Resigned!Who made me awaken the Lingzhi space?

Chapter 15 Jinding Mountain (4)

Is it wrong?

Is it really just a wrong drawing?

If it's just a wrong drawing, why is there a slight difference between what you see with your naked eyes and a camera, and what you see with your spiritual consciousness?
It seems to be covered with a layer of tulle, vaguely, but not clearly.

The long-haired young man watched from the sidelines. He heard that this was the first time he had seen this painting method in his life. The girl in front of him was simply a humanoid 3D printer. She was so inhuman. How did she do it.

The young man was curious, but Wen Xu stopped writing at this moment.

When the young man was cold, his long hair, which was simply tied up, became messy under the blowing of the mountain wind, and became more and more unruly. He looked at Wen Xu in surprise, "Why stop, why don't you draw?"

Wen Xu glanced at the towering Jiuding Peak in front of him, and a voice came out of his heart: I can't continue painting.

Otherwise, something will happen.

This idea came up without warning, like a drop of cold water falling into a hot pot, without reason, but it makes people have to look sideways.

Of course Wen Xu could choose to ignore it, but Wen Xu chose to respect his intuition.

Without him.

On the cliff, there are two huge characters carved with knives and swords, which cannot be seen by the naked eye, cannot be photographed by the camera, and cannot be found by the drones that come and go.

Only when Wen Xu uses his consciousness to release it can he detect it.

Then the preface has reason to believe that it is not simple.

Hearing the urging voice of the long-haired young man beside him, Wen Xu quietly picked up the pencil again, and quickly drew a lot of bamboo on the cliff of Jiuding Peak. It didn't take long before three or five giant pandas appeared Beside the cliff, standing or standing, lying or lying down, and sitting on a tree branch as tall as a human being, slowly tickling...

"..."

The long-haired young man watched Wen Xu turn a realistic sketch into a cartoon stick figure, and froze in place for a moment. After several seconds, the young man came back to his senses.

Failure! Failure!
The long-haired young man held back and held back, but finally he couldn't hold it anymore. He shook his head and looked at Wen Xu with difficulty, "You... um..."

He considered the words for a while, and continued: "Your sketches are good, and stick figures are also good, but don't you think these two don't go well together?"

Moreover, where did the giant pandas come from Jinding Mountain?

It's just nonsense.

It is indeed blind painting, but it is not a big problem, "I paint my heart with my strokes, as long as I am happy."

The young man pointed at the giant panda in the painting with a distorted expression, "So, are you making something out of nothing here?"

"Then who can refuse Fluffy?" Wen Xu put away the paintings, and by the way put away the Jindingshan sketch that the long-haired youth said to her just now, "There are no giant pandas in Jindingshan, but this hinders Do I draw a few heads in the painting?"

"You're so arrogant," said the long-haired youth, "You're sketching."

"I'm not a realist." Wen Xu just wanted to cover up the outline of Jiuding Peak that she had drawn before with her spiritual consciousness, so it was like this.Wen Xu plausibly said, "This is my artistic creation."

"is it?"

"Yes!" Yan Yue?What is Yanyue, why is there the word Yanyue on Jinding Mountain, Qinglong Yanyue Knife?Wen Xu rolled the painting into a paper tube, and she looked at the long-haired young man, "Don't you think that after the giant panda is painted, the whole picture will be lively?"

Hehe, as long as you are happy.

The long-haired youth said speechlessly: "It's quite lively."

Wen Xu didn't care what the long-haired young man thought, since he decided to stand still and find a suitable time in the future to find out, Wen Xu would not continue to stay in Jinding Mountain any longer.

Wen Xu looked at the long-haired youth, "By the way, how do I pay?"

The long-haired young man was taken aback, "What are you paying for? My sketch? No, I mean what I say. If I say I will give it to you, I will give it to you. No money is required."

Although Wen Xu's final painting was difficult to describe in words, as Wen Xu himself said, it is true that with the addition of a few small animals, the cold Jinding Mountain really became more lively all of a sudden.

Wen Xu said, "It's the pencil and sketch paper I just used."

"???" What the hell, how much money can there be?Look down on him?

The long-haired young man's face darkened, "100 yuan."

100 yuan?

Too expensive, so I used paper and pen.

But it was also said in Yin Qi Jue that if you don't owe favors for the matter of cultivation, you don't owe favors.

Wen Xu looked at the long-haired young man sincerely, "One knife, ten yuan."

When she is spending money recently, she can save a little bit.

"..."

Don't speak, when he should.

Wen Xu saw the long-haired young man standing still, it must be very long-winded to ask him to get the payment code, but fortunately Wen Xu had banknotes in his hand.

Forget it, for the sake of his straightforwardness, she should add a little too.

Wen Xu gave twenty.

Long-haired youth: "..."

Wen Xu took two paintings and walked away happily. On the long plank road, only the long-haired young man was left disheveled in the wind. He gritted his teeth, "Good guy, don't let me see you again!"

……

Sometimes things in the world are so irritating, things that you don't want to happen happen unexpectedly, and people you don't want to see happen to meet again.

Early the next morning, the long-haired young man opened the door, and the remaining drowsiness in his sleepy eyes disappeared instantly.

The long-haired young man only felt that his eyes hurt badly, "Why is it you again?"

Wen Xu also thought it was a coincidence, she smiled and looked at the frowning young man in front of her, "It's you, coincidence."

The long-haired young man frowned. He stood in front of the door and looked at Wen Xu unhappily, "Are you asking about me?"

Is it possible...

If the unhappiness on the long-haired youth's face had any substance, it would become thicker and thicker like ink that was drying.

Wen Xu was stunned, a little confused about what the young man said.

What did she ask him for?
She doesn't buy paintings.

Wen Xu guessed that the long-haired young man might have misunderstood something, so he explained the purpose of coming, "Are you the grandson of Uncle Wu? Sun... hello, hello, is Uncle Wu here?"

This person did it on purpose.

Don't think he didn't hear it, she was scolding him on purpose.

With a dark face, he said, "You are looking for my grandfather? Why are you looking for my grandfather?"

Oh, it's the grandson.

Wen Xu smiled and said: "I'm here to send flowers. The camellias that Uncle Wu asked me to look at before are no longer a problem. I'll send them back to him."

send flowers?That's it?
of course not.

"Is Uncle Wu not here?" It doesn't matter if he isn't there, Wen Xu felt that it was the same with Uncle Wu's grandson: "My flower shop will open early next Saturday, please tell Uncle Wu that a new store is opening, [-]% discount, if you are free, please come and join us."

That's it?

Old Wu's grandson Xu is just getting up, some strands of hair are due to static electricity, wishing to leave the scalp of Wu's grandson and fly to the sky.The young man pressed his curled hair, "...address."

(End of this chapter)