Chapter 26 Flying to the Upper Middle

Sikong was completely forgetful, and finally came up with a thank you. The brush twisted the tip of the white pen, as if it was blushing, showing two blushes, and jumped back on the wooden table. Coincidentally, the square inkstone rushed back, pressed her under his body, and exclaimed angrily, "Okay! The elbow turned out, but it helped outsiders. The brush was so pressed by him that it couldn't help but hurt, and he twisted it to make a soft sound. Sikong only laughed and grabbed the inkstone. This time, he was on guard and didn't allow him to spit ink on himself and throw his hand aside. Mo Yan lay in a corner and spit out ink. He was about to get up, but he was trampled by Li An. When he wanted to take revenge, the brush jumped down in a hurry, maintained it in front of Mo Yan, and shouted anxiously, "Don't... hurt my brother!"

The relationship is between two brothers and sisters! Sikong loosened his feet, shook his head and sighed strangely, but the oil lamp on the wooden table also said, "Let me think twice about how to live?" Sikong held the wooden table and looked at the endless sky outside the door. He smiled secretly that he was afraid that he was drunk. He had a dream of yellow sorghum. When he woke up, he was still dust, the earth to the earth, and all laws were natural. He was relieved. The door of the inner room opened leisurely, and a delicate flower dragged the fine rhizome Shi Ran. At the end, he looked at a strange flower that looked like a chrysanthemum and plum that could not be named. The flower stopped under the window lattice, ignored the messy scene in the hall, and only let the moonlight passing through the window pane pour on her body, and she was happy. Then a strange color surrounded her body, and the flower straightened up. The originally slender roots gradually became full, and a delicate stamen slowly turned into an elegant face - she turned into a fairy-like woman, walking out of the painting vividly.

Sikong was dumbfounded, but the woman smiled, as if she felt that Sikong's behavior was really funny. Sikong couldn't stand it anymore. His face was as red as charcoal. He rushed into the inner room and shouted, "It's amazing. There are monsters in your room!" Su Tian lay in ** and hadn't slept yet. He closed his eyes and asked him, "Where did the monster come from?" Sikong said, "The talking inkstone, the brush, the singing oil lamp, and a running flower have turned into a beautiful woman. Isn't this a monster?" Su Tian yawned, opened his eyes and asked lazily, "Is it over?" Sikong was puzzled: "Isn't this enough?" Su Tian couldn't help saying that he stretched out his left leg slightly in mid-air, so he stretched out, and stamped Sikong out of the door: "I won't send it."

The sky is like flying in the fog. A somersault crashed into the door of the inner room, and it seemed to hit a person's arms...

Warm and soft jade.

Sikong had a dream. In his dream, he walked alone to the end of the chivalrous continent, where there was an endless sea and a blue clear sky. He walked on the shore and stepped on unknown colorful shells from time to time. The sea breeze blew, and there was only a round of sunset at the intersection of water and heaven in the distance. A flat boat floated on the water. A woman wore a hat and smiled. Everything was like a dream. He looked at the young and elegant posture and the picturesque scenery. For the first time, the teenager was tired of not knowing the sad taste. Maybe you will go with the goddess, why don't you be free? However, the woman approached, but her smile changed to anger. The bamboo penny in her hand raised high and did not hesitate to point on Sikong's forehead!

suddenly woke up and opened his sleepy eyes, but he was riding a dark object on his chest, proudly: "Haha! Do you still dare to contradict me, Lord Hui? Now you know it's awesome. Humble people, repent quickly!" It is the invincible inkstone. Sikong unnaturally squeezed out a cold smile on his face - it turned out to be you, a villain - and grabbed Lord Hui in the palm of his hand and threw it out of the door with a standard throwing javelin: "Go to hell, you!" The brush just woke up and saw that his brother had been thrown out and chased out in a hurry, but he was soon dragged all the way back by Mo Yan Ahui.

"Look at the 300 rounds of fighting with you!" Mo Yan and Ahui shouted and rushed to Li'an, not forgetting to open his teeth and claws, and spit out ink. The enemy's offensive was fierce, Sikong hurriedly dodged around, and there was chaos in the hall for a while. The idle elixir and the oil lamp on the table hid outside the house. When entangled, the door of the inner room was blown away, and a very charming voice exploded: "Everyone SHUTUP!" It's Su Tian.

This foot was pressing Sikong and Mo Yan Ahui under the door, suffering unspeakably. Sikong was furious and suddenly stood up and raised the door panel high, like a bird of prey: "Kid, come with me." Then the door was slammed at Su Tian. Su Tian's body shook, like a wave stepping, stepping on the door panel and hanging in mid-air: "Go with you? Do you want to see an official? It's boring and funny!" There was more than one expression on his face, and the door panel clung to his feet, like a huge windmill, spinning endlessly.

(Please note: This is an abnormal world. Our protagonist Su Tian is also a handsome man + cool man + savior, so he can effortlessly gather a breath of energy in the center of his feet, overcome the gravity of the planet with the principle of inertia, and use the center of the center of the foot to make the door panel do circular movements. This behavior is incredible and unreasonable, and it is quite dangerous to imitate on the earth. Students who admire it should not imitate, and strangers should not enter.)

"You are not a good boy. I'll escort you back for the boss." Sikong flew up and kicked on the door panel. He drank the wine, and the wound on his body was healed. At this moment, he kicked with all his strength, like a tiger. The door plate suddenly cracked into several pieces and fell to the ground one after another. Su Tian took advantage of his foot and fell behind Sikong.

Sikong was waiting to turn around when Su Tian suddenly put his back, put his hands on his back, took Sikong's two arms, pointed to the ground, and took a few steps to force him to go backwards. Sikong quickly stabilized and was about to bend down to throw him out, but Su Tian put him in the corner of the wall and was powerless to do it. So you are a subordinate of the old man, a member of Xiongtu Mansion? Su Tian asked him. Not bad. I joined Xiongtu Mansion three years ago, and the boss of Sikong accepted me as an adopted son and treated me with kindness. Sikong has nothing to repay, but only the effective work of dogs and horses to sacrifice his life and death for the Xiongtu mansion. But unlike some people, I can leave home for ten years regardless of the relationship between father and son. Sikong said word by word, this is exactly the purpose of his arrival.

Su Tian was unexpectedly silent for a moment and said to himself, "Lao Dou's birthday is coming soon." You still remember," Sikong replied, "I haven't seen you for ten years." Is that why you are here? Su Tian actually laughed, "You really have the potential to be a chicken woman." He let go of Sikong and walked two steps in the hall with his back. Suddenly, a cunning smile appeared on his face: "You are indeed a chick, and I don't know the details of it. Since I was born, Lao Dou's birthday has been just a tragedy - when I beat him, he likes to play pranks, and Lao Dou's birthday is an excellent occasion. Every time guests who come to congratulate him, they can't escape my hand and are teased. It's heaven without me. Sikong thought he was regretful, but he didn't expect the answer to be so unreasonable: "Is there really a person like you in the world who plays with his father's birthday? In this way, I will escort you back to pay for the birthday of a father and son's filial piety." You don't understand! The generation gap is an eternal topic in the world, and manpower cannot be violated. If I go, I will only break up unhappily. How did you, a rare honest man, enter the Xiongtu Mansion and become a member of the underworld? It's really interesting." Su Tian was not interested in Sikong's words, but asked him.

"An honest man?" Sikong's heart moved, as if he remembered something, "I'm afraid that if I, an honest man, bet with you, you can't win." What bet?" Su Tianyue found it interesting. Treasure appraisal." Sikong took out a scroll from his arms, which was given to him by a strange man in Xiongtu Mansion when he left. "I have a painting with some landscape birds and beasts on it. I don't know its origin. If you can say a famous hall, I haven't been here today. I will pat my buttocks and leave; otherwise I have to follow you." He unfolded the scroll for Su Tian to watch.

It is a splashing landscape painting, which is powerful and powerful. Su Tianduan looked at it for a long time, stroked his palm and laughed: "So it is! I think someone will guide you and know that I have a hobby of collecting treasures. Of course, I can see the mystery in this painting. As for your conditions... Ha ha, you are so interesting that you can agree. However, I accepted this painting scynicism. He brushed his fingers on the seemingly dry ink color and said, "In terms of painting, I learned the ancient style, but looking at this ink color is a new painting. It is rare that it is lifelike, just like living. Except for Lao Ge, the military division, no one will have this ability. I think you took this painting, which is also a cow chewing peony. I don't know what it tastes like, so I'll show you. However, when he saw his fingers stirring on the paper, the straight mountains and rivers in the painting suddenly rose up, reflecting the picture vividly.

Sikong felt as if he had been sent to the top of the mountain all of a sudden. He raised his eyes and looked at it. The sky was far away, and the four fields were slightly cold. Everything was subdued to his feet, and the endless spirit filled his chest. Shocked by this spectacle, he felt twice as incredible. He stroked the rocks under his feet. The thick soil was really terrible. Was he dreaming? Suddenly, the ground trembled and didn't have time to react, but it had already kicked into the air and fell into the void. A wave came and shocked Sikong, and then he found that he was in a falling waterfall, which was clearly the scene in the painting. He struggled in the water, but was washed up in the air by the waves when he fell...

He suddenly opened his eyes and was already sweating profusely. Sikong gasped hard, looked at Su Tian with a strange smile in front of him, and said, "areyoucrazy? What on earth have you done to me?"

"Of course, please enjoy the scenery in the painting!" In the face of the accusation, Su Tianru replied. He leisurely hung the scroll on the west wall, stared at it for a long time and said, "I'm afraid you still don't know that this painter is actually a master of thought. When he visited the real scene in the painting, he realized the torrent of springs and the spirit of the mountains and rivers, and used the method of psychics to refine qi in his body as ink and his thoughts as a pen, and sprinkled this unique picture of nothingness between heaven and earth. Two pen and ink. I also released its spirituality by psychic, and this painting is no longer a dead thing. Sikong was stunned, but he looked at the painting carefully, which was different from before - the ink color had faded, but it was replaced with a real scene like light and shadow. Reaching out and touch it, the mountain and stone were abrupt, its color was like soil, and the waterfall was crystal like water, tinkling sound.