Before visiting Nengren Temple in Jiangxi, Yu Yiping also planned to bring one thing. Writing, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info this thing is indispensable for visiting, and with it, you can know whether this pure practice is another pure cultivation or not. The Monkey King has a real and fake Monkey King, and Li Kui has a Li Ghost to pretend to, but everyone knows that real gold is not afraid of fire to refine. Just check the right body and you'll know.

Yu Yiping knew that there was someone who could help him get it, and only this person had this ability, and this person was Nie Yuanhang, who was still locked up in the Wuzhen Police Station!

Nie Yuanhang is a top student of the Academy of Fine Arts, and he can paint Gu Qiuying vividly when he has only seen one side, so although he can't see this pure cultivation with his own eyes, if Yu Yiping describes the physical characteristics of pure cultivation in detail, Yu Yiping thinks that it shouldn't be difficult for Nie Yuanhang!

How superb are Nie Yuanhang's painting skills? Yu Yiping wanted to try it this time, and by the way, he could also see whether Nie Yuanhang's painting of Gu Qiuying was really kung fu or there was another reason.

When Yu Yiping placed a drawing board in front of Nie Yuanhang, Nie Yuanhang still didn't understand what it meant.

"I say the basic characteristics of a person's appearance, and you draw the person according to my description. How do you understand it, just draw like this, it doesn't matter if you look like it or not, the key is to show me your painting skills. Yu Yiping smiled and handed Nie Yuanhang a paintbrush.

"I'll give it a try!" Nie Yuanhang took the pen and polished it on the drawing board a few times.

"This man is a monk, with six ring scars on the top of his head, he is about thirty-eight years old, his facial skin is fair, his face is Chinese, his sword eyebrows are starry, the bridge of his nose is straight, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned when he speaks. The ears are not big, but the earlobes are thick. By the way, he will habitually frown when thinking about problems, and there are obvious Sichuan character lines between the hearts of his eyebrows. There was always a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, which he couldn't say. After saying so much in one breath, Yu Yiping didn't know what else he hadn't said clearly, and he couldn't think of anything if he thought about it.

I saw that Nie Yuanhang's hand kept swishing on the drawing board, Nie Yuanhang thought about it, drew it, and took the drawing board away from time to time to look at it for a while.

"One more thing, his second front tooth on his left side is a little bit tilted inward." Yu Yiping remembered another detail to add.

Nie Yuanhang never stopped the brush in his hand from beginning to end, he remembered Yu Yiping's words by heart, and slowly pondered in his heart, this time, he painted extremely seriously. He had a hunch that the person he was going to paint today was inextricably linked to his unjust case. This person should have an inseparable relationship with that innocent Gu Qiuying. Is this the person Yu Yiping is going to find? Where will Yu Yiping take this portrait to find him?

Time was passing little by little, and the room was quiet, except for the ticking of the wall clock on the wall, only Nie Yuanhang's paintbrush was left on the drawing board, and about an hour later, Nie Yuanhang slowly slowed down the brush in his hand and put the finishing touches on the sketch. Finally, he stopped the brush in his hand.

"Look, is this the person?" Nie Yuanhang turned the sketchpad in his hand and faced Yu Yiping.

On the drawing board, a sharp-eyed monk leaped onto the page.

"Pure Cultivation! No! It's Huiding! That's him! That's right! Yu Yiping exclaimed with the drawing board in his hand.

"Detective Yu, who do you say he is?" Nie Yuanhang looked at Yu Yiping in surprise.

"Nie Yuanhang! You're so good! I believe that Gu Qiuying will never be killed by you, and I now believe that you are a portrait master! After putting away the painting, Yu Yiping hurriedly said goodbye to Nie Yuanhang.

"Wait for me! I'll give you a fair result! Yu Yiping clenched Nie Yuanhang's hand.