Half an hour later, the four people were already far away from Bozhou City.
The sun is already setting in the west, and the sky is getting late.
It is now late October and the weather is getting colder.
But they were afraid that Yang Yinglong would find out that the painting had been stolen, so the four of them did not dare to delay. They kept riding their horses and whips and ran south along the post road.
After driving more than thirty miles in one breath, Zhu Renxia gave an order when he saw an abandoned temple on the roadside.
"We have left Banzhou City for more than fifty miles, and we will rest here tonight."
Hou Jie dismounted first and walked around the ruined temple with a lantern. After making sure that no one was there, he found dry wood and lit a bonfire to keep warm.
Jin Zhu took out dry food, cooked beef, and a horn wine flask from the bag, and the four of them sat around the campfire and ate while warming themselves.
"Where's the picture? Take it out and look at it?"
Zhu Renxia took a sip of wine and couldn't wait to reach out his hands to Hou Jie.
"Here it is!"
Hou Jie smiled and put his hand into his arms and took out the scroll of "Tiger and Dragon in Pan", "Mayor, please take a look."
Zhu Renxia looked through the light of the fire and saw in the picture a majestic king of beasts standing on a hill like a roaring tiger.
At the foot of it is a steep mountain. The terrain can be said to be like a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate. The peaks are steep and the name of the author Xu Wei is inscribed next to it.
"Brother Fang, see if this is the picture you dedicated to Yang Yinglong?" Zhu Renxia called Fang Jielun over to confirm.
Fang Jielun leaned his head over to take a look, nodded and said, "That's the painting."
"Bring it to me and see?"
Jinzhu took it from Zhu Renxia's hand and said, "This is my master's collection. I can tell the authenticity at a glance."
"Then you have to watch carefully!"
Zhu Renxia looked up at the sky and saw the huge face behind the stars. Tianzun was looking at him.
After Jinzhu examined it, he rolled it up carefully: "This is the "Tiger and Dragon Pan" collected by my master. In order to avoid losing it on the road, I will give it to Tianzun now."
Zhu Renxia immediately looked up to the sky: "Tianzun, my disciple has found the "Tiger and Dragon Pantu", and now I will give it to you."
"Zhu Renxia, well done!"
Zhu Changan, who was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, smiled broadly.
This is a famous painting worth 6.8 billion. Take it out of the box, and there will be two "Tiger and Dragon Pan" in the world.
One day, the picture at the Paris auction will disappear like the "Picture of Grapes", and Zhu Changan can't wait to see this scene.
When this happened, the buyer watched helplessly as the famous painting he spent 6.8 billion on was faded and damaged. Would a mouthful of old blood be sprayed on it?
Zhu Changan placed his huge palm horizontally outside the ruined temple: "Send it up."
Zhu Renxia put the scroll into Fang Jielun's hand and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, please give it to Tianzun's hands."
Although Fang Jielun and Hou Jie only stayed in Chang'an Town for one night, they already learned about Chang'an Tianzun's deeds at the wine table.
I learned that the reason why Chang'an Town is so prosperous and prosperous is that it is protected by a god called "Chang'an Tianzun".
After listening to Zhu Renxia's words, Fang Jielun was overjoyed. Being able to have close contact with the gods may bring about a great blessing. This is something that can only be wished for.
"Okay, okay... let me hand over the "Tiger and Crouching Picture" to the hands of the gods."
Fang Jielun held the picture in his hands and smiled broadly.
Zhu Renxia clasped his palms together and murmured secretly in his heart.
[Disciple believes that Tianzun can definitely hear my voice. This Fang Jielun is a guy full of evil. Yang Dali kills people, steals goods, and harms the people. It is his idea.
In order to retrieve the "Tiger Perched Picture", the disciple had no choice but to temporarily spare his life and let him lead us into Yang Yinglong's mansion. Now that the picture has been recovered, please God, please take his life! 】
"This Heavenly Lord heard it."
Zhu Changan's mind instantly received Zhu Renxia's voice, and he immediately replied: "As long as you put him in my palm, he will disappear and turn into ashes in a moment."
Zhu Renxia nodded silently and expressed his heart again.
[This disciple is not willing to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but this person is the chief culprit, and it is impossible for Chang'an Town to accept such scum. And he knew about my plan to use Yang Yinglong to eradicate Tian Zongren, so he couldn't let him go, so he had to ask Tianzun to eradicate it. 】
Anyway, except for Zhu Renxia, no one else can hear his voice, so Zhu Changan does not need to communicate with Zhu Renxia with his heart, and speaks directly.
"A man who is petty is not a gentleman, and a man who is not poisonous is not a husband. If you want to achieve great things, you must kill decisively. These scum have no need to be kind and cruel."
Fang Jielun couldn't see the palms of the "Tianzun", so he walked around in front of the temple with pictures like a blind man: "Mayor, where is the god?"
"Take two steps forward and I'll lift you up."
Zhu Renxia pushed Fang Jielun in front of Tianzun's finger, "How about it, did you touch Tianzun's finger?"
"I saw the giant palms of the gods."
When Fang Jielun opened his eyes, he saw a huge palm as big as a square lying in front of him.
"It's so big. This finger is thicker than a big tree."
Hou Jie from behind looked envious: "Why can't I see Tianzun's true form?"
"That's because you are lucky and have little luck, so I just talked to Tianzun."
Jinzhu said proudly, "Just wait, if you have a chance in the future, you will definitely be able to hear Tianzun's voice or see Tianzun's true face."
Zhu Renxia held Fang Jielun's butt and said, "I'll lift you up."
"good."
Fang Jielun agreed, and with the help of Zhu Renxia's strength, he turned over and climbed onto Tianzun's huge palm.
He looked up to the sky and saw a huge face in the sky. The stars in the sky became small and dim in front of him, not even as bright as his eyes.
"Disciple Fang Jielun pays homage to Tianzun."
Fang Jielun felt fear and joy in his heart. He knelt down on his fingers uneasily, bowed his head and kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
Zhu Changan said loudly: "You take a few steps forward and put the "Tiger and Dragon in Pan" into the palm of my hands."
"Disciple, obey."
Seeing Tianzun's kind face and kind tone, the fear in Fang Jielun's heart immediately dissipated.
He immediately stood up, held the scroll in both hands and walked to the palm of his hand. He knelt down again and put the picture down carefully: "Disciple Fang Jielun presents the picture."
Zhu Changan smiled slightly: "Very good. In recognition of your contribution to the painting, I will take you on a journey to heaven."
"That's great, thank you Tianzun!"
Fang Jielun was ecstatic and shouted to Zhu Renxia and others below, "Tianzun is going to take me to the sky to travel. I may stay in the sky and never come back."
Zhu Renxia waved goodbye with a complicated expression: "In that case, I wish Brother Fang to become an immortal as soon as possible."
As Zhu Changan raised his palm, Fang Jielun saw that the surrounding objects gradually fell to his feet.
The temple is getting smaller and smaller, the firelight is getting fainter, and the stars in the sky are getting closer...
But as the altitude continued to increase, Fang Jielun suddenly felt difficulty breathing and his whole body was burning. Only then did he feel that the sky was not so beautiful...
He wanted to ask Tianzun to put him back on the earth, but he couldn't open his mouth or make a sound...
He suddenly felt a strange chill coming from his legs, and hurriedly lowered his head, suddenly scared out of his wits.
Because he found that his feet and legs were being shattered and turning into a pool of sand, even spreading upward from his lower body, and gradually his waist and chest were turning into sand...
"The way of heaven is easy to reincarnate, who will the heaven spare? Now, on behalf of the way of heaven, I sentence you to death."
Zhu Changan aimed the magnifying glass at the palm of his left hand and took out the scroll, which looked like a matchstick under the lens.
Then he blew gently into the box, and the sand in his palm flew into the sky and fell to the earth.
"Let's go into the temple and continue drinking."
Seeing Tianzun's face disappearing into the sky, Zhu Renxia sighed with emotion and called Jinzhu and Hou Jie back to the temple.
Hou Jie's heart still couldn't calm down. He picked up the horn pot and took a sip: "Isn't this Fang Jielun really going to heaven and becoming a god?"
Zhu Renxia laughed loudly: "Brother Hou, don't worry, Tianzun is a god, and he can distinguish right from wrong. Those who have done good will be rewarded, and those who have done wrong will be punished. This is the so-called good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and if you do too much injustice, you will die."
Jin Zhu was still a little dissatisfied, and murmured while eating: "This guy has done many evil things and deserves to die. Will Tianzun be soft-hearted and spare him, and let him be a boy in front of the throne or something? In that case, this guy will be too cheap!"
"If you don't believe me, look up and see, who has God spared?" Zhu Renxia picked up half a piece of cooked beef and chewed it loudly.
Jinzhu raised his head.
Suddenly, he felt a burst of fine sand falling from the sky, and the irritability in his heart disappeared immediately, and he murmured softly: "What the mayor said is that with the divine power of the Heavenly Lord, how could he be deceived by villains? He will definitely be able to distinguish right from wrong, punish evil and promote good. "
