Chapter 34 The Scholar's Doubts

Duan Rong came to the case of Naqing's thin scholar, and deliberately cough twice.

The thin scholar raised his head and placed his pen on the pen bed in his hand, and said elegantly, "Is this guest written a letter on behalf of?"

It seems that most of the scholars are written on behalf of the scholar.

It's just this kind of life, this can make a few people.

"I want to see the painting. I recently built a new house. The house was thinking about hanging the painting as a decoration." Duan Rong replied with a smile.

The thin scholar came over immediately and asked, "Do guest officers want landscapes? Or do they want a martial arts picture?"

Painting sells a lot of income, far more than writing letters.

If you really sell it, you can add a meat vegetable today.

"Let's take a look." Duan Rong paced to the painting behind the scholar, and looked carefully.

Because he has swallowed the spirit of the lady's night banquet, he now also has the primary state of Dan Qing's wonderful pen.

After digestion and absorption of this state, the vision naturally has.

As soon as Duan Rong looked at those paintings, it was clear that this scholar was not a style with the beautiful beauty of the Spring Palace.

His martial arts picture is better than the lady's picture.

It seems that every scholar has a knight dream in his heart!

"How much silver?" Duan Rong pointed at one of the paintings and asked.

The painting was a young knight, waving a sword to learn martial arts, and the back was strange stones and bamboo forests.

This is just an ordinary painting, but the painting is quite artistic.

At first sight, Qinglian scholar pointed at the painting, and his eyes suddenly brightened. This painting was the most proud work in his painting career.

"This three -dollar silver." The scholar of Shi Shi pressed down the throbbing of his heart and said calmly.

In fact, his paintings are often a money silver, but somehow he said subconsciously, he said three money.

He did not want to merge, but was subconsciously reluctant to sell this painting.

"Let me wrap it up." Duan Rong said.

"Ah ..." The scholar was stunned.

Duan Rong took out the three money silver from the inner pocket of the placket and handed it to the thin scholar.

Qinglian scholar looked at the silver in Duan Rong's hand, and suddenly his face turned red, and said, "Ah ... no, no, in fact ... so much!"

"Didn't you say three money?"

"Yes ... little student ... just said wrong ... a money, just one money ..."

Duan Rong was slightly froze, which was too honest.

No wonder the scholars are sour, and the silver money at hand is still allowed.

Duan Rong stuffed Sanqian Yinzi into the hands of the scholar. "Make pride, reluctant?"

The scholar was stunned by Duan Rong, and quickly said: "The guest officer chose this picture at a glance, which is also an expert, not buried."

Duan Rong laughed: "Then don't give me up."

"Wait a little."

The thin scholar originally watched Duan Rong's short dress, and thought it was Wen Mo's rough person, but only when Duan Rong said, he broke his mind. It can be seen that his person really has a vision for the painting. The selection of this painting is not accidental.

Qinglian scholar took the painting down and rolled up.

During this period, before Duan Rong paced to the book case, he found that the book case was an unfinished landscape.

Although there are only half, Duan Rong has also judged.

This scholar's strokes are good landscapes and workers, but they are not good at the ladies.

I am afraid this is not a matter of ability, but because of the heart.

It seems that this person is also a person who is ascended and elegant.

Duan Rong suddenly saw the pen on the pen bed.

Duan Rong's eyes moved, and he reached out and took the strokes up, and said silently: "Read the spirit."

Overwhelm: Wolf Mao Mao Pen

Equation equivalent: first -order.

Deviny requirement: Hosting Mental Power Level 1 (satisfaction)

Deviny effect: transportation strokes like God's junior

As soon as Duan Rong looked at the set of data in front of him, he smiled slightly and said silently: "Devour!"

The thin scholar packed the painting and handed it to Duan Rong.

Duan Rong put down the pen, reached out and picked it over, and Ji Li resigned.

The thin scholar sent Duan Rong to leave, and he didn't know if he could still draw it again in this life.

Some things are actually accidental gifts, but forced.

The scholar Qing Sheng secretly shook his head, smiled slightly, and walked to the book case, re -held, preparing to finish the landscape drawing that was not finished in front of him.

As soon as the thin scholar fell into the pen, he stopped, and snorted, and looked at the pen in his hands doubt.

The wolf was still a hairy pen, and when he was married, his wife bought it with him.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Because of his love, he has been using this pen for the past two years.

After a long time, I just hand, every time I hold a pen, if there is an arm.

But today, there is a bit of jerky.

The thin scholar scored the pen, looked at the texture of the pen holder, and confirmed that it was the original pen.

"Strangely, is it the picture of the young warrior, am I restless?" The thin scholar showed a strong doubt in his eyes.

Suddenly he remembered that the guest seemed to move his pen when he wrapped his painting.

"There are so strange things in the rivers and lakes, maybe ..."

The thin scholar raised his eyes and looked at the street, and he had disappeared. Duan Rong's figure ...

Duan Rong walked across the street with that roll, and suddenly thought: "Read the spirit."

: Junior warrior map

Equation equivalent: second -order

Devouring requirement: The host spiritual power level 2 (not satisfied)

Devouring effect: Godlike Brushstrokes, Primary, Occasional Mastery

Duan Rong looked at the data in front of him and was stunned.

"This..."

"It can't be devoured!"

"How could it be a second-level weapon spirit!?"

Duan Rong didn't touch every painting hung by the scholar, wouldn't that be "touching" again?

But he still touched one of the paintings and read the weapon spirit. That was a first-level weapon spirit, and the devouring effect was only Godlike Brushstrokes, Primary.

Duan Rong looked at the devouring effect, Occasional Mastery, Primary, and suddenly understood.

This painting is the result of the scholar's extraordinary performance, so it is so brilliant and unique.

"No wonder he was reluctant to sell this painting. It was a masterpiece that he got by chance. I'm afraid he can't paint at this level again."

"However, fortunately I swallowed the spirit of his wolf-hair brush. Otherwise, I would have to go to his place again. Wouldn't it make people suspicious?"

Duan Rong read the spirit of the wolf-hair brush just out of curiosity. When he saw that it was the same as the spirit of the painting he read before, he swallowed it directly.

Duan Rong went to the shop selling four treasures of the study again and replenished a batch of rice paper and dyes consumed yesterday, and then took them back to the escort agency.

When Duan Rong walked back to the escort agency, it was just the 3:00 pm.

When he walked through the martial arts field, he saw many escorts standing or practicing various routines, but Duan Rong turned and walked towards the dormitory.

He had to sleep to digest the spirit he had just swallowed.

Zhao Mu was standing in the martial arts arena. He had been standing there for two hours. He had just finished his training and was about to have a cup of tea to rest when he saw Duan Rong walking by.

Zhao Mu immediately shouted enthusiastically: "Rong boy, where are you going?"

"Ah... It's Master Zhao Mu. I... am going to the dormitory to sleep." Duan Rong smiled and turned to walk towards the dormitory.

Zhao Mu's eyes were full of suspicion and he looked up at the sun.

"It's a good time in the day... Going to the dormitory to sleep... This kid, is his brain not good recently..."