"Ling Ling, go to the Ghost Axe Pavilion and find someone to repair this gap, Jiang Bao, you come with me."

After making some arrangements, Shizun picked up Jiang Lu's sketch by himself, walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, and went downstairs.

Jiang Lu didn't know why, but he still obediently followed the other party and left here.

When I came to the door of the attic, there was a woman with crane hair and a childish face but a gloomy face who was not much taller than the master waiting here.

As soon as she saw Shizun, she muttered impatiently, "Why is it so long? ”

"Say a few words to the newly accepted little disciple, go upstairs." Shizun replied casually, and pulled Jiang Lu over: "This is your uncle who paints and feeds, and the dean of the True Painting Academy, come and salute." ”

"Oh, it's good to draw a feeder." Jiang Lu said hello obediently.

At this time, it was only then that the painting noticed Jiang Lu.

"Shh She stared at Jiang Lu directly, not knowing what she was thinking.

And Jiang Lu also observes that the gloom of this painting does not seem to come from the gloom of the character.

Her dark circles, slightly pale lips, and unmoved eyes were more like the extremely depressed gloom brought about by the instability of constantly revising the manuscript and going crazy at any time.

At least when I looked at Jiang Lu, this gloom disappeared.

Shizun, who had already walked a few steps, looked back and saw that Huafang was still standing there in a daze, so he urged: "Let's go." ”

Only then did he come back to his senses and said, "You little disciple. How about borrowing it for two days? ”

After all, it is a close friend who has been all the way from the end of the Wei period, and as soon as she pouts her buttocks, the master knows what posture she wants to use.

"You want to catch a strong man from me as a painting again, right?"

"Sister, it's not a secret, just the moment I saw this little disciple, I felt that the male protagonist of the book I drew all had faces."

Regardless of Jiang Lu's wishes, he began to check whether his body was strong:

"I really like this, you can borrow me to paint for two days."

"No need to talk." Shizun shook his head and sneered, "What did you say about my second disciple last time?" When I saw him, I felt that the scholars you drew had faces, and the result? ”

"Oh, it was an accident." Painted to defend awkwardly.

But Shizun didn't give her face at all, and said: "I don't know what your definition of a scholar is, I only know that he is an essayist, and when he comes back, he tells me that he never wants to write again."

I haven't even asked you what you asked him to do, so that he would rather go to Fanchen to be a little duck, in the name of Caifeng, than come back to continue studying, saying that he thinks it is more dignified to be a duck. ”

"It's just not a coincidence.,I was drawing a book of four loves"

Painting Feed said apologetically:

"In this way, you let him come back, and I promise to arrange a harem for him this time."

"Even if you tell me the flowers, I can't lend it to you, my little disciple, besides"

Shizun paused:

"He doesn't necessarily have to be a painting sample, he is also a good painter, at least not worse than your senior disciple."

The painting was stunned for a moment: "Are you kidding? Do you still have a painter in your academy? How did I not know? ”

"You're here."

Shizun said, and deliberately took a few steps back, pulling Jiang Lu to let him walk in front, and he walked in the middle of the two of them.

The three of them soon came to Shizun's study.

As a literary cultivator, the study room is actually a practice room, and as a writing scholar, he spends almost all day in the practice room, almost never going out when he has nothing to do, and only concentrating on creating stories.

So this study is actually not much different from the master's bedroom.

A small bed, which was small but still spacious for the master, was placed in the corner on the right hand side of the door, and some dolls and toys were piled on top of it.

It can be seen that the intensity of the articles written by the master is indeed very strong.

As for the floor of the study, there were scattered papers everywhere, most of which were waste manuscripts, and what really satisfied the master was stacked on the bookcase at this time.

The smell of ink fills the room, and at the same time, there is a faint smell of smoke, and it is full of security.

Several rattan chairs were placed on the left side of the study around a tea table, and the three of them sat down under the greeting of the master.

Seeing that Jiang Lu also sat down with him, instead of sending them here and leaving, Hua Fang felt a little strange, but Shizun didn't say anything, and she didn't want to ask, so she just thought that the other party favored this newly accepted disciple and didn't think much about it.

And Jiang Lu looked at the plaque hanging in the center of the study, with three big characters on it - Wen Tao Pavilion.

Noticing Jiang Lu's gaze, Shizun suddenly asked coldly, "Do you want to say that it's ridiculous for me to use my own name as the name of the study?" ”

"Huh? No, I don't. Jiang Lu was surprised.

"Oh." Shizun nodded lightly: "I see that you have been staring at it for a long time, so ask it, if not, it is naturally the best." ”

"Ah, what is it, it turns out that Master, is your name Wen Tao?" Jiang Lu finally reacted.

“？”

The painter on the side suddenly laughed: "Is he really your apprentice?" I don't even know what your name is. ”

"He has always called me Shizun respectfully, and he doesn't even dare to call me by my name, he doesn't need this title at all, so it's normal to forget it, right?" Shizun Wen is looking for supplements.

"I'll talk about him later." Hua Feed waved his hand: "Let's talk about business first, and I can go back and continue painting if I set the rules as soon as possible." ”

"Well, show me the plan from the theater first."

Wen Tao nodded, and then in the interval between the preparation of the painting, he took out a cigarette stick out of nowhere, skillfully stuffed it with tobacco, and swallowed the clouds and exhaled the fog.

I only thought that the two senior sisters were abnormal, but Wen Tao was just a little more special, but now it seems that this is also a heavyweight.

Seeing her violently returning to the dragon there, Jiang Lu's eyelids jumped, and he felt that the scene was too magical, for fear that the cigarette stick as tall as half a person would be broken by her.

Perhaps after taking two sips, he didn't feel like it was enjoyable, Wen Tao picked up the teapot on the tea table again, turned over a few clean upside-down teacups, and poured tea into them.

Still touching the painting of the protocol feedback from the theater from the lining of the clothes, he picked up the teacup and sniffed it: "The year is very right." ”

"Not really."

Wen Tao smiled proudly, and then poured a cup for Jiang Lu:

"Apprentice, taste the golden sweet dew of the teacher."

Jiang Lu's eyelids jumped again.

is worthy of being a top literary cultivator, and as soon as he opens his mouth, it is this kind of pun on the edge of the words.

Thinking so, Jiang Lu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then his expression changed.

He got up, took the candlestick from the bookcase, and then brought the candle flame close to the teacup, and the next moment, the tea in the teacup actually ignited.

"It's not just the vintage, right? This purity is also right! So why is there wine in the teapot? ”

Jiang Lu stared at the two of them, who had already drunk a whole glass of almost alcoholic drink, and understood for the first time that writing and painting were such a stressful thing.

But in the face of Jiang Lu's questioning, Wen Tao did not change his face: "This is called burning tea." ”

Jiang Lu was stunned: "Dongfang Leaves gave you money?" ”

At this time, the painting interjected and asked, "Oriental leaves are not tea." ”

"Do you still know Oriental leaves?"

"Definitely, I use it every day." The painter nodded rightly.

Jiang Lu was stunned: "Use?" ”

Seeing that Jiang Lu was puzzled, he took out a few green leaves from the sachet and looked like catnip.

Then she placed it on her left hand and urged it with spiritual power, and in a short time, the leaves were shaken into a mess.

Immediately after that, he brought the fine powder to the side of his nose and pressed one nostril with his right hand, leaving only one nostril to aim at the fine powder, and inhaled violently.

"Ahh

"You'd better apologize to Oriental Leaf now." Jiang Lu's face was extremely dark.

And Wen Tao was obviously disgusted by this kind of behavior of painting feeding.

"This crazy woman, I don't know how long it will take for her to come back to her senses when her strength passes."

"Great, I shouldn't have had expectations for the Cult."

Jiang Lu showed a swaggering smile.

I don't know how long it has been, but he finally began to talk about business with a depressed face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Lu feels that her dark circles are heavier.

"In short, I want to adapt the "My Father-in-law is the Holy Ancestor" that was popular before, although my album is more popular than your original book, but because my paintings are also adapted from yours, I think it's better to leave this dominance to you."

Painting feed listless authentic:

"I've studied it, the forces on the Yunzhou side are complicated, and if you don't make a big move and pay some price, it will be difficult to take it from the front.

Therefore, starting from this aspect, it is the safest way to gradually establish the influence of the sect and then gradually lose the minds of the Yunzhou people after cultural invasion.

Although Yunzhou is not inferior to Zhongzhou's source of blessings, but close to Beicang, the hand of the righteous path cannot be stretched out so long, relatively speaking, the blow will not be so strong, we can also have a lot less worries, and it doesn't hurt to make a big fanfare.

If this matter is accomplished, this year's sacrificial academy and painting academy should be able to allocate more places.

Therefore, the adaptation must be changed, just to see how it is changed. ”

"Then did you tell the sect master?" Wen Tao asked.

"She's in retreat."

He replied:

"But she will definitely not refuse, in order to hide people's eyes, after the sect was disbanded and reorganized in Kunlun Mountain, she specially chose the new site in Xuankong, and it was dark under the lights, and it was peaceful for hundreds of years.

But now that the Bailiu Sect is getting stronger and stronger, it is an inevitable trend to go out, otherwise, even if the Xuankong Pavilion turns a blind eye, it is difficult to guarantee that other people with a heart will not stir up our minds.

The change in Kunlun can't happen a second time, and now Yunzhou is the best place to stand, and with this opportunity, she will definitely not miss it. ”

"So, do you want to surprise her and tell her when it's done?"

"That's right."

"In that case, I have no opinion."

Wen Tao took a sip and spit out the smoke ring, and a wisp of perseverance flashed in his eyes:

"Our academy and painting academy are originally both prosperous and loss-making, and they have always been disdained by people in the sect, and they are regarded as the evil demon outer way in the evil demon outer way.

Since this opportunity is an opportunity to show the power of words and pictures to justify us and our disciples, it is natural that we should not miss it. ”

The conversation between the two was very enthusiastic, and if Jiang Lu didn't know the inside story, maybe he really felt a little excited.

But when he thought of what these two people were discussing was how to rule the world through banned books and books, Jiang Lu felt that the painting style was too distorted and he couldn't complain.

However, there are still gains, and through the conversation between the two and his subsequent interjections, Jiang Lu also got a lot of useful information.

One is that every year on July 15, when the yin qi is at its peak, the Bailiu Sect will hold a sacrificial ceremony to worship the old mother of Baiyi and seek an opportunity to ascend.

Although no one has successfully ascended in the past hundred years, there have indeed been successful examples before, so the people of the Bailiu Sect are convinced of this.

Another is that the sacrificial ceremony of the Bailiu Sect is derived from the ancient law, and it is really able to communicate with ghosts and gods, so even if you don't get the favor of the old mother of Baiyi, open the door of the netherworld, and some talented disciples of the Bailiu Sect can often get some gifts from other ghosts and gods, and their cultivation will soar.

This is a dream opportunity for every monk.

And that's exactly what Jiang Lu needs.

In fact, although his goal is to find his doppelganger through sacrifice, he has no idea how to do it.

As Zeus said: Before, it was others who sacrificed to me and begged to see me, how do I know what the sacrifice is for?

It's a no-brainer.

As long as you can get the quota to participate in the sacrificial ceremony, this path will be opened, and as for whether you can achieve the goal, it will depend on what happens after that.

However, there was one question that made Jiang Lu a little confused.

He pretended to be Xiaobai and asked some things about Baiyi's mother from the two of them.

Judging from the statements of the two, Baiyi's mother should not be in this world, her identity is more similar to the gatekeeper of the Netherworld, but she can rely on the sacrifice ceremony to last for a very short time to judge that the priest talisman does not meet her own requirements, whether to open the door from the inside.

This means that if there are really gods in this spiritual realm with a time lapse rate of 1:1000, then it is definitely not the old mother of Baiyi.

This is equivalent to an additional unstable factor, Jiang Lu can't judge whether the other party is friend or foe, and he can't ensure that there will be any obstacles in the process of finding the clone.

And just as Jiang Lu was thinking about it, Wen Tao and Hua Fang had already decided to participate in the adaptation and began to discuss the details of the adaptation.

"But in fact, I think that the work "My Father-in-law is the Holy Ancestor" can be adapted in a very limited way, and the original audience was actually a little too narrow, and it was specially created for female cultivators."

Wen Tao said slowly:

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, at that time, I was breaking through the merger period, and I didn't need much willpower, but because the breakthrough cost a lot of cultivation resources, so when I wrote this book, I actually wrote it for the purpose of earning cultivation resources.

After all, female cultivators have a stronger spending power than male cultivators, and they always like to spend their cultivation resources on unnecessary things, which is already a recognized fact in the cultivation world.

If our purpose is to gain a foothold in Yunzhou, then I don't think this work is a suitable choice, I think we have to choose a work that is more suitable for male cultivation to adapt, so that both the influence and the top level of acceptance in Yunzhou should be more in line with our expectations. ”

"You mean you don't want this work?"

Drawing feed smacked:

"What you said makes sense, but you must know that the taste of male cultivators can be much trickier, not to the extent that as long as the character design and emotional drama are handled well, the meat drama can be fooled around.

Everyone has a lot of different interests, but we only have one chance to adapt, how can you make sure that a work is accessible to everyone? ”

"Hey, don't say it, you really don't say it."

Wen Tao smiled mysteriously: "Look at this. ”

She handed Jiang Lu's masterpiece to the painting.

"Painting?" Picture Feed was surprised.

She had long noticed the scroll of manuscript paper that Wen Tao had been holding, but she only thought that this was Wen Tao's latest proud work, and was waiting to show off in front of her, but she never thought that this would actually be a sketch.

"No matter what the hobby is, it's essentially lustful, and this work can be called XP, there is always one that can poke into the reader's heart, and once you accept one of them, the reader will gradually try to understand the others and slowly accept it."

Wen Tao said with a smile.

"Are you sure?" Painting is a little unconvinced.

"Of course, I've experienced it." Wen Tao took a deep breath: "It was the darkest period of my life, I wrote all the most evil pictures I could think of into the book, and then I got the highest evaluation since I practiced. ”

"What?"

"Is there a recommendation like this book?"

"Then I'll have to take a good look."

The painting general nodded suspiciously, lowered his head and looked at it seriously.

Just by seeing the character drawing, the painting is amazing: "This style of painting. Something. ”

And as the painting gets deeper and deeper, her expression becomes more and more exciting.

"This line, this composition, this form."

She was shocked and said: "It's not at all the traditional Spring Palace with a picture and a text, I feel that I can see the movements of the characters in the picture!" ”

The layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway, which is what he says.

Zhou Luwei finished reading the collapse of the Dao, the fourth senior brother watched the Binzhou circulation, Ling Ling was shocked after reading it, and Wen Tao was amazed after reading the plot copywriting.

"yes, it would be easier to adapt that way."

Wen Tao talked about his experience: "A hundred people read a book and have a hundred perceptions, and the content of the playwright's rehearsal is often very different from what we writers think in our hearts."

In this way, the problem does not exist.

And in addition to the painting you said, the plot is also top-notch, and all aspects have been taken care of, except for the audience of the cuckold and Tanmei, I don't think anyone will refuse. ”

"Leave that aside."

Somewhat incredulous, he asked, "You painted this?" ”

"Of course not, it was painted by me, a new little disciple."

Wen Tao laughed wildly:

"How did you say I received a person whose painting skills are better than all the paintings in your academy combined, and who can also have the top literary cultivation talent?"

"You?" Hua Fang looked at Jiang Lu who had not spoken in shock.

At this time, Jiang Lu was still thinking about how to get a quota, but he didn't think that the opportunity would suddenly be sent to him.

In response to that saying, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

"That's right, Uncle Painter, that's what I painted."

"You." The painter's expression was solemn: "What is it called?" ”

"I call it a comic!"

Jiang Lu paused:

"The wave-particle duality of evil fall and struggle, serialized by Jerk off the weekly beast!"

He took a deep breath: "I'm starting to be a little jealous of your talent. ”

"Jealousy doesn't come."

Wen Tao sighed: "He was born with the Holy Body of Slaane, the Buddha said that color is emptiness, and emptiness is color, but the Holy Body of Slaane is empty and colored, as long as it is related to astringency, the Holy Body of Slaane can be self-taught, even if it does not exist, he can also create." ”

"In that case, then I can understand why you didn't let him be my drawing, it's really a condescending talent." Painting feed said helplessly.

Wen Tao changed his words: "So, my idea is that you take these manuscripts to Yunzhou, let the people in charge over there take a look, tell them that we want to use this to adapt, and then discuss the details when they are confirmed." ”

"With this quality, the manuscript is definitely not a problem, the only problem is how to shoot."

Drawing Feed pondered:

"After all, the scene here is not as simple as the previous collaborative works, and if you want to present it completely, you must use a more advanced photo ball, so the cost is a problem, and it also invisibly raises the threshold of the audience.

They don't necessarily take the risk by raising costs, and even if they do, I guess they're going to squeeze the image as much as possible and make the content coarse in order to keep costs under control. ”

"Shadow ball?" Jiang Lu was a little dazed.

"It's a magic weapon that can record images, and the length and width of the images that can be left behind are also different depending on the level, and with your worldview, ordinary photo balls will definitely not meet your needs." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Lu realized something, and said in shock: "What you are talking about can't be really filmed, right?" I thought the adaptation was a rehearsal of a play and a performance on stage. ”

"It must be a real shot."

Picture Feed shook his head disdainfully:

"How many spectators are there in a play? And if you want to be widely spread, you have to train more performers to learn, and the cost will be higher.

Besides, you don't want to think about what we are adapting, there are so many performances a day, so the actors can stand it? ”

The words of the drawing feed are so reasonable, Jiang Lu can't even refute them at all.

"So, how to solve this problem is the main problem."

Painting feed is a little distressed:

"The high-grade photo ball is more than ten times more expensive than the ordinary photo ball, even if Yunzhou is willing to make it, it is a question whether the target group is willing to spend this money."

But at this moment, Wen Tao suddenly said: "I have an idea. ”

"What?"

"We can first use a high-grade photo ball, shoot a section according to Jiang Bao's comics, and bring it over as a sample, I believe they will be instantly impressed after seeing it."

Wen Tao said seriously and seriously:

"As for promotion, it's not a problem, we can cut out the wonderful parts and assemble them into a teaser version, I dare to say, as long as those male cultivators see the trailer, even if it is ten times more expensive, they will definitely buy it!"

He was taken aback, and then he really began to think about the feasibility.

And Jiang Lu also felt inexplicably a little admired.

I also said that I have time to teach myself, you are not bad, that is, there is no network in this world, if there is an Internet, what kind of cultural cultivation should you have, have this mind to go directly to the welfare sacrifice, practicing Qi Speed Mahayana is not a dream at all!

"That's a good idea." After thinking about it, it felt feasible.

"In that case."

Wen Tao moved his gaze to Jiang Lu, who was still amazed:

"Apprentice, this matter is very important, it can't be passed on, your comic is a taboo that even your senior sister can't bear, and the matter of the trailer can only rely on you."

"Me?" Jiang Lu pointed at himself, looking confused: "Rely on me? Master, are you going to let me go to the sea? ”

"It doesn't matter." Wen Tao comforted: "Your second senior brother went down the mountain to be a duck, didn't you recognize him as an apprentice as a teacher?" You don't have to have any psychological burden. ”

"Not the question, I mean"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wen Tao: "I know that you are young and inexperienced, so your uncle and I will teach you." ”

As he spoke, Wen Tao and Hua Yu glanced at each other and gradually got closer

I started writing at seven o'clock, but it's a bit of a card, and I didn't finish writing it until half past twelve, thinking that it's late anyway, so I'll give you a card at 13:14, love you, good afternoon~

Push this predecessor's book "Who is weird"

Absorb the weird and you can get stronger!

He Qiushui woke up and found that he had crossed into a murderous mansion, and was also targeted by a female ghost who sucked the yang energy of a living person.

Fortunately, he has awakened the ability to become stronger by absorbing weirdness!

Since then, the offense and defense have been easy!

You run away, I chase you, you can't fly!

He Qiushui looked for weirdness everywhere, either absorbing weirdness or on the way to absorbing weirdness.

He slaughtered like a weird nemesis.

"Little weird, don't run, let me suck it, just take it."

Everywhere he passed, the demons retreated, and the ghosts were terrified!

He became a nightmare that would never go away in the weird heart.

Weird: "Who is weird!" ”

One day, when He Qiushui looked back, he found that he had stood at the top of this world.

The flesh is in the mountains and rivers, and the blood burns the demons and ghosts!

Become the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons and lead a hundred ghosts to walk at night!

(End of chapter)