On Sunday morning, the spring was bright and the sun was infinitely bright. Grayson was wearing an ice hockey suit, carrying a package of ice hockey equipment and knocking on the door of Morimitsu's bedroom, Helena and Barbara were wearing formal suits, with sun hats, pink vests, knee-length skirts, etc. downstairs.

Bang bang bang~

"Helena and I were going to our alma mater's ice hockey tournament, and Helena begged us for a long time before we were willing to take her. Eaton, would you like to come with us? ”

There was no response from the back of the room.

Downstairs, Helena crossed her waist and snorted.

Damn Eaton, don't give them face at all.

I also thought about making peace with him.

Barbara watched Dick knock on the door, "Although Bruce has been out of the Batcave these days, he has barely seen us and talked to us much. I've heard that Bruce made the call to Eaton, and sometimes I can't figure out what Bruce was thinking. ”

Helena puffed out, "Who knows." When you have a son, you forget about your daughter! ”

Upstairs, Dick. Grayson raised his brow strangely, why didn't Eaton give any response after he knocked on the door for so long?

Something can't be wrong, right?

He skillfully used a wire to pick the door lock, clicked, pressed the doorknob to open and enter, and the moment he opened it, Dick. Grayson's heart jerked, and his mouth opened wide as he looked at everything in the room.

The windows opened, and the bright air and sunlight poured in, bathing people's hearts.

Inside the bedroom of the bright hall, there are mountains and rivers, rice paper with many ghosts drawn, and complicated drawing numbers that I can't understand at all.

Eaton bites three brushes in his mouth, holding two brushes in his left hand and right hand, swaying freely, chasing the sun, he actually paints on three giant rice paper at the same time, and the bedroom of more than 100 square meters spans three wonderful paintings of divine brushes, as if approaching the world of ink.

Barbara and Helena waited impatiently for a long time, and when they came up, they looked stunned.

The spring breeze at the bottom of the landscape pen, the spring is full of vitality, all things grow between the mountains, the peaks and peaks are stacked, the eagle strikes the sky, the spring water is a total of bamboo birds for one color, the forest is beautiful, the tender grass is vigorous, the pavilions and pavilions are built according to the mountains, and they have their own poetic spirit.

The three of them have never seen each other, just a few strokes, and with a few strokes, they can express the spirit of a tree, a flower, and a turquoise mountain stream so vividly.

The three of them took a closer look, and this beautiful scenery that seemed to be in the spring mood actually contained the murderous intent of the towering mountain peaks and the strange horses.

However, this steepness is nothing compared to the painting on the left-hand side, which is full of 'demons'.

The most terrifying thing about these monsters is that their heads are different, some have big heads, some bite human limbs, and some have green fangs...

But only the body is a skeleton! It's all skeletons.

Take a closer look, Dick. Grayson was sweating behind his back and found that the skeletons/monsters were ...... Dancing, crazy dancing, glamorous posture, but the image is not quite right. They dance around a fuchsia bead in the middle, as if the whole world were in it.

Mori Guang lightly clicked on this picture of a hundred ghosts, and the thickness of the brush and ink structure changed in light and shade, making the atmosphere of this ink painting depicting gods and ghosts even more depressing, and the purple-red light in the center was dazzling. He took a sip of water and squirted it violently.

The hearts of the three people at the door all trembled.

Anyone has a tendency to cherish good things.

For example, if a place is clean, you won't think about throwing garbage here.

Now, seeing that the ink painting that seemed to be the pinnacle of skill was sprayed by Eton, the three of them felt both pity and no position.

The authors didn't say anything, what qualifications do they have to speak.

But after the picture of a hundred ghosts was poured with clear water, the ink melted a little and fell down, and the pupils of the hundred ghosts came to life like the finishing touch in this change, vivid, lifelike, and fierce.

Morimitsu looked back at them and explained, "The heat is too much, so I need some water to lower the fire." ”

The third picture!

The octagonal diagram that none of them could understand, Sen Guang took the dragon and snake, Jin Ge silver pen, and lightly sketched a few strokes on the whole that had been completed. At this time, the three of them realized that in the middle of this octagonal diagram was a chaotic world.

There are lawyers, doctors, beggars, pedestrians, laborers......

At first glance, it is just a strange special pattern, but if you look closely, you will find that there are beings in this octagonal pattern.

After completing the three pens, Mori Guang took out the customized seal from his pocket and pressed it on the three pieces of rice paper, and the inscription was the English name, Eton.

Subsequently, a special method was used to conceal the payment to facilitate counterfeiting.

Today is Sunday, and there is just some time.

He felt it, so he drew these three masterpieces based on the artistic conception of the three divine skills, and sorted out his martial arts perceptions.

Even if you are yourself, you may not be able to repeat the drawing in a short period of time.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Morimitsu bit a few pens and put the seal into the box, but he was still careless, and his fingers were stained with a little cinnabar.

Dick. Grayson Fang Fang woke up suddenly, and he looked at Mori Guang without speaking.

"What's wrong?"

Morimitsu turned around, only to see three people looking at him in disbelief.

Dick: Although they don't know how to draw, the real master is to let a person who doesn't know art at all see the first moment of his painting and feel the effect of the explosion of the universe. Obviously, now Morimitsu has achieved it.

Grade 10 Chinese Painting. Xia and 10 level Chinese painting. The level of benevolence is probably one of the divine strokes in the world of Chinese painting, and it can become a wind.

Dick. Grayson put away his surprise, after all, he had seen a lot, but he didn't expect the master to be by his side. Speaking of which, Eaton is already a talented chess player, but he didn't expect to be a great painter.

"We just didn't think, haha, Eton, you still have this hobby. Very good, my brother is very supportive of you, but men, you can't play chess all day long, play with pen and ink, I have an ice hockey game today, do you want to go and watch it together, little brother? ”

"That's a man's sport!"

Barbara travels in front of these ink treasures, feeling the atmosphere of civilization separated by a Pacific Ocean and the torrent of 2,000 years of history.

She held her head high and leaned over to Mobao to breathe softly, as if she were sniffing a beautiful rose.

Hear Dick. Grayson's voice, Barbara glared at him in exasperation. "Shut up, you're just a left-back in the team, don't act like you're a very good person."

"I'm different from you, who have no artistic cells, Eton's painting is called Chinese painting, which values freehand rather than form. It's just that I've never seen anything like this...... Ink painting of this degree. Even if Qi Baishi is alive and Huang Binhong is still alive, he will be ashamed of himself in these three paintings. ”

She looked at Mori Guang excitedly, "Eaton, I didn't expect you to have this hand. You remind me of Picasso, no, you know a guy called Henry. Rousseau's man? He was a genius who had no professional training since he was a child and relied on his instinct to draw. ”

"Ordinary world-class painters need to undergo professional training from an early age, but Henry, like you, can paint world-class works even if he has not received professional training since childhood."

"That's talent, you're made to paint."

Dick. Grayson felt a little embarrassed. "It's not that exaggerated, it's just better."

"Good-looking?"

Barbara looked at her boyfriend in disgust, "You look like a gorilla." ”

Helena's face was flushed, and Eton's accomplishments made her feel pressured.

It's also Bruce's son, but the gap is a bit big.

She received a private school education since she was a child, and she was pampered, superior to others everywhere, and received the best resources and the most praise.

But what about Eaton.

Everyone knows Eton's experience, he has been on the streets since he was seven years old, and he is not in a position to learn anything.

The only possibility can only be attributed to individual genius.

Helena turned away, clenching her fists.

"What's wrong with her?" Morimitsu said strangely.

"Ignore her, who can think clearly about the little girl's affairs." Barbara said, "Eaton, are you going to watch Dick's game?" ”

Watching the game?

Mori put away his paintbrush and looked at Dick apologetically. "I'm sorry, but I didn't want to go out on a Sunday."

"Come on, Dick!"

Dick. Grayson scratched the back of his head and smirked, "It's okay. Brother will give you a championship trophy to come back and play. ”

Barbara looked at her boyfriend helplessly and sighed.

Alas.

After everyone in the Bat family left, Mori Guang came to Alfred's butler with three ink paintings on his back.

He spread the painting forward.

Alfred smiled and swept over casually, his smile frozen.

"Little master, did you rob the museum? This is an ancient famous painting from the Far Eastern Empire, right? Eh, why didn't this ink dry? ”

Mori Mitsu blinked.

"I drew it."

Then, before Alfred could recover, he added, "But I don't want people to know that I painted it." Hang three paintings under three famous people from the ancient empires of the Far East, and then raise the price of the paintings. ”

"And, I'm going to put the showroom in the East End."

"In order to save money, we only need to hire two sixty-year-old men as security guards in our exhibition hall."

Alfred didn't know what the young master was going to do, but when he saw Morimitsu's meaningful smile, it was so similar.

Isn't this the smile that Master Bruce showed to himself when he first became Batman?

I......

Alfred took the painting and left, and Morimitsu breathed a sigh of relief, the old butler was absolutely relieved to do his own thing.

Mori Mitsu smiled, "How can the mutual aid association at this moment be compared to the two super gangs that have occupied the streets of the East Side for decades? ”

"But if you fight on your own because of something, it's hard to say."

"Wealth is moving, but it also hurts."

"You ...... Let's fight on my own, during this time, I will take care of the affairs of the martial arts hall, and use the identity of the martial arts hall to cover up my connection with the mutual aid association. ”

Mori Mitsu thought for a while, in order to prevent accidents, he still had to go to the mutual aid association to snatch his three ink treasures later.

In this way, you can get rid of your association with the mutual aid association.