Chapter 1138 The truth about paintings

Author: cute guy

Chapter 1138 The truth about paintings

Mu Guifan brushed a few black lines on his forehead.

The corner of Ji Chang's mouth twitched as soon as Ji Chang came out after having just finished blooming and bearing fruits on the tree.

"Three thousand years is a long time ago, but unfortunately, I happen to remember some of it," Ji Chang said.

He naturally knows more about King Yama than others.

According to the description of the time, it should be exactly when the soul of King Yama died in the previous life...

Wanli didn't want to look at Ji Chang. Of course she knew Ji Chang. He seemed to be a little judge. She had seen him from a distance.

She looked at Mu Guifan stubbornly, wanting to hear him say it himself!

Mu Guifan said quietly: "Except for Yu'er, I have never slept with a man or a woman, let alone a daughter as big as you."

The playboy burst out laughing, not knowing what he was thinking of. He looked at each other and Su Jinyu, and the two women burst out laughing.

Mu Guifan: "..."

Laughing? Shouldn’t the person involved look shy?

Forget it, Su Jinyu cannot be regarded as a normal party, she is the plaintiff.

Mu Guifan felt helpless.

Seeing that no one seemed to take this matter seriously, Wanli felt deeply angry and unwilling for some reason.

She has been waiting for her father for three thousand years...

How could he do this?

It’s understandable that she doesn’t know about the existence of her daughter, but how could she forget what happened with her mother back then?

How can we say that except for that jade, no one has been contaminated by it?

Obviously there is!

"Father, think about it again!" Wanli almost burst into tears, trying hard to maintain the image of a cold and proud fairy to be worthy of the reputation of being the daughter of the emperor.

"That day, my sister just lost her soul and my father lost control of his emotions. It was my mother who comforted my father in time..."

Wanli thought that she didn't want to expose her father's scars, but this matter was very serious!

She has been waiting for so long, how could it be a joke?

She didn't believe that her mother would lie to her. What was the benefit of her mother making such a joke about such a big matter?

Wanli looked at Mu Guifan almost with pleading eyes.

Mu Guifan's face darkened: "You look older than me, don't open your mouth or shut up and just call me father!"

Wanli opened her mouth, feeling embarrassed for a moment.

She took the painting fiercely and asked with red eyes: "But my mother has this painting. It was painted by my father himself. It is a token of love for my mother!"

Mu Guifan frowned: "Is this emperor so shabby back then?"

Use a painting as a token of love.

After all, he had to reach for the stars and fish for the Dinghai Pearl to be worthy of the four words of love token that Mu Guifan sent him, right?

Su Bao reminded: "Dad, this has your signature on it!"

Mu Guifan's eyes fell on the signature, and he was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but frown.

This signature was indeed signed by him himself.

When did he sign this name?

Mu Guifan looked at Su Jinyu without even thinking about it.

Su Jinyu, who was eating crooked melon, suddenly froze, and the aunt's smile disappeared completely from her face.

"What are you looking at me for?" Su Jinyu looked confused and said subconsciously: "I didn't copy it. You know it's impossible!"

She was stunned when she said this, because Su Jinyu had no memory of thousands of years ago. For her soul, she had already gone through too many lifetimes.

Mu Guifan's eyes softened and he said, "Well, you didn't. I wrote it myself."

In each life, she did not live long and always left one step ahead of him. He spent his whole life waiting for her, and every time he brought her back, she would still maintain some of the habits of her previous life.

For example, if you are not short of money, you always have the idea of ​​​​making money...

Every soul is unique, and no matter how many lifetimes she has gone through, her little temperament remains unchanged.

Su Jinyu: "?"

No brother, why did your eyes change? It really wasn't written by her. Why do you make it look like you are pampering me, condoning me and taking the blame?

Su Jinyu racked his brains, but couldn't find any memory about this painting.

Mu Guifan had already thought of something and said, "No need to think about it."

He rubbed Su Jinyu's head and said, "It was you who tricked me into signing my name back then."

As soon as this sentence came out, all the melon eaters were shocked. It was really his signature!

Su Bao blurted out: "Then was this painting painted by dad?"

Mu Guifan shook his head: "Of course not."

He looked at Su Bao, pinched her little face, and said fondly: "Back then, your mother always wanted to sell my father's calligraphy and paintings."

A certain sentiment written by Emperor Fengdu and a random painting are all reflections of his state of mind.

Those ghost cultivators who are stuck in the bottleneck period in pursuit of realm, what they want most is the strokes of Emperor Fengdu to get a glimpse of the Taoism.

So this thing is valuable.

But he actually didn't have these tastes. He would paint a picture occasionally, but Su Jinyu was reluctant to actually sell it.

So just combine the two, get his signature, draw or calligraphy, and then draw or write it yourself.

Of course, he dotes on her, and in order to prevent his signature from being used for other purposes, he will leave pressure on the signature, so that those who buy it for the sake of enlightenment will not be deceived.

"That's how this signature came about."

Of course, I can’t go into details anymore.

Mu Guifan's lips unconsciously evoked a smile, but he said nothing more.

Su Jinyu choked inexplicably. She felt guilty for some reason and felt very ashamed.

Su Bao nodded and concluded: "So the signature is real and the painting is fake, right? Sure enough, the painting was painted by himself later."

Wanli couldn't accept this result at all!
Chapter completed!