(God's perspective)
Taoist priest Chengyun had no way to answer Lu Hongchen's words. How would he evaluate these paintings?
No matter whether he calls the painting beautiful or vulgar, eventually this crazy guy in front of him will tear up a painting here.
Even if the hand stretched out from the painting does not belong to Ajin's child, it is still alive.
He didn't want to kill them because of his comments.
[It seems you don’t want to comment on this painting at all? 】
Lu Hongchen's hand tightly grasped the edge of the painting.
At this time, Taoist Master Chengyun felt the outstretched hand grabbing him even more.
It was as if he was begging Taoist Master Chengyun to evaluate it.
Priest Chengyun gritted his teeth, thinking about how to talk to this crazy painter.
[Looks like another failure...]
Just when Lu Hongchen was about to tear up the painting, Taoist Master Chengyun spoke.
"Wait a moment."
【how? Feeling sorry for them? 】
"No, it's just that I found that there is something missing in these paintings of yours. As long as you add that little something, the painting here will become more perfect without these paintings."
Taoist priest Chengyun admitted that he was willing to take a gamble.
This time, he happened to bet correctly.
[How did you see that they were missing something! So what are they missing? Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly! 】
Lu Hongchen was very concerned about the perfect completion of his work, and he really wanted someone to give him advice. But these pedantic people will only comment on the beauty and ugliness of his paintings!
Although he let go of the paintings, he became even more hysterical about Taoist Master Chengyun.
"You ask them to let me go first, and I will tell you what you are missing."
Taoist Master Chengyun waited for the opportunity to leave, but he had a hunch that this Lu Hongchen was not someone who could be easily deceived.
【Okay, I'll let you go...】
Lu Hongchen raised his hand as if he was about to let go of Taoist Chengyun, but he laughed complacently again.
The smile on that inhuman face was simply eerie. Ever since that time, Taoist priest Chengyun disliked dolls and the like.
[Hahahahahahaha, do you think I will fall into your trap and let you go and then kill me? Don’t dream...]
Bang——
Before Lu Hongchen could finish speaking, he received a heavy blow on the back of his head.
Lu Hongchen fell down before he could stand firmly.
Nan Jiao stood behind Lu Hongchen holding a blood-colored inkstone and breathing rapidly.
"You woman..."
Taoist Master Chengyun felt a hand loosen from his body, and he immediately determined which painting belonged to A Jin. Then he also determined the position of the good friend Nan Jiao mentioned.
[Damn it, you woman, if you had known, I would have drawn you into the painting just now! Damn it! 】
Lu Hongchen took out a writing brush made of iron and poked Nan Jiao.
Nan Jiao also subconsciously used the blood-colored inkstone to resist.
Maybe it was because the bloody inkstone was stained with Lu Hongchen's blood, so Lu Hongchen's head was turning into paint bit by bit.
Although the first blow was resisted by Nan Jiao, she was still a weak woman and could not compete with this crazy man.
Lu Hongchen once again raised his pen to stab Nan Jiao.
As a result, as soon as Taoist Master Chengyun let go of his hand, he reached over and grabbed Lu Hongchen's hand.
Then the other hands let go of Taoist Chengyun, and they all grabbed Lu Hongchen one after another.
【you! These losers! Do you want to rebel? I'm going to tear you apart! Tear them all up! 】
After Taoist Master Chengyun left, he quickly set up a magic circle in Lu Hongchen.
Unexpectedly, Lu Hongchen was so angry that he threw the iron brush in his hand towards Nan Jiao.
Nan Jiao subconsciously hit Lu Hongchen with the bloody inkstone in her hand.
As a result, the inkstone did not hit the pen. Fortunately, Taoist priest Chengyun used a fan to fly the pen in time.
It's just that the bloody inkstone has been thrown at Lu Hongchen's feet.
[You all collaborate to deny my paintings! And you losers, go to hell! 】
Lu Hongchen squatted on the ground and swallowed the bloody inkstone into his stomach in a gesture that ordinary people could not accomplish.
Nan Jiao was so frightened that she forgot to scream.
Taoist Priest Chengyun attacked directly without hesitation, but he missed.
"What?"
Taoist priest Chengyun saw a layer of sticky paint clinging to his fan, and then Lu Hongchen's adult appearance turned into a squirming monster.
Just like some paint was mixed in the water, the blood-colored inkstone was glowing in the center of the puddle of water.
The hands that restrained Lu Hongchen just now were also bounced back into the painting.
Lu Hongchen, who had turned into a monster, overwhelmed the pictures of beauties, and the women in the pictures turned into paint and were absorbed by him.
Nan Jiao panicked and called out the names of Ah Jin and her friend while searching among the pictures of beauties on the ground.
【Go to hell! ! ! 】
The monster attacked Nan Jiao first. Taoist priest Chengyun also activated the formation just now and then used a fan to fan the strong wind to temporarily repel the monster.
Nan Jiao also found Ah Jin and her friend at this time.
"It seems that the only way to save them is to rely on the inkstone inside the monster."
When Taoist Master Chengyun was worrying about how to defeat the monster and obtain the inkstone to save people, he discovered that once the monster here is stained with blank rice paper, its size will be slightly reduced, but if it is stained with paper with pictures, its size will increase. a little.
Then Taoist Master Chengyun knew the weakness of this monster.
He used a fan to blow all the blank rice papers in the room, and then spread them out in every corner of the house.
【Do you think you can defeat me like this? You pedantic guys, you people who don’t know how to appreciate it! ! ! 】
The monster attacked again. Taoist priest Chengyun dodged while using his fan to push the monster onto the blank rice paper again and again.
Once the rice paper is stained with paint, it will burn, and soon the entire forest cabin is ablaze.
The monster's figure has also become much smaller, from the height of a room to the size that can completely wrap the inkstone.
【not enough! not enough! ! Not enough! ! 】
The bloody inkstone emitted a strange red light because of Lu Hongchen's resentment, and then it rushed straight towards Taoist Priest Chengyun.
Taoist Priest Chengyun's self-assured defense was broken, and the monster's attack took effect.
One side of Chengyun Dao's long waist was penetrated, and half of his body instantly became like dark ink.
The monster became a little bigger because of the little flesh and blood on Taoist Chengyun's body, and it was even more excited to attack again.
Taoist Master Chengyun was about to take precautions when Nan Jiao rushed over and took the hit for him.
Nan Jiao's body quickly turned dark.
Before Taoist Master Chengyun could help Nan Jiao who fell down, Nan Jiao's body quickly turned into a puddle of ink and splashed on the ground.
how so? how come? Why do you want to protect me? Why do you have to protect me even if you die?
Although Taoist Priest Chengyun was talking about Nan Jiao, there were still some shadows of his mother in his mind.
After Taoist Master Chengyun completely cleared his mind, he already held the bloody inkstone in his hand.
And the monster transformed by the crazy painter has been eliminated by him.
But Taoist Master Chengyun still didn't understand that he should be the one protecting people. Why did Nan Jiao come to save him...
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