Dayin Dynasty, Yejing, Huajing Lane in the east of the city, Freehand Pavilion.

This hung a piece of nomination "Freehand Pavilion" of the shop opened six years ago, is an old and a young man to pay down, the old man perennial in a green robe, light and silent, called him the master of the young man has a good temperament, often with a smile on his face, go out to see neighbors and acquaintances, and shout and say hello from afar.

Their shop mainly sells some calligraphy and paintings, the words are written very well, and the paintings are also very wonderful, even people who don't know how to write and paint look at it, they also feel that it is pleasant to the eye, and they can't help but raise their thumbs and praise a "good" word, although nine out of ten people can't say where it is good, but it is good after all.

As the so-called wine fragrance is not afraid of the deep well, the dignitaries and nobles of Yejing, princes and princes abound, there are not a few people who like calligraphy and painting, and there are more people who like vassal elegance.

There are very few people who come to the door, and even fewer people return empty-handed after coming to the door.

The outrageous price of 100 gold for calligraphy and 200 gold for the picture scroll has made some people who like calligraphy and painting shake their heads and left, and the neighbors have also persuaded the old and young people who opened shops to lower the price, after all, small profits and quick turnover......

The young man surnamed Nangong shook his head again and again, saying that the calligraphy and paintings here were all made by Shizun, and he couldn't be the master.

As for his own calligraphy and paintings, the master was not allowed to hang them, saying that they were not qualified enough, and hanging them was a pile of dog shit in the flowers, which stinked and ugly.

As for the old man, no matter what others say, he just faintly replied "It's worth the price"!

Faced with such a situation, over time, no one persuaded anymore.

Today, as in the past, the walls of the Freehand Pavilion are full of large and small calligraphy and paintings, but the business is still deserted, no one has come to the door for a long time, fortunately, the owner of the shop does not seem to care about this, or a perennial green robe that does not change color, quietly watching a painting hanging on the wall.

The painting depicts a long ink-colored dragon, soaring and stirring up the wind and clouds, and it is worth noting that the dragon's eye sockets are blank and white, and there are no eyes.

The finishing touches are not on the line!

A dragon that lacks eyes is ultimately tangible and godless, lacking meaning.

There was a pen and inkstone on the desk next to the old man in the green robe, and the ink had been studied, but he never dipped the pen in the ink, and put the finishing touch on the dragon to make up for this incomplete charm!

This pen is very important to him, so he has not put it down for seven years.

One stroke falls, reincarnated from death, and the dragon on the painting will no longer be a dull dead thing, and will inevitably soar into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, and becoming a real dragon, as for him....... It will also break through the bottleneck and enter a new world.

The crucial finishing touch not only requires pouring all his energy, but also requires a perfect opportunity.

"It's not time, it's not time!"

After staring at it for a long time, the old man in the green robe shook his head and sighed, silently withdrew his gaze, heard the footsteps clearly in his ears, and said slightly sideways: "You're back?"

Nangong Zheng let out a faint "um", then smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "Look at my memory, I forgot to buy buns for you, Master, it's not good to always starve your old man...... Oh, I forgot, with your old man's cultivation, he has already reached the realm of eating and drinking, not eating grains, in fact, if you want me to think about it, our shop business is sluggish, this money can still save a little is a little, can not be too satisfying appetite, otherwise after a period of time, we will face a situation of no money to spend, how embarrassing it is. ”

"The gruel we drank in the morning. "The old man in the green robe...... That is, the old man Xishan said in a calm tone.

"And then?"

Nangong Zheng blinked his eyes suspiciously.

The old man of Xishan turned around expressionlessly, and looked at Nangong Zheng with a pair of clear eyes that were very different from ordinary old men: "Then, your words are a little too much, so I smell a smell of oily and spicy seeds, as well as the smell of green onions." ”

Worst......

Nangong Zheng's heart jumped, and he used the money to buy steamed buns to open meat and tooth sacrifices? No, I only ate two chopsticks, how big will the taste be?

Unbelievers raised their hands to cover their lips, and Nangong Zheng took two hot breaths.

Seeing this, the old man of Xishan jumped twice with green tendons on his forehead, and scolded with an angry smile: "Rabbit cub, remember, don't take it as an example!"

"Yes, yes, yes, no example!

Nangong Zheng snorted, and replied again and again, but he was a little disappreciative in his heart, how many times has this been an example?

After knowing each other for nearly seven years, he has long understood that his master is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, although the reprimand has not stopped, Nangong Zheng can feel the care of his master from the heart, and he also likes to get along with him like this, "no big or small", so that he will not be alienated in awe because of his seniority.

Glancing at the door, reining in the look of a hippie smile, Nangong Zheng said in a slightly solemn tone: "Master, have you noticed the vision of heaven and earth outside?"

"Noticed. The old man nodded slightly, and continued to look around at the paintings on the wall, as if to find out his own shortcomings.

The corners of Nangong Zheng's eyes twitched slightly.

Master, the pot has exploded outside, and you still have leisure among the old people, staring at these paintings that you don't know how many times you have seen, your heart is also big, right?

"Master, what do I mean...... It's your old man's opinion of this vision. Nangong Zheng took a long breath and said.

"The Elephant of Troubled Times. ”

The old man of Xishan replied concisely and to the point, paused for a moment at the end, and added: "And in this troubled world, nine times out of ten, it will start with Yejing City, and then spread to the four directions......"

"Really?"

Nangong Zheng's mouth opened slightly, and it took a while to spit out these two words, God is pitiful, he just felt that the frontier was not safe, so he would march to the hinterland of the dynasty, and now Yejing is also going to be in chaos? This can't help but make him wonder if he has Conan's physique for a while.

"This time it's fake, the old man said it casually. ”

The old man of Xishan rolled his eyes, this is Nangong Zheng's classic expression, it turns out that the saying that those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

"I believe it anyway. Nangong tilted his head and spread his hands.

The old man of Xishan smiled, flicked his sleeves, and a breeze swept up the unfinished works on the wall that had no finishing touches, cast a large and small wishful spell, and included the spacious big sleeves.

"Let's go. ”

Nangong looked puzzled and said, "Master, where are we going?"

"Take you to kill two monsters and practice your hands!"

The old man of Xishan glanced deeply at his apprentice, and sighed: "This world is going to be chaotic, and I can't protect you all the time, it's time for you to see blood......