Chapter 258 I’m Sorry for You

After the monks left, Gongbo City became even more deserted than before.

Mu Nanjin, who was visiting Gongbo City for the first time, looked at the lack of festive streets and said, "Counting the days, it's almost the New Year, right?"

Guangliu said quickly: "The Chinese New Year is coming in seven days, but Gongbo City is still deserted, and there is no Chinese New Year atmosphere at all. Don't even the monks celebrate the Chinese New Year?"

"However." Jiang Xuan explained to him: "As long as we practice seclusion for more than ten or decades, it will be difficult to get together with relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year."

Mu Nanjin said to them: "They are nothing, let's live. You go prepare the New Year's goods, and I will buy red paper to write greetings to me and draw the door god."

"good."

Everyone dispersed.

Mu Nanjin bought the red paper and immediately went back to her uncle's yard to write couplets by hand.

It is easy to write couplets, just write two auspicious words and stick them on the door, but it is difficult to draw the door god.

Mu Nanjin had never painted in a serious way, so suddenly it was impossible to paint the door god, so he had to give up in the end.

Xiao Yunduo, who had been waiting for her to finish writing, asked: "Didn't you say you wanted to draw the door god? Why don't you draw it?"

Mu Nanjin said honestly: "I can't draw the door god, so I can only find someone else to draw it."

"..." Xiao Yunduo was silent for a while and then asked: "Then can you draw a dragon? It doesn't matter if you can't draw a dragon. You can also draw a suzaku."

Mu Nanjin looked at it for a moment: "I can barely draw a Q version of the dragon."

Xiao Yunduo was confused: "What is the Q version of the dragon?"

Mu Nanjin couldn't explain clearly, so he had to pick up his pen.

"Wait a minute." Xiao Yunduo conjured up a small bag out of thin air, poured some powder into the inkstone, stirred the powder and ink evenly, and then bowed to the viewing platform again and again.

Mu Nanjin asked: "What are you doing?"

"You should also bow quickly and then use your spiritual power to paint."

Mu Nanjin: "..."

Xiao Yunduo urged: "Hurry up."

Mu Nanjin bowed to the inkstone and dipped his brush in ink.

Xiao Yunduo said urgently: "Concentrate your spiritual power on the tip of the pen."

Mu Nanjin didn't know what it wanted to do, but still did as it said.

While concentrating her spiritual power, she recalled the Q version of the dragon painting method, and then started to write.

Xiao Yunduo watched as she first drew a circle, two small circles inside the circle, and two dragon whiskers under the small circles, and then drew sharp horns on her head.

The more it looked at it, the more something was wrong. It compared the picture she drew with the real dragon, and the difference was too big. In its memory, the dragon has a mighty long body, five sharp claws and huge dragon horns, but what on earth are the five short things in front of it?

Mu Nanjin put away his pen: "The painting is done."

Xiao Yunduo stared in disbelief and pointed at the painting on the red paper and asked: "This, this, this is a dragon?"

"Um."

Xiao Yunduo was so angry that she almost died on the spot: "How could the mighty Qinglong look so..."

I don’t even know how to describe it.

Mu Nanjin ignored its anger: "It's just a picture, why are you angry."

"You..." Xiao Yunduo took a deep breath to calm down. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of Hua and cried loudly: "Senior Qinglong, I'm sorry for you."

Mu Nanjin: "..."

[It’s not just a painting, it’s as grief-stricken as crying at a grave. 】

"I thought Miss Gongbo's painting skills were good, but who knew... Senior Qinglong, don't blame us. Wait until Miss Gongbo learns the craft well and then I can paint you a majestic painting."

Mu Nanjin frowned: "What was the powder you put in the inkstone just now?"

Xiao Yunduo took a breath: "It's the ashes of Senior Qinglong."

"!!!" Mu Nanjin was speechless: "How do you use ashes to paint?"

"I had my intentions, but I didn't expect your Q version of the dragon to be so..."

Xiao Yunduo didn't have the eyes to look at her painting again: "You can take it and offer it as an offering."

"Offer it?" Mu Nanjin looked at the Q version of the dragon that exuded awe-inspiring power: "It's a bit wasteful to offer it."

Xiao Yunduo jumped up angrily: "How can it be wasted? Letting you offer to Senior Qinglong is something you have learned in your previous life."

Mu Nanjin patted its head: "Don't worry, I will not only let the entire Gongbo City support it, but also let it maximize its value."

Xiao Yunduo put away her anger: "What are you going to do?"

Mu Nanjin stood up and walked out.

A quarter of an hour later, a piece of red paper was posted on the door of the uncle's house, with an unknown object drawn on it.

The gatekeeper pointed at the picture and said to everyone through the voice transmission: "Young Master has an order. Anyone who passes by or enters the uncle's house must bow respectfully to it."

These words attracted many people to watch, including many passers-by.

"What's painted on it?"

"It looks a bit like the cub of some monster beast."

"My lord, uncle, why do you want us to salute it?"

"We can't figure out the young master's affairs, so we'd better salute quickly, otherwise we don't know how the young master will punish us."

Everyone quickly saluted the painting.

The elder who came back from outside saw everyone bowing to the uncle's mansion, and asked the gatekeeper with a puzzled look: "What are they doing?"

The gatekeeper told him what Mu Nanjin had told him.

After hearing this, the great elder was furious: "This is nonsense."

He pointed at the painting and said, "It's not a god. Why do we worship it? Tear it down quickly and don't leave it here to be embarrassed."

Paintings that are neither fish nor fowl are really not elegant.

The gatekeeper shrank his head and whispered: "Young Master put this on, we dare not tear it apart, otherwise we will be punished by Young Master."

"If you don't dare to tear it apart, I will tear it apart."

The great elder strode forward, just as he was about to reach out and tear the painting apart. Suddenly, the little dragon in the painting flashed with golden light.

With a plop, the great elder couldn't control his body and knelt on the ground.

Dong dong dong——

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he kowtowed three times to the painting, breaking his head.

The great elder was also frightened, and quickly stood up and asked: "What exactly is drawn on this paper?"

The powerful coercion emanating from the paper just now made him unable to help but surrender to it. It seemed to be no ordinary painting.

The gatekeeper said: "Young Master said it was Qinglong."

The great elder's eyes widened and he raised his voice and asked, "Qinglong? The Qinglong among the four divine beasts?"

"Yes."

Great Elder: "..."

How could Qinglong look like this?

Gong Bo Nan Jin disrespected God too much.

Xiao Yunduo, who was flying high in the sky and saw this scene, said: "The painting did not fall down, which means that Senior Qinglong is satisfied with you sticking it on the door."

Mu Nanjin said quietly: "As long as you are satisfied."

Xiao Yunduo watched the elder holding his forehead as he walked into the uncle's house: "How about you draw another picture of Senior Suzaku? It just so happens that one on the left and right of the door is more symmetrical."

Mu Nanjin: "..."

Half an hour later, there was another painting on the door of the uncle's house, and there was a 'chicken' painted on it.

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