For the apprentices of this academy, the adventure of that day is a precious memory that can only be kept in the heart and cannot be told to others.

And the nun and the white fox that day I met never appeared in front of the apprentice again.

The days passed like this, and the restoration work of the devil's mother and son unveiling the bowl continued in an orderly manner. The monks of Daxiangguo Temple send all kinds of food according to three meals a day, and the treatment is generous, which cannot be compared with other places.

But on this day, the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, Zen Master Zhiqing, personally accompanied a young Yanei brother to meet the painting academy to wait for the edict.

With the status of Zhiqing Zen Master, such a trivial matter should not have been done by him, but he couldn't stand this prodigal son and took out the name of Xu Xuanling, the servant of Baoguang Palace, who is now hot.

For the Zen master Zhiqing who has lived in Bianliang for a long time, some people can not be offended, such as those young students who are idle and painful, maybe they will change to a Jinshi background at any time, and since then they have risen to the top, and it is really impossible to offend them. And those people in the Taoist sect who have always enjoyed great fame, each of them have a green cloud ladder with the attendants, and if they want to hand over a small word, in the blink of an eye, it is the result of "people sit in the temple, and disaster comes from the sky"!

And now Xu Xuanling is just continuing the window period of Mr. Tongzhenda Lingxuanmiao, and he is seeing that he is a yellow crown again. What's wrong with the abbot monk of the Great Xiangguo Temple, currying favor with a Dongfu minister who wears a robe?

Even the edict of the painting academy who is quite phlegmous on weekdays, heard about the origin of the other party, and had to stop what he was doing and make a twisted appearance.

This self-proclaimed brother surnamed Wei is not too young, with a very gangster mustache, and a gold medal given to Xu Xuanling by Zhao Jiqin in his hand, confirming his identity as "Xu Shichen's cronies".

Introduced into the main hall by Zen Master Zhiqing and the painting academy, he turned around, his eyes fell on the unfinished picture of the devil's son and mother unveiling the bowl, and said knowingly: "This mural, but it is a new work to be edicted?"

When he asked, the edict of the painting academy paused for a moment before replying: "Don't dare, this is the handwriting of the Wu Yu Department (Wu Zong Dao Guan Zhi Yu Department member Wailang) who is known as the Danqing Holy Hand of the National Dynasty. ”

"It turned out to be the true work of the Wuyu Department?" Wei Yanei was surprised, and suddenly sighed: "I have heard for a long time that the Wuyu Department is a master of painting, but it is a pity that he went earlier, so I have a good relationship with him." Otherwise, wouldn't it be another beautiful talk to ask Wu Yu to repair his masterpiece now?"

Hearing this, the faces of Waito Zhao and Zen Master Zhiqing froze, or Zen Master Zhiqing should become appropriate, and he said forward: "Wu Daozi, the former Tang painting saint of the Wuyu Division, is the first famous painter of the Zhenzong Dynasty. This Liu Zhizhao, in terms of mentorship, is also the second successor of the Wuyu Department, which is wonderful. ”

Wei Yanei was noncommittal about these words, just nodded, and said after a while: "Wei is fortunate to have seen a manuscript of the Wuyu Department, entitled "Chaoyuan Immortal Battle Map", which depicts many immortals, divine generals, clothes fluttering, and thousands of weather. But this Daxiangguo Temple, on the one hand, it is a painting of Jiuyao Xingjun and the blazing light Rulai, and on the other hand, it is a picture of the devil and the mother revealing the bowl. Although there are some waiters and ghosts, this scene is too monotonous. ”

After that, he turned to Liu Beizhao and pasted the gold medal on the other party's face: "There are too many blank spaces on this painting, which is really not enough to support such a prosperous and gorgeous scene as Bianliang City." Liu Zhizhao, do you think you should add some more characters next to this ancient Buddha to make a fun and funny time?"

was pointed at by a layman like this, Liu Beizhao patiently heard this, and almost couldn't hold back his temperament, but gritted his teeth fiercely before responding: "Then according to the opinion of the foot, what kind of characters should be drawn?"

This was just an angry remark in Liu Zhizhao, but the other party responded directly: "Wei came to Daxiangguo Temple today, and saw an old gentleman who was an artist, and a little monkey he raised was very cute and smart. According to my meaning, Liu Zhizhao added a little monkey holding an incense lamp next to this mural, which is also very interesting. ”

On the side, Zen Master Zhiqing saw that Liu Zhizhao was about to have a seizure, so he hurriedly made a look, and said: "When you enjoy a long time in the ya, you are also a little thirsty, and our temple also has a good dragon and phoenix small group tea, just to take it to entertain guests." Yanai, please, please!"

He was bent on getting rid of this scourge first, but Wei Yanei just sighed with a plate of cinnabar that Liu Beizhao had just prepared, and stretched out his finger to draw a few times in the paint plate: "Good cinnabar, good cinnabar, worthy of the high-grade cinnabar produced in Chenzhou! Liu Zhizhao, with such a good cinnabar, I think it is better to take advantage of this time to draw a red-haired little monkey holding an incense lamp." I'll go eat a cup of tea from Zen Master Zhiqing first, and I'll come to see Liu Beizhao's new work in a while!"

After that, this Wei Yanei went with Zen Master Zhiqing with a smile, leaving only Liu Zhizhao standing there with a constipated face.

The apprentices in the four places knew that Liu Zhizhao had a bad temper, and no one wanted to provoke him at this moment, they just bowed their heads and did things, and the youngest apprentice was no exception.

But Liu Zhizhao's eyes turned around, and it still fell on the junior apprentice, and then he picked up a pen and put it in front of the junior apprentice along with the whole plate of good cinnabar: "Don't you like to draw the feathers of beasts the most?

The junior apprentice didn't know what was going on, so he could only whisper, "Master, I'm ......."

"What am I! Such a cheesy thing, how can you tell me to put down the pen, you are not faster, after painting it today, tomorrow you will have to smear it with chalk, but there is not much work for you to rub it off!"

was scolded by Liu Zhizhao, the junior apprentice had to hold the pen, first sketched the outline of a little monkey holding an incense lantern, and then dipped a thin pen in cinnabar, and began to draw hair on the monkey's body.

Not long after he put pen to paper, he heard the voice of the little nun from many days ago: "...... Little brother, don't draw this monkey, it will hurt me!"

But before the apprentice could react, the cinnabar lines that were originally written on the little monkey moved on the powder wall by themselves, and in a blink of an eye, they gathered on the incense lamp, turned into a bright lamp, and suddenly burned the entire picture of the devil and the mother revealing the bowl into a sea of fire!

The incense lamp broke free from the confines of the pink wall and flew straight to the middle of the main hall, engulfing the murals on all sides in clusters of lit flames.

In this sea of fire that burned the two-dimensional picture, a woman screamed, and a white shadow quickly ran away between the powder walls!