LRAB Chapter 430: Let's Draw Some Murals
Chapter 430: Let's Draw Some Murals
I accompanied the child farther and farther, up the high mountains, across the frozen rivers, and into the warm caves.
"I want to paint a few murals here. This one will depict the past, this one will depict the present, and the last one will depict the future. In my impression, the future will be better, right?"
"The future will get better and better, don't worry..." Although he didn't have much talent in painting, he still started to prepare these things with the other party. In order to preserve the pigments for a long time, they needed to be refined from minerals. However, there were indeed a lot of minerals here. Looking at the densely packed minerals, he began to crush them carefully.
After the minerals are crushed, they usually cannot be used directly. Something must be added for blending. There are also different pigments, such as the very rare purple.
I have extracted it from shells, and it can also be extracted from flowers, but the yield is not large.
Purple is a very noble color, but it is also not cheap. The price of purple is very high because nowadays, the extraction process of purple is very complicated.
Fortunately, the other party said that not much purple was needed, so he could pick out a few bottles of potions that could temporarily change color from a pile of potions.
This is a special potion that can change the color of the pigment. You can choose a new color after dropping it.
Looking at the beautiful purple, I nodded and asked the other person: "What are you going to paint with purple?"
"Draw my sister's eyes." I saw my face in her eyes. At this moment, all she saw was me. "Since my sister can save us in the future, I will definitely draw her beautifully!"
"Are my eyes pure purple?" He asked softly, and the child nodded. Isn't that a given? A very attractive purple.
"It's a very beautiful purple, I love it."
"Thank you, I like the color of my eyes, too." I prefer purple... and blue.
"Sister, please help me prepare some more color materials. We have already done a lot, but if we want to paint three huge murals, there is still a lot to go!"
"Okay~" Only she will be like when she was a child, only this sister will be like when she was a child.
Grind the ore in your hand resignedly. The new silver ore can emit a slight light after grinding. At this time, it needs to be ground finely enough to be made. Under the light, it will reflect like silver, and it will feel a bit shiny!
Then there are the bright red ores. These ores can protect the temperature. I thought about it for a long time and finally felt that this strange ore must have grown because the ground veins were damaged?
In addition, there is something unexpected here. In the center of the cave, there is a sapling with a fire around it.
The weather here is a bit too cold. People can barely bear it by relying on sheets and quilts, but trees cannot. I recognized which tree it was at a glance.
"A branch of a leyline?"
"I've tried very hard, but they haven't grown. I also tried to get them to get some sunlight or moonlight, but unfortunately the wind and snow have been covering everything. But there is good news, the mushrooms have indeed grown. Although it's a bit unbearable to eat mushrooms every day, it's better than starving!"
The other person happily continued what he was doing, and the painting was very beautiful, like a blooming flower. No, my metaphor was too simple. It was not just like a blooming flower. If it were in the past, I would have praised the other person's eyes as being as bright and moving as stars.
But not now, I have a bad impression of stars, but if possible, I hope you can be as dazzling as the morning star...
I hope you can be like the Big Dipper and guide people.
You are a natural leader.
This kid is not a weak guy. On the contrary, he is gentle, strong and calm. In many cases, he will be the fastest to come up with solutions to help everyone. To be precise, if it weren't for this snowstorm, he would become a leader like his father, or even better.
It’s a pity that the wind and snow will bury everything, even life will be buried, let alone human talent?
The other person kept talking without stopping, chattering about recent events and his recent troubles, while I listened quietly without interrupting him. If I did, he would definitely be unhappy.
What beautiful flowers... I didn't expect that the first thing he painted was a mural. The inconspicuous little flower at the bottom, when I looked closely, I found that it was a purple hydrangea...
To be more precise, it was the flowers that fell on the ground. That was the scene of my arrival...
"When we first met, I was wondering, why are there so many beautiful eye colors in the world? I have never seen anyone with purple eyes. And the flowers in her hair were very, very beautiful!"
"When I first met you, I felt that you were a very courageous and loving little fellow."
"Don't call me little one. Although I am younger than you, you can call someone in their teens when you are 20, but I can't call someone in my 30s little one when I am 20!"
"Okay, I get it... You're really easily angered..." I muttered softly to myself. The other person obviously heard it and was a little dissatisfied, but that cute expression made people like him very much.
The other person painted several small flowers, and the paint I brought was enough, so it should be enough. Thinking of this, I told the child that it was getting late outside and I needed to leave.
It is indeed late. Painting murals is a very difficult part. First of all, the stone wall needs to be polished smooth before painting, and then it has to be coated with a wind-proof and anti-corrosion coating after painting. Of course, many murals do not actually take into account the appreciation of future generations, but you need to consider it yourself!
"So soon? Well, the time I spend with my sister always goes by extra fast. Then sister, you must come to see me again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"
"Okay, I've got it. My lovely sister..." He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the other person's head like he did when they were children, but she dodged him. Sure enough, children don't like to be touched on the head when they grow up. Thinking of this, he decided to tuck her hair behind her ears and then left.
It's been a long time since I touched the head of such a cute child. What a pity...
The road to the snow-capped mountains is not far, and the time I walked was neither long nor short. I was very tired, as if I had returned to the time when I was most ill and in pain. In fact, it was because of the veins of the snow-capped mountains that brought back some not-so-good memories.