The water in the tub is still steaming.

The surrounding temperature is far from muggy, but definitely not cold.

It's just that Jiang Hao can't feel the heat. Cold sweat breaks out on his forehead now, as if he's in an ice cellar.

The situation this time is different from before. If the other party wants to pursue the case, his life or death will be uncertain.

Faced with Hong Yuye's question, he did not dare to hesitate and said immediately:

"Junior just came in and didn't mean anything."

Before he finished speaking, a vast aura suddenly erupted.

Coming overwhelmingly.

In an instant, Jiang Hao was enveloped by these auras, and a feeling of insignificance arose spontaneously.

A feeling of suffocation ensued.

At the same time, he felt like his whole body was rising off the ground, and he had no ability to resist against such a powerful force.

boom!

The screen was smashed by him, followed by a huge roar.

boom!

Jiang Hao was completely knocked into the wall.

When everything stopped, Jiang Hao only felt that he was still in danger.

He didn't even know where he hit just now.

People can't tell where they are, so you can see what they are facing.

I moved my lower back and felt a burning pain.

However, after careful inspection of other parts, there were no injuries, but he looked a little embarrassed.

He really dodged a bullet.

"Fix the screen." A voice came from inside.

Still calm and feeling no emotion at all.

Jiang Hao couldn't guess what the other person was thinking.

I did offend the other party just now.

Touching his face, he felt that it was because he was pretending to smile.

But now he is actually the same as before, and it is not good to smile for a long time after coming back.

Hong Yuye would often stare coldly, making him worried.

The screen was almost completely broken and could not be repaired.

"Senior, I'm going to buy a new one." Jiang Haowang walked over and said.

Hong Yuye raised his eyebrows and looked over.

He didn't speak, only gave Jiang Hao a dull look and let Jiang Hao think about it.

The latter sighed inwardly, he could see the word "xiu" without the other party opening his mouth.

The screen is made of wood with a silk center.

The wood is now damaged, as is the silk.

The former can be patched, but what should we do with the latter?

After hesitating, Jiang Hao could only restore the frame first.

I have built wooden houses, so I have some experience with these things.

Especially the result of the log house appraisal was so embarrassing that he went to study it.

The hammer head was taken out and all the necessary tools were available.

Bang!

Bang!

"Turn around, face away from me." Hong Yuye said.

Jiang Hao changed direction.

After knocking and knocking for a while, the frame was almost restored.

The only thing missing is the middle silk, but he doesn't have this thing.

After thinking about it, I replaced it with a large piece of paper.

In order to prevent it from being easily damaged, magic has been specially added.

When he entered the bunk, he began to feel sad again.

There is no painting on it.

"Senior, is this okay?" Jiang Hao did not dare to look back.

The person behind seemed to look up specifically, and then came a chuckle:

"It's okay if you think it's okay."

Jiang Hao: "."

Is that okay or not?

But he has never painted before.

To say that the painting is good is definitely impossible.

After exhaling, he could only try.

Because he is good at drawing runes, he may also have talent in this area.

After polishing the ink, Jiang Hao went inside and turned his back to Hong Yuye to paint.

When outside, you have to face the screen directly so that if it gets damaged, you can see directly inside.

Then another disaster will strike.

Before painting, Jiang Hao felt that he should get down to business first.

"Senior, can I have some tea?"

"If you don't satisfy me after drinking, do you know the consequences?"

"Know."

"You can drink it if you know it."

Jiang Hao didn't know what the specific consequences would be, but they were of two kinds.

One is to feel the terrifying aura, and the other is to hand over some things from the body.

Both are dangerous, but fortunately neither is life-threatening.

And drinking September Spring can make him feel better.

There is no harm.

Jiang Hao took a few steps back, came to the tub, and took away the teapot.

After having a drink, he returned to the screen.

The left hand holds the ink and the right hand holds the pen.

After thinking for a moment, I started to draw, starting from the left, and painting the landscape.

As he was painting, he felt that there should be another tree nearby.

But what kind of tree is suitable?

The one I know best is the peach tree.

He could only draw this, but halfway through the drawing he felt that there should be someone next to him.

For a moment he fell into deep thought.

And my mind is extraordinarily clear, as if I could see the mountains, seas and earth through the endless fog.

The horizons are broad and the mind is peaceful.

Tick ​​tock!

Something seems to be appearing in the mountains and rivers.

It's not a wonder in the world, it's just an ordinary yard with ordinary peach trees swaying in the wind, and a woman in red sitting at the wooden table under the tree.

Three thousand hair strands move with the wind, like a beautiful scene in a prosperous world.

The next moment he began to write.
To be continued...