Zhao Bensan said quickly: "I can tell fortunes." Then he said proudly: "My fortune telling is different from others. Others rely on a mouth, but I draw it."
Zhao Buzhu on the side said proudly: "Yes, my cousin has solved many cases single-handedly."
"You were asked to speak?" Chen Anan glared at him, and then said with great interest: "Then you can do the math for me. If the calculation is good, I will waive all your rent."
When Zhao Bensan heard this, he immediately said: "Deal! What are you planning to do?"
Chen Anan thought for a while and said, "Let's figure out what Brother Zhu's future wife will look like."
"Apprentice, prepare something." Then he closed his eyes and started dancing. After dancing awkwardly for a long time, he opened his eyes and said, "I saw it!" After that, he started to draw.
After a while, he stopped writing and said with a weak look: "Please take a look."
Everyone gathered around and fell silent after seeing the person in the painting.
Chen Anan picked up the painting and praised: "Master, what a great painter! You actually painted me so beautifully."
Seeing this, Zhu Yipin corrected him: "An'an, it's not you in this painting."
Chen Anan raised his head and said coldly: "It's not me in the painting. Is there anyone else?"
Zhu Yipin quickly shook his head.
Chen Anan put the painting in his arms, smiled again and said to Zhao Bensan: "Master, I will give you your money, and I will give you an extra dish tonight. Come with me, I will clean up a room for you now." Good guest room." After saying that, he ran out.
Seeing Chen An'an leaving, Zhu Yipin grabbed Zhao Bensan and said, "What's the matter with you? Just draw An An!"
Zhao Bensan defended: "I can't help it! I see whatever I draw with my clairvoyance. Who knew Miss An An had such bad eyesight?"
Chen Anan turned around and shouted: "Master, why don't you come over here?"
Ouyang grabbed Zhao Bensan and warned: "I don't care what dirty things you and your apprentice did, if you are brought to the hospital, I will definitely make you live and die."
Zhao Bensan was frightened by Ou Yang's eyes and stuttered: "Ming, I understand. Don't worry, hero. I'm just here to visit relatives." After saying that, he stumbled towards Chen An'an.
Looking at the embarrassed Zhao Bensan, Mo Bai turned back and said with a smile: "Lao Zhu, prepare to bear An An's anger."
"how you said that?"
Ouyang smiled and said, "An An is not very educated, but she is not stupid. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is not her in the painting. How could she not see it herself?"
When Zhu Yipin heard this, he was so frightened that he cried out for help: "Ouyang, help me!"
Ouyang spread his hands and said that he was helpless.
Liu Ruoxin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Smile, after all, there is a beautiful marriage waiting for you."
Arriving at the backyard, Ouyang suddenly said: "Ruoxin, tell Wang Zhi to be careful with Zhao Bensan."
Liu Ruoxin looked confused and asked, "What do you mean? Why are my foster father and Zhao Bensan still involved?"
Ouyang looked at her and smiled slightly: "Just do as I say, and be careful with Cao Shaoqing." After that, he continued to dry the peanuts.
Liu Ruoxin looked at him and asked: "Ou, which sect are you from? Why can't I see the way out of your moves?"
Seeing Ouyang looking at her, he added: "If there are any difficulties, forget it. I'm just curious. I asked my adoptive father, and he just smiled every time."
Ouyang smiled and said: "It's not a secret, it's just that few people know about it. Do you know Bahuang?"
Liu Ruoxin nodded and said, "I've seen it in books, but it's just a few strokes."
Ouyang explained: "As early as the Song Dynasty, there were eight sects in the Jianghu, and their disciples walked around the Jianghu and acted chivalrously and righteously. Whenever someone asked, they called themselves disciples of the Bahuang, and the Bahuang gradually came from it."
"Which eight sects are those? Are you one of these sects?" Zhu Yipin's voice sounded.
Liu Ruoxin looked back and asked, "When did you come?"
Zhu Yipin chuckled and said, "I just got here, Ou Yang, hurry up and tell me." Yang Yuxuan also looked expectant.
Ouyang continued: "The eight sects are Qinchuan Taibai, Dongyue Tianxiang, Jinghu Beggar Clan, Xiangzhou Zhenwu, Bashu Tang Sect, Yanyun Shenwei, Yundian Five Poisons and Xuhai Shendao Sect."
Yang Yuxuan frowned and said, "I have only heard of the Beggar Clan and the Tang Clan, and as far as I know, the Beggar Clan is headquartered on Junshan Island."
Liu Ruoxin curled her lips and said, "Are you stupid? Ouyang even said it was the Song Dynasty. It has been more than a hundred years."
Ouyang nodded and said: "Dynasties are changing, let alone Jianghu sects."
Zhu Yipin said: "Then Ouyang, which sect are you a disciple of?"
Ouyang said: "You may not have heard of my master, his name is Feng Xiaozi. He is very knowledgeable and possesses the unique skills of several schools, while I possess the martial arts of Taibai and Tang sects."
Liu Ruoxin suddenly said: "No wonder, I asked you how you are so good at concealed weapons while you are so good at swordsmanship."
Everyone chatted for a long time, and Ouyang also talked about some secrets of the world a hundred years ago...
In the West Factory, Liu Ruoxin told Wang Zhi what everyone was talking about, focusing on Zhao Bensan.
In the following days, the number of spies in Xichang gradually increased, and some even sneaked directly into the medical clinic. It was not until Ouyang killed a few monkeys that the spies became more honest and only wandered around the medical clinic.
At Tongfu Inn, Bai Zhantang raised his eyebrows and said, "Ouyang, you cleaned up a few things yesterday, so you are not afraid of Wang Zhishen."
Ou Yang said nonchalantly: "Let him go and see if it's me or him who is unlucky." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to twist a piece of pig head meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
It's just that there may not be peace inside the medical center during this period.
In the medical clinic, Chen Anan took out the paintings from time to time to look at them, and occasionally praised them. From Ouyang's perspective, this was purely to hypnotize himself.
"That cousin of yours really has two brushes. This painting completely reflects my noble charm and cool temperament. Look at these eyes, look at the corners of my mouth. It's so beautiful that I even saw it myself. I can hardly hold it anymore." Chen Anan looked at the painting intently, with such an intoxicated look that Zhao Buzhu had no chance to speak several times.
When Zhao Buzhu finally made up his mind to speak, Zhuang Tiantian ran in and shouted: "It's not good, something bad is going to happen."
Everyone ignored him, but this guy would come and howl every now and then.
Seeing that everyone ignored him and didn't care, he continued: "I weighed myself just now. Guess what? I actually gained a pound!"
Ouyang put down the book and said helplessly: "Tian Tian, with your body, is there any difference between one more pound and one less pound?"
Zhuang Tiantian laughed when he heard this, then glanced at the painting in Chen Anan's hand, and said in surprise: "Wow, who is the beauty in this painting!"
Chen Anan raised his head and said, "Can't you see this?"
Zhuang Tiantian glanced at her and said, "My dear, don't be ridiculous. You and the person in this painting are two different people."
Chen Anan put down the painting, rolled up his sleeves and said in disbelief: "How could it not be me?"
Zhuang Tiantian shook his head and said, "Then let's compete."
