Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 237 The Scholar Is Crying
After finishing the painting, he inscribed words on the side of the scroll, and finally put the judge's pen on the pen mountain, took out the seal of the King of Reincarnation from his pocket, and pressed it on it.

Scholar used to paint, and every time he finished painting, he stayed where he was and ignored it. He probably didn't pay much attention to this painting.

The people around me finally finished the painting, and left another batch. After the painting was dry, I put the painting away. This painting should be worth some money!

"Is this painting for sale?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses asked, looking like a very connotative person.

I glanced at the scholar, and the scholar said: "My paintings are only sold to those who know how to appreciate paintings."

When the man heard this, he stepped forward to open the painting, and said something that I couldn't understand at all, such as "spiritual charm first in painting, temperament first when discussing poetry". After finishing speaking, the scholar rolled up the painting and gave it away for free. this man.

I hated it from the sidelines, so I took a little bit more or less. Letting him paint is just to earn some money for me.

After a while of compliments, the man took the painting away.

The scholar turned to Xiaoxi and said, "Miss Xiaoxi, come and try!"

Xiaoxi let out a cry before realizing that the scholar asked her to draw one too.

The onlookers sighed that such a young girl can also paint, and there are also people who are looking forward to the destination of this painting.

Xiaoxi has been learning these things, I don't know if she draws well, anyway, I think she is already very good!
After hesitating for a while, Xiaoxi also took the scroll, and began to draw on it with a scholar's pen.

The scholar kept staring at Xiaoxi, and the people around started to take pictures again, lamenting that the two of them had a temperament, they completely ignored me, and they knew that I was not a refined person just by looking at me.

When Xiaoxi was halfway through the painting, the stroke of the pen stopped for a while, and she was a little hesitant about how to draw the next stroke.

The scholar originally had an expression of approval on his face, but now he frowned slightly. Fortunately, Xiaoxi continued to draw after a second, and when it was almost the end, he stopped again. This time he stopped for a long time, I don’t know why pen to paper.

"A person who conveys the spirit has a vivid charm. Painting pays attention to a word from the heart. Freehand brushwork means to express the heart. If there is nothing in the heart, the painted things will become false."

The scholar's language was very serious and solemn, and it was the first time I saw him talking to Xiaoxi like this in a long time.

Xiaoxi felt a bit bitter on her face. She was forced to do so, so she didn't want to paint at all.

Seeing that Xiaoxi was still hesitating, the scholar stretched out his hand to hold Xiaoxi's hand, and moved slowly, regardless of the ancient suspicion of men and women.

Xiaoxi was a master of heaven, and when the scholar touched her, some smoke invisible to the naked eye also rose from his hand.

Xiaoxi was taken aback for a moment, but then she calmed down and watched the pen tip moving on the paper seriously.

After finishing the transaction, the scholar did not let go of Xiaoxi's hand, because his head was lowered, and his face was covered by the hair hanging down on his forehead, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Obviously the painting was finished, Xiaoxi wanted to pull out her hand, but the scholar held it tightly.

I also frowned, the scholar is definitely not such a rude person, something must have happened.

"Just a little while!" Xiaoxi twitched her hand again, but the scholar didn't let go, and said, "Just a little while!"

His voice was very deep, completely different from before. It used to be the unruly youth, but now it was full of sick oldness.

"What's wrong with you?" I stepped forward to find out.

The scholar turned his head and stared at Xiaoxi. Xiaoxi was panicked, and gradually became afraid of writing.

The people around didn't know what happened here and were still watching.

I still couldn't see the scholar's face clearly. After getting closer, the scholar let go of Xiaoxi's hand and said, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

Even after walking so close, the scholar still lowered his head, unable to see his face.

"Zhang Yuan, remember, you want to become the strongest person in the underworld." The scholar suddenly spoke to me, but his head was still lowered, "This is not only your destiny, but also my long-cherished wish."

"you're uncomfortable?"

"When you were in the underworld, you forgot to take the paintings I gave you. I brought them to the yang world and put them in the cabinet of your house. You can arrange them freely." It was already trembling slightly after exerting too much force.

I frowned, and was about to bend down to see what happened to the scholar, but he said: "My time is up, I'll wait for you in the underworld, don't read!"

Before I could react, the painting on the ground suddenly disappeared, along with the scholar himself.

The people around screamed for a while, and then scattered, and everyone showed fear.

Didn't even say goodbye, just left?
I was stunned for a while, and I couldn't accept it for a while. Isn't the time he said at 45:[-] tonight?
Xiaoxi still knelt there with a dazed face, still in the same posture that the scholar left just now.

"He...he..." Xiao Xi looked up at me, with disbelief written all over her face, and said intermittently, "He cried... cried!"

……

I wanted to take him to see the customs of the world while painting, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

What Xiaoxi said at the end shocked me to the point that he would cry?But why?

Just like a dream, the onlookers didn't dare to think about it, and Xiaoxi and I couldn't believe it either. We could only go home, feeling that everything outside was not real.

When I got home, I washed my face with cold water, then ran to the cabinet and opened it.

There were more than a dozen scrolls standing in the cabinet. I took them out and opened them for a look. They were all the ones I asked for in the underworld.

He left just like that, feeling lost. If there was a communication method between the underworld and the underworld, I would definitely contact him without hesitation and ask him what was going on.

For some reason, when I got home, a sentence kept popping up in my mind, the seemingly heartless person actually hurt like hell!

Xiaoxi was frightened by the scholar's behavior today, she started to be in a daze as soon as she got home, her eyes kept rolling, thinking about something.

I also felt a little depressed. I always thought that he was a carefree person. Even when he told me that he was a person with a story, I just took it as a joke, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Really answered that sentence, every strong person will have bitter setbacks behind him, the reason why he can be called a strong person is just to hide those things.

The scholar is gone, but life still has to go on, and I still have my own mission.

The scholar is right, only after all the troubles are solved can he be entitled to enjoy the stability, the current temporary stability will only create more troubles.

I packed my bags and prepared to head to Qiyun Mountain.

This time it was a long journey, no longer across counties, but across provinces, so I was fully prepared.

Early the next morning, I took Xiaoxi and left this stable home.

Her hands were activated by Ang Lee, and her eyes were activated by the hair-eating ghost. Since then, as long as she can be exposed to sunlight, moonlight, yin and yang, her body will change.

Otherwise, with the strength of the scholar's soul, it would not dissipate at all when holding her, and it would not be able to defuse Chen Yuming's attack at all.

She has become stronger. She used to be an oil bottle, but now she can at least protect herself.

This made me lament how time flies. If possible, I would rather she is still the little girl who doesn't understand anything, and I am also the writer who rushes to write the manuscript day and night.

After traveling for two days, we arrived at the province where Qiyun Mountain is located, and settled in a hotel at night.

She has improved a lot in the past few days, but she is still in a daze from time to time, and occasionally asks me what's wrong with the scholar.

I didn't know how to answer, so I could only say: "He is going back, probably because he is reluctant to part with us."

Obviously this answer was not convincing enough, she stared at the window in a daze again, remembering the answer by herself.

I looked at Xiaoxi's serious face, sat next to her, and said, "The scholar once said a word to me."

"Ok?"

"He said he thinks you like him." I said, after thinking about it, it seems that there is only one answer, but they have only met for a few days, and they haven't even figured out what each other likes, so they won't develop so fast. After saying this, he immediately denied the answer. The scholar is not such an abrupt person.

When Xiaoxi heard my words, she asked me a little scared: "Is it because I opened an umbrella for him?"

I was stunned, I didn't know how to answer, and I didn't like the heavy atmosphere, so I jokingly said: "No, he told me that he said that you look like someone he liked before, so he likes to tease you. Of course I can't bear it."

After hearing what I said, Xiaoxi patted her chest, her shoulders trembling slightly: "It's okay, I'll feel guilty otherwise."

"What are you guilty of?"

"It's like this in TV dramas!"

I gave her a blank look: "Stop watching those mindless TV shows in the future."

"Oh!" Xiaoxi puffed her mouth and said, she could see that she was relieved. Before that, she always thought that the scholar left because of her, so she was depressed all the time. Like the scholar, she was too fraternal and didn't want to hurt anyone. People, this is an advantage, but a handful of parts is a disadvantage.

In fact, until now, I haven't figured out any reason why he reacted that way when he left. I can only ask him when we meet next time. Others can't guess it at all.

Let Xiaoxi stay in the room at night, and I went out alone to find out the location of Qi Yunshan.

Qi Yunshan was famous among them for comparing prices, and after only asking a few people, they knew the exact location of Qi Yunshan.

There is indeed a Taoist temple on Qiyun Mountain. Someone went to it yesterday, and the incense is flourishing inside, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

The scholar said that Qiyun Mountain is one of Wang Zhenyu's strongholds, so I'm sure that Qiyun Mountain is definitely not as harmonious and stable as it appears on the surface.

I sold one of the scholar's paintings for a good price, at least enough for us to eat and drink for two months.

In fact, I have been reluctant to do this, after all, it was given to me by a scholar.It's just that I haven't worked for a long time, and I have no money for a long time. There is no other way. Otherwise, Xiaoxi and I will have to sleep on the street. I have nothing to do. Can Xiaoxi do it?
(End of this chapter)