Besides, Wu Ling, after returning to the nest where he lived, he was separated from Xia Mo. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before parting, Wu Ling said a few words to Xia Mo: "Xia Mo, now that such a mysterious thing has descended from this world, I don't know if it's good or bad, but once a person has great ability, he will lose control and become free from the constraints of law and morality. I want you to be careful. After all, people are unpredictable. ”

"Well, I made a note of it."

Okay, you go back. Wu Ling suddenly felt that Xia Mo was very much like his former sister, so he reached out and touched the top of Xia Mo's head.

"Eat more nutritious things, you see I'm still so short."

However, when he finished speaking, his heart said, it was broken! Sure enough, he saw Xia Mo in front of him staring, as if he wanted to eat him.

"Humph!" Xia Mo snorted, don't look back and don't look at Wu Ling. Lift your feet and go.

It seems to say, I'm angry and don't want to talk to you. I hate you for saying that people are short.

Hey, this stinky mouth! Thinking of this, Wu Ling really wanted to slap himself.

I went back to my little dark room and saw the painting hanging on the wall. He shook his head and sighed.

"No god, no rhyme, no air, hey, it's hard to become a climate."

This painting was created by Wu Ling, doesn't it mean that he has not painted well by himself recently!

At this time, Wu Ling laid out a piece of white rice paper again, and he seemed to be a different person at this time. Back to basics, ethereal temperament.

Pick up the pen in your hand, dip it in ink,

"Paying attention to the pen can give the spirit to the plants and trees in the painting, and the line outline must have charm, so that it can be natural and erase the traces of artificial paintings. Writing a picture scroll, brewing the talent in the chest, cultivating to the fullest, it is not impossible to fly away like an immortal, move mountains and reclaim the sea. ”

I saw that at this moment, Wu Ling's pen was full of spirit, and the whole picture scroll was completed by him in one go. Stopped writing, and in the blink of an eye, a picture of Mu Tianzi's western tour of the Western Zhou Dynasty appeared on the scroll.

At the same time, every stroke on the scroll glowed with silver light, and then, I saw that three wisps of incense-like qi emanated from this scroll and penetrated into Wu Ling's snort.

"Well, it's only three wisps of talent! The realm has regressed. That's just a drop in the bucket for me now. ”

At this moment, Wu Ling suddenly became sluggish for a few seconds, and then woke up, but it seemed to be changed back to the previous Wu Ling, without that elegant feeling and talent.

"Who painted this picture, it's so beautiful." Wu Ling hung Mu Tianzi's western tour map high to dry, cherished and watched, and found that a sense of familiarity with this painting and the impression of the painting appeared in his mind, could it be that this painting was painted by me!

Wu Ling looked at this painting and found that the things on it were no longer simply confined to paper. One picture and one drawing, vivid. Wu Ling is a painting addict, and his obsession with painting can be said to be crazy in order to paint. Wu Ling stared at the painting for a few minutes, and suddenly found himself dizzy and sleepy.

"Why am I so dizzy....."

Carrying him down the mountain, he saw the customs and appearance of the ancient era of the trading house. The lark flew to Luoyi, the capital of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and met Mu Tianzi of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Mu Tianzi is preparing for the west tour, immediately invited her to travel west to Kunlun, the army crossed the 100,000 mountains, the road was killed together with demons and monsters, if there is a mountain blocking the road, the mountain god will appear for Mu Tianzi to split the mountain to open the way, the road meets the Yellow River blockage, the river will appear for Mu Tianzi to separate the Yellow River water to draw the road, the convoy west to Kunlun Divine Mountain, and see the sky Qingluan Divine Bird down to greet him, and then was the Queen Mother of the West as a guest on the seat, in the Yaochi Wonderland with the elixir rain, Baiguo Xiantao hospitality, singing the dragon resignation, and singing the song of the immortals.

However, immediately afterward, Kunlun Mountain was suddenly covered by thunderclouds in the sky, and the butcher's knife lightning slashed, waking Wu Ling up from his sleep.

Boy, just now you almost never came out, when the human body fell into a deep sleep, the human soul is in charge of the person's dream, and everything you see in the dream is what your soul sees and does. Stinky boy, do you know how thrilling it was just now.

Who are you!

"I'm you."

"How could I be you!"

"I'm you, but you're not me."

"Oh my God, I'm not split! No! , there's only one me in the world, where did you come from!! ”

"Don't be in a hurry, let's talk slowly. Introduce yourself. The old man Wu Daozi is known as the painting saint. ”

"You are Wu Daozi, how is it possible! If you were Wu Daozi, then I would eat this inkstone. ”

"The old man is really Wu Daozi, your ancestor, what's the use of lying to your old man, you are the old man, my 928th grandson!"

"Where did the ancestor come out, does my dad know, does my grandpa know! Have you asked my grandfather's opinion? Did my grandfather say yes?"

"Why don't you boys believe the old man, son! Son! These elders of yours are there! I went to them to reason and see what they had done to educate the old man's 928 generations of grandchildren, and they actually became a fool, preferring to gnaw on the inkstone rather than eat white-flour steamed buns. ”

"Except for my father, who made a fortune in his hometown, they are all down there, so go down there and find my ancestors. By the way, help me ask them if there were any gold and silver treasures, royal treasures, buried in my lifetime, so that my great-grandson, who lives on it, will become the second Jack Ma in the world. ”

"Stinky boy, I'm really your ancestor! You are disrespectful, disrespectful, son! I saw another Wu Ling said angrily.

"You said you are my ancestor, that ancestor, do you have any money! Give me a million to play with.

"The old man has been good at wealth and righteousness all his life, his sleeves are clean, and he has no money!"

"Then you still say that it is my ancestor, my grandfather once said to me, there is an ancestor of my ancestors who was once a heroic man of the Great Song Dynasty, jealous and hateful, robbed the rich and helped the poor, and once robbed a corrupt official in the Song Dynasty to give Gao Yu a wealth worth three million taels of silver, which was hidden in the mountains by i, saying that it was to be left to his descendants. Their generation is afraid of poverty, and they don't want their children and grandchildren to suffer with them. ”

"Ahh It's a pity that the old man is not your ancestor, but the old man is an immortal and immortal, so how can he care about copper stinky money. ”

"Really! You are a god! Then you can give me a hundred yuan first, so that I can settle the food money for the past few days. ”

"That, it can't be changed."

"Why?"

"Because the old man has been knocked off the altar....."

"I'll go, then what are you doing with me!"

"You are my only relative in this world, and I have to eat and drink! In the future, I need you to offer me incense. ”