Outside the Treasure Pavilion, Zhong Yue looked at Zhang Sanzhangsi who was staring at him with big eyes and small eyes with some confusion, and he was also confused, he looked at the plaque and looked dizzy, is this thing very surprising?

The head of the Zhang family pursed his lips and said: "This plaque is the treasure that the ancestors found when they traveled to the historic sites. The three words of 'Treasure Pavilion' are written by the pre-Qin Fa Shengli Si, and the words are beautiful, don't say that ordinary people like Gongzi are like us, even we dare not look directly at them, it seems that Gongzi is talented. ”

Zhong Yue looked at the two old men strangely, the more they talked, the more mysterious they became, really fake, they were talented at a glance at the plaque?

"Before, I thought that the young lady chose the son to enter the dragon pool because she fell in love with the appearance of the son, but I didn't expect the son to be talented and intelligent, it seems that compared with the third son of Wu Zhong, the son is not bad. ”

Zhong Yue smiled, "I heard that the three sons of Wuzhong are all strong people in the Squatting Feng Realm, and they have not yet entered the Dao in the lower realm, how can they compare?"

The second housekeeper complimented: "Definitely." It is not easy to be a late bloomer, among the four sons of Wuzhong, these three people entered the Tao before Zhang Changshi's condensation, and sang all the way, and the penmanship was perfect and entered the squatting front, at that time, the grass sage was still a scholar in cloth, and was laughed at by the people of Jiangdong, and the name of the fourth son of Wuzhong was also laughed at as the third son of Wuzhong plus a stump. However, no one thought that just ten years later, one night, the wind and rain were raging, and Zhang Changshi became a saint overnight and became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. ”

"Entering the saint overnight?" Zhong Yue was shocked in his heart, this system setting is too buggy, he is a player who has never enjoyed the treatment, there is actually a certain NPC like playing a legendary private server, brushing to the full level overnight???

"That's right, Hanmo, Squatting Feng, Fashu, and Sanctification, all in one go, to achieve the name of Zhang Dian!"

This is indeed a synonym for Zhang Xu's wild grass. Upside down, even in history, the evaluation of Zhang Xu's historical masters is the same. Li Bai has a poem: "Zhang Dian's old age and death are not enough, and I am a teacher of righteousness and not of the ancients." ”

When he heard that the cloth was sanctified overnight, Zhong Yue admired Zhang Dian even more.

"Zhong Gongzi?"

"Huh?" Zhong Yue came back to his senses.

"It's getting late, let's go in and pick up Mobao. The lord and the young lady have agreed, and they can borrow a volume of Childe's Shengqian Mobao, which is the only exception in Xingzhu City, and I hope that Childe will seize the opportunity. ”

"Thank you for me, Master and Miss. ”

The second manager smiled: "If you can become the uncle of the Zhang family, they are all a family, so you don't need to be polite." Maybe the son is gifted and can see the holy seal characters of the law, and enter the saint in this treasure pavilion overnight, then this dragon pool does not have to go, and it must be the Zhang family's dragon fast son-in-law. ”

Zhong Yue looked at these two old men pouring ecstasy decoction with a word, and he became even more vigilant, he didn't plan to insert the door upside down, and wanted me to work for the Zhang family......

Although the copy is good, indulging in the game is Zhong Yue's own pot. Watching the two old men walk to the Treasure Pavilion and open the door with the key, Zhong Yue stepped forward.

"Childe came in with me. ”

As soon as he entered this treasure pavilion, Zhong Yue felt the atmosphere of simplicity.

"There are a lot of sage taboos here, so don't look at it at will, so as not to be hurt by Mo Yun. ”

With such a reminder, Zhong Yue didn't look around. The door to the Treasure Pavilion was shut, and the oil lamps were lit, and the attic was lit up in an instant.

"Such an attic with calligraphy and painting classics is most afraid of open flames, so many lights, aren't you afraid of fire?" Zhong Yue asked with some curiosity.

"It's not a bother, the lights here are all paintings, not oil lamps. ”

Zhong Yue was secretly surprised, it seems that the family of saints has a profound background.

He followed the two old butlers to step on the wooden ladder, circled several times, and almost dizzy himself, only to reach a certain layer of treasure pavilion, as for the first floor, Zhong Yue did not count in detail, it seems that from the outside, this floor should not be so high, it is very likely that some kind of obscuration method and other maze mechanism was designed.

"Childe, since it's borrowing, there must be a rule. ”

"You say so. ”

"There are still ten days before entering the Dragon Pool, and the son can come here every day to borrow the view, but take out the treasure pavilion ......"

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, "The note that Miss made there before, it was borrowed, how did it become a borrowed view?"

Zhang San smiled, "Miss is young, naturally I don't know the value of the Holy Ink Treasure, and the son is a cloth cloth, and the husband is not guilty of his crimes, if he is brought out of the Treasure Pavilion, in the Star City, although the law and order is good, but it is inevitable to encounter some ruthless people, this ink treasure is taken away, and it is not our Zhang family that hurts the son." ”

Well, you naturally have to listen to this in reverse, even if you die as a rookie, I'm worried that this treasure will be taken away......

He could only mourn Lao Gou in his heart for three minutes, and the authorities were exhausted, but people didn't let him take him out of the Treasure Pavilion, and you didn't have a problem.

"Oh well. ”

The two managers of the Zhang family took Zhong Yue to a display case, and Zhong Yue looked at it, and the painting scrolls were hidden in the wooden grid, hundreds and thousands, countless. Seeing this scene, his little heart fluttered.

You must know that there are very few authentic works handed down by painters like Zhang Seng Miao in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. What is known to exist in the world today is only the picture of "Five Stars and Twenty-Eight Nights", which is still on Thief Island. If you take it all for yourself, bring it to reality.

Zhong Yue swallowed.

Rich?

It's a windfall! But thinking that this system is virtual, Zhong Yue is a little skeptical. Can you take out the contents of the dungeon?

"Childe?"

"Huh?"

The second housekeeper saw Zhong Yue's stunned appearance, and understood that so many ink treasures were indeed too shocking for a young man, so he said: "Although this place is coveted by countless people, there are many taboos here, and if we are not careful, we will also be hurt by the sage Mo Yun, so Gongzi must remember not to act rashly." ”

"Naturally, there are so many sage ink treasures, can you lend me them all?"

The two elders glanced at each other, shook their heads and smiled: "Childe, you only have ten days, and you can't chew more than you want." ”

Zhong Yue sighed secretly, this is already very clear, borrowing one is enough to give meaning.

"The ink treasures before the saints are the painstaking efforts of a generation of saints before the enlightenment, and most of them are not revealed. The ancestors of the main family traveled all over the world before they were handed over to future generations for safekeeping, otherwise they would never have been so easily revealed. ”

"Then how do you choose?" "If you don't show him it, you can't just give one to deal with it, right?"

The chief manager smiled: "Look at fate, we can only tell Gongzi that the four columns on the left are the things that my ancestors became famous, the dragon picture before the saint, the four columns in the middle are birds and beasts, and the four columns behind are the Buddha pictures." ”

Zhang Seng Miao is good at drawing dragons, but Zhong Yue knows that dragons do not exist. The so-called dragons are all patchwork of birds and beasts, so the birds and beasts are painted vividly, and the natural painting of dragons is also more exquisite.

After pondering it like this, on the contrary, the holy dragon picture that Zhang Seng Miao relied on to become famous is the least worth seeing, and it is not as good as birds and beasts. As for the Buddha, just listen to Lao Gou once.

Although Zhong Yue felt that this Lao Gou was a dog in his heart, he couldn't believe it, but in terms of his understanding of Daqian, he was definitely not as good as Gou Lao Qi, who lived a long time.

"I choose the Buddha picture. ”

The two managers of the Zhang family, who were standing on the side, were stunned again.

"Childe has to think about it. The ancestor of the Zhang family entered the sainthood by painting dragons, and did not choose a dragon picture to see?"

Zhong Yue smiled: "The qualifications are dull, how dare you compare with the saints." I'm afraid that drawing a dragon will not become an anti-snake, so I still choose the Buddha picture to borrow it. ”

The two looked at Zhong Yue approvingly, "Since the son has decided, I won't persuade you." ”

Zhang San took out a bucket-sized rafter pen from his arms and volleyed it into the air.

This is the second time Zhong Yue has seen the so-called Fashu Realm master make a move. This time I was closer, and I was able to see it more closely.

Mo Yun actually condensed in the air but did not disperse, like a droplet suspended in a vacuum. He looked at the pen in Zhang San's hand without stopping, and gradually drew a dragon-shaped picture in the air, pushing it forward.

The whole pattern flew towards the wooden lattice, and when it touched the painting scroll on the wooden lattice, it seemed to enter an invisible barrier, and suddenly it was somewhat deformed.

"Childe, pick and choose. ”

Zhong Yue's eyes swept away, the scrolls were all rolled together, and he didn't know how to choose, so he said casually: "Just the closest scroll." ”

Zhang San had a little ink pen in his hand, and the ink rhyme actually drew the shaft in his mouth and slowly flew back. The scroll fell into Zhang San's hands, he slowly opened half of it, and saw the Shengqian Mobao in good condition, and there was a trace of coveting in his eyes. However, they are all servants of the Zhang family, and they have already sworn to the holy monument, and the oath they swore was stricter than the previous requirements for worship, and it was inviolable to the main family, so the Zhang family would be so relieved to hand over the key to the treasure pavilion and the solution to the taboo to these two chiefs.

"Childe is really lucky. ”

"What's wrong?"

Zhang San handed the scroll to Zhong Yue, "This is the Seven Holy Pictures." ”

"Isn't the Seven Sacred Diagrams the Buddha?"

The second manager on the side smiled: "So the son is lucky." There is a secret room behind the son, and the son can go to the secret room to refer to the details, but the son is a cloth cloth, although the holy ink treasure is not as good as the saint ink treasure, but it is easy to consume the mind after watching too much, or do what you can, and the two of us are waiting outside. ”

"Then there are two Lao, but there is still a reluctant invitation below. Zhong Yue said with some hesitation.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Can you let Zai get closer to this wooden grid, I don't have any other intentions, I just want to feel the luck of the saint. ”

Zhang Sanzhang's eyes showed a hint of caution, but thinking that Zhong Yue was just a cloth cloth, this reason was also very legitimate and reasonable, and they nodded to each other.

"Childe, don't step into that black line, otherwise you will touch the taboo, and even the two of us will not be able to save Childe. ”

"Hmm. Zhong Yue swallowed his saliva and gradually walked towards Mu Ge.

Trample.

Trample.

Trample.

Trample.

Zhong Yue's heart and liver were pounding, and he was getting closer and closer to the two-zhang tall wooden grid, and there was a nervousness that he had never felt before, and he even wanted to ...... Pee!

Just as he was standing outside the cordon, a system prompt that had never been seen since the next copy was like a symphony one after another, and it was deaf.

"The system has detected Zhang Sengqiu's "Twenty-Eight Divine Figures", is it included?"

"The system has detected Zhang Sengqiu's "Statue of Emperor Wu", is it included?"

"The system has detected Zhang Sengqiu's "Han Wu Shooting Jiao Tu", is it included?"

"The system has detected Zhang Sengqiu's "Fixing Light Rulai Image", is it included?"

"The system has detected Zhang Sengqiu's "Vimalaya", is it included?"

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