After the monks left, the city became even more deserted than ever.

Mu Nanjin, who visited Gongbo City for the first time, looked at the lack of festive streets and said, "Count the days, it's almost the New Year, right?" ”

Guang Liu hurriedly said: "There are seven days to go before the New Year, but Gongbo City is still deserted, there is no New Year's atmosphere, and the monks are not New Year's Eve yet?" ”

"Still." Jiang Xuan explained to him: "As long as we practice retreat, more than ten or decades have passed, and it is difficult for us to get together with our relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year. ”

Mu Nanjin said to them: "They are only, we are over, you go to prepare the New Year's goods, and I will buy red paper to write on me, and draw the door god." ”

"Okay."

Everyone dispersed.

Mu Nanjin bought the red paper and immediately went back to the courtyard of his uncle's house to write couplets.

It's easy to write couplets, and you can stick them on the door by writing two auspicious words, but it's difficult to draw the door god.

Mu Nanjin has never painted seriously, and it is impossible to suddenly paint the door god, so he can only give up in the end.

Xiao Yunduo, who had been waiting for her to put down the pen, asked, "Didn't you say that the god of painting the door?" Why don't you draw it? ”

Mu Nanjin said honestly: "I don't know how to draw the door god, so I can only find someone else to paint." ”

"......" Xiaoyun was silent for a while and asked, "Then do you know how to draw dragons?" It doesn't matter if you don't know how to draw dragons, it's okay to draw Suzaku. ”

Mu Nanjin looked at it for a while: "I can barely draw a Q version of the dragon." ”

Xiao Yunduo was sweating: "What is the Q version of the dragon?" ”

Mu Nanjin couldn't explain clearly, so he had to pick up the pen.

"Wait." Xiaoyun conjured a small bag out of thin air, poured some powder into the inkstone, stirred the powder with ink, and then bowed again and again to the viewing platform.

Mu Nanjin asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"You also hurry up and say goodbye, and then use your spiritual power to paint."

Mu Nanjin: "......"

Xiao Yunduo urged: "Hurry." ”

Mu Nanjin bowed to the inkstone, and then dipped the ink with a brush.

Xiao Yunduo said urgently: "You concentrate your spiritual power on the tip of the pen. ”

Mu Nanjin didn't know what it wanted to do, but he still did what it said.

While condensing her spiritual power, she recalled the drawing of the Q version of the dragon, and then began to write.

Xiao Yunduo watched her first draw a circle, two small circles in the circle, two dragon whiskers under the small circle, and then draw sharp horns on her head.

The more it looks, the more wrong it becomes, and it contrasts her drawing with the real dragon, and the difference is too great. In its memory, the dragon has a mighty long body, sharp claws and huge dragon horns, and what the hell is the five short body things in front of it?

Mu Nanjin put away his pen: "It's done." ”

Xiao Yunduo stared at the painting on the red paper with wide eyes in disbelief and asked, "This, this, this is the dragon?" ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Yunduo was so angry that he died on the spot: "How can the mighty green dragon look so ......?"

I don't know how to describe it.

Mu Nanjin ignored its anger: "It's just a picture, why should you be angry." ”

"You ......" Xiao Yunduo took a deep breath to keep himself angry, and suddenly pounced, he knelt in front of the painting, and cried: "Senior Qinglong, I'm sorry for you." ”

Mu Nanjin: "......"

[It's not just a painting, it's like crying graves.] 】

"I thought that the painting skills of the uncle girl were good, who knew ......, you don't blame us for the Qinglong seniors, wait for the uncle girl to learn the craft and then paint you a majestic painting."

Mu Nanjin twisted his eyebrows: "What is the powder you just put in the inkstone?" ”

Xiao Yunduo inhaled: "It's the ashes of Qinglong's predecessors." ”

“！！！！” Mu Nanjin was speechless: "How do you paint with ashes?" ”

"I have my intentions, but I didn't expect your Q version of the dragon to be so ......"

Xiao Yunduo didn't have eyes to look at the painting she had drawn again: "You can take it and offer it." ”

"Offer?" Mu Nanjin looked at the Q version of the dragon that exuded terrifying power: "It's a bit of a waste to supply." ”

Xiao Yunduo jumped up angrily: "How can it be wasted? Let you offer the Qinglong predecessors is the persuasion that you cultivated in your previous life. ”

Mu Nanjin patted its head: "Don't worry, I will not only let the people of the entire Gongbo City provide for it, but also let it play its greatest value." ”

Xiao Yunduo put away his anger: "What are you going to do?" ”

Mu Nanjin stood up and walked out.

A quarter of an hour later, a piece of red paper was pasted on the door of the uncle's house, on which an unknown object was drawn.

The disciple who guarded the door pointed to the face painting and said to everyone: "The young master has an order, and anyone who passes by or enters the uncle's house must bow respectfully to it. ”

These words attracted many onlookers, including many passers-by.

"What's the picture on it?"

"Looks a bit like a cub of some kind of monster."

"Uncle Young Master, why do you want us to salute it?"

"We can't guess the matter of the young master, so let's hurry up and salute, otherwise we don't know how the young master will punish us."

Everyone hurriedly saluted the painting.

The Great Elder, who had come back from outside, saw everyone bowing to the Gongbo's Mansion, and asked the disciples guarding the door with a puzzled expression, "What are they doing here?" ”

The gatekeeper told him what Mu Nanjin had confessed.

After hearing this, the Great Elder was furious: "It's just nonsense. ”

He pointed to the painting and said, "It's not a god, why should we worship it, tear it off quickly, don't leave it here to be embarrassed." ”

It's really hard to draw nondescript.

The gatekeeper shrank his head and whispered: "This is posted by the young master, we don't dare to tear it, otherwise we will be punished by the young master." ”

"If you don't dare to tear it, I'll tear it."

The Great Elder strode forward, as he was about to reach out and tear the painting. Suddenly, the golden light of the little dragon in the painting flashed.

With a plop, the Great Elder couldn't control his body and knelt on the ground.

Knock Knock Knock –

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, he kowtowed three times to the painting, and broke his head.

The Great Elder was also frightened, and quickly stood up and asked, "What is this paper drawing?" ”

The powerful coercion emanating from the paper made him can't help but surrender to it, it seems that it is not an ordinary painting.

The gatekeeper said, "The young master said that it was the green dragon. ”

The Great Elder's eyes widened, and he raised his voice and asked, "Qinglong?" The green dragon among the four divine beasts? ”

"Yes."

Grand Elder: "......"

How could Qinglong look like this.

Gong Bo Nanjin is too disrespectful to God.

Xiao Yunduo, who was flying high in the sky and saw this scene, said: "The painting did not fall, which means that the Qinglong seniors are satisfied that you put it on the door." ”

Mu Nanjin said lightly: "It's good to be satisfied." ”

Xiao Yunduo watched the Great Elder walk into the Gongbo's Mansion with his forehead covered: "Or, do you draw another picture of the Vermilion Bird Senior?" It happens that one on the left and right sides of the gate is more symmetrical. ”

Mu Nanjin: "......"

Half an hour later, there was another painting on the gate of the Gongbo's Mansion, and a 'chicken' was painted on it.

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