Chapter Seventy-Three: The Immortal Pen

"Okay, I'll call him again." Lin Ling pursed his lips.

Lin Qingmo came to Su Yiming's side and asked, "Do you want to call the police?" ”

"Do you find it useful to call the police?" Su Yiming blinked, if it was useful to call the police, he wouldn't have to be so melancholy.

At this time, I saw a little girl coming out of the villa, wearing red clothes, it was Gongsun Ying.

She heard the fighting, and now she was a little frightened.

"Who is she?" Lin Qingmo looked stunned.

"One...... Forget it, you don't know. Su Yiming looked at Lin Ling again, "Can I trouble you and take her to your house to hide for two days, I will solve everything in these two days and will not cause you trouble." ”

Lin Ling looked at Su Yiming seriously, "For a little girl who has nothing to do with you, do you think it's worth it?" ”

"I don't know if it's worth it, but if I don't help her, then I'll definitely regret it."

Seeing that Su Yiming's tone was very serious and serious, not like a joke, Lin Ling nodded, "Okay, I will take her to my house to hide for two days, if you need help during this period, remember to look for me." ”

"Come here." Su Yiming walked over and picked up the little girl, and said, "You go back to her house with this sister, her father and your uncle are good friends, and your uncle will come to pick you up in two days." ”

Gongsun Ying looked at Su Yiming with red eyes.

She didn't resist and followed Lin Ling away.

After that, Su Yiming found someone to clean the villa, and he came to the second villa alone.

Two days passed, and nothing happened during that time.

Xu Zhu's side is also trying his best to investigate the affairs of the Gongsun family.

Except for the troubles that have not yet been resolved, nothing seems to have happened, and life is peaceful and fun.

During this period, Su Yiming's mother called him and asked Su Yiming if he had any money, and if he didn't, he could just ask them for it.

Su Yiming only knew that this time the elder sister got married, and his father was happy for several days, after all, the bride price given by the man was 600,000.

At night, Su Yida opened the peephole and wandered around the new villa area, and at the same time, the picture in the peeping mirror also changed with his movement.

"Guan Guan pheasant dove...... ...... on River Island"

In the distance, I heard a voice coming from my mobile phone.

Su Yiming was puzzled, it was the sound of a group of children reading.

Walking in the direction of the sound, Su Yiming's head hit a wall, he immediately rubbed his somewhat red forehead, and looked at the phone again.

Inside is a small house.

A small room, but magnificent, there are more than a dozen children in it who seem to be students, an old man in his seventies is holding a brush in his hand, the old man is writing and drawing on a blank piece of paper, the pen is a dragon and snake, and after a while, a picture of mountains and rivers appeared, lifelike, ink style, even Su Yiming saw it, and he was full of praise.

Although he didn't know anything about this kind of painting.

"Great." The little ones inside began to applaud.

The old man stroked his beard, then smiled and said: "This is not the teacher's credit, it is drawn by this immortal pen, as long as you think in your heart, then it can be drawn on paper, of course, you must meditate...... Tomorrow's exam is meditation, as long as anyone can use this pen to draw a picture of mountains and rivers, the heart test, I count him as qualified. ”

"Cow." Su Yiming looked at the brush.

The brush was placed on the inkstone by the old man.

Su Yiming looked at it, the location of the brush was still far away, he was not a long-handed monk, he couldn't get it, there was a wall in front of him, and the only way to get the brush was to enter this family's house.

Su Yiming came to the door of this family and pressed the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman looked at Su Yiming and asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Oh, I'm in charge of checking the circuit, there's something wrong with the cell circuit, it could cause a fire." Su Yiming opened his mouth and said.

The woman paused, looked around, and looked Su Yiming up and down again, "I haven't seen you before." ”

"If you don't believe me, call the property and ask about it, I'm new here." Su Yiming said.

"Okay, let's come in and see." The woman said.

She didn't believe in Su Yiming, but in the security in the villa area.

Su Yiming walked in, and the layout was not as big as his villa.

When he came to the room, Su Yiming took out his mobile phone and approached the brush step by step, and finally arrived, he put his hand in it, grabbed the brush and took it out.

"Good!" Su Yiming laughed and looked at the brush in his hand.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.

Only one woman's chest was seen.

Su Yiming lowered his head, and now he can see it clearly.

"Great." He couldn't help but say.

"Ahh A woman's screams rang out, and the woman immediately covered her chest.

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong." Su Yiming shouted.

"Rogue, stinky rascal." The woman scolded.

Although he was kicked by the woman, he also got what he wanted, and he didn't lose anything.

Coming outside, Su Yiming took out a brush and glanced at it, and then laughed.

"Huh? Why does it suddenly look so much bigger? Su Yiming looked puzzled.

Don't......

"Small."

With a breath, the brush returned to its original size, as long as chopsticks.

"I'll go, hang like this." Su Yiming shouted again: "Big, big, big......"

After three sounds, the brush is already long.

"I guess this can't be made of a golden hoop stick." Su Yiming smacked his lips, "Big, big ......"

The brush directly became five or six meters long, but fortunately there was no one around here.

"Change back to the way you were." Su Yiming said again.

The brush suddenly changed back to its original shape.

"Good stuff." Su Yiming smiled, put the Tianxian pen into the sachet, and returned to the villa, he couldn't wait for a long time, he immediately took out a blank piece of paper, followed the old man in the mirror, closed his eyes and came up with a painting in his mind.

But the brush didn't move at all.

Tried a few times and it was like this.

Su Yiming opened his eyes, and there was nothing on the white paper.

"Could it be that the old man is lying?" Su Yiming frowned, impossible, if it is a lie, it means that the old man's painting skills are first-class.

By the way, the old man said that you must meditate, and only by meditating can you make the immortal pen draw what you think in your heart.

It seems that my heart is not quiet enough, try again.

The brush was placed on top of the white paper, and he concentrated on it, and a very beautiful picture appeared in his mind, and the brush began to move on its own.

As soon as he came out of a form, the picture in Su Yiming's mind suddenly became blurry, and the brush began to scribble at will, and finally the white paper turned into a piece of waste paper.