Mr. Wen looked at several ancient calligraphy and paintings very carefully, and made a sound of approval while looking at them, and said that the origin of each calligraphy and painting was not bad at all, just like Mr. Wen had seen the process of each ancient calligraphy and painting, and he couldn't help but be admirable!

In the end, Mr. Wen picked up the fan that didn't look very eye-catching, and when Mr. Wen folded the fan, his hand couldn't help trembling slightly, his eyes were full of excitement, and his mouth kept talking to himself: "How is it possible? How is it possible? How can there be Li Taibai's real handiwork?"

Mr. Wen said to himself that he had to have a cup of tea, and then he returned to normal, holding the folding fan and looking at it carefully, for fear of missing a trace, and the expression on his face was like a gold ingot really falling from the sky......

Seeing Mr. Wen's obsessive and loving appearance, Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, smiled and said, "Mr. folds this fan, it seems that he cherishes it very much, somehow?"

Mr. Wen didn't seem to hear it, but just looked at the folding fan in his hand obsessively......

A little, Mr. Wen's voice was a little excited: "Meng Gongzi, the old man also treasures a lot of ancient calligraphy and paintings, as long as Meng Gongzi likes anything, you can take it, and the old man is willing to exchange this folding fan!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, laughed and said: "Sir's words are wrong! The folding fan is a gift from the villain to Mr., how dare you ask for Mr.'s things in exchange!"

Mr. Wen didn't believe his ears a little, and looked at Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, in surprise, and said, "What?

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, nodded and said: "How dare the villain deceive Mr., but there is still one thing to ask for, and I hope that Mr. will not refuse!"

When Mr. Wen heard that Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, really gave him a folding fan, his thin face was full of joy and said: "Meng Gongzi, don't bluff me, such a precious thing, although the old man really loves it, how can the old man win the love!"

Feng Wushuang said: "The sword is given to the hero, the wine is paired with the beauty, it is a great joy in life! Since Meng Gongzi has the heart to send the folding fan to Mr. Yu, why should Mr. refuse! What's more, Meng Gongzi still has something to ask for, Mr. Don't have to refuse, this thing is in the hands of Mr., so it can match with Mr. Dacai, and the villain is here to congratulate Mr. first!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, hurriedly hit the snake with the stick, and said with a sincere face: "This thing fell into the hands of the villain, and let it be contaminated with the vulgarity of the villain! Besides, I still have something to ask for, and Mr. don't have to be upset!"

When Mr. Wen saw that Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said with great sincerity, the joy on his face increased greatly, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes on his thin face seemed to be smiling: "Since this is the case, the old man will be disrespectful! I don't know what Meng Gongzi has to ask for, as long as the old man can do it, he will never refuse!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "Actually, this matter is not difficult for Mr., but in the hands of the villain, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, so I have to ask Mr. to give him a wonderful hand!"

Mr. Wen said: "But do you want to paint when you are old?"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "Yes! I just need Mr. Danqing to paint a picture, but it's just a little difficult!"

Mr. Wen said: "What is the difficulty of painting a decaying painting? I don't know what Meng Gongzi wants to paint? flowers, grasses, insects, fish, or landscapes?"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "What is it, the villain doesn't understand it now, so please take a look at it yourself!"

After Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, finished speaking, he pointed to the iron box on the table and said, "Sir, please look!"

Mr. Wen was initially attracted by a few ancient calligraphy and paintings, and really didn't pay attention to the iron box with ancient calligraphy and paintings, but now he looked closely, and his face did not change, put away the smile on his face, and carefully inspected the iron box in a serious manner, and sighed slightly: "Meng Gongzi's problem is really a bit troublesome!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "Mr. Mo Fei can't ...... either"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, was only halfway through his words, and Mr. Wen had already waved his hand and said, "No, it just takes some time, but the old man is still completely sure that he will not disappoint Meng Gongzi and return!"

When Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, heard Mr. Wen say this, he felt that half of the big stone that was pressing on his heart fell, and said secretly: Almost!

Mr. Wen waved his hand and ordered: "Breeze and bright moon, quickly enter the room and study ink and set up the drawing paper, and the old man will paint!"

Qingfeng Mingyue The two little guys are extremely well-behaved, and they turned their heads and entered the thatched house with a promise!

Mr. Wen then said to Long Feiyun: "I have to trouble this little brother to bring the iron box into the room!"

Long Feiyun smiled slightly and said, "Mr. is polite, how dare the villain shirk!"

Mr. Wen said: "But Meng Gongzi, the three of you have to be wronged, wait outside, and after this little brother goes in, put down the iron box and come out immediately, as long as the two little guys are in the room!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "This is natural! Mr. painting, how can he be disturbed by us and other laymen!"

I don't know when the moon quietly appeared in the sky, the breeze blew through a little cool, from time to time there was the sound of insects and frogs chirping in the distance, the lights in the thatched house were beating, I saw the figure of Mr. Wen kept shaking, and the shadow reflected was pulled by the light for a long time......

The four of Long Feiyun outside the thatched hut all had a calm look on their faces, and they didn't seem to be anxious at all, and the time had passed quietly for more than half an hour......

Suddenly, Mr. Wen in the thatched hut kept his body, let out a burst of Qingyue laughter, and then only heard a sound of footsteps, Mr. Wen walked out first, holding a painting in his hand, followed by Qingfeng Mingyue and two little guys......

At this moment, Long Feiyun's eyes showed a hint of joy, and they were even more excited in their hearts......

You must know that if the secret on the iron box is cracked, then the veil of the mysterious Zhuge Gang will be revealed, and Long Feiyun and the others can not be like blind people in the blue sky and daylight, but passively let the Zhuge Gang lead the way and be controlled by others everywhere......

This kind of thing, no matter how calm Long Feiyun and the others are, they can't help but be a little excited in their hearts, not to mention that the two little girls with phoenix wings and wind tips may still be in the hands of Zhuge Gang, and they may be able to suffer less torture one day earlier, how can Long Feiyun and the others not show joy on their faces?

But is it really that simple?

But when Mr. Wen spread the painting in his hand on the table, Long Feiyun and the others still felt cold in their hearts, could it be that Mr. Wen's painting was not exquisite enough, or not careful enough......

Neither!

Mr. Wen's paintings, every grass, tree, and stone, are as lifelike as the real thing, and in terms of painting alone, Mr. Wen's paintings are perfect, but the scenery on this painting is so ordinary that anyone can see it anywhere......

In the painting, it is an ordinary valley, with flowers, grass, woods, and a few big stones, which is really hard to see.

In fact, the most frustrating thing is to steal the king of the king Meng Sanxing, this time the king of stealing the king Meng Sanxing not only boasted of Haikou, but also took his treasured things, so how can the king of stealing the king Meng Sanxing not be depressed?

When Mr. Wen saw Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, and the others, his eyes first showed joy, and then his eyes were dim, and he smiled on his thin face: "Meng Gongzi, what do you see from this painting?"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, and several people are people who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, how can they not hear the meaning of Mr. Wen's words, and in an instant, Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, showed a hint of joy in their eyes, and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, stood up and saluted deeply: "The villain really wants to see something from this painting, and please give me advice?"

Mr. Wen waved his hand and said, "Sit down and say!" He sat down first, and then said, "Although I don't know where this painting is old, but the scenery in this painting is indeed a bit famous, and a few people don't even see it?"

The old drunkard thundered and drank a little, and looked at the painting with drunken eyes, and really couldn't see any difference, such a valley is simply as much as a cow's hair in the world, and what is the difference, and secretly said in his heart: Could it be that Mr. Wen is embarrassed to take the folding fan of the dead thief, and deliberately said something unfathomable to coax us, if this is the case, Mr. Wen has broken the calculation and offended us, if he offends the dead thief, I am afraid that Mr. Wen will hide those good things himself, and there will be nothing left!

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, knew Mr. Wen's personality very well, and knew that Mr. Wen would never deceive himself, so he stared at the painting very seriously, but he still couldn't see why!

Feng Wushuang frowned slightly, but he felt that every grass, every tree, and every stone in the painting were vividly painted by Mr. Wen, and the delicate brushwork was a must, which was definitely a wonderful pen in the world, but I couldn't see anything strange!

After a while, Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and he smiled slightly: "Sir, the villain doesn't know anything about painting, but the villain feels that there is something strange, I don't know if to talk about it?"

Mr. Wen laughed and said, "The little brother can see the strangeness, so it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, and Lei Dongtian, the old drunkard, know Long Feiyun too well, this kid has a few catties and taels in his stomach, and the two know best, but Long Feiyun can see the strangeness, the two of them will never believe it, both of them put their hopes on Feng Wushuang's body, if you talk about the origin of family learning, how can Long Feiyun and the three of them not be compared with Feng Wushuang!

Who knows, as soon as Long Feiyun opened his mouth, he almost shocked the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, and the old drunkard's thunderous jaws!

Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and said, "The trees, flowers, plants and stones in this painting seem to be composed according to a unique method, right?

Mr. Wen said: "Yes, the children can be taught! Yes, it is a special method that is used, can the little brother see what method is used?"

Long Feiyun said: "It seems that the method of gossip of the five elements has been used!"

Mr. Wen said: "Yes! Every grass, every flower, every tree, and every stone in this painting has its wonderful use.