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Chapter 109 Oral Covenant
Baishi County.

It was still early, and Fang Zelin left Beiqu County directly after learning about Baishi County.

When he left, he saw a group of people rushing towards Beiqu County from a distance.

Looking at the clothes of the people on horseback, they are all officials in the government.

According to the instructions on the map, Fang Zelin probably knew where Baishi County was, and walked along the official road.

Although he knew that there was an expert in Baishi County, Fang Zelin did not rush there.

Playing along the way is also a kind of practice for Fang Zelin.

After a year of practice, Fang Zelin's current temperament has settled down a lot.

If it was in the past, I am afraid that he would have rushed away by now.

But now, Fang Zelin is walking leisurely all the way, his eyes are all on the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers around him.

From here to Baishi County, there is a section of road that is a waterway.

Fang Zelin got on a boat at a port, and along the way, the scenery on the river bank came into his eyes.

The craftsmen of the Jin Dynasty were quite successful, and the ships they built were quite huge.

There are even watertight compartments at the bottom of the ship.

The huge hull makes the ship quite stable when driving.

There is a painter on board who is very proficient in painting.

When Fang Zelin was sitting on the bow of the boat looking at the landscape, he saw the painter waving the brush and ink in his hands, and the layers of mountains and rivers were fully revealed under his brush.

Fang Zelin looked on in amazement.

As a layman, he still thinks that the other party is very powerful for this kind of painting technique.

"This brother."

Fang Zelin watched from the side fascinated, but he didn't expect the artist to stand up and cup his hands at him after finishing the painting.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Seeing the other party greet him, Fang Zelin asked a little strangely.

"I'm looking at Xiongtai with a high temperament, handsome face, but with an ethereal aura, and my heart is itchy. I wonder if I can paint a picture for Xiongtai?"

The painter seemed extremely sincere when he spoke.

He had noticed Fang Zelin just now, but he hadn't finished painting just now, so he didn't speak.

Now that the painting is finally finished, I just want to paint a painting for Fang Zelin.

It is extremely difficult to draw a temperament like Fang Zelin's, but if it can be drawn, it must be a masterpiece!
Paint yourself?
Fang Zelin was taken aback when he heard this, but he didn't expect the other party to make such a request.

After thinking for a while, Fang Zelin readily agreed.

"Then there will be work!"

After speaking, Fang Zelin stood at the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back at the request of the painter.

The slender body, standing at the bow of the ship at the moment, also looks extraordinarily brilliant.

The painter Ran Ziming was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly sat down to paint.

For a person like Fang Zelin, it is really difficult to draw it completely.

But for him, that is a kind of challenge. If he can do it, he will surely be able to improve his painting skills in the future.

It's a pity that the difficulty is still too high for him.

Ran Ziming sat on the bow of the boat, waiting for the sun to set on the western mountain, and then to watch the moon rise. When he reached the face, he couldn't draw any more.

In his heart, he only felt that it was wrong to draw this brush, and he couldn't draw the result he wanted.

So I kept procrastinating, and when the moon was on the top of the willow tree, I still couldn't write.

After the night passed, Ran Ziming's head was dizzy and he felt a little swollen.

However, at this moment, a ray of light pierced the clouds in the distance, and a round of sun slowly rose.

The rising sun, which was born at the beginning, is extraordinarily gentle at this moment.

The wind on the river was blowing Fang Zelin's long sleeves, as if he was about to ride the wind away at any time.

Seeing this scene, Ran Ziming only felt a bang, and a light flashed in his mind.

Then quickly swipe the ink to write.

After Ran Ziming's forehead dripped with sweat, he finished the last stroke.

Ran Ziming flicked the pen, and then burst out laughing.

"It's done, it's done!"

Looking at Fang Zelin in the painting at this moment, who looks like a banished fairy, he is extremely happy in his heart at this moment.

Such a painting is actually made by him.

That is, there are no regrets in this life!

Fang Zelin turned his head when he heard the voice, and then walked to the other side.

Since yesterday, he has been standing all the time. It was already midnight, seeing the other party's delay in writing, Fang Zelin wanted to ask.

Just seeing that the other party's brows were full of sorrow, he didn't make a sound to disturb him.

Now it's finally finished?

Fang Zelin glanced at the painting, and then saw a slender figure in the painting, with wide sleeves fluttering in the wind.

There is an ordinary sharp sword on the back, but it looks extraordinary in the painting.

In the painting, Fang Zelin only showed a side face, but that ethereal aura was vividly highlighted.

The sun in the distance is rising at this moment.

The person in the painting seems to be flying away.

At first glance, there is nothing special about this painting, but when you look carefully, you can feel the artistic conception in it.

"Great!"

Fang Zelin couldn't help admiring at this moment, this painting is really very good.

"Brother, this painting is also my proudest work. It should have been given to Xiongtai. I thank you for your help, but I want to collect this painting."

Ran Ziming looked at Fang Zelin with a hint of request on his face.

Fang Zelin heard the words, glanced at the painting in the other party's hand, and suddenly smiled.

"Then you are a collector. When you get married and start a business, how about passing this painting down from generation to generation? If one day, I can see this painting again, I will make a small request to your family and take it away."

To be honest, Fang Zelin himself liked this painting very much.

Originally, I wanted to spend some money to buy it, but now listening to the other party's words, I feel that it is a bit difficult.

After thinking about it, Fang Zelin opened his mouth and made a verbal agreement.

After all, he is a cultivator of immortality, no matter what, he can't survive the other party, right?

And by that time, Fang Zelin's morality will also improve a lot.

Xu Fang's junior, a mortal request, can still be fulfilled.

"Brother, you mean, brother's junior?"

Hearing this, Ran Ziming was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise.

He is about the same age as Fang Zelin, according to Fang Zelin, if he can meet his offspring.
How could this person feel that he could live so long.

Fang Zelin smiled when he heard the words, "It's Fang, I don't know where your brother lives?"

"My next home lives in Ran Mansion, Liuyunfang, the capital city."

Ran Ziming heard the words, and subconsciously responded.

"I will remember this place below."

Fang Zelin nodded when he heard the words, then looked at the location of this place, turned around and jumped off the boat, landing firmly on the river.

Then walk on the river.

Fang Zelin was about to get off the boat here, and it would be a long way to go by boat. Unfortunately, there is no port here, so he had to leave on his own.

At this moment, the sun had just risen, and the people in the boat hadn't woken up yet. Right now, only Ran Ziming watched Fang Zelin stepping on the water in a daze.

(End of this chapter)