Please ask the dream

Feng Xue didn't know how long he had been in jail. Although according to the previous points, it shouldn't be a too serious punishment, but he could clearly feel that his days of painting eggs would definitely not be short.

From the initial drawing of ovals to the random smearing of irregular depressions or shadows, as objects of different shapes were drawn on the prison floor, his sense of time gradually became thinner. until...

"It's almost done." The middle-aged uncle clapped his hands and pulled Feng Xue out of the state where all he could think about was drawing eggs. When he glanced around, he found the originally flat ground in front of him. , and he actually made a hole the size of a washbasin.

"Zhuo, how long have I been painting?"

Feng Xue looked at the pit with a confused face, but then she remembered that she was exploring nodes, and she calmed down again, looked up at the middle-aged uncle and said:

"What's next?"

"What's next?" The middle-aged uncle looked at Feng Xue inexplicably, and Feng Xue also looked at him inexplicably. This stare lasted for about five minutes, and the uncle finally said:

"Draw an egg and see."

Hearing this, Feng Xue stretched out her hand and drew a circle on the ground. Oh, it really looks like it.

"Isn't that enough?" The middle-aged uncle nodded with satisfaction, but Feng Xue's expression darkened——

"I want to learn freehand brushwork, not freehand eggs!"

"Won't you know if you draw something else?" The uncle rolled his eyes speechlessly. After hearing this, Feng Xue tried to draw a bunch of grapes, then a banana, and finally tried to draw a napkin, eh , are not very similar, but they are all similar.

"What's going on? I haven't practiced this before?" Probably because he had been painting eggs for too long, Feng Xue was still a little confused. When the uncle heard what he said, he could only sigh:

"The essence of freehand brushwork lies in the expression of one's own feelings. As long as you know how to express your thoughts, it will be the same no matter what you draw."

After the words fell, Feng Xue's consciousness was withdrawn from the prison and returned to the node selection interface again. However, he did not continue to explore, but immediately clicked the exit button and returned to reality.

"It looks like it hasn't been too long... Studying art has indeed reduced your sanity points... Um, wait, how is my sanity point?"

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately returned to the golden finger. Looking at the middle of the table, he saw that the san value, which was still at full value, now only had 52 points left. However, correspondingly, his freehand reached the expert level.

"Fuck, 48 deducted! That's not right! The last time I went from beginner to expert in assassination, it probably only took me more than thirty years, right? Is it because I only practiced the melee combat part last time? But this time I've been painting eggs too. ...Well, maybe there is also its own consumption?”

Feng Xue recalled the egg training that made everyone stupid, and then thought about the hole he made on the ground, and couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

"However, it is also stuck at the expert level. Is it because Longchang Enlightenment can only be promoted to the expert level? Or does it require something unique to be promoted to the grandmaster level? Or the inmates can only be educated to the expert level? Or... Is my san value not enough to go further?”

Feng Xue thought for a moment and felt that all but the third type were possible. After all, the middle-aged uncle's performance was definitely not only an expert, but also a master who was proficient in many calligraphy and painting arts at the same time.

As far as Feng Xue is concerned, the master level marked in his skill column currently includes assassination, military attack, fighting, composition and composition theory, performance, theft, puppet master, and magic.

But among them, as far as his actual experience is concerned, the only ones that can truly be regarded as masters are assassination and theft, as well as attack, combat and magic that are mentioned incidentally by these two. And these five skills, without a doubt, are all After more than ten years of polishing and mastery.

"If you encounter a strange dream in the future, maybe you can try to become an art student. While studying for the main profession, you can also practice the other two masters."

Feng Xue looked at his three skills that only had knowledge but no practical level, and this thought came to his mind. However, he quickly reorganized his thoughts that were a little confused due to the sudden drop in sanity value, and then...

He did not look at the next node, but returned to reality again, took out the cardboard, manifested a pencil, and sketched the man whose appearance he could still remember.

"If you have a chance in the future, you must check out the identity of this uncle..."

Feng Xue looked at the slightly exaggerated but charming portrait on the card and nodded with satisfaction. It wasn't that he wanted to repay a favor or anything else, it was simply an exploration of the golden finger.

A master with such profound painting skills obviously shouldn't be unknown. As long as he can get information about him, Feng Xue can use this to deduce what the clip captured by the meat pigeon of "Feng Xue and the Dream Solitary Journey" is. Originating from ancient times or even super-ancient times, it is simply a stand-alone machine made by intercepting part of the information from the dreamland.

Returning to the node selection interface, several new nodes appeared in Feng Xue's field of vision. However, what concerned Feng Xue was that among the several nodes extending from this node, several went back. In other words...

"Is this a point where you can turn back? But that's right. After you are released from prison, you can choose to continue taking risks or wander around the camp..." Feng Xue thought in her heart, but she chose the forward point without any hesitation. .

I still vividly remember the experience of trying to get magical equipment in Novice Village, only to find that the screen was full of dangerous enemies, so I naturally have to move forward bravely.

At least……

There is an [unexpected encounter].

Although Feng Xue felt that she would still have to fight 80% of the time after opening this unexpected encounter point, but she did not have a source of fear in her body. With the [Strength] card guaranteeing the combat node, of course she had to choose rare unexpected encounters as much as possible. !

The nodes slowly unfolded, and the streets with desert ethnic customs appeared in front of them again. However, what surprised Feng Xue was that standing in the screen at this time was actually the black market businessman who had accepted his [Qingyun Ancient Coin] before. .

Goldfinger did not immediately pop up the meaning of the explanation text, but directly rendered it. As Feng Xue fell into the painting, the black marketeer also regained his intelligence at this time. He motioned to his men to put the two exquisite suitcases on his In front of him, he said:

"It seems like you're doing well in there. This is what I promised you. Check it out."

"I thought I was swallowed!" Feng Xue was quite surprised by the businessman's "integrity", and his body also said the same words.

Regarding Feng Xue's outspoken suspicion, the businessman wearing a hijab just waved his hand and said:

"In this camp, everyone must abide by the rules. Adventurers have the rules of adventurers, and merchants naturally have the rules of merchants. You killed someone in the camp, so you will be imprisoned, and I accepted your money. Naturally, The goods must be delivered to you. Of course, if you die without leaving a beneficiary, that will be a different matter. "