I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 238 Zhang Ying’s Travels (Twenty-four)
"Are you ok?"

Although Xia Qimiao didn't see anything bad, she still asked.

"Thank you for your concern, host," Lin Jiangdan raised her hand, and the light ball changed colors in her palm, "I feel better than ever before."

It is also stronger than ever before.

Xia Qimiao asked the Devouring Rose to take away the two women and the cradle, and then looked at Lin Jiangdan: "Why did you suddenly break through?"

She guessed that there was a high probability that it had something to do with Shen Baixian, but she needed more details to decide when she would lie in the coffin.

"You know, I've been stuck for a long time."

Lin Jiangdan always missed the mark every time she broke through. She was always unable to successfully take that step.

Now, Shen Baixian used seven words to enlighten her and make her realize it. Each word was a pearl.

"He said, 'The painter cares about the mind rather than the form.' It took me a long time to understand what He meant, so it took me so long to advance successfully."

If the poster heard this, it would definitely not take her so long to figure it out.

No, Lin Jiangdan quickly rejected her idea. The poster might have known her problem for a long time, but he didn't point it out because he wanted her to grow up on her own.

Judging from the calm expression on her face and the eyes as calm as still water after hearing these words, you can tell that she is not surprised by this and it is all under her control.

In the eyes of the poster, he is probably like a butterfly in a cocoon or a baby bird in a shell. External force cutting the cocoon and breaking the shell will only accelerate the death of the young ones. Only when they get out on their own can they be strong.

The original poster worked really hard and didn't want to leave his name. She didn't say it explicitly, or even hint to let her notice her intentions. She had to rely on her own observation and thoughtfulness to understand.

Xia Qimiao, who inexplicably received Lin Jiangdan's moved gaze, said that she was used to it, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Anyway, it seemed that she justified herself and didn't need to worry about it.

As a person with no talent for painting at all, she did not think about what that sentence meant to the painter, but instead worked backwards from the results to the causes.

The reason why Lin Jiangdan got a breakthrough in painting guidance is probably because she herself is a strange creature transformed from the obsession to pursue art.

There is a high probability that with Shen Baixian's advice, her painting level will improve, her mood will change, her obsession will strengthen, and she will achieve a breakthrough.

As for what that sentence meant, she didn't think about it at all. In her eyes, it was just a ladder, so she didn't need to think about it carefully.

"I feel like you're getting stronger."

Xia Qimiao was guiding her to reveal her new skills and turn her into an A-level monster. She couldn't just increase her level without strengthening it in other aspects.

"You are really discerning. I used to be able to draw dead things," Lin Jiangdan. "Now I can draw 'living' things."

"As long as I can extract human tears, I can draw a 'living' him."

It's a bit abstract. Is there any way to demonstrate it?
Xia Qimiao's eyes wandered around the room, and finally landed outside the door, where the gap-toothed man was still looking out.

"Why are you coming out now?" He saw the people walking out. He looked around subconsciously and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no other villagers were there. "Everything has been done, right?"

"Almost, I found this thing. I guess you may need it." Xia Qimiao patted Detective X and asked him to pass the tablecloth made of a white skirt to the gap-toothed man.

"What are you giving me this for..." He didn't care at first, but when he saw the lace on the edge of the cloth, he froze.

He quickly came to his senses and reached out to take it, but he pulled it back, wiped it hard on his pants twice, and then took back the yellow tablecloth with small drops of oil stains still on it.

He touched the pattern on it carefully and then held it in his arms.

At this moment, he recalled many images, including his mother's gentle hands, eyes bent like crescent moons, and the white skirt hanging from the beams. She cherished this dress very much and was reluctant to wear it. The last time she wore it was when she hanged herself.

This represents the beautiful white dress of the past. Unexpectedly, it was stripped away after death and cut into a tablecloth that was not cherished.

Just like her life.

Somehow, the gap-toothed man felt a surge of emotions, sadness overwhelmed him, and tears rolled down unconsciously.

At this time, a pair of cool hands touched his face and wiped away his tears. He looked at the woman who was also wearing a white dress and muttered for a long time before speaking boldly.

"You, you have to live well."

Before the other party could answer, he was already trying to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. What nonsense was he talking about? She looked like an "immortal" at first glance. She had boundless magical powers. How could she die so easily? She would definitely live a long time.

Lin Jiangdan, who was just extracting painting materials: Thanks for the blessing, he is dead, but... he can still be considered "alive".

She smiled at him: "I will."

Xia Qimiao took back the hand that was stroking the golden retriever: "There is nothing to find here anymore, let's go back."

The gap-toothed man wiped his eyes twice with the back of his hand. He held the shabby white dress in his arms: "Then I'll go ahead first. If I see anyone, I'll warn you loudly."

Lin Jiangdan was behind him. He didn't hold a paintbrush in his hand. Instead, he lit the ball of light and sketched a few strokes, and an extremely abstract shape came out.

"This is his form."

If Lin Jiangdan hadn't explained, Xia Qimiao really wouldn't have been able to tell that the painting was a human figure.

She observed carefully and could barely distinguish the head, arms and legs. No matter how detailed they were, she couldn't tell.

"This is his intention." Lin Jiangdan flicked the collected tears in, and the abstract painting gradually transformed into a real person. He was no different from the gap-toothed man walking in front.

The only difference is that the real gap-toothed man is holding a white skirt in his arms, while he is not.

Although the painted man does not have one, his arms are also bent, carefully, as if he is protecting something extremely precious.

This made Xia Qimiao think of an idiom, the finishing touch, tears are Lin Jiangdan's "eyes".

Is it really just tears that she extracted? She feels that it should not just look at its appearance. She tends to extract the emotion in it.

Emotion is an intangible thing that is difficult to capture. This kind of tears is its externalization and its tangible manifestation.

"Can it only behave this way?" Xia Qimiao asked.

"No, it has a certain degree of self-awareness and action capabilities, but I'm still exploring what specific aspects it can involve."

"Yazi?" Lin Jiangdan shouted.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

Two identical voices overlapped, and people who didn't know the inside story thought at first glance that there was only one person speaking.

The gap-toothed man turned around at the same time. Not only did he see Lin Jiangdan, he also saw someone who looked exactly like himself.

He froze for a moment and did not dare to move.