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Chapter 40 The Mysterious Man
In the silent night, a strange voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard, which soon attracted several exclamations.

Lin Tianyang could clearly hear that it was the voice of Lin Tianwan and others, and immediately ignored it, he said to Wang Ziyan in a deep voice, "Don't come out!"

No matter who came or what purpose he had, he had to go out.

As soon as he left the room, Lin Tianyang saw Lin Tianwan and the three of them panicked. Uncle Chen guarded Lin Tianwan and Granny Chen behind him, holding a thick firewood in his hand and looked at the man in the courtyard vigilantly: "You If you don't go out again, I will call someone!"

In the courtyard was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, holding a jug of wine in his hand and drinking with his head up in the moonlight. His waist-length hair fluttered wantonly. His long gown, which should have been snow-white, was covered with oily residue and had not been washed for some time.

The middle-aged man drank heavily and lowered his head, so that people could see his face clearly.

He was born handsome and heroic, with clear and handsome eyebrows and eyes like black jade, and his facial features are resolute and stylish, but at this time his face is full of drunken red, and his mouth is covered with sparse beard, which makes him look very sloppy, which matches his dirty clothes.

"You are Lin Tianyang?"

The middle-aged man's voice was muffled, and he smelled heavily of alcohol, which made Lin Tianyang frown even from a distance away.

"Is this the peerless master in the mouth of the painter?"

He looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly, and looked carefully for a long time, but he didn't find the slightest appearance of a peerless master. He was more like a down-and-out drunk on the street.

Although it is far different from the imposing peerless master in his imagination, Lin Tianyang did not dare to underestimate it, and said in a deep voice: "The junior is Lin Tianyang, I wonder what advice the senior can ask me for?"

"It's fine to give advice, but you kid, it's really useless!" The middle-aged man suddenly got a little angry, and shouted in a muffled voice: "This girl didn't even want 60 taels of silver for you, especially on a beautiful night. I came here to look for you, you spent half a day in the same room with her, you can only play tricks, you don't even have the courage to kiss, are you a man?"

The middle-aged man's voice was like a bell, and it was very clear at night. Lin Tianyang's face was embarrassed: Wang Ziyan is still in the room!

"Senior, you came here late at night just to tell me this?" Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he yelled in his heart.

The middle-aged man slapped his forehead, as if he suddenly came to his senses, and said, "I'm so confused by you useless boy, let me ask you, are you Lin Tianyang who became a master at the Plum Garden Art Fair?"

Lin Tianyang was taken aback for a moment, and replied: "It's me, senior has something to do with me."

"Of course there is something, otherwise who would come out to find a man in the middle of the night?" The middle-aged man rolled his eyes at him.

It seems that there is a woman in the house who came out to find a man in the middle of the night...

The terrifying appearance of Wang Ziyan when she was angry suddenly flashed in her mind, Lin Tianyang quickly dispelled this boring thought, and said respectfully: "Senior, please tell me if you have anything to do, this junior will definitely do his best."

"Okay, although you are useless, you are still sensible." The middle-aged man took another sip of wine and laughed loudly: "Since you are so good, I will try my best to enlighten you and teach you how to take care of the house." ..."

"Senior! You haven't said what it is yet!" Lin Tianyang has so much experience, he immediately realized that the middle-aged man was going to drive late at night, and quickly interrupted him with a loud shout.

His posture in this aspect can be said to be very knowledgeable, and he doesn't need anyone to teach him at all, not to mention, Wang Ziyan is in the room, how dare he exchange valuable experience with the middle-aged man at this moment!
"You don't have to worry about anything, just follow me." The middle-aged man was a little drunk, and he seemed to forget what he wanted to say when he interrupted him, and he was about to take Lin Tianyang away.

"Senior, it's getting late at this time, why don't I go with you tomorrow?"

Although there is no murderous look from the middle-aged man, and his strange appearance does not seem to be malicious, but the origin of this man is unknown, and he was rated as a peerless master by Wu Daozi. he's gone.

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled, and said: "Hey, slick boy, this is beyond your control."

Lin Tianyang's heart skipped a beat: I'm afraid it won't be easy to fool around tonight!
"Senior speaks so loudly. Do you really think that Mobei City can walk sideways?"

Lin Tianyang was thinking hard about procrastinating, when Wang Ziyan from inside the room suddenly pushed the door out, her willow eyebrows were bristling, and she looked directly at the middle-aged man with angry eyes.

"Tsk tsk, she is really a beauty, but it looks like a small pepper!" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Ziyan a few times, and smiled happily: "Boy, you will suffer a lot in the future!"

Seeing his cynical look, Wang Ziyan became even more angry, and said angrily, "What's your business? Tianyang won't go with you, so please do it!"

Lin Tianyang pulled her arm nervously, signaling her not to say any more, the man in front of him is called a peerless master by the painting saint, if he is really offended, even if Wang Ziyan is the daughter of the Universal Chamber of Commerce, he can't afford it .

"Hey, she's a good girl, boy, you have to take good care of it!"

Wang Ziyan was stern and unceremonious, the middle-aged man smiled instead of anger, and took a big sip of wine happily, Mochizuki sighed: "There are flowers that are worthy of being broken, so don't wait for flowers without flowers to break branches!"

A heavy emotion suddenly burst out from him, and everyone in the courtyard suddenly became sad, as if a ball of cotton wool blocked their chest, making it difficult to breathe.

"What a terrible mental power!"

Lin Tianyang was the only painter in the room, and his mood was far superior to that of ordinary people. He was the first to escape from this sadness, and looked at the middle-aged man with panic in his eyes.

He didn't feel the fluctuation of thought power, which meant that this middle-aged man was not a painter, and it was not a fantasy created by him to confuse everyone in grief, but a real sadness.

What a terrifying strength to be able to instantly break the state of mind of an enlightened artist by relying on one's own emotions!

Lin Tianyang began to understand why Wu Daozi rated this middle-aged man as a peerless master.

Under the moonlight, the face of the middle-aged man was flushed with drunkenness. His eyes, bright as stars, looked at the full moon in the night sky. There were deep sad memories in his eyes, like the lonely autumn wind, like the sunset on a river.

Painful emotions spread throughout the venue, Wang Ziyan and others fell silent, with tears in their eyes, as if they were touched by something sad.

"This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss."

The middle-aged man sighed deeply, his eyes became clear again, and he was drunk again: "We should go."

Before the words were finished, a breeze suddenly blew up in the arena, and his figure disappeared under the moonlight.

Lin Tianyang's heart jumped suddenly, an ominous feeling arose spontaneously, the nine stars in the sea of ​​consciousness vibrated, and the power of thought was about to surge out, but the figure of a middle-aged man had already appeared beside him.

The middle-aged man appeared silently, as if he had stood there a long time ago, he just reached out and grabbed Lin Tianyang.

Just when this not-so-sturdy palm touched his body, Lin Tianyang was shocked, and the thoughts surging in the sea of ​​consciousness stopped abruptly.

It was as if an invisible barrier suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, firmly trapping the power of thought in place, no matter how he performed the exercises, he couldn't mobilize even a single bit of power of thought.

"What a means!"

Lin Tianyang's pupils shrank sharply, staring blankly at the middle-aged man with a calm smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)