This painting of Li Qiushui Jingzhou has been observed many times over the years, even if he doesn't have to open it, just look outside, he can recognize it.

Fortunately, no one knows what is drawn in it.

Jing Zhou's expression was old, he put the scroll back numbly, groped with his right hand in his arms again, and took out the painting that Wu Yazi gave before he died.

"Master, take a look, this is the person Uncle thinks about day and night...

Tianshan Tong's grandmother took the silk and opened it, her face suddenly changed greatly, and she scolded angrily: "He... ”

"Wuyazi, this little thief, what a conscienceless!"

"You actually painted this so beautifully!"

"Thieves without conscience, ungrateful things! This is now seventy or eighty years old, where is there such a good look! Even a few decades ago, it couldn't compare to this portrait! ”

Jing Zhou's face twitched, Grandma Tong's most powerful kung fu is afraid that it is not the life and death talisman, nor the six yang palms in the sky, but this upside-down and repeated cursing technique!

Scolding people, seeing blood with knives, is more like the spring water flowing eastward, countless, a lot of resentment and a lot of sorrow!

He Jingzhou is not an ungrateful person, and he scolded him together.

"No cliff, no cliff, Childe is carrying the cauldron for you this time, so even if you use your reputation, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot of losses!"

"You are also a conscienceless, I raised you in vain, you know that I have never dealt with that slut, but you want to use that slut's painting to anger me!" Tianshan Tong's grandmother first scolded Jingzhou, reluctantly threw the portrait on the ground, stretched out her feet and was about to step on it, This made Wang Yuyan see the person on the portrait clearly, and she was shocked: "This... How the person in this portrait is himself! ”

She thought again: "This portrait is already a lot old, and it is much more than herself, how did my grandfather know about it decades ago?" Could it be that this silk is painted with a person who resembles himself? ”

Jing Zhou snatched the portrait from the feet of Grandma Tong in Tianshan Mountain, such a peerless treasure painting, it can't be ruined by Grandma Tong.

"Okay, you little conscienceless, black-hearted and black-lunged guy, you dare to stop me!" Tianshan Tong's grandmother was extremely angry and happy, the green silk in front of her forehead was windless, and her teeth squeaked.

Jing Zhou didn't care, just smiled and said: "Master, you are scolding the wrong person, apprentice, I am not like my uncle, I have no heart and no lungs, how can I be angry with you for no reason." If you look closely, there is a mole on the face of the person in this painting. ”

Tianshan Tong's grandmother was skeptical, took the painting and looked at it carefully, only to hear her surprise "meaning", and then laughed: "Yes, she has a mole on her face, not that cheap maid, not that cheap maid!" ”

Jing Zhou's face changed slightly, and he said with a little embarrassment: "Master, you and Uncle Qiushui are afraid that they have been deceived by Wuyazi, I have also been to the stone cave on the shore of the Sword Lake in Wuliang Mountain in Dali before, and there is a jade statue in it, which is the same as this portrait, it can be seen that Wuyazi has been in love with her in her heart." ”

Tianshan Tong's grandmother just stared down at the portrait and said, "This portrait was given to you by the thief from Wuyazi?" ”

Jing Zhou said: "Yes, it was given to me by my uncle before he died." This painting, Uncle Shi has been hiding in his arms, which shows that it is extremely important to him. ”

Tianshan Tong was stunned for a long time, sighed, left two lines of tears in the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Extremely important, extremely important, alas~"

"Yes, I've been fighting with that for decades, and in the end I'm just a pitiful worm, and I've been deceived by this unconscionable thief."

After saying this, Tianshan Tong's grandmother seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, she threw the scroll in front of Jing Zhou, and ran towards the Vulture Palace alone.

The four daughters of Zhulan and Meiju stepped forward and said worriedly: "Childe, respect her... ”

Jing Zhou rolled up Li Canghai's portrait and said with a smile: "It's okay, the master has untied a lot of knots now, let her be quiet, she will figure it out if she thinks about it." This emotional matter, even if you and I have a heart, we can't help much. ”

Wang Yuyan wondered why the person in the portrait was so similar to her.

Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, who is the person in the painting?" ”

Jing Zhoudao put the painting back in his arms and said, "The person in the painting is your grandmother's little sister." ”

When he said this, Jing Zhou blushed for Wu Yazi.

I don't know the tiger's ass, isn't it, is it my wife's sister who can't touch it?

Wuyazi not only deceived the heart of the senior sister, but also took the body of the junior sister, the key is that the heart is still on Li Canghai.

When Wu Yazi was concerned about Li Canghai, the girl was only the age of the total horn and drooping hair!

What a brute!

Wang Yuyan's face flushed, but she didn't continue to ask.

"Okay, you don't have to think about it, just settle down in the Vulture Palace. Although the master has a temper, his heart is very soft. Jing Zhou clapped his hands, tidied up his clothes, and said, "Let's go, let's go back too." ”

Wang Yuyan nodded and said softly: "There is a senior brother here, I am not worried." ”

Jing Zhou laughed a few times, and walked forward as the leader, and a few people didn't need to work lightly, just walked forward.

Although Wang Yuyan was following behind Jing Zhou, she still had a worry on her face, and she only heard her say quietly: "How did Senior Brother know all this?" ”

Jing Zhou stopped, looked up at the sky, and asked, "You want to know?" ”

Wang Yuyan nodded, "Yes." ”

Jing Zhou pondered for a moment and said slowly: "This is a heavenly opportunity... ”

Zhu Jianmei Jian's body trembled, and he laughed and said: "Giggles, Childe is bullying people again... ”

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For several days, Jing Zhou and Wang Yuyan talked about poetry and painting in the Vulture Palace, and occasionally talked about martial arts, but time passed a little quickly.

Tianshan Tong's grandmother rejuvenated herself and went to the secret room to practice alone.

Jing Zhou put away the silver needle and asked, "Yu Yan, can you remember what I taught you?" ”

Wang Yuyan is already smart, and although the acupuncture technique is complicated, it is not too difficult for her to master, but she can't understand why her senior brother wants to teach her medical skills for no reason.

Wang Yuyan nodded obediently and said, "I've written it down." ”

"According to what the senior brother said, this method is to reconcile the three yin meridians and take into account the vitality of the blood and smooth qi, could it be that the senior brother is for the sake of the master?"

The corners of Jing Zhou's mouth raised slightly, and he praised: "You are smart, I can't hide anything from you." ”

"Since the master practiced the fork, his body has never grown like a girl, although I have thought of many methods over the years, but they have not had much effect."

"This acupuncture method, but I have tried it many times, and improved it, and combined with this prescription, although I dare to cure it completely, it can make the master's body grow a little more."

At this time, Wang Yuyan was even more puzzled: "Why didn't the senior brother go to personally help the senior uncle with treatment, I think that with the skills of the senior brother, wouldn't the curative effect be even better than three points?" ”

"Hahaha, the secret of heaven must not be leaked, you will know when it falls."

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