Just as everyone was concentrating on the painting in their hands, two more figures appeared in the corner of the main hall.

The king of Nancheng glanced at the women in the hall, and all kinds of people seemed to be dazzled. He is not in a hurry to pick and choose, after all, in the end, the eight best women will stand out.

He looked sideways at the empty dust and looked intently, and asked symbolically, "Master of the empty dust, but you can see the one who meets the eye?" ”

Kongchen moved away faintly from the shadow in the distance, and said in a cold voice: "The poor monk will only see if there are people who practice Huigen, and this kind of poor monk can't see it." ”

The king of Nancheng knew that he was modest, and laughed heartily twice, "The final choice is still for Master Lao." ”

Kongchen nodded silently, glanced in one direction, turned his head and left quietly with the king of Nancheng.

At night, Mama Su sorted out the roster of the day and the selected paintings, and respectfully presented them to the king of Nancheng.

The king of Nancheng took the booklet and flipped through it, there were only a few names on it, "This is the result of the daytime test?" ”

He must have been quite dissatisfied with the result, and his words were gloomy.

Mama Su said truthfully and respectfully: "These women are all ladies in the boudoir, naturally they have never experienced such a scene, and it is inevitable to be frightened and afraid." ”

King Nancheng rubbed his temples with his fingers and sighed, "But you know that what I need is not a weak woman. ”

"The slave understands, fortunately, there are still a few candidates." Mama Su lowered her head and said.

Nancheng Wang's fingers flipped through the paintings in front of him at will, and these selected painters were naturally unusual, and they were speechless in terms of the weight of the pen or the skills, which made people can't help but marvel.

He flipped through the pages, suddenly stopped, frowned at the painting in front of him, and thought for a long time before turning his head and asking Kongchen, "What is the purpose of this painting?" ”

He can't deny that the person who painted this painting is naturally very good, and it is no different from the previous ones, but the content of this painting does not seem to match the title.

Kongchen glanced at the painting with faint eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye on the painting was the mountains and dense pine forests covering the whole painting. In the middle of the pine forest, there is only a bluestone path stretching out from the mountain, winding to the foot of the mountain, and a monk is carrying water up the mountain along the path from the foot of the mountain.

The whole painting is exquisite in terms of skill, whether it is the branches and leaves of the pine forest or the monk's expression and movements, everything is vivid, but the whole picture is not the slightest shadow of the temple.

Seeing that Kongchen didn't speak for a long time, Mama Su said: "A bluestone path winds from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, which means that there must be people living in this mountain. And there is a monk carrying water on this path, which is the application for the existence of a temple in this mountain. ”

She paused, "The painting is surrounded by dense pine forests, rolling hills, and you can imagine a temple in the mountains that is hidden behind it. ”

"The title of this time is the ancient temple in the deep mountains, hidden but not visible, but you can see the existence of the temple from other things, and the clever use of this Tibetan word, the person who painted it is really ingenious!"

Even her usually serious face couldn't help but show appreciation.

After listening to this explanation, King Nancheng's eyes lit up, and then he looked down at the painting in front of him, and felt a few more different feelings.

He looked up and asked urgently, "Is this woman in that book?" ”

Mama Su responded: "Yes, and it is the only one." ”

"What's your name? Whose girl is it? King Nancheng immediately asked.

Mama Su replied, "The eldest lady of the Shang Jia Yu family, Yurong." ”

The king of Nancheng clapped his hands and smiled: "Slim, thriving, good name!" ”

Mama Su looked at Nancheng Wang Yueran's appearance, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but have a hint of a smile.

Kongchen stood aside indifferently, looking at this one with his eyes intent, and he didn't know what he was thinking. It's just that he vaguely frowned slightly on his indifferent face.

Jiang Yan and Yufu were trapped on the mountain for two days, but they found that there was little food left in the cottage, and they were overstretched.

Only then did I learn from the reluctant mouth of the owner of the village that the reason why he robbed them so recklessly was just because the old and young people on the mountain were running out of rations.

After Jiang Yan found out, he naturally didn't have a good face, and he scolded him all the time, which made the owner of the village blush.

The owner of the village took advantage of his intermission to have the courage to ask, "Brother, what should I do now?" ”

Jiang Yan had a gloomy face, what he was most angry about was not that he was hiding this matter from him, but that the situation was already so serious, they also slapped his swollen face and became fat, and sent delicious food and drink to his house.

Of course, he didn't feel sorry for them and couldn't eat, but it made his self-esteem as the owner of the village in the dark very frustrated for a while.

"How many more days?"

The owner of the village hesitated for a while, and timidly stretched out five fingers.

"Five days?!" Jiang Yan roared angrily.

The owner of the village turned pale, and in the sight of him about to eat himself, he trembled and broke off a finger.

"Four days?!" Jiang Yan spit out between his teeth.

The face of the owner of the village turned a little whiter, in Jiang Yan's face that gradually became the background color of the pot, in his own face as white as paper,

Finally, he broke his finger to only one.

"One day?" Jiang Yan sneered and gave a thumbs up, "It's really good!" ”

The owner of the village squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Jiang Yan turned around angrily and said in a loud voice, "Fu'er, let's go!" Even if you fall to death on the road, you won't starve to death in the mountains! ”

The owner of the village immediately panicked, and he couldn't care about anything, so he jumped forward, hugged his thigh, cried and wiped his tears: "Brother, you can save me!" You can't just watch the whole cottage starve to death! ”

Jiang Yan was so angry with him that he couldn't speak, and he slowed down for a long time before he tried to say in the most gentle voice: "There is only one day's rations left, if I hadn't found out, would you still be here to slap your swollen face and support the fat man?" ”

The owner of the village snorted, and did not answer his words, but hugged his thigh miserably and cried: "Brother! Save me! ”

Yufu, who was alarmed by Jiang Yan before, looked at the owner of the village in front of her, and she couldn't bear it in her heart, after all, she had a short mouth for eating people.

When she thought that it was her meal for the past few days, which caused such an urgent situation, she felt even more uncomfortable, and instantly returned to the feeling she felt when she learned that she was eating Ah Hua.

"Jiang Yan, if you can, you can help, after all, we have also received a lot of favors here."

As soon as the owner of the village heard Yufu speak, he nodded anxiously like a chicken pecking rice, and did not forget to say miserably: "Brother, the life of the whole cottage old and young!" Elder brother! ”

Jiang Yan glanced at him coldly, "He was the one who tied us up the mountain in the first place, there was no original out, why did he come out now." ”

When the owner of the village heard this, he wanted to die. Why did the group of people who only knew how to eat and useless things to eat had to invite these ancestors up the mountain.

I can't send it away, and I eat quite a lot.

The most important thing is that the dignity of the owner of the village, which he has finally established, really collapsed in a second!