Chapter 233: A pun
Hearing someone speak, Xu Yan noticed that there was a white-bearded old man in the cell opposite. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The old man, dressed in a blue shirt and with his hair neatly curled, was holding a paintbrush and was scribbling on a roll of white paper.
The old man looked either rich or noble, and his demeanor was graceful, even if he was in prison, he couldn't see the slightest sadness, anyway, he was quite interested, and while painting, he pointed to the fellow inmates opposite.
Seeing the old man clearly, Xu Yan just wanted to ask what it meant to secretly cross Chen Cang, plus close the door to catch the thief, but before he could speak, Xu Yan's eyes changed slightly.
The old man was no different except that he looked elegant, and what surprised Xu Yan was the picture scroll painted by the old man.
The long wooden table is close to a zhang, the table is covered with white paper, not one, but a roll, on both sides of the long table are placed scrolls, it looks like the old man's painting is very narrow, and half of it is completed, Xu Yan estimates, if this picture scroll is all painted, the length will be at least more than ten zhang.
Long scrolls are indeed uncommon, especially paintings that are more than ten zhang long, which can be called masterpieces, but what really surprised Xu Yan was not the length of the scroll, but the strange aura that rose from the scroll with wisps of fire when the old man put down the pen.
Nimbus!
Seeing the faintly rising aura on the scroll, Xu Yan immediately remembered the aura on the old ancestor of the Pang family, the two were very similar, and he could conclude that the old man on the opposite side could actually produce aura when he was painting, but he didn't know what those firelights were.
Finding Xu Yan staring silently, the old man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but look up, his tone was not good, and said: "Boy, what do you see, can you afford to pay for it!"
The painting can still be seen badly, Xu Yan has never heard of this kind of novelty, but with Xu Yan's character of never suffering, he didn't think about it, he shouted directly, hugged his head and said: "You are too loud, it deafens my ears, you have to compensate my ears, oops!"
The old man originally wanted to make fun of the fellow inmate opposite, but he didn't expect them to splash it directly, and immediately scolded with laughter: "You can still deaf your ears when you speak, you little doll, did you give birth to a pair of pig ears." ”
The pig's ears are huge, and the old man laughed and scolded Xu Yan with big ears, otherwise how could he be deaf when he heard it, but he just finished speaking, in the prison opposite, the young man replied without giving an inch: "You can see bad paintings at a glance, you are endless, are you painting that indecent spring ...... Gong Tu? ”
The old man compared Xu Yan to pig ears, but Xu Yan refuted that the things drawn by the other party were unsightly, and the old man in Tsing Yi was furious when he heard it, and just wanted to scold, he suddenly froze in place.
He remembered the ingenuity of the other party's words, this pun was used very delicately, it is not necessarily the painting that is bad, but also the person who looks at the painting, if it is really that kind of indecent painting, isn't it easy to look down on the young man......
Startled, the old man slowly put down his paintbrush and looked at the young man opposite.
After looking at it for a long time, the old man nodded and said: "At a young age, with a sharp mouth and a sharp tongue, I don't eat any losses, boy, it's not a good thing to be too sharp." ”
"You're right, otherwise I'd be in prison. Xu Yan smiled and said, "Isn't this just to polish off the edge, old man, do you recognize Old Man Cheng?"
The fight was just something Xu Yan didn't intend, his purpose was to inquire about the intention of the old man on the other side just now, what was secretly crossing Chen Cang, closing the door to catch thieves, he didn't understand it until now.
"I don't know Cheng Yu, you say. The old man shook his head and said with great certainty.
The name can be called and he still says that he doesn't know, Xu Yan pouted helplessly, and didn't ask more, since people didn't want to say it, he asked in vain.
"What did you do, boy, you are locked up in the eastern area of the prison, your case should not be small. The old man in Tsing Yi had no intention of painting, walked to the railing, and asked: "Are you rebelling, or are you murdering, a person comes in, rebellion is unlikely, that is a life lawsuit, kill a few, ten or eight can't get to the Eastern District, it looks like your skills must be good." ”
"I didn't kill anyone, I just beat up a guy who doesn't have long eyes. Xu Yan fell on the bed, put his hands behind his head and said: "He wants to bully my lady, fortunately I arrived in time, tell me, can this kind of person keep him." ”
"It doesn't matter if you bully other people's mothers, you can't keep your own mothers. The old man in Tsing Yi nodded in agreement, and asked curiously, "You just beat him?"
"Yes, he is not small, and he is still a friend of my father-in-law, I am a rich man, and no one can afford to provoke him. Xu Yan put on a helpless look.
"If you don't cut the grass and don't remove the roots, you will leave trouble. The old man in Tsing Yi was obviously not a good man, and sighed regretfully over there.
"Eradicated, very thoroughly. Xu Yan smiled.
"Eradicated? very thoroughly?" the old man was puzzled for a while, but then he reacted, and then laughed: "In addition to the roots of the descendants, this trick is used well, it is used well, and it is used very ruthlessly, hahahaha!"
Seeing that the old man was happier than himself, Xu Yan was suspicious for a while, and asked if there was any shadow in his heart.
"The means are ruthless, and you must be the famous Tianmen Marquis, Xu Yan. The laughter of the old man in Tsing Yi stopped, and he looked at Xu Yan and said, his words almost scared Xu Yan off the ground.
Is it so famous? The death row inmates in the prison know about themselves?
Seeing the old man's appearance of smiling but not smiling, Xu Yan wanted to ask the old man opposite if he had just been imprisoned, otherwise his name as the Marquis of Tianmen would not have been able to spread to the prison, but just as he was about to speak, Xu Yan suddenly found that there was a clear stream surging in the other party's eyes, like a stream and a deep pool, which looked extremely strange and very strange.
Void Pill Realm!
Suddenly shocked in his heart, it was only now that Xu Yan was truly sure that the other party should be a cultivator who had reached the Void Dan Realm, because Xu Yan had never seen a cultivator in the Foundation Building Realm, and there was still a clear stream in his eyes.
Similar to the anger on the top of the head of the old ancestor of the Pang family, the old man on the opposite side had clear waves in his eyes, this kind of vision is by no means an ordinary cultivator can appear, and the old man on the opposite side is also the strongman on the foundation that Xu Yan has seen for the second time.
"What, didn't the old man guess correctly?" The old man in Tsing Yi found that Xu Yan was in a daze, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, if he guessed wrong, this person couldn't afford to lose it.
"That's right, the kid is Xu Yan. Xu Yan arched his hand and asked, "I don't know if the old gentleman is ......?"
"Sure enough, it's the Marquis of Tianmen, haha. The old man in Tsing Yi was affirmed, and immediately became triumphant, and said complacently: "Old man Liu Yishou!"
"Leave a hand?" Xu Yan was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "The old gentleman is talented, you have to keep a hand when you report your name, and admire it." ”
"I said my name is Liu Yishou! What do you want to keep a hand!" The old man in Tsing Yi was furious when he heard this, opened the prison door, strode to Xu Yan's cell, pinched his waist and scolded: "Old man Liu Yishou! The old man is a great Confucian today, and the old man is a great !! of Dapu painting" (to be continued.) )