Back in the room where they were resting, Xu Wenxuan had been sullen, and Zhao Lecheng saw it and walked over and asked, "What's the matter, the eldest aunt is here!"

Xu Wenxuan didn't want to talk to him and turned around to ignore her, so he looked at Liu Jiajia and asked what was going on, why he went out and came back.

Liu Jiajia let him play by himself, and it was inconvenient to tell him some things, and told him that he was going to go to Fangcun Mountain tomorrow to thank the Taoist who saved him, which made Zhao Lecheng inexplicable.

After Zhao Lecheng went out, Liu Jiajia asked Xu Wenxuan: "What's wrong with Wen Xuan." ”

"Woo woo woo ~ How is my male god a Taoist priest, why is he so handsome to become a Taoist priest, isn't this a waste of resources. Xu Wenxuan said with a sad face.

Liu Jiajia was very helpless, she didn't know why she liked Lin Wenfeng so much, although she herself thought Lin Wenfeng was more handsome, but why she didn't have this feeling of love at first sight, she couldn't understand it.

"Then will you go to the mountains tomorrow?" Liu Jiajia asked, she thought that Xu Wenxuan would not go with them, but she never expected that Xu Wenxuan's brain circuit was more peculiar, in her words, even if you can't socialize, it's a pity.

After all, it's just a one-sided relationship, no matter how much you like it, you can't die or live, and now Xu Wenxuan only has one kind of appreciation for Lin Wenfeng, an appreciation for his appearance.

Slowly the night was getting late, and everyone went back to their rooms to sleep and waited for the next day.

They all got up at seven o'clock in the morning the next day, because today they went home to see, and they went back to school directly if they were far away, and now they were ready to go up the mountain to thank Lin Wenfeng first, and they couldn't catch the car they had made an appointment if they didn't get early.

After asking Grandma Lin Wenfeng's seat again, they went on the road.

Lin Wenfeng was sitting cross-legged on the boulder on the edge of the cliff at this time, waiting for the sun to rise.

Gradually, the sky was glowing with red light, and the figure of the sun came out little by little, and the immortal energy in the body ran rapidly with the rising of the sun.

He had tried to flip through the immortal method in his mind, but it was obvious that there was no loosening in the slightest, and he felt that he had not yet reached the realm of reading the next page, so he had to work harder to cultivate.

After all, there is something unknown that is always particularly fascinating.

When the sun hung high, Lin Wenfeng opened his eyes and got up and walked towards the Taoist temple.

I went back to the meditation and thought about doing something, after all, there was nothing to do all year round except for practicing reading and writing, and suddenly I thought of something, and then walked into the house and took out a table and put it in the middle of the courtyard.

Spread a blank piece of paper, more than one meter long and half a meter wide, ready to stand in front of the table and conceive.

That's right, he was going to paint, to paint an ink painting, he had never painted before, it wasn't that he didn't draw many times in the time he was studying in his dreams, but he had forgotten about it in real life.

If I hadn't come back early today and had nothing to do, I'm afraid it would have been a long time since I could think of painting again.

Ink painting is characterized by realism in the near and abstraction in the distance, with subtle colors and rich artistic conceptions.

After thinking for a moment, he moved, dipped the pen in ink and diluted it in water, and built a large framework on the paper with light ink

Next, it is necessary to use a slightly thicker ink layer by layer to color to ensure the level of the picture, but the ink accumulation should not be too even, otherwise the picture will not have a sense of concave and convex.

Lin Wenfeng was immersed in the whole process of painting, and nothing could disturb him at the moment, the whole space was only him and the unfinished paintings in his hands.

And Liu Jiajia and the others finally came to Wenfeng Guanguan after a period of climbing, and they were all tired and out of breath.

Now I know how difficult it was for Lin Wenfeng to come down from such a high mountain in such a short time.

"Oh my God, how can he live so high and still be alone. Zhao Lecheng sighed.

Zhao Lecheng's words said what all of them thought, and it was difficult for them to live in this month, not to mention that Lin Wenfeng had lived alone in the mountains for so many years.

They walked through the Sanqing Hall in front of them to the backyard, and the first thing that caught their eyes was that Lin Wenfeng was hunched over as if writing something.

Zhao Lecheng This is the first time he has seen Lin Wenfeng's deity, before he came, Lin Wenfeng's image was heard from Liu Jiajia's mouth, and now seeing his back gives people a very spiritual feeling, thinking that he should not be very old.

Just as he was about to step forward to call Lin Wenfeng, he was stopped by Xu Wenxuan, because she felt that Lin Wenfeng was concentrating on some kind of creation, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted at all when so many of them came in.

She cautiously stepped forward and tilted her head behind Lin Wenfeng to see what he was doing, but the scene in front of her made her eyes no longer take off the painting.

Liu Jiajia and the others didn't move when they saw Xu Wenxuan staring, as if they were attracted by something, so they also tiptoed up to check, but their eyes were also attracted by the painting in front of them.

The mountains and rivers in the picture, the floating clouds and birds are vividly displayed in front of them, and every line of Lin Wenfeng flows without a pause, and the ink spreads along with the lines of the paper itself.

A beautiful landscape painting appeared in front of their eyes, leaving them in the middle of it and unable to extricate themselves.

When Lin Wenfeng finished painting, they hadn't come back to their senses.

Seeing these people around him who didn't know when, Lin Wenfeng didn't bother them, and walked to the chair and sat down to drink tea.

He knew that it was the man who had been injured yesterday and his friends, but he didn't know what their intentions were.

When they came to their senses, they found that Lin Wenfeng beside them was no longer in place, but sat on a chair and looked at them.

"I'm sorry to disturb the Daoist, we didn't mean to interfere with the Daoist's painting. It was Liu Jiajia who reacted first and stepped forward to accuse, but today's Lin Wenfeng is even more eye-catching without the feeling of being dusty yesterday.

The kind of aura and gentle temperament exuded by him makes people unconsciously want to get close to him, which makes Liu Jiajia, who originally felt that she was just a little handsome, a little bit of a deer.

Not to mention Xu Wenxuan, who was already in love with Lin Wenfeng.

As for the man, Zhao Lecheng almost blurted out a sentence when he saw Lin Wenfeng's front, thinking that he didn't expect to be so young when he was young, and he was so handsome, the most important thing is to be versatile.

Originally, Zhao Lecheng was also quite handsome, but compared with Lin Wenfeng, it was really a bit unsightly.

Since someone stepped forward to talk, Lin Wenfeng didn't need to take the initiative to find a topic, so he asked: "It's okay, but I don't know what happened to a few people who came to Wenfeng Temple so early?"

Xu Wenxuan pushed Zhao Lecheng for a moment before he reacted: "We are here this time to thank the Taoist for saving my life, if it weren't for the Taoist chief, I'm afraid I would no longer be alive." ”