Thinking like this, Lin Xining began to pay attention to this Lu Hao.

The boy is 15 years old, a little rebellious, but also filial piety.

From the point where Lu Hao protected his grandfather, filial piety, you can get a glimpse of it.

As for the rest, Lin Xining has to continue to see.

……

That night, Lu Hao came back from outside, probably going out with friends.

Lin Xining sat in the world of the painting, saw Lu Hao come back with a smile on his face, saw the black lights in the house, and restrained himself from whispering back to the bedroom.

"Da!"

The bedroom lights were turned on, and the dim incandescent light illuminated the dim bedroom.

"Is Xiaoyu back?"

Next door to the bedroom, there was a squirming sound of getting up, and then Lu Hao's grandfather turned on the lights.

Seeing Lu Hao, who had already cooled down, his face showed a little worry.

"Light rain, it's night now, it's not peaceful outside. You just make an appointment with your classmates next time and come back early. ”

Lu Hao had a cold face, and after listening to his grandfather's words, a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes, and then he was replaced by perseverance.

"Got it, got it. Come back early tomorrow. Don't be verbose, go and rest. ”

"I'm going to school tomorrow, so I'll make breakfast early in the morning."

Although Lu Hao's tone was a little impatient, Lu Hao's grandfather was still very happy.

"Okay, grandpa, let's go rest."

After that, Lu Hao's grandfather slowly returned to the room.

Lu Hao saw that the lights outside were dark, and heard the sound next door, so he leaned in and listened for a while.

After making sure that he heard the snoring next door, Lu Hao closed the door.

Lu Hao, who closed the door, collapsed on the bed like a deflated head.

"I'm so tired......"

Lin Xining heard Lu Hao's murmur, and looked at this young man who was paid special attention to by Heavenly Dao even more curiously.

…

After more than ten minutes, Lu Hao seemed to be resting, took off his shoes on the soles of his feet, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Then he took out a stack of red tickets from his trouser pocket and cherished them in his hand.

Then, Lin Xining saw that after Lu Hao counted the money, he pulled out an iron box from behind a pile of books piled up under the bed.

Lu Hao opened the box and put the salary of this month's part-time job into it, together with the previous money.

Lin Xining floated out of the painting, changed into a form that Lu Hao couldn't see, and watched Lu Hao's every move.

Lu Hao didn't know if someone was staring at his every move, or as usual, after putting the money earned from his part-time job into the iron box, he took out a somewhat yellowed photo from the iron box.

"Mom's ......"

Lu Hao touched the photo, his fingers were attached to the woman holding the little boy in the photo, tears flashing in his eyes.

Lin Xining floated over, glanced at the photo, and saw the tears in Lu Hao's eyes.

The indifferent eyes were plated with a layer of silver light, and through the photos, I saw the fortune of Lu Hao's mother.

"Oh, I'm not dead."

Generally, in this case, Lin Xining first thought that Lu Hao's mother had passed away.

Unexpectedly, he saw something amazing through this photo.

On Lu Hao's mother's head, threads of various colors representing different fortunes told Lin Xining that Lu Hao's mother could not have children at all.

In other words, the mother that Lu Hao thinks is not his mother.

Similarly, she is not dead, and is still enjoying an enviable and wealthy life.

In this way, Lin Xining walked through the wall again and came to the next room.

looked at Lu Hao's grandfather, who was sleeping deeply.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, I find that this person shows that he is also childless.

That's interesting.

Lin Xining floated back and carefully looked at the boy with teary eyes holding the photo.

Of course, it's just an ordinary scrutiny.

Looking at it this way, Lu Hao's facial features are not to mention that they resemble his so-called 'grandfather' and 'mother', at least it has nothing to do with it.

Lin Xining was in a trance, only to feel that another big pot of dog blood was splashed by him.

He holds his forehead with one hand and returns to the world in the painting.

……

This painting is an ordinary landscape painting, as long as Lin Xining enters, those black ink surfaces will become reality.

Lin Xining was painting the world, looking at the majestic waterfall in front of him, and called out the black stone and the green pig without feeling.

This time, Lin Xining came directly from the spirit, and as long as there was a thought, they would appear.

There is no need to connect them to a place to stay.

…

Because the current Lin Xining is in a state of divine soul, he doesn't need to eat and drink.

Therefore, Lin Xining didn't ask Heishi to cook or anything, but after he and Qingfeng were released, he asked them to play by themselves.

A 'person' and a snake came out, and when they heard Lin Xining's words, they were visibly happy.

After listening to Lin Xining's words, Heishi plunged into the waterfall.

Qingfeng saluted Lin Xining before running somewhere else.

As long as this painting is drawn, the world in this painting will be presented.

So, apart from this waterfall, the place is quite large.

After all, it is a landscape painting, and the pattern is naturally not small.

…

However, after a while, Qingfeng leisurely left Lin Xining's sight and began to measure the world in the painting little by little in a human way.

From time to time, he also plucked a roadside wildflower and pinned it to his ear.

The point is that he can finally change his clothes at will, and Qingfeng feels excited when he thinks about it.

The black stone is in the water, and he wanders his body uncontrollably, stretching to his heart's content.

Lin Xining, who was sitting in the pavilion not far from the waterfall, saw the ice cubes floating up in the pool under the waterfall, and knew what the black stone was doing in the water.

Lin Xining was idle and bored, and waved his sleeves at the stone table in the pavilion casually.

In an instant, a chessboard was born.

The chess pieces are obvious, one black and one white.

Lin Xining sat in the middle of the stone table, holding a black seed in his left hand and a white child in his right hand.

He opened his bow left and right and began to play against the empty chessboard.

Because I was playing chess with myself, I knew in my heart the number of ways I played chess. So, this game is also quite interesting.

For example, when Shiroko and Kuroko are at a stalemate, they suddenly find a new way.

As soon as the white and black fell and a new stalemate began.

This is the most test of one's patience.

When the board is full, it's time to draw. Lin Xining took back the chess pieces and did it again.

…

Time ran out quickly.

Lin Xining felt that it was already dawn in the real world, so he immediately put away the chessboard and went out with Heishi and Qingfeng.

casually glanced at Lu Hao, who was already eating breakfast in the living room, and flew through the wall to a no-man's corner outside the community.

Then he changed to the same outfit he had yesterday, with a book in his hand and eyes on his face.

The only difference may be the black stone on his shoulder and the green pig behind him.

"Young Master, who are you?"

Qingfeng automatically changed his name, and then looked at Lin Xining.

Lin Xining pushed the eyes on his face, with a gentle smile on his face.

"When the teacher comes, prepare to 'teach/teach' a child."

Qingfeng nodded, and then continued to look at Lin Xining.

Lin Xining took him to the corner while briefly talking to Qingfeng about the discovery of this world.

After listening to this, Qingfeng was a little speechless.

"Young Master, what's going on with that Lu Hao?"

Lin Xining touched his chin and walked leisurely towards Nanyang Middle School. While slowly explaining to Qingfeng.

……