Zhong Yue slept in the same room before he returned to him. But he always felt a little strange. Why are these people sleeping on the second floor? The eyes of these people are full of envy, jealousy and hatred?

Is it the second floor of the VIP presidential suite? I don’t feel that there is a good look there. But it finally came to achievable. With his previous tricks in Huazhailu, it is probably enough for girls who only know how to draw lines and fill in the lottery to envy and pay the money obediently.

However, I remembered that the 100 taels of gold that I had finally cheated from Bai Shiweng was gone, and the yellow talisman of Gou Laoqi, which was a great amulet. I don’t know whether the old Yao Po said it was true or false. I hope she was lying to herself, so at least he still had the possibility of getting it back, otherwise the yellow talisman would disappear. If Zhong Yue really had to know the system, I don’t know if he could come and do it next time.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhong Yue lay down. It seemed that the little beasts on the second floor did not dare to come up, and Zhong Yue was not afraid of being disturbed. He thought of a way to figure out his physical condition as soon as possible.

It is a very unscientific thing to not feel the ink rhyme. If it is because of cold poison, then at least the ability to feel the ink rhyme should be there. However, Zhong Yue has been here for so long and has not noticed any ink rhyme fluctuations in this painting building. There are only two explanations for this situation - one, that is, Zhong Yue has not yet condensed the ink into the Tao, just like in Xingsu City before, he could not even notice the breath of calligraphers and painters. Another explanation is that the people here are just ordinary people!

But if they are all ordinary people, then why are those women so afraid of the ugly Yao Jiao? Is this old fairy powerful behind it?

"Forget it, let's expand the mall first and see if there is any detoxification recipe."

Zhong Yue closed his eyes and began to contact the system.

"Is the host sure to use the mall extension?"

"Sure."

"The Dagan version of the application mall is being generated, please log in again in 24 hours to view."

"Wait, I want to help me check my body. Your system has tricked me all the way since it was opened. Can you hope for some good things? After teleporting it like this, I almost died on the road!"

The system's voice continued, "There is a risk in physical transmission. It is confirmed that the transmission is recognized by the host. The system will perform according to the host's requirements and there are no violations."

"That tell me about my current physical condition."

"The system is being upgraded, please check it later."

This sentence was escalating, and immediately left Zhong Yue speechless. Go to your grandma.

Bang bang bang bang!

Not long after Zhong Yue woke up, he heard someone knocking outside the house and got up to open the door.

The old auntie stood at the door with a bowl of medicine and said, "I open the door so slowly, and I'm thinking about how to escape?"

"Where? How could I be so careless about my life?"

"It's good to know, you've taken this soup."

"Aunt Fu, can I ask a few questions?"

"Why do you have so many questions? After asking everyone Yao, come and ask me again?" Although Aunt Lao Fu's attitude towards Zhong Yue was not so friendly, it was obvious that after Zhong Yue showed his skills, his attitude changed a little.

This identity of serving tea and water and ink is naturally incomparable to the subtle identity of consultant today.

Seeing that Aunt Old Fu had no obvious intention of refusing, Zhong Yue looked at the medicine and was not in a hurry to drink it, "You and our vegetarian... are sisters, right?"

"What do you think? The master of Zhai is noble, how could he be sisters with me?"

Zhong Yue coughed twice, and originally thought about asking a little implicitly, but it seemed too implicit. Aunt Fu had limited IQ, so she changed her question: "Then, what is our master of vegetarian life this year?"

Aunt Lao Fu's face suddenly became ugly, "Why are you so owing your mouth?"

“…”

How long is the longevity? Zhong Yue is already very polite in his question.

Is a woman’s age really a question that cannot be asked?

"Drink medicine now!"

Zhong Yue: “…”

"Aunt Fu, what is this Jiuyou Frozen Mo? Can you tell me?"

"How do I know? You are really ungrateful and think everyone Yao wants to harm you? Let me tell you the truth, if everyone Yao wants you to die, will you have to save you?"

“…”

What else could Zhong Yue say? Although he didn't ask anything, the old aunt said something like this.

"Then thank you all for saving me."

"Yao everyone agrees to be a consultant at Huazhai, but one thing you need to figure out is that they can only invite you over, and you must not enter the mansion without any trouble."

"Anyway, as long as the money is in place, it's available at any time, except when I'm sleeping."

Aunt Lao Fu turned her eyes on Zhong Yue and said as if they were not sleeping. "Also, as for the consultation fee you mentioned, the amount must not exceed five taels of silver."

"Five taels of silver? This is too much! The boneless flower and bird I taught Hongqiong before was worth five taels of silver? I really don't know the gold and jade."

Aunt Lao Fu continued to talk to herself: "Do you love to teach? Yao everyone said that if the consultant has a bad reputation, it will be cancelled, so as not to spread it and ruin the reputation of Shisanqiao Qinghui."

“…”

After drinking this bowl of medicine that was so bitter that he wanted to cry, Zhong Yue said, "Didn't everyone have a bad throat today? Why did he say so much?"

"How do you argue everywhere? Everyone's voice is not..." Aunt Fu looked angry.

"Not what?"

Aunt Lao Fu said angrily: "You didn't ruin it yet!"

"I?"

Zhong Yue looked question marks.

I won’t take the blame!

...

...

At noon, Zhong Yue wanted to go down to have a meal and learn more about this painting building. Who knew that the old aunt had sent the meal in? What's the difference between this and house arrest? The system is still being upgraded and maintained. Zhong Yue had nothing to do in the wing room. After drinking the soup that I don't know what the hell was, Zhong Yue felt hot and his limbs were a little sweaty, as if he was going out for a walk.

The old aunt did not stop him, nor did she follow him. As if she had acquiesced, it made Zhong Yue even more confused. These women changed their faces and changed their faces.

When they walked downstairs, the little beasts who were originally trying to beat people were also sat at the painting table in the hall to learn painting skills. When they saw Zhong Yue, they thought it was air.

"Who is the person who talks about painting before?" Zhong Yue squatted beside a little loli. It was really difficult for her to come here to learn painting at such a young age.

"Sister Xue Yuan is from Qinghui Buerzhai."

"Buer Zhai, it's interesting." Zhong Yue was also bored and sat next to this innocent and innocent little loli.

When I saw the little loli always stretched her head and looked ahead, she asked, "You are so short, why don't you go ahead?"

“The location is set.”

"Then you stand up, how can you learn if you can't see it?"

"If it doesn't work, the rules for painting buildings are not allowed to stand up and walk around wantonly."

Zhong Yue curled his lips and said, "Then you come on my shoulders."

"Isn't it good?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "What's wrong with you? You can't see and learn skills. Isn't this a waste?" He thought that he had to establish a good interpersonal relationship here and obtain information from him. Such an innocent little loli is undoubtedly a good target for attacking. So Zhong Yue held up the little loli's crunching nest with one hand.

"Oh, you're so heavy."

"Ah? Maybe I ate too much soup cake in the morning..."

“…”

...

...

"The lines need to be fine, strong, smooth, and thin, and the pen is not elastic. This is..." The woman who talked about painting before suddenly paused and looked at the end of the hall.

I just thought that a painting boy passed by, and I didn't notice much about Zhong Yue's painter Xue Yuan. I suddenly saw a man carrying a girl at the end of the hall, as if he was watching a big show, and I suddenly became a little angry.

"Who allows you to do this? Yang Yuhuan, come down."
Chapter completed!