What bad thoughts does the Reaper have? [Transmigration Book]

"Sketch... go to the scene to paint on the entity???!" The wailing sound in the study on the second floor flowed from the crack of the door to the first floor.

Hei Zai was watching an interstellar historical film on the light curtain on the first floor, which was the fastest way to understand the background of this era. His left ear was filled with the narration sound, and his right ear was the wailing of the strange man upstairs.

At first Hei Zai heard the sound and thought that the strange man had been attacked, so he hurried upstairs to watch a good show, but was caught and ate tofu for a long time.

Even if this weirdo dies, he won't go upstairs to take another look!

The more Jiang Wei checked on the optical brain, the more he collapsed. Why did he have to paint on the spot? !

He didn't even know how to grab a pen, so he just exposed himself.

Jiang Wei hugged the light brain, scratched his hair and walked to the studio next to the study.

The studio is larger than the living room, and there are various types of works hanging on one wall. The middle floor is an alloy floor, which can be converted according to requirements. There are two shelves on the floor, one of which is a digital painting screen.

There are all kinds of pens, tools, paper, and paints in the cabinet next to the wooden easel. Jiang Wei doesn’t know anything except brushes, but he subconsciously has a sense of familiarity, and even has a natural sense of familiarity with the studio. It was the influence of the painter Jiang Wei on him.

Jiang Wei has a general understanding of the painting materials of this era on the optical brain. The subject matter, form, and drawing method are all very wide and free.

The painter Jiang Wei is a talented artist, and he is also good at the techniques and painting styles of ancient times. Several painting styles and painting methods that are currently popular must respect his ancestor No. 1.

Jiang Wei casually grabbed the safest and safest electronic pencil, sat down in front of the pure white digital screen, and the subconscious sense of familiarity returned.

The tip of the electronic pen realistically imitates the touch of a pencil in ancient times. The right hand of the bone statue is beautiful and sweeps the pen vertically for a few times, and three or four pencil marks appear on the electronic sketch paper.

Jiang Wei looked at the crooked lines and sighed. He thought that relying on the familiarity of the painter Jiang Wei, he could learn without a teacher. It seems that he was thinking too much.

His hand holding the pen is very stable, which is the muscle strength accumulated over 20 years, but he seems to have a good body and a good weapon/weapon when he has time, but he can't use it because his stomach is out of stock.

Jiang Wei, a painting slag, spent a day and a half assaulting with his optical brain, and decided to make an abstract painting when he was sketching!

This kind of painting that other than the painter himself can't understand at all is the most suitable for his current state.

After solving the biggest problem, Jiang Wei picked up Hei Zai, who had been neglected for a long time, and kissed him twice.

Hei Zai kicked him with a foul face, but of course he couldn't push this weird person.

"My son, let's go out to buy some clothes with you today." Jiang Wei held up Hei Zai with an excited expression on his face, imagining how it looks in clothes, it must be cute!

When Hei Zai heard this, he struggled frantically, using both hands and feet, every cell in his body was written with rejection, and he had the posture of "he dares to hold the clothes in front of him today, and he will destroy the world".

Seeing this, Jiang Wei gave up, and as soon as he let go of his grip, Hei Zai didn't care to settle accounts with him, so he kicked his legs on the back of the sofa and ran away as if impatient.

How could Hei Zai not like the cute little clothes? Maybe he was afraid just because he had never seen them before?

Maybe when he buys it back, Hei Zai may fall in love with it as soon as he sees the clothes are so cool.

Jiang Wei persuaded himself not to bring his cubs, and took advantage of the time before dark, took the star card left by Zhanyi, and went out in a small spaceship under Gina's instructions.

Hei Zai, who was hiding in the dark, heard Jiang Wei saying goodbye to him, then poked out half of his head quietly, and came out after confirming that he was gone, sat on the soft cushion of the balcony and looked at the afterimage of the spaceship outside the window, He raised his little hand and wiped his forehead.

This weirdo is getting more outrageous every day, and he can't stay here any longer.

Thinking of this, the black cub's red eyes flashed a golden light, and the black figure on the cushion disappeared instantly.

Jiang Wei saw a small spaceship for the first time, and walked around it twice curiously, feeling the smoothness and coldness brought by the machine under his palm, which is completely opposite to that of the black cub.

The smoothness and coldness of the black cub will make him feel fear and fear from the bottom of his heart, just like life's innate awe of death. Although it will be afraid, it will move with wisdom and be a living life.

He remembered the purpose of going out when he thought of the fierce and cute boy, and Dad Jiang opened the door of the car and jumped on it, switching to automatic driving mode.

Gina gave him more than 20 optional destinations before starting, and with her cold mechanical sound, options and basic information appeared on the spaceship panel.

"Choose a place that's closer, where the clothes look good." Jiang Wei said as he looked around the spaceship's internal structure, and pulled out the lower drawer to see what was inside.

"Choose the target Xinlan Shopping Center, do you want to go there?" Gina asked.

"Let's go." As soon as Jiang Wei finished speaking, the spaceship started slowly, accelerating while planning the route.

Jiang Wei continued to dig through the things in the drawer, asking Gina every time he took out something.

When he got off at the destination, Jiang Wei transferred Gina to the watch, and the moment he opened the door, he felt gazes from all directions.

There was a trace of curiosity in his eyes, although he was not malicious, Jiang Wei was still a little uncomfortable, he turned around and searched in the drawer for a long time but couldn't find anything to cover his face.

What Zhanyi said is right, the painter Jiang Wei is a peacock who doesn't care about other people's eyes.

Jiang Wei got off the car with nothing, for the sake of his cubs, they can just watch it if they want, anyway, he is not shameless in appearance.

"Gina, tell me first, how much is Zhanyi's card, and how to use it?" Jiang Wei asked her in a low voice with an earphone on his right ear.

Gina told him that there was 100 million star coins in this card, and that the card was bound to Jiang Wei, so even if there was no password, it could only be used by him alone.

100 million is not a minority, and the annual income of ordinary people is only [-] star coins.

Jiang Wei walked quickly into the towering buildings in front of him when he had a solid idea. The shops that Gina pointed out to him were all pet stores. He stood outside and took a look before leaving.

In his heart, the black cub is not a pet. He doesn't like the relationship between pets and their owners. The two of them are clearly equal father and son.

Jiang Wei turned to a small baby product store, the clothes inside were more comfortable, the hand feeling was particularly good, and the style was also very cute.

Jiang's father turned on the "buy, buy, buy" mode. When he saw a small suit, he couldn't walk. He subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth when he saw the cartoon one-piece suit, and took out the star card when he saw the pink and tender princess dress.

After finishing the calculation, Gina reported to Jiang Wei: "You have spent a total of 90 star coins."

Jiang Wei looked down at his two favorite small skirts and suits. Other clothes, toys, snacks, and daily necessities were delivered directly to his home. He bent his eyes and smiled and said, "Really? That's about the same." gone."

If he was still in the past, and he was still the prince of the Dragon Clan, let alone 90, even 9000 million would be fine for Hei Zai.

It's a pity that he is now a poor man, and he doesn't know how long it will take to spend the rest of the money, so he can't give it all to Hei Zai.

Jiang Wei took the bag and got on the spaceship to go home, completely unaware that his whereabouts for the past three hours had been posted on the Internet. Rumors spread that he had both sons and daughters, and the hearts of countless boys and girls were broken into ashes.

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The clothes arrived home earlier than Jiang Wei, and Hei Zai almost couldn't find the door to enter when he came back, and then Jiang Wei also arrived, and opened the door to let the clothes delivery person in.

Hei Zai followed the trend and walked in. He was less than half the height of the clothes bag, and almost no one who delivered the clothes noticed him. He jumped up and pulled up a bag with his head in, looking at the pink and tender princess gauze dress inside. , too late to get angry and turn around and jump out.

After jumping halfway, the bag collapsed limply, and the black cub lost its support and fell back into the bag.

He had just stepped on his skirt and stood up, when countless colorful shadows flew towards him above his head. Mountains of clothes were piled on top of each other, winding into a sea of ​​clothes, which became countless stumbling blocks for Hei Zai to walk out of the dark road.

"Black cub?"

"Er Zai?" Jiang Wei went around the pile of clothes looking for Er Zai, he sensed it with spiritual power, Er Zai didn't go out.

Black Cub: "..."

A rustling sound came from the pile of clothes, Jiang Wei turned his head to look at the swaying Yishan, and reacted by pulling the clothes out like digging a hole.

After pawing for a while, I suddenly found black mixed in a pile of beautiful and youthful tender-colored clothes. Black moved his back, and stretched out his small hand to push the "trouble" on his body tenaciously.

After Hei Zai was finished, he breathed fresh air again, and looked up at the strange man's worried eyes, which were a little too terrified to laugh, and the huge anger almost made him unable to stand still.

"My son, I told you that you would like it!"

"Did you bury yourself by picking and picking? It's a bit dangerous. Wait for Dad to hang them up for you, and then pick them one by one?"

Hei Zai turned his head to look at the pile of clothes that was taller than him, his face was so dark that water could be wrung out.

"Not good, so choose now?" The excited Father Jiang ignored the black mist that could almost be seen around Hei Zai, turned around and picked up a white skirt and held it in front of Hei Zai, "How about this?"

"If you don't say a word, it will be regarded as your consent." Jiang Wei tore off the top packaging, unbuttoned it, and prepared to put it on the motionless Hei Zai.

tear-

The air suddenly came out with a crackling sound.

Jiang Wei didn't even see how Hei Zai did it, the white dress in his hand had been broken into two pieces.

"Black cub?"

Jiang Wei put down the clothes in his hand, but he could no longer see its figure.

He yelled again unwillingly, but still got no response.

This time it seems to have completely pissed off the cub.

Father Jiang, a novice on the road, knelt on the ground in distress, glanced at the things that occupied more than half of the living room, and stared at the skirt that was broken in half.

The raw edge of the fabric was caused by a sharp weapon, and his heart seemed to have been scratched twice by a knife.

It wasn't that he was angry with the black cub, but that he felt a little frustrated and powerless because he didn't understand its mind.

Jiang Wei, who has always been held in the palm of his hand, has always been handy with everything, but this is the first time he has stumbled on this little thing and suffered a blow.