The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 283: Mr. Scroll, can you tell me where you are painting?
"I don't know what he's thinking!"

"I didn't know he would leave me a message like this!"

"I don't know why he overestimated my ability - he didn't even tell me that this painting needs to be taken apart!!!"

The Alloy Boss turned around on the ground in frustration. Shen Le stared at the floor under his feet with distress, wondering when the floor would need to be repaired again.

This is his studio!

Laboratory!

With such a mess, the cleanliness and flatness of the room will be reduced, and many tasks will be impossible to do...

Anyway, it's the same as scratching the floor, can you just dig out a bigger one for me? I don't expect you to dig out a villa, but dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room house will be fine!

But unfortunately, it is impossible for the Alloy Boss to give him a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment - at most he will give him a bundle of cash and let him go out and buy a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

Shen Le had no choice but to change the subject:

"So? So what message did he leave for you? When did you receive it? What happened next?"

"later……"

The Alloy Master sat down dejectedly. He casually picked up a steel ruler, took a bite, and put it down awkwardly under Shen Le's distressed gaze.

Shen Le waved his hand weakly:

"Go ahead and chew it, chew it as much as you want. I'll buy another one...So, what happened next?"

"Then I ate for a long time in the silver mountain! That Japanese pirate monster beat me so hard, so of course I had to eat back what I lost, and then eat enough!"

The Alloy Boss looked very confident. Shen Le was curious:
"How long did you eat it for?"

"This one……"

There is no year in the mountains, and you can't tell the year after the cold ends. What's more, the Alloy Boss was basically hiding in a cave, so he didn't even feel the rotation of the four seasons or the alternation of day and night.

It ate, ate, and ate as much as it could, until its size grew from that of a small yellow dog to half a zhang tall and thirty zhang long, then expanded to eight feet tall and fifty zhang long.

He burped loudly, finally feeling full, and sneaked out of the silver mountain, sailed across the ocean, and went back to see his friend:

"Then, I only received this painting, which he left for me... He asked me to protect Jinzhu. If Jinzhu could leave, he asked me to protect her and go to that secret place to be with him..."

"So, did he find the secret realm? Did he achieve immortality?"

"I don't know." The Alloy Boss slumped down on the table in frustration. If he showed his true form, Shen Le suspected that he would be able to get down on all fours and dig a hole to bury himself:

"He went to explore that place and never came back... The news to the outside world was that the Tatar army was approaching, and he led his troops in a bloody battle and died on the battlefield... The court finally buried him in a cenotaph..."

He fell down sadly:

"The only thing he left me was that painting... that painting... I couldn't guess where he was talking about. I tried my best to look for it, but couldn't find it. Jinzhu also asked someone to look for it, but couldn't find it either..."

"Then, Jinzhu, didn't you find that place later?"

"No... I stayed with her all the time, until she grew old and passed away... I watched them bury her, and watched the Ming Dynasty send people to commemorate her, but that was no longer him..."

As for the man who was concerned about Jinzhu and had admired her since he was a teenager, was he walking ahead of her, or was he trapped in a secret place, unable to get out and not knowing her news...

Alloy Boss doesn’t know, Jinzhu doesn’t know, no one knows.

Perhaps, the explorers ahead can uncover this secret while finding this secret realm?

Although, this secret is no longer important to people who have passed away for hundreds of years. Only the monsters who once knew him and experienced this period of time still miss his friend...

Shen Le sighed deeply. He stood up, patted the Alloy Boss comfortingly, and pushed him away:

"Well, at least you know the secret now, and someone is helping you find it. - Come, make way, I'll mend the missing part of this backing paper. I finally know how to mend it!"

He brushed the ink with a few strokes, writing with a swift and vigorous stroke, carefully describing each word without any hesitation.

The Alloy Boss put his hands on the table, stretched his neck, and watched hard:

"Hey, are you sure you wrote it right? Don't make any mistakes. If you make a mistake, we will die in the formation without knowing how!"

[He was right.] A thin, very small voice answered for Shen Le. The Alloy Boss was slightly surprised and looked around:

"Who? Who's talking?"

[I am…]

【That painting! 】

【The painting in front of you! 】

【Didn’t you see it?】【It’s so big!】

In the room, several voices answered at once, some clear, some calm, some steady, and some impatient.

The most anxious one was the small oil lamp. A ball of silver light floated down from the roof, flying rapidly and low along the screen, circling back and forth. Shen Le had no choice but to pick up the acrylic ruler and swung it horizontally:
"Stay away! You're scaring it!"

Didn’t you see that the painting was trembling? If it wasn’t pressed down by the ruler on all four sides, it would have shrunk and rolled up!

[Ah...oh...Shen Le, you don't like me anymore...]

The small oil lamp turned sadly twice, at a deliberately slow rhythm, as if it was cosplaying "The Dying Swan", and sank little by little into the ground and disappeared.

Shen Le was angry and amused, so he simply turned his head and ignored him, and explained to the Alloy Boss:

"The spirituality of this painting has become much stronger. It can give me guidance and judge whether what I write is right or wrong. So far, it has said everything I wrote is fine."

"That's good." The Alloy Boss heaved a long sigh. He stood aside, staring at the paper anxiously, waiting for Shen Le to write on it stroke by stroke.

As soon as he finished writing, he couldn't wait to move a stool and stand on it, snapping photos and sending them to the frontline personnel:
"The instructions for passing through the formation have been completed! It was completed by Shen Le. You should be careful and study it carefully before moving forward. If there is any problem, retreat quickly! If it really doesn't work, call me over!"

The person in front of him gave him a thumbs-up. Shen Le was curious:
"Don't we have drones that can detect mines?"

"A drone can't handle everything!" Alloy Boss's face was filled with sadness:
"Arrays have all sorts of functions! Let's make a self-examination array or something like that, to seduce the inner demons. Whether it's a drone or a robot, it can't give an early warning!"

Shen Le: “…”

What you said makes a lot of sense, I am speechless...

He waited silently for the backing paper to dry, then leveled it on the wall, applied glue, and mounted the painting, working step by step. Before he finished the work, the alloy boss received an urgent call:
"Boss, we have opened the secret realm! - The problem now is that the formation is not easy to navigate. We can't get through even if we follow the instructions... Can you come over?"

Alloy Boss: "Shen Le, do you want to go over and take a look?"

Shen Le refused sternly and refused to move a step. He watched the Alloy Boss turn his head back as he walked out of the door, quickly closed the door and returned:

Work, work!

Just one step left!

Cover it, disassemble the sandalwood scroll, roll up the gold foil map and stuff it back in, install the top and bottom poles, thread the ropes and ties - done!
Hang it on the wall, what a beautiful painting it will be!
Shen Le pulled a chair and sat down, looking up at the painting and smiling slightly. Although the painting still looked old and yellow, it was nothing like the new one he remembered;
Although there is nothing particularly beautiful about this painting from color to composition to brushwork, in the words of Teacher Zhang, it is "the result of a third-rate painter's poor imitation of Xu Wei";
Although this painting was not entirely restored by his own ability, strictly speaking, it was under the guidance of Teacher Zhang, with a command and an action...

However, this painting looks like it has a comfortable atmosphere. In the center of the painting, the young man and woman are facing each other, and the light pink color quietly lingers, which represents their original intention and love.

At the top of the picture, the dense green mountains and the endless grasslands beyond the mountains exude a heavier and broader aura.

That was during the long years when they knew each other, trusted each other, looked at each other, and planned for each other, but never crossed the line;

That was a man's iron-blooded career of fighting year after year, from the peninsula in the east to the Hetao in the west, sweeping away the enemy and winning every battle;

That was a woman who had no choice but to marry several husbands. From a young girl who married alone, she became a female leader of the grasslands with tens of thousands of elite soldiers and a city. Her life was full of ups and downs.
Those were the years of peace and prosperity when they could only look at each other from afar across the border and there was no war on the grassland for thirty years!

Shen Le let out a long sigh, feeling very happy. On the painting, pieces of spirituality rose and spun, and finally, for the first time, they completely merged together, emitting a large amount of colorful light:

[Ah... This place is so beautiful...]

A soft, subtle voice echoed in Shen Le's heart.

Neither male nor female, neither old nor young, yet a clear and distant voice floated up:

[He said that he hoped that one day there would be no more wars on the grasslands, forever and ever, and everyone would be happy, singing and dancing...]

[She said that she hoped that one day, girls on the grassland would not be forced to marry, and would not be forced to marry their step-sons or their step-sons’ stepsons…]

[This day has finally arrived, I finally saw it...]

Shen Le: “…”

So what were you looking at during this time when I was working so hard on the restoration?
Are you watching the news, TV dramas, and long and short videos with the little oil lamp, the little wooden puppet, the little ink bucket and others?
Since you have the time to explore the world, could you please take the time to tell me where exactly you are painting?

"So, where are you drawing?"

[Ah… I really don’t know about this…]

Hua Juan said something leisurely that made Shen Le dizzy:
[After all, the person who drew me has never been to the scene... But if you take me there, maybe I can find him? ]

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