The guest house is just behind the main house and is secluded.

Qingcha took Qin Yi to the door, and ran away with her feet, saying that the painting was not finished yet, and that it was her homework.

Qin Yi didn't care about the little girl, and stood quietly at the back of the house to watch the scene.

There are a few camellia plants blooming lightly by the house, and the mountain spring flows under the flower trees, the flowing water is clear and soft, and occasionally the petals fall, flowing with the water, I don't know where to float.

Looking up into the distance, the sky is dark, and the distant mountains are faintly distinguishable in the clouds and clouds. The vast mountains are invisible, vast and far away. There are cranes singing nine gao, and the sound is heard in the sky.

"This scene can be painted. Qin Yi exclaimed in a low voice: "If I were really a painter, I might really want to live here forever and not want to leave." ”

Tassel said: "When you are in Xianji Village, you still have the heart to watch the insects and cicadas chirp at night and the beauty of the stars." After coming out of the mountain, I became more and more busy, and I lost these. ”

"Well, actually, I'm still a little bit ill, right?"

"Each other, each other. Tassel said lightly: "Immortal Dao seeking, what is 'Dao'? If you don't even know how to appreciate the beauty of nature, what can you talk about? But the power is stacked, and the true meaning is missed. Therefore, this way of calligraphy and painting is a bit meaningful, and you can refer to it more. ”

"The Tao is natural...... Even a magic wand like you says that......"

"In the earliest days, in fact, there was no distinction between good and evil in the Dao, and everyone was close to the beginning. The so-called righteous demons are just two sides of yin and yang, and if you see it from the ether, there is no bias. Tassel said: "The same is true of monsters, what is a demon? The crane soaring is not a demon, and the little girl in the tea is just a piece of tea turned into a tender tip, and it is not a demon." The night feather snake is fierce, and the sky is on fire, so it's a demon...... It's inexplicable. ”

"Uh, staffing questions?"

"Ha ......" Tassel didn't say much, and said with a smile: "You have nothing to say to me, a guy with tens of thousands of years of cognitive fault, this kind of thing is true when you have time to discuss it with Minghe in the future." ”

Qin Yi nodded, and looked at the scenery for a while, until the sun completely set and the mountains were like ink, he turned around and entered the house.

With a flick of his hand, a spark landed accurately on the lampstand on the table, and the oil lamp was lightly lit.

It's not a pearl here, it's not a magic light, it's a light. A true hermit in the mountains, living among the clouds and returning to nature.

"On the whole, this Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace is really not an evil demon, but the concept is different. Qin Yi finally said: "If you look at it from this mountain, they are true immortals, at least they can talk more than the Vientiane Senluo Sect." ”

The tassel didn't respond, this is what Qin Yi's Qin Heart Triad needs to think about, so it doesn't make sense to say more.

This guest house is also very different.

There are pictures of ladies on all sides, lifelike, if he didn't know that this was a painting, Qin Yi might have thought at first glance that these were all photos, and the pixels were still very high.

Because it's so real.

It's not like a pen, ink and paint can achieve something at all, it's just like a single-lens reflex shot.

Qin Yi reached out and touched one of the paintings, convinced that it was really a drawing paper and not a photograph.

It's just that the paper is peculiar, the spiritual power is hidden, and even the use of ink is very special.

Just like when he made his own talismans, yellow paper dansha is a rare thing, and Jing Ze was recruited by Vientiane Sen Luo Zong because he had a horror pen, and the reason is almost the same. The things of the mortal world cannot be painted with the treasures of the fairy family.

On the other wall of the bedside table, there is a whole bookcase, which is full of books, densely packed with I don't know how much.

Tassel suddenly said: "In the general collection, you only need to use the kind of record jade slip that Minghe gave you, and you can collect and record all the hundreds of millions of words with one spell, and you don't need such a bookcase." This is a special insistence, don't break someone's book. ”

Qin Yi said "um", he can understand this tassel even if he doesn't say it, the immortal family still uses paper books, which generally belong to more solemn things, such as the scriptures of Buddhism. For the woman here, basically any book is treated as a kind of classic.

It will be placed in the guest house, and it is not some obscure classics, it is basically that kind of folk tale book, which means to pass the time for guests to have fun.

Qin Yi casually took out a copy and flipped through it, which was still a little interesting.

After all, this is a world with a long-term civilization, calligraphy and painting can enter the Tao, and the level of writing will naturally not be bad.

But looking at it, his eyes were a little straight.

It's actually a harem text, the smell of the wind and the moon is quite strong, and some ambiguous scenes can also be seen red-faced. Although it's not really a very explicit little yellow text, it really doesn't look like something that the woman here sees......

Hmm, she probably hasn't read it, right, but just casually put this kind of idle book in the guest house for the guests to read?

If it was before the crossing, Qin Yi would probably want to read it, but at this time, he really didn't have much thought, so he casually flipped through it and stuffed it back again.

I felt funny. In the mundane world, living in a place like the Prince's Mansion, where there should be a lot of books and classics, there are no books in the house, and he asked Li Qingjun to find him some books to read, but Li Qingjun was inexplicably angry, and finally until now he has not read a book except for the secret book. As a result, in this fairyland, where the immortals lived in seclusion, they saw a cabinet of idle books, which was really upside down.

That being the case, I remember some stories, and it's not bad to give them to her tomorrow, which can be regarded as a flowering and fruiting of Chinese civilization here, and it can be regarded as a good fate with the Huiyang boss.

Thinking of this, Qin Yi stopped observing, put out the candle, and went to bed to meditate.

Since he officially cultivated immortals, his sleep has been completely replaced by meditation, and I really don't know why the woman here can sleep like a pig by her own apprentice.

The night is getting darker.

Qin Yi was running Zhou Tian, and between his mind and mind, an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is a habit brought about by the experience, as early as when he entered the house, he simply arranged a prompt formation, and any abnormal force entering the range would wake him up.

Qin Yi retracted his mind and opened his eyes, and was stunned when he saw it.

On the picture of the maid on the wall, the beauty on one of them actually walked down from the painting gracefully, and there was only the background left on the scroll, and there was no one left.

When the woman saw Qin Yi open her eyes and look at him, she just smiled slightly, and lightly opened her lips: "The night is bitter cold, the guests live alone and lonely, and the slave family has come to sleep." ”

"I don't want to sleep. ”

"Don't panic. The woman saluted with a very temperamental attitude: "I can't wait for the soul of the scroll, there is neither innocence in the world, nor the ghost and god ghost." The loneliness of the companion is a matter within the soul of our guest house, and apart from this, we have no meaning to exist. ”

Qin Yi looked at several other paintings on the wall, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are all of you specially painted for hospitality?"

"Yes. The woman pursed her lips and chuckled: "Could it be that Gongzi thinks one is not enough?"

Before the words fell, all the women on the other picture scrolls walked down, like Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, with different fragrances and bewitching charms, all of them looked like they were picking up and lowered their eyebrows: "Let the son send you." ”

Qin Yi sighed: "The way of learning to paint actually has this benefit, you can paint beauties casually and enjoy it?"

"This is the power of the immortal family. The woman at the head smiled and said, "The master has given us consciousness, and we only exist for the master, and we can do whatever we want." ”

Qin Yi asked again as if confirmed: "Can you really do anything?"

The woman's eyes were like silk, she stretched out her hand to slightly open her clothes, and said in a greasy voice: "Of course anything can be." ”

The other women also blushed and parted lightly.

"Oh. Qin Yi nodded and said seriously: "Since you are painted by the master here, you must have the basic way of painting and calligraphy. I have some idle books in my heart that can be recorded in jade slips. You copy it into a book and give it to the master here, and Qin Yi will repay the virtue of staying overnight. ”

Several women were dumbfounded.

You left us down, said you could do anything, and finally asked us to help you copy the book?

Lying on the couch in the main house, the woman opened her eyes, her expression seemed to be smiling, and her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night.