Zhao Shiqi noticed the fluctuation of aura halfway up the mountain, and thought that it was just the children of the Zhao family competing with each other.

But later, a burst of demonic energy rose from a courtyard somewhere on the mountainside, which made Zhao Shiqi feel that something was wrong!

It was only a matter of dozens of breaths, and the Zhaojiabao Fort Formation was completely activated, and from a distance, a thick fog rose from the mountainside where Zhaojiabao was located, completely enveloping the entire mountain, covering all the outside world's peeps.

Zhao Shiqi's figure disappeared into the fog, and he saw him open his arms and go down against the wind, like an eagle with wings spread, but he arrived in the sky above Zhao Gu's courtyard in just a few breaths.

In the courtyard, a 5-meter-tall monkey demon stood with his head held high, looking at Zhao Shiqi who was standing in the air, with a rebellious aura in his eyes, it was the painting demon Hou Qi.

At the moment when he turned into a painting demon, Hou Qi sensed a burst of suppressive power coming all over the world, and the overwhelming pressure made him feel as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

Even if he didn't know that it was the natural suppression of the monsters formed by Zhaojiabao's fort protection formation, Hou Qi, who had always been rebellious, still chose to bear it with his head held high.

"What kind of monster, dare to offend my Zhao Jiabao!" Zhao Shiqi looked at him coldly and asked loudly.

Below, Zhao You and the four of them had just walked to the gate of the courtyard, and when they heard Zhao Shiqi's voice, Zhao You's face immediately changed, and he put aside Zhao Bi's hand, threw himself into the courtyard, and screamed: "Father! Zhao Gu colluded with the monster to injure the child, and asked the father to uphold justice for the child! ”

When Zhao Gu heard this, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he arched his hand into the air and said: "Uncle, Zhao You insulted me and the child first, and then had a verbal dispute with the nocturnal demon master, which led to the conflict, please see it." ”

Hou Qi waited for a pair of flickering monkey eyes, the martial artist suspended in the air, even if he did not have the momentum to release, he still felt a lot of pressure, far better than the Zhaojiabao Fort Formation.

Zhao Shiqi landed in the courtyard, slapped Zhao You aside, and said coldly: "I have long heard that the Night Wandering Division Painting Demon Master returned to the castle with my Zhao Jiabao disciple Zhao Bucai today, what a distinguished guest. You shameful thing, you're here to tell the truth! Get back in here and reflect on it! ”

Zhao You was stunned, he didn't expect that his father, who had always doted on him, would give himself a slap in front of everyone.

Ge Zheng only arrived from the top of the mountain at this time, he was a guest, and it was inconvenient to come straight from above like Zhao Shiqi, and there was a lot of delay on the way.

"Hou Feibai! You don't have the magic power yet! As soon as Ge Zheng entered the courtyard, he shouted to Hou Feibai, who was still in the shape of a monkey demon.

Hou Qi looked at Ge Zheng, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he returned to the Shenqiao in an instant, and Hou Feibai reappeared in front of everyone.

It was the first time for Zhao Gu and the others to see the changes between the demon painter and the demon painter, and they were inexplicably shocked when they saw this, this is the method of the demon painter?!

Ge Zheng saw that Hou Feibai had recovered his original appearance, so he smiled and said to Zhao Shiqi: "Master Zhao, this is my nocturnal division demon master, Hou Feibai." ”

Saying that, Ge Zheng said to Hou Feibai again: "Little monkey, this is the contemporary head of the Zhao family in Los Angeles, the head of the Zhao family in charge of the eight demon hunter families, or the top master of the four-rank long-distance travel realm in the world, why don't you hurry up and see the courtesy?" ”

Four products travel far away?!

No wonder Hou Qi felt extremely strong pressure on Zhao Shiqi just now.

Hou Feibai took a step forward and arched his hand: "The last school is the last, Hou Feibai has seen the head of the Zhao family." ”

Zhao Shiqi looked at Hou Feibai and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart. He had always heard the third child talk about the demon painter of the Night Walking Division, but he never thought that the demon painter of the Night Walking Division was actually such a young man.

He laughed and said, "Mr. Xiaohou has done this at such a young age, which really makes me very envious." My proud disciple of Zhao Jiabao, Zhao Bucai, was fortunate to learn painting with you, I am really lucky. ”

Zhao Gu listened to it from the side, his eyes straightened.

In Zhaojiabao, Zhao Shiqi's lineage is of course the authentic lineage, his father and Zhao Shiqi are both brothers, but because of the low level of cultivation, they are not very valued, what Zhao Jiabao is a proud disciple of, I have never heard him talk about it before.

Hou Feibai smiled slightly: "The master of the Zhao family is polite, he just followed Ge Zhenshou below, and he came to Zhao Jiabao to see and open his eyes." It's not talented.,It's really willing to work hard.,And have a good talent for painting.,It's one of the top students in the class.。 ”

Zhao Bucai was a little embarrassed to hear Hou Feibai praise himself so much, after all, he was at the level of the demon master training class, and Zhao Bucai still knew it, because he had a thin foundation and was a child of the Zhao family, he once thought that Hou Feibai would not teach himself seriously at all, but now it seems that he blames the teacher.

His eyes were red, and he stepped forward to salute Zhao Shiqi and said, "Uncle, don't I just greet you." ”

Zhao Shiqi raised his hand slightly, and a soft force helped Zhao Bucai up, he looked at Zhao Bucai and nodded again and again, "Well, it is worthy of being a good boy of my Zhao Jiabao, you must study diligently, and strive to become a demon painter like Mr. Xiaohou as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Bucai hummed, nodded firmly, and retreated.

Why is the father so polite to the children of the fifth uncle's family today? Zhao You saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Father, just now the child misunderstood Mr. Xiaohou, and the child wants to make amends to Mr. Xiaohou." ”

It is said that since ancient times, loving mothers have been defeated, is it true that his favorite youngest son is also like this? Zhao Shiqi looked at the slick Zhao You, and an irritability inexplicably rose in his heart, "Go back, there's no place for you to talk here!" ”

Zhao You is the best at figuring out Zhao Shiqi's thoughts, and listening to the tone of his words, he knew that he was bored, so he hurriedly retreated, pulling Zhao Bi and the others out of Zhao Gu's courtyard together.

Seeing that Zhao You and the others were far away, Zhao Shicai waved his hand again, signaling Zhao Gu to retreat, and Zhao Bucai also followed Zhao Gu to leave when he saw this.

Zhao Shiqi said lightly: "Don't stay and serve." ”

Zhao Bucai was overjoyed when he heard this, smiled at Hou Feibai, cleaned up the tea set on the small table, and re-brewed the tea.

For children like him, such elegant things as making tea are naturally not a problem, even if Zhao Bucai is only thirteen or fourteen years old, he is still quite disciplined.

Zhao Shiqi looked at Zhao Bucai for a while before making tea, and then smiled at Hou Feibai and said: "Mr. Xiaohou, the method of painting demon masters is really powerful, even I couldn't see your true body just now." ”

Hou Feibai smiled slightly, "The head of the Zhao family has won the award, it's just a small way, and it is still necessary to strengthen one's body, which is the real battle." ”

Ge Zheng also echoed and said with a smile: "Don't praise him as the head of the Zhao family, save him from being complacent." ”

As he spoke, Ge Zheng seemed to be unable to make up his mind, and he stopped talking.

What kind of character is Zhao Shiqi, seeing this, he just snorted slightly, and he didn't speak, and said in his heart, aren't you just waiting for me to ask, are you so homeopathic? I don't ask, just watch you act.

Ge Zheng really planned to wait for Zhao Shiqi to ask, and then he would ask and confess it, but now Zhao Shiqi's old fox clearly saw that he had a question and wanted to ask, but he pretended not to know, which was really hateful.

But this is not difficult for him.

Ge Zheng smiled slightly, and forcibly changed the topic, "What did the Zhao family master teach me about the group of demon masters mentioned on the mountain just now?" ”

Zhao Shiqi remained silent, took the teacup handed over by Zhao Bucai's hands, took a small sip lightly, and put it down, "What, listen to Ge Zhenshou's meaning, is the old man responsible for those demon masters?" ”

"I don't dare to be responsible, but near the territory of the Zhao family in Los Angeles, such a major thing happened, if the Zhao family has to say that they don't know, I'm afraid they won't be able to say it, right?" Ge Zheng is in his forties, and compared with Zhao Shiqi, he is obviously still a little worse.

A slight arc appeared at the corner of Zhao Shiqi's mouth, "What does Ge Zhenshou mean, who is near his house, who is responsible?" ”

Ge Zheng was stunned, Zhao Shiqi, Zhao Shiqi, you are too cunning.

Zhao Shiqi didn't wait for everyone to speak, and continued: "Demon control people are also thousands of years of inheritance in Kyushu, and who can tell clearly what is right and wrong. Ge Zhenshou, don't you say? ”

Ge Zheng hit the snake stick and followed, nodded and said: "The matter of controlling the demon is inconclusive, and today I waited to come, but I have something to ask for." ”

Here it comes.

Zhao Shiqi secretly felt funny in his heart.

Ge Zheng saw that Zhao Shiqi didn't speak, and he didn't care, and continued: "I went to the painting institute at night, there is a senior of the Southern Song Crane, I heard early in the morning that Zhao Jiabao has a collection of a genuine painting of this predecessor of the Southern Song Crane, and I came here today to invite the head of the Zhao family to be stingy, let me wait to see this authentic painting of the Southern Song Crane." ”

I see. Zhao Shiqi said disappreciatively: "Ge Zhenshou, you brought a demon painter to see another demon painter's sketch, it is too disrespectful to Mr. Xiaohou, right?" ”

Hou Feibai hurriedly said: "The head of the Zhao family is serious, Nan Songhe's predecessor is the leader among the demon painters, and I am fortunate to see its true works, and it is too late to be happy." ”

Zhao Shiqi nodded and said with a slight smile: "Look at Mr. Xiaohou's words, it makes people love to listen." Don't hide it, the authentic works of Nansonghe's predecessors are indeed collected in my Zhao family, but this is my Zhaojiabao's treasure, which has been treasured in Zhaojiabao for more than 2,000 years. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Shiqi paused, looked at Hou Feibai and continued, "But if Mr. Xiao Hou wants to see it, I won't be stingy." ”

Ge Zheng couldn't help but feel funny, this Zhao family master seemed to have a lot of importance for the little monkey, the demon painter.

Hou Fei didn't thank him.

Zhao Shiqi got up and walked in front with his hands behind his back, "Come along." ”

It seems that my father made the right choice to let him learn to become a demon painter! Zhao Bucai was flattered, and hurriedly stood up and followed.

Zhao Shiqi led the way in front, took Hou Feibai and others all the way along the mountain road, and after a turn, he walked down a stone staircase, getting lower and lower, and finally entered a secret room.

In the middle of the chamber is a long scroll.

"This is the authentic relics of the Southern Pine Crane that I treasure in Zhaojiabao." Zhao Shiqi pointed to the scroll and said.

Ge Zheng stood at the door and motioned for Hou Feibai to come over and look.

Hou Feibai heard that it was the true work of Nan Songhe, and a burst of excitement rose in his heart, the work of a demon painter more than 2,000 years ago, he was finally going to see it!

I saw that on the scroll, there was a picture of a white tiger, Hou Feibai looked at it one by one, this long scroll group picture, divided into five parts, each part seems to tell a story.