
After a moment of hesitation, a resolute look flashed in Li Chenqiu's eyes. "Alright, but some preparations are needed."
As he spoke, he raised his arm, and with two "whoosh" sounds, two slender green vines shot out like sharp arrows, one wrapping around Huang Jianhua's waist and the other around the Finishing Touch Brush.
The other ends of the two vines were connected to Li Chenqiu's left and right hands, respectively.
"Once inside, carefully investigate the place and see if there are any dangers. If you encounter anything strange, tug on the vine, and I'll pull the brush away. You're responsible for covering its retreat, understand?"
Li Chenqiu earnestly instructed.
"I will keep it in mind," Huang Jianhua said with a slight bow.
Li Chenqiu smiled slightly. "Okay, go in. Be careful."
"Understood."
After saying that, Huang Jianhua turned his head, leaped gently, and jumped into the Winter Night Painting without any hindrance.
Seeing this, Li Chenqiu activated No End, extending the length of the vines at a smooth and steady pace, ensuring that Huang Jianhua's movements would not be restricted.
He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall—02:13:32.
"I hope nothing goes wrong," Li Chenqiu prayed silently in his heart.
...
At the same time, at the Star Plucking Academy's train station.
Xiang Nanzhi, with a lollipop in his mouth, cheeks bulging, walked out of the exit.
He wore a cartoon-printed, drop-shoulder short-sleeved shirt on his upper body and loose, straight-leg pants with a great drape on his lower body, paired with white sneakers, radiating youthful vitality.
"Star Plucking Academy, I'm back!"
Xiang Nanzhi released the handle of his suitcase, stood in place, and stretched out a big lazy stretch. Then, he lowered his arms and took out his phone from his pocket, intending to dial Li Chenqiu's number.
But after realizing it was two in the morning, he put his phone back in his pocket.
"Forget it, I'll contact him tomorrow. I wonder how that kid will react when he finds out I've broken through to the eleventh restriction. Hehehe!"
Thinking of this, Xiang Nanzhi couldn't help but laugh, his waist bending involuntarily, scaring the people passing by who quickly backed away and went around him.
"Is this person sick? What's he laughing at in the middle of the night?"
"Keep your voice down. There are a lot of crazy people these days. Don't talk nonsense!"
"You're so thoughtful, honey. I'm so lucky to have you."
Xiang Nanzhi, with his excellent hearing, twitched the corner of his mouth, grabbed his suitcase, and quickly left the exit.
...
02:34:32
Twenty minutes had passed since Huang Jianhua entered the painting. Li Chenqiu was focused, staring intently at the Winter Night Painting on the table.
Whoosh—
Just then, a black shadow flashed out of the painting and landed steadily in front of the desk. It was Huang Jianhua, holding the Finishing Touch Brush.
Li Chenqiu quickly came to his side and asked, "How was it? What's the situation inside? Any dangers?"
Huang Jianhua bowed slightly and gestured towards the Winter Night Painting. "Master, the content of this painting is what I saw inside.
It seems to be an alternate dimension. As for danger, I haven't found any yet, but there is one place that is quite strange. I can't confirm whether it's safe there."
Li Chenqiu asked in confusion, "What place?"
"Here," Huang Jianhua pointed to the small wooden house in the painting. "I can't enter this wooden house, whether from the door, the windows, or the chimney.
I tried to destroy this wooden house with force, but I couldn't even scratch it. It's very strange!"
"Can you see what's inside the wooden house?" Li Chenqiu asked again.
Huang Jianhua shook his head. "I can't see anything."
After hearing this, Li Chenqiu walked to the window, his dark eyes quietly watching the streetlights downstairs, his gaze gradually diverging, as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing this, Huang Jianhua stood in place tactfully, without interrupting.
After a moment, Li Chenqiu raised his head, as if he had made some kind of decision, and turned to Huang Jianhua, saying, "I'll go into the painting later and take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, a vine shot out from his sleeve and wrapped itself around Huang Jianhua's wrist.
"If I encounter any danger, I'll tug on this vine. When that happens, you grab the vine and pull it out, understand?"
"Understood."
Li Chenqiu walked calmly to Huang Jianhua, took the Finishing Touch Brush that he handed over, and then, without any hesitation, jumped lightly and went straight into the painting.
...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The cold wind howled in the snowy night, the moonlight was like water, sprinkled on the white snow, everything was so harmonious, so peaceful.
Bang!
Li Chenqiu fell from a space crack dozens of meters above the ground, creating two deep footprints in the snow.
Looking around, he saw an endless snowfield, undulating mountains, and a small wooden house located at the foot of the mountain, just as Huang Jianhua had said, consistent with the content of the painting.
Li Chenqiu's lips parted slightly. "Activate."
The No End Domain was instantly activated, and everything around him was displayed in his mind without reservation.
At the same time, crimson Wings of Fire rose from his back, and with a flap of his wings, he flew to a height of a hundred meters.
"It really is exactly the same as the scenery in the painting," Li Chenqiu muttered, waving his hand, and billowing black smoke shot into the sky from between his fingers, turning into vulture soul soldiers.
In an instant, they occupied the entire sky, a dark and oppressive sight!
"All of you, look around for anything abnormal and report back to me," Li Chenqiu ordered.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The flock of vultures stirred up the wind and snow, quickly scattering in all directions.
Li Chenqiu stood in the air, waiting quietly, ready to fly back to the space crack at any time.
"It's been a long time since this place has been so lively."
Just then, a rather feminine male voice rang in Li Chenqiu's ears.
Li Chenqiu's nerves instantly tensed, and he turned his head and shouted sharply, "Who!"
"No need to be so vigilant, I have no malice towards you," the voice said again.
Li Chenqiu did not respond, but looked up and around, and after discovering that the vulture soul soldiers flying in the sky were all normal, he was certain that only he could hear the other party's voice, and then asked, "Who are you?"
"Me... In your words, should I be called a spirit?" The man's voice was a little uncertain.
"Spirit?"
Li Chenqiu lowered his head and glanced at the Finishing Touch Brush clenched in his hand, and asked vigilantly, "Which spiritual artifact's spirit are you?"
"Hehehe, you kid are really interesting. Naturally, I am the spirit of the spiritual artifact in your hand, otherwise, how could I make it sense me?" The man's voice was calm, and he smiled faintly.
"The one in my hand..."
Li Chenqiu flapped his wings, gradually shortening the distance between himself and the space crack.
The Northern Underworld Heavenly Emperor said that the spirit of this Finishing Touch Brush has already fallen into a deep sleep. In that case, this guy's identity is a bit questionable, and there is a high probability that he is lying.
"Kid, I know what you're worried about, but what I'm saying is the truth. I am indeed the spirit of this Finishing Touch Brush," the man said sincerely.