This painting of Jingzhou by Li Qiushui has been viewed many times over the past few days, and he can recognize it even without opening it and just looking at it from the outside.
Fortunately, no one knows what is painted here.
Jingzhou's expression remained normal as he quickly put the scroll back, fumbled with his right hand in his arms again, and took out the painting that Wu Yazi had given him before he died.
"Master, just take a look, this is the person that my uncle thinks about day and night..."
Tianshan Child Elder took the silk and opened it, her face suddenly changed, and she cursed angrily: "He..."
"This little thief Wu Yazi is so heartless!"
"You can actually draw this bitch so beautifully!"
"You are a heartless thief, an ungrateful thing! This bitch is now in her seventies and eighty years old. How can she be so beautiful! Even decades ago, she couldn't compare to this portrait!"
Jingzhou's face twitched, the most powerful skill of Child Lao was probably not the Life and Death Talisman, nor the Heavenly Six Yang Palm, but the reverse and repeated curse technique!
When you scold someone, you will see blood from the sword, which is more like the spring water flowing eastward, countless, full of resentment and sorrow!
He, Jingzhou, was not an ungrateful person, so he scolded him together.
"Wu Yazi, Wu Yazi, the young master will take the blame for you this time. Even if you use your reputation, I'm afraid you will still suffer a lot!"
"You are also a heartless person. I raised you in vain. You know that that bitch and I have never dealt with each other, but you still want to use that bitch's paintings to make me angry!" Tianshan's child elder scolded Jingzhou first.
, violently threw the portrait to the ground, and stretched out his feet to step on it. This made Wang Yuyan see the person in the portrait clearly, and she was shocked: "This...how come the person in the portrait is herself!"
She thought again: "This portrait is many years old, and it is older than me. How could my grandpa know me decades ago? Could it be that the portrait on this silk is a person who is very similar to me?"
Jingzhou snatched the portrait from the feet of the Tianshan Child Elder. Such a unique painting could not be destroyed by the Child Elder.
"Okay, you little heartless, black-hearted guy, you still dare to stop me!" Tianshan Child Elder was extremely angry and happy, the black hair on her forehead moved automatically, and her teeth squeaked.
Jingzhou didn't take it seriously and just smiled and said: "Master, you are scolding the wrong person. Disciple and I are not like my uncle, who is heartless and heartless. How can I be angry with you for no reason? Take a closer look. In this painting
There is a mole on a person’s face.”
Tianshan Child Elder was dubious. She took the painting and looked at it carefully. She heard a surprised "Ouch" and then laughed and said, "That's right, she has a mole on her face. It's not that bitch, not that bitch!"
Jingzhou's face changed slightly, and he said with embarrassment: "Master, I'm afraid you and Uncle Qiu Shui were deceived by Wu Yazi. I have also been to the cave by Jian Lake in Wuliang Mountain in Dali before, and there is a jade in it."
The portrait is the same as this one, which shows that it is her whom Wu Yazi has been deeply in love with."
The Tianshan Child Elder just stared down at the portrait and said, "Did that little thief Wu Yazi give this portrait to you?"
Jing Zhou said: "Yes, my uncle gave it to me before he died. My uncle has always kept this painting in his arms, which shows that it is extremely important to him."
The Tianshan child's grandmother was stunned for a long time, sighed deeply, and left two lines of clear tears in the corners of her eyes, and whispered: "It's extremely important, it's extremely important, alas~"
"Yes, I have been fighting with that bitch for decades, but in the end we were just pathetic people, deceived by this heartless little thief Wu Yazi."
After saying this, the Tianshan Child Elder seemed to have aged a lot instantly. She threw the scroll in front of Jing Zhou and ran towards the Lingjiu Palace alone.
The four girls, Bamboo, Orchid, Plum and Chrysanthemum, stepped forward and said worriedly: "Young Master, please take charge of her..."
Jingzhou rolled up Li Canghai's portrait and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, master has solved a lot of knots in her heart now. Just let her calm down for a while, and she will figure it out after thinking about it. Even if you and I have intentions about this emotional matter,
, it can’t help much.”
Wang Yuyan was confused as to why the person in the portrait looked so similar to her.
Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but said: "Brother, who is the person in the painting?"
Jing Zhoudao put the painting back into his arms and said, "The person in the painting is your grandmother's little sister."
After saying this, Jing Zhou blushed for Wu Yazi.
I wonder if the tiger’s butt is not touched by the wife’s sister?
Wu Yazi not only deceived the senior sister's heart, but also betrayed the junior sister's body. The key is that his heart is still with Li Canghai.
When Wu Yazi cared about Li Canghai, the girl was no more than a senior official and was in her late teens!
What a beast!
Wang Yuyan blushed, but did not continue to ask further.
"Okay, you don't have to think too much, just settle down in Lingjiu Palace. Although the master has a bit of a temper, he is very soft-hearted." Jingzhou clapped his hands, straightened his clothes, and said, "Let's go.
, let’s go back too.”
Wang Yuyan nodded and said softly: "Senior brother is here, I'm not worried."
Jingzhou laughed a few times, and the leader walked forward. The others did not use Qinggong and just walked forward casually.
Although Wang Yuyan was following Jing Zhou, her face was still worried. She only heard her faintly saying: "How does senior brother know all this?"
Jingzhou stopped, looked up at the sky, and asked, "You want to know?"
Wang Yuyan nodded, "Think."
Jing Zhou pondered for a moment and said slowly: "This is a secret..."
Zhu Jian Mei Jian's body trembled non-stop and laughed loudly: "Giggle, the young master is bullying someone again..."
For several days, Jing Zhou and Wang Yuyan were in the Lingjiu Palace, talking about poetry, painting, and occasionally martial arts. The time passed rather quickly.
Tianshan Tonglao reverted to her old age and went to the secret room to practice alone.
Jingzhou put away the silver needle and asked, "Yu Yan, do you remember what I taught you?"
Wang Yuyan was already smart. Although the acupuncture technique was complex, it was not too difficult for her to master. However, she couldn't understand why her senior brother wanted to teach her medical skills for no reason.
Wang Yuyan nodded obediently and said, "I have written it all down."
"According to what senior brother said, this method is to harmonize the three yin meridians, while promoting blood circulation and smoothing qi. Could it be that senior brother is doing it for his uncle?"
Jingzhou raised the corner of his mouth slightly and praised, "You are quite smart. I can't hide anything from you."
"Master, ever since I developed a fork from practicing Qigong, my body has stopped growing like a girl. Although I have thought of many methods over the years, they have not had much effect."
"This acupuncture method has been tried many times and improved. Coupled with my prescription, although it cannot be said to be a complete cure, it can make the master's body grow bigger."
Now Wang Yuyan was even more confused: "Why don't senior brother go and help his uncle with the treatment himself? I think with senior brother's skills, wouldn't the curative effect be even better by three points?"
"Hahaha, the secret must not be leaked. You will know when it falls."