Shin's painter

An ancient landscape map.

This picture was painted by Shen Xiaozhi himself, and Xu Youmo imitated the old ones.

It was her expectation that this picture would be passed on to the thief.Then she was attacked because of this picture, and what the thief wanted was also this picture.

Now it's finally certain.

Xian Pingfeng asked: "The original version of this picture is in your hands!"

Shen Xiaozhi leaned over to take a look, and said with a surprised face: "Ah, the technique of this picture is only average, but the symbols are a bit strange. Is it a word or a symbol?"

She frowned and guessed, tried her best to play, but did not hide the truth from Xian Pingfeng. He took out a small piece of rice paper and asked, "Do you recognize this painting? It is the work of Master Shen, right?"

With a few weeds and scribbles, she naturally recognized her unique painting method, which no one else could learn even if they wanted to.

Her homework is usually crumpled into paper and thrown away. Where did he pick it up?

Shen Xiaozhi nodded in acknowledgment.

This picture has nothing to do with the rubbing picture!

Xian Pingfeng turned his hand back and showed Shen Xiaozhi the other side of the painting.Only now did she realize that she had made a mistake that she shouldn't have made.

There are a few mysterious small characters written on the back of the rice paper, which are the same as the characters on the rubbings. It is a very special and mysterious font called: Zhanshu style.

It is a text created by the ancient great witch, and only a very few people can understand it.

This is what my mother told her.

"Where is the original version? Hurry up and hand it over."

Shen Xiaozhi turned his eyes and replied: "I am not the only one who knows the style of war script. Why do you insist that I have the picture? Isn't this the original version?"

Xian Pingfeng said: "I was almost deceived by you too. But someone told me that the original version of this picture is made of cowhide to ensure that it will not break for a thousand years, and this drawing appeared too suddenly, so there may be fraud. Artist Shen I don't want to embarrass you, I don't want to get hurt, so I obediently take out the original picture!"

Is there anyone behind Xian Pingfeng? !

This person is a master.

The pictures she draws are based on the flowing lines of the original original picture.It's just a bait, how could she leak the original map.

It is said that this cowhide painting is a treasure map drawn by Wuluo.

The great witch in ancient times was only a legendary figure in the creation of the world, and the treasure map she drew was just a legendary legend without any factual basis.

Even if the cowhide painting is in her hands, it is just a landscape painting to her, and it is also a relic of A Niang.The person behind the scenes is likely to have seen the cowhide map, knows the content, and knows the material, which is not easy to handle!

Shen Xiaozhi shook her head: "Believe it or not, this picture is not in my hands."

Once she admitted that there are only two consequences, one is: hand over the cowhide map, and be silenced;Must die!

Xian Pingfeng naturally did not believe her words.

Wu Luo's treasure was right in front of him, and it was impossible for him to let go of any clues.

With his fingers, he raised Master Shen's chin, "I advise you to hand it over. Interrogation is always an ugly process, and if it hurts your lovely face, it won't be good!"

Shen Xiaozhi flicked her face, avoiding his touch.

Xian Pingfeng spread his hands, laughing at himself: "I'm being a donkey with good intentions!"

Shen Xiaozhi didn't appreciate it. "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you. But I don't have a picture." She straightened her back, her eyes were stern, and she regarded death as home.

It is said that Painter Shen is cold and arrogant, and his demeanor is incomparable.

The artist Shen Pingfeng knew was only cousin Yuan's daughter-in-law, she was submissive in front of her, and she was almost obedient, but she was just an ordinary woman, and after she left, she was even more arrogant and mediocre.

At this time, her phoenix eyes were staring straight, her expression was calm and composed, and her attitude was proud of the world... This woman actually has the demeanor of a king, but she put on a high-ranking posture after being kidnapped.

This is the real painter.

Not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, a Shen painter who has been in the painting circle for more than ten years with a pot of dirty wine.

Xian Pingfeng stroked his chin and sighed, "If you looked like this when we first met, I'm afraid I would have snatched you from Yuan Mansion long ago!" Proud and staunch women are most likely to arouse men's sense of conquest, the more arrogant they are The more hunting pleasure/feeling.

What a pity for such a beauty!

After hearing that she is the third sister of the Cheng family, the lonely noble girl is really pitiful.If she is willing, Xian Pingfeng really wants to marry her.

The premise is to hand over Wuluo's treasure map.

At that time, he will have the right and wealth, and will be accompanied by a unique and wonderful woman, and he will have no regrets in his life.

Shen Xiaozhi snorted softly and glanced at him disdainfully.

"Scallions, take them away!"

Xian Pingfeng raised his hand to bring Shen Xiaozhi back to his secret cell.

After a group of people attacked in public, they swaggered away.

There were masters at the scene, and Sun Xian, who was hiding in the darkness, held his breath for fear of being discovered.If he strikes rashly, it will only increase the number of wounded, he will not be able to save people, and if he misses and gets captured, the gain outweighs the loss.

When he came to the alley, he quickly left a message to Miss Sun and continued to follow him.

Sun Ling received the message after a stick of incense.

The chief worker of the Sun residence led a little beggar inside, and the little beggar handed her a piece of paper.The Sun Mansion's intelligence network spreads all over the country, and most of the transmission relies on the hands of beggars.

Sun Ling lowered her eyes to read, her face turned pale instantly, and threw a handful of broken silver to the little beggar.She went back to the house, grabbed the long sword and ran out.

Painter Shen was kidnapped, come and rescue him quickly.now.

In just a few words, it was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which made her mind go blank and she was at a loss what to do.