Mystery Makes Me Strong

After Wen Rensheng stopped the four old men, he sat on the chair in the corridor.

Next to it is a pot of Evergreen, which is full of greenery and vitality. It looks like an ordinary decoration in this inspection department, but it actually has a lot of meaning.

Not long after, Mu Yunrui, Wu Shanshan, and Wang Wenwen came out of different interrogation rooms one after another.

They belonged to the informants, and nothing could happen.

It's just that Mu Yunrui's face was already crying.

When he saw Wen Rensheng, he ran towards him, and Wen Rensheng put a finger on his brow and couldn't move.

He looked aggrieved: "Brother Wenren, how could you do this? Can't you give me a comforting embrace?"

"It's okay to comfort you, but don't throw yourself into your arms, it will stain my clothes." Wen Rensheng said seriously.

"Hmph," Mu Yunrui turned his head and rushed towards the unprepared Wang Wenwen, "Aunt Wang, I'm so sad, do you think I'm a kid who cheated on me?"

Wang Wenwen was very helpless, she watched her white blouse turned into a greasy rag, and comforted her conscience, "No, you are very brave, because you saved your father and grandfather because of your relentless efforts. "

"Well, those uncles said the same thing, but when I asked their grandfather and father when they would come out, they all said it depends on the situation," Mu Yunrui said worriedly, "Yunqing is still at home waiting for us to go back."

"It shouldn't be a big problem," Wen Rensheng thought for a while, and comforted, "After all, they obtained the ritual from the illusion, and the illusion itself is a false thing, and the ritual is unlikely to have too dangerous consequences."

"That's good." Mu Yunrui wiped his tears and nose again with Wang Wenwen's shirt.

"Okay, you call Yun Qing first, we will find a place to have dinner near the scenic spot, and then I will ask someone to follow the progress of the matter." Wen Rensheng patted his head and rescued Wang Wenwen's clothes .

"Yeah." Mu Yunrui finally burst into tears.

Without Wen Rensheng, he really didn't know what to do. After all, he was only 14 years old, and he simply didn't have the ability and insight to deal with the matter in front of him.

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Half an hour later, the four of them ate at a special restaurant in the scenic spot.

It's just that the taste of the food is the same. After all, it is for tourists to eat, and one is one after all.

When the meal was halfway through, Mu Tianming suddenly walked into the box where the four of them were.

"Grandpa? Are you alright?" Mu Tianrui shouted excitedly and jumped on him.

"Wipe your mouth clean before speaking." Mu Tianming also nodded his brows.

"Understood." Mu Tianrui said aggrievedly.

"Teacher Mu, how is the situation?" Wu Shanshan asked with concern.

After Mu Tianming sat down, he simply said: "Xiaofan resisted everything, my master called the inspectorate to release me on bail, and they will announce my punishment after the evaluation results come out."

"Your master?" Wen Rensheng asked doubtfully, he remembered that Shi Tianyin had mentioned something when he pretended to be Mu Tianming.

"Well, my master's name is 'Sijue Old Man'. He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and passed it down to each of the four of us. He is a master of different species, and each of the four skills has a master-level or higher evaluation." Mu Tianming sighed. Take a breath.

Wen Rensheng nodded silently, this is the most sensible result.

This matter was caused by Mu Xiaofan in the first place, he accepted it, and he was somewhat responsible.

If Mu Tianming was punished by the inspectorate, most of the Mu family would be destroyed, at least Mu Yunrui and Mu Yunqing would no longer be able to receive direct care from experts of different species.

Although the "Sijue Old Man" is a master of a different species, the other party will also have family members, and it is unlikely that he will take special care of his apprentice's grandson, and the relationship is far worse.

Wen Rensheng then asked the waiter to add more bowls and chopsticks, and a few light dishes, and the five of them ate together.

Afterwards, things calmed down temporarily, Wen Rensheng and the others continued to learn painting from Mu Tianming.

Although he was "backstabbed" by three students, in the following time, Mu Tianming paid more attention to teaching the three of them.

Especially to Wu Shanshan, he taught him everything, as if he treated him like a disciple.

As a result, two weeks later, on Monday morning, when Wen Rensheng was having dinner, he discovered that Wu Shanshan had learned the mysterious painting technique.

"Wu Shanshan, mystery degree: 0/34."

"Mysterious components: seeds of fear, extraordinary power (beginning of extraordinary physique, beginning of mysterious riding, beginning of mysterious painting), mysterious cognition, summoner, soul container."

"Don't hang those paintings of yours at home in the future, so as not to affect everyone's sleep." Wen Rensheng hurriedly ordered after confirming.

"Don't worry, of course the paintings I made must be put in the adventure park, otherwise it would be too wasteful, but you should speed up the progress. Teacher Mu said that he might have to go out in a few days." Wu Shanshan said to him Said at a glance.

"Uncle, you are indeed slower than your girlfriend, and you haven't sublimated your painting skills into a mysterious skill yet? My mysterious painting skills are almost up to the intermediate level." Wang Wenwen took the opportunity to gloat and add insult to injury.

Wu Shanshan was surprised: "Don't you dislike Mr. Mu's painting style? How can you improve so fast?"

Wang Wenwen said triumphantly: "That's because now I suddenly discovered that after the original fear, it can make people feel more satisfied and happy. Just like after surviving a catastrophe, people often cry with joy. Now I can describe a more profound joy. Happiness really comes out of comparison.”

Wen Rensheng had nothing to say about this, he could only look at the other party proudly.

After all, it is what it is.

It is unforgivable that his study progress has been delayed.

In fact, he is only one breath away from being able to upgrade into a mysterious skill.

This was a short breath, because he hadn't decided on his personal style yet.

Wu Shanshan was able to learn so quickly because her style of painting and the direction of her efforts fit well with her own seed of fear.

But Wen Rensheng's own painting style, because he is a kind of mysterious, it is said that the style must follow the mysterious style.

But it is easy to draw a picture that no one can understand, but it is very difficult to make others feel a sense of mystery.

In comparison, whether it is fear or joy, it is easier to grasp.

When he was sighing, Wen Rende suddenly called: "Son, how are you doing on the mountain?"

"It's good. The air in the mountains is fresh, and I ate healthy, and I lost two catties." Wen Rensheng replied casually, then stood up and walked to the yard.

"Oh, that's good. By the way, you can pull out another poem for me, and the content must be in praise of beauties." Wen Rende instructed nonchalantly.

Wen Rensheng immediately asked: "What do you want to do? I have to tell you that there are some things that cannot be done."

"What are you thinking? It's not your mother. When cleaning, she found the poems I hid and forced me to write a poem for her." Wen Rende said helplessly.

When Wen Rensheng heard this, his heart moved.

That's right, I have memories of my previous life, but to people in this world, the contents of the other world itself means mystery.

In my paintings, if the previous life is used as the material, there will be a sense of mystery innately!

It's like foreigners live broadcasting the situation in their own country to Chinese people. It naturally has a sense of mystery and can attract quite a few people.

"Son, boy, what's wrong with you, why don't you talk?" Wen Rende shouted on the phone.

"Keep your voice down, I'm thinking about it for you, Cao Zhi still has seven steps to go, you have to let me think about it." Wen Rensheng said angrily.

Wen Rende immediately counseled: "Okay, okay, I'll give you time, don't worry."

Because the other party gave me a reminder, this time I won't use the old routine.

Wen Rensheng thought about it, and soon a few suitable poems appeared in his mind.

He took out his mobile phone, started searching, and finally settled on the song "There Are Beautiful Women in the North".

What Li Yannian did in the Western Han Dynasty in the previous life was originally used by Li Yannian to praise his sister's beauty, and it still meets the requirements.

And there is no such person as Li Yannian in this world, so of course he can be used.

So, he sent the whole poem to Wen Rende.

"There are beauties in the north, peerless and independent."

"One look at the city of people, and then look at the country of people."

"Ning don't know the beauty of the city and the country? A beautiful woman is hard to come by."

After seeing it, Wen Rende was immediately shocked. After all, he had already learned a section of poetry and songs, and he knew the technical content in it.

"Son, you are really amazing. It's a pity that you don't care about these false names." Wen Rende said hypocritically.

"It's just a handy work, you can use it. Fame is like floating clouds to me." Wen Rensheng said pretendingly.

It really is a father and son.

Wen Rende said happily: "Very good, I'll send it to your mother right away."

Wen Rensheng then went back to eat. After awakening, he is now confident that after the next painting, he will sublimate his painting skills into a mysterious painting technique.

And if the prediction is good, those paintings in the future will bring me a certain increase in mystery.

It was a whole different world after all.

Wu Shanshan looked at him in surprise: "You just answered a phone call, how come you are so enlightened?"

"That's right, I do have an understanding. As for what it is, you will know in class this afternoon." Wen Rensheng said.

"Cut, don't brag, how can it be so easy to have an epiphany?" Wang Wenwen didn't believe it.

At this moment, Wen Rende suddenly called again.

Wen Rensheng is really helpless, if such a good poem is not good, will Sister Ling go to heaven?

He came to the yard again to answer the phone.

"No, your mother said that I was too exaggerated. It must be because I saw a certain fairy somewhere and felt it. She wanted me to be honest..." Wen Rende said without tears.

I'm sorry, this time I was really cheating...

"Forget it, you'd better hang up on Southeast Branch yourself." Wen Rensheng didn't bother to break up with him any more, and hung up the phone directly.

He didn't choose Li Bai's three Qingping tunes that praised Concubine Yang, which is already good.

This is the disadvantage of the porter, and there must be some places where it is not suitable.