The abnormal daily life of a painter

real or fake? ?As the person who drew the angel, if there was something left, he would have been able to discover it then... right?

Staring at the imprints on the drawing paper, Zheng Yichen quickly revealed a look of surprise, and as he looked carefully, the faint imprints on it gradually became clearer. Although it is a painting, this painting seems to have become a 3D dynamic state , a 'lifelike' seated angel.

When you don't look carefully, it seems that everything doesn't exist anymore.

"Damn it." Zheng Yichen muttered, he didn't know that his paintings could have such residues?This is definitely not his reason. If there is a problem, it must be caused by the unstable area of ​​the old capital, or the drawing paper has been affected by the believers of the Shenyaohui, and this change has occurred. .

The starting price is 5000 million. If you take this painting, you will have the opportunity to directly feel the power of God. Maybe you can also research the power related to God from it, and get the capital to become a god. Can't find anything out of research.

As long as this piece of drawing paper with imprints is related to the divine manifestation, it still has a huge collection value, and action is worse than action, and those who have ideas quickly bid...

Under Zheng Yichen's numb gaze, the starting price quickly doubled.

Chapter 081 The lingering ghost

"What do you think about it?"

"I'm numb." Zheng Yichen looked at the rising auction price, his face was numb. Although he couldn't draw a second same painting, he saw that this used drawing paper was auctioned. At this price, I am still quite entangled in my heart.

This piece of drawing paper is also of high quality, but no matter how high-quality it is, it is just drawing paper. It is not so rare to get a piece of paper for tens of thousands of dollars here in the old capital.

"I think after you stand up and promote yourself, you will be completely famous in the old capital."

"Then I was blocked by people every day? A group of people made trouble every day, forcing me to paint this or that?" Zheng Yichen rolled his eyes. He was not interested in this kind of fame. He looked at the people who participated in the auction. The soul musician was a little bit tongue-tied.

This 'girl' who seldom bids turned out to be a super-rich woman beyond his imagination. In the crazy soaring bidding, some people couldn't bear it anymore and gave up the bidding, but the soul musician was still strong.

"After you become famous, you can come here according to your own preferences." Flinder smiled, but she knew very well why Zheng Yichen was stable until now. This guy has a Black Holy Grail in his hand, and the Black Holy Grail still needs to be used. What remains after the appearance of God.

That thing is not as exaggerated as the Divine Appearance, but after it is related to the Divine Appearance, no one will think about taking risks to try the power of the Black Holy Grail. Even if it has been a long time since the Divine Appearance event, whether the Black Holy Grail still exists, At present, no one knows except Zheng Yichen.

Even if there is no more, no one can guarantee whether Zheng Yichen has used up the Black Holy Grail, and hung up a 'counterattack' BUFF for himself. Whoever targets him will die first. This unreasonable BUFF, if the person who did it is backlashed, that's okay. Easy to solve.

But just as Zheng Yichen said, the backlash he made with the Black Holy Grail is not aimed at the person who did it, but the real mastermind behind the scenes... It's like a weapon of cause and effect, even if the power of this thing is currently in doubt, no one will do it Big death.

At least until there is a way to resist this influence, those powerful people will not take the initiative to jump out. At present, no one knows what mechanism the Holy Grail drawn by Zheng Yichen operates.

As far as Flinder knows, some people want to buy some holy grails from Zheng Yichen for research. Zheng Yichen used to put those things in his prop shop as groceries and bought them for 100 yuan each. 30 yuan.

But what really matters is not the 30 yuan back, but the process by which the Holy Grail works.

However, there is no such thing as the holy grail in Zheng Yichen's props room now. He used to ignore it, but now he can't afford it and is out of print.

Zheng Yichen made a very good amulet for himself, and the validity period of this amulet is after the first person who jumped out to die died.

"No, I think it's better for me to keep a low profile. If there are fewer people who pay attention to me, there will be fewer people who commit suicide." Zheng Yichen said very seriously and cautiously. The more famous he is, the more people who know him, the more people will take risks.

It's two different things for those big bosses to release news deliberately to make people mess with him, and for him to take the initiative to become famous and be insulted by some desperate people.

Those who deliberately released the news of the former will be finished, and a group of people who have thoughts about him like to hear the words of the latter, watching some people forcefully die.

Such a result is simply too unfavorable for him, so the best choice is to leave the old capital overnight and immigrate to the new city, and never have any connection with the old city in the future.

"Anyway, you're right." Flinder rested her chin and watched the fierce bidding in the venue. Not to mention the collection value of the drawing paper with imprints, the benefits that can be obtained by studying that kind of thing alone are worth it. People who come here make an investment.

The old capital is an unstable domain, and it is difficult to research things with normal results in other places. It is not difficult to research some new results here, not to mention that the drawing paper involves divine manifestations. If it is possible to research What about the fruit that comes out to make people gain the power of God?

It's so worth trying.

The starting price was 5000 million, and when the painting was finally taken down, the price doubled almost twelve times. Zheng Yichen thought that the price could be even higher if it wasn't for someone's scruples.

The soul musician gave up bidding when the price of this thing rose to [-] million, and there were only a few people left to bid. Zheng Yichen felt that those people were very familiar in the circle of the old capital.

"This price is outrageous!" Zheng Yichen was a little dizzy when he left the auction.

"What's so outrageous." Flinder said with deep emotion. As one of the people who watched God's Appearance at the time, she had the deepest feeling for that painting. Is the thing drawn by Zheng Yichen really God? She doesn't know, but such an existence, in their human cognition, is undoubtedly a 'god'.

If it is possible to research that kind of power, is it a loss to spend hundreds of millions to buy the origin of that power?It's very profitable.

"But that painting was painted by me, and I didn't get a dime!" Zheng Yichen was heartbroken!

"...You can go to the seller to ask for money, should you be able to ask for some?"

"Am I shameless?" Zheng Yichen clicked his tongue and stopped talking about it.

Originally, he wanted to get rid of any relationship between himself and any incidents of "Shen Xian", but these things always appeared in front of him inadvertently in his daily life, and he couldn't help but understand and care about them.

Now he is more concerned about how the painting will be processed in the end. Although there are only imprints left on the drawing paper, judging from the special nature of the painting at the auction, the influence of that thing is really not low.

When the explosion sounded, Zheng Yichen dragged Flinder to a nearby obstacle that could be used as a cover. He looked nervously at the source of the explosion, and already held the bone paintbrush in his hand.

This was an attack, the transport truck loaded with the 'Shen Xian' drawing paper was attacked, but this attack was destined to be fruitless, the armed forces near the auction were very strong, this time there was no Something like the Eye of Terror appeared.

As a contraband, it is difficult to bring it to a place with tight protection without a special method. Zheng Yichen has never drawn a new poke ball, let alone a loophole.

The attackers were quickly cleared up in sevens and eighties. The mutilated and broken bodies were scattered everywhere. He looked in several directions. Many of the attackers were killed by snipers. The power of those sniper rifles Huge, none of the attackers who were hit were whole.

At a sniper site, a middle-aged man looked at the people in the front sight, his eyes narrowed slightly, a strong heart palpitation made him turn his gun without thinking, a desperate attacker was shot dead on the spot, watching the scene was shot After taking control, the middle-aged man unloaded the magazine and returned the bullet in the weapon.

Looking at Zheng Yichen again through the scope, recalling the palpitation just now, he exhaled softly: "This information...is too true."

"It seems that many people want this painting." Zheng Yichen looked at the scene under control, and said with some emotion, the attackers were all eliminated, and he didn't need to continue to hide.

"Those people belong to the Godly Glory Society." Flinder said, looking at the broken arm that fell on the ground. There was a tattoo unique to the Godly Glory Society on that arm.

"The ghosts linger." Zheng Yichen spat with some displeasure: "Let's go."

"Go to my house?"

"Of course... no, I want to go back to my home." Zheng Yichen tugged at his collar, he couldn't wait to go back and quickly change into light clothes, and then draw some auction items that he wrote down to enjoy his hands, he couldn't buy them Can't you draw those things that are millions of dollars in size for fun?

"I'll see you another day." Flinder looked at the time, it was getting late after the auction, shouldn't it be reasonable to invite the lady to dinner at this time?

"By the way, it's getting late, how about going to my house for dinner?"

"I think you just want to rub the car and let me take you back?"

"My house is not small. If you think it's not safe to go back at night, you can stay at my house for one night."

"There's so much talking, let's go, do you want to go shopping? I doubt that you don't even have suitable ingredients at home."

So the two of them went to the supermarket.

Back at home, Zheng Yichen couldn't wait to sit in front of the drawing board, turned the paintbrush in his hand, and picked up the unopened syringe next to him. Flinder glanced at Zheng Yichen's actions: "You are getting more and more proficient at drawing blood. gone."

"Practice makes perfect." Zheng Yichen looked around, first drew a gun, and then drew the parasite that sold for more than 200 million at the auction, which Zheng Yi directly threw on the gun Well, when the auctioneer introduced this thing, he explained that it can be parasitic on weapons.

It's just that the nature of this thing will change after being parasitized, and it cannot parasitize things other than the same type of thing. This is also a major reason why this kind of thing can be used 'safely' once it is parasitized on weapons and equipment.

Zheng Yichen watched as the parasite squirmed and deformed after it landed on the gun. Centipede-like tentacles spread and wrapped around the weapon. After the parasite finished parasitizing, the gun had become a half-flesh weapon.

There are still some centipede-like tiny tentacles wriggling on it, Zheng Yichen looked at the "cute" in front of him, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​using this weapon directly, mainly because of hygiene, I didn't like it before A hobby of keeping reptiles.

Thinking that after his hand grasped this thing, those tentacles on it would cling to and even wrap around his wrist, and goose bumps could not help appearing on his arm.

It's really unbearable, such a weapon is still too early for him.

"Wow, what a disgusting little thing." Flinder looked at the gun that Zheng Yichen made, showing a disgusted expression: "You are in such a hurry to get this thing out, will you still cook later? You didn't reach out to grab this thing, did you?"

"of course not."

Chapter 082 Special Guest

Zheng Yichen would definitely not grab such a disgusting little thing, and he will have to eat later, but now that he grabs this thing, it will have a shadow on washing his hands.

Moreover, this gun that was parasitized by parasites looks like there are some thorny things on it. Strong mental qualities.

At this moment, Zheng Yichen really didn't want to prove himself.

"Okay, now that the test is over, hurry up and cook with me."

How delicious can a meal for two be?

Moderately.

It can't be said to be too unpalatable, nor can it be said to be so delicious that it is unforgettable. After eating, you still want to eat it. It's the kind of food that smells the food and not only loses your appetite but feels like you're going to die.

"I didn't expect you to live alone for so long, and you don't have good cooking skills." Flinder sat lazily on the sofa, watching the TV at Zheng Yichen's house, and it looked like a bargain, something to make up for .

"I didn't expect you to live alone, and you can't cook delicious meals." Zheng Yichen said the same words as Flinder, and the two of them started to criticize each other's poor cooking skills when they were full. , when they took care of An Lika before, they always ordered takeaway.

The quality of takeaway in the Second Ring District has always been guaranteed.

"I don't have high requirements for food. It's getting late, go to bed quickly, you don't go to work tomorrow?"

"Of course I have to go to work, and I have to drive back. I'm going to take a shower." Flinder glanced at the time. She will get up early for work tomorrow, and it will take some time to go from the fourth ring area to the second ring area. A change of clothes has been prepared in advance.

In Zheng Yichen's bedroom, Flinder looked at the surrounding environment and nodded lightly. Compared with her home, this bedroom is much worse, but overall it is not bad. After taking a bath, she invited He glanced at Zheng Yichen.

But Zheng Yichen's attitude is quite firm, he directly wants to sleep on the sofa, not like before, Zheng Yichen will respond more or less, like now, it seems that he has this change because she doesn't want to leave the old capital?

Thinking of this, Flinder yawned, and directly skipped the thought. Even if she was right, it didn't make much sense. Although it was not easy for her to leave the old city, it was not very difficult. Zheng Yichen is different, he wants to leave the old capital?

First of all, it depends on whether a large group of high-level officials in the old capital agree. Zheng Yichen has the Black Holy Grail as a special "identity certificate", so that others dare not touch him easily, but this special authority may not be permanent. Once people have figured out the upper limit of the effect of that thing, the result will be different.

A painter of gods... is more special than a soul musician. Who wouldn't want to hold a painter of gods in his own hands? Owning a painter of gods is equivalent to possessing the power of gods.

As for the other incidental parts, others are very eager for it. A holy grail alone can drive many people crazy. From this point of view, Zheng Yichen should thank her well. Without her, she would pass on the news of the Black Holy Grail that Zheng Yichen had in advance. , now a certain boss in the old capital may have died.

Of course, after this big boss dies, other big bosses will definitely continue to work cheerfully. There are already scapegoats, and now no big boss has died. Everyone is afraid of the Holy Grail in Zheng Yichen's hands. This is a kind of Extraordinary balance.

Zheng Yichen can live a good life in the old capital, but if he wants to leave the old capital, it is purely a dream.

"Oh? Breakfast, did you buy it in advance?"

"No, I drew it."

Flinder sat down and looked at the sumptuous breakfast in front of him. The two of them never mentioned what they cooked together yesterday: "I just find it strange that the breakfast you drew can be eaten normally, and it won't disappear after eating. , but can really fill the stomach, what kind of situation is this? Generate matter out of thin air?"

"How do I know?" Zheng Yichen shook his head, he didn't know this, as long as he knew that his ability was very useful.

The remaining ones he wants to figure out don't have the ability, as for generating matter out of thin air? "The things we eat now are my blood!"

"It's weird to hear you say that."

"It's your fault for still eating?"

"Heh, I'm off to work." After finishing her breakfast quickly, Flinder checked the time, picked up her bag and left Zheng Yichen's home in a chic way.

Zheng Yichen didn't clean up the tableware either. These things were drawn and lasted for less than an hour. They will disappear naturally when the time is up. He yawned slightly. He slept on the sofa last night and didn't play games all night. Now he is It's daytime, and I have no interest in playing.

After participating in an auction, he felt that he was a bit obsessed with playing games. Improving himself can indeed improve, and that kind of improvement is fed back to himself by consuming mental power. The fighting skills practiced in the game can also be smoothly displayed in reality. .

However, if it is too much, it is easy to twist yourself. The experience is fed back to his body. His physical condition can also support it, but the physical hardware has not yet been developed. Splitting will not break the tendons, but the process will be very painful.

"Then go to work for a good day, and then ask Flinder to help you look up some information." He planned to ask Flinder to help look up some information about the deceased, and learn some information about the deceased through those information, so as to carry out what he wanted follow-up testing.

Sitting in the empty shop, Zheng Yichen rested his chin and looked at the entrance of the prop shop. As time went by, his expression gradually became sad. Yesterday, a used painting of his sold for hundreds of millions, which also shows that I have lost my important 'worth', but such a self actually has to guard a dilapidated shop with no one... It's just too... Oh?

The crisp bell sounded, and Zheng Yichen immediately lifted his spirits and looked towards the entrance of the prop house. What caught his eyes was a head of soft white hair that poked his XP. It would be even better if the other party's eyes were not black but red.

Pale and delicate skin, delicate black dress and soft hat on the head, under the knee-length skirt are straight legs in white stockings, walking on the road is definitely the most attractive existence, Zheng Yichen wants to find more A secret place customized a pillow of the same style as a soul musician, it's amazing!

When Zheng Yichen was looked at by the other party's calm eyes, that kind of thought was swept away. He had a feeling that he had no clothes on, and that a soul musician would come to such a shabby place like himself. It's so strange, you must know that the 'girl' who is as delicate as a doll in front of her is a rich woman who can call out a high price of [-] million yesterday.

"I want to buy paintings." The soul musician spoke, his voice was soft and soft, and there was a kind of magic that made people subconsciously listen carefully.

"What painting?" Zheng Yichen asked. If it were someone else, he would definitely not sell it. He would sell the finished product, but the person in front of him is a soul musician. He has followed the idol for several years, so he should show some face ... The most important thing is that the other party is very beautiful.

When approaching, Zheng Yichen also smelled a faint fragrance from her that he couldn't describe, it was definitely not a perfume.

"god."

"...It's too exaggerated, I can't do it." Zheng Yichen said immediately, he can draw something special, his current conditions mean that it is easy to draw, even if it is the most expensive piano in the world, but the soul musician's Ask him for nothing.

Are angels gods?Those are just the angels of the Old Testament that Zheng Yichen recognizes, and they are far beyond human beings in terms of personality, but there is a God above that kind of existence, as for other gods?Draw a Sanqing?Will there be some disrespect for their elders?

God of Wealth?The door god's words can be drawn, and Zheng Yichen is deeply impressed by such an existence. Before rebirth, he could always see it every time he returned to grandma's house.

"Any kind is fine, I..."

"Since you are a god, how can you draw it at will?" Zheng Yichen took out a bone brush, dipped some normal ink, and quickly drew an outline on the flat drawing paper, the outline of an angel: "If you want normal paintings, I can draw a bunch of them for you."

"It doesn't make any sense." Since the auction ended yesterday, there have been a lot of counterfeit paintings about "God Appearance", and they have begun to circulate on the black market. It's just one night, and it's only what she can understand. There are more than [-] imitations.

Some look the same as the real ones, even if you stare at them, you feel like seeing the real ones at an auction. The counterfeiting technology in the old capital is also top-notch. Those paintings that looked like real ones were bought back. Angel, don't be surprised if any disguised risk factors are thrown out after a while, it's too easy to step on the thunder.

So she went directly to the residence of the painter of the gods.

Others would not or even dare to come here to the God Painter, because they have other ideas, and the God Painter has the 'protection' of the Black Holy Grail, that kind of thing makes many people with ideas dare not appear in Zheng Yichen easily In front of him, no one wants to be killed by something that seems to be a backlash curse.

She didn't have any unfavorable thoughts about Zheng Yichen, so she came directly to Zheng Yichen's residence. Of course, due to some rules in the old capital, she would not directly explain some "facts" to Zheng Yichen just because she saw Zheng Yichen, otherwise she would use this kind of It's also good to get a good impression on the painter's side.

But here in the old capital, as long as she said some things, someone would know.