13 Mingke Street

Chapter 93 Art!

"Praise Rierusa!""Praise the God of Walls!"The two prospective father-in-law and son-in-law sat facing each other.

"Ah." Mr. Bede sighed and his posture seemed more natural than before.Karen did the same, leaning back.Eunice came over with a tray, carrying two hot towels. She used tongs to hand one to her father and the other to Karen.Both men used their fingers to unfold the hot towels and gently shook them before placing them on the back of their hands.Then, Mr. Bede used the towel to wipe his hair while Karen placed it on his face."Eunice, your grandfather and second uncle will be back soon, please prepare towels for them as well.""Okay, father."After Eunice left, Mr. Bede hung the used towel on the easel, stood up and said:"Master Karen, I think we can go to the study to talk."

"Okay." Karen also threw the towel onto the easel, but it didn't hang on and slipped, wiping a spot in the middle. It happened to separate the people under the eaves and the theater in the distance in the painting. From the perspective of the painting, it seemed like two "worlds" under one frame. Bede stood behind Karen and exclaimed, "This is the inspiration of art." Karen laughed, "It's just an accident." Bede shook his head and said, "Many artists' inspiration actually comes from accidents, but they are too embarrassed to say it, or even if they do, no one will believe them." Karen nodded, "I believe in artists' words." The two went up to the third floor and entered the study. "Should I sit there or you?" Karen pointed to the position behind the desk. "Of course, it's for you, young master." Mr. Bede slightly bowed and took the seat in front of the desk.

Karen did not refuse and sat down behind the desk."So, is this the reason why you can't awaken your bloodline, Mr. Bede?"Bede nodded, "It should be."Faith is exclusive;It is impossible to say that I believe in him and her at the same time, that is called interests, not faith.When Mr. Bede chose to believe in the Wall God religion, he naturally could not awaken his family bloodline, nor could he follow the family belief system.After all, even though the size and influence of the Wall God religion have always been small, and in the previous era, the Wall God Riel Sa was defined as an evil god by the God of Order and suppressed, no one can erase the fact that the Wall God religion is a "church.""You surprised me," Karen said, "you hid it well."Even Pu'er did not find out.Of course, if Pu'er had found out, it probably wouldn't be angry because a descendant of the family had turned to a cult, but would be pleasantly surprised by the appearance of a strange melon among a group of winter melons.

After all, unlike the current situation where the remnants of the Bright God Sect are being jointly suppressed by major churches, the only ones who are sensitive to the Wall God Sect are the Order God Sect; After all, the Wall God Rierelsa was personally suppressed by the God of Order, so the two churches are natural enemies and in opposition. However, even at the peak of the Wall God Sect, they were only a small fish compared to the Order God Sect, so even the Order God Sect does not have much enthusiasm for "eliminating evil" from the remnants of the Wall God Sect. Therefore, Mr. Bede believes in the Wall God Sect, as long as he doesn't go out and proclaim it loudly, he won't have anyone intentionally causing trouble for him. Oh, but there is a family trouble here, because Karen remembers that the Black Coral Powder Workshop under the Allen family name is exclusively for the Order God Sect in York City, so once this matter is exposed, it will affect the business of the Allen family. "When did you start to get in touch with the Wall God Sect?" Karen asked. "When I was very young... I was even very young, I was very interested in painting," Mr. Bede said. Karen nodded, he knew that this was a prelude to an answer, and most people choose this kind of prelude to buy time to think about the lies they will tell next. "Actually, my family's bloodline talent may not be very high. My older brother and second brother awakened successfully when they were very young, but I was much slower than them, but at that time I already had a little feeling."

"But Lord Karen, you should understand, children always like to compete and win, even with their own brothers, especially in families like ours.So, although I can slightly sense my ancestral bloodline, I also understand that my talent is much inferior to my two brothers, so I am not very enthusiastic about pursuing this path.Then, I found records about the Wall God Sect in the family's library, and I feel like this is what I want to pursue.At first, it was really just out of interest.I started to look for those mural painters, and I also went to exchange ideas with those wandering artists, trying to integrate into their circle;Then, I successfully found a follower of the Wall God Sect, and he took me into the 'hall' of the Wall God Sect, where I was exposed to the teachings of the sect and saw the image of the true god, Rierelsa, in a painting.I was shocked by the teachings, and fascinated by Rierelsa;Finally, I willingly believed in the Wall God Sect under his guidance.If I didn't believe in the Wall God Sect, maybe in another two or three years, or four or five years, when I became an adult, I should be able to reach the first level of bloodline.However, perhaps the ancestors also sensed that my faith was not pure enough, so they didn't choose me from the beginning."

"Speaking of which," Mr. Bede raised his head and looked at the portrait of the ancestor Allen hanging on the wall behind the desk. "It's a bit ironic." Karen said as she lightly tapped the desk with a pen. "After all, it used to be you sitting in this position." The chief sitting below the portrait of the ancestor actually believed in foreign teachings. However, Karen quickly added, "But if this scene were to be painted, even if it were to be painted realistically without any changes, it would still be beautiful." Upon hearing this, Bede closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and showed a very content expression. True artists are lonely, and for them, the happiest thing is to meet someone with the same aesthetic as themselves, to create a resonance, which can prove that they are not alone on the dark path. "Master Karen, I have wanted to draw this painting many times before. You are right, it is truly beautiful. To outsiders, this painting may seem like a simple portrayal of the chief at work."

"When someone who knows the inside story appreciates it, they can feel the silent irony and beauty in it.But out of respect for our ancestors, I controlled my desire to write.""So I'm curious about one thing." Karen looked at Mr. Bede, "Please don't blame me for being too direct.""What would you like to ask?""Can you fight?""I'm sorry to tell you that I am good at painting, not fighting.""Anything else?" Karen asked, "I want to be more specific.""If you hadn't come, our family would still be facing pressure from the Raphael family, and it has nothing to do with me hiding my beliefs.You should know that if I reveal my beliefs, the situation for our family would only get worse.That's why my father and I have the same view on this, that your arrival has brought hope to the Allen family."

And, after seeing the holy water in the theater, we can even hope for more." Karen's face showed a smile. "Don't you believe me?" Mr. Bede asked. Karen lied, "No, I believe what you said." Mr. Bede nodded and said, "Yes, who would watch their own family fall into danger and only care about hiding themselves? After all, I also have the last name of Allen." "Of course, you are still the clan leader." However, in Karen's mind, she could only think of the letter Linda gave her and the disheveled Piajie. For the sake of her religious beliefs, Linda could abandon her husband twice. So,

"Don't talk about morality with these group of religious artists and lunatics!"Master Karen, how did you know about the Wall God Sect? I mean, very few people know about it now, or did you know about me?""It couldn't possibly be because of the painting I haven't had a chance to take away, right?"Karen pointed to his forehead. "Because I have completed the purification."Upon hearing this explanation, Bede's face showed a surprised expression and asked, "Did you really see it because of my painting?"Because he knew that Karen had just completed the purification, the only clue Karen could have gotten was the painting."Yes.""It's... amazing." Bede took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "The shock you brought me is unparalleled. You truly are the grandson of Lord Dis.""Also, I know about the Wall God Sect because I have a good friend in Luo Jia City. His wife is also a follower of the Wall God Sect, her name is Linda.""Linda?"

"Do you know her?""Yes, I know her. When I visited your grandfather in Luo Jia City, I actually met two women. One is my current wife, Jenny, and the other...oh no, at that time Linda couldn't be called a woman yet, she was just a little girl, holding her mother's hand.""So, are you Linda's mentor?" Karen asked."No, I'm not. I met Linda at a secret gathering of the Wall God Cult in Luo Jia City. Her parents brought her along. Their whole family are followers of the Wall God Cult.At that time, one of her paintings left a deep impression on me, so I took the initiative to communicate with her. She is a lovely girl and I could tell that she has a natural dedication and appreciation for art and murals.""After that, did you keep in touch?""We met once a few years ago, but not in Rui Lan, but in Wei En. After I became the clan leader, I stopped attending gatherings of the Wall God Cult because I was afraid of exposing my identity and dragging down my family.But I still go to her art exhibitions. At one exhibition, I saw Linda again.At that time, I didn't recognize her at all. After all, a little girl can change a lot when she grows up, but men...Mr. Bede touched his cheek."

"Men do not undergo significant changes in appearance over a period of time." Karen nodded, indicating for him to continue."Linda recognized me and we had coffee together. She told me she was studying at Wayne Art College. We just caught up briefly, deliberately avoiding talking about the church.I couldn't because of my identity, and she had a boyfriend studying psychology. They were in a good relationship and she had just accepted his proposal, planning to take a break from school and return to Ruland together.After wishing each other well for our future lives, we each took the last sip of coffee in our cups.""Do you want to know how she's doing now?""To be honest, I don't really want to know." Mr. Bede shook his head. "Our relationship has been distant for a long time. But she should be happy. Her boyfriend, oh no, her husband must love her very much, right?""Yes, her husband loves her very much.""Well, that's good." Mr. Bede nodded. "She deserves happiness."At that moment, there was a knock on the study door.

"It should be me you're looking for," Bede pointed to himself and said, "Father must want to store the pool of holy water as soon as possible. Thank you again for your gift.""This is what I should do."Bede didn't ask about the benefits and distribution of this pool of holy water. It wasn't because the Allen family was greedy, but because the current head of the Allen family was actually Karen. Strictly speaking, Karen had the right to control all the property of the Allen family. So asking about the specific distribution would be awkward.Karen pressed the bell on the desk and the study door opened. Borg stood at the door."Mr. Bede, the master is calling for you.""Okay, I know. Go tell the master I'll be there soon.""Yes."Bede stood up and bowed slightly to Karen."I am truly grateful for your arrival, bringing hope to our Allen family. After all, although artists generally live in poverty, they generally don't like it."

Your arrival has finally allowed me to put down my burden and immerse myself in the realm of art. Of course, if you need me, I will be at your service at any time, my respected Lord Karen." Bede turned and left the study. Throughout, he never asked Karen to keep his secret, because he knew that, just like the distribution of the holy water in the pool, it didn't need to be mentioned. Karen sat in the chair, continuing to turn the pen in his hand. He didn't believe Mr. Bede's words, because Piajie had also naively believed that Linda would never leave him. In addition, the rule of the Inmores family is: Doubt never stays overnight! But here, it is the Allen family.

Karen closed her eyes and began to think and remember:-"I told him the method of perfecting the super-standard god descending ritual of the Order of the Gods that Hoffen helped me with, and also helped him with the preparations. He is going to fulfill his long-cherished wish, summoning a true evil god, but he is destined to fail.Because his strength and realm are not enough, he is destined to turn into ashes during the summoning ritual, and most importantly, he does not have enough to sacrifice.""Why did he...""Because of his dream, he also knows that he cannot truly summon the ancestor, but he should be able to see the ancestor before he perishes with the altar and say a few words...."By the way, Grandpa, I know who the demon you said was going to help us clean up.""Oh."

"Dang..." With a sound, the pen that was spinning in his hand fell onto the desk.Karen slowly opened her eyes and muttered to himself:"So, the reason for letting my wife and daughter go to Luo Jia City instead of me, is it really just to go see the art exhibition?"..."Bed, arrange these things and make sure to handle them carefully. You know the value of this holy water!""Yes, father, I understand. I will instruct someone to do it immediately.""Mm.""But it's raining today, so I think it would be better to start storing the water tomorrow. If rainwater gets mixed in, it could lower the quality of the holy water.""Mm, yes, you're right. Let's do it tomorrow then. Mike, you take people to protect the theater."

"Yes, father."After discussing matters with his father and brothers, Bede headed straight towards the castle's basement.Watching his figure disappear into the distance,Old Anderson sighed helplessly, "He's going to his studio again."Mike comforted, "It's his hobby.""Fortunately, Master Karen is here now." Old Anderson lightly patted his forehead, "I'm not as angry anymore, forget it, let him be."...Bede entered the basement, there were three rooms underneath the castle.One was a storage room, another was a former defense facility, and the last one was Bede's studio."c***k!"

Turn on the lights,Mr. Bede walked in, there were many paintings covered with white cloth inside.He kept walking, ignoring all the other works, and went straight to the wall at the back of the studio, where there was also a large piece of white cloth hanging.Mr. Bede closed his eyes, waved his fingers lightly, and then walked with a smile to the small wine cabinet in the adjacent studio, poured himself a glass of red wine, took a big sip, and put down the glass;He then picked up a nearby violin, tuned it, and let the feeling brew with the red wine that just went down.The next moment,The melodious sound of the violin echoed in the basement;Mr. Bede walked back and forth while playing the violin, this was his own performance, he was both the performer and the audience;The music gradually changed from a gentle melody to a cheerful one,And then from cheerful to intense,

Finally,It turned from high-pitched to an impassioned melody that can ignite the fire within people's hearts!"Click!"As the last note fell,Mr. Bede bowed to the wall in front of him and took a bow,As he stood up,He reached out and pulled down the white cloth hanging on the wall.The white cloth fell,Revealing a huge painting on the wall;In the painting, a man stood on the rooftop of a building, holding a box in his hands, looking up at the woman in the sky with a smile on his face.

And women, with tears streaming down her face, reached her hand towards the sky;The sky was filled with dark clouds, but deep within the clouds, there was the figure of a giant woman.In the lower corner of the painting, there was an altar.Mr. Bede picked up the half-full glass of red wine and sipped it while admiring the mural;This was Linda's work;Mr. Bede suddenly laughed:"How could the artist appear in their own painting?"