Murong Fei walked towards the crazy Mo Chen step by step, her eyes hit the shredded painting paper on the ground, which was painted in deep black, and she couldn't see what was drawn?

On an easel is also a pair of drawing paper painted in different shades of black.

She picked up a paintbrush, dipped it in bright yellow paint, and drew yellow Kong Ming lanterns on the paper.

The sketches, which were originally invisible, were instantly brought to life by those Kong Ming lanterns floating like meteors, and it can be seen that it is a painting of countless Kong Ming lanterns floating on the Great Wall in the middle of the night.

She turned to look at the boy, "Is this what you want?" ”

The young man's eyes flickered at the painting, and without shouting, he grabbed the pen and continued to draw on the paper.

The old man saw that his grandson was no longer making trouble, and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you!" Thank you so much, girl! But how do you know that's what he wants to draw? ”

Murong Fei's face froze, of course she knew, because she had seen the finished product of this painting, "I am, guess." I didn't expect to guess correctly. ”

"Feifei, you're so good, you can guess it. It turns out that you can still draw, why haven't I heard my father say that you have learned to draw? "Su Xiao.

"If you draw it casually, isn't it easy to draw a Kong Ming lantern?" Murong Fei said easily, as if she could draw it by a person, and then she changed the topic, "Grandpa, you want to buy agarwood for your grandson, right?" ”

The old man nodded, "Let's go downstairs." ”

Murong Fei and Su Xiao followed the old man downstairs and sat on the old wooden chair.

The old man poured tea for Murong Fei and Su Xiao, "Our family name is Mo, my son and daughter-in-law died early, I only have one grandson by my side, and I have been autistic since I was a child. Usually he doesn't speak, he paints every day, and occasionally he goes crazy without knowing why. ”

"So, you want to buy agarwood for him to calm his nerves." Murong Fei said.

"That's right! Just to calm him down. This is what an old Chinese medicine doctor told me that I used to have a piece of high-quality agarwood at home, which had run out, so I wanted to buy some. The old man said.

Su Xiao looked at the simple furnishings in the old man's house and muttered, "Can you afford it?" ”

Murong Fei glared at Su Xiao and turned his head to comfort the old man, "It's okay, my Bai Qi was dug from the mountains and is worthless." But I'm just bringing a little sample today, so it's not much, so you can try it for Mo Chen first. ”

She took out the agarwood wrapped in layers of paper from her backpack.

Because she didn't know if someone lied to her, she didn't dare to bring it all, and only cut a slice.

The old man took the paper bag and looked at the agarwood inside, pinched a little bit and put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully, "Well, it's indeed a top-grade Bai Qi." It's worth that price. I'll go and light the incense burner for Mo Chen. ”

"Okay." Murong Fei said with a smile.

The old man got up and went upstairs with agarwood.

Su Xiao pulled Murong Fei, "You just gave it to him?" You didn't even talk about the price! And I don't think he has any money. ”

"If you don't have money, you don't have money, I gave it to him." Murong Fei said.

It's for Mo Chen, what is she reluctant to do? What if you give everything to Mo Chen?

The memories of her previous life flashed in her mind, and she didn't expect that after being reborn, the time when she and Mo Chen met would be ten years earlier!

"Sent? Didn't you say that thing was expensive? Su Xiao's words suddenly paused, "Wow! Do you smell it? It smells so good! It smells so good! I've never smelled such a nice aroma! ”

"This is Bai Qi, a fresh and refreshing incense, which can penetrate people's souls and is a sacred object for people to communicate with the soul of the Buddha." Murong Fei.