Chapter 26 Yun Tianming's fairy tale in the 7th year of the radio era

The first meeting of the Intelligence Interpretation Committee (IDC) was also held in the sophon shielding room.Although most people tend to think that sophons have disappeared, and the solar system and the earth are "clean", they still adopted this secrecy measure, mainly because of the consideration that if sophons still exist, it may threaten Yun Tianming's safety. What was released to the public a few days ago was only the conversation between Yun Tianming and Cheng Xin, and the main body of the information that Yun Tianming passed on—the three fairy tales are still kept in a state of absolute secrecy.In a transparent modern society, it is difficult to keep such important information secret from the Fleet International and the United Nations to the whole world, but the countries quickly reached an agreement on this.If the intelligence subject is released, there may be an upsurge of interpretation around the world, which may endanger Yun Tianming's safety.Yun Tianming's safety is so important, not just for his personal consideration, at present, he is still the only one who is in the alien society and goes deep into the interstellar, in the future, his importance will be irreplaceable.

At the same time, the confidential interpretation of Yun Tianming's intelligence marks the further enhancement of the power and action capabilities of the United Nations, making it a step closer to a real world government. This shielded room was larger than the one Cheng Xin had used in space, but it was still quite cramped as a conference room.The currently established shielding force field can only maintain uniformity in a limited space volume, and the force field will be distorted and lose its shielding effect when the volume increases. There were more than 30 people present at the meeting, besides Cheng Xin, there were also two people from the Yuan Dynasty, who were two of the former candidates for the sword-bearer: accelerator engineer Bi Yunfeng and physicist Cao Bin.

Everyone wears one-piece high-voltage protective clothing, because the metal walls of the shielded room are live, and people inside need to prevent accidental contact.In particular, people are required to wear protective gloves in case someone habitually clicks on the wall to try to activate the information window.In the shielding field, no electronic devices can function, so there are no information windows in the room.In order to keep the force field uniform, the furnishings here were minimized as much as possible, mainly people's seats, not even conference tables.The protective clothing worn by the participants was originally worn by electric workers during high-voltage operations. In the simple metal room, this group of people is like an ancient factory workshop meeting before the start of work.

None of the attendees complained about the shabby and crowded place, the pungent smell and skin discomfort caused by the static electricity in the air.They have been living under Sophon's surveillance for nearly three centuries, and now they are suddenly free from the voyeurism of another world. The people in the shielded room have an unprecedented sense of relief.Sophon shielding technology was realized shortly after the end of the Great Immigration. It is said that the first batch of people who entered the shielding room suffered from a kind of "shielding syndrome". People confide in their privacy.A reporter described it in poetic language: "In this narrow paradise, people have opened their hearts, and our eyes are no longer reserved."

IDC is an organization jointly established by Fleet International and the United Nations Planetary Defense Council, and its mission is to interpret the intelligence delivered by Yun Tianming.It is divided into 25 groups according to different disciplines and specialties. The participants this time are not professional scientists, but the leaders of the 20 groups, that is, members of the IDC. The chairman of IDC first paid tribute to Yun Tianming and Cheng Xin on behalf of Fleet International and the United Nations. He called Yun Tianming the most heroic warrior in human history, and said that he was the first human being to successfully survive in an alien world—in the heart of the enemy, in that In the unimaginable environment, he fought alone, bringing hope to the earth civilization in distress; Cheng Xin, with her courage and wisdom, risked her life to successfully receive the information from Yun Tianming.

At this time, Cheng Xin asked the chairman to speak in a low voice.She stood up and looked around the venue, and said: "Everyone, everything in front of you is the final result of the ladder plan. This plan is inseparable from a person. Three centuries ago, it was because of his persistence , and used his courageous leadership and outstanding creativity to make the Staircase plan come true against all odds. This person was Thomas Vader, then director of the Strategic Intelligence Directorate of the Planetary Defense Council, and I think we should also pay tribute to him. " The venue was silent, and no one agreed with Cheng Xin's proposal.In the minds of most people, Vader is a symbol of the dark humanity of the AD century, the opposite of this beautiful woman who was almost killed by him, and it is always chilling to think of him.

The chairman (he himself is the current director of the PLA and Wade's successor three centuries later) did not respond to Cheng Xin's words, but continued the agenda of the meeting: "For the interpretation of intelligence, the committee has a basic Principles and expectations. It is impossible for intelligence to provide any specific technical information, but it is possible to point out the correct research direction and provide a correct theoretical concept for unknown technologies including light-speed spaceflight and space safety declarations. If this is done , has brought great hope to the human world.

"The information we got is divided into two parts. One part is the conversation between Yun Tianming and Dr. Cheng Xin, and the other part is the three stories he told. Preliminary analysis shows that important information is hidden in the three stories, and the conversation part can be There are not many things to interpret. Since we will not focus on the dialogue part in the future, here is a summary of the information we have obtained from the dialogue. "First of all, we learned that Yun Tianming has done a lot of long-term preparations for this information transmission. He has created hundreds of fairy tales, and the three stories containing intelligence are mixed in these stories. He tells and publishes the anthology This is a long process, and it is not easy. If the information hidden in the three stories is not seen through during this process, the enemy will think these stories are safe in the future. But Even so, he added another insurance policy to the three stories."

The chairman turned to Cheng Xin, "I want to ask a question: Is it really like what Yun Tianming said, did you know each other when you were children?" Cheng Xin shook her head, "No, we are just college classmates. He and I are indeed from the same city, but our elementary and middle schools are not in the same school. We definitely didn't know each other before university." "You bastard! Does he want Cheng Xin's life for lying like that?!" Ai AA, who was sitting next to Cheng Xin, yelled loudly, drawing dissatisfied looks from everyone.She was not a member of the IDC, but attended the meeting as Cheng Xin's advisor and assistant, and this was also due to Cheng Xin's insistence. AA has made some achievements in astronomy, but here her qualifications are too low, and everyone despises her. People think that Cheng Xin should have a more competent technical advisor. Even Cheng Xin herself often forgets that AA used to be a the scientist.

A PLA official said: "It is not too dangerous to do so. Their childhood was before the Crisis Era, when sophons did not reach Earth, and they could not be the subjects of sophon detection at that time." "But later they will check the information left over from the AD century!" "It's not easy to find the information of the two children before the Crisis Era. Even if you check the household registration or school registration records at that time, knowing that their primary and secondary schools are not in the same school, it can't prove that they didn't know each other at that time. And You didn't expect that at all," the PLA officials made no secret of their contempt for AA's lack of professionalism, "Yun Tianming can use sophons, he must have tried to inquire first."

The chairman went on to say: "This risk is necessary. Yun Tianming replaced the author of the three stories with Cheng Xin, which further convinced the enemy that these stories are safe. During the more than an hour of telling, the yellow light did not stop once. Liang, later discovered that when all the stories were told, Sophon’s limited meeting time had already passed by four minutes. In order to let Yun Tianming finish telling the last story, the listener sympathetically extended the meeting time by a total of six minutes , This shows that they are no longer wary of these stories. Yun Tianming has another important goal in doing this, and he uses this to convey a clear message: there are intelligence hidden in the three stories. "As for the other information that can be deciphered from the conversation, we all agree that Yun Tianming's last sentence is more important—" the chairman said, making a gesture with his right hand in the air. This is a habitual action, trying to click on the holographic information window, when he realized that it was impossible, he said that sentence himself, "'Then let's make an appointment at a meeting place, besides the earth, and another place, another place in the Milky Way.' This sentence There are two possible meanings, first, he hinted that it is impossible for him to return to the solar system; second—"The chairman paused, and waved his hand again, this time as if to drive away something, "It's actually not important , let's move on." The air in the conference room was a little heavy, and everyone knew the second meaning of this sentence: Yun Tianming had no confidence in the earth avoiding the impact and surviving. The staff began to distribute documents at the venue. The documents had a blue cover, only numbered and no title. In this era, paper documents are already very rare. "Everyone, please note that the document can only be read here, and cannot be taken out of the meeting room, nor can it be recorded. Most of the people present here are contacting its content for the first time. Now let's read it together." The venue fell silent, and people began to seriously read the three fairy tales that might save human civilization. Yun Tianming's first story: The Kingdom's New Painter Long, long ago, there was a kingdom called the Kingdom of No Story, which has never had a story.In fact, for a kingdom, no story is the best, and the people in a kingdom without stories are the happiest, because stories mean twists and turns and disasters. The Storyless Kingdom has a wise king, a kind queen, a group of capable ministers, and hardworking and simple people.Life in the kingdom is as peaceful as a mirror, yesterday is like today, today is like tomorrow, last year is like this year, this year is like next year, there has been no story. Until the prince and princess grow up. The king has two sons, Prince Waterdeep and Prince Smoothie, and a daughter, Princess Dewdrop. Prince Deep Water went to the Tomb Island in the Taotie Sea when he was a child, and never came back. The reason will be explained later. The Smoothie Prince grew up with his father and queen, but it also worried them deeply.The child is very smart, but he has shown a tyrannical character since he was a child.He asked his servants to collect many small animals from outside the palace, and he played imperial games with these small animals. He proclaimed himself the emperor, and the small animals were his subjects, and the subjects were all slaves. At that time, all the small animals were killed, and Bingsha stood in the blood on the ground laughing wildly... After the prince grew up, his personality became more restrained, he became taciturn, and his eyes were gloomy.The king knew that it was just that the wolf hid its fangs, and there was a nest of hibernating poisonous snakes in Bingsha's heart, waiting for the chance to wake up.The king finally decided to cancel Prince Smoothie's succession to the throne, and Princess Dewdrop will inherit the throne. The Kingdom of No Story will have a queen in the future. If there is a ration for the virtues that the father and queen pass on to their offspring, then what the Smoothie Prince lacks must have been given to Princess Dewdrop.The princess is smart, kind, and incomparably beautiful. When she comes out in the daytime, the sun will shrink its radiance. When she walks at night, the moon will open her eyes. When she speaks, the birds will stop singing, and the wasteland she walks on will grow gorgeous flowers.Luzhu becoming a queen must be supported by all the people, and the ministers will do their best to assist. Even Prince Ice Sand didn't say anything about it, but his eyes became more gloomy. Thus, the storyless kingdom has stories. The king officially announced the decision on his sixtieth birthday.On this night of celebration, the night sky is decorated with fireworks into a colorful garden, and the brilliant lights almost turn the palace into a transparent crystal palace. Amidst the joyful songs and laughter, the fine wine flows like a river... Everyone is immersed in happiness, and even the ice-cold heart of Prince Smoothie seems to be melted. He changed from the gloom of the past, and respectfully congratulated his father on his birthday. May the light of his life shine on the kingdom forever like the sun .He also praised his father's decision, saying that Princess Luzhu is indeed more suitable to be a monarch than himself.He blessed his younger sister, hoping that she would learn more about governing from her father, so that she could take on important responsibilities in the future.His sincerity and kindness moved everyone. "My son, I am so glad to see you like this," said the king, stroking the prince's head. "I really want to keep this good time forever." So a minister suggested that a giant oil painting should be made to draw the scene of the celebration and hang it in the palace as a memorial. The king shook his head, "My painter is old, the world has been covered with mist in his dim old eyes, and his trembling old hands can no longer paint our happy smile." "I was just going to say this," Prince Smoothie bowed deeply to the king, "my lord father, I'm going to present you with a new painter." After finishing speaking, the prince gestured to the back, and the new painter walked in immediately.This is a big boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, wrapped in a monk's gray cloak, like a frightened little mouse in this resplendent palace and jeweled guests.When he was walking, his thin body shrank into a branch, as if he was always avoiding the invisible thorns around him. The king looked disappointed at the painter in front of him, "He is so young, can he master that profound technique?" The prince bowed again, "My father, his name is Needle Eye, he is from Helsingen Mosken, and he is the best student of the ethereal master painter. He has been learning painting from the master painter since he was five years old, and he has studied painting for ten years now." In 2000, he got the true biography of the ethereal painter. He is as sensitive to the colors and shapes of the world as we are to a red-hot iron. This feeling is solidified on the canvas through his god-like brush. Except for the ethereal painter, he is unparalleled in the world. The prince turned to the eye-of-the-needle painter, "As a painter, you can look directly at the king, which is not considered rude." The Eye of the Needle painter looked up at the king, and immediately lowered his head again. The king was a little surprised, "My child, your eyes are very sharp, like a sharp sword unsheathed beside the flames, which is extremely disproportionate to your age." The eye of the needle painter spoke for the first time: "Supreme king, please forgive the offense of a humble painter. This is the eyes of a painter, he must paint in his heart first, I have painted you, and your majesty and wisdom together In my heart, I will draw it into the painting." "You can also look at the queen," said the prince. The needle eye painter glanced at the queen, lowered his head and said: "The most respected queen, please forgive the offense of a humble painter. I have already drawn you, your nobility and Dianwei together in my heart, and I will draw them into the painting." of." "Look at the princess again, the future queen, you have to draw her too." The eye of the needle artist looked at Princess Dewdrop for even less time, and after a glance like lightning, he lowered his head and said: "The most admired princess, please forgive the offense of a humble artist. Your beauty hurts me like the sun at noon, For the first time, I feel the weakness of my brush, but I have already painted you and your incomparable beauty in my heart, and I will paint it into the painting." Then the prince asked the needle-eye painter to look at the ministers.He looked side by side, his eyes lingering on each of them for only a moment, and finally bowed his head and said: "Most respected adults, please forgive the offense of a humble painter. I have put you, your talents and Wisdom is drawn together in the heart, and I will draw it into the painting." The feast continued, and the Prince of Smoothie pulled the Eye of the Needle painter to a corner of the palace, and asked in a low voice, "Do you remember everything?" The needle-eye artist lowered his head, and his face was completely hidden in the shadow of the cloak hat, making the cloak look empty, with only the shadow inside and no body. "Remember, my king." "Remember everything?" "My lord, remember them all. Even if I draw a close-up of each hair and fine hair of each of them, I can draw them accurately and accurately." The banquet didn't end until midnight, and the lights in the palace gradually went out.It was the darkest time before dawn, the moon had already set in the west, and the dark clouds covered the night sky from west to east like a curtain, and the earth seemed to be soaked in ink.A chilly wind blew, the birds shivered in their nests, and the flowers closed their petals in terror. Two fast horses came out of the palace like ghosts and galloped westward. Riding on the horses were the Ice Sand Prince and the Eye of the Needle painter.They came to a deep bunker more than ten miles away from the palace.This place is in the deepest part of the sea of ​​night, damp and gloomy, like the abdomen of a sleeping cold-blooded monster.Their shadows flickered in the torchlight, their bodies just two black dots at the end of the long shadow.The eye-of-the-needle artist unwrapped a painting that was as tall as a man. He opened the canvas that wrapped the painting and showed it to the prince.This is a portrait of an old man. The old man's white hair and beard surround his head and face like silver flames. His eyes are very similar to those of a needle-eye painter, but there is a depth in the sharpness. This painting shows the painter's superb skills. Bixian, lifelike. "My lord, this is my teacher, the ethereal painter." The prince looked at the painting, nodded and said, "It's wise for you to draw him first." "Yes, my lord, lest he draw me first." Needle-Eye Painter said, carefully hanging the painting on the damp wall, "Okay, I can make a new painting for you now." The needle-eye painter took out a roll of snow-white things from a dark corner of the bunker, "My lord, this is the trunk of the snow wave tree in Mosken, Helsingen. Roll paper, the best drawing paper! My paintings can only be magical when painted on snow wave paper." He put the trunk paper roll on a stone table, pulled out a section of paper, and pressed it against a large piece of obsidian Then use a sharp small dagger to cut off the pressed paper along the stone slab. After lifting the slate, the paper has been spread flat on the stone table. It is snow-white, as if it can emit light by itself.Then the painter took out various painting tools from the canvas bag, "My lord, look at these paintbrushes, they are made from the ear hair of a wolf in Mosken, Helsingen. These cans of paint are also from Helsingen Mosken, the red one is the blood of giant bats there; the black one is the ink of the deep-sea squid there; the blue and yellow ones are all extracted from the ancient meteorites there... All of these cans need to be used together. To reconcile with the tears of the great bird called the moon-carpet." "Hurry up and paint." The prince said impatiently. "Okay, my king, who should I paint first?" "king." Needle-Eye Painter picks up a brush and begins to paint.He painted very casually, using different colors to dot a little here, and draw a line there. The colors on the drawing paper gradually increased, but no shape could be seen, just like exposing the drawing paper to a colorful rain. Raindrops kept dripping onto the paper.The picture is gradually filled with colors, a mess of colors, like a garden trampled by horses.The paintbrush continues to wander in this maze of colors, as if it is not the painter who is moving the brush, but the brush is leading his hand.The prince watched suspiciously from the side. He wanted to ask questions, but the emergence and gathering of colors on the screen had a function that fascinated him.Suddenly, almost instantly, like the shimmering surface of water frozen, all the color blocks are connected, all the colors have a meaning, and the shapes emerge and soon become finely defined. The prince saw now that the painter of the eye of the needle had indeed painted the king, and the king on the picture was the same costume as he had seen at the banquet, with a golden crown on his head and a gorgeous gown, but his expression was very different.There is no majesty and wisdom in the eyes of the king, but an extremely complicated thing, such as waking up from a dream, confusion, shock, sadness... Hidden behind all these is a huge fear that is too late to emerge, just like watching To the moment when the person closest to him suddenly draws his sword and stabs him. "My king, the painting is finished, I have drawn the king into the painting." Needle-eye artist said. "You have drawn him into the painting, very good." The prince looked at the portrait of the king and nodded in satisfaction, his eyes reflected the light of the torch, like a soul burning in a deep well. In the palace more than ten miles away, in the king's bedroom, the king disappeared.On the big bed with four statues of gods on the bed legs, the bedding still had the residual warmth of his body, and there were his indentations on the sheets, but his body disappeared without a trace. The prince picked up the completed painting from the stone table and threw it on the ground, "I will frame this painting and hang it on the wall here, and come and see it often when I have nothing to do. Let's draw the queen next." The needle-eye artist flattened another piece of Snowwave paper with an obsidian slab, and began to draw the queen's portrait.This time the prince did not stand aside to watch, but paced back and forth, and the monotonous sound of footsteps echoed in the empty bunker.This time the painter worked faster, and it took only half the time to finish the previous painting. "My king, the painting is finished, I have drawn the queen into the painting." "You drew her into the picture, very good." In the palace, in the queen's bedroom, the queen disappeared.On the big bed with four angel statues on the legs, the bedding still had the residual warmth of her body, and there were her indentations on the sheets, but her body disappeared without a trace. In the deep courtyard outside the palace, a wolfhound sensed something and barked a few times, but its barking was immediately swallowed up by the boundless darkness, and it itself fell silent in unprecedented fear, shrinking into a corner and trembling uncontrollably and become one with the darkness. "Shouldn't it be time to draw a princess?" the Eye of the Needle artist asked. "No, paint her after the ministers are finished. The ministers are more dangerous than her. Of course, only those ministers who are loyal to the king are drawn. You should remember their appearance, right?" "Of course, my lord, remember them all, even if you draw a close-up of each hair and fine hair of each of them..." "Okay, hurry up and finish the painting before dawn." "No problem, my king. Before dawn, I will draw the ministers who are loyal to the king, as well as the princess, into the painting." Needle-eye artist flattened several sheets of Xuelang paper at a time, and began to paint like crazy.Every time he finished a painting, the people in the painting disappeared from the bed.As the night wore on, the people the Smoothie Prince wanted to kill turned into portraits hanging on the walls of the bunker one by one. Princess Dewdrop was awakened in her sleep by a knock on the door, which was so urgent and loud that no one had ever dared to knock on her door like this.She got up from the bed, and when she came to the door, she saw that Auntie Wide had already opened the door. Aunt Kuan is Luzhu's nanny and has been taking care of her since she grew up. The relationship between the princess and her even exceeds that of her biological mother, the queen.Aunt Kuan saw the captain of the palace guard standing outside the door, his armor still carried the chill of the dark night outside. "You are so rude! How dare you wake up the princess?! She has been suffering from insomnia for the past few days!" The captain of the guard ignored Aunt Kuan's scolding, but hurriedly saluted the princess, "Princess, someone wants to see you!" Then he stepped aside, revealing the person behind him, an old man with white hair and beard like silver flames Surrounding the head and face, his eyes are sharp and deep. He is the person in the first painting that the needle-eye painter showed the prince.His face and cloak were covered with dust, and his boots covered with mud, evident from the long journey.He was carrying a huge canvas bag, but what was strange was that he was holding an umbrella, and what was even more strange was the way he held it: he kept turning the umbrella.If you take a closer look at the structure of the umbrella, you will know why he did this: the umbrella surface and the handle of the umbrella are jet black, and a small ball is fixed at the end of each rib, which is some kind of translucent material. Made of stone, it has a certain weight.It can be seen that several umbrella supports inside the umbrella are broken, and the whole umbrella cannot be supported. Only by rotating the umbrella continuously and shaking the small stone ball at the end of the umbrella bone can the umbrella be opened. "Why do you let outsiders in so casually, you're still such a weird old man?!" Aunt Kuan pointed at the old man and asked scoldingly. "Of course the sentinel didn't let him into the palace, but he said..." The captain of the guard gave the princess a worried look, "He said the king is gone." "What are you talking about?! Are you crazy?" Auntie Kuan yelled, but the princess still didn't make a sound, just clutching the nightgown on her chest with both hands. "But the king is indeed missing, and so is the queen. I sent someone to check, and their bedrooms are all empty." The princess let out a short cry, and held Aunt Kuan with one hand so that she could stand still. The old man said: "Dear princess, please allow me to explain things clearly." "Let the old man come in, you guard the door." The princess said to the captain of the guard. The old man twirled the umbrella and bowed to the princess, as if he respected the princess for calming down so quickly. "What are you doing with that umbrella? Are you a circus clown?" Auntie Wide said. "I have to keep this umbrella up or I'll disappear like a king and queen too." "Then come in with an umbrella," said the princess, and Auntie Wide opened the door wide so that the old man could pass through with the umbrella. After entering the room, the old man put the canvas bag on his shoulders on the carpet, heaved a sigh of exhaustion, but still turned the black umbrella, and the small stone balls on the edge of the umbrella shone in the candlelight, casting a circle on the surrounding walls. Spinning starlight. "I am an ethereal painter from Mosken in Helsingen, and the new needle-eye painter in the palace is my student," said the old man. "I have seen him," said the princess, nodding. "Then has he seen you? Has he seen you?" Ethereal Painter asked nervously. "Yes, of course he saw me." "It's terrible, my princess, that's terrible!" Ethereal Painter sighed, "He is a devil, he has mastered the painting skills of devils, he can draw people into paintings." "What nonsense!" Aunt Kuan said, "Aren't you called a painter if you can't draw people into paintings?" The ethereal painter shook his head, "That's not what he meant. After he drew people into the painting, the people disappeared outside, and the people became dead paintings." "Then send someone to find him and kill him soon?!" The captain of the guard poked his head in from outside the door and said: "I sent all the guards to look for it, but they couldn't find it. I wanted to go to the Minister of Military Aircraft. He could dispatch the guards outside the palace to search, but the old man said that the Minister of Military Aircraft It’s probably gone by now.” The ethereal painter shook his head again, "The imperial guards are useless. Prince Ice Sand and Needle Eye may not be in the palace at all. Needle Eye can kill anyone in the palace if he paints anywhere in the world." "You mean the Smoothie Prince?" Auntie Kuan asked. "Yes, the prince wants to use the needle-eye painter as a weapon to get rid of the king and those who are loyal to him, and seize the throne." The ethereal painter saw that none of the princess, aunt wide, and the captain of the guard at the door seemed surprised by his words. "Let's think about the important matter of life and death first! The eye of the needle may draw the princess at any time, and he may already be drawing it." Aunt Kuan turned pale with fright, she hugged the princess as if she could protect her in this way. The ethereal painter continued: "Only I can get rid of the needle's eye. Now he has painted me, but this umbrella can protect me from disappearing. As long as I paint him, he will disappear." "Then you can draw here!" Aunt Kuan said, "Let me hold the umbrella for you!" The ethereal painter shook his head again, "No, my paintings can only be magical if they are drawn on Xuelang paper. The paper I brought has not been flattened, so I can't paint on it." Auntie Kuan immediately opened the artist's canvas bag, and took out a section of the trunk of the Xuelang tree.Aunt Kuan and the princess took out a piece of paper from the trunk paper roll, and the paper surface was white, and the room became much brighter in an instant.They tried to flatten the paper on the floor, but no matter how hard they tried, as soon as they let go, the piece of paper snapped back into place and rolled back. The artist said: "No way, only the obsidian slabs from Mosken in Helsingen can flatten the snowwave paper. That kind of obsidian slabs are very rare. I only have one, and the eye of a needle stole it!" "Is this paper really not smooth with other things?" "It's so uneven that it can only be flattened with an obsidian slab from the Mosken of Helsingen. I hoped to get it back from the eye of the needle." "The obsidian from Helsingen Mosken?" Aunt Kuan patted her head, "I have an iron that I only use when ironing the best evening dresses for princesses, and it is produced in Helsingen Mosken, which is obsidian !" "Maybe it will work." The ethereal artist nodded. Aunt Kuan turned and ran out, and soon came in with a black and silver iron.She and the princess pulled out a section of Xuelang paper from the paper roll again, pressed a corner of the paper with an iron on the floor, and released it after a few seconds, and the corner of the paper was flattened. "You come to hold an umbrella for me, and I'll press it!" Ethereal Painter said to Aunt Kuan.When he handed her the umbrella, he told her, "This umbrella has to be turned open all the time, once I close it, I'll be gone!" Seeing that Auntie Kuan continued to turn the umbrella open and held it above his head, he felt relieved. I squatted down and pressed the paper with an iron, and I could only press small pieces next to each other. "Can't you make a support for this umbrella?" the princess asked, looking at the spinning umbrella. "My princess, there used to be an umbrella." The ethereal painter said while pressing the paper with an iron. "The origin of this black umbrella is very unusual. In the past, other painters in Mosken, Helsingen also had this kind of umbrella." Painting skills, in addition to people, they can also draw animals and plants into the paintings. But one day, a deep dragon flew over. The great painters painted it, but it was still swimming and flying outside the painting. Later, the painters raised money to hire a magic warrior, and the warrior killed the deep dragon with a sword of fire, and the fight left Helsingen silent. The sea in Sken is boiling. Most of the corpses of the deep dragon were charred, so I collected a small amount of debris from the ashes and made this umbrella. The umbrella surface is made of the wings of the deep dragon. The ribs, handle and support of the umbrella are all made of its black bones. The gemstones on the edge of the umbrella are actually stones taken from the burnt kidney of Yuanlong. This umbrella can protect the person holding it from It was drawn into the painting. Later, the umbrella bone was broken. I used a few bamboo sticks to make an umbrella support, but found that the magic power of the umbrella disappeared. After removing the new umbrella support, the magic power recovered. It doesn't work to open the umbrella inside, you can't add any foreign matter into the umbrella, but now I don't have Yuanlong's bones, so I can only open the umbrella like this..." At this time, the clock in the corner of the room rang, and the ethereal painter looked up, it was already early morning, and the sky was about to dawn.He looked at the Xuelang paper again, the flattened section protruded from the paper roll, lay flat on the floor and would not be rolled back, but it was only one palm wide, far from enough to draw a picture.He dropped the iron and let out a long sigh. "It's too late, I still need a lot of time to draw the picture, it's too late, the eye of the needle will finish drawing the princess at any moment, you—" ethereal painter pointed to Aunt Kuan and the captain of the guard, "Has the eye of the needle seen you?" "He must have never seen me," Aunt Kuan said. "I saw him from a distance when he entered the palace, but I don't think he saw me," said the captain of the guard. "Very good," the ethereal painter stood up, "you two escort the princess to the Taotie Sea, and to the Tomb Island to find Prince Deep Water!" "But... even if we get to the Taotie Sea, we won't be able to go to Tomb Island. You know there are..." "Let's think of a way when we get there. This is the only way to survive. At dawn, all the ministers who are loyal to the king will be painted in the painting, and the imperial guards will be controlled by Frost. He will usurp the throne, and only Prince Deep Water can stop him. " "Won't Prince Deep Water be drawn into the painting by the eye of a needle when he returns to the palace?" the leader asked. "Don't worry, it won't be. Needle Eye can't draw Prince Deep Water. Shen Shui is the only person in the kingdom that Needle Eye can't draw. Fortunately, I only taught Needle Eye the western painting school, and I didn't teach him the oriental painting school." The princess and the other two didn't quite understand what the ethereal painter said, but the old painter didn't explain further, but just continued: "You must let the deep water return to the palace, kill the needle's eye, find the portrait of the princess, and burn that painting, The princess is safe." "If we can also find the portraits of the King Father and the Queen Mother..." the princess grabbed the ethereal painter and said eagerly. The old painter slowly shook his head, "My princess, it's too late, they are gone, they are the two portraits now, if you find them, don't destroy them, keep them as a memorial." Princess Dewdrop was overwhelmed by great grief, she fell to the ground and covered her face and cried bitterly. "My princess, this is not the time to be sad. If you want to avenge the king and queen, you must go on the road!" The old painter said, turning to Aunt Kuan and the captain of the guard, "You should pay attention, before finding and destroying the portrait of the princess Before, the umbrella had to be held by her all the time, she couldn’t leave it for a moment, and she couldn’t close it.” He took the umbrella from Aunt Kuan’s hand and continued to turn it, “The umbrella can’t turn too slowly, otherwise it will close, and it won’t be closed.” It can’t be too fast, because this umbrella has been around for a long time, and it will fall apart if it is turned too fast. The black umbrella has aura, and if it is turned slowly, it will make a sound like a bird. Listen, it’s like this—” the old painter Turn the umbrella slowly, and the umbrella surface will slowly sag under the weight of the stone balls on the edge. At this time, you can hear it making a cry like a nightingale, and the slower the umbrella turns, the louder the sound.The old painter accelerated the speed of turning the umbrella again, and the sound of birdsong became smaller and disappeared. "If it spins too fast, it will make a bell, like this—" The old painter continued to speed up the speed of the umbrella, and he could hear a burst of bells from small to loud, like wind chimes, but more urgently, "Okay, now Put the umbrella on for the princess." He said, and handed the umbrella to Auntie Kuan. “老人家，我们俩一起打伞走吧。”露珠公主抬起泪眼说。 “不行，黑伞只能保护一个人，如果两个被针眼画出的人一起打伞，那他们都会死，而且死得更惨：每个人的一半被画入画中，一半留在外面……快给公主打伞，拖延一刻危险就大一分，针眼随时可能把她画出来！” 宽姨看看公主，又看看空灵画师，犹豫着。 老画师说：“是我把这画技传授给那个孽种，我该当此罪。你还等什么？想看着公主在你面前消失？！” 最后一句话令宽姨颤抖了一下，她立刻把伞移到公主上方。 老画师抚着白须从容地笑起来，“这就对了，老夫绘画一生，变成一幅画也算死得其所。我相信那个孽种的技艺，那会是一幅精致好画的……” 空灵大画师的身体渐渐变得透明，然后像雾气一般消失了。 露珠公主看着老画师消失的那片空间，喃喃地说：“好吧，我们走，去饕餮海。” 宽姨对门口的卫队长说：“你快过来给公主打伞，我去收拾一下。” 卫队长接过伞后说：“要快些，现在外面都是冰沙王子的人了，天亮后我们可能出不了王宫。” “可我总得给公主带些东西，她从来没有出过远门，我要带她的斗篷和靴子，她的好多衣服，她喝的水，至少……至少要带上那块赫尔辛根默斯肯出产的好香皂，公主只有用那香皂洗澡才能睡着觉……”宽姨唠唠叨叨地走出房间。 半个小时后，在初露的曙光中，一辆轻便马车从一个侧门驶出王宫，卫队长赶着车，车上坐着露珠公主和给她打伞的宽姨，他们都换上了平民装束。马车很快消失在远方的雾霭中。 这时，在那个阴森的地堡中，针眼画师刚刚完成露珠公主的画像，他对冰沙王子说，这是他画过的最美的一幅画。 云天明的第二个故事： 饕餮海 出了王宫后，卫队长驾车一路狂奔。三个人都很紧张，他们感觉在未尽的夜色里，影影绰绰掠过的树木和田野中充满危险。天亮了一些后，车驶上了一个小山冈，卫队长勒住马，他们向来路眺望。王国的大地在他们下面铺展开未，他们来的路像一条把世界分成两部分的长线，线的尽头是王宫，已远在天边，像被遗失在远方的一小堆积木玩具。没有看到追兵，显然冰沙王子认为公主已经不存在了，被画到了画中。 以后他们可以从容地赶路了。在天亮的过程中，周围的世界就像是一幅正在绘制中的画，开始只有朦胧的轮廓和模糊的色彩，后来，景物的形状和线条渐渐清晰精细，色彩也丰富明快起来。在太阳升起前的一刹那，这幅画已经完成。常年深居王宫的公主从来没有见过这祥大块大块的鲜艳色彩：森林草地和田野的大片绿色、花丛的大片鲜红和嫩黄、湖泊倒映着的清晨天空的银色、早出的羊群的雪白……太阳升起时，仿佛绘制这幅画的画师抓起一把金粉豪爽地撒向整个画面。 “外面真好，我们好像已经在画中呢。”公主赞叹道。 “是啊，公主，可在这幅画里你活着，在那幅画中你就死了。”打伞的宽姨说。 这话又让公主想起了已经离去的父王和母后，但她抑制住了眼泪，她知道自己现在再也不是一个小女孩，她应该担当起国王的重任了。 他们谈起了深水王子。 “他为什么被流放到墓岛上？”公主问。 “人们都说他是怪物。”卫队长说。 “深水王子不是怪物！”宽姨反驳道。 “人们说他是巨人。” “深水不是巨人！他小的时候我还抱过他，他不是巨人。” “等我们到海边你就会看到的，他肯定是巨人，好多人都看到了。” “就算深水是巨人，他也是王子，为什么要流放到岛上？”公主问。 “他没有被流放，他小时候坐船去墓岛上钓鱼，正好那时饕餮鱼在海上出现，他就回不来了，只好在岛上长大。” ... 太阳升起后，路上的行人和马车渐渐多起来。由于公主以前几乎没有出过王宫，所以人们都不认识她，但尽管她现在还戴着面纱，只露出两只眼睛，看到她的人仍惊叹她的美丽。人们也称赞驾车的小伙子的孔武英俊，笑话那个老妈妈为她的美丽女儿打着的那把奇怪的伞和她那奇怪的打伞方式。好在没有人质疑伞的用途，今天阳光灿烂，人们都以为这是遮阳伞。 不知不觉到了中午，卫队长用弓箭射了两只兔子做午餐。三人坐在路边树丛间的空地上吃饭。露珠公主摸着身旁柔软的草地，嗅着青草和鲜花的清香，看着阳光透过树叶投在草地上的光斑，听着林中的鸟鸣和远处牧童的笛声，对这个新世界充满了好奇和惊喜。 宽姨却长叹一声，“唉，公主啊，离开王宫这么远，真让你受罪了。” “我觉得外面比王宫好。”公主说。 “我的公主哇，外面哪有王宫里好？你真是不知道，外面有很多难处呢，现在是春天，冬天外面会冷，夏天会热，外面会刮风下雨，外面什么样的人都有，外面……” “可我以前对外面什么都不知道。我在王宫里学音乐，学绘画，学诗歌和算术，还学着两种谁都不说的语言，可没人告诉我外面是什么样子，我这样怎么能统治王国呢？” “公主，大臣们会帮你的。” “能帮我的大臣都被画到画里了……我还是觉得外面好。” 从王宫到海边有一个白天的路程，但公主一行不敢走大道，遇到城镇就绕开，所以直到半夜才到达。 露珠公主从来没有见过这样广阔的星空，也第一次领略了夜的黑暗和寂静，车上的火把只能照亮周围一小块地方。再往远处，世界就是一大块模糊的黑天鹅绒。马蹄声很响，像要把星星震下来。公主突然拉住卫队长，让他把马车停下。 “听，这是什么声音？像巨人的呼吸。” “公主，这是海的声音。” 又前行了一段，公主看到两旁有许多在夜色中隐约可见的物体，像一根根大香蕉。 “那些是什么？”她问。 卫队长又停下车，取下车上的火把走到最近的一个旁边，“公主，你应该认识这个的。” "Boat?" “是的，公主，是船。” “可船为什么在陆地上？” “因为海里有饕餮鱼。” 在火把的光芒中可以看到，这艘船已经很旧了，船身被沙子埋住一半，露在外面的部分像巨兽的白骨。 “啊，看那里！”公主又指着前方惊叫，“好像有一条白色的大蛇！” “不要怕公主，那不是蛇，是海浪，我们到海边了。” 公主和为她打伞的宽姨一起下车，她看到了大海。她以前只在画中见过海，那画的是蓝天下的蓝色海洋，与这夜空下的黑色海洋完全不同，这泛着星光的博大与神秘，仿佛是另一个液态的星空。公主不由自主地向海走去，却被卫队长和宽姨拦住了。 “公主，离海太近危险。”卫队长说。 “我看前面水不深，能淹死我吗？”公主指指沙滩上的白浪说。 “海里有饕餮鱼，它们会把你撕碎吃掉的！”宽姨说。 卫队长拾起一块破船板，走上前去把船板扔到海中。船板在海面晃荡了几下，很快附近一个黑影浮出水面向它扑去，由于大部分在水下，看不出那东西的大小，它身上的鳞片在火把的光中闪亮。紧接着又有三四个黑影飞快地游向船板，在水中争抢成一团，伴随着哗哗的水声，可以听到利齿发出的咔嚓咔嚓声，仅一转眼的工夫，黑影和船板都不见了。 “看到了吗？它们能在很短的时间里把一艘大船咬成碎片。”卫队长说。 “墓岛呢？”宽姨问。 “在那个方向，”卫队长指指黑暗的水天相连处，“夜里看不见，天一亮就能看见。” 他们在沙滩上露营。宽姨把伞交给卫队长打，从马车上拿下一个小木盆。 “公主呀，今天是不能洗澡了，可你至少该洗洗脸的。” 卫队长把伞交还给宽姨，说他去找水，就拿着盆消失在夜色中。 “他是个好小伙子。”宽姨打着哈欠说。 卫队长很快回来，不知从什么地方打来了一盆清水。宽姨为公主洗脸，她拿一块香皂在水中只蘸了一下，一声轻微的吱啦声后，盆面立刻堆满了雪白的泡沫，鼓出圆圆的一团，还不断地从盆沿溢出来。 卫队长盯着泡沫看了一会儿，对宽姨说：“让我看看那块香皂。” 宽姨从包裹中小心翼冀地拿出一块雪白的香皂，递给卫队长，“拿好了，它比羽毛还轻，一点儿分量都没有，一松手就飘走了。” 卫队长接过香皂，真的感觉不到一点儿分量，像拿着一团白色的影子。“这还真是赫尔辛根默斯肯香皂，现在还有这东西？” “我只有两块了，整个王宫，我想整个王国，也只剩这最后两块了，是我早些年特意给公主留的。唉，赫尔辛根默斯肯的东西都是好东西，可惜现在越来越少了。”宽姨说着，把香皂拿回来小心地放回包裹中。 看着那团白泡沫，公主在出行后第一次回忆起王宫中的生活。每天晚上，在她那精美华丽的浴宫中，大浴池上就浮着一大团这样的泡沫，灯光从不同方向照来，大团泡沫忽而雪白，像从白天的天空中抓来的一朵云；忽而变幻出霓彩，像宝石堆成的。泡到那团泡沫中，公主会感到身体变得面条般柔软，感到自己在融化，成了泡沫的一部分，那舒服的感觉让她再也不想动弹，只能由女仆把她抱出去擦干，再抱她去床上睡觉。那种美妙的感觉可以一直持续到第二天早晨。 现在，公主用赫尔辛根默斯肯香皂洗过的脸很轻松很柔软，身上却僵硬而疲劳。随便吃了些东西后，她便在沙滩上躺下，开始时铺了一张毯子，后来发现直接躺到沙上更舒服。柔软的沙层带着白天阳光的温度，她感觉像被一只温暖的大手捧在手心，涛声像催眠曲，她很快睡着了。 不知过了多长时间，露珠公主被一阵铃声从无梦的酣睡中惊醒，那声音是从她上方旋转的黑伞中发出的。宽姨睡在她旁边，打伞的是卫队长，火把已经熄灭，夜色像天鹅绒般笼罩着一切，卫队长是星空背景前的一个剪影，只有他的盔甲映出星光，还可以看到海风吹起他的头发。伞在他的手中稳稳地旋转着，像一个小小的穹顶遮住了一半夜空。她看不见他的眼睛，但能感觉到他的目光，他与无数眨眼的星星一起看着自己。 “对不起公主，我刚才转得太快了。”卫队长低声说。 “现在是什么时间了？” “后半夜了。” “我们离海好像远了。” “公主，这是退潮，海水后退了，明天早上还会涨起来的。” “你们轮流为我打伞吗？” “是的，公主，宽姨打了一白天，我夜里多打一会儿。” “你也驾了一天车，让我自己打一会儿伞，你也睡吧。” 说出这话后，露珠公主自己也有些吃惊，在她的记忆里，这是自己第一次为别人着想。 “那不行，公主，你的手那么细嫩，会磨起泡的，还是让给我为你打伞吧。” "What's your name?" 同行已经一天，她现在才问他的名字。放在以前她会觉得很正常，甚至永远不问都很正常，但现在她为此有些内疚。 “我叫长帆。” “帆？”公主转头看看，他们现在是在沙滩上的一艘大船旁边，这里可以避海风。与其他那些搁浅在海滩上的船不同，这艘船的桅杆还在，像一把指向星空的长剑。“帆是不是挂在这根长杆上的大布？” “是的，公主，那叫桅杆，帆挂在上面，风吹帆推动船。” “帆在海面上雪白雪白的，很好看。” “那是在画中吧，真正的帆没有那么白的。” “你好像是赫尔辛根默斯肯人？” “是的，我父亲是赫尔辛根默斯肯的建筑师，在我很小的时候，他带着全家来到了这里。” “你想回家吗，我是说赫尔辛根默斯肯？” “不太想，我小时候就离开那里，记得不太清了，再说想也没用，现在永远也不可能离开无故事王国了。” 远处，海浪哗哗地喧响，仿佛在一遍遍地重复着长帆的话：永远不可能离开，永远不可能离开…… “给我讲讲外面世界的故事吧，我什么都不知道。”公主说。 “你不需要知道，你是无故事王国的公主，王国对你来说当然是无故事的。其实，公主，外面的人们也不给孩子们讲故事，但我的父母不一样，他们是赫尔辛根默斯肯人，他们还是给我讲了一些故事的。” “其实父王说过，无故事王国从前也是有故事的。” “是的……公主，你知道王国的周围都是海吧，王宫在王国的中心，朝任何一个方向走，最后都会走到海边，无故事王国就是一个大岛。” "I know that." “以前，王国周围的海不叫饕餮海，那时海中没有饕餮鱼，船可以自由地在海上航行，无故事王国和赫尔辛根默斯肯之间每天都有无数的船只来往。那时无故事王国其实是叫故事王国，那时的生活与现在很不一样。” "Ok?" “那时生活中充满了故事，充满了变化和惊奇。那时，王国中有好几座繁华的城市，王宫的周围不是森林和田野，而是繁华的首都。城市中到处可见来自赫尔辛根默斯肯的奇珍异宝和奇异器具。无故事王国，哦不，故事王国的物产也源源不断地从海上运往赫尔辛根默斯肯。那时，人们的生活变幻莫测，像骑着快马在山间飞奔，时而冲上峰顶，时而跌入深谷，充满了机遇和危险。穷人可能一夜暴富，富豪也可能转眼赤贫，早晨醒来，谁也不知道今天要发生什么事，要遇到什么样的人。到处是刺激和惊喜。 “但有一天，一艘来自赫尔辛根默斯肯的商船带来一种珍奇的小鱼，这种鱼只有手指长，黑色的，貌不惊人，装在坚硬的铸铁水捅中。卖鱼的商人在王国的集市上表演，他将一把剑伸进铁捅中的水里，只听到一阵刺耳的'咔嚓咔嚓'声，剑再抽出来时已被咬成了锯齿状。这种鱼叫饕餮鱼，是一种内陆的淡水鱼，生长在赫尔辛根默斯肯岩洞深处黑暗的水潭中。饕餮鱼在王国的市场上销路很好，因为它们的牙齿虽小，但像金钢石一样坚硬，可做钻头；它们的鳍也很锋利，能做箭头或小刀。于是，越来越多的饕餮鱼从赫尔辛根默斯肯运到了王国。在一次台风中，一艘运鱼船在王国沿海失事沉没，船上运载的二十多桶饕餮鱼全部倾倒进了海中。 “人们发现，饕餮鱼在海中能够飞快地生长，长得比在陆地上要大得多，能达到一人多长，同时繁殖极快，数量飞速增加。饕餮鱼开始捕食所有漂浮在海面上的东西，没来得及拖上岸的船，不管多大，都被啃成碎片，当一艘大船被饕餮鱼群围住时，它的船底很快被啃出大洞，但连沉没都来不及，就在海面上被咬成碎片，像融化掉一般。鱼群在故事王国的沿海环游，很快在王国周国的海中形成一道环形的屏障。 “故事三国就这样被周围海域中的饕餮鱼包围，沿海已成为死亡之地，不再有任何船只和风帆，王国被封闭起来，与赫尔辛根默斯肯和整个外部世界断绝了一切联系，过起了自给自足的田园生活。繁华的城市消失了，变成小镇和牧场，生活日浙宁静平淡，不再有变化，不再有刺激和惊喜，昨天像今天，今天像明天。人们渐渐适应了这样的日子，不再向往其他的生活。对过去的记，就像来自赫尔辛根默斯肯的奇异物品那样日渐稀少，人们甚至有意地忘记过去，也忘记现在。总的来说就是再不要故事了，建立了一个无故事的生活，故事王国也就变成了无故事王国。” 露珠公主听得入了迷，长帆停了好久，她才问：“现在海洋上到处都有饕餮鱼吗？” “不，只是无故事王国的沿海有，眼神好的人有时能看到海鸟浮在离岸很远的海面上捕食，那里没有饕餮鱼。海洋很大，无边无际。” “就是说，世界除了无故事王国和赫尔辛根默斯肯，还有别的地方？” “公主，你认为世界只有这两个地方吗？” “小时候我的宫廷老师就是这么说的。” “这话连他自己都不信。世界很大，海洋无边无际，有无数的岛屿，有的比王国小，有的比王国大；还有大陆。” “什么是大陆？” “像海洋一样广阔的陆地，骑着快马走几个月都走不到边。” “世界那么大？”公主轻轻感叹，又突然问道，“你能看到我吗？” “公主，我现在只能看到你的眼睛，那里面有星星。” “那你就能看到我的向往，真想乘着帆船在海上航行，到很远很远的地方去。” “不可能了，公主，我们永远不可能离开无故事王国，永远不能……你要是怕黑，我可以点上火把。” "OK." 火把点燃后，露珠公主看着卫队长，却发现他的目光投向了别的地方。 “你在看什么？”公主轻声问。 “那里，公主，你看那个。”长帆指的是公主身边一小丛长在沙里的小草，草叶上有几颗小水珠，在大光中晶莹地闪亮。 “那叫露珠。”长帆说。 “哦，那是我吗？像我吗？” “像你，公主，都像水晶一样美丽。” “天亮后它们在太阳光下会更美的。” 卫队长发出一声叹息，很深沉，根本没有声音，但公主感觉到了。 “怎么了，长帆？” “露珠在阳光下会很快蒸发消失。” 公主轻轻点点头，火光中她的目光黯然了，“那更像我了，这把伞一合上，我就会消失，我就是阳光下的雾珠。” “我不会让你消失的，公主。” “你知道，我也知道，我们到不了墓岛，也不可能把深水王子带回来。” “要是那样，公主，我就永远为你打伞。” 云天明的第三个故事： 深水王子 露珠公主再次醒来时，天已经亮了，大海由黑色变成了蓝色，但公主仍然感觉与画中见过的完全不同。曾被夜色掩盖的广阔现在一览无遗，在清晨的天光下，海面上一片空旷。但在公主的想象中，这空旷并不是饕餮鱼所致，海是为了她空着，就像王宫中公主的宫殿空着等她入住一样。夜里对长帆说过的那种愿望现在更加强烈，她想象着广阔的海面上出现一叶属于她的白帆，顺风漂去，消失在远方。 现在为她打伞的是宽姨，卫队长在前面的海滩上向她们打招呼，让她们过去。等她们走去后，他朝海的方向一指说：“看，那就是墓岛。” 公主首先看到的不是墓岛，而是站在小岛上的那个巨人，那显然就是深水王子。他顶天立地站在岛上，像海上的一座孤峰。他的皮肤是日晒的棕色，强健的肌肉像孤峰上的岩石，他的头发在海风飘荡，像峰顶的树丛。他长得很像冰沙，但比冰沙强壮，也没有后者的阴郁，他的目