After Wen Rensheng finished blocking the four old men, he sat on a seat in the corridor.
Next to it is a pot of evergreen, which is full of green and vitality. Placed in this inspection department, it looks like an ordinary decoration, but it actually has a lot of meaning.
Not long after, Mu Yunrui, Wu Shanshan, and Wang Wenwen came out of different interrogation rooms one after another.
They are the ones who reported the crime, so nothing could happen to them.
But Mu Yunrui's little face was already crying.
When he saw Wen Rensheng, he ran towards him, but Wen Rensheng put a finger on his brow and was unable to move.
He looked aggrieved: "Brother Wenren, how could you do this? Can't you give me a comforting embrace?"
"I can comfort you, but don't throw yourself into my arms, or you will stain my clothes." Wen Rensheng said seriously.
"Humph," Mu Yunrui turned around and rushed towards Wang Wenwen who was caught off guard, "Aunt Wang, I'm so sad. Do you think I'm a cheating child?"
Wang Wenwen was helpless. She watched helplessly as her white shirt turned into a greasy rag. She even comforted her without her conscience, "No, you are very brave. Because of your risklessness, you saved your father and grandfather."
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"Well, those uncles said the same thing, but when I asked their grandfather and father when they could come out, they all said it depends on the situation," Mu Yunrui said worriedly, "Yunqing is still at home waiting for us to return."
"It shouldn't be a big problem," Wen Rensheng thought for a while and comforted, "After all, they got the ritual from an illusion. The illusion itself is false, and the ritual is unlikely to have too dangerous consequences."
"That's good." Mu Yunrui once again used Wang Wenwen's shirt to wipe away his tears and nose.
"Okay, you call Yunqing first. We will find a place to have a meal near the scenic spot. Then I will ask someone to pay attention to the progress of the matter." Wen Rensheng patted his head and saved Wang Wenwen's clothes.
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"Yeah." Mu Yunrui finally burst into laughter.
If Wen Rensheng hadn't been there, he really wouldn't know what to do. After all, he was only 14 years old and had no ability or insight to deal with the matter at hand.
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Half an hour later, the four of them were eating in a specialty restaurant in the scenic spot.
It's just that the taste of the food is just that. After all, it's made for tourists, and every one is worth it.
When the meal was halfway through, Mu Tianming suddenly walked into the box where the four of them were.
"Grandpa? Are you okay?" Mu Tianrui shouted excitedly and rushed forward.
"Wipe your mouth clean before you speak." Mu Tianming also nodded his brow.
"I know." Mu Tianrui said aggrievedly.
"Teacher Mu, how is the situation?" Wu Shanshan asked with concern.
After Mu Tianming sat down, he simply said: "Xiaofan resisted everything. My master called the Inspectorate to release me on bail. They will announce my punishment after the evaluation results come out."
"Your master?" Wen Rensheng asked doubtfully. He remembered that Shi Tianyin had mentioned something when he was pretending to be Mu Tianming.
"Well, my master's name is the 'Four Masters'. He is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he passed it on to each of the four of us. He is a master of a different species. Each of the four skills has a master-level or above rating." Mu Tianming sighed.
Take a breath.
Wen Rensheng nodded silently, this was the most rational result.
This matter was originally caused by Mu Xiaofan, so he recognized it and was somewhat responsible.
If Mu Tianming is punished by the Inspection Department, even if most of the Mu family is destroyed, at least Mu Yunrui and Mu Yunqing will no longer be able to receive direct care from xenogeneic experts.
Although the "Old Man of the Four Wonders" is a master of the alien species, he also has family relatives and is unlikely to take special care of his apprentice's grandson. The relationship is far from complete.
Wen Rensheng then asked the waiter to bring more bowls, chopsticks, and a few light and de-flavored dishes, and the five of them ate together.
Afterwards, things calmed down for the time being, and Wen Rensheng and the others continued to study painting with Mu Tianming.
Although he was "stabbed" in the back by three students, Mu Tianming became more attentive to their teachings in the following time.
Especially for Wu Shanshan, he taught him everything he could, as if he were treating him as a disciple.
As a result, on Monday morning two weeks later, when Wen Rensheng was having dinner, he discovered that Wu Shanshan had learned the mysterious painting technique.
"Wu Shanshan, mystery level: 0/34."
"Mysterious components: Seed of fear, extraordinary power (beginning of extraordinary physique, beginning of mysterious riding, beginning of mysterious painting), mysterious cognition, spirit summoner, soul container."
"Don't hang your future paintings at home, so as not to disturb everyone's sleep." After Wen Rensheng confirmed it, he quickly ordered.
"Don't worry, of course the paintings I made must be placed in the adventure park, otherwise it will be too wasteful. You, on the other hand, need to speed up the progress. Teacher Mu said that he may have to go out in a few days." Wu Shanshan said to him.
One glance said.
"Uncle, you are indeed slower than your girlfriend. You haven't upgraded your painting skills to a mysterious skill yet? My mysterious painting skills have almost reached the intermediate level." Wang Wenwen took the opportunity to gloat and add insult to injury.
Wu Shanshan said in surprise: "Don't you dislike Teacher Mu's painting style? How can you still make such rapid progress?"
Wang Wenwen said proudly: "That's because now I suddenly discovered that after fear, people can feel more satisfied and happy. Just like people often cry with joy after surviving a disaster, I can now portray a more profound joy."
Happiness really comes from contrast."
Wen Rensheng had nothing to say to this and could only look at the other party with pride.
After all, that's the truth.
His study progress has actually been delayed, which is really unforgivable.
In fact, he is only one breath away from being able to upgrade into a mysterious skill.
What's missing is that he hasn't decided on his personal style yet.
Wu Shanshan was able to learn it so quickly because her style of painting and the direction of her efforts are very consistent with her own fears.
But Wen Rensheng's own painting style, because he is a mysterious person, is said to have a mysterious style.
But it is easy to draw a picture that no one can understand, but it is difficult to make others feel appropriately mysterious.
In comparison, whether it is fear or joy, it is easier to grasp.
When he was sighing, Wen Rende suddenly called: "Er, how are you doing in the mountains?"
"It's good. The air in the mountains is fresh, I eat very healthily, and I've lost two pounds." Wen Rensheng replied casually, then stood up and walked to the yard.
"Oh, that's good. By the way, pull out another poem for me. The content must be in praise of beautiful women." Wen Rende ordered as if nothing had happened.
Wen Rensheng immediately asked: "What do you want to do? I have to tell you, there are some things you can't do."
"What are you thinking about? It's not your mother. When she was cleaning the house, she found the poems I had hidden and forced me to write a poem specifically for her." Wen Rende said helplessly.
When Wen Rensheng heard this, his heart moved.
Yes, I have memories of past lives, and to people in this world, the various contents of another world itself mean mystery.
If you use past lives as materials in your paintings, they will inherently have a sense of mystery!
This is just like foreigners live broadcasting the situation in their own countries for Chinese people to see. It naturally has a sense of mystery and can attract a considerable number of people.
"Er smash, er smash, what's wrong with you? Why don't you say anything?" Wen Rende shouted on the phone.
"Keep your voice down, I'm just thinking about it for you. Cao Zhi is still seven steps away. You have to let me think about it." Wen Rensheng said angrily.
Wen Rende immediately hesitated and said: "Okay, okay, I'll give you time, don't be in a hurry."
Because the other party gave me a hint, I won’t use any tricks this time.
Wen Rensheng thought for a while, and soon several suitable poems came to mind.
He took out his cell phone, started searching, and finally settled on the song "There's a Beauty in the North."
What Li Yannian did in his previous life in the Western Han Dynasty was originally used by Li Yannian to praise his sister's beauty, and it met the requirements.
There is no such person as Li Yannian in this world, so of course he can be used.
So he sent the entire poem to Wen Rende.
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent."
"Look at the Qingren city once, and then look at the Qingren country."
"Would you rather not know a beautiful city or a beautiful country? A beautiful woman is hard to come by."
After seeing it, Wen Rende was immediately shocked. After all, he had already learned a piece of poetry and verse and knew the technical content involved.
"Son, you are really amazing. It's a pity that you don't care about these false reputations." Wen Rende said hypocritically.
"It's just a random work, just use it. A false reputation is like a floating cloud to me." Wen Rensheng said pretending.
Sure enough, they are a father and son.
Wen Rende said happily: "Very good, I will send it to your mother right now."
Wen Rensheng then went back to eat. After awakening, he now had the confidence to sublimate his painting skills into mysterious painting skills after the next painting.
And if the predictions are good, those paintings will bring a certain degree of mystery to me in the future.
After all, it's a completely different world.
Wu Shanshan looked at him in surprise: "You just answered a phone call, how come you are so enlightened?"
"Yes, I do have an understanding. As for what it is, you will know it in the afternoon class." Wen Rensheng said confidently.
"Tch, stop bragging, how can it be so easy to have an epiphany?" Wang Wenwen didn't believe it.
At this moment, Wen Rende suddenly called again.
Wen Rensheng is really helpless. If such good poems are not good, will Sister Ling have to go to heaven?
He came to the yard again to answer the phone.
"No, your mother said I was too exaggerated. She must have been inspired by a fairy she saw somewhere. She wanted me to tell the truth..." Wen Rende said, almost crying but without tears.
Sorry, I'm really cheating this time...
"Forget it, you'd better hang yourself from Nanzhi." Wen Rensheng was too lazy to talk to him anymore and hung up the phone directly.
He didn't choose Li Bai's three Qingping tunes praising Concubine Yang, which is already good.
This is the disadvantage of porters, there are bound to be some places that are not suitable.
