Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

It's no different from other flower shops, but the difference is that the flowers in this shop are not so gorgeous, but rather dim.

"Two guests, what flowers do you want?"

An old woman in her seventies walked tremblingly on crutches.

Su Yin looked at the other party, without any cultivation base, just an ordinary person, but he was certain that the sacred skeleton of the painting saint Wu Daoxian was on her.

Su Yin said: "Let's take a look first..."

Although I really want to take away the sacred skeleton, I have no grievances with the other party, and I still can't do it directly. You must find a suitable reason, or if the other party is willing to make a bid, buy it directly.

"Look at those two first. I burned some water in the stove and turned it on right away..." The old woman shook her head and walked in slowly. The curtain shook and disappeared from her sight.

"Her flowers don't seem to be bright next door, why are you here?"

Feng Qiqiu looked over suspiciously.

I don’t know if it’s this old lady who has limited flower planting skills or the variety of flowers is not good. The style of the entire flower shop is a bit dark and gray.

Buy flowers, naturally the more beautiful the better.

"Don't you think there is a problem with these flowers?" Su Yin said.

Feng Qiqiu looked around in confusion, "What's the problem?"

Knowing that although the other party has raised flowers, they have not reached the point of sophistication, Su Yin explained: "These flowers lack vitality and nutrients. They seem to be feeding something... wrong!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Yin realized something and hurriedly walked to the interior of the flower shop. Before he could go far, he heard the sound of a whining wind.

Dozens of thorny vines suddenly rushed out from under the flowerpot, stabling straight towards the two of them, like a whip drawn into the air, full of power.

"Ghost grass?"

With raised eyebrows, Feng Qi Qiuyu flipped his hand, and a ball of flame spewed out.

Crackling!

The vines burned in the fire, making a crisp sound, and then more vines rushed over. In an instant, the entire flower shop, like a big octopus, kept waving its paws and attacking others.

Su Yin waved his palm, cut off a few vines, and continued to rush in. In the blink of an eye, he came to the door curtain and hurriedly opened it.

On the stove in the florist's room, a kettle was beeping sharply, but the room was empty. The old woman just now disappeared, as if she had never seen it before.

"what happened?"

Feng Qiqiu also realized that something was wrong at this time, and burned all the vines with a fire, and came to the front.

These ghost grasses were fine against some golden immortals, and they had no effect against monks like her who were comparable to saints.

"She has the sacred skeleton painted by Saint Wu Daoxian..." Su Yin's face was blue.

"This…"

His pupils shrank, Feng Qiqiu understood why the other party had come here, and raised her eyebrows: "Chasing!"

The two rushed out of the room at the same time, floating in the air.

There are crowds of people all around, and there are all kinds of people, but without the old woman just now, it seems to have evaporated from the world in an instant.

"How can you run so fast?"

Feng Qiqiu couldn't believe it.

From the time the opponent enters the curtain to Su Yin speaks out the problem, the ghost grass attacks, there are no more than five breaths in total. If you fly away, it will definitely attract the attention of others and reveal the traces. If you walk, you will never exceed the line of sight. How could it be possible? , Can't find anything?

The most important thing is that they didn't say anything and didn't use their cultivation bases. How did the other party detect something wrong?

"It's a good guess. This one is often chased and killed. When we entered the flower shop, he was not like a flower buyer, and you didn't deliberately conceal the power of your blood! This aroused suspicion."

Knowing her thoughts, Su Yin said.

Feng Qiqiu, as a strong Phoenix clan, even if he suppresses his breath, the bloodline power that makes the white bird bow his head still exists. If the opponent's cultivation is at the pinnacle of immortality, he will definitely be able to detect something wrong.

When I found something wrong, I immediately let the ghost grass attack, delaying time, and turned around and fled, this one, really decisive.

Even Su Yin didn't expect it.

"Then what to do?"

Feng Qiqiu looked over.

"She escaped very quickly, and she was hiding well, but I didn't know that I was looking for it not based on her identity, but based on the saintly skeleton!"

Not in a hurry, Su Yin circulated the sacred road in his heart. After a while, his eyes turned to one side.

What appeared in his sight was a river, a woman wearing a lavender dress, holding a round fan in her hand, standing on the bow of a awning boat, with a slight smile on her face.

It's very beautiful and immortal, just like a lady in a painting.

call!

Without any hesitation, Su Yin shook slightly and landed on the bow. Feng Qiqiu was a little confused, but still followed.

There was a trace of panic in the woman's eyes, but she quickly calmed down, and Yingying saluted: "I don't know the son, what's the matter with the slave?"

"You know what I mean, and you know it's not our opponent!"

Su Yin smiled slightly: "Don't think about running away, I can buy the things in your storage ring, or I can pay the price you want, and put it in your hands. With the current situation, you can't succeed. "

"I don't understand what the son said..." the woman said with an awkward smile.

"You must understand. At the flower shop just now, didn't you escape quickly?" Su Yin chuckled.

"you…"

The pupils shrank, and the woman trembled lightly.

Seeing the change in her expression, Su Yin said: "Your current appearance was drawn. The painter is good and the response is first-rate. Unfortunately... I seem to know more about painting than you!"

"You are really amazing..." snorted, and the woman's voice was somewhat similar to that of the old woman just now.

"painting?"

Listening to the conversation, Feng Qiqiu was a little curious.

"Whether the old woman or this woman just now, is not her real appearance, but drawn with a pen..." Su Yin explained.

The makeup of the previous life can be fake and true, so that people can't tell, let alone the strong painter.

"Fleeing for so long, I didn't expect to be arrested. This time, I admit it..."

The woman sighed, squeezed her fingers lightly, and the storage ring appeared on her fingertips: "I'll give you something, just let me go!"

After finishing speaking, with a flick of her finger, the ring flew away with a "Woo!" sound, and she herself, as she turned her body, "Puff!" She dived into the water, and the next moment, the fish disappeared.

"Oops…"

Unexpectedly, this guy was so decisive. Feng Qiqiu turned around and flew over to store the ring, grabbed it in the air, and pinched it at his fingertips.

Su Yin shook his head: "Don't look at it, it's empty..."

"empty?"

Feng Qiqiu was stunned, his divine sense spread inside, and he saw the storage ring, empty.

Throwing an empty ring, while they were distracted, diving to escape... This scheming and decisiveness is admirable.

"Since I know it's fake, why don't you stop it? I jumped into the water, hiding my breath, and it's not so easy to find it again..."

The divine consciousness stretched out and looked around, but found nothing, Feng Qiqiu couldn't help saying.

Everyone guessed that she was slamming her, why didn't she stop it? As long as you stop for a second and react to it yourself, you can easily leave it behind!

"Don't worry, I said, I'm looking for her, not for her appearance or body shape..." Su Yin smiled faintly.

For him, as long as the other party doesn't throw away the sacred skeleton of the painting saint Wu Daoxian, no matter how many times he puts on makeup, no matter how many times he puts on it, it is useless to hide.

Instead of leaving, Su Yin turned around, came to the stern position, squatted down, and looked into the water: "Why, don't you come out yet? Do you have to let me catch you?"

Feng Qiqiu was full of doubts and was about to ask him what he was doing. Then he saw a figure that hadn't been detected in his spiritual sense just now, and a figure slowly emerged from the water.

It was no longer the maid just now, but a middle-aged boatman, wearing plain clothes. The most important thing was... coming out of the water, the clothes didn't have any drops of water.

"This..." Feng Qiqiu's eyes widened.

Let her in the water without getting her clothes wet, she can do it, but in just a few breaths, she becomes another person, which is incredible.

The most important thing is that if it weren't for Su Yin, who could sense the painted sacred bones, the other party could hide in the bottom of the ship and wait for them to leave before drilling out.

In this way, no one would have thought that she would come back, and she was still a boatman!

"I'm very strange, how did you find me?"

The boatman came to work overtime, no longer the panic he had before, but looked over in confusion, obviously, she didn't understand it either.

After stealing the sacred corpse, she had been hunted down for many years. With this method, she had escaped an unknown number of dangers, even if the saint was no exception, she never expected that she would be completely defeated in the youth.

"Can we talk about it?"

Without answering her question, Su Yin smiled and said: "You should understand that we are fully capable of killing you and taking things away!"

The boatman was silent.

No matter how she pretends, the other party can see through her identity, and this alone cannot escape.

If you really want to be malicious, this young man can easily beheaded without that one shot.

As the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, practicing painting is almost the weakest.

"please!"

Su Yin greeted.

The boatman didn't say much, but when he came to the cabin, the three of them sat down separately.

"I know that the skeleton of the painting saint is in your hands, let's talk about it, how can you give it to me!" Su Yin said.

"You are very direct!"

The boatman sneered, the man's body and the woman's voice looked very weird: "I stay in my hand, it may impact the painting saint, then do you think, at what price can I afford it?"

"If you don't, you will die!" Su Yin said.

"You threaten me?" The boatman gritted his teeth.

"Not a threat, but a fact!" Su Yin said.

"You..." the boatman was silent.

Indeed, the other party seems to have a good temper, but in fact this is a Dao dispute, killing people are all commonplace, I really don't give it, I really dare to kill.

"I saw that the face you painted, although it can be fake and true, but lacks a spirit. It is a good guess. When you paint, you should not be sure of Shen Yun. Even if you continue to put the sacred bones in your hands and want to break through, It’s hard to succeed!"

Su Yin flipped his wrist, and a scroll appeared in front of him: "This painting is made by me, with a charming technique of painting. If you copy a few times, you should be able to go further in the painting!"

The boatman frowned.

She sees a lot of this kind of people. They look kind, but they are actually more shameless than direct snatching. The latter, at least, bears notoriety, and this kind of person wants fame and something... The hypocrisy is extreme!

You don't need to look at it, but you also know that this painting must be very ordinary, not to mention painting the sacred bones, maybe even her flower shop can't change it.

However, under the eaves, people have to bow their heads, life and death are under the control of the other party, no matter how bitter the medicine is, you can only swallow it down by pinching your nose.

"Okay, I admit it!"

With a cold snort, the boatman did not open the picture scroll, but flipped his wrist and a skeleton appeared in front of the two of them.

There is no flesh and blood, just a skeleton, exuding the charm of painting.

"Let's go!"

Unexpectedly, this pair of skeletal bones could be obtained so easily, Su Yin grabbed it lightly and put it in the storage ring.

Feng Qiqiu nodded, and the two of them got out of the awning boat, ripped apart the space, and disappeared into place in the blink of an eye.

"Hey!"

Seeing them leave, the boatman sighed, his eyes full of loss.

After stealing the painting sacred bones for so many years, I thought I could have a chance to peek into the realm of the saints, but now it seems that I still underestimate the heroes of the world.

However, this kind of treasure has been on the body for more than a thousand years, and today is completely relieved.

"I don't know what garbage painting is..."

His eyes fell on the scroll that the other party had placed in the cabin, and he was about to throw it away. After thinking about it, he opened it slowly.

call!

The content of the picture scroll immediately appeared in front of my eyes.

It is a grassland, where a few sheep are grazing quietly. It looks very simple, without much rendering and pen and ink, but it fully shows the vastness of the grassland, giving people a sense of majestic and spaciousness. .

boom!

There was a shock in his mind, and the boatman seemed to have entered the picture scroll in an instant and entered another world.

The weeds are low, the white birds are galloping, and the fresh air makes a sip, which makes people feel calm.

"This is... the universe in the painting? This, this..."

His lips trembled, and the boatman trembled.

She is Wu Yuechou, a strange woman painter with a sharp and weird style in Xue Shao's mouth!

Although the understanding of painting Dao hasn't been sanctified yet, it is not much different. Even so, seeing this painting, I still almost lost Dao Xin!

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I thought that what the other party gave was just a junk. I never dreamed that it was this thing...

For her now, the value is far greater than that of bones.

That is to say, the other party is a sincere exchange, not a fool, a hypocrite, on the contrary, her villainous heart saves the gentleman's belly.

"I know exactly how many works there are in the life of the painting saint. There is absolutely no such one. Could it be that he really painted it himself?"

Thinking of the boy's words, Wu Yuechou hurriedly looked at the inscription on the picture scroll, and then saw a line of handwriting-on the third day after leaving the forbidden place, written in Yinxianju, Su Yin!

"Su Yin?"

Wu Yuechou froze in place, her eyes drifting: "Is that the boy?"

(Today's fifth update, 20,000 words broke out, Lao Ya did not disappoint everyone, is there a monthly pass?)