After a long while, Ye Qingyun came out of the hut.
This time, Ye Qingyun felt like he was about to collapse.
He didn't bother to say hello to Meng Youran, and hurriedly walked into the house with his trembling legs.
He took out a bottle of wine and drank it down.
There are many bayberries soaked in this bottle of wine.
Bayberry wine, this is the wine Ye Qingyun brewed himself.
One of the great effects of bayberry wine is that it can cure diarrhea.
Although it is a folk remedy, it is extremely effective.
After drinking several mouthfuls of bayberry wine, my stomach felt like it was burning.
It didn't take long.
Ye Qingyun's stomach was still a little churning before, but he immediately calmed down.
The effect is obvious!
Ye Qingyun breathed a long sigh of relief.
If he continued like he did just now, I was afraid that I would be completely stuck in the hut and unable to get out.
Ye Qingyun walked outside the hospital.
Meng Youran and Qin Zheng were still standing there.
It's just that the two people's expressions are quite strange.
Meng Youran, in particular, looked at Ye Qingyun with extremely complex eyes.
It seems hard to accept that a person who can afford a fortune stone and lives in such a place would be so ugly because of diarrhea.
It's really hard to understand.
"It made you two laugh."
Ye Qingyun was also very embarrassed.
"I ate too much last night and had some gastrointestinal discomfort."
Meng Youran forced a smile.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."
"You really didn't come to settle accounts with me?"
"no no."
"Oh, that's good."
Realizing that the other party was not here to settle scores, Ye Qingyun was completely relieved.
He warmly invited the two of them into the courtyard.
Meng Youran and Qin Zheng walked into the courtyard and everything they saw were treasures of heaven and earth.
The two of them were secretly shocked.
Even with the Xuanhuang Sect's foundation, I'm afraid it would be difficult to compare with this courtyard.
It’s not that the quantity is insufficient.
But the quality is too far behind.
Although the foundation of Xuanhuang Sect
It is profound, but it is still unrealistic to say that there are so many natural resources and treasures in the courtyard.
"Has Mr. Ye always lived here?"
Meng Youran asked proactively.
"Yeah, I've always lived here."
Ye Qingyun said casually.
Meng Youran frowned slightly.
I have been to the Tianwu Dynasty many times, but I have never heard of this person.
"It seems that this person has always lived in seclusion."
Meng Youran said secretly in his heart.
"Um?"
Soon, Meng Youran saw the two paintings on the door of the house.
Those who are sure of it are the two pictures of door gods posted by Ye Qingyun on the door.
Yuchi Gong on the left!
Qin Shubao on the right!
Standing majestically, the evil spirit is surging.
It seems that with the presence of these two door god portraits, it is difficult for any evil person to invade.
Meng Youran just glanced at it, feeling shocked in her heart.
There is no other reason.
The evil spirit of these two paintings is too strong.
It's almost like it's alive.
Meng Youran couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.
But these are obviously just two paintings, so why does it make me feel afraid?
Could it be that the painter's cultivation is too profound, so this painting also contains such extraordinary power?
This is very possible!
Suddenly, Meng Youran's attitude towards these two paintings changed.
At first it was just a cursory glance.
Now I'm looking at it carefully.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but feel strange when he saw this man staring at the door god posted on the door.
Do all the door gods watch it with such interest?
In his original world, it could be seen everywhere on the streets.
Moreover, these two door god pictures were painted by himself. Although the painter is very good, he doesn't take them so seriously, right?
"Master Ye, I have the courage to ask
So, who painted these two paintings?"
Meng Youran asked.
"I drew it."
Ye Qingyun said.
Meng Youran was startled, "Mr. Ye, did you draw it?"
"Yes, this is what I drew."
Ye Qingyun nodded naturally.
Meng Youran became a little surprised and suspicious.
The level of cultivation of those who can draw these two paintings is absolutely unimaginable.
But Ye Qingyun seemed to have no cultivation skills.
Just a very ordinary mortal.
How could such a mortal paint such a painting?
Meng Youran didn't quite believe it.
"Master Ye, please don't be joking. This painting is no small matter. If it was really painted by Mr. Ye, I would be willing to spend a lot of money to paint it!"
Ye Qingyun was delighted when he heard this.
Why don’t you believe this?
"I really painted it. If you want, I can draw one for you on the spot."
"Then there is Mr. Lao Ye."
Ye Qingyun didn't show any pretense, he just took out the paper, pen and dye from the house.
Then start painting.
With this first stroke, Meng Youran and Qin Zheng felt that it was extraordinary.
Although it is just a simple stroke, it is extremely smooth and smooth.
Unique beauty.
You can't find anything wrong with it.
Swish, brush, brush!
Ye Qingyun's pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and he splashes the ink with great ease.
It takes less than a cup of tea.
A painting has already been painted.
What Ye Qingyun drew was not the door god, but a picture of Guan Gong.
Although the painting is not very complicated, a majestic and upright Guan Gong is already vivid on the paper.
He is tall in stature and has a majestic face. He wears a green scarf on his head and a Zaoluo robe, and holds a Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Meng Youran was shocked.
Although he did not recognize the people in the painting, he could feel the momentum contained in the painting.
It gave him an intimidating urge to worship.
The more I look at it, the more
Shocked.
The more I looked at it, the more horrified I felt.
But Meng Youran was a little strange.
Why are the eyes of the person in this painting not open?
Instead, he squinted his eyes.
"Master Ye, this painting is indeed very good, but why do you paint this person with squinting eyes?"
Meng Youran asked curiously.
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"Because I can't draw my eyes open."
Meng Youran was startled, "Why can't you open your eyes?"
"Guan Gong kills people when he opens his eyes!"
Ye Qingyun said lightly.
Meng Youran was shocked.
He looked at Guan Gong in the painting again.
really!!!
Guan Gong, who had lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, seemed to feel like opening his eyes at this moment.
And in those eyes that opened a little, murderous intent was fully revealed.
It made Meng Youran seem to be on a desolate battlefield.
And in front of Meng Youran.
There are a group of mighty generals riding red rabbit horses and holding Qinglong Yanyue Swords.
This divine general looks exactly like Guan Gong in the painting.
only.
At this moment, Guan Gong's eyes were fully opened.
Just like the angry eyes of gods, the livers and gallbladders of all mortal beings will burst.
Meng Youran has never seen such a terrifying scene.
It was as if his body would fall apart under Guan Gong's glare.
A moment.
Meng Youran broke out in a cold sweat.
Qin Zheng on the side was shocked when he saw Meng Youran's head covered with sweat.
"Leader? Leader?"
Qin Zheng shouted several times quickly.
Only then did Meng Youran wake up from the painting.
He looked around blankly.
"Did I lose my temper just now?"
Ye Qingyun looked at him with a strange look.
What's going on with this guy?
Looking at a painting and actually sweating all over your head?
This is not an erotic picture, do I need to be so excited?
This chapter has been completed!