Tianshi travels in the clouds, returns to the mountain and finds that his home has been stolen

Chapter 92 Drawing out of thin air
"If it was Qingming who went to the cemetery, the time is wrong."

"The trigger time of Yin Peach Blossom is very short, please remember carefully, have you ever been to other most yin places?"

Haiqiu continued to ask patiently.

Tilting his head hard to think about it, he suddenly frowned.

"Bar! Daoist, could it be a bar? I often go to that place!"

"The environment in that place is dark, and they are all women, but it matches the conditions you said, Taoist!"

After trying to finish speaking, he looked at Taoist Haiqiu excitedly.

As long as he finds the crux of the problem, he will be saved.

Haiqiu shook his head, "The bar is not considered the most shady place."

He rubbed his chin hard and thought carefully.

"Then there is only a yacht! I occasionally go out to sea on a yacht."

"The sea water is cold, it should be regarded as the most shady place!"

Haiqiu still shook his head, wrinkling the word Sichuan on his forehead.

"Where else is the most yin place?"

"By the way! There is a wine cellar in the basement of my house. It is underground and there is no light all year round!"

"It's definitely the most yin place, I would occasionally go down and have a drink or two, it must be because of that contamination!"

"The golf course is backed by a mountain with a heavy air? The chassis of the sports car is too low, and it is too earthy?"

Afterwards, he worked hard to make some conjectures, but Haiqiu rejected them one by one.

[Fuck!Is this coming for treatment, or is it coming to Versailles? 】

[Oh, it's nice to have money, it can't be spent, it can't be spent at all! 】

[So where did the yin peach blossom get infected? 】

Listening to the various guesses made by the hard work, the audience also began to make various guesses.

"Benefactor, if you can't find a place contaminated with yin peach blossoms, I'm afraid the poor will not be able to help you."

Haiqiu shook his head, expressing that there was nothing he could do.

"Don't! Daoist, don't say that, you must save me!"

Hearing Haiqiu's response, he was so anxious that he almost cried.

"Daozhang, you must help me!"

Trying to speak, I was about to kneel when my knees were bent.

Haiqiu quickly helped him up, when Zhang Ping'an's voice came.

"He is not infected with ordinary peach blossoms, he should have been cursed with peach blossoms!"

After Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, he stood up slowly.

"The Peach Blossom Curse?"

"Little Heavenly Master! You must save me!"

Trying to see Zhang Ping'an talking, he quickly started asking Zhang Ping'an for help.

"Haiqiu, go get me a piece of paper and a pencil."

"Benefactor, please be calm and don't be impatient. Since you have come to Fangshan to watch me, there is no reason to stand idly by."

Zhang Pingan gave Haiqiu an order, and then turned his head to appease the hardworking mood.

[Yin Peach Blossom Curse?Does it mean that it is man-made to try hard to get this yin peach blossom?Who is so wicked that this thing hurts people? 】

[According to hard work, I analyze that the person who cast the curse is either an acquaintance or a stranger! 】

[What does the little celestial master need paper and pen for? Is this a prescription for medicine? 】

[This yin peach blossom belongs to metaphysics, so taking medicine should be of no use, right? 】

[Could it be that the little celestial master wants to draw a talisman?But isn't the character drawn with a brush? 】

Hearing Zhang Ping'an's words, various speculations were launched in the barrage.

Not long after, Haiqiu brought the pen and paper and handed it to Zhang Ping'an.

Holding a pen and paper in his hand, Zhang Pingan came to Hard Work.

"Benefactor, do you remember the woman in your dream?"

"Remember! I remember so much, I dream of her every day, and I can even count how many eyelashes she has!"

Hard work quickly responded to Zhang Ping'an's question.

"That's good! Now please describe her appearance."

While talking, Zhang Pingan put the paper on a stool, squatted down and pointed the pen tip at the paper.

"Well, first of all, she is a woman with long hair, and her face is about this long!"

Trying to speak, he raised his right hand and gestured with his thumb and index finger.

Zhang Ping'an couldn't help frowning at these words.

"Benefactor, can you be a little more detailed, I can't extract any useful information from your narrative."

"Okay! I will recall the memory again!"

Then he tried hard to recall, while Zhang Pingan quickly started to draw on the paper.

Occasionally ask about some details, and make supplements on paper after getting the answer.

[Fuck!The little celestial master can still sketch? 】

[I don't know how the little Tianshi draws, will the final effect be the same as those two uncles' drawing mermaids? 】

[How is it possible, I have seen the little celestial master write before, and that handwriting is very beautiful. 】

[Calligraphy and painting belong to the same family, and if you want to come to the little celestial master, the level of painting can't be lowered. 】

[You guys are still discussing paintings, am I the only one who is curious about what that woman looks like? 】

With the discussion of the audience in the live broadcast room, Zhang Ping'an's painting is also coming to an end.

Finally, Zhang Pingan handed the paper to Hardworking after making revisions and obliterating according to Hardworking's description.

"Benefactor, can you see if this woman is in your dream?"

Seeing the painting that Zhang Pingan handed over, trying to widen his eyes.

"Yes! This is the person, exactly like the woman in my dream!"

"Little Heavenly Master, you are simply a god!"

Trying hard not to hold back a word of praise.

"Then do you know this person? This person is the one who cursed you."

"I don't know her. If I want to know her, I would have asked her clearly."

Hearing Zhang Ping'an's question, he shook his head hard.

"Then you need to think about it carefully, the benefactor."

"If you want to be infected with the Yin Peach Blossom Curse, you need to have physical contact with the person who cast the curse."

【Look!I guessed right, it was either done by an acquaintance or a stranger! 】

[Oh!It's difficult for Mr. Hardworking. He doesn't know how many women he has to meet in a day. How can he remember them all? 】

[No, why does this woman look so familiar to me, can I get closer? 】

Lin Meng was also paying attention to the barrage at this time, and saw the news at once.

"Little Celestial Master, some viewers in the live broadcast room said that they might know this person!"

Lin Meng came to Zhang Ping'an and said.

Try to hear the light up.

"Let him recognize, whoever can recognize this woman, I will give 100 million!"

【I go!As expected of a hard-working son, the money can't be spent at all! 】

[Goddess Lin, quickly ask the little celestial master to bring the painting closer, this is the closest I've come to 100 million! 】

[I'll try too, to see if I can recognize this person! 】

Hearing that Hard Work had issued a reward of one million directly, the entire live broadcast room immediately boiled up.

Zhang Pingan also handed the painting to Lin Meng at this time, and Lin Meng held it in front of the camera.

Liu Yue took a close-up of the painting.

[Who is this!I don't know it at all, my 100 million is gone! 】

[This woman is pretty, so she must be a female Internet celebrity, right? 】

At this moment, a bullet screen appeared.

[I know who this woman is now, haha!The 100 million is mine now! 】

(End of this chapter)