Being Expelled From My School, I Just Want To Be Free From The World

Chen Shishi stared at the painting. There were many senior brothers and sisters in Qingyun Sect who were masters of calligraphy and painting. The paintings had their own charm and were extraordinary.

He was just taking a look around out of boredom, but he was deeply attracted by this painting.

He held his breath unconsciously.

Seeing a painting is like seeing a person. The humanity that created this painting is so profound that it is difficult to fathom.

The shop owner can only vaguely feel the artistic conception of the painting.

But Chen Shishi is a practitioner. His spiritual consciousness is far beyond what ordinary people can compare with, and he is immersed in it at a glance.

Green mountains and green waters appeared before my eyes, and the melodious sound of the guqin echoed in my ears.

He seemed to be in an ancient world and felt a power that transcended time and space...

After a long time, Chen Shisi came back to his senses and said in a deep voice.

"Seller, how do you sell this painting?"

The shopkeeper grinned and said, "My guest also thinks this painting is good. To be honest, everyone who comes to my shop these days says so."

Chen Shishi saw that the other party did not answer his question, so he asked again: "How can I sell this painting?"

"This is not for sale. I'm sorry, sir. I still want to keep this painting for myself."

On the one hand, the store owner had a vague feeling that the person who left the painting before might be a famous artist.

wrong! It must be some famous person he doesn't know.

I passed by this place by chance, and accidentally left myself a painting.

If you sell it at a low price, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

This is as valuable as a family heirloom.

On the other hand, he himself did not appreciate it enough, and even if someone paid a high price, he would not be willing to part with it.

Chen Shishi frowned slightly, the person who could create this painting must have great spiritual practice.

So, he asked the store owner about the detailed origin of the painting.

After learning that someone had exchanged the painting for some scattered silver, his frown deepened.

"Seller, you set a price and I won't counter-offer."

In Chen Shishi's opinion, if this painting is left in the hands of the shopkeeper, it will at best be exchanged for some money and wasted.

"Sir, this painting is really not for sale..."

"Two hundred taels."

The store owner's expression froze slightly.

Although it is a prosperous age, the annual ration for an ordinary family of five is only ten taels of silver.

Although this painting is worth admiring, it has neither a signature nor a seal.

In such a small town, if you try to sell two hundred taels, you will definitely be regarded as having a mental problem.

"Three hundred taels." Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Chen Shishi added another hundred taels unhurriedly.

The corner of the store owner's mouth twitched, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

"this....."

However, the businessman's instinct told him that as long as he didn't let go, the price could still rise.

He forced himself to calm down and said, "My guest, three hundred taels..."

He deliberately didn't say anything further.

Chen Shisi said without hesitation, "Five hundred taels."

The store owner was shocked again, and finally couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay! Deal, deal.

However, I have a condition, I want to copy it one last time. "

The store is located in a small town, and its calligraphy and painting skills are ranked high.

"Can."

After a long time, the shopkeeper looked at the work he had copied and couldn't help but frown.

There are too many differences.

Without saying a word, Chen Shishi took out a pen from the pen holder, took a breath, put the pen tip on the paper, and began to draw the first stroke.

"well!"

A smile appeared on the shopkeeper's face. In his opinion, the two paintings in front of him were almost the same.

But in Chen Shishi's eyes, the two paintings were completely different.

After paying the money readily, Chen Shishi took away the landscape painting.

"Sir, your painting."

The shop owner took the painting copied by Chen Shishi and chased him out.

Chen Shisi waved his hand and said calmly: "I'll give it to you."

The shopkeeper opened his mouth and returned to the shop with the painting in hand with a smile on his face.

In his eyes, there was basically no difference between the two paintings, and he got five hundred taels of silver for nothing. It was like pie in the sky.

Back at the inn, the more Chen Shishi looked at the painting, the more amazing he felt.

He suddenly remembered that Senior Sister Mo Zhu loved landscape paintings, and there were many similar landscape paintings in the room.

Chen Shishi's foundation in landscape painting was also trained by his senior sister.

It seems that the painting did not take long to complete, and the painting has not yet been signed.

A bold idea suddenly popped into Chen Shishi's mind, and his impulse made him put it into practice quickly.

...........

"Sister, why did Xiong Tiansong defect from the sect in the first place?"

Chen Shishi invited his senior sister into his room on the pretext of practicing.

The painting has been arranged in advance, and the frame is removed to reveal the rice paper inside.

It was laid flat on the table, with pen and ink placed beside it.

Create the illusion that you have just finished painting not long ago.

Chen Shisi felt a little uneasy, but when he thought of his senior sister's expression of praising him after seeing the painting, he was full of expectations.

After a while, under Chen Shishi's deliberate guidance.

Mo Zhu noticed the paintings on the table, "Fourteen, why do you have the leisure to paint?"

"On a whim, I was thinking of letting Senior Sister take a look..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Shisi noticed something was wrong with Mo Zhu's expression.

His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Mo Zhu was silent for a moment, "Where did this painting come from?"

Chen Shisi didn't dare to lie and said truthfully: "I bought it from a shop that sells the Four Treasures of the Study."

Mo Zhu stood up suddenly, a flash of light flashed on his wrist, and the bracelet on his wrist suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew out.

"呛啷啷" instantly turned into a sword.

Mo Zhu naturally recognized that this was a painting by Li Xuanxiao.

Senior brother once swore that he would only pass down ten paintings to the world in his lifetime.

The senior brother's first painting was given to the demon sect witch, and later the demon sect was destroyed.

The demon girl was killed by her senior brother, but the painting was missing.

Mo Zhu had never seen the painting, but he knew about it and recognized his senior brother's handwriting.

So, I immediately thought that there were remnants of the Demon Cult absconding here.

Chen Shishi was completely confused when he saw his senior sister's appearance.

I was afraid that my senior sister would misunderstand something, so I hurriedly told the whole story from beginning to end.

Including what the shop owner said about the origin of the painting.

After listening to Chen Shishi's explanation, Mo Zhu's slightly frowning eyebrows relaxed.

Senior brother once passed by here...

He even gave away a painting in exchange for some money.

You must know that the eldest princess of Beimang wanted to beg her senior brother for a painting to seek life and death.

Emperor Beimang loved his daughter very much and offered her a sky-high price, but he was rejected by his senior brother.

Now the senior brother casually gave his painting to a shop owner in the city.

Senior brother has changed, senior brother has really changed a lot, which makes her a little unfamiliar.

Chen Shisi looked at his senior sister's uncertain expression and lowered his head guiltily, regretting that he had been blinded by lard.

How dare you use this stupid method to please your senior sister.

This painting must have been recognized by the senior sister as being done by someone familiar.

I should have thought of it earlier. Senior sister has been famous for a long time and has many friends.

The person who can do this painting is not an ordinary person. It is very possible to meet the senior sister.