"Didn't you just say that the content you drew was swallowed by a piece of black ink?" Tie Wandao said, "Isn't it black ink? Why is this paper brown?"

"It's black ink. I haven't said it all." Li Pingrun said, "When I used spells to the center of the painting, a circular ink dot suddenly appeared in the center of the painting, and then the round ink dot gradually spread on the paper, becoming bigger and bigger. The pattern when it spreads seemed scary, just like black branches and leaves began to spread around. When it reaches a certain level, the shape of the ink changed on the paper again, leading the lines in the painting I painted, like ghosts pulling people. After a short time, I seemed to see the black ink that had not yet dyed all the paper on the paper. Sometimes strange whites were exposed in places that had been dyed black by ink. Then, the ink seemed to be a black demon with a big mouth, as if not only would swallow my painting, but also jump out of the paper, swallow me, swallow the room, and even the world."

"Do you think this is real or you imagined it?" Tie Wandao asked.

"I feel it is real, but in fact it seems that only Hei Mo swallowed the content of my paintings and was real..." Li Pingrun said, "But I know that the content in the paintings I see may be different from what others see. I don't know what scenes would have seen if others looked at the paintings at that time."

"You said that the content you drew was going to be swallowed by black ink, and what you saw later was that the content in the painting was really swallowed up? Then what?" Tie Wandao asked, "Tell me more details."

Li Pingrun replied: "Yes, I watched the content I drew was swallowed by Hei Mo. At that moment, I seemed to hear a loud rumbling, a very scary sound. I screamed after hearing the sound. Of course, I was worried that the black ink would swallow me, the room, and even the world, but it finally just swallowed the content I drew and did not jump up from the paper."

"Then what happened, continue talking about it." Tie Wandao said.

Li Pingrun continued, "Then, the paper will turn black."

At this time, Li Pingrun recalled it.

"Speak quickly, before you finish speaking, say more in one breath, don't always ask me to ask questions," said Tie Wandao.

"I know, I think about it." Li Pingrun said.

"What do you think about? You can forget what you just saw?" Tie Wandao said, "If you can't remember anything, how can you become a pilgrim!"

"I felt very strange after this practice. I had to think about it carefully before I could remember what I was born next." Li Pingrun said.

Tie Jinjue said to Tie Wandao at this time: "He is not very much in this situation now than before."

Tie Wandao was very impatient, but after listening to Tie Jinjue's words, he felt that Li Pingrun was probably not easy to remember what he had next when the situation was different from before. He wanted to say something sarcastic, but he didn't say it out. Tie Wandao said to Li Pingrun: "Then think about it quickly."

"Captain Xie is waiting patiently." Li Pingrun said.

Li Pingrun recalled, and soon remembered the following situation and said, "I took a few steps back and was stunned for a long time. Later, I walked back to my original position and continued to look at the painting. I saw the colors of burning fire appearing on the four corners of the paper that was already black."
Chapter completed!