Probably because the scholar in Tsing Yi stared at Hua Rongyue for too long, Hua Rongyue naturally had many messy thoughts in his mind, but when Hua Rongyue was about to ask the scholar in Tsing Yi what was going on

, he turned his head away. (Griddle Party)

When he came like this, Hua Rongyue had no choice but to ask him again.

She glanced at Li Jingyi in front of her. Jingyi's little friend didn't seem to understand what Hua Rongyue was talking about. Hua Rongyue didn't say anything more, turned around and went to help Wan Fulian make dinner.

The remaining elders and aunties should naturally leave and disperse.

But if the scholar in Tsing Yi had always regarded Li Jingyi as a brat raised by the neighbor next door, then his perspective has completely changed now.

After the others gradually left, he was the only one who cautiously prepared to leave. However, he was suddenly grabbed by Li Jingyi when he took a few steps.

At that moment, the scholar in Tsing Yi was sweating profusely.

This feeling is very strange. Seriously speaking, the little loli behind him has soft hands and is not a weapon of mass destruction. But when she pulled like this just now, the scholar in Tsing Yi felt as if he had hit a time bomb.

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"Brother, your painting has been lost." Li Jingyi grabbed the sleeve of the scholar in Tsing Yi and handed him the scroll in her hand. Only then did the scholar in Tsing Yi realize what had happened. He wiped the sweat on his head.

He said calmly, "That painting is for your master."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away very quickly.

"My master?" Li Jingyi was a little confused. Although there were currently two people teaching her, she really didn't know whether Hua Rongyue was her master, and she wasn't sure what the "master" the other party meant was

Hua Rongyue or Xiao Han... After hesitating for a while, she secretly unfolded the painting and looked at the things painted on it, trying to see who it should be given to.

"What is this painting?" Li Jingyi looked at the painting blankly for a few times, but she did not see what it was about. She could only vaguely see a beautiful woman painted on it.

But this painting is really beautiful.

If ancient ink painting is about artistic conception, then this painting depicts the artistic conception to the most beautiful level. It is a mixture of red and black colors. The red ones are the people, the black ones are the mountains and rivers behind them, and there are large areas of white space.

Li Jingyi was considered a young lady before she escaped, but her knowledge of paintings was limited to those hanging in her home. Even if she felt that the painting in front of her seemed to be alive, she still had no idea of ​​the value of the painting in front of her.

Not too understanding.

Although she couldn't understand it, she still took the painting to Hua Rongyue.

You definitely can't ask Xiao Han for anything related to women... Sister Xiaolian usually seems to have no temper, but I always feel that something terrible will happen if I give this painting to her.

It was already noon when Hua Rongyue received this painting. She went out to buy medicinal materials and came back to do some chores. Anyway, a long time had passed when she stopped.

When she got this painting, she thought about what it was like, and then suddenly it occurred to her.

That day she borrowed a piece of thick cotton-padded clothing from the scholar in Tsing Yi, and he promised to draw a picture for her.

Hua Rongyue didn't expect an ordinary Tsing Yi scholar to be able to draw any good paintings. She was very doubtful about whether he had money to buy paint. But when she opened the painting, she immediately said

He uttered a question, "Huh?"

The next second, she asked the same question twice, "Huh?"

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Hua Rongyue put the painting on the table fiercely, and then quickly glanced across the way. There was no one in the teahouse opposite. Normally, the scholar in Tsing Yi liked to sit there and listen to books. Hua Rongyue was so surprised by this.

I have become accustomed to the scene, but today I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat when no one was around.

Let me go, who is this person? Is this a warning? Or is it just a joke?

Although he was somewhat mentally prepared for the fact that there should be many bigwigs in the world around here, Hua Rongyue’s state of mind was really understandable when he suddenly met such a person who came and went without a trace. The most terrifying thing was that Liu

The spies at the door didn't find him.

In the midst of shock, Doctor Qi walked over silently. He looked at the painting in Hua Rongyue's hand and said with some surprise: "Who painted it? The painting is really good."

After Doctor Qi asked, Hua Rongyue discovered that there was not even a seal on the painting.

It's an extremely simple way... Of course, this was very unbelievable to the ancients. It was normal to put a seal on the painting, but it was abnormal not to put a seal on it.

"Who is this painting?" Doctor Qi looked here seriously, "Who landed this here with us?"

"No, it was given to me by someone else." Hua Rongyue was afraid that Doctor Qi would really see what was going on if he continued to read it, so he quickly rolled up the painting. After all, Yi Linglong's affairs have been quite hot these days, and he couldn't think about it for a moment.

Just because you get up doesn't mean you will never remember.

Hua Rongyue plans to ask someone in the world who has amazing painting skills recently, and maybe he can find out who the scholar in Tsing Yi is.

She felt a little scared in her heart, and then recalled all her actions since she met the scholar in Tsing Yi. There were indeed many loopholes, but since the scholar in Tsing Yi had already given this painting to her, he probably didn't care about it.

After thinking about it, Hua Rongyue felt that there should be nothing wrong with her except that she was a little bit OOC from the Yi Linglong everyone imagined.

The arrival and departure of the scholar in Tsing Yi was so unexpected that it was difficult to find him. If someone in the world of martial arts knew who had the best martial arts, many people would immediately name Yi Linglong.

But really speaking, his Qinggong may not be inferior to Yi Linglong's.

At this time, he was running under the moonlight, dozens of miles away from Baicao Hall, when a person suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Humph." The scholar in Tsing Yi seemed to have expected that there would be someone in front of him, so he did not react with surprise at all. On the contrary, he stopped very calmly, and then looked at the person in front of him indifferently.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." The person who stopped him said, "It's not easy to meet you today, but I want to have a good chat."

The man opposite him was wearing a black cloak and a mask on his face. It was not the kind that people on the flower boat would wear. The mask on his face was a pure iron mask, covering his entire face.

It was tight, and there was no opening of the eyes or mouth.

He was tall and thin, so when he put on this mask, he couldn't even identify his gender. We could only judge from his voice that he must be a man.

"You should know where Yi Linglong is now, right?" the man in black robe asked.

"Why are you looking for Yi Linglong?" The scholar in Tsing Yi did not answer this question, but asked another question.

"I want to know something important." The man stepped forward and said, "Tell me quickly."

The scholar in Tsing Yi felt the terrifying murderous aura from the man almost instantly. Without any hesitation, he turned around and was about to run away, but was stabbed by a dart flying from nowhere in an instant.

The dart flew out of the man's hand and stabbed straight into the Tsing Yi scholar's neck, causing blood to gush out.

The scholar in Tsing Yi fell to the ground almost instantly, and the man behind him stepped forward. He didn't pay much attention to his appearance, but turned his attention to the painting basket behind him and took out several scrolls of paintings from it.

Unfolding the painting under the moonlight, he looked at the people in the painting. He seemed not to be interested, but he still put the painting away, passed the scholar in Tsing Yi, and left slowly.

After a while, the scholar in Tsing Yi got up. He looked at his empty painting basket and said with a wry smile, "It's really inexplicable."

The man just now may not have wanted to kill him. Although he was useless except for Qinggong, the power behind him was not useless. If that man killed him, he would get into trouble soon.

It's just that he himself didn't know what the man who followed him three months ago was going to do. In order to avoid him, he deliberately went to a place with a lot of people six doors away. That kind of place was the only place this man could visit.

A place to be afraid of.

As a result, after coming here, he accidentally discovered Yi Linglong's traces. Yi Linglong was actually bolder than him. Not only had she come here a long time ago, but she was also living a pretty good life, and there was nothing wrong with her at all.

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He put his painting basket back on his back and was thinking about the people in the paintings. Later he remembered that they were all pictures of beauties, so he felt a little relieved, and then slowly walked forward.

In ancient times, a painter who could paint people with both artistic and spiritual skills was a rare resource. After all, if such a painter entered the yamen, he would be an excellent candidate to draw wanted posters.

There are a bunch of messy lists, such as a list of heroes, a list of heroes, a list of weapons, a list of beauties... What does he rely on to make people recognize who he is painting? Naturally, it is his good painting skills.

Therefore, his painting skills are not only good, but also quite good. At least his beauty rankings are not controversial so far.

He rubbed his neck, took out something and applied it lightly on his neck. The bleeding stopped instantly, and then he continued on his way under the moonlight.

The world has been in chaos recently, and he can't understand some things... just like he doesn't understand why Yi Linglong is hiding in a small pharmacy? Why does he sneak out so often?

Although he is gone, he still has a few pairs of "eyes" there, and his "eyes" are all over the world. This is not a strange thing.

After thinking for a while, he took out a piece of paper the size of a fingernail, then took out a pen specially designed for writing in small regular script, and wrote a few lines of small characters densely on it.

"Don't mess with the people in Baicao Hall, especially don't mess with that little girl."

After writing this, he took out a small whistle and played a silent tune.
Chapter completed!