Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 69: Traveling

　　 Chen Xiuxiu's sleep has improved under Chen Guhong's concern and relief, but it has not improved fundamentally. Fortunately, in August, a friend from afar replied and brought two paintings.

　　 These two paintings depict two generals, a ring-headed leopard head, a tiger-backed waist, a three-pointed two-bladed gun, a tiger-headed shoulder armor, golden boots under his feet, and a red embroidered robe.

　　 The general's eyes stared, like a white tiger killing a god, with a murderous intent.

　　 A slightly peaceful face, a slight smile, exuding an elegant atmosphere, but he was dressed in a red robe with golden armor, a unicorn carved on his helmet, golden boots on his feet, a sword on his chest, and his eyes were piercing. Confucian generals.

　　 Zheng Chong’s paintings are lifelike.

　　 Moreover, Chen Guhong had a premonition of a faint demonic air in the painting, as weak as a lingering wind, it failed to form and did not dissipate.

　　 "He is really close to that level when he paints. I am not surprised that he can paint a demon at any time." Gao Zhuang was shocked when he saw it.

　　"He was born in a poor family and was born weak. He made good paintings, but he didn't sell money for a living. He thought the paintings were gifts between friends, and he was very stalwart. Now that the paintings are formed, he is the first-class figure of the gods. From then on. Soaring into the sky, the world draws immortals." Chen Guhong sighed and was sincerely happy for his friends.

　　 sighed, Chen Guhong hurriedly rolled up the two paintings and brought them to Chen Xiuxiu.

　　 Chen Xiuxiu was lying on the couch, dozing off in a shady place in the courtyard, covered with a thin quilt. Yuanyuan was careful to lift the quilt for Chen Xiuxiu, and when Chen Guhong was here, she stretched out her index finger and made a quiet motion.

　　, she also felt sorry for Chen Xiuxiu, she just fell asleep, but she didn't want the son to wake her up. But what surprised Yuanyuan was that Chen Guhong stepped forward, and then smiled: "Sister, sister."

　　 "The son," Yuanyuan sighed.

　　 "It's okay." Chen Guhong smiled at Yuanyuan, and then came to the couch. Chen Xiuxiu slowly opened her eyes, a hazy mist, and after a long time she realized that Chen Guhong was in front of her, and said weakly: "Guhong?"

　　 "Sister, look, this is the **** I invited from the gods' temple. If you have nothing to do, you can town the house, if you have something to ward off evil spirits, you can kill all thieves, robbers and so on." Chen Guhong started two things like offering treasures. The volume turned into a smile, and he said with a smile.

　　 "How does this painting look like a real person? It's so fierce!" When Yuanyuan saw the mighty military commander, she took a step back, her face a little pale.

　　 "If you are not fierce, how can you deter Xiaoxiao?" Chen Guhong said proudly.

　　 And Chen Xiuxiu was also taken aback, and suddenly sat up from the couch. She believed in gods most in her life, and prayed to gods to worship Buddha three or sixty-nine, and even put a lot of incense ash from the gods' temple at home.

　　 And Chen Guhong believes everything she says, and these two paintings are lifelike and extremely powerful. She believed it to be true, and said with joy: "It's really a good god, a good god, and you know it will work at a glance."

　　 Then she folded her hands and worshiped, and then wondered: "Brother, I have visited a lot of gods and temples. But the gods worshipped are not as lifelike as these two pictures. Where did you get it."

　　 "The gift from a friend is an incarnation of a true god, so it is so lifelike." Chen Guhong blew.

　　 "A wisp of incarnation?" Chen Xiuxiu was more happy. He took the picture scroll and walked out happily. The sickly body suddenly became more energetic.

　　 "Sister, what are you going to do?" Chen Guhong asked knowingly.

　　"Hang it in the lobby to enshrine, I will buy an incense burner. It is enshrined every day." Chen Xiuxiu said without hesitation, and then exclaimed: "Yuanyuan, don't help yet."

　　 "Oh, here it is." Yuanyuan quickly responded and followed.

　　 "This time I slept well." Chen Guhong smiled, very relieved in his heart.

　　Standing for a while, Chen Guhong went back to the room and took out Zheng Chong's letters to watch. Because I felt sorry for my sister, I sent the picture first, and then read the letter.

　　 I thought that a letter was just an ordinary letter, and it was just a trivial thing. But after reading it, Chen Guhong frowned.

　　The beginning of the letter is.

　　 "My friend Yu, I haven't heard the news for a long time. After I believe it, I am very peaceful and very happy."

　　 expressed a lot of joy, to the effect. "I expressed my concern about Chen Guhong's sister's illness, and I was relieved to Chen Guhong."

　　 is almost something like that, but one sentence caught Chen Guhong’s attention.

　　"Recently, due to poor spirits, although I have tried my best to paint, the paintings are still a bit rough. I wanted to concentrate on painting again, but due to Ling sister's condition, I sent it with a shame."

　　 I don’t know if it’s because the painting is fascinating or something. When he read this sentence, Chen Guhong clearly felt a sense of lifelessness.

　　 Chen Guhong missed Zheng Chong. He was from a poor family, dressed in patched clothes, and his complexion was not very good. He was reticent by nature, and was generally poor and sour, but he was not the kind of lifeless person.

　　 lifeless people, can An can make superb paintings?

　　 "I am afraid that something will happen." Chen Guhong was a little uneasy, because he was worried about his friends, he wished to visit the original county immediately. But Chen Xiuxiu's situation worries him very much~IndoMTL.com~ So he thought, "Wait a few days to see the situation. If my sister's condition is relieved, I will go to the original county."

　　 Thinking of this, Chen Guhong secretly became worried, sinking a heart to watch Chen Xiuxiu's condition. Those two paintings had miraculous effects, and Chen Xiuxiu slept well that night, and a few days later she was full of energy.

　　 Chen Guhong was delighted to see him, and he also thought of Zheng Chong. However, instead of going out immediately, he called his friend Wang Song to discuss with him.

　　 "Zheng Chong has something to change?" Wang Song was surprised at first, and then said: "We have four cold friends, although we get along for a short time, but our friends are deep and long and should not be abandoned. I will go too."

　　 So Wang Song went home and was ready to go. Chen Guhong originally wanted to ride a carriage and went with Wang Song in a carriage. But Wang Song refused.

　　 "Now you and I are mates, it's too shabby to ride in the same car, and your family is richer than mine. What's wrong with me?" After this sentence, Chen Guhong prepared the carriage by himself.

　　 Fortunately, when I was relocating, I took into consideration the travel problem and bought a carriage. Among the servants, there were also coachmen who were good at driving. Yuanyuan is indispensable when he is away from home, but he also needs an entourage.

　　 Chen Guhong then found a man from his family's slaves, Tie Zhu.

　　 Tie Zhu used to be a slave of the Wu family. He used to be a farmer, and the farmer was a good hand. He is nine feet tall, has a waist three times the thickness of an ordinary person, and weighs 215 kilograms, with swollen muscles, and a strong body.

　　 He has a face with Chinese characters, and he is naturally bold. However, he is docile and honest by nature, and his appearance is a little soft.

　　 All in all, this is an honest, kind, trustworthy, strong body and a personal follower who can support the appearance~IndoMTL.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~IndoMTL. com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.