Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

"Huang Captou?" An Le looked at Huang Xian, who was wearing a spring rain and rushing towards him, and was slightly stunned.

The other person looked hurried, obviously not specifically here to say hello to him.

"Mr. An, I just went to the inn and didn't find you. The waiter informed me that you were heading towards the West Lake, so I came to look for you."

Huang Captou said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he clasped his fists and said with a smile on his face: "First of all, congratulations to Mr. An, for being selected by the Lin Mansion to paint a souvenir for the young masters of the Lin Mansion who are about to go on an expedition."

"It was just a fluke that Mr. Dehua and the old lady painted the paintings, so he had the opportunity to stay in the Lin Mansion to paint."

"I would also like to thank Huang Captou for bringing me into the Lin Mansion."

Anle held an oil-paper umbrella and bent slightly to say thanks.

"Hey, it's just a little effort. It was Miss Ninth who asked me to look for Mr. An. Huang is just the guide, hahaha."

Huang Captou was thanked by An Le and was in a good mood, smiling.

"I wonder what Huang Captou is looking for?" Anle asked.

"Yes, let's get down to business. I really have something to ask Mr. An. Mr. An's paintings are named after their authenticity. I would like to ask Mr. An to make a painting."

Huang Captou said seriously.

"Painting?"

Anle was confused: "Who are you painting for?"

Huang Captou wiped his face, shook off some spring rain stains, and said: "Mr. An, to tell you the truth, Huang asked the young man to paint without permission, and was chasing a suspect for a black government official."

"The suspect doesn't have a specific appearance, but someone dictated some descriptive words, and I would like to ask Mr. An to draw the suspect's appearance using these descriptive words. Mr. An's paintings are famous for their authenticity, and they may be able to restore more of the suspect's appearance."

When Anle heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly realized that it turned out to be a wanted painting.

The difficulty is not that great. The main reason is that even if the drawing is wrong, it will not have much impact because there is no real appearance of the suspect.

But if there is a characteristic description, Anle can be sure to draw a 70-80% portrait, which will make it easier to arrest him.

Anle did not refuse. Huang Captou was kind to him, so he agreed to this request.

"Then when I leave the Lin Mansion today, I will go straight to the Hei Yamen to look for Huang Captou, and then I can paint."

Anle said with a smile.

Huang Captou couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Anle agreeing happily. He just felt that this young man could handle it.

"Huh? Mr. An, did you succeed in opening up the qi and blood?" Huang Captou noticed the hidden qi and blood in An Le's body and couldn't help but said in shock.

Because he remembered that Anle said that he had just started practicing enlightenment, and only one day later, he set foot on the first stage of physical training.

This talent is a bit demonic!

"Yesterday Madam Hua gave me a spiritual practice book, and I used it to enter the first realm."

Anle couldn't help but smile on her face. The happiness of breakthrough will only be happier if someone shares it.

"It seems that Mr. An was just slow to enlighten. He really started to practice. His talent is extremely good. It's a pity that he started late." Huang Captou felt very regretful.

The two chatted for a while, and Anle smoothly took away the last ray of time energy from Huang Captou's body.

Huang Captou, who had received the promise of An Le, was still busy with official business, so he said goodbye and left.

The spring rain is lingering in Lin'an Mansion, among the criss-crossing alleys, among the tall buildings with cornices reflecting the sun, and among the pedestrians wearing raincoats and holding umbrellas.

Anle held an oil-paper umbrella and took steps.

Stepping on the trickle of rainwater, we gradually walked towards the depths of the quiet long street.

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"An Le, a native of Chongzhou. Last autumn, he passed the Chongzhou Provincial Examination and passed the examination in La'an. He is good at poetry and painting. He has never practiced enlightenment and cannot exercise well. He is not a practitioner."

There is a towering restaurant on the side of the long street, with hexagonal double eaves, carved beams and painted pillars, and luxurious and noble decoration. It is called Zuilong Pavilion.

Lin'an Mansion has three famous towers, namely Wanghu Tower, Linhua Pavilion and Zuilong Pavilion.

Because Zuilong Pavilion is located deep in the long street and adjacent to many noble mansions, the business is quite good, and dignitaries come and go, and the wine and food are excellent, so the price is also high.

It is said that Zuilong Pavilion has a palace background, and one can even drink the fine wines available in the palace, Rose Dew and Zui Liuxia.

Liu Qingyan spent a huge amount of money to book a window seat on the third floor of Zuilong Pavilion. On the table were a stack of pork heads, a plate of fried beef, and the palace's fine wine, Zui Liuxia.

In front of Liu Qingyan, there was information about Anle.

"This young man is actually a civil servant? You want me to break the hands of a civil servant? I..."

Liu Qingyan had a dark face and a complicated mood.

I thought that this young man was just like an ordinary painter, with an ordinary identity and nothing unusual, but I never thought that he was actually a young scholar.

"But fortunately, this kid is not a practitioner, so it will be much easier to handle."

"Mr. Luo also promised me that after I finish doing my dirty work, he will arrange for me to leave Lin'an Mansion safely. I... have no choice."

Liu Qingyan sighed, the dispute between nobles and the random waves can make them unable to control themselves.

This is asking him, Liu Qingyan, to take the blame, but can he refuse?

If he refused, he would probably die faster than that young man.

He picked up the blue and white cup, squinted his eyes and took a sip of drunken Liuxia. In this sip, five taels of silver were gone.

He picked up two or three pieces of beef and looked out the window while chewing.

From this location, you can just see the Jingjiekou location.

If you want to go to Lin Mansion, you must pass through Jingjiekou. The reason why Jingjiekou is named Jingjiekou is because it is located right at the intersection of the alley where dignitaries and dignitaries live and the bustling main road.

Common people and vendors did not dare to enter the quiet streets for fear of disturbing the nobles.

And noble people rarely go to quiet streets on weekdays.

This section of the road is sparsely populated and is the best place to start.

"Mr. An, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for stealing my opportunity and disrupting the nobleman's plan..."

"What a pity, this hand that can draw a good picture."

Liu Qingyan shook his head, thinking that Anle's hand that drew a realistic sketch was about to be interrupted, he couldn't help but feel a little happy, and drank two glasses of Zui Liuxia in succession.

As a painter who can monopolize the business of painting for the girls and courtesans in the flower boats, Liu Qingyan naturally has many means. In addition to his excellent painting skills, he also colluded with gangs and raised some thugs.

Many painters who intended to steal his business suffered, either breaking their hands or sinking them into the lake with stones. Even under the most glamorous city, there will be traces of stinky rats walking. Liu Qingyan himself is a stinky rat in the guise of a master.

The nobleman came to him and asked him to make a choice, whether to repay 500 Yuanling Tongbao or interrupt Anle's painting hands.

For Liu Qingyan, there is not much meaning in choosing.

Of course, he returned to his old business and broke Anle's hands!

Although he might offend the Lin family, he would be safe with Young Master Qin protecting him.

After chewing the beef in his mouth, Liu Qingyan picked up the wine cup and glanced at the quiet street. In the continuous spring rain, a figure holding an umbrella appeared.

A person in green clothes holding an oil-paper umbrella came leisurely like a big flower blooming in the spring rain.

"I am so proud to enter the Lin family to paint and be by the Lin family."

"But soon, I will be so sad."

Liu Qingyan narrowed his eyes, a coldness flashed by, and he drank the drunken rosy clouds in the cup in one gulp.

With a snap.

The wine cup slammed on the table, and he squinted through the drizzle to watch the good show on Jing Street.

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Anle held an umbrella, and the spring rain like oil gathered into a stream, flowing between the cracks of the bluestone.

The surroundings became increasingly quiet, pedestrians gradually disappeared, and they were isolated from the noise and bustle. Deep in the quiet street were the residences of the nobles. The nobles liked quietness, so the noise was not allowed to approach.

The green clothes fluttered, and the sleeves were slightly wet by the spring rain.

As Anle walked, he was thinking about how to distribute the three strands of time and energy that he had just absorbed.

The cultivation genius Dao fruit, blessed with three strands, made Anle's cultivation talent slightly improved.

In addition, "Five Animals Body Building Exercise" and "Sword Waterfall Picture" can also bless the time and energy, but Anle has never blessed them. As for the sword dancer Dao fruit, Anle has never blessed them.

There are too many items to bless and improve.

This made him sigh lightly, or there was too little time and energy.

Today, when he entered the Lin Mansion, he must absorb more time and energy.

However, Madam Hua's time and energy cannot be plucked. It takes a day to pluck it once, which is a waste of opportunity.

Huh? !

Anle, who was immersed in thinking about how to distribute the time and energy, was suddenly startled.

The little mental power he cultivated in meditation gave him a warning! He turned his head suddenly. In a deserted alley on a quiet street, he saw three big men in short coats, covering their mouths and noses with triangular scarves of various colors, grinning at him. Breaking the hands of a weak painter was very familiar to these habitual offenders raised by Liu Qingyan. They liked to listen to the screams of those self-righteous literati. "Are you Anle?" The leading big man with a red triangular scarf asked. "Someone wants to buy your hands. If you know what's good for you, stretch out your hands for us to break, and you can avoid a beating." As the big man was talking, he rushed out of the alley. The drizzling spring rain was smashed by his body, and a misty human-shaped mist was vaguely covered! In just a few steps, he rushed to Anle's side. The huge fist was thrown out, which turned out to be the starting style of the Zhao Zu Chang Quan that was everywhere. Although there was no blood and qi to support it, it was fought in a very good way. He was looking forward to seeing the terrified and desperate face of the boy under the oil-paper umbrella, and the screams that were about to sound.

However.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the boy's eyebrows gathered, and he tilted his head as he looked at the approaching big man with a red scarf covering his mouth.

Thirteen styles of the Five Animals and Tigers!

Qi and blood circulate, and strength is generated!

It seems that there is a sound of tiger roaring in the mountains!

The spring rain on the boy's body exploded into watercolor!

The big man only felt that the weak young man in front of him suddenly turned into a colorful tiger!

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