Across the street of Jinxiu Street, between the Chu family's mansion and the city lord's mansion, the east gate of Qixia Mansion is located, Chu Yunting and Xue Wuchen quickly arrived at the location of the Holy Painting Museum.

Just the plaque in front of the Holy Painting Museum has the autograph of a scholar, and it has a vigorous and majestic power, which makes people admire.

And this Holy Painting and Literature Museum is a concentration of painters, pen makers and other holy masters, even if Qixia Mansion fell into a disaster thirty years ago, but this Holy Painting Museum has never suffered any damage, those beasts have always been in awe of such holy places.

And this Holy Painting Museum has always been heavily guarded, especially the four guards guarding at this moment, with tiger-shaped armor on their bodies, as if they all have the courage to be a man and a man.

However, when Xue Wuchen casually took out a "pen-making" token, these guards immediately bowed and retreated, calling themselves holy masters, full of respect, and did not ask about Chu Yunting's origin.

After stepping into this Holy Painting Pavilion, Chu Yunting noticed that all the furnishings in the Pavilion, whether it was the formation, pavilion, layout, etc., were extremely exquisite and elegant, with a sense of dust.

However, in the Holy Painting and Literature Museum today, there are many people bustling, frowning, and disorganized.

Chu Yunting couldn't help but look at Xue Wuchen, but Xue Wuchen shook her head, indicating that she was also extremely curious about what was going on.

If you listen to it, you can hear these people occasionally mentioning "painting walls", "accidents", etc., but the words are unknown, as if they are closely related to the Holy Painting and Literature Museum, and everyone is unable to escape the feeling of blame.

Chu Yunting couldn't help but move in his heart, and secretly paid attention to it.

This matter is so boiling that it will alarm the Holy Painting Museum, and even affect the entire Qixia Mansion, it is the general trend, and he is naturally concerned.

But what does this wall represent?

At the same time, Chu Yunting's gaze looked around, within the reach of the spiritual power of the soul, and found that there were more than a dozen people present, with a clear light in their bodies, and each one of them was extremely extraordinary, and at a glance, he knew that he was at least a strong person of the first grade.

However, under a careful gaze, he found that the clear light in the bodies of these people was more or less hidden in a trace of obscurity, and there were obviously many flaws, far inferior to him.

For a while, Chu Yunting noticed the change in himself, and now he, even if he confronted these first-class painters, he did not fall behind in momentum.

This kind of discovery made him secretly surprised.

And at this moment, Chu Yunting found that the person who wanted to secretly calculate him before was also among them, but he was dressed as a servant, and he had no aura on his body, obviously only the realm of a ninth-level painter, and he looked groveling.

Chu Yunting remembered that the person was also a student of the Academy of Literature, and he was also an old student, but he didn't have any of the backbone of the Academy of Literature, which couldn't help but make him snort coldly in his heart.

If the other party doesn't make a move today, it's just that, once he does, he will definitely make the other party unforgettable!

At this time, the student of the Academy of Letters took a scroll, handed it to another servant, and whispered, "This is the information I just found out, and I will take the trouble to hand it over to the deacon." ”

The servant casually flipped through the page of the scroll, glanced at it, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Can you find out?" This Chu Yunting is now the head of the Wenyuan case, don't be afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and use the public to report privately!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, now that the painting wall is boiling, I naturally know the severity, if there is a mistake, wouldn't I move a stone to hit myself in the foot?" The student of the Academy of Literature lowered his head: "I checked it carefully and carefully, this Chu Yunting has no record of becoming a first-class painter at all, but someone deliberately pretended to be a certificate, which is very likely to have something to do with the painting wall!"

At this point, there was a determined expression on his face, as if everything was under his control.

"In that case, I believe you. As for this Chu Yun Pavilion, even if there is a literary academy behind it, but when you arrive at the Holy Painting Literature Pavilion, even if it is a dragon or a tiger, you have to kneel cross-legged!" The servant took the paper, no longer doubted, and said, "I will give this information directly to the curator in a moment." ”

"The curator will also be here today?" Hearing this, the corners of the dean of the Academy of Letters and Humanities even had a hint of a vicious smile on his lips, in his opinion, all this was simply heaven helping him, and it was seamless, and when the time came, Chu Yunting would definitely be trapped in it, unable to extricate himself!

The director of the Holy Painting and Literature Museum has a noble status, he is the existence of a second-grade painter and a second-grade pianist, and he has an equal situation with the dean of the Academy of Literature, and he has a rigorous personality and is unrelenting, once he really disputes with the Academy of Literature, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose! And Chu Yunting is just a new student, and he can't stop this kind of oppression at all!

At this moment, the student of the Academy of Literature suddenly swept away, noticed Chu Yunting coming from a distance, and immediately showed an incredible expression.

How did Chu Yunting come here?

But almost at the same time, a sneer appeared on his face, now that he has the evidence, the overall situation has been decided, even if Chu Yunting turns the sky upside down, he can't escape!

At this moment, Chu Yunting stood still indifferently.

He had long seen the sneaky actions of this student of the Academy of Literature, and he could see that the aura in the other party's body was ruined, and even he only needed to flick his fingers to seriously injure the other party, so he didn't care.

On the contrary, what he cared about was a middle-aged man who had just stepped outside the library at this moment.

This middle-aged man looks to be in his forties, but he has a momentum as steady as Mount Tai, as if he controls the general trend of heaven and earth, suppresses everything, and is like a prince.

However, the difference between this person and the prince of the government is that the prince of the palace is a heroic spirit in the army, while this person is introverted, as if he is a Confucian who instructs the country and promotes words.

But even if he didn't have the breath of the battlefield, this person's qi cultivation realm had reached an extremely clever level, and he only stepped in, and he suddenly suppressed everyone present.

"Your Excellency, the owner. ”

Everyone unanimously put down what they were doing, bowed down and said, "I've seen the hall master." ”

His face was full of worship and respect, and it was from the heart.

With just one glance, Chu Yunting couldn't help but feel moved.

The other party did not cause any strong aura coercion on him, but when he saw the other party, he sincerely felt a sense of respect, even he was no exception.

It's extremely difficult.

"Do you have any clues about the painting wall?" At this time, the owner of the museum spoke up, with a little tiredness in his voice, as if he was not at peace because of this matter, but his voice also carried a trace of calmness and integrity, his eyes were bright, there was a kind of Mount Tai collapsed, and he was also immovable.

In a word, the aura of the entire Holy Painting Pavilion suddenly became solemn and inspiring.

Everyone seems to have a backbone.

But at this moment, everyone was silent.

Because of the matter of painting the wall, it raged wildly overnight, but they did not have any clues about the painting wall in their hands.

At this moment, the pavilion master's eyes paused slightly, and after sweeping over everyone, he suddenly looked at Chu Yunting, and then his eyes fell on Xue Wuchen's face, and a trace of surprise appeared.