"How's it going?"

As soon as Nuomi heard that the pillar had almost studied the drawing, she leaned in front of the pillar and curiously stretched out her head to look at the drawing in the pillar's hand.

Now that she is in front of the pillar, she seems to be becoming more and more unrestrained, and she has no intention of avoiding the pillar at all, and she has completely regarded the pillar as a crooked existence.

At first, the pillar will also feel a little unaccustomed.

But later, after more contact with glutinous rice, people began to relax and no longer avoid contact with glutinous rice so tightly. When he relaxed, he realized that it was actually a very pleasant thing to communicate with glutinous rice with such feelings.

He doesn't have to think about too many things, mainly in the previous way with glutinous rice, but it makes him feel the most relaxed. Because it doesn't require him to think more about what kind of scale is what kind of scale is appropriate and not seem alienated. In the past, he always stood behind Nuomi little by little.

But he is not brainy, and he does not often have such close contact with people, so he is very confused about such things.

So when he was with glutinous rice in the past, he always had to think about these things, and he looked a little helpless.

Now that he doesn't need to think about it anymore, he feels much more comfortable and relaxed when he is with glutinous rice. He doesn't need to think about it so much, and the glutinous rice won't be too much, although it is rubbing against him to show an affectionate look, but it won't be too much.

To say that those dignified eldest ladies of the Xiuxian family are not much lighter than those ladies in the mortal world. But when it comes to those prodigal and evil cultivators in the immortal cultivation world, I am afraid that they will not be much better than the women in the Qinglou in the world, and even more frivolous than the women in the Qinglou dust.

Moreover, when it comes to nuns, or creatures like women, the pillars are a little difficult to decipher, let alone communicate with them. If only he could have known Lin Luo very well before, and even communicated with her well. Even if Lin Luo is not his little sister, maybe the relationship between the two will not be so alienated in the end.

Now that Nuomi treats him, it seems that he has returned to the feeling he felt when he was a child with his younger siblings, and he is even more intimate than then. Such intimacy does not make him feel difficult. It doesn't make him feel uncomfortable or overzealous. It was a very natural look.

It was as if glutinous rice was next to his arm, holding his hand with both hands, and he didn't think this girl was so frivolous.

In fact, they always live together on weekdays, and Zhu Zi is used to seeing Nuomi getting along with other monks, and he also knows how Nuomi interacts with those monks when he is outside, and he understands that Nuomi is so easy and naturally only placed in front of him alone, which is naturally very cherished.

It's like a gentle drizzle, like a spring breeze blowing gently around him, and it doesn't embarrass him at all.

No matter how stupid he is, he knows that this is glutinous rice for his goodness. Such good. He could only keep it in his heart silently first, and then use his own qiē to reciprocate.

It's a pity that until now, he still hasn't found anything he can give back to glutinous rice. He always felt that he might have to give back to this little sister for the rest of his life. But in this way, he can't help but give birth to a little bit of joy in his heart. He himself sometimes couldn't figure out whether it was because he really couldn't come up with a conclusion himself, or if he didn't bother to think about it at all.

Maybe if he really thought about it, maybe he might still be able to come up with a way to get the best of both worlds.

But when he thought that he could always be by Nuomi's side, he felt a little reluctant to think about it. He didn't have a good brain, and Nuomi also knew it, but he couldn't think of any other way. Presumably glutinous rice won't blame him.

Moreover, Nuomi's joy and affection for him, such sincere feelings, he can feel it no matter how stupid he is. Since Nuomi didn't dislike him at all, how could he leave Nuomi's side by himself. After all, he had nowhere else to go. If the glutinous rice doesn't want him, he won't want it. He just stayed in this netherworld, even died here, and it seemed that there was nothing left.

It's just that you shouldn't think about it at this time.

The pillar smiled innocently at Nuomi's clear eyes. Flattened the drawing in his hand, and pointed out the four wrong points one by one as he had told Nuomi before, and then slowly said, "These places are wrong." ”

"Drawing a mistake? Are those disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect so careless?" Nuomi leaned his head and looked at the drawing, but there was no expression on his face.

If it had been changed a few days ago, she would have been a little indignant, thinking that those monks had obviously remembered something wrong, but they had pushed all such mistakes onto the pillars, and they couldn't explain it very clearly.

But what has happened these days is too much, and it is too unexpected for glutinous rice. It had only been a few days, but she seemed to feel that a very long time had passed, and that all the things that had happened before had reached a very distant place, so that she could not even remember, let alone use extra strength to get angry or angry.

The pillar shook his head, wiped the marks on the drawing with his fingertips, and pointed out the places to the glutinous rice.

Nuomi was stunned for a moment, leaned in front of the drawing, and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then it seemed that he suddenly saw a little clue.

The pattern on the drawing is drawn with something like carbon strips, not ordinary pen and ink, at this time on the paper, although a long time has passed, but it can still be seen that the lines on the top have not dried up, and the pillar is rubbed with a fingertip, and the black toner on the top has become blurred.

At this time, the shape on the drawing has become a little less like an ark, but a little like an ordinary house. Especially the four places pointed out by the pillars, at this time, a kind of blurry black has been rubbed out, and there are no details at all, just a vague black shadow.

But when the place turned into a pure black shadow, this drawing seemed to be a lot more pleasing to the eye, but it didn't feel as awkward as it had been.

"Aren't they mistaken?" Nuomi tilted her head and turned left and right to look at the drawing, as if she suddenly saw something from the drawing, "Is there a mismatch between the inside and outside of this?" ”

In fact, if you want to say that the monks of the Immortal Cultivation Sect are wrong, Nuomi himself doesn't believe it very much.

After all, the monks had been cleaning the ark, and they could see it clearly inside and out. They are all monks, and they are not ordinary mortals, and their five senses are very sensitive in the human world, and it is impossible for them to be like ordinary people, and there is something like reading and drawing the wrong thing.

But if there was any other explanation, she really couldn't think of it herself, so once the pillar was confirmed, the first thing she could think of was that there was something wrong with the monks of the Immortal Cultivation Sect in their memories or when they were drawing.

Looking at that drawing now, it was as if she had captured something in her head.

But the light was only fleeting, and when she looked at the drawings carefully, she no longer remembered what she had just grasped in her head.

The pillar looked at the glutinous rice with a smile on the side.

The smile in his eyes was very gentle, and he waited quietly for the glutinous rice to explore the drawing. It wasn't until Nuomi scratched his head and threw a distress-seeking look at him that he explained to Nuomi with careful words.

"It's not the same inside as it is outside." The pillar rubbed the four already blurry places with his fingertips, and when he rubbed it, he dyed his fingertips with a layer of lead black, "If the inside and outside are different, the painting will be different." ”

If this had been figured out, it wouldn't seem to be that difficult. But before I saw it clearly, I just felt that there was nothing wrong with this drawing. If it weren't for the pillars thinking about how to make zuò all the way, it would have been impossible to find anything wrong in this drawing.

Those disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect had never known carpentry work, nor had they considered how those nodes went, and naturally they had not considered the problems in between.

The ark they saw on a daily basis was on the outside and inside. But in fact, there is still a slight difference between the two sides here.

Such a difference, even a monk, as long as he is not particularly concerned, is impossible to notice.

When they were composing this drawing, comparing the inside and outside of the ark, it was natural to blur the place where the inside and outside did not coincide, and the drawing seemed a little inferior.

This subtle discrepancy, from the drawing point, does not seem to be different, but it has a very difficult impact on the real creation of the ark.

It can be said that with these four places, ordinary carpentry monks could not rebuild the ark at all.

Glutinous rice didn't care what the pillar was doing and thinking in the past few days, she just blindly followed the pillar, and now when she saw the pillar cracking the secret of the drawing, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she showed a look of worship towards the pillar.