I saw Wang Fugui holding a white porcelain pen holder with a belly with a mouth of more than half a foot in size in his hand, and the shape was almost exactly the same as a vase.

It was just a little thicker, and this was the most suitable one he felt among so many pen holders.

However, in desperation, he did not notice that the pen holder was painted with an old bearded man with a dragon-headed crutch in his hand, and was bent over and staring at a little boy sitting on the ground reading a book.

Behind the child there was an old cow that was lowering his head to eat grass, and they were all painted in thick ink, black without a trace of graceful and beautiful look.

This pen holder was given by one of his classmates and friends. He once cherished it very much, but now he has not pity for a long time.

There was already dust on it. Wang Fugui wiped it clean with his sleeves, then poured half a barrel of water into the water tank outside, and then hurried back to his bedroom.

"I've found Zi Han!" Wang Fugui closed the door and walked to Zi Han who was packing up the debris, and said excitedly, as if he had done a great thing.

Zi Han stopped and turned around. The woman was very thoughtful. She saw the so-called old man and old cow painted on the vase at a glance, and couldn't help but smile:

"Brother Wang, do your vases have this style?"

"What style?" Wang Fugui still couldn't see it.

"Look at what are the drawings on it?" Zi Han pointed to the vase's belly and said with a funny look.

She had never read any books and could not understand the artistic conception in the painting, but she just found it very funny.

Wang Fugui then looked carefully, scratching his head and grinning:

"I didn't pay attention, I'll look for it again."

"Okay, OK, I just talk casually, this is great."

After Zi Han said that, he took the vase, put the flowers inside, and carefully placed them on the table.

There is a bright red flower above, and there is an old man and an old cow eating grass below.

This inconsistent picture made both of them laugh.

Wang Fugui accidentally saw that the house was much cleaner and tidy. Not only did he lose the unpleasant "male smell" before, but he also added a few scents of flowers. He smiled embarrassedly:

"Zi Han, you helped me clean up this?"

"Not that, who else will be there besides me? Is it a ghost?" Zi Han snorted, but there was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Zi Han, thank you so much for your hard work." Wang Fugui said in a move.

"What's the hard work? I just don't like you and I'll do it casually." Zi Han said openly.

"You must be very tired, sit down and rest for a while."

The two sat opposite each other, and Wang Fugui asked again:

"Zi Han, is there anything you are here today?"

"Can't I come here if it's okay? Don't you want to see me?" Zi Han asked back with a tense face.

Wang Fugui scratched his head and smirked, saying:

"You know what I meant. We planned it yesterday. It is better that we rarely meet within half a year. You must not let your hall master discover your whereabouts, otherwise everything we have done will be wasted."

Although he said this, he had no idea how to see Zi Han often.

Zi Han had considered what Wang Fugui said long ago, and was very worried, but he said nothing:

"Don't worry, she won't find it. Don't forget that I am the most powerful person under Qu Yunyan. I can follow them quietly, but it's difficult for them to find me. I am the best at doing such things, and I won't be able to reveal my whereabouts so easily."

"Okay." Wang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief and said again:

"However, it is better to meet rarely in the future, and we must ensure that there is no accident. After all, it has only been half a year and will not let you wait for a long time. Maybe I can practice magic skills in just three months. Kill Qu Yunyan and destroy the colorless hall."

"Really!" Zi Han said excitedly.

She really wanted to ask what kind of immortal master Wang Fugui met and what peerless magic skills he had practiced, but she thought about it but held it back.

"Really, don't worry Zihan, I will never lie to you." Wang Fugui said firmly.

He pondered for a moment and said:

"But the same thing is true. Before I practice the magical skills, you must be careful when acting, and you must not let Qu Yunyan have any doubts about you."

Wang Fugui has said these words several times. Zi Han secretly laughed at him as if he was so naive to his mother-in-law.

But I was very happy. I knew that he was caring for him, so I focused on it:

"Don't worry, Brother Wang, I know what to do, but I am..."

Zi Han wanted to say that he really missed him before coming to see him, but he didn't have the nerve to say it.

Wang Fugui was a straight person, so he asked:

"Zi Han, it's just something, you say."

"But I don't want to tell you, hehe." Zi Han smiled mischievously.

"Did Qu Yunyan discover something? Tell me quickly." Wang Fugui said worriedly again.

"Oh, it's really nothing, I just said it casually." Zi Han said with some impatient resentment.

"Okay." Wang Fugui scratched his head and said.

Zi Han suddenly frowned again and said:

"But there is really one thing I want to tell you."

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly." Wang Fugui said anxiously.

Zi Han thought about it and briefly explained the Qu Yunyan incident that Zixian told her last night.

After hearing this, Wang Fugui frowned, but he was just a first-time master. In addition to his own practice of writing skills, he only heard some basic knowledge of other sects from the masked master, and he had only a slight understanding of the skills of other sects.

He was even less familiar with the mysterious colorless hall skills, and Zi Han had hardly mentioned it when he was with him. Today seemed to be the first time.

However, he also knew that the world is changing now, and it is no longer the same as the secular world as before:

Zhuge Ru had a fairy sword that could destroy the world, and the hateful Gu Mu Jianxiong had learned some magic tricks to confuse people. Who picked up the magic weapon that fell from the sky, and even had the honor of getting a square sky brush, and met a powerful master like a god...

It is no surprise that the strange martial arts that Qu Yunyan practiced by Zi Han said is no longer surprising, but it is very worrying, because Zi Han is by the female devil's side every day, and maybe one day it will...

Wang Fugui didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he didn't want to think of that result. He hated Qu Yunyan, the female devil who killed someone without blinking, and said:

"Zi Han, that old witch is not a good person at all. The kung fu she practices is naturally vicious and is used to harm people. I thought of some other things after hearing what you said."

This is the first time Zi Han heard someone call the leader of the hall Qu Yunyan an old witch, but Qu Yunyan has a young and beautiful look, which makes me feel funny even if I think about it.

However, seeing Wang Fugui's face was solemn, it was hard to say anything else to jokingly, and he also said seriously:
Chapter completed!