Soon, the time turned to evening, and Mu Tianming's teaching on painting came to an end.
Wen Rensheng and the others returned to the second courtyard, ate the dinner brought by the boy, and then began to rest.
Wen Rensheng and Wu Shanshan shared a wing, while Wang Wenwen had a separate room.
The size of the wing room is not large, about the same size as an ordinary master bedroom.
After all, this is on the top of a mountain, and it would be great to be able to carve out a place to build a private courtyard. It is impossible to expect the same area as on the plains.
After Wu Shanshan tidied the room, she sat down at a wooden table, took out her painting tools, and started practicing.
Wen Rensheng scanned her painting and said casually: "Give me a sketch. This is a free high-end model."
Wu Shanshan ignored him at all and said without raising her head: "Donor, please respect yourself. This little girl sells her body, not her art."
Hearing that Rensheng was immediately defeated, he walked to the window angrily, opened the window, and looked outside.
The air in the mountains is excellent and there are stars outside.
There were only occasional howls of wolves and a cold wind blowing, which made people shudder.
After watching for a while, he suddenly saw the old man surnamed Yu whom he had met during the day, walking out of the wing where he lived, and then leaving the yard, not knowing where to go.
He shook his head. It was not safe in the deep mountains at night.
Just when I thought of this, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Rensheng walked over to open the door and saw Wang Wenwen holding a quilt.
The other party's nose was twitching and his whole body was shaking. When he saw the door opened, he immediately dodged in and then put the quilt on the bed with a matter-of-fact expression and covered his head with the quilt.
"Okay, it seems I have to give way here. Old Wu is not honest anymore." Wen Rensheng shook his head and prepared to go out.
"Wait, don't leave, just sleep at the door." Wang Wenwen, wrapped in a quilt, stretched out his head.
"Ah?" He was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Are you still thinking about the picture of figures in the rain that Teacher Mu drew during the day?"
"Yes, the more I think about it, the scarier it becomes. I really can't sleep." Wang Wenwen covered his head.
"Very good. If your mother knew you still had this side, she would be very happy and caught your weakness." Wen Rensheng smiled.
Wang Wenwen said disdainfully: "Humph, she can't criticize me on this point, because she is less courageous than me."
Wen Rensheng thought about Wang Cuiyan's strong style. If her daughter hadn't exposed herself, she would never have thought of this.
Then he moved a mattress, wrapped himself in a quilt and lay down at the door of the wing.
Not long after, he vaguely heard the sound of two women fighting.
"Go and make a bed on the floor. I'm not used to sleeping with a pig in my arms."
“Sister Shanshan, the mountains are high and the nights are cold, why don’t you let me warm your bed?”
Wen Rensheng turned around and looked through the crack in the door.
Suddenly, he saw several people walking in and out of the yard. They were all so-called companions of the old man named Yu.
No wonder Wang Wenwen is afraid. On one side are portraits of people in the rain during the day, and on the other side are people walking around in the courtyard. It would be strange not to be afraid.
However, it doesn't matter to him. He has thick blood and high defense, and has both physical and magic resistance. What is there to be afraid of?
It's just that these people stay up late at night, obviously they have other agendas.
Well, they probably thought the night was nice and went out to watch the stars. After all, they are all elderly people and have little sleep, which is understandable.
Wen Rensheng thought this, and then fell asleep soundly.
Before going to bed, he vaguely heard Wang Wenwen's voice again.
"How annoying, why isn't that bastard not scared at all? This is a place deep in the mountains and forests, in a stranger's home. Shouldn't we be more vigilant?"
"Hurry up and sleep with you. Between the three of us, you are the safest."
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Early the next morning, Yun Rui boy brought breakfast, and the three of them began to eat. Wang Wenwen yawned from time to time.
Wen Rensheng asked him casually: "Mr. Yu, have they left?"
"Oh, they were sent down the mountain by my father early in the morning, so they are gone." Boy Yunrui said with a relaxed expression, obviously thinking that those people were a big trouble.
"Then where is your father now?" Wang Wenwen suddenly asked.
"Uh..." Yun Rui touched his head, "Send someone down the mountain, they probably haven't come back yet."
"The mountain is so high, it takes a long time to climb up and down. Your father is really an enthusiastic person." Wang Wenwen secretly mocked that it was this group of people who kept her awake in the middle of the night.
"Haha, right?" Yun Rui smiled, thought for a while, and suddenly pulled out a piece of rice paper from his arms, "They left the piece of paper that grandpa wrote for them yesterday in the room without taking it away. They are really ignorant.
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Wen Rensheng looked at it and saw that it was exactly what Mu Tianming wrote yesterday: "Stop smoking and drinking, and have a regular schedule."
He thought for a moment and said, "Sell it to me."
"No, since Brother Wenren wants it, then you can take it." Yunrui obviously didn't want money like his father, so he handed it over directly.
Wen Rensheng smiled, took the note and put it in his luggage.
After breakfast, the three of them continued to learn painting from Mu Tianming.
Two weeks passed with such regular days.
Wen Rensheng's painting skills have made great progress, and he has already touched the edge of mysterious painting skills, but Wu Shanshan's progress is even faster than his, and it is almost taking shape.
The most obvious thing is that the paintings she draws often scare Wang Wenwen so much that he can't sleep in the middle of the night.
But from Wen Rensheng's point of view, it was just that.
At noon that day, while taking a break after eating, Wu Shanshan took the time to paint another painting: "Forest in the Fog".
Under the hazy mist, the forest was quiet and dotted with stars. It seemed peaceful and ordinary. After showing it to Wang Wenwen, she didn't even dare to take a nap.
Wen Rensheng glanced at it and thought it was ordinary.
Wang Wenwen was very surprised and asked: "Why aren't you afraid? Don't you have any associations?"
"An ancient saying goes, a wise man has no confusion, a brave man has no fear, and a benevolent man is invincible. I am wise, brave and benevolent, so how can I be afraid of such a mere mysterious thing?" Wenren Shengfeng said calmly.
Wang Wenwen suddenly understood, nodded repeatedly and said: "I understand, no wonder people say that being thick-skinned is like a city wall. You have a city wall in front of you, so of course there are no taboos."
Wu Shanshan gave her a thumbs up.
While several people were talking, Yun Rui boy suddenly burst into the door and said with a panic look on his face:
"Oh no, grandpa and dad suddenly disappeared!"
Wen Rensheng stood up, held the other person down, and asked him to calm down: "Yunrui, Mr. Mu even explained advanced painting techniques to us this morning, but it disappeared after just one meal?"
"Brother Wenren, it's like this. I just went to deliver food to grandpa, and I found a note left in his bedroom." As he said that, Yunrui took out a note from his arms.
Wen Rensheng opened it and saw two words written on the note: "Injustice."
The handwriting is vaguely touching and creepy.
The handwriting is indeed Mu Tianming's, and the unique fearful charm it conveys cannot be easily imitated.
Wen Rensheng thought for a while and asked, "Do you know what your father is busy with recently?"
Yun Rui hesitated: "Dad won't let me tell anyone."
"Can't you say it now? You have to know that he is probably in danger. Otherwise, your grandfather wouldn't have left a note and left in a hurry." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"Okay, dad has been going to Grandpa Qin's place often in the past two weeks." Yun Rui finally said.
"Is it Senior Qin Xian?" Wen Rensheng asked.
"It's the Qin Demon," Yun Rui muttered, then nodded, "Yes, he lives on another mountain peak, called Xianyin Peak, which he named himself. It's quite far to the east, from us.
It takes two or three hours to walk there."
"Without further ado, take us over now to take a look," Wen Rensheng said, "and by the way, notify the local inspection department."
Yun Rui immediately said: "Okay, I'll make a call right now."
Then, a group of three people, led by Yun Rui, headed towards Tianyin Peak.