(Thanks to the reader "Mo Zhifeng Feng SNB" for providing the idea of mosquito "Little White Face".) Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ）

"Young master, it's time to take medicine. At this time, I saw an old servant slowly bring a bowl of medicinal soup. attracted Zhuo Wen's attention.

But seeing that although this person is over the age of Jiazi, he is full of energy, and he is not as old as an ordinary old man, and he seems to be very good at health preservation, although he is dressed plainly, but from the agarwood fragrance faintly emanating from his body, Zhuo Wen still feels strange.

Agarwood, this is a luxury spice, and a person who can nourish life so well is actually an old servant?

Although the old man cleverly covered up the smell of agarwood with other spices, this still did not hide Zhuo Wen's nose, Zhuo Wen was a family of calligraphy and painting in his previous life, in addition to Wen Mo, the most collected at home is the antique rare wood, especially agarwood, Zhuo Wen is most impressed, this kind of rare wood with a special smell is perennial sucking, it is difficult to completely cover up the smell.

"Uncle Zhao, thanks to you for taking care of me in the past few years. Zhuo Liu sighed, and was about to drink it all after taking the medicinal soup, but he didn't expect Zhuo Wen to suddenly call out at this time: "Hey, wait, there seem to be flies in the soup?"

"Flies?" Zhuo Liu frowned suddenly, but when he looked down carefully, there was nothing, where did the flies come from?

Uncle Zhao's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help glancing at Zhuo Wen out of the corner of his eye, and the next moment, when he returned to normal, he smiled: "This little boy said that he was laughing, this soup was fried by the old man's own hands, how could there be flies?"

"There really is, I don't believe I'll show you. Zhuo Wen hurriedly walked over, couldn't help but say, everyone took the bowl from Zhuo Liu's hand, and dipped some medicinal soup slightly with his clothes on the details that no one paid attention to, and then pretended to look at it for a while, then smiled apologetically and returned the decoction: "Hehe, I'm sorry, the junior doesn't look very good, it seems that he saw it wrong, there are no flies in the soup." ＂

Zhuo Liu's face sank, obviously a little dissatisfied with Zhuo Wen's abrupt behavior, but for Zhuo Ya's sake, he didn't say anything, raised his head and drank all the medicine.

"What does this kid mean!" Zhuo Ya glanced at Zhuo Wen, bit his teeth slightly, and secretly scolded, he actually had a kind of hatred for iron but not steel.

Zhuo Ze on the side was also puzzled at the moment, Brother Wen's move was a little reckless no matter what, a good first impression was ruined like this, it was really not worth it, I hope he still knows how to remedy it.

It's just that Zhuo Ze is going to be disappointed, because Zhuo Wen is getting more and more excessive.

"Ah, I'm so tired, let's go back. Yawning and stretching, Zhuo Wen looked interested, as if the whole world revolved around him.

"In that case, I will not bow down. Zhuo Liu was immediately extremely disappointed in Zhuo Wen, thinking to himself, how could this young man be so rude and vulgar when he looked at a talent? It seems that he has to find an opportunity to let his daughter Zhuo Ya clear up the relationship with him.

"Haha, then next time I have time, I'll visit again. With that, Zhuo Wen clenched his fists and left.

Seeing this, Zhuo Ze suddenly had doubts, Zhuo Wen's performance today is really strange, and he is in such a hurry to leave, is there any secret? Hurriedly stood up and saluted Zhuo Liu and announced his retirement: "Clan nephew Zhuo Ze farewell." ＂

"What the hell is this guy doing?" Zhuo Ya blushed with shame and was angry, she knew that she shouldn't have brought Zhuo Wen here, she didn't help anything, it was self-defeating! Hey, no, what the hell was I thinking, it's a mess!

"Ya'er, send them on your father's behalf. Although he was very dissatisfied with Zhuo Wen's behavior, Zhuo Liu was a scholarly family who knew well after all, and others could be rude, but he couldn't lose his manners.

Coming out of Zhuo Liu's bedroom, before Zhuo Ze could ask Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Ya ran out angrily: "Zhuo Wen, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Shhhh Come with me. Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhuo Wen made a boo gesture with a serious face, and waved his hand to the two to follow.

Seeing Zhuo Wen's suddenly serious look, Zhuo Ya suddenly swallowed the next words into her stomach, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, what the hell is this guy doing?

The three of them came to a remote corner, at this time, they saw Zhuo Wen began to take out the four treasures of the study, spread them on the ground, and began to paint on the spot.

In order to paint this mosquito, Zhuo Wen used the "Gogu Gossamer Drawing" in the brushwork, which is one of the finest lines in all the brushstrokes in the landscape world, and it is most suitable to outline this snow-white mosquito.

Looking at Zhuo Wen's actions, Zhuo Ze Zhuo Ya and the others were full of question marks, not knowing what he was doing.

At this time, seeing Zhuo Wen slightly twist Fang Cai's sleeve dipped in the medicinal soup, he said to the white mosquito with a cautious face: "'Little white face', help me analyze the ingredients of this medicine." ”

"Poof, little white face..."Hearing Zhuo Wen call a mosquito Bai Fumei, Zhuo Ya almost laughed, Zhuo Wen was suddenly embarrassed: "Please don't care about these details." As she spoke, Bai Fumei had already begun to act, and saw it piercing the corner of Zhuo Wen's wet clothes, and at this time, a strange thing happened, only to see that its originally pure jade-colored body seemed to be dripping into a drop of ink, and the different colors began to be rendered.

The little white face is not a force mosquito, nor does it have the same special ability to exacerbate pain as the non-mainstream, and all kinds of comprehensive abilities are basically similar to ordinary mosquitoes, in terms of actual combat effect, it is even inferior to the non-mainstream, but in some aspects and fields, it has its own unique advantages, such as: analytical ability!

But all the substances absorbed by the mouthparts of the little white face can be analyzed into the composition, and Zhuo Wen will be told the result through telepathy, which also indicates that Zhuo Wen will not invade all poisons when he walks the rivers and lakes in the future, because there is a little white face, no one can poison him.

"Ten years of Ulan grass, five years of broken bone flowers... Belch... There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this decoction?" Reading the content of the report with the little white face in his mouth, Zhuo Wen suddenly frowned, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Seeing that Zhuo Ya and Zhuo Ze were still ignorant, Zhuo Wen summoned the little white face to his index finger, and then explained with a smile: "My white mosquito painting spirit has the ability to analyze the composition of matter, just now I used a trick to dip the corner of my clothes in a little Uncle Liu's decoction, and the reason why I was in a hurry to come out was to ask it to help see if there was any problem in the decoction." ”

"Are you suspecting that someone is playing tricks in my father's decoction?" Thinking that Zhuo Wen could actually tell the ingredients of her father's decoction before, Zhuo Ya suddenly felt surprised, knowing that eighty percent was the credit of the inconspicuous little mosquito on Zhuo Wen's fingers, and suddenly dared not underestimate it. It's just that she didn't expect Zhuo Wen's natal painting spirit to have such a strange skill, it seems that Zhuo Wen's previous actions were not abrupt, but deliberate.

I didn't expect it, this guy is really careful sometimes? Zhuo Ya couldn't help but be surprised, at least she hadn't thought of the problems at this level, but she was still a little depressed in her heart, if you Zhuo Wen suspected that there was something wrong with the decoction, you could point it out and verify it in the court, my father is not the kind of unreasonable person, why should he be so sneaky and misunderstood by my father that he has a bad character? I don't know how to explain it to you now.

In fact, how did Zhuo Ya know that Zhuo Wen not only suspected the decoction, but also suspected that Uncle Zhao, the reason why he behaved brainlessly was to hide people's eyes and ears, so as not to startle the snake.

"I had doubts about the problem of the decoction, but according to the current analysis results, there seems to be no problem, and it is indeed a decoction that warms and nourishes qi... Could it be that I am thinking too much?" The idea was knocked down, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel a little depressed, could it be that he was really smart but was mistaken by being smart?

Just when Zhuo Wen was thinking like this, he saw two maids walking out of Zhuo Liu's room, and they seemed to be talking to each other, and they didn't notice the three Zhuo Wen on the side.

Noticing that they were holding the white handkerchief that wiped Zhuo Liu's black blood just now, Zhuo Wen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, turned his head and hugged his fist at Zhuo Ze and said, "Brother Zhuo Ze, please help you." ”

"You say, but I will not be sloppy in everything I can. Zhuo Ze cautiously agreed.

"Rest assured, it's definitely your forte. At this time, he saw Zhuo Wen smiling, pointing to the two maids and whispering in Zhuo Ze's ear: "You go and help me tease those two maids." ”

"Uh..." Zhuo Ze suddenly thought that he had misheard, and suddenly looked at Zhuo Wen with an incredible face, he didn't expect him to say such a sentence in a thousand ways, he thought that Zhuo Wen would have some major explanation, but he didn't expect that he wanted to let himself do his old job? He was suddenly extremely embarrassed, buddy, are you sure you were serious when you said this?

Although he knew that Zhuo Wen must have a reason for arranging this, Zhuo Ze really couldn't figure out what he wanted to do?

was also afraid that Zhuo Ze would "lose his mind as a plaything", so Zhuo Wen whispered again.

Hearing Zhuo Wen's more detailed explanation, Zhuo Ze suddenly said, "I see, I know, don't worry, Brother Wen, leave this matter to me." ”

"What are these two people talking about quietly, and what can't you tell me?" Zhuoya on the side was full of puzzlement.