Douluo painter

Chapter 16 Chihiro Ji visits

It is often said that time flies when you are focused.

In the past few days, Mo Huijiu has personally felt this truth.

In the past few days, he has been studying painting with Mi Qiluo, and the time always passes very fast, it is like riding a roller coaster.

Every time he finished practicing painting, he would find that it had been a morning or an afternoon, and a day had passed before he knew it.

This is something that Mo Hui has never experienced before. In her previous life, when she was forced to study, she always felt like a year.

When I first came to this world, because of suffering, I also feel that time is like the snail climbing the grape trellis in the nursery rhyme, and the day is like the four seasons.

Although the time passed quickly, he didn't feel lost, on the contrary, he enjoyed the time flying by happily.

In his previous life, happiness was a luxury for him, something he couldn't buy.

So he doesn't mind exchanging happiness for time.

And now, as usual, he continued to practice the painting method taught to him by Mickeyro at the desk.

But Michiro is not by his side, because he is going to paint murals on the ceiling of the Pope's Palace, and he cannot teach ink painting for the time being.

But before he left, he had taught Mo Hui enough things, so Mo Hui didn't worry about having nothing to do now.

When Mo Hui was practicing painting as usual, Bibi Dong was also practicing as usual.

"Painter Mi, you seem very happy. Is there anything happy?"

said a man in dazzling golden armor in the Pope's palace.

This person is the current pope of the Wuhun Temple, and also the master Mo Hui recognized not long ago - Chihiro Ji.

At this time, Chihiro Jizhen sat quietly on a chair in the main hall, watching Mickey Luo paint.

"It's okay to go back to the Pope, it's just that I found a painting genius, and I'm a little happy."

Michelle replied respectfully.

"Painting genius?"

Chihiro Ji was very interested in this after hearing it.

Although he didn't have an in-depth understanding of painting, he knew Mickeyro's level, and he was naturally curious about the person who could make Mitchiro such an evaluation.

"What's that person's name?"

So Chihiro asked quickly.

"Go back to the Pope, that person is called Mo Hui."

Mi Qiluo naturally didn't dare to hide it, and told Chihiro Ji his name.

"Oh?"

"That's really a coincidence. Not long ago, I took in an apprentice named Mo Hui, who is a genius in cultivation. I wonder if you can introduce me to your painting genius."

Chihiro said happily.

It seems he didn't realize they were talking about the same person.

This is because when he accepted Mo Hui as an apprentice, he asked Mo Hua to paint once, which was really bad.

So he thought Michiro was talking about another guy who happened to have the same name.

"Return to the Pope, this is naturally possible, but I still have to continue to complete the work, and may have to wait for a while."

Michelle said apologetically.

"Haha, it's okay. You can do the work later. I allow you to take a leave of absence."

Chihiro Ji said indifferently to Mi Qiluo after hearing it.

"It's… okay."

Mi Qiluo had no choice but to agree.

The boss has already asked you for leave, what else can you do except promise you.

Anyway, Mi Qiluo dared not refuse.

He knew that the reason why Chihiro Ji spoke so kindly to him was that on the one hand, he appreciated his talent, and on the other hand, he had indeed made contributions to Wuhundian.

But after all, he is just a painter, and if he offends a pope, he will kill himself.

So Mickeyro took Chihiro Ji to the place where Mo Hui was, and Mo Hui was still practicing painting at this time.

"Painter Mi, are you sure you're on the right track?"

Qian Xunji felt that the place where Mi Qiluo brought him seemed to be the residence of his two apprentices, so he was a little puzzled.

"Go back to the Pope, I'm sure I didn't go the wrong way, this is where Mo Hui is."

Michelle responded.

"Forehead……"

Chihiro Ji was silent for a while and said in disbelief:

"The Mo Hui you mentioned...wouldn't be my apprentice?"

"This……"

Mi Qiluo didn't know how to answer for a while, and then he realized that he didn't seem to have confirmed the identity of Mo Hui.

Because in the past few days, he has devoted all his attention to teaching ink painting.

However, from the past few days of getting along with each other, he could see that Mo Hui and Bibi Dong seemed to be very close, and they even called each other siblings.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that Mo Hui might really be Chihiro Ji's apprentice.

"It seems so, His Excellency the Pope."

Michelle responded with some uncertainty.

"Forehead……"

Chihiro Ji didn't know what to say.

"Are you sure that my apprentice has the talent for painting?"

Chihiro Ji still said in disbelief.

He felt that although Mo Hui's Wuhun was a paintbrush, it didn't mean he could paint.

And judging from Mo Hui's painting performance at the beginning, he really felt that Mo Hui was a scumbag.

"Forget it, it's time to visit my new apprentice, let's go."

It's useless to think too much, so Chihiro Ji plans to go to the place to have a look, after all, practice brings true knowledge.

the other side.

"Sister Dong'er, I drew you with my spirit."

Mo Hui said and pushed a puppet that looked the same as Bibi Dong to Bibi Dong's side.

After a few days of training, Mohui's painting level has improved significantly, and now there is no problem in drawing a character, but this is only in appearance.

"Forehead……"

Bibidong was a little surprised when she saw the puppet in front of her that was exactly the same as herself, because it was so similar.

The things drawn by ink painting will have exactly the same attributes as the original objects after they are realized, and it is almost impossible to tell which is real and which is fake.

"It looks quite similar, but Xiaomo, why does this look lifeless?"

Bibi Dong wondered.

Although the appearance is the same, this doll has no vitality, that is to say, it is just a doll.

"Hmm~"

Mo Hui thought for a while and then said bitterly:

"I don't know why. It's already painted very similar, but it's like this after it's realized."

"Well, I don't know much about your martial spirit, so I can only wait for brother Xiao Gang to ask him when he comes."

Bibi Dong said helplessly.

Mo Hui's martial soul is so peculiar that it is really confusing.

"Ok."

Mo Hui felt that this was the only way to go.

He originally painted Bibi Dong to try to see if he could embody a living person, but now it seems that it is obviously not possible, but he just doesn't know if it will work in the future.

"Little Mo, you don't need to worry about this, even if you can't materialize a human being, your martial spirit is already very powerful."

Bibi Dong comforted her.

"By the way, it's getting late. It's time for me to make lunch for you."

Bibi Dong glanced at the time and said.

"Um, Sister Dong'er, let me help you this time."

Mo Hui really didn't want to eat dark dishes anymore, so she planned to help Bibi Dong, see if she could save her.

Bibi Dong originally wanted to refuse after hearing this, but after Mo Hui begged hard, she still agreed.

Afterwards, Mo Hui and Bibi Dong went to the kitchen to cook together, while the doll in the shape of Bibi Dong was put aside by Mo Hui.

After a while, Mi Qiluo and Chihiro Ji also came to Bibi Dong's residence.

They went to Mo Hui's residence first, but there was no one there at all, rather it seemed that no one had ever lived there.

Because from the first day till now, Mo Hui lived with Bibi Dong.

After all, there is a beautiful and gentle sister here, so Mo Hui naturally doesn't want to go back and live alone.

(End of this chapter)