Kuai Chuan is not a person

Chapter 75

"I heard raindrops falling on the green grass..."

The system sang in a very consistent rhythm with tick-tock mechanical sounds, and it still had a weird sense of hearing.

Wen Xi sat down abruptly, pulled a strand of her hair, and said, "Shut up."

The system thoughtfully said: "Drink more hot water."

Wen Xi took a deep breath, and said silently, don't panic, don't be afraid of being irritable is the devil: "What's going on?"

System: "Aren't you paying attention to Chu Lan's situation?"

Wen Xi was stunned for a moment, distracted to go to the main body, poked out a wisp of spiritual consciousness, and what caught his eyes was a piece of verdant green, deep and shallow, with proper white space, making people look very comfortable.

He was held in someone's hand, and the warm palm just wrapped around his waist. The tip of the pen should have been dipped in water, and it became sticky and soft. Chu Lan rolled up his sleeves and picked up the pen. In one breath, the painting was finished in one go, with a unique sense of fluency.

Chu Lan stopped to look at the landscape for a while, and seemed a little dissatisfied, so she dipped some blue paint and sketched a few strokes on the scroll.

Wen Xi watched helplessly as the strand of hair hanging from his forehead turned blue.

System: "I want to show off my singing voice again."

Wen Xi didn't speak.

He continued: "The title of the song is "Kill Matt Meets Washing, Cutting and Blowing"."

Wen Xi lay paralyzed on the bed and didn't want to move.

He is already a salted fish, and he wants to retreat immediately without going out to see people for 10 years.

Thinking about it now, it’s not so ugly to have all green hair, at least you can still blow the little freshness of the elf forest, but what is going on now?

Wen Xi calmed down and thought carefully, and asked the system: "So my hair changes color with the brush dipped in it?"

System: "Yes."

Wen Xi was thoughtful: "So, after he finishes painting, he will be fine after washing his pen?"

System: "In theory, it is."

Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but the system seemed to be gasping for breath on purpose, and added: "But the paint used by Chu Lan is not extraordinary. Once it is stained, it is difficult to fade. He usually soaks the pen in a special brush wash after painting. In water, wait for the color to fade slowly."

Wen Xi: "..."

He still has to wait for this green hair to fade slowly?

Wen Xi: "No, I have to steal the brush back."

System: "Do you want to wear this green hat?"

He quickly corrected: "Slip of the tongue, green hair."

Wen Xi let out a long sigh, and collapsed on the bed, he might as well be a salted fish.

He took out his mobile phone and began to scan. This world is very magical. The gods have started to go out of business. One day, and then went out to the banquet in high spirits and fairy spirit.

Wen Xi was very satisfied with this, and highly praised the work of the system to select the world.

He turned to the Tianting gossip forum, just in time to see his and Chu Lan's posts floating on the front page, clicked in and saw a series of clear pictures in the main building, the content can be roughly summarized as "How did Immortal Yun Zheng pounce on Immortal Hengyuan?" in my arms".

Wen Xi sighed, withdrew, and saw the screen full of "The Record of Immortal Yun Zheng Touching Porcelain" and "Is Yun Zheng secretly in love with Heng Yuan?" After finally seeing a post without the two of them, the title read "Anyone else think they're kind of... compatible?".

Wen Xi slammed the phone off, using the green hair on his head to think about it, he knew what the post was about.

It turns out that gossip is regardless of race.

Wen Xi lay on the bed thinking about countermeasures, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything. It seemed that Chu Lan in this world didn't like him very much. It was so miserable.

The system whispered: "I don't like hugging so fast and so tightly..."

Wen Xi came back to his senses: "What did you say?"

The system closed its mouth: "I didn't say anything. But...you promised Chu Lan that you would bring wine to him for a drink, and you have to go sooner or later."

Wen Xi: "Wait until my hair returns to normal before going."

System: "Are you sure he won't draw again these two days?"

Wen Xi suddenly panicked: "Can I run overnight! The main body should be able to roll back with difficulty."

System: "After you are engraved with the divine seal by him, you can't stay too far away from him."

Wen Xi fell on the bed like a deflated ball: "Forget it, let's stop struggling."

He has already predicted that he will become "the hair is elegant purple when he is happy, the hair is mysterious silver when he is unhappy, the hair is red like flames when he is excited, and the hair is as white as snow when he is sad". The Mary Sue of the paint bucket.

Now that he has been able to separate his consciousness, he can observe Chu Lan's situation at any time. After Chu Lan painted the landscape impromptu, he stood quietly and admired it. He seemed to like this painting very much, and he looked at it for a long time with the corners of his mouth raised. , couldn't help but put the pen in his hand to his mouth and pecked it lightly.

Wen Xi: "!"

Chu Lan raised his mouth and closed his eyes to kiss his favorite brush. When he opened his eyes, he found that the emerald green brush in his hand had suddenly changed color and was burning red and red. It reminded him of... Red ass.

shy?

Chu Lan was aroused and said to the brush in his hand, "Have you opened your mind?"

Wen Xi shrinks back, pretending not to hear.

Chu Lan continued, "Stop pretending, or I'll burn you."

I saw that the brush in my hand was visibly shaking, and it took a long time before I made a cowardly voice: "I have a master."

Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and nodded: "Yes, it's me."

The green hair on the tip of the brush exploded instantly: "No! My master is Immortal Yun Zheng."

Chu Lan was taken aback for a moment, thoughtful.

I heard the little brush say aggrievedly: "Can you send me back to the master?"

System: "You are so cute, you will only make people miss you."

Wen Xi: "???"

He said seriously: "System, you have changed."

Unexpectedly, Chu Lan nodded and agreed, with intense interest in his eyes, he said: "It happens that Immortal Yunzheng will come to visit in a few days, and I will return you to him when the time comes."

Wen Xi: "Is he so good?"

System: "There must be a trap here."

It is rare for one person to unify a consensus, but knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, they still have to go on the road to Tiger Mountain.

But fortunately, Chu Lan thought that the little brush was enlightened. After Wenxi used all kinds of soft and hard bubbles, crying, crying, and jumping on the table, he finally hugged his black hair and did not turn into a colorful paint After two or three days, the barrel gradually returned to its original blackness.

Wen Xi hid in the house for a few days, and finally he was able to see people. He ordered someone to dig out the Qionglu wine under the Qionglu tree in the backyard. Unexpectedly, as soon as the order went down, he heard that Xiaoxian who was in charge of the matter had come See him.

That little fairy's name is Yiqing.

It is the object of his mission this time.Wen Xi, who had played the game for two days, stretched his sore hand and let him in.

Yiqing is a little demon enlightened by an unknown expert, and takes the position of managing flowers and plants in his cave mansion, a little fairy with low mana.

When Wen Xi saw someone, his eyes were bright and energetic, there was still a trace of baby fat on his cheeks, his flesh was plump, his eyebrows were delicate and tender, and he really had a good skin.

There is also a sense of incomprehension and innocence.

Wen Xi: "He just has a face that is easy to be bullied by scumbags."

Of course, the man is not guilty, but he is guilty of being pregnant, and he is not to blame for being spotted by a scumbag.

Although Yiqing was doing the work of taking care of flowers and plants, he was obviously very serious. He asked Wenxi: "If the wine is dug out, it may hurt the root system of the Qionglu tree. Xiaoxian doesn't know how to choose."

Wen Xi was sitting on the high seat, seeing him standing below with his head down, feeling a little overwhelmed, Wen Xi thought of joking, and deliberately said: "The root system can be separated from the soil with the earth spirit technique, what is the choice? ?”

Yiqing said in embarrassment: "I...haven't mastered the earth spirit technique yet."

Wen Xi raised his eyebrows: "If you don't understand these basic techniques, how do you take care of the flowers and trees in Yunzheng Palace?"

Looking at the floor with her downcast eyes, her heart started beating, a little nervous.

Unexpectedly, Wen Xi smiled: "Since that's the case, I'll take you in as an apprentice, and you don't have to worry about not knowing those basic spells from now on."

Yiqing was stunned for a moment

Also... is there such an operation?

He originally thought that he would face Wen Xi's ruthless dismissal, but he didn't expect that the sky would fall.

The little gardener who was originally clumsy and knew nothing became the only direct disciple of Immortal Yunzheng in one day.

Everyone in Yunzheng Palace expressed disbelief.

In fact, Wenxi's idea is very simple, since that scumbag looks down on Yiqing and thinks that he has a bad background, then he should elevate his status, so that that person can't play and deceive his feelings as he likes because of his status.

At the same time, teach him well so that he has the ability to protect himself and fight back.

After teaching Tu Ling on the spot, he went to dig out the two bottles of Qionglu wine with Qingle.

What should come will always come, Wen Xi took two jars of wine and walked in the direction of Hengyuan Palace.

He informed Chu Lan in advance, and Chu Lan ordered to go down and make some appetizers. While waiting for the Qionglu wine that he had been thinking about, he played with the little brush in his hand.

He set up the drinking place for the two in the courtyard. His courtyard is an autumn scene, with a fiery red maple forest behind him, the colors are thick and stunning.

Chu Lan poked the small writing brush: "Your master is coming soon."

Little Brush rolled his eyes, he still knew that his "Master"

How far is it from here?

When Wenxi came, Chu Lan quietly put the small brush into his sleeve again, and the two drank together with the appetizers. After drinking a jar of wine, Chu Lan still didn't mention anything about the brush.

Wen Xi saw that he didn't mention it, so he asked: "I lost a writing brush a few days ago, and I can vaguely feel that he is with you Hengyuan, can you return it to me?"

"Of course." Chu Lan won in one gulp.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he added: "The premise is that you let me draw you once."

He took out the emerald green brush from his sleeve, and repeatedly emphasized: "I will use this brush to draw you."