Mistakenly Saving the Villain - Chapter 92

Bai Zihao decided to stay simple and try his best to avoid trouble.

He observed for a few days, ordered firewood, rice, oil and salt from the villagers, delivered the door every seven days, and then closed the door to live his life. During the day, he sat at the window and listened to the school next door. After sitting for the whole day, he went to the well to fetch water at night. , And then go to the kitchen to make some simple meals, without causing any trouble…

It’s also funny. He used to think about how to serve Jin Feizhen every day. He was very tired. Now that he is quiet, he is a little unaccustomed to it. He always feels empty, don’t know what to do, and a little lonely, when he is lonely. I can’t help thinking about a lot of things, and many people cry again when they think about it.

Bai Zihao hasn’t been lonely for long. Kong Muhua from the house next door always comes to play with him. Whenever he shows that he is not interested, Kong Muhua can cry aggrievedly. The pear blossoms bring rain, which is extremely pitiful. He couldn’t bear the little girl crying and did a lot of strange things inexplicably.

Kong Muhua: “Brother Zihao, there are a lot of weeds in your yard, let’s clean up the grapes.”

After Bai Zihao refused once, he tried hard to weed the grass, set up a grape rack, and installed a swing under the grape rack.

Kong Muhua: “Brother Zihao, your yard is so big, let’s dig a pond so that we can shine a shadow on the water.”

After Bai Zihao refused twice, he studied how to dig the pond and planted two red lotus trees in it.

Kong Muhua: “Brother Zihao, I want to embroider a veil of begonia flowers, please draw me a pattern.”

Bai Zihao refused three times, and finally found a pen and paper, and drew a lot of sheets in front of the desk for him to choose. He has tried hard to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, but everyone says that he has no talent, too much craftsmanship, lack of vigor in calligraphy, easy to be weak when playing chess, but the art of piano is good and the **** is correct, but there is no emotion in it…

“I didn’t paint well,” Bai Zihao stopped, looked at the Haitang he drew, and apologized, “I’m not good at doing this. If you don’t like it, you will lose it. It’s okay…”

He had never done anything that Jin Feizhen would approve of. He was also stupid and always made mistakes. Apart from his beauty and body, he had nothing to tell. With such a lofty status as Jin Feizhen, he lowered his honor to the princes, did not choose those outstanding immortal ladies, but chose a useless man like him to be a Taoist couple, and also solved the seal of acacia, using various precious beauty-preserving medicines to control He should be grateful for his body shape and maintaining his beauty…

“Huh?” Kong Muhua raised his head in surprise, took the paintings, and took a few more glances, not daring to say anything, “You paint very well! Very beautiful, I think it is better than the painting by Master Wu! I want it! Take it back and embroider it well and make a skirt.”

Bai Zihao’s face blushed because of his praise: “Don’t talk nonsense, it will make people laugh. You have never seen the picture of a hundred ghosts drawn by Master Wu. It is an iron-painted silver hook with a shocking pen and pen. It is extremely wonderful…”

Kong Muhua carefully collected the Haitang map, and said with a serious tone: “Of course I have seen Master Wu’s paintings. They are all ghosts dancing in ink, black lacquer, and Wu Tuan Tuan. He drew the “Peacock Conquering the Devil”. The peacock eyes stare like brass bells, so ugly! If it weren’t for him, I’ll have to find him…The begonia you painted is beautiful, and I want to embroider it on the skirt. I don’t see it every day.”

“The Peacock Conquering the Devil” is the pinnacle of Master Wu’s work. The original manuscript is missing. There are many imitations and fakes on the market.

Bai Zihao felt that Kong Muhua had never studied calligraphy and painting, and did not understand the secrets. He should have seen bad quality fakes at the calligraphy and painting shops in the city, so he felt that he painted well. However, Kong Muhua’s sincere flattery made him very happy. He felt that he painted neatly, suitable for embroidering, and was alone at home. After all, he wanted something to relieve loneliness, so as not to think about it, so he did various paintings in his spare time. All kinds of flowers and birds.

Kong Muhua looked at a picture and exaggerated one, changed his tricks, and almost finished all the good words on the market. Finally, he looked at the crane picture and suddenly aggrieved: “Brother Zihao, why don’t you paint a peacock? Don’t you like it?”

Bai Zihao explained: “I like peacocks on the screen, colorful, elegant and luxurious, but it is very difficult to paint. If there is no real object, I would not dare to write.”

After hearing this, Kong Muhua suddenly became shy, her ears were a little red, and she twisted and said for a long time: “So you like to watch the opening screen?”

Bai Zihao was inexplicable: “Well, I like it.”

Kong Muhua thought for a while and suggested with a grin: “There is a Jinghu Lake in Nanshan with beautiful scenery. I have seen peacocks infested. You can go and relax. Maybe you will meet a beautiful peacock and dance to you.”

Nanshan is not far away and there are not many people. Now the mountains are full of flowers, you can paint and pick up the scenery, and you can also pick some fruit or mushrooms on the mountain. The monks who built the foundation of the Dzogchen are not afraid of the poisonous snakes and beasts on the mountain. It will not take much time to go back and forth.

Kong Muhua persuaded and persuaded, Bai Zihao thought for two days, and finally moved on, and set off.

Jinghu Lake is a lake in the mountains, calm and waveless, like a bright mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in it, the grass and trees, butterflies chasing, the rabbits have their long ears, and the breath of spring is everywhere.

Bai Zihao looked at such a beautiful scenery, and his mood opened up a lot. He sat on the grass casually, took out pen and paper, and tried to draw egrets and cranes drinking water by the lake. He hesitated in his pen, but he thought that his painting was not good. There will be no criticism, and the brushwork will gradually become free and easy.

Suddenly, both the crane and the egret flew away.

A rare golden peacock fell in the sky. It stood by the mirror lake, facing the reflection, shaking its wings, and then carefully sorted out the golden feathers with colorful streamers, and finally turned around and opened a huge towards Bai Zihao The tail screen slowly turned into the most luxurious palace fan, each marking with a special color, shining brightly in the bright sunshine.

It trembled with its tail screen, stepped briskly, and performed various dances by the lake.

Even in the Jinfeng Villa where rare and exotic animals gather, there has never been such a beautiful peacock.

Bai Zihao carefully held his breath, lest he could scare away the beautiful creature that was bred by the heaven and the earth. He quickly painted the scenery of the peacock dance on paper, one after another. Fortunately, the golden peacock stayed by the lake for a long time. After he finished painting almost, he spread his wings and flew away. .

Such an encounter is as beautiful as a dream.

He returned to the house happily, then calmed down and concentrated on drawing. He learned the fine brushwork, which required a lot of patience. First, he sketched the lines and then rendered them layer by layer with light ink. Each time he finished rendering, he had to dry it. Repeatedly, after about dozens of times, the ink-colored peacock was obtained with distinct layers, and then various colors were rendered layer by layer, and finally the golden line was used to make the finishing touch with the ink.

It took him more than half a year to finally draw a magnificent picture of a peacock. Although there are still many gaps between the paintings of famous artists, it is already the most satisfactory painting he has painted. During the period, Kong Muhua often ran to see and praised it time and time again. His eyes were full of expectation. After the painting was completed, he happily turned around like a peacock.

The works you like should be given to those who appreciate it.

Bai Zihao gave this peacock picture to Kong Muhua as a thank you for this period of time.

Kong Muhua was so happy that he almost ignored the suspicion of men and women, and rushed to hug him.

Bai Zihao hurriedly stopped the abrupt move. He realized that the two of them had walked too close during this period. Although there seemed to be no gossip in the village, he should avoid the other side’s thoughts. It’s time to tell about his marriage long ago, but… he was really ashamed to tell others that he was not a wife, but the one who married, so he dragged on for a long time, and said vaguely: “I’m actually a monk. There is a Taoist couple and they need to keep their chastity.”

Kong Muhua looked at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled: “You are a lie, I heard that the monks have the seal of the Taoist couple, you let me see, I will believe you!”

Bai Zihao had no choice but to gently pull down the neckline a little, revealing the dark red three-petal diamond flower mark on the collarbone, and then quickly closed it.

Kong Muhua glanced at it, her face turned cold.

There are several types of Taoist seals in the world of immortality. Normal marriages will choose soul or body seals that both parties cannot eliminate. Only when marrying Taoists with a low status will use this Linghua seal. If Jin Feizhen reconnects with others, and the branded Taoist seal is more advanced, it means that Bai Zihao will become a concubine room.

Bai Zihao knew what the Linghua seal symbolized, but he didn’t dare to ask. Jin Feiyu said that it was very difficult for the distracting powers to agree to marry him. Moreover, he likes to be stubborn, shameless, and he will get mad when he is touched by a man. Even if he is treated roughly, he will have desires… If he doesn’t marry Jin Feiyu, who can tolerate a spouse with such a low body?

These pains were ashamed to speak, he couldn’t tell anyone.

Kong Muhua knew it. He was so angry that he almost erected his tail. He decided to fly back to the top of the immortal at night, go to the torture room to grab the fun of the gods, and then give the scum some more, such as a pot of ants, ant punishment… In addition, complain to the gods, why do you have to play a child? It is inconvenient for him to want to use fox charms and put a green hat on the scum.

Bai Zihao didn’t want his emotions to affect others, and said with a smile: “You are still young and don’t understand this.”

Kong Muhua said angrily: “I am not young anymore.” A peacock who has lived for thousands of years.

Bai Zihao continued to sit down and paint, although he was still gentle, but with a slight estrangement.

Kong Muhua walked around for a few times but didn’t find a chance to act like a baby. He had to leave obediently, and disappeared for several days. After not knowing what he had done, he returned contentedly, and then gave Bai Zihao a golden peacock tail feather.

Bai Zihao was stunned.

Kong Muhua grinned: “I picked it up before and gave it to you. Thank you for sending me the painting.”

Bai Zihao hesitated to not know whether to accept it, but as soon as he showed a little rejection, the other party’s tears were about to come down again, and he had to accept it.

Kong Muhua mysteriously exhorted: “It’s very precious, you must take good care of it.”

Bai Zihao smiled and said, “I will cherish it.”

“If you like it, I will give you the whole peacock to sleep, and make a quilt for you with a beautiful tail. It’s very comfortable,” Kong Muhua suddenly leaned in and spoke softly in his ear, his eyes became mature and his lips were red. It brings out the charm of ecstasy, and the voice is a little coquettish, “He can also show you the dance on the screen every day…”

Bai Zihao’s ears were red because of him, and his heartbeat was a little fast, so he hurried back.

Kong Muhua had already sat back, playing with the red string on the braid, his face was innocent and romantic, as if he didn’t understand anything.

Bai Zihao rubbed his eyes, feeling that he had made a mistake.

Did he stay in Jinfeng Villa for a long time and was affected by animals?