"Qiu Ming, hurry up, how is my posture, is it the most beautiful?" The nine-colored deer stood on the bed and assumed a posture of looking up at the sky.

"Nine-colored deer, what are you doing with your neck, don't learn from the roaring dog. It's as good as usual, that's who you really are. Qiu Ming took the drawing board and said helplessly.

Who taught the nine-colored deer to pose in this TM, why does he think that the nine-colored deer seems to be getting more and more stinky and beautiful?

According to what Qiu Ming said, the nine-colored deer reluctantly changed to the usual posture of bowing his head to eat, if it hadn't been for a fruit bowl underneath, it wouldn't have done it.

Dipped in ink, Qiu Ming quickly waved the brush, and a minute later, a portrait of a nine-colored deer was drawn and lifelike.

The nine-colored deer admired his portrait with great satisfaction: "It's not bad, remember to find someone to frame it tomorrow and hang it here." Okay, let's move on to the second one. ”

After painting the nine-colored deer, looking at Xiao Qian's envious eyes, Qiu Ming painted another picture for Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian put it away beautifully, she was very sensible, she knew that her painting could not be hung at home, she was just a maid.

Since he had time, Qiu Ming drew a family photo by the way, although it was only reminisced in his head, but it was still completed quickly.

The next day, Qiu Ming drove back to his parents, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw that the props were rolling on the ground, and he seemed to be having a good time.

"You're back, what did you take?"

"I just found someone to frame the family photo I drew, let's see if I like it." Qiu Ming holds the painting to his chest.

"My son's painting is so good, I just look at hanging it in the living room, take down that oil painting, what is it?" Gu Banyue said as she took off an oil painting on the wall.

The paintings on the walls are just handicrafts, of course, they are also the works of famous artists, but oil paintings, especially the slightly abstract ones, are actually not appreciated by ordinary people at all, and they feel that they are the level of kindergartens, and even regarded as graffiti.

"Lao Qiu, look at it, is it crooked?"

"No, it's in the right place." Qiu Chongshan also admired his son's paintings, not only because they were painted by his son, but also because he couldn't appreciate the oil paintings, but when the house was bought, they didn't move.

The props looked at the paintings on the wall, and suddenly screamed and whined, looking very aggrieved.

Why isn't there me on the picture?!

"Okay, okay, you see, this is for you, hang it on your nest, right?" Qiu Ming hurriedly took out another painting to comfort the glass heart of the prop.

The prop looked at it closely, and then it became shaking its head again.

Qiu Ming only knew that Akita Shiba Inu could laugh, and now he found that the props could actually laugh, yes, it is worthy of the fact that he spent so much effort to cultivate, but it seems that in addition to all kinds of tricks, he still hasn't found any other skills in the props.

"Son, who is this painting, what kind of deer is this, how can there be patterns on the body, where is there such a deer." Gu Banyue looked at the portrait of the nine-colored deer and asked with a smile.

When the prop saw this portrait, the smile on his face disappeared again, and he hurriedly looked left and right, should the deer also come, is it planning to kick me secretly?

Seeing the worried little eyes of the props, Qiu Ming almost laughed: "Mom, this is a deer I raised, well, it's not an ordinary deer, bring it to you one day." ”

The nine-colored deer didn't come with me today, so I watched the TV series with Xiaoqian at home. You said that you are a divine beast, a unique divine beast, you don't cultivate well and work hard to improve yourself, why do you like watching TV series?

Fortunately, the nine-colored deer belongs to the kind of super divine beast that is growing in its sleeping cultivation, and Qiu Ming often uses spells to "feed", so the growth of the nine-colored deer is not too worried.

"By the way, Mom and Dad, have you finished taking the pill you left last time, do you still want it?"

"No, it's not good to take too many pills, step by step, in order to lay a solid foundation. Although your father and I are not as good as you now, I still have to advise you not to take too many pills, and don't pull out the seedlings to help them grow. ”

"yes, Mom, I see." Qiu Ming naturally knows this truth, he really doesn't care much about the improvement of cultivation now, he cares more about the understanding of the Dao, so that he can truly enter the realm of the Dao and become an immortal.

If it is just the accumulation of spiritual power, it is not difficult for him at all, but it is a pity that the understanding of the Tao cannot be achieved by retreat, but more importantly, enlightenment.

Just like Liu Ruozhuo, who has been stuck at the peak of the Refining Void Realm for many years, once he has an epiphany, he immediately retreats and easily enters the Merge Dao Realm. Now is the accumulation of spiritual power, as long as the foundation is laid, you can steadily ascend to the heavenly realm.

He got a statue for himself and fulfilled the small wishes of some people, hoping to collect more incense wishes. But in fact, Qiu Ming can't use these now, because he can't do it yet.

Now it's just laying the foundation, it's like casting a net, and the day has not yet come to close the net.

Qiu Ming thought about it, he had never heard of that temple, and he knew that it had just been built, so it would definitely not be able to attract tourists.

He got it for almost a day, and there weren't many people, mainly because the passenger flow was too small, if it was Shaolin Temple, Wudang Mountain, or something, the passenger flow would definitely be thousands of times, and the effect would naturally be better.

There are two ways to attract tourist flow, the first is to make the tourism industry of that mountain become popular, and then increase the number of tourists, then there will naturally be more people entering the Xuanguang Temple.

The second way is to directly make the Xuanguang Temple famous, so that naturally many people will come to visit. Qiu Ming is not very good at hyping up the Xuanguang Temple, but he knows that someone must have a way.

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Zhang Baichuan is playing mahjong with a few of his subordinates, and his profit has increased by eight percent this month, and he is in a very good mood. The mobile phone rang suddenly, this is Zhang Baichuan's personal mobile phone, there are not many people who know the number, they are all very important people to him.

Seeing Zhang Baichuan take out his mobile phone, the others immediately stopped talking, smoking one by one, drinking tea, and having an excuse to go to the toilet, in short, to give the boss a space to answer the phone.

"Hahaha, why did you remember to call me, I was just about to invite you to come to the house for a drink in a while, I'm going to have a birthday."

Many people don't like birthdays, but people in the business world pay special attention to these days, which is a good excuse to invite others to a party, which is why it is common to see rich people have a birthday party, a wedding anniversary for couples, children going to school, etc.

"Do you know Mao'er Mountain, there is a Xuanguang Temple built on it, I need to let many people know that that temple is very spiritual, and I am willing to go there to offer incense."

Zhang Baichuan looked confused, there is a temple in Maoer Mountain, or did he spend money to build a new one, but it is Guangong Temple, where did it come from?