After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 85 What is she going to do

When he said this, the others were a little surprised.

Yun Weixian didn't ask any more questions, just took out the pen and paper, and handed it to him in the air: "Draw."

It was the first time for a few people to see Hou Jun's skill, and they subconsciously surrounded him. The best position was given to Yan Wenshu and Qiu Ci, so that they could immediately confirm whether the painting was correct.

Yun Weixian didn't bother to join in the fun, so he just sat and waited.

After waiting for a while, Qiu Ci said, "That's right, it's him, the most arrogant one!"

The next few photos were stamped by her and Yan Wenshu, and they were sure they were correct.

Yun Weixian took a look at those paintings, there were four people in total, they looked a little younger than Yan Wenshu, and estimated that their realm was in the middle and late stages of foundation establishment.

She put down the drawing paper and commented: "The drawing skills are average."

"..."

Several people in the hall fell silent again.

It’s really hard not to agree with this. Hou Jun’s paintings are strange. The faces are painted very vividly. At first glance, you can correspond to the corresponding person, but if you look carefully, you will find that the paintings are a little twisted. crooked.

It looks like the work of a few-year-old child who has just learned to paint.

"Shouldn't the day after tomorrow be the morning class for the outer sect?" Yun Weixian counted the days. When they first arrived at Chaotianzong, they just passed the day of the morning class for each month, so it would be sooner or later without knowing it. month.

Yan Wenshu remembered it all the time, nodded and said: "Yes, you need to get up half an hour earlier than usual."

Yun Weixian hummed: "In the future, if someone asks about today's events, you can just tell the truth without embellishment."

After a few people agreed, she waved her hand to tell them to disperse, and then went back on her own.

After lying down, she remembered that no one seemed to ask her what she was going to do.

They all seemed to guess what she would definitely do, and they didn't need their assistance at all. If they knew about it, they would be unable to hide things in their hearts and drag her back.

It's good, if you get used to her style slowly, you don't need her to repeat them one by one, and they will know when to do things.

Children are weak because they are weaker, just take care of them easily.

While thinking, Yun Weixian turned over and was about to find the most comfortable sleeping position when he remembered and sat up again, and took out the altar of Shuangzui from the gourd.

When Qi Yuemian was begging for a drink, she was a little curious about what this frost drunk tasted like.

This will randomly take a teacup from the table and pour out half of it.

After taking a sip, I found that this is indeed a good wine, with a spicy taste, sweet aftertaste, full of alcohol and full stamina.

If the uncle is still alive, he must rush to drink.

Compared with the pear flower wine I drank before, it was sweet water at best.

Moreover, the aroma of the Shuangzui wine was completely sealed in the wine, and it never escaped at all. No wonder Qi Yuemian didn't smell any smell when she drank it.

After drinking half a teacup of wine, Yun Weixian only felt that the meridians in his body were a little boiling, his breath began to circulate by itself, his spiritual power was soaked in warmth, and he felt a faint sense of being ready to go.

There is simply a feeling that if you don't practice for a night, you will feel sorry for the wine.

Yun Weixian put the teacup back, and simply lay down again, no matter what exercises, sleep is the most important thing.

But this Shuangzui is really good, if you book the next altar, it seems that you will feel sorry for Yuniang's other regular customers, so let's wait until the first altar next year.

With this thought in mind, Yun Weixian closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep regardless of his overall condition.

However, at this moment in Los Angeles, the night has just begun, especially in Qing'an Square, where the lights are bright everywhere, and there are more pedestrians on the street than during the day.

Not to mention Shuangzui, the seats are already full, and we have to wait in line.

Yu Niang handed over all the guests to her subordinates to entertain, returned to sit under the eaves of the sixth floor, and unfolded a note in her hand. After reading the contents, the note disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

(End of this chapter)