Practice starts with skill points

"Da Linzi is here, let's go out for a drink at night?"

"Da Linzi, come, this is the meat buns steamed this morning this morning.

"Brother Zhong, I have practiced" Tie Mountain Gong "to give you pointers."

In the morning, Zhong Lin had just walked into the gate, and those who were caught were surrounded by them. Some were sent to buns, some were burned, and he had to point out his martial arts.

That popularity is simply good. If you don't know, do you think he is the son of the master in this gate!

In fact, this situation only appeared three days ago, and Zhong Lin was just a small transparency before.

The identity of the painter of the Yamen is more reliable. It belongs to the staff of the editor. It is already possible to say hello.

Until one time in the yamen organization, the location of the organization was the warm wind tower, that is, the first time Zhong Lin painted the unsuccessful green building.

The Qinglou place only looks at one thing, that is, the silver. Although these people in the yamen are not short of silver, they have not been able to spend a lot of money in the warm incense building. When you come here, you can drink and drink. I can't help but go to Tianxianglou in another street. It is cheap there.

Zhong Lin was pulled over as a foreign staff and was arranged in a corner.

Coincidentally, Zhong Lin met Xiao Xue, and was invited to the room of Yanluo Girl. The key was that he had not returned overnight.

On the second day, Zhong Lin's name spread throughout the gate. You must know that at least twenty or two silver in the guest who wants to be a girl who wants to be a girl to be smoke, and it may not be able to enter.

Later, everyone knew that Zhong Lin had no money at all, and the girl Yanluo poured it to the silver. The key was played for one night.

What's this?

This is a god!

This was nothing. Everyone also knew that Zhong Lin's paintings were extraordinarily extraordinary. The characters of the paintings seemed to be able to survive. Normally many people came to ask him for painting, only to think that the girl of Yanluo was just for painting.

But who knows that Zhong Lin went the next day, and also brought Lao Zhou in the gate, the old catch in the coffin was fast.

According to Lao Zhou's return, he was happy for one night in the warm incense building that night, and the key was that he did not pay.

This is exciting. For a while, the entire yamen knows that the artist Zhong Lin has a white magic skills. He can visit the kiln and not give money.

Zhong Lin smiled at the enthusiastic crowd, but the smile on his face when he first came to Chi Yan was a little faded.

"Brother Chi, early!"

Chi Yan seemed to have nothing to happen, and still smiled and said: "It's early, Xue's head is back, waiting for you in it!"

Zhong Lin heard the words for a moment, Xue Tou? wait for me?

Zhong Lin, the head of this martial arts Liupin Qiqi, is also very curious, but has never seen him since joining the gate. It is said that he went to the county to do business. I did not expect to return suddenly today. Essence

Zhong Lin didn't dare to neglect and nodded, "I'm going here."

Ignoring Chi Yan, Zhong Lin stepped into the lobby, and was on the left and right sides of the Tai Shi chair on both sides. The person on the left was Du County, who was familiar with Zhong Lin, and a man in his thirties on the right. Wearing a black cloud suit, heavy face, sharp eyes, and a heavy sword marks at the eyebrows, which makes people look awesome.

If it is not surprising, this should be Xue Zheng, the total capture of everyone.

Behind Xue Zheng, he was still familiar with Zhong Lin, and it was the "old side" who almost scared him that day.

Zhong Lin stepped forward and arched the handle ritual: "I have seen the county captain, and I have seen the total catch."

Du County did not speak, and he was still moving his tea slowly.

It was always the head of the head of the head of the tea cup, and looked at Zhong Lin with a look up and down.

"Are you Zhong Lin?"

"It's down."

"You painted this painting?"

The "Old Fang" on the side consciously showed the portrait in his hand, and it was the Jiangyang big stolen single dragon.

"yes."

"The painting is good. I thought that the painter who had such a painting was an old craftsman. I didn't expect you to be so young." Said Xue Zheng, the total catch.

"Total to catch the prize."

"But the prize, you can afford it, I heard that you can listen to the description in other people to paint?"

"Yes, what is the general command?" Zhong Lin asked.

"For my frame portrait."

Xue Zheng waved his hand, and Zhong Lin also found that at this time he was ready to prepare tools such as pen and ink and paper.

"yes."

Zhong Lin naturally walked over and sat down. Isn't this his job!

"This person is about thirty years old, male, thin cheeks, slender eyes ..."

With Xue Zheng's complaint, the image of a middle -aged man was in Zhonglin's mind.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

After Xu Yan, Zhong Lin picked up the brush, but the image of Yixi incense appeared on the paper. The man's eyebrows were narrow, his eyes were fierce, and there was a scar from his eyebrows to his chin. Essence

Zhong Lin was a breath of painting and blowing the ink on it.

The moment when Xue was always seeing this painting, it was also a god, and then praised: "It's really lifelike, portrayed, good."

"As long as the chief constable is satisfied."

"Yeah, by the way, Shan Wenlong ran away. You should be more careful during this period."

Xue Zheng took a sip from the teacup and said faintly.

What?

Zhong Lin looked up at the chief constable suddenly, his face full of astonishment.

"Go down!"

"Yes."

Zhong Lin's face was full of gloom when he walked out of the hall, and the "Old Fang" in his heart kept cursing.

What a waste, so many people surrounded him and still let Shan Wenlong run away.

In theory, Shan Wenlong's escape had nothing to do with Zhong Lin, but the problem was that the portrait of Shan Wenlong was painted by Zhong Lin, and it was painted so like.

Why do you think Zhong Lin was able to join the government so easily?

Because the previous painter was retaliated by a fugitive, and he came to the door and killed the whole family.

Although the painter was just a painter, those criminals didn't care so much, and some mentally ill ones really came to retaliate against the painter.

There were also cases of revenge against the "executioner" before.

No one can guarantee whether Shan Wenlong is crazy or not? Will he retaliate against the painter? Therefore, the chief constable only reminded Zhong Lin to be careful, after all, there have been such cases before.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhong Lin cursed in his heart and turned to walk towards the file room. He wanted to find out the details of Shan Wenlong first.