Murong Qianqian washed her hands, but did not immediately return to the lobby.

She washed her face with water again, but her face was still hot.

Thinking of Ouyang Kai's gaze at him just now, Murong Qianqian's heart was moved again, thinking of that caring gaze, her face became even hotter, so she patted her face with water, and Murong Qianqian pouted.

I have a lot of complaints about Ouyang Kai in my heart: Why do you look at others with that kind of vision, and you almost get discovered!

If Ouyang Kai is here, she has to blush, and if she finds that someone else's hands are dirty, kindly remind her to wash her hands, it's normal.

It was Murong Qianqian, who didn't know what was thinking in her head, so she messed up first.

After taking a few deep breaths and patting his chest again, Murong Qianqian let out a long sigh of relief.

Pursing her lips, Murong Qianqian walked back to the lobby.

Ouyang Kai hadn't finished painting the hawker's appearance yet, but he just had a little more addition to his clothes than when Murong Qianqian left.

"Which way is his face deflected?"

As soon as Murong Qianqian came back, Ouyang Kai looked at her again and asked about the features on the vendor's face.

Although the clothes are obvious, most people look at a person's face first, and although most people look at the clothes at night, the crooked face of the vendor is too recognizable compared to the clothes.

Such characteristics are often easier to remember, and Ouyang Kai cares about this very much.

"It's going this way."

Murong Qianqian stretched out her hand and pointed to the left part of the figure's face in the painting, indicating that his face was tilted to the left.

But this time, he was clever and didn't touch the painting on the table, worried that his hand would be stained with ink again.

"Can you see his features?"

With definite morphological characteristics, the figures represented on the drawing paper will be more vivid and vivid, and will be easier to be recognized.

"It's blurry, I can't see clearly."

It was at night, and Murong Qianqian herself didn't particularly pay attention to what the vendor looked like, and after accidentally discovering that he had a crooked face, she took two more looks, but because the light was dim at the time, she couldn't see clearly, and then she opened the bottle, and then she was stunned.

"Is there anything else on it that you would like to add?"

The upper half of the peddler's body had already been drawn except for the facial features, and if there was nothing else to add, Ouyang Kai was ready to draw the trolley.

"Except for his face, there is none."

Murong Qianqian thought of it, everything had already been drawn on the drawing paper, and as for the rest, she didn't have any impression.

"How tall is he? Where was the trolley on his body? ”

The most obvious feature of the hawker is definitely the trolley, which has wheels underneath, which is very different from the stalls set up by other hawkers.

"Probably in this position."

Murong Qianqian pointed to the position of the person in the painting at the lower point of the chest.

"So short!"

Ouyang Kai knew how tall the trolley was, and with the bottles and cans on the cart, he could barely reach the upper half of Ouyang Kai's thighs.

According to Murong Qianqian's description, isn't that vendor more than a foot different from him?

Such a short character is rare in the rivers and lakes, and he has a crooked face, which is much better than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Soon, Ouyang Kai drew the trolley in front of the hawker, and even the bottles and cans on the trolley were clearly drawn.

"I'll draw a sample of your eyes, ears, mouth and nose first, and I'll change it when you come to me."

Just now, Murong Qianqian just said that it was very vague, and did not say that she couldn't see it at all, Ouyang Kai decided to draw some different appearance features, and let Murong Qianqian change it according to her memory.

For other painters, the most difficult thing to draw is the eyes, and if you want to paint the eyes vividly, you don't have a particularly good foundation, it's impossible.

However, for Ouyang Kai, drawing eyes couldn't be easier, this skill seems to be innate, anyway, he hasn't practiced it deliberately,

Soon, he drew several different pairs of eyes, and in each pair of eyes there was a story in them.

In order to make it easier for Murong Qianqian to remember the characteristics of some hawkers' eyes, Ouyang Kai also painted his eyes hazy, closer to the scene of watching people at night.

"It's these eyes, a little darker,"

Murong Qianqian looked back and forth at all the eyes drawn by Ouyang Kai, and her eyes stayed in front of a pair of eyes that were not prominent.

"Raise the corners of your eyes a little more, it should be like this."

These eyes should be the most similar to the hawker's eyes, of course, in a blurry situation, the hawker's eyes that Murong Qianqian remembered in his mind were similar to this.

"Look at this, don't you?"

Ouyang Kai drew another pair of eyes according to what Murong Qinqin said, and the shadow of his eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes also helped him lift up.

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

After seeing Ouyang Kai's newly drawn eyes, Murong Qianqian replied very affirmatively.

Ouyang Kai also nodded, although this method was a bit time-consuming, but fortunately, he found out his eyes.

By the time the nose was drawn, it was already late, and the mouth was still undrawn.

"Brother Zhuanzhi, go and bring the two adults back."

The time to disperse the yamen has already arrived, if Situ Zhuanzhi doesn't go to take Situ Jingping and Guo Wei back to the inn, then they will either walk back by themselves or spend the night in the yamen, in short, Situ Zhuanzhi's guard is incompetent.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Situ Zhuanzhi agreed very happily, but he didn't mean to walk at all.

"Why aren't you going?"

Ouyang Kai raised his head and looked at Situ Zhuanzhi, Situ Zhuanzhi didn't even change his action of watching him draw, not to mention going to pick up Situ Jingping and Guo Wei back.

"Let me take another look, just one look, and I'll go and get them back as soon as I'm done."

It's not that Situ Zhuan Zhi doesn't want to go, it's that Ouyang Kai's painting skills are so amazing that he wants to see Ouyang Kai finish the whole painting.

"If you don't go, it'll be dark."

Originally, it was not early, Situ Zhuanzhi was still lingering at the Qianyuan Inn, the sun was about to set, and at night, it would definitely not be as safe as during the day, even in Yunzhou City.

"Ah, oh, I'll go and get them back first, Childe, don't paint so fast."

After speaking, Situ Zhuanzhi ran away from the Qianyuan Inn.

Situ Zhuanzhi is not only admiring Ouyang Kai, it can be said that he admires him, originally he thought that Ouyang was only powerful in martial arts, but he didn't expect the painter in his hand to be so in the room, this can be called both martial arts and martial arts.

As far as Situ Zhuzhi is concerned, he has already spent a lot of effort to practice martial arts like this, and his attainments in poetry and poetry can be said to be at all.

When Situ Jingping and Guo Wei were taken back to the inn by Situ Zhuanzhi, Ouyang Kai was loading the mouths that Murong Qianqian had picked out for the hawkers.

When Situ Jingping saw this painting, the whole person was directly stunned.

Then he raised his head and looked at Ouyang Kai like a monster, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely not believe that this painting was from Ouyang Kai's hand.

"My lord, this is what the vendor looks like, because it was night, so it was a little vague."

After putting the hawker's mouth on it, Ouyang Kai put the brush away and said to Situ Jingping and Guo Wei.

But he didn't get a reply from Situ Jingping, Situ Jingping's eyes widened, staring at Ouyang Kai, he wanted to see clearly why Ouyang Kai had this kind of skill.

"Wow!"

Guo Wei snatched the painting from Ouyang Kai's hand and carefully examined the characters in the painting.

Suddenly, he seemed to have a feeling that the vendor seemed to be selling perfume to him, but when he looked closely, there was none, so he sighed heartily.

"I'm painting more portraits of hawkers, and tomorrow I can ask the people in Yunzhou City if they have seen this vendor."

When he was looking for Zhou Yi and Murong Qianqian in Zhaozhou, Ouyang Kai used this method.

But unlike the situation here, Murong Qianqian and Zhou Yi did not appear on the streets of Zhaozhou City before they were rescued.

And here in Yunzhou City, the hawker must have appeared on the streets of Yunzhou City, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival that day, so someone would definitely see him.

"Okay, so it's hard for Ouyang."

Ouyang Kai can restore the appearance of the hawker, Situ Jingping and Guo Weike do not have this ability.

That night, Ouyang Kai painted more than 100 portraits of hawkers, and he was accompanied by Murong Qianqian, who sharpened his ink.

Zhou Yi was sleepy very early, so she went back to the room early to rest, and Zhao Yiyi also followed her back to the room.

After finishing the painting, Ouyang Kai dried the painting and pressed it on the table, and then went upstairs with Murong Qianqian.

Murong Qianqian originally wanted to go back to her room to rest, but before she could open the door of her room, she was stopped by Ouyang Kai and picked up.

"Qianqian, are you still angry?"

When he returned to the inn today and opened the door of Murong Qianqian's room, Ouyang Kai saw the resentment on her.

I guess I wasn't very happy with the fact that I quietly left the room last night.

"No, Brother Ouyang, you put me down quickly, Lord Situ is downstairs."

In fact, Murong Qianqian also knew that Ouyang Kai was going to investigate the case, and her resentment towards him was actually not much, it had already disappeared, she was worried that Situ Jingping would find out about the relationship between the two of them.

"Then why weren't you afraid last night?"

Ouyang Kai was very impressed, it was Murong Qianqian who pulled herself into bed last night.

"Then didn't Master Situ already sleep last night!"

Before they went out, Situ Jingping and Guo Wei had already fallen asleep, and Murong Qianqian knew it, which was why she was so bold last night.

Ouyang Kai closed his eyes, carefully sensed the situation downstairs, and then said to Murong Qianqian softly,

"Now that Lord Situ has also slept, is Qianqian still afraid?"