Niu Xiaotian held back his disdain, showed a bright smile, and quickly opened the door, "Holy Lord, please come in quickly, you are here to welcome me, and you will be welcomed from afar!"
"Foolish head!"
Lord Daoxuan walked in with his hands behind his back, "Xiaotian, I came to your place to celebrate the New Year without saying hello in advance, do you have any objection?"
"Don't you dare? Just do whatever you want."
Niu Xiaotian agreed wholeheartedly, then asked with a wicked smile: "Senior Shengjun, how are the girls in big hotels and cities doing?"
"Haha, it's so exciting, colorful and charming."
Daoxuan Shengjun laughed and said: "You have flowers blooming here too."
"Well, they all have thorns, which is not very pleasing." Niu Xiaotian quickly emphasized.
"My thoughts are so dirty, I'm just kidding you!"
Daoxuan Shengjun rolled his eyes, put his hands on his waist and twisted it twice, "You have been drinking and drinking all day long, and your body can't bear it. Remember to cook something light for yourself."
"Who doesn't want to eat something good during the Chinese New Year? Just pick some vegetables from the bottom of the plate and eat them!" Niu Xiaotian was dissatisfied.
The two of them chatted and sat down in the hall. Niu Xiaotian brewed a pot of Dianyun tea. Daoxuan Shengjun was really rude and drank one cup after another, adding water twice in the process.
Chatting and laughing, it was relaxing.
Daoxuan Shengjun is very naughty. As long as it involves the secrets of the heaven, he will talk about it and refuse to reveal anything.
I notified Qingyi on WeChat, and the reply she got was that I was busy and would come back after I was done.
noon,
Niu Xiaotian entertained Daoxuan Shengjun at the villa, and prepared meals according to his requirements. Vegetarian dishes were the main ones, with a few meat and fish dishes, and the whole table was filled.
Hey!
He said he would eat light food, but Daoxuan Shengjun ate a lot of meat and vegetables. He only ate a few symbolic bites of vegetarian dishes. He also finished two large bowls of rice and touched his belly, looking very satisfied.
He is as hopeless as himself and has not yet gotten rid of his oral desires.
Niu Xiaotian also had serious doubts. He spent all his money and was hungry for several days before he found this place to eat and drink.
After arranging for Daoxuan Shengjun to move into Building No. 10, Niu Xiaotian arranged for people to buy pens, inks, paper, inkstones and various paints, which he happily gave away.
This is the god of painting. The opportunity is right in front of you and you must actively strive for it.
The good wishes came true!
Daoxuan Shengjun slept soundly all afternoon without even touching the paintbrush, pretending that these things did not exist.
Niu Xiaotian was so annoyed that he was eating and drinking for nothing and did not work. He really wanted to drive him away directly.
after dinner,
Qing Yi and Ling Wang came together, and things at the Tianxing Underground Palace have been arranged.
"Haha, Lord Daoxuan is here. This old man has the best personality. I must ask him for two paintings as a souvenir." King Ling smiled happily.
"Hmph, the Holy Lord is good at painting birds, beasts, insects and fish, and it is said that peacocks are the best." Qing Yi rolled her eyes.
"That's fine. Besides the phoenix, the peacock is the most beautiful." The Spirit King disagreed.
The peacock Ling Wang is not beautiful either, otherwise he wouldn't care so much about his appearance. Qingyi didn't tease her about his appearance anymore, she would be anxious.
The three of them chatted for a few words, and then went to Building 10 together to pay a visit to Lord Daoxuan.
now,
Daoxuan Shengjun was lazily leaning on a chair, crossing his legs and picking out the residue between his teeth with a toothpick. It was hard to associate this noble appearance with his noble status.
"Xiao Qingyi, Qiling, you are all here, sit down! Sit down!"
Daoxuan Shengjun pressed his hands grandly, as if this was his home.
"Holy Lord, thank you for giving me the map of the spiritual world." Qingyi clasped his fists in thanks.
"Don't make trouble, I didn't do anything."
Daoxuan Shengjun waved his hands repeatedly and denied it, probably not wanting to violate the rules of heaven.
"Sage, please draw a portrait for me."
King Ling stepped forward to pull Dao Xuan Shengjun, and he tore at him for a long time, but he didn't even pull him.
Daoxuan Shengjun just smiled and didn't speak. This look was really irritating.
"Holy Lord, I have been thinking about you for thousands of years. We are destined to meet each other. Please draw a picture for me." King Ling continued to request.
Hehehe, Daoxuan Shengjun grinned, neither refusing nor agreeing.
"One hundred thousand pictures!"
Niu Xiaotian spread his hands and gave a price.
"Haha, it's a trivial matter, I should have told you earlier! Then I will reluctantly do it and create a few paintings!"
Daoxuan Shengjun put on a smiling face and made no secret of his true nature as a money-lover.
Lay out the rice paper and pick up the paintbrush.
The Spirit King left and put on a charming and enchanting posture. Not to mention, it also looked seductive.
Daoxuan Shengjun just glanced at it and started drawing as soon as he picked up the pen. The speed of the brush strokes was so dizzying that it was impossible to see the movements clearly.
It only took half a minute for the image of the Spiritual King to appear vividly on the paper, as if the hem of his skirt was fluttering.
The God of Painting was truly amazing, and Niu Xiaotian suddenly felt respectful.
Something seems wrong?
After looking carefully, Niu Xiaotian saw the problem. The Spirit King in the painting actually had no facial features.
"Holy Lord, are you laughing at me? Are you too shameless to see others?" King Ling was dissatisfied.
"Hey, it'll be done soon."
Daoxuan Shengjun smiled evilly, and with a few swipes, the facial features appeared.
With small eyes, thin eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, and a thin, slightly oversized mouth, he is completely a different person.
I go!
Niu Xiaotian suddenly remembered that this was exactly the original image of the Spirit King.
"Sage, what are you doing?"
The Spiritual King was a little annoyed. If he couldn't afford to offend him, he would definitely be in trouble at this time.
"Haha, I pay attention to the true appearance of the painting. Look, you have a different kind of beauty in the painting, and it is particularly eye-catching among the thousands of purples and reds." Shengjun Daoxuan threw down the pen and burst into laughter.
The recognition is high. Is this a compliment or a derogation?
The Spirit King didn't understand it for a while. He looked at himself in the painting and was in a daze for a while.
"I like this painting. The pure image is like an orchid in an empty valley, exuding fragrance. It is unforgettable and worth savoring again and again."
Niu Xiaotian hissed and quickly stepped forward to roll up the painting.
It looks good or not, but it’s worth a hundred thousand, so we can’t let the Spirit King destroy it in a fit of anger!
"Xiaotian, do you really like it?" Spirit King asked doubtfully.
"Of course, it once appeared in my dream, but I couldn't capture it. I regretted it when I woke up. Thank you, Holy Lord!"
A complicated expression flashed across the face of the Spirit King, but he did not stop it. From then on, the painting belonged to Niu Xiaotian.
"Holy Lord, give me another landscape painting to cultivate my sentiments. It's still 100,000 yuan." Niu Xiaotian took the initiative to quote the price.
"Transfer the money first."
Daoxuan Shengjun did not move, and Niu Xiaotian's cell phone rang. It was an application to add a WeChat friend.
There was no name, so when Daoxuan Shengjun raised his cell phone, he was right.
After adding WeChat, the honest and trustworthy Niu Xiaotian immediately transferred 200,000 yuan. Daoxuan Shengjun accepted it unceremoniously. This time he behaved even more excessively and didn't even take the paintbrush.
With just a finger in the air, the brush flew up, and began to draw quickly on the rice paper, as if controlled by an invisible hand.
So cool!
Niu Xiaotian was dumbfounded for a while and secretly admired him. He himself was not very skilled in controlling the magic weapon.