Royal Master Painter

Chapter 53 Caravan
The midsummer rain came quickly and left quickly, and the sky cleared up immediately after Yuan Wushe gave his orders. Zhao Suixian and Chen Mo came and went together, and Jiang Li also left on an old donkey.

"Mouth-mouthed gourd, this guy named Jiang Greed is unusual. Xuanpu is one of the Yulingxian Mountains. The old god stick said that he is a dusty bone in Xuanpu. This is not an ordinary evaluation. Why did Yunzhou suddenly appear like this? A character?" Zhao Suixian asked.

"You mean we can still meet after Qingdu Wenfu?"

"I think so too. Seeing how he looks like a scribe, he will inevitably have to deal with him in the Wenfu exam in the future."

"You don't need to boast, of course I know that I am the No. 1 young generation in Yunzhou"

Zhao Qingxian walked in front with his hands behind his back and smiled proudly, Chen Mo still didn't say a word but Zhao Suixian seemed to be able to guess what he wanted to say.

After the three left, Yuan Wushe was still sitting in the grass pavilion, as if he was still waiting for someone.

"How about these three people?"

Yuan Wushe was not surprised when a voice suddenly sounded in the pavilion, this was the person he was waiting for.

"The three people you asked me to meet are all extraordinary, and their luck is deeply related to Wenfu.

But old friends, don't be too happy too soon. The Wenfu may prosper from the three of them, or it may decline from the three of them. " Yuan Wushe said.

"What about Jiang Greed's fate, did you really not see through it? Or did you see through and dare not tell?" the mysterious man asked again.

"Is there any difference? As long as he is in the capital of Qing Dynasty, his fate will be stable. Right now, what you should worry most about is not Jiang Greed but the Baiyang Sect."

"Hmph, a group of Baiyang remnants dare to make trouble in Yunzhou. I'm just old, not dead!"

Yuan Wushe smiled and picked up his cloth move, stepped out of his body and disappeared into Lixia Pavilion out of thin air.

Jiang Greed rode a donkey all the way to Jianmen. More than a dozen roads in Yunzhou 23 cities eventually merged into Jianmen, leading directly to Qingdu. Therefore, outside Jianmen is one of the busiest and busiest areas in Yunzhou.

There was a caravan not far from Jiang Li, and dozens of ox carts loaded with goods were passing by. Jiang Li could smell the strong aroma of wine when he sniffed it!

Jiang Greed followed the wine convoy at a distance and finally waited until dark. The wine convoy was repaired on the spot, and the convoy's guards stood nearby.

Along the way Jiang Li's gluttons were hooked out and it was hard to do anything during the day, so he took out two small paper figurines from his arms. The previous small paper figurines couldn't even move a small porcelain bottle, but after using the Yin Talisman The little paper man's strength has grown a lot.

Under the cover of night, the little paper man sneaked into the convoy, and the guards at the side didn't notice that the finger-sized paper man slipped in.

The weight of a jug of wine was still a bit too heavy, the two little paper figurines were bent over, one bent forward and the other carrying the wine and sneaked out and returned the same way.

Jiang Greed hid behind a tree beside him, saw the stolen wine and eagerly opened it and took a gulp or two.

From ancient times to the present, there is no artist who can't drink, and Jiang Li's attainments in drinking are better than his painting.

After one sip, the syrup tastes clear and becomes pungent as it passes through the throat, and after entering the stomach, it seems to turn into a ball of fire burning in the stomach, and the whole body is warm.

"Good wine!" Jiang Greed couldn't help admiring.

Obviously Jiang Li was not the only one who paid attention to this batch of wine, he was just stealing wine, but a group of people were actually robbing!
Dozens of nearly a hundred people jumped out of the forest, each riding a tall horse. Jiang Li recognized at a glance that this was a group of rogues who had appeared in Huichun Town.

The group didn't even ask why, and brandished steel knives and directly chopped down several guards.

"That's the leader"

"Liu He, the leader of the Wuling Commercial Firm in Qingdu, the villain, please forgive me," an old man in his fifties said hastily.

"You know who we are"

"I know, I know, he is a hero from Lishan."

"As long as you know it, handing over all your money will leave you a way to survive, otherwise..."

"Here is the money, man"

Liu He hastily took out a ten-thousand tael bank note from his pocket and handed it over, but the ruffian just glanced at it.

"It's not easy for a man to go down the mountain, this is not enough, how about I want half of your goods?"

Liu He also wanted to be in a hurry to calm things down, so he could only agree.

"I left eleven carts of fine wine for the good guys, what do you think?"

"Alcohol is nothing, I want the other half, but I heard that you bought a batch of Chengxin paper from Xihe"

"This... this... You can't pay the job if you take this paper away"

Liu He showed embarrassment and wanted to refuse, but a steel knife had already landed on his neck.

"Okay, okay, take them all away"

"count you acquainted"

These rogues lowered their vigilance, and just as they were about to snatch the goods, a writing brush slipped from Liu He's sleeve, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Ink method, containing spiritual post"

When Liu He swiped the brush, the characters were thick and solid, and thick ink marks flowed under the tip of the brush, entangled the bandits around him like ropes.

Liu He walked towards the rogues step by step, and the ink kept overflowing from the tip of his pen.

"Scholar!"

These lishan rogues never expected that this seemingly submissive old man was actually a stubborn stubble.

"kill him"

The person in charge ordered that the rogues would swarm to kill them. Calligraphers are similar to painters, and every word they write has its own spirituality.

"I wanted to calm things down. Since you don't give me face, I don't have to give you a way out."

If Liu He didn't do anything, it would be dead, but if he did, it would be thunderous, and the ink sprayed out with a swipe of his long hair.

"Ink Technique, Spirit Slaying Sticker"

Drops of ink beads turned into arrows that covered the sky like rain. These ink marks seemed weak and became extremely sharp after being supported by spiritual power. Under a single arrow, people and horses pierced through. The wounds of these dead people It just left some ink stains mixed with blood stains.

The Wenfu is divided into three subjects: calligraphy, painting, and fu. Calligraphy is a calligrapher. This is the first time Jiang Li has seen the methods of a calligrapher. One move containing the spirit post and one move killing the spirit post have killed dozens of people.

The leader of the rogue was also subdued. After being entangled in the ink, the rogue was horrified to find that the ink had turned into a boa constrictor, which opened its bloody mouth and could swallow him in one gulp at any time.

"Say, who told you that what I escorted was a Chengxin paper?"

This matter is extremely secretive and only a few people know about it. If the inner ghost cannot be found out, there will definitely be chaos in the future.

"I don't know who that person is with his face covered..."

"If you don't know, then go to hell"

After Liu He left, the black python was about to swallow it in one gulp, but a sword flew out from the forest and cut the python into a puddle of ink. This sword was also written by ink.

"Finally showed up?"

Liu He watched with vigilance a man wearing a night suit and a mask walked out of the forest. With the move just now, he could tell that the man was also a calligrapher, and his strength was definitely not inferior to him.

(End of this chapter)