"Yellow Catcher?" An Le looked at Huang Xian, who was dressed in the spring rain and hurried over, and was slightly stunned.

The square color was in a hurry, obviously not specifically to greet him.

"Gongzi An, I just went to the inn in Xia, but I didn't find you, so I had to tell Xiaoer that you went to the direction of West Lake, so I rushed to look for you."

Huang Zhutou said with a smile.

After the words fell, he clenched his fists and smiled with a smile on his face: "First congratulations to Gongzi An, who was selected by the Lin Mansion to paint a commemorative picture for those Lin Mansion sons who are about to go on the expedition." ”

"An is just lucky, and he has to paint Mrs. Hua and the old lady Bo Xing, so that he can have the opportunity to stay in the Lin Mansion to paint."

"Thank you Huang Zhutou for bringing me into the Lin Mansion."

An Le held an oil-paper umbrella and bent slightly to thank him.

"Hey, it's just a gesture, it was the ninth girl who asked me to find Gongzi An, and Huang is just a leader hahaha."

Huang Zhutou was thanked for being happy, and he was in a good mood and said with a smile.

"I don't know what happened to Huang Zhutou looking for An?" An Le asked.

"Yes, let's get down to business, I really have something to ask Gongzi An, Gongzi An's painting is named after the truth, and I want to ask Gongzi An to make a painting."

The yellow catcher is the color road.

"Painting?"

An Le wondered: "Who are you painting for?" ”

Huang Zhutou wiped his face, shook off some spring rain stains, and said: "Gongzi An, I won't tell you that it was Huang who asked Gongzi to paint without authorization, and was a suspect who was pursued by a black ya." ”

"The suspect doesn't have a specific appearance, but someone dictated some descriptive words, and I want to ask An Gongzi to draw the appearance of the suspect with these descriptive words, An Gongzi's paintings are known for their authenticity, and maybe they can restore the appearance of more suspects."

An Le couldn't help but suddenly hear this, it turned out to be a wanted painting.

This difficulty is not too big, mainly even if the drawing is wrong, it will not have much impact, because there is no real appearance of the suspect in the first place.

But if there is a characteristic description, An Le is sure to draw a seven- or eight-point portrait, and it will be easier to get wanted.

An Le did not refuse, Huang Zhutou was kind to him, and he agreed to this request.

"Then when I leave the Lin Mansion today, I will go straight to the black government to find the yellow head, and then I can paint."

An Le said with a smile.

Huang Zhutou saw An Le's happy promise, and his heart couldn't help but rejoice, and he only felt that this young man could be dealt with.

"Huh? Gongzi An, this is a successful blood opening? Huang Zhutou paid attention to the hidden qi and blood in An Le's body, and couldn't help but be shocked.

Because he remembered that An Le said that he had just practiced enlightenment, and it was only a day before he set foot in the first realm of body forging.

This talent is a bit demonic!

"Yesterday, Mrs. Hua gave her a cultivation book, and she stepped into the first realm with the book."

An Le couldn't help but smile on his face, the happiness of breakthrough will be happier when someone shares.

"It seems that Gongzi An is just slow to enlighten, and he really started to practice, and his talent is excellent, but it's a pity that he started late." Huang Zhutou felt very sorry.

The two chatted for a while, and An Le took the last wisp of years away from Huang Zhutou's body.

Huang Zhutou, who got the promise of peace and happiness, was still busy with official business, so he said goodbye and left.

The spring rain stretches in Lin'an Mansion, among the staggered alleys, between the high-rise buildings with the eaves reflecting the sun, and among the pedestrians wearing clothes and umbrellas.

An Le held an oil-paper umbrella and took a step.

Stepping on the trickle of rainwater, I gradually walked into the depths of the quiet long street.

……

……

"An Le, a person from Chongzhou, last autumn, passed the Chongzhou Township Examination, was raised to Lin'an, was good at poetry and painting, never practiced enlightenment, could not forge the body, and was not a practitioner."

There is a towering restaurant on the side of the long street, hexagonal heavy eaves, carved beams and painted buildings, the decoration is luxurious and noble, the name is called: Drunken Dragon Pavilion.

There are three famous buildings in Lin'an Mansion, namely Wanghu Tower, Linhua Pavilion and Drunken Dragon Pavilion.

Because of its proximity to the depths of the long street and the proximity to many noble mansions, the business is quite good, the contacts are noble, and the wine and dishes are all excellent, so the price is also high.

It is rumored that the Drunken Dragon Pavilion has a background in the palace, and you can even drink the fine wine that exists in the palace, such as rose dew and drunken Liuxia.

Liu Qingyan spent a lot of money to set up a window position on the third floor of the Drunken Dragon Pavilion, with a stack of pig's head meat on the table, a plate of fried beef, and a drunken liquor in the palace.

In front of Liu Qingyan, there was a message of peace and happiness.

"This young man is still a lifter? Let me break the hands of a lifter? I ......"

Liu Qingyan had a dark face, and his mood was complicated.

I thought that this young man was the same as an ordinary painter, only an ordinary identity, and there was nothing unusual, but I never thought that he was actually a young man.

"But fortunately, this son is not a cultivator, so it is much easier."

"Mr. Na Luo also promised me, and when I finished my dirty work, he arranged for me to leave Lin'an Mansion safely, and I ...... I don't have a choice. ”

Liu Qingyan sighed, the battle between nobles and the waves that started at will can make them involuntarily.

This is a proper way to ask him Liu Qingyan to take the blame, but can he refuse?

If he refuses, he will die sooner than the young man.

picked up the blue and white cup, squinted and took a sip of wine and drunken Liuxia, this sip, five taels of silver was gone.

Pick up two or three pieces of beef and chew them while looking out the window.

From this location, you can see the location of Jingjiekou.

If you want to go to Lin Mansion, Jingjiekou is a must-pass place, and the reason why Jingjiekou gets the name of Jingzi, is because it is located in the streets and alleys of the mansions of dignitaries and dignitaries, and the separation of the lively main road.

The common people and small vendors did not dare to enter the quiet street, for fear of making a noise with the nobles.

And the nobles rarely go to Jingjie on weekdays.

This section of the road, sparsely populated, is the best place to start.

"Gongzi An, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for robbing the opportunity of the old decay and disrupting the nobleman's plan......"

"It's a pity, this can draw a good hand."

Liu Qingyan shook his head, thinking that An Le's hand that drew a fake sketch was about to be interrupted, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, and drank two drunken Liuxia in succession.

Liu Qingyan, as a painter who can monopolize the painting business for the girls in the flower boat, naturally has a lot of means, in addition to his excellent painting skills, there is also a point that colludes with gangs and raises some thugs.

Many painters who intended to steal business with him have suffered hardships, or broken their hands, or tied up stones and sunk in the lake, even if they are under the glamorous city, there will be stinky rats walking, Liu Qingyan himself is a stinky rat dressed as a master.

The noble man sought him out and asked him to make a choice, whether to repay the five hundred Yuan Ling Tong Treasure, or to interrupt An Le's painting hands.

For Liu Qingyan, there is not much point in choice.

Of course, it's to return to the old profession and break Anle's hands!

Although it is possible to offend the Lin Mansion because of this, with Young Master Qin covering him, he can be safe and worry-free.

After chewing the beef in his mouth, Liu Qingyan picked up the wine cup and glanced at the calm street, and in the continuous spring rain, a figure holding an umbrella appeared.

A seat in Tsing Yi holding an oil-paper umbrella, like a big flower blooming under the spring rain, came leisurely.

"Entering the Lin Mansion to paint, next to the Lin Mansion, the young man is so proud of the spring breeze at the moment."

"But right now, it's going to be so sad."

Liu Qingyan squinted, the coldness flashed, and he drank the cup in one gulp.

Smack.

The wine cup slapped on the table, and the squint eyes looked through the drizzle, watching the good scene of Jingjie.

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……

Holding an umbrella in peace, the spring rain gathers into a trickle like oil, flowing between the cracks of the bluestone.

The surroundings are becoming quieter and quieter, pedestrians are gradually disappearing, isolated from the noise and hustle and bustle, and the deep part of the quiet street is the residence of the nobles, and the nobles like to be quiet, so the noise cannot be approached.

Tsing Yi was flying, and the sleeves were a little wet by the spring rain.

As An Le walked, he was thinking about how to distribute the three wisps of time qi that he had just absorbed in front of him.

The cultivation genius Dao Fruit blessed three wisps, which improved An Le's cultivation talent slightly.

In addition, "Five Birds Forging Body Skills" and "Sword Waterfall Map" can also be blessed with the qi of the years, and An Le has not been blessed, and as for the sword dancer Dao Guo, An Le has not been blessed.

There are so many projects to bless and improve.

This made him sigh lightly, or the years were too little.

When you enter the forest mansion today, you must absorb more of the energy of the years.

However, Mrs. Hua's years of anger can't be stopped, and it is too wasteful to have a day at a time.

Well?!

I was immersed in thinking about how to distribute the happiness of the years, and I was suddenly stunned.

The little mental power that came out of the meditation and cultivation gave birth to a warning sign in his heart!

Twist your head sharply.

But in an uninhabited alley on Jing Street, three big men in short coats covered their mouths and noses with triangular scarves of various colors, looking at him and smiling.

Interrupting the hand of a weak painter is all too familiar to this group of habitual offenders raised by Liu Qingyan.

They like to listen to the voices of those who pretend to be high-minded literati when they howl miserably.

"You're Anle?"

The first one, the big man holding a red triangular scarf, asked.

"Someone buys your hands, and they reach out to us to interrupt them, but we won't be beaten badly."

As the big man spoke, he rushed out of the alley.

The fluttering spring rain was shattered by his body, and it vaguely covered the misty humanoid mist!

It was only a few steps, and he rushed to An Le's side.

The huge fist was punched, it was actually Zhao Zu's long fist starting style on the rotten street, although there was no blessing of qi and blood, but he played well, he was looking forward to seeing the frightened and desperate face of the young man under the oil-paper umbrella, and the miserable howl that was about to sound.

However.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the young man's eyebrows condensed, looked at the approaching big man with a red scarf, and tilted his head.

Five Birds and Tigers Thirteen Styles!

Qi and blood are running, and strength is self-generated!

There seems to be the sound of a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests!

The slightest spring rain on the surface of the teenager's body is fried to make gouache!

The big man only felt that the weak young man in front of him suddenly turned into a colorful tiger!