The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

[Royal Painters Association V: I found something exciting, and the results will be available within five days, please wait and see! 】

The comments on Weibo were chaotic. Some people firmly believed that Xi Qingyin was innocent, while others spared no effort to smear him. Some even blatantly called Randy, pretending to be watching the show.

True and false news were mixed together, and everyone looked at each other, unable to figure out which game the Royal Painters Association was playing.

This teaser-like Weibo is very vague. You can say it refers to Xi Qingyin's posthumous work, or you can say it refers to other academic discoveries.

In short, no matter what, we will meet within five days to find out!

**

It was late at night, and Rong Yunjing hadn't come back yet.

The cat slept in the temporary nest built by the maids, its belly rising and falling with its breathing, and it seemed to be sleeping very peacefully.The maid chattered around and petted the kitten for a while, then felt sleepy after a while, and went back to their rooms.

About a quarter of an hour later, the azure blue vertical pupils slowly opened, and an inconspicuous light flashed in the dark night.

Seeing Rong Yunjing showing that hand during the day, it is obvious that this golden bump is full of surveillance cameras, and there are also surveillance cameras in the attic.This is indeed a rather difficult question, but Xi Qingyin is not troubled by it at all.

It's not that Rong Yunjing checks the surveillance every day, as long as he returns the two paintings to their original positions after using them tonight, nothing will happen.

Thinking of this, the tips of the cat's ears trembled slightly. When the next ray of moonlight shone into the golden bump, the cat, which was lying peacefully in the nest, quietly straightened up, jumped up lightly, and quickly walked from the open The window jumped out suddenly, and disappeared the moment it fell into the flowers.

The place of inheritance is still similar to what I saw last time, but this time there are two more paintings on the ground.

Xi Qingyin was anxious to return the painting, without any delay.He first held the frame of the oil painting in his mouth, and dragged it under the cat sculpture with great effort.

He touched the black stone platform with the tip of his nose, and a line of small characters like tadpoles appeared crookedly on it.

[Requirement: An oil painting made by the inheritor with a score of more than 30]

Rating over 30?

When he saw it before, he didn't pay much attention to this number, but now that things are coming to an end, Xi Qingyin has to pay attention to it.

Although I don't know what is the criteria for judging the inheritance of the civet race, but in any case, he also got an A-level royal painter in the human world, so it's not like he can't even get 30 points for his hard-working paintings, right?

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, the cat circled around several times, as if he had finally made up his mind, bared his teeth and jumped onto the black stone platform.

The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her parents-in-law. He lifted his hind paw and kicked, and the picture frame was embedded into the groove of the stone platform.

There is a white light flashing around the oil painting, making the surface of the oil painting slightly shiny, which looks very beautiful.

The row of tadpole-like small characters on the black stone platform slowly disappeared, replaced by a string of slowly increasing Arabic numerals.

[5...10...15...20...]

The cat squatted aside motionless, and every time the number increased by one interval, the tips of its ears would vibrate slightly.

After finally seeing the score climbing past 30 points, and finally settling tremblingly above 45 points, Xi Qingyin let out a long sigh of relief, and jumped up and down happily several times.

Soon he dragged another sketch and pushed it into the groove in the same way.The small characters like tadpoles trembled, and the crawling score appeared again.

[5...7...9...11...]

This time, the improvement rate of sketch scores is obviously much slower than that of oil paintings.

Xi Qingyin knew that compared to oil paintings, sketches have always been his weak point, as can be seen from the two paintings sold by the housekeeper.Among them, the slight flaws in the sketches are due to his lack of sketching skills, and it is easy to lose control of the direction of the brush after the spiritual power is injected.

Not just that one painting, all his sketches basically have some deficiencies, and this sketch that is currently being graded is no exception.

Seeing that the level was approaching 30, the rate of score improvement was getting slower and slower, and it took several seconds to jump up. It seemed that it might stop at any time, and Xi Qingyin's little heart finally started to beat the drum.

【27......28......29......】

"Meow!" Sheng!Why are you stuck, kid?

Xi Qingyin was walking around in a hurry, if the sketch was not good enough, he would have to go to the attic to search for the sketch in the dark, which would delay a lot of time.

This is not the most frightening thing, what's even more frightening is that his other sketches are of the same level as this one...

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

The cat pursed its nose and blew next to the score, as if blowing could really push the score one more number forward.Just when Xi Qingyin's eyes were darkened and she was about to put the stealing painting on the schedule again, the score trembled, and finally raised another number, and it was barely stuck at the 30 mark.

Hoo hoo~ so dangerous~

The cat's eyes lit up, and it immediately jumped to the vicinity of the arch, and stretched out its small paws to test the barrier.

The barrier is gone!

It can be clearly said that Xi Qingyin has never run so fast before, she jumped towards Maomao Paintbrush, and circled around happily.

A line of text appears on the brush:

[Using mental power control, the tip of the cat brush can be deformed according to the ideas of the inheritors. 】

【You have got the paintbrush, do you want to try it now? 】

Xi Qingyin tried to control the paintbrush, and unexpectedly found that this fluffy brush fits his spiritual power very well, it was almost tailor-made.This also means that if he uses mental power to control this brush to paint, maybe he can get twice the result with half the effort.

Sure enough, all the hard work these days was not in vain!

He was so happy all of a sudden, he wished he could use this new favorite paintbrush to paint a picture now, but there was no paper... wait, it's too early to say, this is the inheritance place of the civet clan, maybe some ancestors left it behind. What about the treasure that came down?

There are even artifact brushes, ancient books and paintings, thousands of years of ink, the experience of predecessors, etc. How can these things go far?

Thinking of this, the cat excitedly picked up the end of the paintbrush with its mouth and dragged it towards the depths of the inheritance.Of course, it didn't go too far. After walking about a dozen meters, the road ahead was blocked by a new barrier.

If Xi Qingyin was still alive, he would definitely look up to the sky and sigh now, wishing he could carry two jugs of wine to his ancestor's grave to chat about life.

A new black table appeared, and near the table were his star nets and clothes from before he fell.

Resigned to its fate, the cat nuzzled the black table with the tip of its nose, and a line of words soon appeared on it.

[Requirements: Oil paintings and sketches with a score of more than 40, and Chinese paintings with a score of more than 30. 】

Next to the black table was a large block of ice standing upright, which looked like something black was frozen inside.

coming!The legendary weapon of the predecessors that must be inherited!

Xi Qingyin approached the ice cube and was startled suddenly.

A handsome figure in white clothes was reflected in the ice cube. If you look closely, this is him wearing a mask!

[Cat Mask: A spiritual tool that can temporarily transform the civets into human bodies. To use this thing, a painting must be used as a 'battery'. The higher the score of the painting, the longer it will take to transform into a human body. 】

Can you turn back into a human?

Xi Qingyin was stunned, and a look of joy appeared in the vertical blue pupils.If he could temporarily turn back into a human being, he could go home and try to find out why the housekeeper was so short of money that he sold the paintings cheaply.

but……

The cat wrinkled its nose, looked back with a bitter face at the customs clearance requirements written on the black table.

"Oil painting should be able to score 40 points normally, but my sketch skills are only worth 30 points. There is also Chinese painting. It is a huge challenge to draw 15 points, and 30 points..."

The cat squatted in front of the black table in frustration for a while, then suddenly trembled, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Wait, these paintings are only at the level of the human body. After becoming a prototype, he can clearly feel that his mental strength has increased a lot.The difficulties I encountered in painting before, now I think about it, it seems that it is not so difficult.

Most importantly, coupled with the support of the magic pen, maybe he can really pass the request of Heitaizi!

Xi Qingyin's temperament has always been to act immediately when he thinks about it, he quickly went to the side of the clothes to rummage.

Royal painters always have paper when they go out. They are afraid of unexpected situations and need to paint temporarily. He, an A-level royal painter, naturally has drawing paper with him, and soon all the oil painting paper and sketch paper in his clothes are dug out.

There is one piece of each of the two types of drawing paper. Oil painting needs pigments. Now there is no pigments, so I can only draw sketches first.

When it comes to painting, Xi Qingyin's attitude is much more serious.

Without a stand to support the drawing paper, he had no choice but to spread the drawing paper on the black table.

Under the control of mental power, the Maomao paintbrush is exceptionally flexible. The black stone at the tip of the paintbrush first becomes soft, and then it turns into a sketch pencil.

Everything is ready, what to draw?

The thing that bothers him the most about sketching is the shape. Now that the two stolen paintings have not been returned, there is not so much time to conceive the frame.After thinking about it, Xi Qingyin decided to compare it with the 30-point apple sketch and began to copy it.

There are ready-made ones out there, and copying is still very fast.

First outline a roughly circular frame with straight lines, and then use softer lines to point out the dark parts and light and shadow.Then there are long lines laying light and shade, protruding projections.

In the past, when painting apples, it was always very difficult for him to light up the highlight area, and there was room to feel that his hands would never show it.But this time using the prototype to paint, the highlights are surprisingly realistic, and the sense of space is well emphasized.

This time, the score should be higher, right?

Putting the newly drawn sketch on the black table, Xi Qingyin still had time to complain about the high demands of the ethnic group in her heart.In the human world, he is also a master-level imperial painter, but even passing the exam has become a luxury here.

[5...10...15...20...]

The cat squinted his eyes and silently prayed in his heart that the painting would pass the level with more than 40 points in one fell swoop, so that he could save one-third of the effort.

【30......35......37......】

The number slowed down and stopped at 38.

"call……"

Although there was still a little bit of disappointment in her heart, Xi Qingyin quickly put this disappointment behind her.

An eight-point improvement!The curative effect of this sketch will definitely be much stronger than that of the previous one. If you draw with a serious easel, maybe the score will be even higher!

But soon, Xi Qingyin thought of a more realistic problem - no money.

They have all died, and the original account in the Star Network can no longer be used. He needs to get a new virtual account, charge money into the account, and buy easels, oil paints, Chinese paints, and various painting papers.

So where does the money come from?

The cat's azure blue vertical pupils moved little by little, and finally stopped on the 38-point sketch on the black table.

How about... opening a Taobao store for the benefit of the society?

**

After returning the two paintings to the attic, Xi Qingyin was still thinking about that sudden thought on the way back to Jinpida.

It is not impossible to open a store. Now that technology is so advanced, most people shop online.There are also many imperial painters on Starnet who have opened Taobao stores, and often sell some paintings that practice brushwork. Often these paintings are looted as soon as they are released, and they can be sold out in a short time.

Others can drive, why can't he drive?

Just thinking of this, Xi Qingyin suddenly felt a tightness in the back of her neck, and then the four little jios left the ground.

Rong Yunjing held him in front of his eyes with a deep expression on his face.

"..." Xi Qingyin's heart trembled slightly.

Has it been revealed... that he stole the painting?

Do you want to reveal your true identity?But are the royal family really trustworthy?

While thinking wildly in his mind, Rong Yunjingyu said earnestly, "Do you have other wild cats outside?"

Xi Qingyin's eyes widened: "...Meow?"

"Since you have followed me, you will be the cat of the royal family from now on. The blood of the royal family cannot be passed on indiscriminately." Rong Yunjing pointed his finger at the cat's little pink nose, and said viciously: "I will cut your eggs at dawn Egg!"

— Meow! ! !

In the middle of the night, the screams of the cat resounded through the sky.

The author has something to say: Meow: I go out to earn money to support my family, but you want to kill me, what a vicious bird, get a divorce!I'm off to find another wild cat spicy!

Bird: No!My dear, listen to me explain! ! !

→Finally, the shop is about to open. It’s nothing to be directly rehabilitated and slapped in the face. The mysterious mask painter who is sought after by thousands of people is the same person as the notorious dead painter. Doesn’t this sound more exciting!Countdown to slap in the face~