Chapter 157 Back (2 in 1)

The face reflected on the water was his Zheng Xiu's face.

Instead of "Gongsun Mo"!

"I'm Gongsun Mo? My trumpet? Haha? How is that possible... Hahaha!"

After being shocked, Zheng Xiu was amused by the scene in front of him and burst into laughter.

Finished laughing.

Zheng Xiu shook his head solemnly: "This is impossible."

impossible.

There is a rule when Zheng Xiu creates a trumpet. It’s hard to say whether it’s a person or not, at least it must be from the Zheng family.

Zheng Shan, Zheng E, Zheng Baimei.

This is the principle.

Zheng Xiu was about to say something serious in his heart, but he said: "Don't look at anything inappropriate!"

Zheng Xiu gradually cleared his mind.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

"Brother Gongsun! Are you done with the tinkering?"

Just like when he wanted to take action at the market, his consciousness caught up with him, but his hands and feet couldn't keep up, so he couldn't fight back.

I saw nothing special about the market except that it was very lively.

Zheng Xiu frowned: "Brother Chu, why did you say this?"

"I wonder if Feng Bei and Ru Chen are in the same situation?"

Chu Chengfeng had a venomous look in his eyes, and he knew all the sects and aristocratic families in the world, and he easily pointed out more than a dozen martial arts figures hiding in the market.

"So... so professional."

Gongsun Mo's memory seems very dishonest.

"Okay, okay! We have been hungry for several days. Please give me some food, sir!"

Although everything in front of him was Gongsun Mo's memory, Gongsun Mo might not have understood it at the time, but Zheng Xiu was not Gongsun Mo. After Chu Chengfeng gave him a little reminder, Zheng Xiu quickly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere below.

This woman has really big capacity.

"Brother, come here and take a look."

This is an excellent opportunity to improve your painting skills and realm in a short period of time.

Sitting in the northeast corner is a strong man with a beard. Next to him is a round cloth bag. There is a long handle exposed in the cloth bag, which looks like a copper hammer.

Gongsun Mo's understanding of painters can also be experienced personally.

The second reaction was that it felt... familiar.

Some people carelessly put their big swords on the table and eat wontons on the street.

Zheng Xiu looked at the Four Treasures of the Study and the Painter's Noble Phantasm, and his heart felt warm.

Two of the tables are far apart, with a corner on each side.

At this moment, it was just the opposite. His DNA was moving on its own, his hands and feet were moving, but his consciousness couldn't keep up with Gongsun Mo, so he couldn't write.

"well!"

On the first floor of the spacious tea shop, only three tables were occupied.

The beggars were rejected one by one.

"Come, look here again, it should be almost done."

Although neither Zheng Xiu nor Gongsun Mo’s memories are clear about what the Thirty-Eight Weapons and Plum Blossom Villa represent at this moment. But judging from Chu Chengfeng’s behavior, he should have a decisive position in the world.

, the kind that is enough to make Chu Chengfeng run amok.

It's too quiet.

Chu Chengfeng pointed at a girl at a street stall. The girl was fair and beautiful, sixteen years old, tender and very attractive.

Zheng Xiu had been staying in the room for an unknown amount of time before Chu Chengfeng came to urge him again.

The waiter wiped the table with a dirty rag and casually swept away the remaining oil stains on the table.

This is still hidden.

There are six brushes in total, divided into wolf hair, rat hair, purple hair, jian hair, ox ear hair, and thirty-seven hair.

"You will know if you sit here for a long time."

First is the strength, ranking thirty-eight in the weapon spectrum. Second is the background, the third young master of Plum Blossom Villa.

"Who is that woman?"

"Ouch, look at your memory, brother, you forgot. Hiccup~" Chu Chengfeng suddenly slapped his head and let out the breath of alcohol. He first pointed at a few ragged beggars in the market.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!

Wash your face with hot water to wash away the hangover.

Zheng Xiu stared in silence for a while.

"Look at the old man selling sweet potatoes. His hands are covered with calluses. The little finger is nameless, and the middle finger is particularly bulging. The knuckles are deformed. They are clearly the traces left by practicing Liuhe Zhang. He has been in the Jiangnan area for many years.

The Liuhe Gang who was involved in the shipping business actually entered Shuzhong, which is interesting."

If you think about it according to the idea of ​​​​clearing the level of "Ghost", although the strange ghost "World in Painting" currently has no prompts, no narration, and you don't even know whether to return to the game. But as the saying goes, everything can never change without departing from its origin. Zheng Xiu himself gave

I set my own "mission".

Now, by chance, he can personally experience the memories he experienced back then through the first-person perspective of the legendary "painting ghost" Gongsun Mo.

There is a bamboo basket next to the door, with a row of scrolls neatly fixed with cloth strips. There is also an exquisite brocade box hidden in the bamboo basket. When you open it, you will find a set of expensive painting tools, brushes, and ink sticks.

, jade and inkstone are all available.

Even though it's a private seat, it's cleaner than the one on the first floor.

Zheng Xiu looked at the familiar figure from behind and asked in a daze.

Sitting in the southwest corner is a handsome young man waving a fan, wearing a hat and white clothes, with a graceful demeanor and a smile as gentle as jade.

These are "Gongsun Mo's" personal belongings. It is obvious at a glance. Others go out with swords and knives, but Gongsun Mo brings a bunch of paper and pens. No wonder the arrogant young master of the Baili Escort Bureau called Gongsun Mo a "poor scholar" at a glance.

”.

1. Follow Gongsun Mo’s footsteps, find Feng Bei and Ru Chen, and find a way to decipher the world in the painting;

Zheng Xiu's eyes widened, and in his heart little Zheng was scolding his mother. Little Gongsun put on a bitter smile on his face: "Brother Chu, don't be joking. You don't know how much I can drink. If I drink two more cups with Brother Chu, I'm afraid today

We can’t continue going north.”

The painter let out a long sigh, put down his pen, and said "OK" to the outside. Then he washed the painting tools in the basin, put them away again, and carried them on his back.

He walked forward involuntarily, carefully took out a roll of rice paper, and spread it out on the table.

Not long after, Chu Chengfeng's order arrived.

Yes, that back figure made "him" feel familiar inexplicably.

This was Zheng Xiu's first reaction when he looked at the seven or eight kilograms of meat dishes on the table.

Chu Chengfeng smiled slightly and pointed to the bustling market below.

Chu Chengfeng was speechless when he heard the words. He turned back to look at the unconscious brother Gongsun and was secretly amused. Just now he said don't look at anything inappropriate, but now? Sure enough, scholars like to mean what they mean and say one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes. Tsk, that's very treacherous. But at the moment

Chu Chengfeng didn't give any clues. He looked at the woman's back and distinguished it carefully. He shook his head helplessly: "This may be an unknown person. Chu can't recognize it. But the woman Chu asked you to see is not that woman. When did the woman

If you can’t look, you should first look at the two people who are far apart.”

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he came back to his senses. Although he wore the brand of "Macho Painter" and followed the path of "Painter", he knew how much moisture he had, and he could still see the wool of Feng Bei. This was

Once you complete a set of movements, you will be able to do it smoothly.

"I want you to look at her waist, inside her waistband. Did you see that there is a bulge in the circle, which contains the universe? It is obviously a weapon such as a soft whip or a soft sword. In the middle of Sichuan, if we say soft whip

I may not be able to tell, but if it’s a soft sword... Hey! Who doesn’t know that the girl from Ruyifang has a soft sword that combines hardness and softness, and is ever-changing. She probably doesn’t want people to know her origin, and would rather draw the sword with a few more twists.

She is extremely obstructive and doesn’t want people to notice her origins.”

Zheng Xiu's face turned pale: "Keep your voice down, keep your voice down. Brother Chu, don't say anything arrogant, for fear of causing trouble."

The brush was dipped in ink. Zheng Xiu held his sleeve in one hand and the pen in the other.

"What am I afraid of!" Chu Chengfeng curled his lips: "If Chu was afraid of trouble, he wouldn't have helped you yesterday. He really heard it and didn't dare to get angry or say anything for fear of what they might do."

Zheng Xiu quickly denied this ridiculous idea in his mind and turned to other possibilities.

This action lasted for a long time.

Chu Chengfeng smiled meaningfully and said: "Beggars mostly beg on the streets. There is no reason to beg at homes. They have broken the rules."
To be continued...