Chapter 192 It’s great to be able to communicate with the gods again
No one dared to disturb Xie Yuchuan’s concentration, so they waited in silence.
Mrs.
"Master Zhang, do you know what happened to Yuchuan? Grandma was a little worried when she heard the noise just now."
Zhang Dayi is easy to talk to now. Although he is not sure what happened to Xie Yuchuan, he is serious I analyzed it for Xie Zhen: "I saw that the young general was painting late at night, and something happened suddenly. According to the general's daily behavior, this should not be the case. So, I was wondering if this matter had something to do with your Xie family's god? Of course, it might just be This is just a baseless guess. Second lady, you don’t have to take it seriously. You can ask in person later.”
Zhang Dayi speaks very artistically. If you say so, it must be close to ten." She looked at her sixth brother Xie Yuchuan again, "I see that Yuchuan is concentrating on it, and I'm afraid he won't be able to finish it in a while. I'll go back and tell my grandmother not to worry. Since my sixth brother is just painting, Then don't worry about taking a rest early."
Zhang Dayi nodded and said: "That's fine, after all, Mrs. Xie is old and in critical condition."
"Mr. Since I was a child, I have often been delayed for a long time. There is no need to wait for him here. The wind here is very bad, so I should rest early and take care of myself." Xie Zhen said with concern.
Zhang Dayi had no objection and nodded, feeling very happy.
Xie Zhen went back and returned to Mrs. Xie.
"Grandma, the sixth brother is fine. From what I heard, sir, it may be related to the sixth brother's connection with the gods."
I heard it was related to the family god.
When Mrs. Xie heard this, she quickly shook her head, "No, it has nothing to do with you, girl Zhen. It's just that my grandmother heard something related to the family god and was a little concerned about it. Don't worry."
"Okay, grandma too. I went over to watch my sixth brother concentrate on painting, so I didn't bother him."
If Yuchuan is still lucky enough to contact the family god...
"Like, But the sixth brother is painting, and no one else dares to disturb him," Xie Zhen said truthfully.
The words she said to Xie Yuchuan were sincere admonitions at the time, but after she came back, she was actually uneasy in her heart.
Xie Zhen always felt that Mrs. Xie looked at Xie Yuchuan with a lot more emotions in her eyes.
"Grandma, are you worried about something?"
Mrs. Xie said happily: "Okay, okay, we won't disturb him when he contacts the family god."
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
She saw her grandmother’s expression change after hearing what she said, and her heart skipped a beat. She thought that she had not done anything well, so she couldn’t help but ask: “Grandma, what did Zhen’er do wrong?”
The bright moon is in the sky.
Xie Zhen originally wanted to persuade her grandmother to rest, but she saw the look on Mrs.
“Is it related to the family god?”
Of all the Xie family members, only Mrs. Xie knew that her grandson Xie Yuchuan had lost contact with the family god.
In a moment of thought, I wholeheartedly prayed for God’s mercy.
Mrs. Xie’s eyes suddenly changed and she sat up unconsciously.
Although Mrs. Xie concealed it very well, she could still tell that her grandmother's mood was not very peaceful at the moment.
Mrs.
Xie Yuchuan couldn't notice the time or the changes around him at all. He was extremely focused on one thought.
Not long after, with white paper and ink lines, a statue of a goddess with a solemn and ethereal appearance appeared on the paper, lifelike.
Close the pen and finish. The glimmer of inspiration that he had always carried quickly dissipated, leaving behind a vivid image in his memory.
It’s just... Xie Yuchuan still has a trace of regret.
Unfortunately, on the way to exile, he only had Xuanmo for emergencies. Without Danqing for painting, he could not describe the charm he saw with his own eyes.
The people around him finally saw him come to his senses.
Xie Wuying was the most curious. As soon as Xie Yuchuan finished painting, he couldn't hold it back. He stretched his neck and tilted his head to look sideways. He couldn't see clearly in the night. Fortunately, when Xie Yuchuan was painting just now, Xie Wenjie saw that the light was dim. , quietly rekindled the candle, illuminating the side for him.
"Sixth brother! It's really amazing. The goddess statue you painted seems to be alive."
Xie Wenjie heard this and came closer to observe. After seeing it clearly, his eyes lit up and he turned to look at Xie Yuchuan with a surprised tone. : "Brother Six, why do you suddenly want to draw a statue of a goddess? Is it possible..."
Although he didn't say the rest, Xie Wenjie's eyes revealed his mood at the moment.
When Xie Wuying heard what his brother said, his head turned around instantly, his big eyes piercing!
"Sixth Brother?!"
One on the left and one on the right, two clan brothers who share weal and woe, Xie Yuchuan had no intention of hiding his family.
Shen Mu nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "I saw the statues of immortals occasionally, but it was difficult to copy the charm, so I reluctantly wrote them down."
Brothers Xie Wuying and Xie Wenjie, in the cold night Zhong suddenly took a breath of cold air!
Immediately afterwards, the blood of the two people rushed back, their blood veins bulged, and their expressions were extremely excited!
Both of them turned their heads, their four eyes eager to see through the statue painted by Xie Yuchuan!
Xie Yuchuan raised his head and met Zhang Dayi's smiling eyes, and then he was shocked to realize that Zhang Dayi had been waiting for him beside him just now.
He nodded and apologized: "Sir, I'm sorry."
How can Zhang Dayi care about this? He smiled and waved his hand.
The portrait was surrounded by two young men. No matter how curious Zhang Dayi was, it was difficult to squeeze through. Anyway, he was not in a hurry, so Zhang Dayi told Xie Yuchuan what Mrs. Xie had just asked Xie Zhen to come over and take a look at. .
By the way, Xie Yuchuan deliberately looked back and looked into the distance, meeting the worried eyes of his grandmother, Mrs. Xie.
There were more than ten people between the two of them, so Xie Yuchuan couldn't speak loudly for fear of disturbing others.
"From the look on Young Master Wuying's face, I guessed that it was related to the spiritual thing, so I said a few more words. The original intention was to let the old lady rest at ease, but from what I saw, it seemed to have the opposite effect." The old lady of the Xie family added Refreshed, Zhang Dayi's tone sounded a little depressed because of his incompetence.
Xie Yuchuan expressed his gratitude to Zhang Dayi.
"My grandmother may be worried about me, and it is not my fault."
From a distance, Xie Yuchuan knew what his grandmother was worried about, and thought that he could feel the "presence" of the family god again. The heavy peace of mind made him smile uncontrollably and nodded happily to Mrs. Xie twice.
Maybe the ancestors and grandsons are of the same mind.
When Mrs. Xie saw Xie Yuchuan's movements, she lifted the big stone in her throat and made a "pop" sound that sank into her heart.
Finally feeling at ease.
Mr.
Xie Yuchuan pulled Xie Wuying up from the painting, "Hezhi, go to grandma to deliver some soothing tonics so that the old man can rest early."
"Go immediately."< br>
(End of this chapter)