"What? We actually came to the underground of Fahua Mountain? There is a city here, isn't it incredible?" Qin Tian asked.
"Is there anything incredible about this? Don't we encounter too many strange things?" Lin Chuan said.
"That's true. Ever since you became my disciple, nothing has happened to you at all." Qin Tian said.
"We'll go there in a while. Please be careful. It seems that the people here don't like us humans very much." Liu Feng warned everyone.
"Huh, I don't like them very much when he spoke like that just now!" Xia Wu is still a child, he has to take everything to heart and cannot hide any emotion.
"We have been caught by others now. We are under the eaves and have to lower our heads. We should be careful, right?" Liu Feng said. It seems that Liu Feng has become an old man in the world and is no longer the stupid young man.
I think back then, I was also a person who would retaliate. He would retaliate when someone scolded him, and he would punch back when someone punched him. Now he has learned to assess the situation and learn to behave with his tail between his legs. It is not easy!
No wonder others say that growth is a slow process.
Just like a stone going from being sharp and sharp to becoming smooth and smooth later.
The group of people was taken to another room.
Everything in this lower city is made of stone. Except for some differences in the furnishings, other places look similar.
However, this room is obviously the owner's room. There is also a shelf of artworks, which is filled with various utensils, including ceramics, metal, and wood.
It seems that the master's artistic taste is extraordinary. At least there is nothing on the shelf that Liu Feng can understand.
Xia Wu rolled his eyes, as if he had his own opinions on these things.
"This wood carving is well done and has quite a personality. I like it very much." He walked up to a wood carving and said.
"I didn't expect that you humans also have such a discerning eye.
Tell me, what's good about this wood carving? If you say it well, I can let you go. If you don't say it well, be careful and I'll use you to make stone sculptures."
This is the owner Tutu talks about. A dwarf with the same height, but he doesn't look particularly older.
"Just tell me, who is afraid of whom? This wood carving, first of all, you look at its lines, you can do them as you please, just like the flowing clouds and flowing water, unfettered.
Look at the carved shape again. It looks like a pony, but it also looks like a bird. It is light and agile. The beauty lies in the similarity and dissimilarity. It seems like a person who wants to confess, and the words come to his mouth.
But he hesitated to speak." Xia Wu commented.
"Wonderful! I didn't expect anyone to understand its charm. Bring a stool for these people." The host seemed to be in a good mood and agreed to let them sit.
"It's exactly what I've carved. It's rare for Boya to meet Zhong Ziqi!" said the master.
"Don't dare, I'm not good at carving, I'm just talking nonsense. But you seem to be an expert, I admire you! I'm still better at painting," Xia Wu said.
"Oh, really? We also have someone here who is good at painting. Do you dare to compete with her?" the master said.
"There's nothing to be afraid of. If my skills are inferior to others, then I have no choice but to learn humbly." Xia Wu said.
Sure enough, a girl came out of the door after a while. She was also the same height and looked weird.
"Who wants to compete with me in painting, brother?" she said.
"It's me, what do you want to draw?" Xia Wu went straight to the topic.
"What to draw? Then let's draw my brother and see who can draw better." She said.
So soon a group of people brought pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and someone else brought a table.
Xia Wu and the girl started painting. Others were watching.
I saw that both of them were concentrating on painting, and soon they both finished the painting. When comparing the two paintings together, it was obvious that Xia Wu's painting was better.
"Haha, little sister, I didn't expect you to lose today. This broke your five-year record." The master said.
"If you lose, you lose. It's no big deal. I'm convinced," she said.
Unexpectedly, this girl was upright and calm about winning and losing. Liu Feng was originally worried that Xia Wu would get into trouble if he won, but it seemed that he was overthinking it.
"Let's go have a drink tonight. Shen City hasn't had such a classy guest for a long time," the host said.
I didn't expect that when I accidentally fell into this dungeon, I would have such an encounter.
In the evening, I saw many dwarfs coming from various places, and everyone sat around drinking and chatting.
What's surprising is that all of these dwarfs are artists, and only Xia Wu can pick up a few sentences on the topics they talk about.
Qin Tian, Lin Chuan, Liu Feng, Lan Gu and Sun Yin were completely unable to answer the conversation.
Liu Feng even had the illusion that he had gone to the wrong place and arrived at an art city.
If you take a closer look at the utensils at this dinner, there is no piece of art that is not a work of art.
The plates for serving dishes are painted with lifelike flowers and birds, and the drinking pots are engraved with very delicate patterns. Even the chopsticks are carved with fine patterns, which are really jaw-dropping.
The underground city of art - Deep City.
The people here also have very interesting personalities. One second they may be angry, but the next second they may be able to talk to you sincerely just because of your right words.
It seems that anything related to art is a big deal here.
While drinking, listen to them chatting. Here, if two people have a quarrel or conflict, they will have a competition, and the content of the competition is either painting, calligraphy, or sculpture.
Wow, this method is really civilized! Liu Feng thought to himself.
Although I am a human being in the 21st century, in my world, there are still many people fighting over trivial matters every day, or insulting each other, and sometimes they even talk about human genitals.
It would be great if our world could also use such an elegant way to play PK.
At this time, Liu Feng regretted that he did not have a tape recorder, camera, or the like, otherwise he would have recorded these scenes and brought them back to his world to show to modern people who claim to be civilized people, so as to embarrass them.
"It's great here!" Xia Wu said.
"What's so good about it?" asked the girl who was competing with her in drawing.
"Fortunately, art is the life I long for." Xia Wu said.
"You yearn for the life here? Our place is underground, it is dark all year round, and not even a small flower or grass can grow, but you actually yearn for the life here?" said the girl.