The tiger of the comprehension world

Chapter 402 Is there any peach picking (third change)

This guy looks familiar, and it's hard to hate this face.

Lin Hu was in a difficult situation, and he couldn't turn the table with him at all. He was not very happy at first, but when he heard about the profit, he suddenly had an idea.

of course……

Profit is one thing, but more about this guy in front of him.

It looks super awesome.

Now Baihu City is in trouble. Living here, Lin Hu also has to consider his own safety. If he can get involved with him, it's not too bad.

The two sides hit it off.

Completely ignoring the previous unhappiness, they hooked up excitedly.

Qin Wan'er looked curiously at Master Hu who had rushed in front of the young master, and ate the food in front of him with small bites, feeling a burst of spiritual energy entering her body, which was of great benefit.

Lin Hu hooked his shoulders with the young master and said: "This is a magnificent masterpiece, with more than 500 million words. If it is done well, it will definitely have a big future."

The young man squinted his eyes, as if thinking about it.

Fun, fun.

Compared with today's novels, this thing must be much more interesting. The format of key comics is simple and novel, and the story is very attractive. It is considered a strong alliance, and Fan Xiang will definitely not be too bad.

Money is a trivial matter, the key is fame.

What he can pursue now is nothing more than letting more people know about his paintings.

The two chatted for a while, and then they chatted thoroughly.

Lin Hu then yelled: "We've been chatting for so long, and I still don't know your name."

"Call me Mr. Zhu." Mr. Zhu said with a smile.

Lin Hu found it interesting, so he didn't mention his name, but he didn't care, and immediately said, "My name is Lin Mengmeng, and this is Qin Wan'er beside me."

Young Master Zhu narrowed his eyes curiously.

He has seen a lot of strange monsters. It is not uncommon for Lin Hu to be so smart, but the corresponding level is indeed somewhat unexpected, but it is not surprising.

It's just that the monk's relationship with the monster is a bit strange.

Most of the decisions were made by the monks, but in the current situation, it was obvious that Lin Mengmeng was making the decision, and Qin Wan'er who was on the side was more likely to sit and watch the development of the situation.

After chatting, Lin Hu is also familiar.

He was envious of Mr. Zhu's method, so he asked: "Speaking of which, your method is too outrageous, can I learn it?"

"You?" Mr. Zhu glanced at Lin Hu and said, "You don't have the talent in this area. Before the demon core, there is no hope of mastering it. After the demon core, there may be hope."

However, he wasn't telling the truth. Monster beasts in the Demon Core Realm without talent may not be able to master such magical methods. At this time, Lin Hu's strength is still far behind, and he doesn't need to explain seriously.

Lin Hu excitedly said: "Just now you can put things into the painting, what kind of fairy trick is this?"

"It's just a very common method. It's nothing more than a different way of using it. In the final analysis, let the aura in the world develop towards the situation you want, such as this...fixed!" Mr. Zhu explained patiently.

While talking, he yelled at Lin Hu, and tapped his right index finger in the direction of Lin Hu.

There was no abnormal movement, but Lin Hu found that his body could not move at all, and there seemed to be something strong around him.

To put it bluntly, it was like being stuck between two walls, unable to move.

"This... this is..." Lin Hu was extremely shocked, Qin Wan'er also found out the problem, and looked over in surprise.

Mr. Zhu smiled and said: "This is a way of using spiritual energy, let's call him a prison!"

Draw the ground as a prison, and draw the ground as a prison.

Lin Hu has been thinking that although a monk is so powerful, he can still be knocked out because of his weak body, but after being knocked out, how to check and balance is the trouble.

But now it seems that to check and balance the monks, I am afraid that there will be many means.

The two had a good talk.

This guy is very powerful, so Lin Hu naturally has to do what he likes and show his worth. He took out paper and ink, and planned to write and draw.

Mr. Zhu stopped him and said with a smile: "Why bother, tell me and I will write!"

Only then did Lin Hu nod his head, and began to recite Dou Po Cang Qiong from his memory.

Young Master Zhu smiled and swayed a piece of black ink. The black ink condensed in the air and never dispersed. With a wave of his hand, the large piece of paper that was put away just now appeared again.

Lightly tap, the black ink dances, directly on the paper, and instantly forms a word.

Let alone Qin Wan'er, even Lin Hu was dumbfounded.

This guy's methods are simply amazing.

Lin Hu kept talking and chanting, drinking water and reciting at the same time. Fortunately, they are all monks, and the other party has such a magical method to record, so the speed is extremely fast.

After more than a day, Lin Hu felt his mouth was dry, and finally read a hundred chapters.

If it weren't for the fact that after practicing, the memory became clearer, and the things I had seen before could be gradually remembered, I am afraid that I would not be able to do it for a while.

Mr. Zhu was dumbfounded.

This guy has been reading for such a long time without stopping, and the article is at his fingertips, which shows that he already knew this part of the content earlier. I almost thought that Lin Hu was endorsing a letter.

If Lin Hu wanted to know what he was thinking, he would definitely say it in his heart.

Master Hu is just endorsing books, but the world is different, so there will definitely not be the same books here, so don't waste your time looking for the source.

One hundred chapters, but about [-] words, it is still too far away from the ending.

Lin Hu was worried that he would lock himself up until he could recite everything, so he hurriedly said, "I thought about it when I was idle and bored. The follow-up story still needs to be polished, and I will give you the manuscript next time. But don’t underestimate the [-] characters. Comics are not novels after all. It’s impossible to say [-] characters. You have to use hundreds of pictures to draw them. It requires certain trade-offs, certain changes, and certain controls. You are an expert in this aspect, so I won’t say much.”

Just saying that you are an expert will make Mr. Zhu feel happier.

That's right, I'm not as good as others when I write novels, but if it's painting, then there won't be many people who are worse than me in this world.

His eyes lit up, wishing he could dive right in and draw it right away.

Lin Hu rubbed his paws and said, "Look...we've been out for a long time, maybe the family will be worried..."

"That's right, that's right, I didn't do this kindly. I'll send you out right away. If I have time, I'll find you to get the follow-up manuscripts. If there's something else, I'll send someone there." Mr. Zhu said hastily.

Only then did Lin Hu heave a sigh of relief.

Making money is a trivial matter, the ghost knows how much you can earn, it's better to leave here first, and then follow Qiaoyu, so as not to cause trouble again, I have been really bad lately!
He looked at the enthusiastic Mr. Zhu and swallowed his saliva.

Resist the impulse in his heart, Master Hu really wants to steal a peach, let's see if you have any peaches to pick.

(It's much better today. I probably don't need to be hospitalized. I almost thought I was going to catch a cold. Fortunately, it's only three o'clock today.)
(End of this chapter)