He didn't know, but Chen Fusheng could see it clearly. It wasn't a gold ingot, but an evil thing made from a Rakshasa ghost bone that could cut through people's hearts and livers.

So, he immediately understood something.

What is the most touching thing in the world?

The word "wealth".

The monsters behind the scenes are obviously using gold and silver to seduce and screen this group of people, and those who are not strong enough will naturally not end well.

And Yan Chixia has obviously stayed here for a long time, but she doesn't care about this, I'm afraid it's also a tacit understanding between the two, monsters don't hurt people casually, and Yan Chixia won't take the initiative to oppose him, presumably in Yan Chixia's opinion, those who are not firm enough and are easily confused by these are not very innocent, and they deserve to be killed by monsters.

The sky finally dawned, and everyone woke up in turn, Li Zhijian was worried for a long time, and no one announced that he had lost his money, but he was a lot more relieved.

Others didn't think so, because the rain that had already turned light last night was heavy again, and they were destined not to get out of the temple gate today.

"Fuck, I didn't hear that it could rain for so long in autumn here, if this rain kept falling, wouldn't we be trapped and die here?" Xiong Batian was already a little dissatisfied because of his senior brother's order, he didn't go to find a woman last night, and when he saw a few people with dark circles, he was even more angry, and vented all his anger on the heavy rain.

"Be quiet, Batian," Zhang Wenqing was also very distressed, but he knew what to say far better than his junior brother, "Everyone's dry food is enough, even if you are sleepy for a few days, it will not matter, although the autumn rain is continuous, but such a heavy rain will definitely not last long, and after two or three days, the sky will definitely be clear." ”

"Actually, I think that's pretty good. Another big man in a strong suit spoke, meaning something, looking at his tired face, it was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy last night.

Chen Fusheng shook his head, the other party is also considered to be physically strong, it stands to reason that it is impossible to be weak like this overnight, it is clear that he was done by those demon girls and ghost girls, if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will not be more than ten days, and it will be exhausted and a dead end.

However, the people who entered the apse last night were basically some men who practiced martial arts, which is also understandable, among this line, most of the scholars are young, and those who practice martial arts have been mixed in the rivers and lakes for a few years, far more than those young scholars.

Chen Fusheng secretly wondered to himself, that Li Zhijian got the Rakshasa bone that cut people's hearts and livers, and this big man was absorbed essence, what did this monster behind the scenes want to do, and what kind of exercises he cultivated.

Just when everyone was about to open the pot to cook, Ning Caichen also walked in, but he was not alone but came in at the same time as Xiaoqian, watching the two of them every move, as if they had known each other for a long time, and then looking at Ning Caichen's same tired face, it made many people beat their chests and scolded, the kid started very quickly, and actually picked the most beautiful one.

Chen Fusheng was quite surprised, because Ning Caichen's exhaustion was not because he was replenished by Yuanyang, but because his mental fatigue was revealed on the outside, and he didn't know what he had done to spend so much effort.

"Ning Gongzi, everyone is looking at us, I'd better stay away from you, so as not to hurt Gongzi's reputation. Xiao Qian pulled Ning Caichen's sleeve and spoke softly and weakly.

"Ah," Ning Caichen noticed the eyes of others, and hurriedly spoke, "Don't think about it, I just made a painting for Miss Xiaoqian, and I feel that it is the most satisfying work in my life, and I want to invite everyone to taste it." ”

After that, he raised his right hand demonstratively, and sure enough, there was a picture scroll that had not yet been framed.

"Huh," Chen Fusheng's eyes lit up, and before he unfolded it, he had already discovered the strangeness of this painting, as if it was a magic weapon that had not yet taken shape.

"I hope you will give me some advice," Ning Caichen pulled the offering table, which had been wiped clean by someone, to the middle of the crowd, and the painting was unfolded and spread on it.

"Good painting, good painting! Ning Gongzi is really a great talent!"

"It's so similar, it's exactly the same!"

Chen Fusheng looked at it, and the painting was a woman in white with no eyebrows, touching the piano in the water, although it was only a side face, but there was no doubt that she was the little girl next to her.

And in Chen Fusheng's view, this picture scroll faintly reveals the Buddha's light, spirituality, and demonic energy, except for the last stroke of the spirit, it is no different from a magic weapon.

Thinking of this, Chen Fusheng's mind moved slightly, and he let out a long sigh.

Sure enough, this move immediately attracted Ning Caichen, and he clasped his fists and saluted: "The one who says that I am a bad man is my teacher, this gentleman has this sigh, he must have a high opinion, and he hopes to give advice." ”

Chen Fusheng smiled slightly, and said: "This painting is indeed a superb masterpiece, full of charm and shape, but it's a pity that it ......."

"What is a pity?" Ning Caichen hurriedly asked.

"As the saying goes, no poetry can't be a painting, no painting can't be a poem, poetry, calligraphy and painting are immortal, this painting is beautiful, but there is still a lack of a poem commensurate with it, the so-called finishing touch, the dragon has, and the last stroke is missing. ”

"In this case, how about this son might as well complete this painting for Ning Gongzi, it can be regarded as a good story. ”

The voice sounded, and it was Yan Chixia.

Glancing at the main hall, Yan Chixia sneered and stopped talking, just looked at Chen Fusheng.

At his lightning-like gaze, everyone felt as if there was nothing to hide, the passengers were fine, and the women were quietly hiding behind the men, and their bodies even trembled. ”

"I'm afraid it's not good, this painting is the brainchild of Ning Gongzi, Chen Lang is afraid that it is not appropriate to inscribe a poem on it, laughing at the Fang family?"

"With Gongzi's knowledge, he is far better than Caichen, if Chen Gongzi is willing, it will naturally be better. Ning Caichen thought about it, but still shook his head secretly, last night's mental consumption was too great, and it was impossible for him to make a good poem temporarily.

Since this is the case, Chen is ugly. Chen Fusheng took out the pen and ink, put the pen down, and twenty-eight words jumped on the paper.

Ten miles of flat lake frost sky,

Inch by inch green silk sorrowful year,

To the moon look at each other,

Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.

The words of this poem are simple, and even Xiong Batian, who has not read a few books, can understand the meaning.

Zhang Wenqing and Ning Caichen, who had a higher level, chanted repeatedly, feeling that it was wonderful, and Xiao Qian, who was silent on the side, also looked at Chen Fusheng with interest

Even Yan Chixia, who was on the side, had a look of surprise on his face, others couldn't see it, but he could see at a glance that this hand clearly had an extremely pure sword intent, he didn't expect to look away yesterday, thinking that Chen Fusheng was just an ordinary scholar who had learned a little kung fu, but he didn't expect that the other party was enough to be called both civil and military.