Take a nap and laze over.

The cyan bamboo recliner is covered with a silk quilt, lying lazily on your back, the stars are sprinkled on the fair-skinned face, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo forest, empty and long, which can make the dragon's heart quiet.

Eyelashes tremble, squinting at the scenery.

When you squint, your eyes are slightly blurry, and the light between the bamboo leaves above your vision is very bright.

The dragon's tail is set aside at will, the mountain behind the temple is a good place for Qing repair, suitable for a daze, Bai Yujun has come here every day in recent days to spend time.

In a daze, he reached out and scratched at the low table next to him.

Grab the teapot and bite the spout.

Poured into the mouth violently, the tea was slightly cool after a long time, it is said that the tea is better to drink hot, and it may not be comfortable when it is cold, but Bai Yujun feels that there is no difference, and it is all gone.

Eat a bite of local pastries and flip through miscellaneous storybooks.

After half a pillar of incense......

"What nonsense. ”

Throw away the rough and broken book with rough printing quality, the story is very bizarre, the monster has a face full of who am I and where am I the kind of book after reading it, and the content is powerless to complain, for example, a dragon girl is greedy to play and go to the world to enjoy the lanterns, and was deceived by the bad guys to go to the dragon ball, and there is no power spell to crack, and it becomes a golden carp that is caught and sold and almost killed.

Although in the end was saved.

But Bai Yujun said that his little face was dazed, and the divine beast had become a carp?

Facts have proved that some stories in ancient times often hid a certain direction, and used stories to achieve goals, but in general, people's hearts were too complicated, and the ancient road was also slippery.

"Alas, since the decline of the ancient dragon clan, everyone has jumped out and stepped on two feet, and the time is also fatal~"

I thought about it.

Pick up the book, tear it up, and boil the tea leaves.

Outside the door of the ruined temple.

Hyehyun leads Little Stone and the Snake Demon Boy to prepare for a long journey.

Thinking that Bailong had nothing to do, he shouted to Bai Yujun, who was living in the back mountain.

"Lord Bai, the Jinling City Festival is famous, and it is good to go to the same fate~"

A certain Bai Gang made a pot of bamboo leaf green, and his pretty face was stunned, there is also Jinling City here? It seems that good names are popular everywhere, and there are many areas with the same name in the Honghuang Immortal Realm.

"Wait, I'll be right away~"

Cool down quickly and drink up the tea.

Qingling was busy with cultivation and didn't want to go out, the monkey was busy digging the immortal tomb with the iron ball, Bai Yujun was bored for a few days and planned to go out for a walk, anyway, he could go back and forth in seven or eight days on foot to see the prosperity of the world and the cheesiness.

Change into a coarse cloth ranger suit, wear a broken hat, and take a bamboo flute and a knife.

The super invincible combination is back in the world......

"If you want to become a high monk, you have to start from the fate, chanting sutras, meditating and participating in Zen meditation are also very important, one flower is one world, one tree is one Bodhi. ”

"Virtuous old man, it's been thousands of years, can't you change your lines?"

"Master Bai, you are impetuous. ”

“......”

"You don't need to bring a knife when you go out, and the white donor quickly puts away his magical powers. ”

"And say that I carry a knife? Isn't it to guard against thieves and beasts with a wooden stick in your hand? ”

"No, no, no, this is a Zen staff. ”

“......”

The stone road of the bamboo forest is chirping, and the bamboo rats are curious.

The scorching sun is scorching, Bai Yujun weaves a hat to the Zhuquan Temple to shade the sun and keep out the rain, sews a patch of broken monk's clothes, and a rough broken hat, which has a bit of chivalry and back-to-basics charm, and has coarse tea and light rice when hungry, and drinks water from the mountain spring when thirsty.

Spend the night in a big tree or under a bridge.

Blue starry sky with a roaring bonfire.

Hye-hyun and the small stone-baked steamed buns nibbled and ate, carefully knocking on some salt residue and sprinkling a little.

On the other side, Bai Yujun and the snake demon boy roasted pheasants, the oil flowers were fragrant, sprinkled with salt, and even the bones were left after swallowing them in one bite.

Sunset.

Small stones lie on the edge of the cliff and throw stones to play.

The shortcut road is rugged, and the sheep intestine trail is accompanied by the sun.

It inevitably rained on the way.

The white delicate paper umbrella is stretched out and suspended, blocking the rain for Bai Yujun and automatically following.

The three of Hui Xian respectively held huge lotus leaves, stepped on the lawn with open toes, rolled up their trouser legs and waded across the mountain stream, and in the stream, Hui Xian held the Zen cane around his neck and hung straw shoes on his chest......

A few days flew by in a flash.

......

Safe crossing.

Bai Yujun holds the blades of grass and looks at Jinling City.

The ancient and prosperous ancient city, the unique historical charm, even the momentum is full of cultural taste, you can enter the city after the ferry, close to the festival, visitors from all over the country come from thousands of miles, the crowd of people.

The ferryman shouted loudly and was a little hectic.

Bai Yujun raised his hat to look at the strange peaks on the other side of the ferry, and the mountain feng shui can be called beautiful mountains and clear waters.

"What kind of mountain is that?"

"Good, that is Jinshan, implying the splendid screen of the ancient city, there are ruins of the old site, a good place for outings, and there are often inscriptions of literati and ink writers. ”

"You know so much. ”

A certain Bai was surprised that Hye-hyun knew everything about the inside and outside of the city.

The old monk smiled indifferently.

"I've been there for hundreds of years. ”

Although he can cross the river by Dengping, he has no interest in casting spells, the ferry is crowded, and after thinking about it, he decided to go to Jinshan first, and then board the boat to cross the river when there are fewer people, anyway, there is no need to be anxious to play.

Walk along the river to the bottom of the mountain, the mountain is not very high, and the side of the cliff is adjacent to the water.

On the other side, the slope of the hill is slightly gentle, the scenery of ancient pine and strange stones is beautiful, the green trees cover the bricks and tiles, and the Jinshan Mountain is built in the prosperous and peaceful years, and gradually recovers the style of the past.

On both sides of the wide stone steps are small stalls with everything you need for snacks and pastries.

Take a leisurely hike up the mountain.

"There are a lot of people in front of us, let's go and see. ”

The strange combination through the crowd into the innermost, the original surrounding all the Danqing painters gathered here, to see who has the highest level, the atmosphere is warm, the actual look is lively, there are few painters, after all, in ancient times, they could afford to buy paper to paint are rich readers.

It is said that in order to compete for the opportunity to paint on the walls of the main hall, there is another big prize.

Bai Yujun shook his head after reading it.

is completely unsightly, for Bai Yujun, who can become a god with painting, the painting skills of everyone present are too ordinary, invisible and unintentional, but unfortunately they failed to meet their opponents.

Hye-hyun saw Bai Yujun and shook his head.

"Bai Shi, you will also be danqing?"

"I understand a little, I learned it back then. ”

After thinking about it, while no one was paying attention, the coarse cloth ranger turned into a plain white dress, threw away the hat, put away the straight knife, and simply combed his long hair, tied up the white cloth strips, and went to sign up for the competition.

There are big prizes.

Pick up the drawing paper and pen and ink and get ready to paint.

It is definitely difficult to sign up for wearing a Jianghu Ranger suit, the image of the industry is very important, and it is easy for people to believe that they can paint when they change their beautiful appearance, and it is very common for Miss Qianjin to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

I drew a picture of the country at random.

Even if you paint casually and with only a little real skill, it still causes a sensation.

There is no accident to get the opportunity to paint on the wall, some painters are ready to be famous for half a year, but they find that they are not as good as the daughter of the deep house, no way, the painting is indeed shocking, there is an indescribable spiritual charm......

A certain white is purely for fun and showing off.

An old man came to meet him.

"The girl is really the reincarnation of the painting fairy, the old man admires, please take the time to paint on the wall in the palace, the Jinling City Chamber of Commerce bid ten taels of gold, the painting is good, it is all the girl's. ”

There is money to be made!

In an instant, a certain white eyes flashed with golden light, a full ten taels of gold!

"If you're free, you can do it now, what do you need to paint on the wall?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, Jinshan built a temple to protect the peace of the ancient city, most of the murals have been completed, but the dragon painting is the most difficult, can the girl draw the dragon?"

"Of course, I am the only one in the world who can draw dragons. ”