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Chapter 66 The Encounter That Touches the Soul

Shortly after the completion of the Hope Fort.

On this day, a small helicopter-style aircraft landed in an open area near Fort Hope, a dense forest.

The hatch opened and a woman walked down from the aircraft.

The woman has a beautiful face and a tall figure. She is wearing thin clothes and long trousers. In the golden autumn, she is dressed in a simple and neat manner. Her medium-length hair is tied up with a red hairband and hangs behind her head, revealing her slender and white neck.

The woman took out an easel and a tool kit from the cabin, held the easel in her hand and carried the tool kit on her shoulder. In the dense forest, she pushed aside the bushes and walked along a path that few people walked past, one or two kilometers eastward, the towering castle on the spire was.

"This castle..."

Under the blue sky and white clouds, in the green lawn, and hundreds of meters away, amid the surging waves hitting the coast, the bright and tall and exquisite castle was like a beautiful swan.

Under the gentle breeze, in the golden autumn, the surrounding maple forests are set off by the fiery red leaves, which are so beautiful that they make people feel heart-wrenching.

"But--"

The woman shook her head gently. This castle was still a little different from the most perfect appearance in her heart.

She imagined that the castle should be thinner, the bottom exterior wall should be painted in a light purple, the middle is painted in milk, and the top of the water tower can be painted in a light pink...

There is also a small wooden bridge on the stream in front of the castle. The lower reaches of the stream can be built, a classical windmill can be built, the lawns around the castle can be planted, and some flower beds or plants can be planted...

"Why do you have to think so much? This castle does not belong to me."

The woman shook her head again and sighed. That person would never give her any freedom.

She can only do what she wants to do freely in her fantasy world.

Standing the easel on the ground, put on a blank painting board, open the tool box, take out the paint and brushes inside, and under the warm sunshine in the morning, the woman began to stroke and outline the castle in her heart on the painting board.

...

On the beach by the sea.

Wearing shorts and barefoot on the soft sand, Zhou Ming was performing morning jogging exercises at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

Breathing the fresh and humid air, enjoying the coolness of the sea breeze slamming the cheeks, listening to the waves in the ears, and enjoying the massage of fine sand on the soles of feet. For a moment, Zhou Ming closed his eyes, calmed his heart, and his thinking spread, and his self and his mind entered a state of sublimation.

Before he knew it, he stopped.

a long time……

He faced the sea and slowly opened his eyes.

There is a golden light in front of you.

The waves in front of you are boundless.

It seemed that he was the only one left between heaven and earth.

In the embrace of nature, all the fame, wealth, desire and obsession in the heart are like clouds in the sky, scattered as soon as they blow.

Why?

Why do you have to live so hard and so tiring?

Every day, I go out to run, bask in the sun, listen to the waves, eat three meals a day, and have no worries about food and clothing. Why do I have to be so worried and depressed?

Why do we have to regard this as a game rather than a real life?

Isn’t that kind of life where happiness is more than pain, happiness is more than sadness, leisure is more than busyness, and dullness is more than turbulent... isn’t it also a perfect life?

Why do you always have to tie things such as fame, fortune, achievements, and achievements in life?

Especially in this money world, although he now has a lot of money, he feels that he is becoming more and more lonely.

No one makes him feel that he can rely entirely on trust.

No one had any collision with his soul.

His purpose in this world has never been to love and justice, to protect conscience and truth, goodness and beauty.

It's just to pass the level simply.

But under the influence of longevity medical care, he has an extremely long life.

Even if he is willing, he can live for 300 years, 500 years, or even longer after taking the life-extending medicines in the system space.

But what is the meaning of such a life? What is the meaning?

Rather than this, he would rather age naturally, end up with a hundred years and exit the game as soon as possible.

"There are still 500,000 slave potions in the system warehouse. If it really doesn't work, just kill him and turn this upper area upside down!"

Anyway, he is almost 70 years old and has lived enough, so he is not afraid of death.

...

After running, put on slippers and went back to the castle.

A person ahead attracted his attention.

A woman, a woman drawing.

She painted very devotedly, focused, serious, and agile brush in her hands, ignoring all external objects.

Even if Zhou Ming walked less than ten meters away from her, she didn't notice it.

"Hey, she's drawing this castle."

Although he was not very polite, Zhou Ming, who was sharp-eyed, saw at a glance that the female painter was copying the paintings at the Castle of Hope where he lived.

However, in addition to the castle, there are also some elements on her drawing board that are not available in real scenes.

For example, flower beds full of flowers and plants, wooden bridges on the stream, windmills on the coast, etc. The coloring of the main castle is also colorful, lively and amazing.

"The style of this painting..."

Zhou Ming's mind flashed, and he immediately thought that when he visited Longlan Castle for the first time, he saw the oil painting styles hanging on the wall in the living room, which were very similar to the one that a woman was painting...

"It turns out that those oil paintings were not painted by Count Shengguang, but by hers."

Then from her beautiful and fair face, her facial features that looked three or four minutes like Earl Shengguang, her identity was obvious.

Either it is the daughter of Count Katsugu or the granddaughter...

Because she was not sure whether she came to Hope Castle to draw simply for field trips or for some other purpose, when she saw that the painting on her hand was almost completed, Zhou Ming walked forward and took two steps, preparing to say hello to her.

However.

When the distance was less than three meters, the woman who was burying her head suddenly turned her head and looked at him.

This glance made Zhou Mingru shocked by lightning.

The moment when the eyes were looking at each other was only one second, but Zhou Ming seemed to have experienced as long as a century.

In the woman's thorough and clear eyes, Zhou Ming found that the experiences, pasts, stories, secrets, emotions, pursuits that he had hidden deep in his heart... In an instant, like cracked encrypted information, it was completely cut open, dug out, exposed, and completely presented to this woman.

This feeling is indescribable, incredible and shocking.

If Zhou Ming insists on describing it, this feeling is a feeling that the soul is seen through, the secret in the heart cannot be hidden.

Fortunately, this woman only looked at him for a second. If it took a longer time, he really couldn't guarantee whether he would kill someone to silence him.

"Buzz buzz ~"

There was a sound of engine roaring from above my head.

A smooth curved jet plane landed on the lawn not far away.

After the hatch opened, two people wearing sunglasses, burly figures and dressed as bodyguards came down and walked straight over.

When he walked to the woman, the two bodyguards bowed respectfully first, and then one of them said, "Miss, the master told you to go back early."

Hearing this, the woman who finished the last stroke in her hand looked up.

After a few seconds of eyes contacting, there was still a layer of sunglasses. The two bodyguards quickly lowered their heads, a layer of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and another person took a step back, but gritted their teeth and said in a deep voice: "Miss, please don't make things difficult for us."

"knew."

The woman said lightly, put the brush in, put it in the tool box, then took off the finished painting on the easel, placed it on the grass beside it, folded the easel, handed it to a bodyguard, and said to another bodyguard: "You can drive it back to the plane I drove over."

"Yes, Miss!"

The bodyguard bowed and trotted towards the small aircraft parked in the jungle.

Looking at the woman who packed up her things and was about to go back, and the two bodyguards who seemed not very friendly, Zhou Ming opened his mouth and wanted to ask what was going on.

This lady was just coming out to relax, so why not let her stay for a while?

But when he said this, when he saw the woman turn her head and look at him that could penetrate everything, Zhou Ming not only held back his words, but also reacted like the two bodyguards, subconsciously lowered his head.

This woman is very evil.

The woman's words came to her ears: "If you take the liberty to disturb you, I'll give you that painting, just treat it as a newly completed gift of your castle."

After saying that, the woman stepped on the steps of the plane gangway with one foot, moved her mouth slightly, and muttered softly: "A strange man."

The plane disappeared into the horizon in the distance. Zhou Ming walked over, picked up the oil paintings on the ground, and put them in his hand to look at them for a while.

"A strange woman."
Chapter completed!
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