Under Chen Guhong's concern and relief, Chen Xiuxiu's sleep improved, but it did not fundamentally improve. Fortunately, in August, a distant friend came back with two paintings.

These two paintings depict two military generals, one with a leopard's head, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, holding a three-pointed two-edged spear, wearing a tiger's head and double shoulder armor, golden boots under his feet, and a red embroidered robe.

This general's eyes widened, like a white tiger killing gods, murderous.

A slightly peaceful face, a slight smile, exuding an elegant atmosphere, but wearing a golden armor and red robe, a unicorn carved on the helmet, golden boots under his feet, a sword on his chest, and his eyes are bright, he is a Confucian general.

Zheng Chong's paintings are lifelike.

Moreover, Chen Guhong had a premonition of a faint demonic aura in the painting, as weak as the last years of the wind and candles, which failed to take shape and did not disperse.

"When he paints, he's really close to that realm. I'm not surprised that he can paint a demon at any time. Gao Zhuang was shocked when he saw it.

"He came from a poor family and was born weakly. He makes good paintings, but he doesn't sell them for a living. I thought that the painting was a gift between friends, and I was very backbone. Now that the painting is formed, he is a first-class figure of the gods. Since then, it has soared into the sky, and the world has painted immortals. Chen Guhong sighed, sincerely happy for his friend.

sighed, Chen Guhong hurriedly rolled up the two paintings and brought them to Chen Xiuxiu.

Chen Xiuxiu was lying on the couch, dozing in a shady place in the courtyard, covered with a thin quilt. Yuan Yuan was carefully lifting the quilt for Chen Xiuxiu, and when he saw Chen Guhong coming, he stretched out his index finger and made a whispered movement.

She also felt sorry for Chen Xiuxiu, and put Chen Xiuxiu to sleep, but she didn't want her son to wake her up. But what surprised Yuanyuan was that Chen Guhong actually strode forward, and then smiled: "Sister, sister." ”

"Childe. Yuan Yuan said angrily.

"It's fine. Chen Guhong smiled at Yuanyuan, and then came to the couch. Chen Xiuxiu slowly opened her eyes, a hazy mist, and after a long time, she realized that it was Chen Guhong in front of her, and said weakly: "Guhong?"

"Sister, look, this is the god general I invited from the Immortal Temple. If you have nothing to do, you can ward off evil spirits, and you can kill any thief or robber. Chen Guhong unfolded the two volumes as if offering a treasure, and said with a smile.

"How does this painting look like a real person? It's so fierce!" Yuan Yuan took a small step back when he saw the mighty general, and his little face turned a little pale.

"If you are not fierce, how can you deter Xiaoxiao?" Chen Guhong said proudly.

And Chen Xiuxiu was also taken aback, and sat up from the couch at once. She believed in the gods the most in her life, asked the gods to worship the Buddha, and even put a lot of incense ashes from the fairy temple at home.

And she believes that Chen Guhong believes that these two paintings are lifelike and powerful. She believed it and said happily: "It's really a good god general, a good god general, you can know it at a glance." ”

Then she folded her hands and bowed, and said suspiciously: "Little brother, I have patronized a lot of immortal temples. However, the gods enshrined are not as lifelike and spiritual. Where did you get it from? ”

"What my friend sent was a wisp of incarnation of a real god general, which was so lifelike. Chen Guhong said nonsense.

"A wisp of incarnation?" Chen Xiuxiu was even more happy. So he took the scroll and walked out in a hurry. The sick body suddenly became much more energetic.

"Sister, why are you going?" asked Chen Guhong knowingly.

"Hang it in the lobby and make offerings, and I'll go buy an incense burner. Daily offerings. Chen Xiuxiu said without thinking, and then exclaimed: "Yuanyuan, don't help yet." ”

"Oh, here we are. Yuan Yuan hurriedly answered and followed.

"This time I slept peacefully. Chen Guhong smiled, very relieved in his heart.

After standing for a while, Chen Guhong went back to the room and took out Zheng Chong's letter to read. Because I felt sorry for my sister, I sent the painting first, and then read the letter.

I thought that faith was just an ordinary letter, and it was just a trivial matter recently. But after reading it, Chen Guhong frowned.

The letter begins:

"My friend Ziyu has not heard the news for a long time. And when they received the faith, they were very safe and rejoicing. ”

After expressing a lot of joy, to the effect. He expressed his concern about Chen Guhong's sister's illness and was relieved to Chen Guhong. ”

It's almost the same thing, but one of them caught Chen Guhong's attention.

"Recently, because of poor spirit, although I have tried my best to paint, but the painting is still a little rough, I wanted to concentrate on it again, but in view of Sister Ling's illness, I sent it with a cheeky face. ”

I don't know if it's because the painting is in the mood or what, when he read this sentence, Chen Guhong clearly felt a sense of lifelessness.

Chen Guhong thinks of Zheng Chong from afar, his family is poor, he wears clothes with patches, his face is not very good, he is silent by nature, in short, he looks poor and sour, but he is not the kind of lifeless person.

Dead people, can Ann make a ghostly painting?

"I'm afraid something will happen. Chen Guhong was a little uneasy in his heart, because he was worried about his friend, he couldn't wait to go to Yuan County to have a look. But Chen Xiuxiu's situation made him very worried.

I thought, "Let's wait a few days to see how it goes, if my sister's condition is relieved." So I went to Yuan County. ”

Thinking of this, Chen Guhong secretly felt worried, and sank down to watch Chen Xiuxiu's condition. Those two paintings had a miraculous effect, and Chen Xiuxiu slept well that night, and was full of energy a few days later.

Chen Guhong was overjoyed when he saw it, and he also remembered Zheng Chong. However, he did not travel immediately, but called his friend Wang Song to discuss it together.

"Zheng Chong has changed?" Wang Song was startled at first, and then said: "We are four friends in the cold year, although we get along for a short time, but our friends are long, we can't waste them, I will go too." ”

So Wang Song went home and prepared to go, Chen Guhong originally wanted to rub the carriage and go with Wang Song in a carriage. But Wang Song refused.

"Now you and I are husband to each other, it's too shabby to ride in the same car, and your family is richer than mine. What is rubbing me?" After getting this sentence, Chen Guhong prepared the carriage by himself.

Fortunately, when I moved at that time, I bought a carriage in consideration of travel problems, and there were also coachmen who were good at driving among the domestic slaves. When you go out, you can't wait for Yuanyuan, but you still need an entourage.

Chen Guhong looked for a person among his domestic slaves, Tiezhu.

Tie Zhu used to be a slave of the Wu family, he used to be a farmer, and the farmer was a good hand. He is nine feet tall, his waist is three times the thickness of ordinary people, his weight is 215 pounds, his muscles are rolling, and his body is strong.

He has a face with a national character, and he is naturally courageous. However, he is docile and honest by nature, and his appearance is a little soft.

All in all, this is an honest and gentle, trustworthy, strong and supportive personal follower.