Everything went well, Chen Long followed his heart and wanted to repay Old Man Zhao.

I have something to do, but I don't do anything, I don't do whatever I want, it's the same as the behavior of demons and monsters, so what kind of immortal is it?

Old man Zhao didn't collect money, and Long Chen didn't get entangled, he did things well, didn't say anything, and worked harder.

After finishing the work, Chen Long was thinking that he would have to leave Jiangcheng sooner or later, but he never thought that Old Man Zhao had become a stumbling block, and he still didn't know the other party's name.

In the past, others called him the old face, Zhao shopkeeper, Zhao shopkeeper, this has been the case for more than ten years, and Chen Long only knows his surname.

Ten taels of silver is a lot, and you can eat and drink for half a year, but what you have to do is not much.

After Chen Long went to the bazaar, he explored the calligraphy and painting market of ordinary people, an unknown scholar, who wanted to sell his calligraphy and paintings for a price, almost talking in a dream.

Even if it is a painting of the fairy in the painting, in the end, it is not sold for ten taels of silver.

Unless the saint appears in front of the person and the things in the painting can move, then there is still a trace of possibility, the miraculous painting also needs a rich family, and the son of the noble family can achieve what Chen Long wants, earn a lot of money, and give Old Man Zhao a peaceful old age.

He has already cultivated immortals and asked, do immortals talk about money and customs? It is very vulgar, but there is something in his heart, he knows how to repay his kindness, and he does not forget to repay his kindness, is it vulgar?

After finishing his work, Long Chen watched the old man Zhao's eager gaze and leave.

Ten taels of silver, not to mention the side, is to buy the Zaozi Lane house, the ghost house rumored by the outside world, these money is not enough, at least thirty or fifty taels.

If it is a normal house, then a large yard, two or three hundred taels may be extremely difficult to buy.

Unless, Chen Long can ask Lu Ming to introduce a rich man and sell a few calligraphy and paintings, so that he can achieve his goal, and he will go to Lu Ming to discuss this matter when he thinks of it.

All the way to the west of the city, the patrol patrols on the street are frequent, and the search for the disappearance of the dragon scales has not been abandoned.

Luming Library, at this time, a group of yamen officials came to the door and asked Lu Ming, the matter of Shilitan Yingfu at the beginning, for ordinary people, that tall mansion, naturally there were officials to investigate, but in the end they found nothing.

The others were a little puzzled as to how they came into Jiangcheng, it was not early at that time, and the city gate was closed, so they seemed to have walked into the city like this.

But after the official asked again, everyone felt that there was a strange thing, how did they get in?

Most of the ordinary people were taken to the government for interrogation, but for the meritorious Lu Ming, it was only at this time that an official messenger came to the door.

The inquiry was basically truthful, but what Lu Ming said in the end, Shili Tan had a dragon lying underground, but the official did not believe it, and the leader of the soap team who took the lead stepped forward to ask: "In this matter, I don't know who Lu Xiucai listened to?"

At this moment, Long Chen came in from outside the door of the library, and saw the head of the soap li team with two soap li, asking Lu Ming about the incident that night, obviously the disappearance of the dragon scales had made all the subordinate officials in Jiangcheng a little chaotic.

"Ah, Long Chen, you came at the right time. ”

Lu Ming was in the classroom of the library, and was questioned by the head of the soap class, and when it came to the key point, Chen Long came from himself, and he didn't bother to explain more.

"Huh?"

After Chen Long came in, through Lu Ming's explanation, he knew what the top people of the soap Li class were here, what was the so-called matter.

His eyes were rolling, Long Chen wanted Lu Ming to introduce the rich man to buy paintings, but he didn't want the yamen to come to the door to ask about what happened that day, although he knew very well that the matter of the dragon had nothing to do with the dragon scales.

However, the subordinate officials of Jiangcheng in front of them have tried their best to find Xiangrui, and it is not that they can't take advantage of one or two.

This morning, the water god of the Biluo River was pressing forward step by step, looking for the white dragon, but he couldn't help but try his best to maneuver, although he got out, he couldn't ignore it.

"If you want to know about the auspicious dragon scales of the cold mountain, I can provide a clue. ”

Chen Long broke his heart at the head of the soap Li team, it was nothing more than that he was in the Willow River, and he met a middle-aged man with dragon scales in his hand, whether it was true or not, not to mention for the time being, but he could help the yamen provide the corresponding portrait, but it also provided clues for the direction of the investigation.

On this occasion, he also thought about it, if he wanted to make a lot of money in the short term to repay Old Man Zhao's kindness, he was afraid that he would have to use some immortal methods.

"At the time, I had only seen it, but with my ability, I was able to draw it. ”

At the end, Chen Long did not forget to talk about his superb painting skills and being able to provide a picture scroll for the yamen.

"So!"

The head of the soap team was overjoyed, full of expectation, if he could get the portrait of the strongman, the old men of the yamen, but they were greatly appreciated, thinking of this, they did not forget to urge Chen Long, "Very good, please sir, hurry up." ”

In a blink of an eye, he became Mr., Chen Long didn't say much, Lu Ming even brought rice paper, spread it on the painting table, the pen and ink inkstone was ready, Dansha, Qingyu Danqing had it, just waiting for Chen Long to paint, he decided to draw a portrait of the water god of the Biluo River holding dragon scales, in order to hide people's eyes and ears, so that the water god could not move an inch into the city, so that he could find a chance to breathe.

Chen Long holds the pen calmly, the dantian is calm, the horse step is also steady, and the pen and ink pigments are ready.

At this time, it was not the first time Chen Long had painted, but this time it was extraordinary, and if he wanted to delay the attention of the water god of the Biluo River, he would inevitably need to do everything he could, combined with the dream building chapter, to create an illusion, and let the yamen contain the water god.

If something bad happens, it is impossible to say that the City God Temple and the water god of the Nabiluo River may have done one.

Even if the worst result occurred because of this, although flooding Jiangcheng was not what he wanted, but in the situation he was facing at this time, Long Chen had no other way to delay and give Jiaolong time to recover.

Under the pen, the realm of writing is the basic skill, although Chen Long has only been writing for a few days, practicing diligently day and night, but also the basic skills are solid, if the pen is like a god, and strive to portray the personality of the character realistically and expressively, the charm is vivid, and the form and spirit are both.

First there is a face, then there is a beard and beard, then there is a head, a body, limbs, a white dragon scale shining brightly, surrounded by willow trees, a boat rippling, the water surface is shocked, the river is full of smoke, the sky is auspicious, the environment, atmosphere, figure and dynamic rendering is truthful.

Although the painting of the visible appearance of the water god of the Biluo River is still not enough for Chen Long.

"Okay, the portrait of the thief, clearly visible, sir's painting skills, really good. ”

The head of the soap team was overjoyed, and wanted to put away the flower rolls, but was stopped by Chen Long, "Don't be impatient." ”

A mouthful of clear spring is held in the mouth, facing the picture, poof, the spirit in the body surges, and the dream building chapter is enlightened, all of which are used unconsciously.

When the water meets the paper, the pen and ink spread, and the original vivid portraits of the characters are even more expressive at this time.

Not only that, but when the head of the soap team looked at this painting again, his eyes were staring at the boss, and when his eyelids were closed, the painting actually moved.

"Ah, alive, the man in the painting, alive. ”

The head of the soap team was surprised and inexplicable, he had never heard of such a strange thing, he looked at the person in the painting, but he seemed to come to life, and his demeanor, the picture, every blink of an eye, changed again, and he could see clearly the front and back of the person who snatched the auspicious scales of the dragon.

In response to that sentence, as if a real person was in person, the person in the painting came to life and almost wanted to come out.