NPC Nine-Tailed Fox

Chapter 111
After dinner, not long after, the cook of Linyue Pavilion came to collect the tableware tremblingly.

Although Lin Xiaolin waved to her with a friendly smile on her face the whole time, in the cook's heart, she only felt that Miss Nine would change her face when she said it, and that the weather was uncertain, and she felt even more anxious and uneasy.

Seeing how the cook nearly tripped over her own feet when she went out, Lin Xiaolin touched her face and wondered, could she really be that scary? No, people around her said that she looked like a neighbor, It's easy to get closer.

Fortunately, the sparrow came soon, and now Lin Xiaolin had no time to care about anything else.

Lingque brought more than 20 kinds of different paper scrolls. After Lin Xiaolin asked her to put the scrolls on the table, she ordered Lingque to go to her own room on the grounds that "no one else can watch while painting".

Lingque nodded, only said that she was next door, if Miss Jiu had something to call, she could call her, and then left.

Lin Xiaolin also felt a little more at ease seeing that the cleanliness was not the strength of sticking cowhide plasters.

She was really afraid that the sparrow was doing surveillance in the name of serving.Seeing that Ling Que had decided to buy a blank picture scroll just now, and now she is obedient to her words. I think Parrot Monster is quite at ease with her, and really wants to find an obedient maid for her during her stay in Shenxue City.

After closing the window and closing the door, Lin Xiaolin didn't paint right away, she first sent a message to Gujing Samsara, briefly telling him that she had escaped from the cell.

But Gujing Samsara didn't reply immediately, Lin Xiaolin guessed that he might not have woken up yet, so he ignored it.

After unfolding the various scrolls on the round table, Lin Xiaolin took out Xu Qingqing's painting from the space earrings, and compared it with the blank scrolls on the table under the light.

Fortunately, although the lamps in this room in the game are imitation ancient oil lamps, the luminosity and brightness can be adjusted, so Lin Xiaolin adjusted the lights to an effect similar to incandescent lamps in reality. This kind of white and bright light Below, the details and colors of various drawing papers can be seen more clearly.

After checking repeatedly, Lin Xiaolin finally selected two drawing papers that were similar to Xu Qingqing's scroll among the drawing papers bought by Lingque, and then took out the waterless ink pen to start copying.

Lin Xiaolin is full of confidence in herself. After all, she is also known as "Facial Touch", and she once successfully captured the trust of the Fairy of Linghu with her painting skills. What's the point of just copying? Afraid.

But there was a voice in her heart that reminded herself unashamedly: the limbs of the characters you painted are not coordinated!
Soon, Lin Xiaolin knew that reality was the backbone.What defeated her was not only the limbs of the characters, but also the Chinese painting style that she was not good at.

Lin Xiaolin usually doodles mainly in the anime style. This Chinese maid painting requires blank space and artistic conception. She copied it. It seems that the outlines are somewhat similar, but it looks awkward no matter how you look at it.

In fact, her brushstrokes are completely poor, and she had to piece together the leaves several times before copying the shape, but the excessive ink has almost soaked the paper.The whole painting has not yet been formed, so it is paid.

Pulling out a new blank scroll and copying it again is another tragedy caused by ink and paper.After destroying five pieces of paper, Lin Xiaolin still couldn't draw a maid painting that was barely acceptable, let alone use her "works" to conceal the truth. As soon as this kind of fake and shoddy product got into Luo Mingyi's hands This will definitely make her suspicious and make her feel that she has bad intentions.

Another blank picture scroll was broken in his hand, Lin Xiaolin felt depressed, and couldn't help throwing the pen on the paper, but unexpectedly, the palm of his hand was stained with wet ink of various colors, colorfully blurred palm.

Seeing that his palms were all dirty, Lin Xiaolin felt even worse, picked up the drawing paper and crumpled it into a ball.

"What are you doing?" A clear male voice suddenly sounded next to him.

Lin Xiaolin looked along the source of the sound, and Jianzhi looked at herself with a smile on his face.

Lin Xiaolin knew at a glance that he really knew that she had left the door for him, so she could enter the room so quietly. She couldn't help laughing: "This is painting, Master Zhi."

It was already late at night, although these words were not loud, they echoed quite loudly, Lin Xiaolin immediately remembered the sparrow next door, and immediately covered her mouth.She still remembered that her palms were dirty, and she covered her mouth with the back of her hands, but this time, her dirty palms were completely exposed in front of Zhi.

Zhi looked at the messy painting scene on the table, then at her dirty hands, and frowned.

He looked at her face again, and found that she had an expression of "Oh my God, how can I speak so loudly?" He couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I've already been around the house." With soundproofing and line-of-sight procedures, you can speak with confidence.”

Lin Xiaolin looked around, only to find that the mahogany doors and windows made of white silk and paper were faintly leaking red characters.

"Why do you think of painting all the time?" When he said this, Zhi moved closer to Lin Xiaolin, "You are so leisurely and relaxed?"

"Oh, I'm not idle, it's because of a mission balabala..."

Lin Xiaolin told Zhi about Boss Song's mission and what happened these days: he became a pet for no reason and then fell into the demon world with that "master", and found the twelve weapons on the ghost face of the "master", the system Yao I finally want to break up the relationship with the main pet. I discovered two mysterious weapons in the demon world, but only stole one, and even dropped the bell and went to jail...

She talked about all these things, and after talking for a long time, Lin Xiaolin finally talked about why she wanted to paint:

"...So, I just realized that there is a bug in this matter, so I plan to copy two copies, one for the real one, and one for the task."

When she said this, she shrugged and spread her palms.Although the ink on the palm has dried a lot, it is still sticky and dirty.

"This is a way." Zhi affirmed her thoughts, but looked at her palm.

"Hey, but who knew the essence of traditional Chinese painting, you can't draw that kind of artistic conception by copying the outline, the shape is similar but the spirit is not, it is so difficult to start. Hey! I am really bored to death!" Lin Xiaolin sighed, Both hands were about to pat his cheeks.

As soon as her hand moved, it was held by a slender hand, which stopped her next move.

Lin Xiaolin looked at the owner of that hand in surprise, and found that Zhizheng was looking at her palm helplessly, so she followed his gaze to look at her palm.

When she looked at it, she remembered that her palms had just been smeared with various colors of ink. Now they were extremely dirty. If she really slapped them on her face... Well, then she would look like a tabby cat.

"Uh... wait a minute, let me wash my hands." Lin Xiaolin turned her head and looked at the table. She remembered that the inkless pen could directly flow out clean water, and with that water, the Washed hands.

But Ting Zhi said: "At this time, the night is dark. It is troublesome to find water, and it is easy to disturb others. Let me wash it away for you."

As he spoke, his left hand was pressed against Lin Xiaolin's dirty right hand.

The two are standing close to each other now, leaning almost sideways, Lin Xiaolin's palms are spread upwards, and Zhi's hands are covering them.

When her hands and palms met, Lin Xiaolin only felt her heart beating, as if a heartbeat sounded in her head, and for a moment she completely forgot to look for the waterless ink pen.

As soon as Zhi's hand was put on it, a stream of red characters swept across the gap between the two palms in an instant, like water, wind, and warm air, washing away all the dirty ink on Lin Xiaolin's palm and drying it. .

But after this process, it was clean, and Lin Xiaolin felt itchy again, and couldn't help bending his fingers upwards slightly.When she moved, her fingers were slightly dislocated and bent upwards, and she actually clasped Zhi's palm.

For a moment, fingers intertwined.

Both of them were stunned at the same time, Zhizhi reacted faster, but laughed lightly.

Then Lin Xiaolin said in an uncertain tone: "I didn't mean it."

"I know," he still smiled lightly, but naturally deepened his handshake, and said, "I did it on purpose."

Lin Xiaolin blushed instantly.

She looked up at the young man in Tsing Yi beside her, and found that he was looking at her with a smile on his mouth and eyes, obviously teasing.

Lin Xiaolin couldn't help lowering her head, and muttered, "I really didn't do it on purpose."

However, she also let him hold her hand, and she also meant to take her hand out at all.

(End of this chapter)