Chapter 139 The sunset reflects the bamboo picture

Zhong Zhen knew if he thought about it casually, needless to say, the other party must not have any thoughts. She is only twelve or thirteen years old now, even if she looks like Hua Xiaozhu is a stunning beauty, unless she is a beast, who will have bad intentions towards her.

Master Zhu doesn't look like a beast horizontally or vertically, not only does he not look like it, but he also looks at an extremely upright gentleman.

Besides, she is a cultivator, and she has long been out of the ordinary, but she doesn't plan to engage in any relationship between men and women. It's just that God doesn't have long eyes, and if Master Zhu really wants to marry her if he has a bad brain, he will quickly refuse. Looking at the disciples of the Flower Pavilion, such as Huang Yazhi, he understood that this kind of thing affected the mood and made people behave abnormally, which was not beneficial to cultivation at all.

The speed of climbing to the ground was a little faster than sinking, and this was entirely due to the increase in cultivation and reaching the sixth level of refining.

Zhong Zhen was complacent, feeling a lot stronger, and full of strength. She thought about waiting for a while before diving underground to see if she could encounter another swarm of mutant rats. Maybe after getting out of the swamp, the cultivation will be able to rise a lot.

After getting out of the ground, she quickly threw a small stone slab at her feet, and jumped to the nearest tree with a leap as soon as she stepped on it.

In the ground, it was very well prepared, and a lot of clean and odorless soil was made, all of which were made into thin stone slabs the size of palms, and stored in treasure bags. That way, you don't have to make stepping stones out of foul-smelling mud as you walk.

Before she could gain a firm foothold, a person fell above her head, Zhong Zhen hurriedly waved the shadow silk that had not been collected in her hand, danced into a circle, protected herself, and at the same time pointed her toes slightly, quickly left the tree, and fell straight to the ground.

She had been chased and killed, and she was extremely alert, and she looked carefully for a while before she climbed up, but she didn't find half a figure.

The other party's ability to hide his body is not small.

As she fell, she looked up and saw the person standing on the trunk wearing armor and looking innocent Lord Zhu.

Can you say hello before you land?

Didn't wait to fall into the ground. Zhong Zhen quickly took out a small stone slab and threw it at his feet, stepped on the stone slab and lifted his breath a little, and then returned to the previous tree again. I'm already quite proficient in gestures, and I've been running miles with this method a few days ago.

Seeing that Zhu Ziling was silent. As if he was thinking about some major truth in life, completely ignoring himself standing beside him, Zhong Zhen couldn't help but get angry, not knowing whether to be angry with the other party or with himself.

His face was flushed, and he still wanted to speak in the end. simply stopped talking.

"You're good." After being silent for a long time, Zhu Ziling spoke first.

What does "uh......" mean?

"Already refining the sixth layer, cultivators can advance most quickly in danger, and they will not be in an unstable state of mind."

Zhong Zhen scoffed, it was just nonsense, and the advance was because he absorbed the mutant rats, and it had nothing to do with whether he was in danger or not. If you can dig out a nest of mutant rabbits with no lethality, you can still advance, so why run to the rotten place of the swamp and work hard.

It's too dangerous to deal with this person, and it's easy to get confused. While she was still awake at the moment, she hurriedly said, "Master Zhu, I want to tell you one thing. I suddenly remembered that I had something important to do, and I had to hurry to do it, and I was afraid that it would take a long time, maybe several years, and it seemed that I would not be able to join the army. ”

Zhu Ziling couldn't help but laugh and threw her behind, this girl is probably really angry, and it seems that she has to put a little effort into it. In the spirit of testing her mind. put her alone in this swamp, but I saw that she seemed to be like a fish in water, flexible and flexible, and I was quite satisfied.

After she climbed up from the ground. The cultivation is actually advanced. With such qualifications, the future is limitless, and it may not be impossible to make achievements after receiving it.

He took out a dull painting box from the treasure bag and opened it, revealing a scroll of paintings.

"Look, this is what you drew before. I've been collecting it for a long time. ”

The fiery red sunset, as if burning, covered half of the sky, and the large bamboo forest below was dyed with a layer of bright color by the glow, revealing a burst of vitality.

Zhong Zhen was puzzled, there was nothing unusual about this painting. I remember that I was going to see the big lake, but I bent my foot back home and went to see the bamboo forest not far away.

I wanted to go in for a walk, and by the way, I cut a few pieces of bamboo and went back to do carving, but I was kicked out by the guards. Say that this place was bought by a distant relative of a royal family, and no idle people were allowed to enter.

She was indignant and stood outside the woods, wanting to wait for people to pay attention before she went in and stole the bamboo. At that time, it happened to be the time when the sun was setting, the glow was shining, and it looked very good on the bamboo, so Zhong Zhen didn't care about stealing the bamboo, took the painting tools in the basket on his back, and began to paint.

For this picture of the sunset reflecting the bamboo, she ran to the bamboo forest and squatted for several days, and she had to catch the sunset day to watch it carefully.

Zhong Zhen was extremely satisfied with this painting, and wanted to sell it at a high price, and took it to the calligraphy and painting shop to peddle it, but people offered two silver beans at most, and they were full of disgust, saying that bamboo is a pure and high thing, if it is not an ink painting, it can only be green, with this red sunset, it is simply nondescript.

There are three calligraphy and painting shops in Yunzhi County, Zhong Zhen did not give up, all three ran away, and the person who received the goods seemed to have confessed to him, and the words were almost the same.

She talked so badly, boasted about herself for a long time, it was useless, and she was finally kicked out.

Is bamboo really that high? It's not a tree yet, so where can it be high? The sunset is not high, hanging so high in the sky, how can it not be high?

was extremely angry in his heart, and in a fit of anger, Zhong Zhen didn't plan to sell it, so he took it home and put it aside. Thinking about the price of a silver bean that can be sold for a half-concealed picture of a beauty by drawing a half-concealed picture, it took so much effort to be disliked instead of being appreciated.

It's just that during the Chinese New Year, I did a lot of New Year's goods, and Hu spent a lot of money, so the family was a little poor. Zhong Zhen had no choice but to sell some old paintings hoarded in her hand, as well as some couplets written by her grandmother, on the bustling streets.

Grandma's handwriting is worse than her painting, and no one appreciates it. As for who bought this sunset reflection bamboo picture, where did Zhong Zhen remember, at that time, he just thought that he could exchange some money.

It turned out that this painting actually fell into the hands of Master Zhu.

"I've seen the paintings many times, but I can't sell them, and I'm disliked and not high. But where you paint Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, you have to draw some gentleman's bones, it is difficult to become a bamboo can speak people's words, see the sky and tell people, he is a humble gentleman. ”

Thinking about it, Zhong Zhen is still angry.

"Bamboo naturally doesn't know how to speak, but the people who draw bamboo have already said a lot. In my eyes, this painting is comparable to that of a great painter, although the brush is slightly immature, not necessarily swallowing mountains and rivers or having any unruly style, but I can see the painter's love for all things in the world, which is really a rare masterpiece. (To be continued.) )