"Master, Miss Zhang and the young master of the Han family have sneaked back to Zhang's mansion."

When Wen Song reported the matter to Liu Fenggu, the latter was standing in front of the desk, holding the brush in his hand intently, and the pen was flying.

Although Liu's father is middle-aged, he maintains the most basic appearance as the protagonist's father. The Liu couple didn't know how to take care of it, and the years had not left any obvious traces on their bodies.

If you don't look at the calm temperament that can only be precipitated in time, no one will believe it if you drag it out and say that it is the parents of the three siblings of the Liu family.

But fortunately, Liu Fuyun is used to the family's painting style, and it will not be strange even if their appearance remains the same after twenty years.

Hearing Wen Song's words, Liu Fenggu did not answer. The pen in his hand was dipped in the inkstone, and the full tip of the pen drew the last stroke on the rice paper. At the end, putting the brush aside, Liu Fenggu picked up the work he had just written and looked at it for a long time, then sighed and shook his head with some regret.

"Just tell Bai Zhu to keep an eye on it, and let the two children say goodbye to Mrs. Zhang." As he spoke, he crumpled the rice paper in his hand and tossed it aside.

"Yes."

Wen Song replied and turned to leave.

Father Liu frowned slightly and thought for a few seconds, then picked out the thinnest pen from the pen stand, drew a piece of paper again, and drew it.

The sunlight shone into the room, and the wooden windows split into wisps and hit the floor. The man in a pale cyan robe stood quietly painting, his gaze focused as if he were looking at his beloved.

This scene alone is a perfect picture.

There was another knock on the door.

"Please come in." Liu Feng answered, but did not raise his head.

This is what Liu Fuyun saw when he entered the house.

"Father." She coughed softly and called in a low voice.

Hearing Liu Fuyun's voice, the pen in Liu's father's hand paused without a trace, and then naturally took the book on the side and put it in front of him, blocking the painting on the rice paper.

With Liu Fuyun's eyesight, he only saw a few lines, and he didn't see the content of the picture clearly.

Yo, it's mysterious.

The system suddenly laughed "hihihi", and the demonic voice made her temples jump.

"It's Yun'er, what's the matter?" Liu Fenggu put the pen down and raised his head, and asked with a gentle smile.

"Uncle Liu said that you have a complete map of the east here, I don't know if you can borrow your daughter to take a look."

In this era when there is no printing and transportation is inconvenient, all the maps are personally explored and painted with a pen, and each one is extremely precious. Originally, I didn't have much hope to ask the housekeeper Uncle Liu, but I didn't expect to learn that Father Liu really had it here, so she planned to come and ask.

If you can borrow it, let the system scan a copy in case you need it.

The map that traveled through the four directions only had the outline of each place, and nothing else, which was too general.

"The complete map of the east is in the east..."Liu Fenggu repeated in a low voice, looking at her with a smile.

"Yes." If her father asked her what she wanted a map for, she said she would learn geography.

"Follow me."

Liu Fenggu said as he walked around the desk and towards the small room in the corner of the study.

followed Liu's father into the mysterious-looking room with the door unlocked, and Liu Fuyun found that there was only a bookcase stained with an entire wall in this small room.

"This half is all maps, Yun'er has to see which one to find by herself." He pointed to the half of the cabinet on the left filled with wooden boxes.

"Oh oh! Trench! The system shouted excitedly.

Liu Fuyun blinked, also a little surprised.

Where did you get so much, it's a bit too exaggerated.

“... Thank you father. ”

"Yun'er turn it slowly, go out first for your father." Father Liu said and patted Liu Fuyun's shoulder gently, and then left the room to her and went out by herself.

Walking to the front of the bookcase, Liu Fuyun looked at the wooden boxes with the locations written on them, reached out and picked up the box that said Linshui City, opened it and took out the picture that was rolled into a scroll inside.

Carefully unfold the map, which was so detailed that she was speechless.

The location of the Xilaishun restaurant is marked.

"It's amazing, but after all, it's our father's own territory, and this city is not big, so it should be more detailed." The system scanned the diagram as it spoke, and archived it.

It's all here, and one person simply starts to scan one by one, and it's very happy.

"That's right, host!" The system suddenly called out in a sinister voice, and pretended to mysteriously suppress the sound that no one could hear except Liu Fuyun. "Do you want to know what our dad was hiding just now?"

"You see?"

"Of course, although it is only for a short moment, but people are the product of the highest crystallization of human wisdom, and naturally all of them have been swept down." The system looked triumphant.

Originally, Liu Fuyun didn't care much about what Liu's father had drawn, but since the system mentioned it, she was also a little interested.

"What is it?"

"Have you ever heard of stickman?"

Liu Fuyun: "......?" ”

"It's the kind of human body that uses lines to represent it..."

"I know, and then." Liu Fuyun interrupted the systematic academic explanation and urged.

"Daddy drew five stickmen, one with two swords, one with a fan, one with a bow, and two hihihi holding hands at the very edge, standing in a row like Fuwa."

As he spoke, the system called up the transparent display screen in front of Liu Fuyun and projected the picture he had just seen.

Looking at the similar creations she also carried out when she was in elementary school, for a moment, Liu Fuyun felt that Liu's father's character suddenly collapsed.

This soul painting, the elegant man in the pale cyan robe outside, is not a painting style no matter how you look at it, it is too disobedient!

There is a kind of old man in Taoist robes, fairy wind bones, white hair and eyebrows, sitting there, slapping the calculator while giving people a fortune telling!

In the lower right corner of the painting with five stickmen, the three words "willow wind bone" of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing are written there, and the pen is particularly imposing, so the overall look is even more discordant...

"I didn't expect Daddy Liu to be a soul painter, no wonder he hid." The system encrypted and stored the painting and carefully preserved.

On the other hand, Zhang's Mansion is not so relaxed.

Zhang Lingyu and Han Tian ran all the way to Mrs. Zhang's courtyard, watching the already deserted courtyard become more and more depressed, Zhang Lingyu felt all kinds of bad in her heart.

She suddenly felt a little self-blame, her mother lived in this environment, but she lived a relaxed and comfortable life in Hanfu, which was simply unfilial.

Standing in front of the door, she was suddenly a little timid, hesitated for a while and felt Han Tian hold her hand tightly, then she made up her mind, stepped forward and knocked on the door gently.