For some reason, looking at the big man opposite, the man in women's clothes couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy for him. His eyes seem to contain a strong complex emotion, which is inevitably touching. Maybe before the outbreak of mutation, he was originally a master painter, but now he can only hide in this deep mountain and old forest, reminiscing about the past and lamenting emptyly.

"It's a pity that I only have a wine glass now, if the old gentleman doesn't mind ......" In order to avoid continuing to evoke the memories of the "old man", the woman warmly changed the topic. It's just that where could he have thought that before the atavistic mutation, the other party was actually an otaku who didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting, and what he was talking to at this time was another personality born from the memory of reincarnation!

"It's okay, it's okay!" When Zhu Qian heard this, his eyes suddenly regained his brightness, and he said busily.

Seeing that the "old man" was so informal, the man in women's clothes couldn't help but smile, filled a glass of wine, let down his guard and stepped forward. Taking the wine glass handed to him, Zhu Qian couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and directly raised his head and drank it all.

"Wine! Such a blessing, what more can the husband ask for! Hahahaha......"

"What does the old gentleman think of this wine?"

"Wonderful, wonderful! I don't know if you can ......."

Seeing that the "old man's" gaze seemed to be stuck to the wine bottle in his hand, the woman and the man were not stingy, so he simply handed over the whole bottle of wine, and said with a smile: "The old gentleman doesn't have to be polite. If you don't enjoy it later, there are still a few bottles in the forest hut not far away. ”

"The little friend is generous, but the old man has no long things, so he paints a gift exchange, how about it?"

"It's really a blessing for the younger generations. But old man, can we stop talking so plainly, I'm not used to it! ”

When Zhu Qian heard this, he immediately laughed, and didn't say much, just handed him back the wine bottle and glass, and then walked straight to the easel, replaced it with a piece of rice paper, and picked up a paintbrush at random, but he didn't put it down immediately. Closed his eyes and muttered for a while, when Zhu Qi opened his eyes again, the tip of the pen had fallen without hesitation, seemingly careless, not into the ink method, but in fact, it was flowing water, all in the artistic conception. One stroke and one ink, all just right, as if it were natural.

It only took seven strokes to complete it, which can be described as a treasure of ink. Let's look at the painting, a fledgling spreads its wings at the beginning, goes to the blue sky, is full of vitality, and inscribes two lines of poetry - "The previous dynasty is no longer gray, and the young eagle flies and flies". The brushstrokes of this painting are vigorous, the techniques are unrestrained, and the shape is exaggerated, and if you understand his painting, you can find that his painting intention is completely different from that of his life, not only the obsession of reversing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty has disappeared, but also transcends all things.

"Little friend?"

After the painting, the men in women's clothing who were watching from the sidelines were already dumbfounded, originally he thought that he was talented, as the best of the rising stars of the current generation, he was already accomplished at a young age, and his future achievements were limitless. However, at this moment, he realized that he was like the frog at the bottom of the well, and he was still complacent about it from time to time. In ancient times, there were seven steps to poetry, but I never thought that this gentleman could paint with seven strokes, such a miraculous skill at his fingertips, obviously a high degree of combination of emotion and skill, and it is difficult for him to match in this life.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately leaned in, eager to admire this masterpiece. Just one glance, he was already intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself. For a moment, he seemed to be transformed into the young eagle and blended into the painting, although there was nothing around, but there was a warm breeze and boundless freedom.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, and after confirming it several times, he finally lost his voice and shouted, "Eight ...... Bada Shanren! How can it be? ”

"The dust has been buried under the loess, so don't mention it."

"Sir, are you reincarnated in the Filthy Earth?" The man in women's clothing did not doubt him, because this painting was the best proof of identity, and no one else could copy it.

"Serendipitous coincidence, past and present lives...... Little friend, my wish has been fulfilled, I am afraid that there will be no time in the future, and I hope to cherish myself. ”

"Huh? No, I have a lot more to ask you for! ”

"I'm sorry friend, but I probably can't help you with that. Also, I hope you don't tell anyone about what you saw me, I don't want to be hunted down all over the world. There will be a period later! As the master of it, Wen Renchu regained control of his body in an instant, and after speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

In the face of the other party's sudden refinement, although the man in women's clothes was inevitably a little stunned, when he saw the black guy on the other party's back, he immediately threw the Bada Shanren and everything else out of the clouds for the time being. Obviously, this thing was more important to him than anything else.

"Wait a minute, can you tell me where you got that ruler from?"

"Ruler? Do you mean this long, flat stick? Wen Renchu took off the soul ruler tied to his back with vines, pretending not to know, the so-called defense of people is indispensable, and the identity of the other party is unknown, and it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, so he still habitually chooses to act cautiously, "I remember that it seems to have been picked up in the suburbs, and I saw that it was a little special and hard enough, so I picked it up for self-defense." How? Is this yours? ”

"Not really, but it's a friend of mine, who has been missing for more than ten days and hasn't been heard from since."

"I see...... But I didn't see a figure in the vicinity at the time, so I guess I landed there on the way. Wen Renchu opened his mouth while secretly raising his vigilance in his heart, because he had no impression of this person at all, but this person said that he was his friend.

"Maybe! Anyway, can you please tell me the exact location of that place? Maybe we'll find some clues. ”

"Looks like you care a lot about your friend!"

"Of course! Although I only met him once-in-a-side, he was undoubtedly the most attractive man I have ever met. Since the last time I said goodbye, I went back to ask my grandfather about him, but unfortunately before we could see each other again, he had an accident......"

Seeing that he said something and was sad, it didn't look like he was making up a story at all, Wen Renchu couldn't help frowning and thought about it carefully...... Staring at his face after makeup, combined with what he had just said, it took Wen Renchu a long time to finally recognize who he was. In fact, it's no wonder, who let himself not even look at him last time!

"Return to Haichuan?"