Doutu Continent

Here's the chance to make a small report!

yes!Xie Chunfeng has become a painter now.Gu Qingzhou thought to himself.

He never urged. He thought that the other party had already forgotten the agreement that he said casually back then. It turned out that Xie Chunfeng had always remembered it.

The corners of Xie Chunfeng's mouth showed a gentle arc, "I have drawn your portrait this year, whenever I miss you." His words were sweeter than honey, and he not only moved his mouth, but also put his hands on Gu Qingzhou's chest A strand of hair was thrown back to the shoulders, seriously remembering Gu Qingzhou's current image. "But those paintings are not as real as having you in front of me."

In Weilong City, when he was still Qin Wuji, his memory of going to Qingyun Academy of Painting seemed to be separated by a layer of veil.He often draws Gu Qingzhou unconsciously, even at that time he regards himself as the devil of the Qin royal family, and the other party is just a classmate he came into contact with when hiding his identity.Later in the Unreal Valley, he gradually found himself.Every time he came into contact with Ye Mofan, he missed Gu Qingzhou even more, and he looked like him in everything. He once seemed to find Gu Qingzhou's shadow from that lonely and indifferent Ye Mofan.

Lovesickness, but that's all.

Xie Chunfeng's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.Picking up the chopsticks, picked up Gu Qingzhou's favorite dishes, put them into the other's bowl, and joked: "I won't show you those past masterpieces. Just pick out the one that you are most satisfied with."

"Those? It seems that you have drawn more than one painting. How many paintings are there?" Gu Qingzhou asked curiously.

Xie Chunfeng's ears turned red, and he urged: "Don't think about it, hurry up and eat. It's all your favorite, eat it while it's hot, you can't live up to the delicious food."

Gu Qingzhou saw that the other party refused to show him the painting.Haha laughed.Of course, he didn't feel that Xie Chunfeng lied to him. He didn't have these paintings at all, but he remembered... that dark history painting many years ago.it's so funny!

Gu Qingzhou calmed down, faced the tempting food on the table, picked up chopsticks to eat, and stopped talking about the painting.

Anyway, when we go back to the painting academy, Xie Chunfeng wants to paint, so it's good enough for the other party to paint.

This restaurant is not low-grade. There is a stage in the center of the hall, playing, playing and singing. From the private room, you can open the inner window and you can also see the performance downstairs.

By the time they finished eating, it was past meal time.Several people playing on the stage went off to work with their musical instruments, and went up to a storyteller.

Although it is close to Qingyun Academy of Painting, and you can often meet Dou Tushi, there are still very few people with the talent of painting heart, and most of them are ordinary people at the foot of the mountain.Therefore, whether it is a storybook with picture pages or a comic book, in the hands of ordinary people, it becomes words, and spreads from the storytellers to the public, and many people do not know a single character.

Snapped!The storyteller spread out his fan, Xing Mu slapped the table, and the lecture was about to start.

The shop waiter was busy serving tea and water to the officials.

The storyteller was talking about the battle between Sanhuazun and Yan Guzhu, but just as he started, someone rewarded him with a coin of silver, pointing out that he would listen to Ye Mofan.It is also necessary for the storyteller to say that he is different from other colleagues.

The storyteller held his fan and bowed to the other party. He didn't feel embarrassed at all when he took the money, and said with a smile, "Since this judge wants to hear something different, I'll just pick up some rumors that are speculative and not be true."

"Speak quickly, speak quickly!" The crowd booed.

Xie Chunfeng was full, and originally planned to leave, but when he heard the rumors about Ye Mofan's stalking, he left in no hurry.He'd like to hear what romances the listener would invent.

Leaning against the window, he asked the waiter to serve two cups of tea, and then he heard the storyteller speak.

"Everyone, if you want to talk about the battle between Sanhuazun and Yan Valley Lord, you have to start with Ye Mofan breaking into the Illusion Valley alone. It is said that Ye Huajun went to the valley to investigate the man behind the heart-picking hand and traced it to Yan Huazun. Everyone said yes For Gu Qingzhou. But since I want to say something different..." The storyteller flapped his fan and looked around to see the officials.When he looked up and saw Xie Chunfeng's head protruding from the window, his eyes lit up.

"..." Xie Chunfeng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Ye Huajun met someone in the valley. Guess who it is?"

"Who is it?"

"Xie Chunfeng!" The storyteller revealed the answer.

"..." Xie Chunfeng still had one hand on the window sill, wondering if he should close the window in front of Gu Qingzhou, so as not to join in the fun.

Didn't it mean that he didn't have his book?That junior in the painting academy, I remember you!Your message is out of date!Xie Chunfeng thought happily in bitterness.

Just now he was unwilling to leave, but now Gu Qingzhou is unwilling to leave.Gu Qingzhou's clear and bright eyes looked at him with a smile, and listened to what the scholar said.

"You all know who Xie Chunfeng is, right? An artist Xie who is good at painting beauties. The pictures of beauties in our restaurant are all drawn by him."

"Know, know!"

"Of course I know! Who in this city doesn't know the name of Master Xie?" The spectators collectively echoed.After all, the gossip spread by beauties and storytellers is the joy of discussion in their lives.

The storyteller said: "This is Xie Chunfeng, now he is going to be called Painter Xie! This is terrible. He disappeared in Wuyantai last year. Qingyun Academy of Painting dispatched hundreds of painters to find him. I thought he was buried in the belly of a monster. Who Knowing that tossing and wandering in the Illusion Valley, not only healed his injuries, but also improved his cultivation by leaps and bounds, and if he survived a catastrophe, he must have future blessings, he is a character!"

He gave a thumbs up, full of praise, which made Xie Chunfeng relieved.

Xie Chunfeng was really afraid that the other party would reveal some imaginary plots of his wandering in the Unreal Valley. After all, he has a romantic and affectionate appearance, and he is more likely to gossip with others than Ye Mofan, who wears a mask all day long and is not easy to provoke when he looks cold.Should he be thankful that he has come to the restaurant to taste fine wine for so many years, and he usually rewards the storyteller?

But here is Qingyun Academy of Painting, if the storyteller really made up something that offended him, he could escape the monk but not the temple.The other party must also know this truth.

The storyteller got to the point: "When the artist Xie was in the Unreal Valley, he had an unusual relationship with Mr. Ye Hua. It is said that even Mr. Ye Hua's residence was arranged by him himself. It can be seen that the relationship between the two is very close..."

Xie Chunfeng turned his eyes sideways when he heard the words. This storyteller is not simple. Although what he says is not true, the content seems to be in the valley of illusion, as if he saw it on the spot.

has a problem!

Xie Chunfeng got up, and was about to meet the storyteller when he opened the door, but there was a waiter standing at the door, holding two cups of tea in his hands, followed by a beautiful woman.

"Guest officer, the good tea you want is brewed by the owner himself. Do you smell the fragrance?" The shop waiter pouted towards the woman as she spoke, for fear that Xie Chunfeng would not recognize that this woman was the real owner of the restaurant. owner.

Xie Chunfeng knew this girl. He had drawn a picture of her as a beauty a few years ago, and now she looks even more alluring than before.Several restaurants in the city are owned by the other party, and everyone calls her Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo blocked Xie Chunfeng's way, and greeted warmly: "Painter Xie doesn't drink Dukang, I have 20-year-old Daughter Hong here, do you want to try it?"

"How much do you have?" Xie Chunfeng couldn't help asking, he didn't expect that there were 20 years of wine hidden in this restaurant.

"Not many, there are only two altars, both of which are given to you." Mrs. Mo smiled charmingly.

Xie Chunfeng felt vigilant in his heart, he didn't know the other party well enough, and the storyteller just now...

Mrs. Mo covered her mouth with a handkerchief, smiled to dispel the other party's doubts and said: "The downstairs is all made up, so there's no way you can tell the truth yourself. Can you talk to me about the Phantom Valley when you are free? ? It’s better to publish the book as soon as possible.”

Xie Chunfeng raised his peachy eyes and said, "Are you from Xuanyulou?"

Mrs. Mo said with a smile: "Xie Hongdie is my boss, and I have also been to the Unreal Valley."

"No wonder..." Xie Chunfeng was dubious.No wonder he knows some details that other people don't know, although they are regarded as artistic processing by the spectators in the building.

Mrs. Mo smiled warmly and said with a delicate face: "I came to say hello today. The main reason is that Hongdie mentioned to thank the painter. If you are interested in cooperating, you can come here to find me at any time, and I will prepare fine wine."

She didn't continue this topic anymore, and even gave the wine in advance, as if she expected Xie Chunfeng to come back to her.

The storyteller downstairs was still going on, but because Mrs. Mo interrupted and missed a passage, the content of what the storyteller said now did not attract the interest of the two people in the private room.

Gu Qingzhou took a sip of tea and said, "Xie Hongdie, is that the cousin who gave you so many story books?"

Xie Chunfeng nodded. Xie Hongdie disappeared with Xi Xue since the day the Illusion Valley was destroyed. However, it has been a week since the incident, and no one seemed to be aware of her departure, and no one asked where she had gone.

Gu Qingzhou was skeptical that the storyteller could know what happened in the Unreal Valley, but he was relieved when he saw the people from Xuanyu Tower appear and mention Xie Chunfeng's cousin. "The storyteller didn't even say a few words about you and Ye Mofan in Youhuan Valley, and it involved Sanhua Zunli's battle with Yan Guzhu again."

Xie Chunfeng smiled, how could he miss this opportunity to report Ye Mofan in front of Gu Qingzhou?

"Curiosity? Let me tell you." Xie Chunfeng leaned over and said, "Brother Ye really treated me very well in the Unreal Valley, and I also arranged Ye's house with my own hands." Xie Chunfeng used the 800-year-old The title is to show that I am close to Ye Mofan and get along very well in the Illusion Valley.But let’s forget about the two of them, thank you!

"People say that a hero is sad for a beauty, but I think a beauty is also sad for a hero. The Susu girl in the Unreal Valley is dying for Ye Mofan..."

"..." Gu Qingzhou, who knew the truth, put down his teacup with a guilty conscience.

Xie Chunfeng's science popularization is still going on, "Miss Susu is Yun Zhixian."

Gu Qingzhou reacted at this moment, he hurt each other: "When Yun Zhixian was at school with us, I remember that she seemed to be interested in you? There was a time when you got very close, and you even drew a picture of her beauty."

Xie Chunfeng covered his face and said: "But when I came back this trip, I heard that she and you..."

Why should we hurt each other?Gu Qingzhou stopped the topic and said: "She is a heartbreaker, and she approached me with malice from the very beginning. Those who said that I have something to do with her are all spreading rumors. After her identity was exposed, this kind of rumors became more and more serious. No one mentions it anymore. Rumors stop with the wise."

Xie Chunfeng stopped when enough was enough, and turned the topic back to Ye Mofan. "I didn't expect that she would hurt you so much, but she would have a relationship with Ye Mofan in the Unreal Valley, and she would die for it. Ye Mofan knew that she hurt you, but he could still have a close relationship with her. It really is... young Mu Ai, romantic and suave. .”

"..." Gu Qingzhou.

Xie Chunfeng has inexplicable hostility towards Ye Mofan, probably because of his other identity, he is destined to be a deadly enemy with the other party, right?

He took out a sachet from the badge, and the word "leaf" was embroidered on the sachet, which was enough to prove who it belonged to in the first place.

Xie Chunfeng played with taste: "Let's not talk about Yun Zhixian and Susu girl. Brother Ye treated me very well and was gentle in every way. When I left the Illusion Valley with Master, Brother Ye not only gave me his dog, but also gave me his dog. He also gave me something close to me - this is the sachet. Look!"

"..." Gu Qingzhou was speechless.So Xie Chunfeng, you suddenly asked me for something close to me as a souvenir, was it because of this moment?