Resigned!Who made me awaken the Lingzhi space?

Chapter 14 Jinding Mountain (3)

"Old Zhang! Where did you get your corn?" The landlady's eyes lit up, and she raised her voice, "Where did you buy it? Why don't you buy more? This corn is delicious, much better than the corn you bought before." .”

"Yes, yes, I think so too." Lao Zhang said vaguely, "But don't think about buying more. These are the last two in his hand, and I bought them both."

The proprietress rolled her eyes, "Old Zhang, I have an idea, tell me, can we..."

Lao Zhang looked at his daughter-in-law's expression, "Don't think about it, I know what you are thinking. But I just asked about what you were thinking about. This is grown in their own home, and there are only a few of them in total. This Business can't be done."

The proprietress said disappointedly: "Well, that's really a pity."

"It's a pity, but don't worry, I just asked for her phone number. I'm sure I can get our own food." Lao Zhang patted his chest and said.

The proprietress sat back on the chair and smiled, "Alright then, remember to buy more and send some to your parents' house and my parents' house."

……

On the other side, Wen Xu set up a tent.

It didn't take long, the tent was set up, Wen Xu got into the tent, put down the curtain, and began to meditate quietly.

The mountain is noisy, and there is an endless stream of people who come here from morning to night to climb high and look far. It is a lively and quiet place. Compared with the quiet rental house or the flower shop that is easily disturbed by people, this noisy Jinding Mountain is more exciting. Can make Wen Xu calm down.

Wen Xu slowly closed her eyes, as if she had logged into a third-person perspective game. She "saw" herself sitting quietly in the tent at the moment, and the perspective jumped out of the tent. She saw the camp proprietress and the camp boss staring at the The two gnawed corn cobs were in a daze, and she saw Tang Ming and his wife, one holding the child and the other holding the child, looking for something in the crowd.

The angle of view is getting higher and higher, slowly covering Liuding Peak, Wuding Peak, Sanding Peak, and then slowly covering the zoo at the foot of the mountain.

Wen Xu's forehead slowly broke out a little sweat, the more the spiritual consciousness is extended, it is not difficult to observe in general, but if you want to control the spiritual consciousness and improve the "pixels" of the spiritual consciousness, there is still a lot practise.

Wen Xu calmed down and slowly felt where the limit of her spiritual consciousness was. Her spiritual consciousness crossed the Jinding River, Gulou Street, the railway station, and the Baiyun Temple in the suburbs of Dingcheng. The direction of Jinding River's rushing and surging, if it expands outward, it will enter the sea.

But at the second when Wen Xu's consciousness approached the mouth of the sea, like a tape measure being stretched to its limit, the person who pulled the tape measure out suddenly let go without saying hello, and those stretched tape measures were lost. External force, with a whimper, it is suddenly retracted into the tape measure compartment.

Too much harvesting, hearing Xu's brain buzzing, and dizziness for a while.

Wen Xu exhaled lightly, and after resting for a while, Wen Xu dared to continue to release his consciousness.

Wen Xu controlled the divine sense to sweep across the Jiuding Peak inch by inch. The sides of the Jiuding Peak were cut like knives, smooth and neat. From a distance, it looked like a huge bronze tripod.

This is why Jinding Mountain got its name.

Wen Xu slowly opened her eyes, got out of the tent, looked at the distant mountains, and slowly stretched her consciousness. After a long time, she stretched her waist and took out her phone to check the time.

It's getting late, today's practice task has been completed, it's time to go down the mountain.

Wen Xu packed his bags and stopped taking the stone path, instead taking the plank road which is easier to walk on.

After turning a few corners, I saw a young man who was manipulating a drone.

He looked like a young college student, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his hair was a little long. It looked like he hadn't gone to the barber shop for a haircut for at least three months.

A sketch easel was placed beside the young man, and most of the paintings on it had been completed, but the young man was looking up at the drone in the sky at the moment, and his attention was not on the painting.

Of course, the young man didn't pay attention to other pedestrians coming and going on the plank road.

Wen Xu is also one of the pedestrians.

She passed the young man and left. Suddenly, Wen Xu stopped and turned back.

really weird.

Wen Xu always felt that something was wrong.

The youth's painting is a sketch of Jiuding Peak. To be honest, the youth's sketches are very beautiful, with exquisite proportions and details. It can be seen from the preface that the youth is "restoring" the Jiuding Peak of Jinding Mountain with sketches.

but……

The more Wen Xu looked at it, the more strange he felt. He always felt that there was something missing in the painting, as if a naughty child secretly erased a piece of it with an eraser after the young man had painted the painting.

This is……

Art processing?

Xu Shiwenxu was too focused on "watching" the masterpiece of sketches in front of him, and the young man's attention was finally withdrawn from the drone in the sky.

The young man looked at Wen Xu and said with a smile, "Ten yuan, thank you."

"What?" Wen Xu was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of the young man's words, "Ten yuan for this painting?"

Still take a look at ten yuan.

The young man obviously did not expect the price given by Wen Xu to be so low, this time it was the young man's turn to be stunned, and the young man smiled and said, "A painting is one thousand yuan, and a glance at it is ten yuan."

Wen Xu didn't bargain with the young man, but said: "You haven't finished this painting yet."

"It's almost there." The young man put down the remote control of the drone, picked up a pencil, brushed two strokes, and wrote his signature on the blank space of the sketch, "Okay, we can pay now."

"...I suspect you are teasing me." Wen Xu pointed to the cliff of Jiuding Peak in the painting, "Is there a little detail missing here?"

"What detail? A tree?" The young man unhurriedly opened the tablet and found a photo to show Wen Xu, "Sorry, I'm a realist, if you can find out the relationship between this sketch and this photo If there is anything different, then I will give you this sketch for nothing."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, why should I lie to you."

"Okay." Wen Xu nodded, and immediately began to compare the photo on the left with the sketch on the right, "The tree on the plank road of Jiuding Peak has fifteen branches instead of twelve; the stone path under the tree The upper right corner of this stone step is broken, but it is not reflected in your painting; there are six people sitting in the pavilion, but only five in your painting, and you did not draw that the lady’s right shoelace is loose, as well as……"

Every time Wen Xu mentioned a difference, the young man's face darkened.

The young man held back, but in the end he didn't hold back, and said with a blushing face, "It's outrageous, why don't you find fault?"

"Aren't you looking for it?"

"Okay, okay, don't look for it, don't look for it, I'll see you off."

Wen Xu didn't go to pick it up immediately, but instead looked at Jiuding Peak opposite.

Wen Xu's glance made the young man's expression even worse, "What's the matter? You think I can't draw well, so you don't even want to have it?"

Wen Xu said, "Lend me the paper and pen, thank you."

Good guy, someone actually wants to challenge himself, the young man stepped aside and said, "All right, all right, you draw."

Wen Xu held a pencil in his hand, turned over a new page of sketch paper, and drew directly from top to bottom of Jiuding Peak.

Wen Xu's sketching level is not very aesthetically pleasing, but at least he can hold the pencil steadily.

The young man tilted his body, looked at Wen Xu's masterpiece, and the corners of his mouth twitched again and again, "Hey, how many 3D printers have you used? Your painting style is rare."

Wen Xu didn't speak, but continued to draw intently.

The contempt in the young man's eyes was gone, replaced by uncontrollable amazement, however, he soon felt strange, "This..."

The young man was surprised and said: "This proportion is wrong. How can the cliff of Jiuding Peak be so big? You can change it to one-fifth of it. Did you draw it wrong?"

(End of this chapter)