I Become A Saint By Studying

At the end of the last chapter, it was Xiao Ma who cursed...

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Jiang Liu'er blushed and said, "Brother Ma, you can't say that about me..."

"What you draw is rubbish!"

Brother Ma didn't give Jiang Liu'er a face at all, he stepped on the stool and said, "Repay the money quickly!" As he spoke, he looked at the dilapidated house, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"It's okay if you don't pay back the money, you can give me your house, and I can even make you some money... How about it?"

"Anyway, today, if you have money, you have to pay it back, and if you don't have money, you have to pay it back!"

Brother Ma's expression gradually became fierce, without any discussion at all.

"Brother Ma, this is the ancestral house, it cannot be arrived!"

Jiang Liu'er looked at Brother Ma pleadingly, he really couldn't afford the money now, and it was even more impossible for the ancestral house to repay the debt, otherwise he would have no face to see his ancestors.

"Can't make it?"

Brother Ma got angry at that time, smashed the stone table in the courtyard with one palm, and said: "Then your waist will be bruised!"

Ga Yaozi is a hard job, it is equivalent to breaking the opponent's waist and legs and making the opponent crippled.

Jiang Liu'er, an honest and humble scholar, has never heard such harsh words, and his legs are a little weak at the moment.

"Brother Ma, give me a few more days, please give me a few more days, and I will definitely repay you." Jiang Liu'er was still pleading.

"Oh~"

Brother Ma sneered, and winked at the attendant next to him. Immediately, Brother Ma's followers surrounded Jiang Liu'er, all of them looked fierce.

"no, do not want……"

Jiang Liu'er kept backing away, her eyes full of horror, feeling aggrieved in her heart: "Why, I worked hard to study and paint, kept my life clean, never did anything to hurt anyone, and did good deeds, but I was so poor?" '

'Drawing the road...is it really not possible? Is this path really impossible? '

‘Isn’t Brother Ma just because I’m practicing painting, so I don’t want to be lenient? If I practice literature, Brother Ma thinks it is very promising, and he will not call for debts at all, and will lend me more... As long as I don't pay the money, he can control me...'

Jiang Liu'er knew Ma Ge's tricks, but he had no choice.

He wants to live.

He wanted to open up a space on the painting road.

Jiang Liu'er saw Ma Ge's followers approaching, and the feeling of suffocation made him almost desperate.

But at this moment.

Over the dilapidated Jiang family's courtyard, a ray of light suddenly lit up, and then a shadow descended from the sky.

The huge movement surprised Ma Ge and others, and even Jiang Liu'er was stunned.

They stared straight at the young man wearing a holy crown and a Confucian robe in front of them, their brains were almost blank.

Saint?

A Saint that fell from the sky?

Brother Ma's expression fluctuated, but he also signaled his followers to stop quickly.

‘This is the place where Jiang’s sage lived? '

After Lin Yi Yuanshen appeared, he looked around, and he could roughly see that the situation of the Jiang family's ancestors was a bit difficult at this time.

"This is the enlightenment field of the Jiang family's sages, but the Jiang family's sages are not currently third rank Confucians..."

Lin Yi noticed something strange at this time, which was a little different from when he first met Wuwei Xiansheng.

At that time, Yue Wuwei was short of a third rank Confucian.

Lin Yi looked at several people in the field, and still recognized Jiang Liu'er, the sage of the Jiang family, but he was just a sixth rank Confucian scholar.

"At first, I thought that if I was a third-rank Confucian, I would discuss the way of painting with him. Maybe I can make some achievements in the way of painting. It's too early..."

Lin Yi sighed inwardly.

However, he came here this time without any purpose, he simply wanted to enter the spiritual realm in the Xiansheng's Enlightenment Field, to see if he could have a dialogue with the Xiansheng.

This is very interesting.

Let the ancients know whether the future changes are good or bad, and whether the future prosperity will be as the ancients wished.

Culture needs to be passed on, as long as the culture is not broken, then this nation will always stand on the earth.

Heaven and earth are immortal.

"Senior is?"

Ma Ge summoned up his courage to step forward, and bowed to Lin Yi: "Junior Ma Xiaojun, he is a child of the Ma family in Hangzhou..."

Lin Yi glanced at Ma Xiaojun.

Hangtown?

Shouldn't it be called a painting city?

But then he realized that there was a high probability that Hangcheng would be the territory of the down-and-out middle-aged man in front of him.

"Senior, Junior Jiang Liu, have met senior..." Jiang Liu also bowed to Lin Yi.

"Painting saint senior don't be polite!"

Lin Yi doesn't mind having a good relationship with the Jiang family painter, just like Yue Wuwei back then.

He hoped that this would be an opportunity for him to win over various schools of thought.

"Painting...painting saint?"

Jiang Liu'er was stunned, looking at Lin Yi in astonishment, his body trembling: "What... what do you mean? senior?"

Obviously Lin Yi is wearing a holy crown and a Confucian robe, and he is in the state of primordial spirit... He is the real Saint, why is he called a painting saint?

Brother Ma on the side was even more scared. This senior, who is like a god, calls Jiang Liuer a painting saint?

But just now he was demanding debt from the painting saint.

Cold sweat began to break out on his back and forehead, and his breathing was a little short of breath.

Lin Yi chuckled and said, "So, Junior is the first person to talk to senior?"

Lin Yi glanced at Ma Ge, and asked Jiang Liu'er, "Painting Saint senior, is this your relative?"

Jiang Liu'er was just about to speak.

Brother Ma took the lead and said, "That's right, I'm Jiang Liu'er's cousin!"

Jiang Liu'er opened her mouth slightly.

The Ma family is a wealthy and prominent family in Hangzhou, and they are very powerful in the surrounding counties and towns. They are a real family of the local emperor.

"Cousin, I told you before that when you are short of money, you tell your cousin that no matter how busy I am, I will send it to you. If the servants did not see that your life is difficult, I would have been kept in the dark by you." !"

Ma Xiaojun took out a pouch from his sleeve robe, and said, "There are hundreds of taels of silver in here, you can use it first, you need to buy all kinds of Four Treasures of the Study for painting and practice, all of them need silver, my cousin is fine I study Talent, but I am very optimistic about you, cousin..."

Jiang Liu'er was dumbfounded, and quickly shook his head, "No, no, I can't afford it..."

Ma Xiaojun said with a straight face: "Return? Cousin, are you treating your cousin as an outsider? Don't worry, you won't pay back any money!"

As the young master of the Ma family, Ma Xiaojun's ability to judge people is not in vain.

He is very clear that Lin Yi is not an ordinary person, and he also knows that the Yuan Sacred crown is not something you can wear if you want to, it is a sacred crown condensed by the rules of heaven, earth, and Tao.

In other words... this boy who fell from the sky is definitely a Saint.

Even Saint has to honor Jiang Liuer as a painting saint senior, that is to say... this person is probably from the future.

He had heard some legends that the Confucian spirit of a scholar could enter the spiritual domain and enter different historical nodes.

He knew that the legend was true and happened to be met by him.

Jiang Liu'er resisted a little, and said, "This is not good!"

Ma Xiaojun said seriously: "Cousin, are you looking down on my cousin?"

"no……"

"Isn't that enough? Don't worry about accepting it, you can chat with the senior first, and the cousin will go back first, and come to visit tomorrow..."

Ma Xiaojun accepts as soon as he sees it, and bids farewell to Jiang Liuer and Lin Yi immediately.

"Hey!"

Seeing Ma Xiaojun leave, Jiang Liuer sighed deeply.

Lin Yi wondered, "Why are seniors sighing? It's rare to have a cousin like this... But think about it, in the current state of a senior, without your cousin's support, it would be very difficult to become a saint of painting..."

"Ah? I rely on the Ma family to become a master of painting?" Jiang Liu'er was stunned, her heart beating suddenly faster.