Chapter 361 The Crystal of Beauty

"He draws really badly."

Delicious Wind Goose replied without hesitation.

Before seeing Zhi Ji with his own eyes, Delicious Feng Goose once thought that the painter was really awesome.

He could even taste a little bit of magic from the portrait - just appreciating the face and figure of Zhi Ji, he could make the delicious wind goose look at it for a long time.

Delicious Wind Goose believes that the editor of the newspaper must think so too. That's why it was put on the front page of the newspaper.

But only after seeing Zhi Ji with his own eyes did Yummy Feng Goose know the truth...

It turned out that Zhi Ji's appearance was just a top-level "magic painting" just by re-engraving it intact. Even the willpower of the extraordinary level of the delicious wind goose is completely irresistible.

Although I don't know why, the passers-by around seemed to be completely unable to see myself and Zhi Ji... just walking on the road as usual.

The so-called "famous painter" Nigel Elliott painted a portrait of Paper Princess, which was almost "like a person".

It might be weird to say that...

Although the appearance is about 90% similar, the indescribable beauty and the meaning of "the anchor of beauty" are not shown at all.

Not only an extraordinary person like Delicious Wind Goose, but even ordinary people will never be fascinated by this painting.

This is not an ordinary "shrinking" can describe.

This is a serious "dry product" - the kind that can expand several times after being soaked in water.

"Actually, he's been working hard."

Zhi Ji just gave a gentle chuckle, and while touching her drawing board with her backhand from behind, she explained, "He is not an extraordinary person, and he accidentally saw my face... When he regained consciousness, I had already left. .

"His image is recreated with a brief 'impression'. I have also seen his paintings, and they are actually quite good. And his observation skills are also commendable... Can glance at The obscure impression of outdated is refined and restored, which is enough to show that his talent is quite good."

Zhi Ji made a serious excuse for the painter.

Although the other party is not here,

It is absolutely impossible to even hear the conversation. But Zhi Ji didn't criticize or criticize the painter in any way...

The delicious wind goose suddenly noticed something vaguely.

...that seems to be "love".

It should not point to the painter, but to the love of all painters.

—— Zhi Ji is attached to the painter.

That's why she is called Zhi Ji...

For some reason, Yummy Wind Goose was reluctant to call this goddess "He".

"Don't say that, just look at your painting."

Zhi Ji pulled out a painting.

She smiled and handed the painting to the delicious wind goose.

...what can I look good on? I've seen a lot when I look in the mirror myself...

Delicious wind goose spit in the heart.

But he was very obedient and took the painting, and politely unfolded the scroll.

But after he saw the painting clearly, he was suddenly stunned.

Indeed his own appearance. Delicious wind goose can be seen at a glance.

But other than that...

- not even the same.

He was wearing a city guard uniform, which was painted by Zhi Ji into a worn but clean red monk robe. He stepped on the snow barefoot, with scars on his feet.

His eyebrows were dyed with white frost marks, and the eyebrows were deeply locked, revealing endless anguish and hesitation. His back is tall and straight, his shoulders are stable and broad, there are subtle scars and abrasions on the top of his head, his expression is silent and his eyes are determined.

His left arm hangs down inside the monk's robe, and his clenched fist can see the entanglement and shaking in his heart. The right hand held a handful of dark red blood and placed it in front of his mouth, but he did not drink it.

He stared at the rippling pool of blood in his hands, lost in memories and contemplation.

And behind him is a huge, falling sunset and snow. Shadows hit his profile, framing his chin.

I don't know if it's an illusion...

Delicious Wind Goose looked at this "self" and could even vaguely feel "what is he thinking". As if he was really a monk holding a cup,

...what kind of fairy art photo is this?

The delicious wind goose was greatly shaken.

His first reaction was to take a screenshot first.

"...How much do I have to pay if I want to buy it?"

He asked hesitantly, "And... are my feelings so intense?"

"My rule has always been to give. But you only get one chance."

Zhi Ji said mildly: "I won't tell the buyer how much each painting is worth - I will only sell it to you if you bid more than its true value. But if you can't ask for less, I will sell it to you. You won't be charged for it...but you'll be given a free souvenir worth the price you've been asking for.

"As I said before, I'll give you 50% off - you can sell it for half its true value and I'll sell it to you. Right now the painting doesn't have a name, if you can name it With my approval, I will give you another 50% discount.

"As for your emotions... of course it's not that exaggerated.

"This is a proper fiction. In order to better display the beauty I have seen, I extract, abstract and purify this conflict of emotion, lust and will. The final effect is like this- It is the crystallization of your lust and will. If you look at this painting and meditate every day, your willpower will also be improved by feeling this anguish.”

Zhi Ji showed a beautiful smile and said calmly: "The so-called painter is a profession that captures the ubiquitous 'beauty' in life, and refines and manifests it.

"A work should have a life - I think so."

"...you are an amazing painter."

Delicious Wind Goose exclaimed with sincerity.

This was his first face-to-face conversation with the gods of this world.

And Zhi Ji's measure and free and easy, also deeply impressed him.

If it wasn't because he didn't know anything about painting, I'm afraid he'd already be loyal to Zhi Ji by now...

The gods of this world...are all such attractive beings?

Delicious Wind Goose is reminiscent of the Rotman and Silver Sir whom he saw before.

Silver Sir needless to say.

Even as an enemy and a "monster", the rotten goose, although he was forced to look directly at him, felt the grace, calmness, and kindness that lingered on him.

"But I...I don't have any money."

Delicious Feng Goose said helplessly: "Can I take credit? Or exchange it with an item of equivalent value?"

"No credit, but barter is allowed - in the witness of Sir Silver, I will reclaim it fairly and at its due value."

Zhi Ji said with a smile, while urging: "Let's name it first."

"...I can't think of a good name."

The delicious wind goose was silent for a long time, but answered honestly: "All I can give is this—"

He said and patted his belt.

There are ten lighter-sized metal bottles stored there.

"Ten bottles of demon blood..."

However, Zhi Ji frowned slightly as if she could see through the delicious wind goose.

She pondered for a while, then asked again, "Why don't you try to come up with a name first?"

As soon as she said these words, Delicious Feng Goose had a clue in her heart.

The value of ten vials of Devil's Blood should be more than 25% off the value of this painting, but it's less than 50% off... Although I don't know how to calculate it.

The purchase price of Devil's Blood is less than ten pounds, but in the capital, a bottle can be sold for eighty pounds; and these ten bottles are given to the delicious wind goose as a deduction of three hundred pounds...

But in any case, a higher price is a good thing.

If you can't buy it, you can also get an equivalent gift.

Rationally, it is a more sensible and stable choice to exchange gifts for a painting that is of no use.

But the delicious wind goose still wants to try it...

"..."The Monk Before the Cliff", is it okay?"

He frowned at the painting, pondered for a long time, and then asked tentatively.

Zhi Ji tilted her head and thought for a while.

"If the name of the painting was given by someone else, I wouldn't sell it."

She squinted her eyes, revealing a cute smile that reminded Yumi Feng Goose of Annan, and laughed softly: "But since you said it yourself... the name itself is another contradiction. From this point of view, it On the contrary, the value of the painting has been enhanced by enhancing the value of the painting itself.

"In the case of equivalent conversion... I will accept the gift you gave."

Paper Ji said, reaching out and touching the belt of Yummy Wind Goose.

The next moment, Delicious Wind Goose felt that the bottles on the inside of the belt suddenly disappeared.

"I'm leaving, little brother... Goodbye by fate."

At the same time that Zhi Ji's voice fell.

Her figure disappeared like a dream.

At the moment Tasty Wind Goose's eyes left Paper Ji, Tasty Wind Goose noticed that the impression of Paper Ji's appearance in his mind quickly faded... In the blink of an eye, nothing was left.

... This may be the "lowering" processing of the brain for self-protection.

Delicious Wind Goose was silent and carefully rolled the scroll.

The passers-by around also cast curious glances at the delicious wind goose wearing the city guard costume and holding the picture scroll.

- Stop patrolling.

In short, first find the monster teacher and the others to help hide this painting...