As soon as Hua Xiangrong was picked up, Shuai Guo heard the little monk say that the painter fainted in the room.

Shuai Guo carefully observed the painter's complexion, except that it was a little pale, there was no sign of poisoning.

"How can you be unconscious?

"I still looked at the posthumous work of Saint Wu Daozi, and I was stimulated by some kind. ”

Just as he was thinking, the painter slowly opened his eyes.

Shuai Guo asked, "Awake?"

The painter's head was still a little groggy and asked, "What am I doing, why am I lying on the bed?" ”

Shuai Guo said, "Don't you remember? ”

The painter thought about it carefully, after reading the painting, he had some feelings, returned to the inn, took out the brush, painted, he seemed to put his whole mind on the pen, and then with the pen, his spiritual power was imprinted on the paper.

However, just that one, exhausted his mental power.

Although he woke up, he was still tired.

Shuai Guo looked at him and knew that he remembered, so he asked, "Why did you fall into a coma?"

The artist shook his head, not knowing what to say, he always felt a little fantastical.

Shuai Guo saw that since he didn't want to say it, he didn't ask questions, but said, "Since you are awake, then I will tell you that according to the previous contract, I have sent you to Dunhuang safely, so we will part ways." ”

"Now, I want to say goodbye to you, we are going to leave Dunhuang and go to other places. You have to take good care of your body and see you soon. ”

The painter was depressed and said, "You're leaving?"

"Yes. Shuai Guo said.

Shuai Guo looked at the painter's state a little wrong, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

And let the little monk shout the little poison and let him show the painter, otherwise he just walked on his front foot, and the painter would be seriously ill, so what should I do.

Along the way, there is still some emotion.

The painter said, "Do you all want to leave, leave me alone in Dunhuang." ”

Shuai Guo looked at him and said a little puzzled, "Isn't this what I said at the beginning?"

The painter's face collapsed, and he said sadly, "You...... You are so ruthless to leave me here, you little conscienceless, along the way, we support each other, you just abandoned me like this, you are too ruthless. ”

Shuai Guo was stunned.

Dude, it was my task to send you to Dunhuang, and now, I have sent you to Dunhuang.

Why are you still losing your temper.

Shuai Guo understood, "You want to go back?"

The artist nodded

Shuai Guo was not happy, and said, "Along the way, tell me how many dangers I have encountered, and I almost died several times, just to protect you." ”

If you don't go to the temple and pass through Dunhuang, who will take this escort mission, now I regret it.

"Is there one?"

The painter wondered, "This road is quite smooth. ”

"You... If it weren't for me, you'd have died 800 times. "Handsome pot airway.

The painter said lightly, "Why didn't I feel it." ”

Shuai Guo was defeated by his words, "You really want to follow me." ”

The painter pondered for a while and said, "No, I just want to go back to Kaifeng, the climate here, I really can't adapt to it, it's dry and hot." ”

Shuai Guo looked at him and said, "You want me to be a free laborer, and I don't have a penny of silver." ”

"Aren't you going back too? ”

"Who said that?" said Shuai Guo.

"I've heard the promise between you and the Flower Girl. ”

The handsome pot is confused.

"I didn't notice that you still have the habit of listening to the root of the wall. ”

The painter quibbled, "I happened to be passing by, and I happened to hear it." ”

"I believe you're a ghost. ”

"That's it. ”

Shuai Guo said, "Who told you?" ”

The painter covered his head, it hurt.

At this time, the little monk pulled the little poison over, and the little poison gave him a consultation, checked the pulse, and said, "The pulse is stable, there is no big problem, but the body is a little weak." ”

"Who do you say, I'm in good health. ”

The little poison ignored him and continued, "Just rest for a few days." He stood up and turned to leave.

Shuai Guo stood aside, thought about the painter's proposal, sighed heavily, and felt that the burden on his body was a little heavier.

......

The painter was still recuperating, and Shuai Guo went to find the madman, and the madman arrived in Dunhuang, left an address, and left, saying that if there was anyone to lead the way, remember to look for him.

Shuai Guo was going to go to the temple of the moment, so he went to find the madman according to the address, the madman stayed in Dunhuang, and was still doing the work of a guide, seeing that there were no merchants going to Jiayuguan, he was a guide himself, and made money by the way. However, after waiting for several days, no one came to look for him.

He knew that his reputation had been damaged to the roots.

As long as you have heard of him, you will not come to yourself.

Of course, he just wanted to try his luck.

was basking in the sun, and I saw a person walking over, it was Shuai Guo.

"Basking in the sun?"

The madman said, "It's okay to be idle, come out and bask in the bad luck on your body." ”

Shuai Guo opened the door and entered the mountain, took out a map, pointed to the temple on it, and asked, "Are you going to this place?"

Šena Temple?

The madman looked at the map, and also to the west.

Further west, he hadn't been there, only that it was the depths of the wilderness, and that there were people from the Demon Gate who were active.

He had heard of the temple, but he had never been there.

The madman laughed, "I wouldn't dare to go anywhere without it." ”

People called him crazy, which shows how crazy he was.

"That's good. ”

The two talked about the cost and agreed on the time and place.

Returned to the inn, and explained a few words to the little poison, the little poison was gone, "I'll go, why do I have to go west, didn't I say it was okay at the time, I will turn back when I get to Dunhuang, don't think I have a good temper, I have killed countless people, believe it or not, I will now poison the insects to swallow your bones left." ”

Shuai Guo explained, "Don't be angry, I forgot about it at the time, this is not when I arrived in Dunhuang, I just remembered a previous agreement." Otherwise, you will wait for me in Dunhuang, wait for me to go to the temple of the temple, and when I come back, we will go together. ”

The little poison thought for a while and said, "Forget it, let's go together, otherwise this is a long way, if you are killed, then I will go there to find the old poison." ”

Shuai Guo said, "I'm good at it, how can I be killed so easily." ”

"If it weren't for me, you'd have died several times along the way. ”

Shuai Guo doesn't mention this stubble, you can follow if you want, just be a free guard.

At night, Shuai Guo Pan sat on the bed, practicing the use of 'reading' skills and tempering methods, so that his thoughts became more and more powerful.

After so many years of handsome pot cultivation and leisurely travel, coupled with the Daigo empowerment of the old monk, it can be regarded as entering the second realm of 'Nian', and Nian is not so easy to cultivate.

Previously, he used 'Nian' to accelerate and turn the hidden weapon, which was an extremely simple and crude application.

And now, he has seen the Nian Sect Peerless Sect, although it has been taken away by Hua Xiangrong, it doesn't seem to hinder his cultivation.

Among them, there is one article, which is to use thoughts to attract the 'qi' in heaven and earth.

Stirring the 'qi' with 'reading' can be turned into a formation.

Trap the enemy, kill people.

For example, the painter, watching Wu Daozi's paintings, entered the Tao, and produced 'thoughts', painting with a pen, using thoughts as ink, and sketching a painting that may be against the enemy, but also can trap the enemy.

It's a pity that the painter's mind is too weak, so he drew a circle and fell into a coma.

One day, his 'thoughts' can support him to complete a painting.

Then his paintings, he is not painting, he can also fight against the enemy and trap people.

Shuai Guo's mind is much stronger than that of the painter, and he is trying to hook the qi in heaven and earth and form a rune.

However, as soon as I used 'Nian' as a pen and drew a few strokes in the air, I collapsed.

However, he never tired of it and kept sketching.