Dinner.

The mayor introduced Wu Luoyang and Wu Fengxing to the old man around him one by one, and introduced the old man to Wu Luoyang and they got to know each other.

"This is Xu Lao, a painter, and several portrait paintings hanging on the wall of Daiyunshan Temple are from Xu Lao's hand."

Hearing this, Wu Luoyang could probably guess the purpose of the town mayor inviting them to dinner in the evening.

"Oh-"

Du Su Rui on the side seemed to remember something.

He put down his chopsticks, stood up, and bowed his hand to Xu Lao: "Xu Lao, my master is Du Hongyuan of the Maoshan Du family, I have heard my master mention you, my master said that you are a low-key soul painter who is indifferent to fame and fortune. ”

"Master Hongyuan praised it falsely."

The old man's serious face showed a gentle smile.

Doksuri re-seated.

The mayor put down his chopsticks, picked up the white handkerchief on the side, wiped it, and continued: "Yes, Xu Lao is a hidden soul painter. I asked Xu Lao to make a statue of the God of War, and the Buddha statue in the main hall of the Temple of the God of War will also be from Xu Lao's hand. ”

After a slight pause, the town mayor looked at Wu Luoyang on the side, "It's just that Elder Xu encountered a little trouble when creating the portrait of the God of War, and I may need your help." ”

Wu Luoyang's eyes moved slightly.

A few people here have seen Zhan Yunye the most, isn't that her.

Xu Lao retracted the smile on his face, and his expression became serious and said to Wu Luoyang: "The God of War entrusts me with a dream, and there is some illusion in the dream, I have made a few statues of the God of War, but I always feel that there are shortcomings." ”

"Come, you can help me see, if there is any problem, just ask."

After the words fell, Xu Lao took out a few pieces of paper from a black briefcase on the side, and humbly handed the painting to Wu Luoyang with both hands.

Seeing this, Wu Luoyang hurriedly got up and stretched out his hands to take it.

Gently look at Xu Lao's paintings.

Although these portraits do not have any special decorations, the Zhan Yunye in the painting looks very majestic, which is very in line with the image of the god of war in people's hearts.

Wu Luoyang and Senior Brother Wu Fengxing glanced at each other.

Du Su Rui also stretched out her head and leaned over to look.

"Isn't this the painting of him, that face is black and smelly when he is not smiling, this is the virtue......"

Cough!

Senior brother Wu Fengxing coughed lightly and reminded.

Du Surui reacted suddenly, the expression on her face changed a few times, and she smiled awkwardly: "Uh...... I mean, Xu Lao's painting is very expressive, very similar! ”

Xu Lao smiled slightly and didn't speak.

Du Surui was so embarrassed that the corners of her mouth cramped, and she hurriedly picked up the chicken soup at hand and took a sip to suppress the shock.

"Old Xu, Su Rui is right, this statue of the god of war, you have already painted it very vividly."

Wu Luoyang packed up the painting and handed it back with both hands.

Hearing this, Xu Lao frowned slightly.

Taking the paintings and holding them up to him, he looked at them carefully, still shaking his head regretfully.

Everyone said it was good, but only he knew what the shortcomings were.

But he couldn't say what was missing.

Xu Lao encountered a bottleneck.

He closed his eyes and looked at the man again with the image from his memory.

The face of the god of war is solemn and solemn, the expression is very majestic, the eyes are bright, and he is very domineering, which is no different from the portrait of the god of war under his hands.

"But ......"

Wu Luoyang spoke again, and stopped talking.

Xu Lao opened his eyes when he heard the sound, lowered the portrait slightly, and raised his eyes to look over.

hurriedly spoke out to ask for advice: "It's okay, Luoyang Xiaoyou, as long as you feel that there is a problem, even if it is not a problem, you can bring it up and take a look." ”

At this point, Wu Luoyang could only express his opinion.

"Old Xu, Zhan Yunye is not only a god of war general who charges into battle and kills the enemy bravely, he is also a prince."

"Lord ......"

Xu Lao repeated these two words in a low voice.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he nodded excitedly, and said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, yes, prince, prince, the innate royal power and dignity!" ”

"Mayor Town, Mrs. Mayor Town, you eat slowly, I'll go first."

Quickly put away the portrait, Xu Lao was about to leave with his briefcase, and he didn't care about eating.

The mayor knew about Xu Lao's temper, so he ordered the driver to send him back.

Had dinner.

Wu Luoyang and the mayor's wife separated at the door of the hotel and drove away.

Before leaving, the mayor's wife smiled and told her that if Wu Luoyang came to Chishui Town next time, she would say hello to her in advance, and arrange proper accommodation for her.

Wu Luoyang smiled and thanked him, but did not take his words to heart.

The mayor's wife was kind to her, it was just because Wu Luoyang had saved the mayor before, and the favor of the causal cycle was reaped.

Drive back to the property.

Du Surui's mobile phone came with a WeChat message prompt.

When he opened it, his face changed.

"How?"

Senior brother Wu Fengxing saw it, and joked loudly, "It was that black and smelly face who sent you a message and scared you?" ”

Dussuri shook her head.

looked at Wu Luoyang on the opposite side and said, "Grandma Wen has passed away." ”

Wu Luoyang's heart shook suddenly, and he hurriedly asked, "When is it?" ”

"Just now."

Du Surui handed her the message on the screen of her mobile phone: "My master asked me to go directly to the Wen family tomorrow, and my cousin who is a game partner has also posted it on Moments." ”

Suddenly learning the bad news, Wu Luoyang's mood became inexplicably heavy.

In my mind, Grandma Wen's kind smile, as well as the book and her commission, I was worried about Wen Qiqi's safety, and hoped that Wu Luoyang could take care of her.

"I'll go with me to Wen's house tomorrow morning."

Wu Luoyang exhaled deeply.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, before the sun had risen, a few people got up to freshen up and go downstairs and drove to the Wen family in National Treasure Town.

The bumps in the mountain road made Wu Luoyang on an empty stomach very uncomfortable, probably because of the dull mood of hearing that Grandma Wen had died, he was dizzy and shook for more than half an hour, and the car stopped at the gate of the Wen family's courtyard.

The low mourning music of the black speakers in the hall resounded in the lonely and cold mountains, the gate of the courtyard was hung with white lanterns, the mourning hall was enshrined with the last photos and flowers of the deceased Grandma Wen, and the candles on the candlesticks flickered with a faint light, illuminating the way to reincarnation for her.

According to Grandma Wen's will, the funeral was simple.

The Wen family only invited a few Taoist priests to lead the way, and the family members knelt on the side of the mourning hall wearing linen and filial piety.

After Wu Luoyang finished worshipping, the incense in his hand was taken over and inserted into the incense burner in front of him.

Turn around.

happened to see the familiar figure in the crowd of family members dressed in white filial piety, Wen Qiqi raised his head slightly, and his red eyes turned into tears and slid down his cheeks.

The people on the side shouted to the family members on the side of the mourning hall:

"Family return gift!"

The family members bowed down and bowed in return, crying in mournful voices.

After the ceremony.

Wu Luoyang lowered his head and walked away quickly.

Since she was a child, she has seen a lot of white things by her master's side, and it stands to reason that she has long been used to parting with life and death, but her emotions will still be affected, and inexplicable sadness will swell in her heart.

Walking out of the gate of the courtyard, Wu Luoyang stood silently in the corner, quiet, digesting the feeling alone.

After a while, someone walked out of the gate.

The man, dressed in a white filial piety robe, glanced left and right, and saw Wu Luoyang and senior brother Wu Fengxing in the corner, so he walked towards them.

"Luoyang."

A hoarse voice sounded behind him.

Wu Luoyang turned around.

Seeing Wen Qiqi biting her lip tightly and her red eyes, standing in front of her, the crystal in her eyes was about to drip.

"Condolences and change."

Wu Luoyang didn't know how to comfort him.

Wen Qiqi couldn't hide the grief in his heart, sniffed lightly, and nodded.

Thinking of her grandmother's special explanation before her death last night, she didn't dare to forget: "Grandma told me before she died, if she saw you coming, I implore you to stay and leave when she is buried." ”