"Isn't this Mr. Jiang? Why is Mr. Jiang here, and he doesn't say hello in advance, so that I can fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

Mr. Jiang's sudden change of attitude, as well as the respect revealed in his words, made the people in the entire box stunned again.

At this moment, those rich sons and ladies represented by Ren Li seemed to have their worldview subverted, and their hearts were shocked inexplicably.

If Jiang Feiyun knew Lin Hu just now, and Lin Hu's humble attitude towards Jiang Feiyun, they could still accept it.

But now that even Mr. Jiang knows him, and he is humble in front of him, it greatly refreshes their concepts.

Jiang Feiyun said indifferently: "Originally, I was accompanying a friend to come over for a walk, and I didn't dare to alarm Boss Jiang." ”

Mr. Jiang could afford to say this, and his forehead began to sweat.

"Heh, hehe, Mr. Jiang is serious, serious!"

When Jiang Ming saw his father, he suddenly turned off the fire, and he was still talking and laughing at this kid, and couldn't help but shout: "Dad......"

"Shut up—"

Mr. Jiang's eyes glared angrily at this uncompetitive son, even if he was idle all day long, he actually provoked this Buddha outside.

Mr. Jiang immediately smiled at Jiang Feiyun and said: "Mr. Jiang, I have no way to discipline the dogs, and I hope that you have a lot of them, spare him once." ”

Jiang Feiyun looked at Jiang Ming, who seemed to be unwilling, and suddenly kicked Jiang Ming's left leg.

The sound of ghosts crying wolves suddenly sounded in the entire box, which frightened everyone's hearts.

Jiang Feiyun said: "I think Ling Lang should have a little more memory in the future." By the way, I heard that Ling Lang was locked up at home and thought about it? Why did he suddenly run out? ”

After hearing this, Mr. Jiang immediately came to his senses and said, "Mr. Jiang played well. It was my negligence that allowed this unfilial son to escape, and when he goes back, he will definitely be locked up. ”

Jiang Feiyun nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the door.

"That's all for today, let them all disperse. ”

The lingering sound wafted at the end of the corridor and reached Mr. Jiang's ears.

Mr. Jiang immediately understood, stared at his uncompetitive son like a wolf, and said, "Come on, send him to the hospital for me." Don't come out for a month!"

The whole box was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Lin Hu didn't expect this kind of ending.

He had already made plans to give up the car to protect the handsome, but Jiang Feiyun actually resolved today's deadlock with an understatement.

At this time, Lin Hu's awe of Jiang Feiyun in his heart added a little more.

Ren Yiling's two brothers and sisters, their eyes widened, they were still half-asleep and half-awake, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

......

By the time Jiang Feiyun returned to the Zhao family, the sky was already full of stars.

Eradicated the spies within the company for Zhao's Pharmaceutical, and Zhao Zhongxi and his family thanked Jiang Feiyun again.

After Jiang Feiyun exchanged a few words with the old man, he returned to the room.

The series of trivial things that happened today made Jiang Feiyun a little tired.

After sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jiang Feiyun closed his eyes, immersed himself in his inner world, and continued to study his medical skills.

The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, and it is important to persist every day.

If it is interrupted suddenly, it will inevitably affect its own progress.

By the time Jiang Feiyun let out a long breath, it was already early the next morning.

"Chirp...... Tweet ......"

Outside the window, the birds jumped on the branches and made a melodious call.

Jiang Feiyun slowly opened his eyes, walked to the window, and looked at the harmonious scene of the outer window.

In autumn, the leaves of the trees turn yellow and fall from the branches to the ground.

"The Secret Sutra of Painting Medicine is really broad and profound, and I have studied it for so many years, and I feel as if I have only touched the threshold. ”

Jiang Feiyun looked at the scenery in the garden and couldn't help sighing.

"Sure enough, the speed at which I groped was surprisingly slow. At this rate, it won't be until the Year of the Monkey that you can fully comprehend it?"

The corners of Jiang Feiyun's mouth couldn't help but smile bitterly.

According to what the god operator said before leaving, only when Jiang Feiyun completely comprehended the "Secret Sutra of Painting Medicine" could the two of them have the opportunity to meet again.

"I don't know where the old man went?"

As soon as he thought of the gray old man in plain linen clothes, Jiang Feiyun's eyes remembered the scene ten years ago.

"The wind is from the tiger, and the cloud is from the dragon. Jiang Feiyun, you are destined not to meet someone with the word 'wind' in your name. It's your life. ”

Every time he recalled this passage, Jiang Feiyun's brows would furrow deeply.

"I don't believe in fate. I want to meet the man who has the wind in his name, but the wind doesn't come, I want to find the wind. ”

However, the world is so big and the sea of people is vast, where can we find people who are famous?

Jiang Feiyun frowned, the current urgency is to bring down the Jin family, solve the worries of Xinxuan Orphanage, and then be able to break his fate without worry.

"If I have the opportunity, I really want to see Xiao Yun and Xiao Feng again, I don't know where they are, how are they doing now?"

Thinking of his best friend back then, a faint smile hung on the corner of Jiang Feiyun's mouth.

Ten years have passed, and I am afraid that passing by in person may not be able to recognize each other.

"It's been 10 years......"

Jiang Feiyun suddenly remembered something, and a petite girl appeared in front of him.

"It's almost time to fulfill the promise of the year. ”

Jiang Feiyun took out a paintbrush from his pocket, then found a picture scroll and spread it on the table.

Jiang Feiyun mobilized the vitality in his body and poured it into the tip of the pen.

Hairs as soft as snow circulate and draw on the white paper, and between light and slow, ink lines of different thicknesses fall.

Each of these strokes carries Jiang Feiyun's strength, supplemented by the aura between heaven and earth, and the things drawn are absolutely extraordinary.

"After cultivating to the Venerable Realm, he really has the ability to draw the 'Qingfrost Spirit Lotus'. ”

Gradually, a black lotus gradually emerged on the white paper, budding and waiting to be released, as if it was still in a young state.

Between the surrounding heaven and earth, the wind is blowing, and the leaves outside the window are rustling.

The aura in the air was drawn by the paintbrush, and a magical scene was produced.

When Jiang Feiyun sketched the last strong stroke, a perfect green frost spirit lotus appeared on the picture scroll.

When the pen fell, the scene of the wind whistling and the trees swaying outside the window slowly stopped.

Jiang Feiyun picked up the scroll with both hands, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's a pity that this Green Frost Spirit Lotus is still in its infancy, if you can find a piece of Feng Shui treasure to feed it, when it matures, it will be able to leap into a venerable spirit fruit. ”

In the cultivation world, everything is divided into three, six, nine, and so on, and these heavenly and earthly treasures are naturally no exception.

Similar to the realm of human cultivation, above the mortal product, it is the honorable product.

Ordinary things are no different from the common things in the world.

But the things of the Venerable are very different, take this Green Frost Spirit Lotus as an example, once it is cultivated to the Venerable Lotus, it is enough to have the miraculous effect of flesh and bones.

Jiang Feiyun looked at the Qingshuang Linglian that was still shaking on the picture scroll, and his face suddenly became sad.

"The earth qi and spiritual energy in these places are too thin to satisfy its appetite at all, and at this rate, it will probably take a year or two to absorb the essence between heaven and earth. ”

However, Jiang Feiyun didn't have that much time anymore, in the past, he couldn't sketch this kind of honorable-level spiritual object because of his limited cultivation.

Now, although I have the ability to sketch it, I find that the time waits for no one.

In a few months, it will be a ten-year appointment, Jiang Feiyun originally wanted to raise this Qingshuang Spirit Lotus to maturity, and if he was lucky enough to be able to see Xiao Yun, he would give it to her in person.

However, in the current situation, this idea seems somewhat unrealistic.

Jiang Feiyun shook his head, hung the scroll on the wall, and said, "Forget it, it's still a question whether you can see Xiao Yundu." ”

Jiang Feiyun fell on the bed, and he could only put down this idea first.

"Teacher ......"

A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.

After Jiang Feiyun heard this voice, he immediately jumped up, looked left and right, and a figure suddenly jumped in front of him.

"Hey......

A harmless face of humans and animals suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Feiyun.

After Jiang Feiyun saw Zhao Xiaojun, his expression was sad, and he really couldn't escape.

"Teacher, you promised me that you would guide me in my cultivation. It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, you can't escape today. ”

"Ah...... Uh......"

Jiang Feiyun's gaze glanced around, and he really couldn't find an excuse to refuse.

Now that the affairs of Zhao's Pharmaceutical have come to an end, the current Jiang Feiyun is extremely idle.

When Zhao Xiaojun saw Jiang Feiyun's appearance, he immediately became vigilant.

Zhao Xiaojun's eyes suddenly swept to a painting on the wall, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

After Jiang Feiyun saw Zhao Xiaojun's appearance, he shouted in his heart.

However, just as Jiang Feiyun was about to make a move, Zhao Xiaojun had already taken the lead, and his figure shook to the wall and took down the painting.

"Give it back to me—"

Zhao Xiaojun turned around and dodged Jiang Feiyun who rushed over to grab it.

Seeing that Jiang Feiyun cared so much about this painting, Zhao Xiaojun seemed to grasp the weakness of the other party.

Zhao Xiaojun couldn't help but wonder what was so great about this painting, and looked down.

"What is this?"

Zhao Xiaojun looked horizontally and vertically, and originally thought it was a rare thing, but it turned out to be an ink painting.

And on the white paper, only a lotus flower as white as ice and snow is drawn, with buds waiting to be released, which looks very young.

But what makes Zhao Xiaojun strange is that this lotus flower is actually shaking in the painting, as if bathed in the autumn breeze.

"Huh!

The flowers have not yet bloomed, but a faint fragrance of lotus has drifted out.

Zhao Xiaojun sniffed greedily, and his interest in it was even stronger.

"Bring it, this is what I want to give. ”

Jiang Feiyun shot again to grab it.

Zhao Xiaojun cut off the palm that Jiang Feiyun grabbed with his hand, spun back, and avoided it again.

Zhao Xiaojun looked at Jiang Feiyun with a smile and asked, "What do you want to give to men and women?"