When Jiang Yan left, Su Kou also left with him. Qian Tong's death made the two of them become grasshoppers on the same boat.
When he saw Qian Tong again, the state of his death was indescribable, so he asked the little paper man to help him absorb all the negative energy from the spiritual realm before it dissipated.
"I thought he was a tough guy, but I didn't expect that I just tried four kinds of money transfers and my penis was wet."
Thinking about it now, Zuko felt a little disgusted.
"Your habit is really hard to accept."
Jiang Yan saw that Su Kou was walking with him all the way and seemed to have no intention of parting ways.
"I'm going to Qingdu to take the civil service examination. Why are you going to Qingdu? Why don't we say goodbye?"
With such a BT by his side, Jiang Yan could not sleep well.
"That won't work. When you and I were imprisoned at Sanchuanguchi, I heard from people from the Baiyang Sect that you stole one of their treasures, so the people from the Baiyang Sect will definitely find you again. As long as they follow you, they will
There was a steady stream of people coming to my door to try the medicine!
What's more, the Qing capital is famous in Xuanguo. Literary scholars are flourishing in the Qing capital, and there are tens of thousands of scholars. I also want to see the scene of humiliation and glory.
Especially the celebrities in Qingdu, I will regret it if I don’t get to know them.”
No matter what Jiang Yan said, Su Kou was not ready to leave.
"You seem to know Qingdu very well"
Being bored, Jiang Yan thought he might as well ask him about it first.
"I have also heard that the Qing Dynasty is the seat of Yunzhou and it is also the most prosperous place with a population of tens of millions!
Scholars from all over the world came out of Wenfu, and there were many celebrities among the scribes. They drank, sang, sang and drank freely, and had a good time without following the etiquette. I once heard someone comment that Qingcheng was a city of celebrities, and it was also the most energetic city in Xuanguo.
The majestic city.”
Zuko said, he was looking forward to it.
If you just rely on your legs to travel, you may not be able to reach Qingdu in three to five months, so Jiang Yan summoned Fat Tiger.
Jiang Yan didn't know why a painting spirit would be constantly hungry. As soon as he appeared, Fat Tiger's stomach grumbled non-stop. He looked at Jiang Yan and then at Su Kou.
Suddenly, the fat tiger opened its mouth and bit half of Su Kou's body.
"Shut up, shut up, you can't eat this..." Jiang Yan shouted hurriedly.
Fat Tiger opened his mouth and spat out Su Kou again, but he didn't have any hands, but Su Kou was shocked.
"Silly Fat Tiger, you can't eat this, it will cause diarrhea."
Jiang Yan touched Fat Hu's head distressedly. Su Kou's body was covered with medicine. If something happened, it would be no joke.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that's what's wrong with my painting spirit. Don't argue with him."
While apologizing, Jiang Yan thought to himself that it was indeed his painting spirit. In such a hungry situation, he thought of eating outsiders, which made Jiang Yan even more gratified.
With the lesson learned just now, Su Kou stayed far away from Fat Hu. Jiang Yan had no choice but to be a painting spirit.
It didn't take long to create a medium-quality painting, but Su Kou was very dissatisfied and painted a scrawny donkey standing in front of a dilapidated firewood gate.
Jiang Yan was riding a tiger majestically, while Su Kou on the side was riding on the back of an old donkey with great displeasure. This donkey was not only old but also short, and his legs had to be lifted up to avoid rubbing the soles of his feet when riding on it.
"Jiang Yan, you must have done it on purpose."
"No, no, look at this picture of Chaimen's blunt donkey, which has a perfect composition, superb artistry, and appropriate coloring. I really put my heart into painting it for you. And don't underestimate the donkey. Although it looks a bit ugly and short, the speed of the donkey
and patience are the best among all animals.”
Jiang Yan suppressed a smile. Fortunately, when the donkey ran on all fours, it was not only very joyful but also very fast, even faster than the fat tiger.
The most spectacular thing about Yunzhou is the mountain scenery. Various mountain colors emerge in endlessly, but there is always a time when you get tired of them.
The two of them were lying on the back of the tiger, eyes closed, meditating on the mysterious talismans given to him by Fang Xiangye Emperor. The use of Yin power seemed to be exerted through these ghost talismans.
The other one was lying on the back of a donkey, staring at a poisonous wild flower, smelling and tasting it. In order to prevent himself from falling, he had to hold the donkey's butt between his legs.
Lin'an City is seven to eight hundred miles away from Qingdu. Even if he travels non-stop, it will take about ten days. However, because time is not tight, Jiang Chang is not in a hurry.
When passing by a town called Huichun, they saw from a distance the village surrounded by flowers and trees and the stream surrounding the village. If they hadn't happened to pass by by chance, they wouldn't have encountered such a secluded village. What's more, the village was unusually full of spiritual energy.
, the two decided to take a rest in the town.
Because the Wenfu was deeply rooted in and managed Yunzhou, all cities, villages and towns treated scribes extremely well.
In order to prevent people from being frightened, Jiang Yan re-incorporated the fat tiger and the blunt donkey into the painting outside the village, especially the hungry fat tiger. Jiang Yan was really afraid that he would accidentally injure people.
This Huichun Town looks much more prosperous than Nanping Town. At least there are inns and various shops along the road, and the roads are paved with bluestone.
But when they first entered the town, there were many people looking at them from a distance, pointing and wondering what they were talking about. Jiang Yan looked at himself up and down. He was well dressed and looked good.
Not far away, someone came up to me with a smile on his face.
"Two gentlemen, are you a scribe?"
Wenfu is divided into three subjects: calligraphy, painting, and fu. Therefore, calligraphers, painters, and fu students are collectively called scribes.
"Painter Jiang Yan!"
"It turns out he's a painter. Come on, it's getting late. Why don't you two come to our inn to rest? All expenses are free of charge."
Seeing how enthusiastic the waiter was, Jiang Yan and Su Kou followed him in, and soon the wine and food were served.
"Is it possible that my reputation as number one in Lin'an City's Gongsheng Examination has spread so far?" Jiang Yan said in a somewhat sultry tone.
“You really think of yourself as a person”
"Then why is he so enthusiastic?"
Seeing the table full of sumptuous meat and wine, there was no such thing as a pie in the sky. Jiang Yan suddenly thought that this was a shady shop. The food was drugged and he waited for people to eat it before killing people and stealing goods in the middle of the night. He didn't open his eyes the next day.
My eyes have become puffy.
"Will it be the same as yours?" Jiang Yan asked.
"You are the only one with many ideas"
Zuko picked up the meat and put it in his mouth, and then took a sip of wine. There was no poison in the world that could hide from his eyes.
Seeing that Su Kou was eating with confidence, Jiang Yan gave him chopsticks.
Not long after, an old man wearing a cane came to the inn accompanied by several people.
"Young man, are you the painter?"
When the old man saw the bookcase hanging on Jiang Gu's waist, he smiled all over his face.
"Yes, I am a painter. Old man, please take a seat."
Jiang Yan saw that the old man was already in his twilight years, and there was a yin energy escaping from his body that ordinary people could not detect, so he stood up to invite the old man very warmly. He also saw that the people behind the old man also had yin energy on their faces.
The practice of Danqing method went smoothly, but the path of cultivation for the painter was very narrow. Apart from the adventure at Sanchuankou, the only way for him to obtain Yin power was through dead people!
"This... this... happiness comes too suddenly."
Jiang Yan hurriedly brought in several more chairs, his enthusiasm being a bit too much.
"You are also a painter after all. Can you maintain your identity?"
Su Kou was a little dissatisfied. After all, he was a pharmacist and a poison master. Why was he treated like riding a donkey and serving tea to a few old men?
"You know a thing"
For a young man like Su Kou who is young and strong and may live longer than him in the future, Jiang Yan certainly doesn't look so good.
"Painter Jiang, don't be busy anymore"
These old men were also a little flattered. Aren't all painters aloof? When did they become so close to the people?