It seemed to be in order to cooperate with the attention of Ku Ding and the others. At this moment, a stench came from the bathroom. It was obviously not the smell that should be in the bathroom, but something rotted and mixed with a pungent smell, but the smell was not revealed at all at the moment before.

Maybe it’s because of the evil wind just now?

However, this odor came and went quickly. Before Qiao Rourou could pinch her nose, the odor disappeared without a trace, leaving no room for thinking.

Ku Ding held the stick in his hand tightly and walked to the bathroom door a few steps, while Qiao Rourou grabbed Ku Ding's clothes and carefully poked over his head and glanced inside.

It was similar to what she remembered. The toilet opposite was moved to the side, and there was also a lot of loose soil on the ground. The original toilet was located in a large tilted downward hole. The diameter of the hole was much widened, enough for any person to get in.

The only difference is the painting of a mermaid on the wall.

In the painting is a mermaid struggling to raise his hands up, not the mermaid holding something that Qiao Rourou saw at that time. He seemed to have suffered many injuries and was covered with wounds everywhere. The painter is indeed very skilled, and has a unique grasp of colors. He uses the vivid conflicts of different colors to outline the mermaid's despair and desire for life. Even the various wounds on his body, as well as the areas where the wounds rot due to infection, are all manifested. It makes people see it as if they can directly touch the mermaid through the wall, making people suspect that the stench just now was emitted by the mermaid.

"Master, when I came before, I didn't see this. I was supposed to be a very ugly mermaid, and we didn't smell that very smelly before!"

Qiao Rourou doesn't seem to like seeing the mermaid painting in front of her. Also, this painting makes people feel uncomfortable, bloody, insincere, and despair revealed in the painting. The painter pursues the truth too much in the portrayal of details. The flesh and flesh of the outturned skin, rotten wounds, and even the muscles and bones visible through the wounds, making people know at a glance that this is the last moment of the life of the mermaid in the painting. The expressions on the mermaid's face that are not good-looking are combined together, which makes people feel empathetic.

Who would like death?

"There are mermaids outside the South China Sea. They live like fish in the water, and they do not waste the weaving of their eyes. Their eyes can produce beads."

Ku Ding recited an ancient Chinese about the mermaid. If this race really exists, it will definitely be destroyed by greed. Greed is not divided into race, and the "bead" of the mermaid is the root of everything.

"It is a crime to bear a treasure!"

A rare thing, the Butcher showed a hint of sadness and pity.

"Master, are there really mermaids?"

Girls, or most people will have some fantasies about all the beautiful things. Although the mermaid in front of me is different from what I imagined, Qiao Rourou is still looking forward to it.

"All stories have their own sources, and all sources are not groundless. Just as humans cannot imagine sunshine without sunshine, and without sunshine, people cannot understand day and night. What is true or false is not important, what is important is what they can leave behind."

Ku Ding rubbed Qiao Rourou's head. It would be great if she could keep this imagination. However, he didn't say a word, and this sentence would somewhat break many people's imagination.

——At least, they left people with infinite fairy tales.

Qiao Rourou seemed to understand, she looked at the mermaid on the wall, followed his hands to look up, and finally stayed on the ceiling of the roof.

"By the way, Master, can mermaids really give birth to beads that make people live long?"

Instead of answering Qiao Rourou's words, the pot Ding took her into the bathroom. He reached out and touched the wall. It seemed that because of water vapor, he touched some of the paint on the painting. He held it in his hand and rubbed it. The particles of the paint were very large and not delicate. I don't know if it was deliberately chosen by the painter, or if he only had these.

Qiao Rourou leaned over, sniffed it, and then felt her nose pinched.

"So smelly, so smelly!"

"You stupid girl, remember that in the future, you should not touch, smell, taste it easily in unknown environments...even in some environments, you can't even see it... Maybe when what you touch, smell, and taste something that will kill people, do you know?"

The cook originally wanted to give this girl a moment to make her memory, but when he thought that he was still holding the paint particles on the mural in his hand, he didn't knock it over.

If he was right, all the pigments in this painting were taken from the human body, and the red, black, yellow and white were extracts of certain tissues of the human body. The particles, either bone slag or minced meat, could be preserved, and naturally, anticorrosion measures were used.

It is said that using this human body material to paint can seal the soul of the source in the painting and become the guardian of the painting, ensuring that the painting has a longer shelf life. If the main body of the painting itself is the source and is not only the dead, it can even make the painting come to life. It is rumored that [Portrait of Dorling Gray] was made using this method, which seems to be another kind of immortality.

"Well, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention. Moreover, Master, I will definitely learn from you. When I am as powerful as you, I will be like you, even ghosts will be eaten!"

After the gust of wind just now, Qiao Yatou seemed to have changed her personality. She was not confident, but she was indeed much stronger and she was not as shy and restrained as before when talking to Ku Ding. I think she recognized herself to some extent and made a choice for the future.

"You just believe that I can eat ghosts?"

"There may be true or false, but a voice told me that Master is omnipotent. So, I believe it!"

Qiao Rourou's face turned red, but she did not avoid the gaze of the chef. This was the first time she dared to look at the chef like this. It seemed nothing except her heartbeat. There was still some dust on her face, and she was rubbed by the chef just now, looking a little dirty, but cute and tight.

"Maybe it was your personality that deceived you for lies!"

"Then I believe it too!"

After erasing the pigment particles stained on his hand, Ku Ding gave the girl a small chestnut.

"Then, when this matter is over, Master will go back and make delicious food for you!"

"whee!"

Qiao Rourou touched the forehead that was knocked by the chef Ding and showed a satisfied smile. It was really heartwarming to have such a master by her side when she needed help the most.
Chapter completed!