The abnormal daily life of a painter

A holy grail with a pure golden color, the color of the holy grail drawn by Zheng Yichen's blood is not as conspicuous, the color drawn by negative ink is golden and blackish, but this one is brighter.

The Holy Grail drawn with ink on the front, Zheng Yichen looked at this thing with the urge to tear up. This is the first Holy Grail of 'positive energy' ever obtained.

He used it directly, and gave himself a blessing of becoming stronger as usual.

Chapter 092 As long as the reward is enough...

The Holy Grail of 'Positive Energy' is also a Holy Grail. The ink of this thing comes from some felons. Zheng Yichen doesn't have any cleanliness so he doesn't use this thing, but this thing has not existed for a long time. He can prolong the existence of this Holy Grail, but Doing so will inevitably affect the effect of this Holy Grail.

Although it is only a small amount of effect, there is no need to waste the effect on timeliness, it is something that will be used immediately.

"It feels the same as usual." Zheng Yichen waved his fist sexily, the holy grail drawn with positive ink has no additional effect, so what about the holy grail drawn with negative ink?

Try it another day.

"Let's go back." Ling Ling came to the reception room where Zheng Yichen was, and took a look at the clean fruit plate. After eating so many bloodberries, Zheng Yichen's face was not so pale.

"Let's go." Zheng Yichen immediately stood up.

On the way back, Ling Ling seemed in a very good mood, staring at her mobile phone and clicking on something quickly.

Zheng Yichen glanced curiously, it was Yinyou.

He immediately knew that it was not something he could touch, so he yawned and looked away. After returning home, Zheng Yichen picked up the gaming helmet and put it on his head, and directly entered the state of playing games. What happened today It's all done.

It was almost eight o'clock when we got home from Ling Ling, and it was already time to close the store. When playing games, Zheng Yichen randomly clicked on a matching mode. After a few fighting games, he went offline. There is no Holy Grail. Blessing, he can't get excited about playing this game.

It's not that the opponent on the opposite side can't fight, but I can't feel much improvement after hitting myself.

In the evening, I contacted An Lika. The girl looked at Zheng Yichen who was maintaining the video communication with a happy face, and shared what she had learned during this period. She learned a lot of interesting things from the psychic teacher. Knowledge.

And during this period of time, she has tried to communicate with some spirits successfully. Although the communication is a bit difficult, but this step has been taken, and the rest of the road is easy.

"But I still can't imagine what I can do with this power."

"Well...don't care, as I said before, it's better than nothing." Zheng Yichen smiled, said something else and then hung up the communication. They didn't meet each other offline and chatted online. Just sharing some of my recent experiences.

The next day, Zheng Yichen looked at the soul musician who was dressed in the same style as yesterday but with different clothes, and fell into a brief thought. Others said that soul musicians are very cold people, and Zheng Yichen also had this feeling when he first came into contact with the other party. Feeling, but what's going on now?

The soul musician has been here for three consecutive days, what are you doing?

"Is my place so attractive to you?" Zheng Yichen looked at the doll-like girl in front of him. He was a little flattered at first, but now he is a little helpless. Speaking of which, the soul musician has come to him several times, why didn't he bring it to himself? How about some extra customers?

"If you don't attract me here, you will be different. Do you have time?"

"...Of course I have time, I don't have any guests here."

Zero nodded, and chose a small dinosaur statue from the shelf: "I bought it."

"Eighty." Zheng Yichen glanced at the little dinosaur statue, and quoted a price. He gave Zheng Yichen one hundred in zero change, and Zheng Yichen gave twenty in change.

After completing the transaction process, Lingling looked at the 20 yuan in her hand with a strange look on her face, and then she returned to her original calm expression: "What I have to do today is the same as yesterday."

"Oh? Then I'd be happy." Zheng Yichen came to his senses, the same as what he did yesterday. He would have said earlier that he would be satisfied with just taking care of the food. A plate of high-quality bloodberries is not cheap, let alone What's more, when I came back yesterday, I got a few boxes of blood donkey granules, as well as extra ink at my disposal.

And what I paid was only some mental work, this kind of business is too cost-effective.

Yesterday's research institute still used the same character data as yesterday. There are hundreds of character data, and at most ten are used in one day, which means that this kind of transaction can last for more than ten days.

As for ink, like yesterday, Zheng Yichen intends to test the negative ink, but considering that this is a legitimate job, the positive ink is still the main one. The positive emotions of those prisoners were full.

Let Zheng Yichen get enough ink.

This woman...is really suitable to be a wife.

Looking at the filled paintbrush, Zheng Yichen thought from the bottom of his heart that Lingling's music is too easy to affect emotions, and this kind of influence seems to be not a purely spiritual influence, but an influence that makes the target come from the heart, otherwise the quality of the ink is not good enough. will be so high.

With music as magical as this, it's all too easy for soul musicians to cause disaster.

From Zheng Yichen's point of view, her strength means that she can help him obtain high-quality ink casually, and any passer-by can do it. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to find any good ink from just a passer-by.

He really wants to go after the soul musician... Uh, the soul musician has been in the old capital for decades, and the information about how old she is has never been made public. Some information can be found on the website Also just an unknown.

Half a month later, Flinder squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Zheng Yichen who looked very good-looking: "Are you being taken care of by some rich woman?"

Zheng Yichen's face was still pale half a month ago, and some dark circles could still be seen under his eyes. Although his whole body hadn't become round after half a month, his mental complexion was almost the same as before half a month ago.

"Look at what you said, I just worked hard for half a month." Zheng Yichen said cheerfully, the zero-point collection of materials ended two days ago, and Zheng Yichen can be said to have been quite restrained during this period .

Blood donkey granules piled up half a box, and he can keep a lot of positive ink for him to use every day. The effect of the white holy grail seems to be the same as the normal holy grail drawn with his own blood, but after using it for almost half a month, Zheng Yichen somehow felt it. What.

His mental state is getting better and better, not a fundamental change, but an additional optimization on the original basis. This optimization did not substantially improve his mental strength, but it became more tidy. ', the mental strength before this is like books scattered on the bookshelf, although there will be no problem as long as they are arranged neatly.

But now those books have been rearranged and further classified. People who don't understand those books will find them neat and efficient. The number of books has not changed, but the details are quite different.

This can be regarded as an additional effect of the White Holy Grail. In such a comparison, things like the Black Holy Grail may have the opposite effect.

"Are you sure it's a job and not a hangout?" Flinder stared at Zheng Yichen suspiciously.

"I'm not that kind of person." Looking at Zheng Yichen who replied with a smile on his face, Flinder's eyes narrowed slightly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but now looking at Zheng Yichen's smile feels a little dazzling.

"Okay, so you still have to work today?"

Zheng Yichen shook his head: "The work ended two days ago, I wonder if I can find a new job like this."

"...I really can't see that you are still a person who likes to work." Flinder's tone was a little unbelievable.

"As long as the work can be paid exactly the same, that's not unacceptable." Just as Zheng Yichen finished speaking, a crisp bell rang, and the two looked at the entrance of the prop house at the same time, and there was a guest coming.

"It's really unusual for a place like yours to have guests..." Flinder paused immediately after looking at the people who came in, and turned to look at Zheng Yichen in disbelief: "What's going on?"

The identity of the painter of the gods was a semi-secret only known to the upper echelons. This identity did not turn Zheng Yichen into a big star, and there would not be too many intersections between him and soul musicians.

"The guest is here." Zheng Yichen looked at Ling Ling who had arrived: "This is Flinder, my nurse friend."

"Hello." Lingling nodded slightly, and Flinder, who was watched by Lingling, raised her eyebrows slightly, avoiding Lingling's gaze.

After Ling Ling said hello, she continued to say to Zheng Yichen: "Do you have time? There is someone who needs your help."

"Same as before?"

Lingling shook his head. Hearing that, Zheng Yichen was much less interested. He still likes the job of collecting materials from Lingling. If he changed to something else, it would mean that there might not be much extra ink to use. There is enough ink to use in the past half a month. , the feeling of not having to draw your own blood is simply amazing.

"Then let's go." It's not a matter of collecting materials, but it shouldn't be a small matter for Lingling to go there in person, right?He said to Flinder again: "Are you waiting for me at my house?"

"Forget it, since you have something to do, wait for the next appointment." Flinder waved her hand, Ling Ling's attitude towards her was very flat, Flinder came to find Zheng Yichen, and didn't take it with her Invite her.

"What's the matter, when did this guy become so popular with women?" Flinder looked at the car going away, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "How did the painter of the gods get along with soul music recently?" Home is so close? I don’t know?!”

Flinder put away her mobile phone. It would be fine if the soul musician and the painter of gods knew each other normally, but it would be different if they knew each other in their corresponding identities.

"Toss it, you still want to leave the old capital like this? In the next life!"

The pink Beetle started and departed faster than usual.

This time Zheng Yichen went not to the place in the [-]th Ring District of the [-]th Ring District, but to a residence in the [-]nd Ring District. This place is not far from Ling Ling's home. The owner of the house is an old woman who is sitting in a wheelchair and being cared for. The old grandma had many tubes inserted into her body, and her body was very weak, and she maintained her life with a large amount of drugs.

Is this the person Lingling said needs her help?

Chapter 093 The Material Is Gathering Information

"She is dying." Ling Ling came to the old woman's side, stretched out her hand and gently held the old woman's old bark-like palm. Even if someone touched the old woman, she didn't react too much, she just moved slightly. The eyeballs showed that she still had feelings.

But the granny looked sluggish like dementia.

"You want me to draw her?" Zheng Yichen looked at Lingling in surprise.

Zero nodded.

"Understood." Zheng Yichen didn't ask too many reasons, and agreed directly. He also didn't ask Ling Ling why he didn't take him to get ink in advance, but came here directly since he was going to do this kind of thing. It is enough to carry a syringe with you to draw your own blood.

Seeing Zheng Yichen who was getting ready, Lingling adjusted a tube inserted into the old man's body, and a new liquid medicine flowed into the tubes that were slowly flowing into the old man's body. The old man with a demented expression slowly fell asleep.

Uh, of course it's not dead, it's just asleep.

Zheng Yichen held the paintbrush and waited for Lingling's next words, Lingling took out a photo: "Draw this."

"Oh, big beauty." Zheng Yichen looked at the woman in the photo and then at the sleeping old man, and he could only say that the power of time is really ruthless.

With a reference object, Zheng Yichen draws very fast. After the general outline is drawn and the details are perfected, a portrait is completed: "Should I avoid it?"

"No need." Ling Ling shook his head.

Zheng Yichen lightly shook the drawing paper in his hand, an illusory shadow quickly formed, and a brown-haired woman with a very good figure appeared, and the woman slowly opened his eyes, some of which were as dull as those of an old man, but This sluggishness quickly dissipated over time and was replaced by normal clarity.

"..." After the look in the brown-haired woman's eyes returned to normal, she looked at Ling Ling's expression and said, "You still haven't given up."

"I'm very lucky." Ling Ling said softly, she thought she was very lucky, she was not sure what state the brown-haired woman drew by Zheng Yichen before, but after the brown-haired woman appeared in this young state, she Just know that the other party is not the young state he once was.

Man is still the man he is now, only in a youthful form.

The young body freed her from the troubles caused by injuries, and her state of thinking returned to normal. Unlike the main body sitting in a wheelchair, her thinking was sluggish, her memory was missing, and her life was like a candle in the wind.

Painter of God... If his body is not that of an ordinary person, then what is the difference between him and a god?

"Do you know what it costs?"

Lingling shook his head: "There will be no price to pay, and a long time has passed."

Lois looked at the old man in the wheelchair, and the moment she saw him, she knew that the old man in the wheelchair was herself. She didn't know why she could maintain this form of existence. It was obviously not the power possessed by Lingling. If there is no fourth person, if it is not zero-zero ability, it will naturally be the young man sitting in front of the drawing board.

Her memory at this moment is also a little... fuzzy, or a part of it is relatively fuzzy. This kind of fuzziness is concentrated in the second half of her life, while the first half is still very clear. In her memory, because of The cause of the injury, the thinking gradually sluggish.

This process is slow, and her memory includes the slow process of thinking becoming sluggish, and the unclear part is the time when she is completely unable to think independently, but the current state of this body is when she was never injured Yes, the physical condition is very good, so that part of the fuzzy memory can be sorted out reluctantly by her, but it is not enough to put it together completely.

The main body can still receive external information in the state of injury, but the brain cannot process the external information, so it is naturally difficult to preserve all of it.

Now Lois can judge from those vague memories that a long time has passed, and she is going to die of old age after a long time.

Lois came to her own body, reached out to touch the old face, the touch was very real and under the touch of the slightly callused young fingers, forming a stark contrast: "This feeling is really indescribable."

"I think so too." Lingling nodded in agreement. Zheng Yichen's power can already be regarded as a top existence in the old city. That's included, and can be even more expressive on that basis!

Others may not have such a high evaluation of the painter's ability, but Lingling has a new understanding of Zheng Yichen's ability, so the evaluation will naturally go up.

"How long can I live?"

"...One month." Lingling said a number, which is the limit of Lois's body. She has suffered serious injuries before, and her brain has also suffered additional trauma. Her body functions have declined severely, not in the old city Her technology is advanced enough, she simply can't live so long.

But no matter how advanced the medical technology is, extending his life to the present is already the limit.

"Then how long can I exist now?" Lois looked at her hands, and had to say that when there was a sharp contrast, she still felt very emotional when she looked at her young self. The state of being basically zero... might as well be dead.

But the ability to make herself feel like a dream but still exist in reality, and have the strength of a normal body, is somewhat beyond her imagination.

Ling Ling looked at Zheng Yichen, and Zheng Yichen said a number: "Two hours, it was originally a test operation, I didn't reserve that much time."

"It's not easy for you." Lois showed a gentle smile to Zheng Yichen. Lingling's strength is special enough, not to mention Zheng Yichen's state, her state can be 'restored' to become young and powerful status, what about someone else?

"..." Zheng Yichen felt as if he was involved in something again, he looked at Ling Ling, and wanted the woman to give him an explanation.

"Let me understand some things well first." Lois said, her memory is still a lot of fuzzy, but those fuzzy parts are concentrated after she sat in the wheelchair, those memories are not very important, The key is to make up for the lack of understanding of external information after the injury.

"I'm ready, I'll explain the rest."

Ling Ling handed her mobile phone to Lois, and Lois glanced at Zheng Yichen and Ling Ling briefly, pulled a chair over and sat down: "Ha~ Then I won't worry about it."

And Zheng Yichen looked at the old man in the wheelchair and Lois sitting down, how should I put it, after his own strength has been well developed, this kind of operation, not to mention eye-catching, feels very hard to describe.

When Lois completed the missing information through Ling Ling's mobile phone, Ling Ling talked to Zheng Yichen about something about her.

"I have been looking for traces of an organization. Although that organization has been shattered on the surface, I can confirm through investigation that the organization is still good so far, but I can't find any more traces."

"I'm a soul musician in the old capital, and I don't need other people to monitor me. Many people pay attention to me when I travel daily, let alone further investigation."

Is this the helplessness after being famous?Zheng Yichen was a little tongue-tied when he heard Lingling's words. Because of her fame, she would be watched by people, not to mention her every move. In terms of travel, as long as she went out, people would definitely pay attention to her. Thinking about it, I didn't receive anything at home. Is the blade a kind of luck?

Ling Ling's main purpose was to completely destroy that organization, but she was unable to conduct further investigations. It was not until she met Zheng Yichen that she made a further breakthrough in the investigation. Lois was the person who was related to that organization at the beginning.

"I can live up to now, it has nothing to do with my current state." Lois interjected when Lingling said this, and she glanced at herself in the wheelchair: "If a brain is broken, no one can take care of it. Old woman, who cares?"

Lingling's mobile phone is spinning in her hand, and the information she learned through the mobile phone is mainly the general situation of her lack of information in these years. It has been nearly 20 years since she was unable to think normally, and Lingling has become Well-known musicians and big stars existed in the old capital and even outside the old capital.

With such an identity, if there were no accidents in her previous organization, it would be a normal planning process.

"..." Zheng Yichen was digesting the information provided by Ling Ling, and a flash of light flashed in his mind: "Did you collect information during this period to collect information?"

He would think of this because he thought of what Lingling said before, the dead will take away many secrets, but he can take those secrets out of the mouth of the dead!

Lingling was looking for those dead people when he was collecting materials, and among the dead people he drew, there was Lingling who wanted to find, no, it was the person who Lingling wanted to take out the secret from the other party's mouth.

"Ah~ Can you just keep this matter from me? I'm just an ordinary person who wants to leave the old capital." Home fits his XP well.

But he is not a joker, he likes to make troubles, it is not a problem to confess this kind of thing to himself after he leaves the old capital, even if he waits for himself to get an immigration certificate and tell him after he settles in the new city!