Painter

There were several people standing in the airtight stone room, except an old man sitting in the middle.The blue-gray cloth clothes, seemingly ordinary clothes, but the aura around him is extremely fierce.The facial features are very similar to Jingxi, but more majestic.Although he is old, his body is still very tough.

Bai Qian looked around, affected by the solemn atmosphere, couldn't help swallowing.

Jing Xi saluted respectfully, the old man nodded and motioned him to sit down.Immediately, someone stepped forward, greeted Jing Xi with a smile, and tore off the clothes on his back with a "stab" during the conversation.

The old man nodded at Yuanli again, his attitude was more friendly than his son's, his voice was not too harsh, and it carried the arrogance of a superior.Yuan Li put Bai Qian on the stool, secretly squeezed Bai Qian's arm, the reminder was obvious.

After inspecting Jingxi's injuries over there, a white-faced, thin middle-aged man dug out two medicine bottles and handed them to Yuan Li.Yuan Li cleaned Jingxi's back first, mixed the two bottles of medicine powder, and sprinkled it on Jingxi.

Uncle Baimian took Bai Qian's pulse again and handed him a bottle of pills.Just as he compared an index finger, Jingxi interrupted him: "How is it?"

The old man gave him a sideways glance, and Jingxi immediately raised her chest and retracted her stomach, slightly retracted her chin, and looked at the white-faced uncle respectfully: "Uncle Jiu, does his poison matter?"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said nothing.Before Bai Qian understood, Jing Xi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.Yuan Li secretly glanced at Bai Qian and nodded slightly.Bai Qian thought about it for a long time, and felt that he probably meant "nothing".

Jingxi tightened her grip in front of her own father, her slightly relaxed expression returned to the previous iceberg, and even her voice became cold: "Take a pill first."

Bai Qian did as he said.After he blushed and had a thick neck, and finally swallowed the medicine, Jingxi's wound was also bandaged.Yuan Li shook out a clean suit from somewhere, and changed it for Jing Xi.This is the official conversation.

There were many things that Bai Qian and Jingxi couldn't figure out, but Jingxi remained sullen and didn't speak, not knowing if he couldn't ask, or was waiting for the old man to speak first.Bai Qian hesitated, looked at the old man: "What's going on?"

The old man asked back, "What do you mean?"

"This series." Bai Qian summed it up, there were too many problems, and he picked the one he was most concerned about, "Over there—the strange forest, why are so many people locked up?"

Hearing his question, Jing Xi also focused on the old man.It happened that the old man turned his head to look at him, and the two met eyes.Jingxi was slightly startled, then avoided her eyes and glanced elsewhere.The old man didn't care, he still looked at Jingxi and asked, "What do you think a 'painter' is?"

Jingxi was taken aback by his question, and the gaze she had just avoided was drawn to her unconsciously.Bai Qian didn't understand what the old man meant, but after using his brain a little, he knew that this question was the key to this series of events.Bai Qian thought to himself, "painter" is the only way to realize what he wants in this world.

Jingxi frowned, and thought for a long time before answering uncertainly: "The most sought-after person."

"Why is it sought after?"

Jingxi thought about it seriously, and guessed: "The painter can draw the objects that ordinary people need. Clothes can be spun by hand, but it is not as convenient, comfortable, and beautiful as painting. In the same way, the objects drawn have their own characteristics. The strengths are far better than those made by hand."

The old man nodded in agreement, and then continued to ask: "Then, do you know why drawing something casually can come true?"

This time the question was on point, Jingxi was a little confused at first, but then the expression on his face turned into shock, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

Bai Qian was a little anxious at the side, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

The old man gave him a meaningful look, and patiently explained: "Because of the forest."

"Ordinary trees take root in the ground, draw nutrients from the ground, and then grow. On the contrary, those trees live on the blood of humans on the ground and disperse underground. This is a kind of divine power, so Huaiyuan people can become 'Painter'."

Now Bai Qian understood.

Magic pen Ma Liang's pen is a good thing, who wouldn't want it after seeing it?In the same way, "painters" are a particularly precious species in this world, and they cannot disappear.

The antecedents may be more complicated, but we can guess what is going on now: without those trees, there would be no "painter" anymore.Dijun is not happy that all the "painters" in this world disappear, whether it is for personal entertainment or for overall consideration, he catches a group of people and throws them there, makes them bleed, makes big trees grow, and let the painters continue to paint.

This topic has risen to a higher level, Bai Qian can't say whether it is right to do so.If someone says they want to exterminate African lions, it seems that it has nothing to do with me living in China.But by killing those animals, the entire food chain changes.From a global perspective, it must be impossible.

But if these lions are about to die, they must eat human flesh to survive.Is that really feeding them human flesh to prolong their lives?

Bai Qian is just a painter who stays at home, thinking about how passionate and cute every day, he can't figure out this kind of problem.But there is no denying that he was a little disgusted.

After the old man gave a brief explanation, seeing Jingxi's expression, he understood that he understood most of it, so he stopped at the right time: "The emperor hid this place, don't let him know that you have discovered it."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up with a steady gait, worthy of the words "old and strong".As soon as the old man made a move, the people standing there "squeaked" and followed him closely.

Jingxi also stood up and asked, "You now..."

The old man turned his head and took a look at him. This look was very light, not to mention cold, but without any warmth.Jingxi met the old man's eyes, immediately bowed his head and stood at attention, and stopped talking.

The old man seemed to be reminded by him, so he turned his head and looked at Bai Qian again.It seems that Bai Qian can be seen through at a glance without any further investigation.The old man was not so indifferent to Bai Qian, he naturally showed the kindness that elders should have, but he didn't have love.

"Yuanli, follow him."

The old man was talking about Bai Qian.Yuan Li was stunned for a moment, but when he realized it, he was so happy that he almost couldn't hold back, and the respectful Luggage yelled "Yes" very loudly.

Uncle Jiu left some bottles and cans for Jingxi, patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.Uncle He was overjoyed, winked at Yuan Li, and whispered secretly: "Tell Tianshu, I think of him!" Before Yuan Li could reply, Uncle He was stared at by the old man, scratched his head embarrassingly, and followed him away.

Jing Xi just stood there thinking about something, but Bai Qian called him several times but didn't answer.Bai Qian leaned forward and straightened his hands, but just brushed his sleeves, just about to move towards him, when Jing Xi said: "I heard you."

The voice was muffled, very unhappy.

Bai Qian didn't feel that there was anything in the conversation just now that could make him feel down, so he looked at him suspiciously.Jing Xi let out a sigh of relief, turned her eyes to look at Yuan Li, and walked in the direction the old man left by herself.

Bai Qian looked at Yuan Li blankly, and pointed to Jing Xi's back: "What's wrong with him?"

Yuan Li patted him on the head twice, and found a more plausible excuse: "Probably... I'm angry that I didn't tell him the truth."

Bai Qian clapped his hands before waking up: "That's right! You've always known about the old man's whereabouts, but you didn't tell Jingxi? If you want me, I'll be angry too."

Yuan Li had an apology on his face, and said softly: "I will apologize to him. He left by himself, do you want to borrow it?"

Bai Qian rolled his eyes in embarrassment, and said helplessly, "Please."

Yuan Li hunched him on his back again, and continued to chat with him: "After taking Uncle Jiu's medicine, do you feel better?"

"En." Bai Qian nodded, "It seems that the knot in my heart has been untied, and my body and mind are at ease. But I'm a little sleepy."

Yuan Li shook: "Don't sleep yet, you have to face the emperor directly after you go up. I won't be sleepy if I talk with you."

Yuanli's voice itself was soft, and after being deliberately lowered, it was like telling a bedtime story.Bai Qian was stunned by what he said, and saw a shadow not far away in a haze.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender figure.The boots stepped firmly on the floor.His favorite knife hangs on his waist, like a lone ranger who is alone in the desert.

Oh, no wonder I feel familiar, exactly the same as the protagonist in my writing.

The figure in front of him coincided with the line drawn by the pen, Bai Qian yawned and muttered to himself: "Going back again."

Yuan Li asked: "What?"

Bai Qian closed his eyes, opened them again as if awakened, and asked Yuan Li, "What?"

Yuan Li said with a smile: "You are talking in your sleep!"

Bai Qian also laughed and didn't speak any more.

Out of the secret passage, Bai Qian rubbed his eyes, looked at the gorgeous palace in front of him, and asked Yuan Li in disbelief: "Isn't this... the hall where the birthday banquet is held! There is actually a secret passage underneath, the emperor is an old fool... He doesn't know!"

Yuan Li was amused by Bai Qian's unwillingness to say anything, and explained to him in a low voice: "The Emperor only likes to have fun, and he doesn't care about the rest. There are many ways in this palace. I'm unlucky today, and I didn't run into him underneath." People who fork the road."

Bai Qian's eyes widened: "Such an exaggeration!"

Yuanli laughed "chichi": "How is it possible! I'll believe it if I play with you."

Bai Qian was neither ashamed nor angry, with a froze face, he didn't know what to say.

Front Jingxi heard laughter and looked back.That look was exactly the same as the old man's last look at him, not cold, but somewhat deliberately alienated.It's like standing outside the world, just watching other people's drama.

Yuan Li restrained his expression a little, followed quickly, and lowered his head to tell Bai Qian: "Don't say anything, leave it to us."

Bai Qian didn't know how to lie, and was afraid that he might miss something, so he nodded hastily.

When the three of them entered the hall, they saw Dijun sitting at the head drinking with a gloomy face.Zuo Qizhi stood below and bowed his waist in salute: "This is different from ordinary alcohol, it is 'distilled'."

Dijun took a sip, and the spicy taste rushed into his nostrils, and the heat burned all the way to his stomach.It was indeed different from the wine he usually drank, and Dijun took another sip out of novelty, raised his head and exclaimed "Good! Good! Good!" He wanted to give a reward.Before he could say anything, seeing Jingxi coming in, Dijun put the cup back on the table and asked angrily, "Where have you been?"

Jingxi saluted, and replied in a low voice: "I heard the sound of gunpowder explosion, so I went to have a look."

"Fart! I just got back from there!"

In the main hall, Yuan Li had no place to speak, Jing Xi didn't explain anymore, the atmosphere became stiff.Liu Qin made a haha ​​and persuaded: "It must have gone astray."

The emperor snorted and pointed at Yuan Li: "Everyone can enter this palace!"

Jingxi didn't bow her head anymore, she stood stiffly, and said in a cold voice: "Everyone in the deep palace can be captured by thieves. I have to take the emperor's safety into consideration! Yuan Li, guard the adults in this palace. "

Yuan Li put Bai Qian down, cupped his hands and said "yes", and then stood on the side carelessly, like a statue of Guan Gong.

This move has the taste of forcing the palace to usurp the throne.Dijun shook his fingers angrily and Jingxi was about to scold, but was robbed by Liu Qin, and Bai Shun obediently persuaded him to drink: "You can try this wine again. Master Zuo also sent me a set of chess and cards, do you want to bring them?"

Speaking of Zuo Qizhi's filial chess set, Dijun's attention was diverted for the most part.Although he was still angry, he stopped arguing with Jingxi for the time being: "Bring it up, get it up! This thing is very fun, 130 six cards, piled up for points."

When everyone praised the chess and card, Zuo Qizhi looked at Baiqian and nodded slightly as a thank you.Bai Qian accepted his love and gave him the method of distilling wine and the game of mahjong. Zuo Qizhi gave it to the emperor, and it was no surprise that he won the first prize.

The research over there was in full swing, and all the officials looked at Dijun devoutly and listened to him explain how to play mahjong.Suddenly, a crisp female voice sounded, which was particularly eye-catching amidst the "buzzing" discussions.

Bai Qian looked at Mu Yueguan kneeling in front of the emperor's seat, and then remembered what happened to this girl before.

The hall gradually quieted down, Yuan Li's usual gentle expression also broke down, and Jing Xi's breathing gradually became a little depressed.Bai Qian smiled wryly and called "Yue Guan", but was interrupted before he could speak.

Mu Yueguan kowtowed again, his voice was clear and melodious, and he hit Baiqian directly through the veil.

"I beg the emperor to grant me a marriage!"

The author has something to say: Emma saved these three chapters and almost pulled her hair out orz