The chivalrous spirit is fickle

And I can draw better than you! I can beat you!

Zou Si's competitive spirit was aroused by Shi Gu's words when it shouldn't have been aroused.

At this time, Shi Gu had no idea how big a disaster he had caused. Instead, he happily started painting again, feeling that he had prevented an innocent girl from going astray.

An hour later, people finished their paintings and came forward to hand in their scrolls. Unexpectedly, Wang Song was unusually easy to talk to today and actually let most people pass.

Shi Gu was still concentrating on painting, his brush moving non-stop as he sketched out a charming beauty on the paper.

Shi Gu Hua was so excited that he picked up the wine flask he carried with him and drank it in big gulps. Then he subconsciously glanced at Zou Si beside him, and then sprayed the wine in his mouth all over the floor.

It turned out that Zou Si had great painting skills and he drew a lazy beautiful woman on the drawing paper. It was that face that Shi Gu felt seemed too familiar.

This seemingly silly girl was actually drawing a pornographic picture of the leader of the East Sea Sword Sect? !

This madman! Is he not going to return to the East Sea Sword Sect? !

Chapter 48: Wang Song’s Collapse

The leader of the East Sea Sword Sect is named Qu Liu, and he is at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts.

Qu Liusheng was quite pretty, but she was a sloppy person. She would sit on the mountain of the sect and doze off all day long with disheveled hair, holding a sword.

She is a casual, relaxed and talkative person.

But that doesn’t mean she would let her apprentice draw erotic pictures for her!

Shi Gu's expression was quite interesting. Looking at Zou Si who was painting very seriously, he didn't know what to say.

Qu Liu is about 400 years old this year, one generation older than Shi Gu. However, she didn't expect that when she was 400 years old, her closed disciple was painting her bellyband.

If Qu Liu knew about this, Shi Gu would probably not be able to survive, and his death would be a very ugly one.

But I have to say that Zou Si's painting is pretty good, and also pretty rough...

"Ahem...Miss Zou."

Shi Gu coughed lightly, interrupting Zou Si who was drawing an erotic picture. Zou Si raised his little face. His originally fair and clean face now had a few more ink marks, making him look like a serious but overly silly little cat.

"What did you tell me to do?"

Zou Si had no idea that she was doing something dangerous, her eyes were pure, as if she was not painting a pornographic picture.

"I want to ask, has your master ever beaten you?"

After hearing this, Zou Si thought seriously for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said.

"No, my master loves me very much and has never hit me."

Shi Gu looked at Zou Si with pity, shook his head and sighed.

"It's almost time. Eat whatever you want in the next two days."

Zou Si was confused, blinked and asked.

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Shi Gu sighed deeply again, then smiled gently and comforted Zou Si.

"It's okay, we won't live anymore."

"...I always feel like you're thinking of something very rude, uncle."

In the next half hour, Shi Gu tried to remind Zou Si indirectly, but Zou Si just couldn't listen. Even when Shi Gu pointed it out directly, Zou Si still didn't realize how big a disaster he had caused.

Shi Gu swore that he really wanted to pry open this guy's head and see what was inside.

People from the East Sea Sword Sect are all like this, stubborn and hard, like a rotten stone, leaving others helpless.

Another hour passed, and almost everyone in Taoyuan had left. Only Zou Si, Shi Gu, and the unfriendly-looking Wang Song were left.

Wang Song picked another peach blossom and walked towards the two troublemakers with a frown. He was in a bad mood.

Many years ago, Wang Song, who was still an unknown person, had to paint some erotic pictures in order to make a living. It was a helpless act, but also something that should not be made public.

Wang Song didn't think he had done anything wrong. After all, he didn't draw many erotic pictures, probably only about four or five hundred. That shouldn't be considered a lot, right?

A master of painting actually once painted erotic pictures. If this matter were to get out, his reputation would be ruined.

Wang Song was a little uneasy. He was not sure whether Shi Gu had any evidence that he had painted erotic pictures.

Just like that, Wang Song walked up to Shi Gu in anxiety and nervousness, put on a stern look, and asked Shi Gu.

"How is it, is the painting done?"

Shi Gu slowly stood up, spread out the drawing paper with a smile on his face, and said.

"Please have a look, sir."

Wang Song took a quick look and was slightly surprised. He saw the woman in the painting sitting on the bed. She was wearing a red bellyband on her upper body, but her lower body was pressed down by the quilt. Only one white leg was sticking out of the quilt and lightly tapping the ground.

The woman looked shy, her eyes were blurred, her cheeks flushed, and she looked very ambiguous.

It seems revealing but not revealing, and is both concealed and shy. It is erotic but not obscene, and the painting is exquisitely done. It is a rare and exquisite erotic painting.

Wang Song reached out and stroked his beard, and couldn't help but nodded and commented.

"Yes, it's erotic but not obscene, and gives people enough room for reverie. But who is the woman in the painting? I don't think she looks like any of the twelve pictures in the Erotic Palace."

There are also rules for erotic paintings. In most of the erotic paintings, the women who appear are fictional women from the Twelve Erotic Paintings, and each has their own allusions.

Like a fairy in a dream, obsessed with people; like a bamboo forest witch, charming everyone; and the peach forest banshee who is most similar to peach blossoms.

Hearing Wang Song's question, Shi Gu remained calm and answered with a smile.

"Oh, I drew the concubine of the leader of Yulin League."

"..."

Wang Song's face twitched and he turned and left without hesitation, pretending that he had never seen the painting. Then, before he could turn around, he was grabbed by Shi Gu and Wang Song became furious.

"Damn it, if you want to die, don't drag me into it, I won't pass!"

"Your painting must not be accepted!"

Shi Gu came forward and whispered in Wang Song's ear with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Wang, if you don't let me pass, I will spread what happened today and say that you have seen the pornographic pictures of the concubine of the leader of the Yulin League."

"I swear, the concubine of the leader of the Yulin League really looks like this, and she really wears a bellyband like this."

Wang Song's body stiffened and his face twitched, as if he had a seizure. After a moment of silence, he said with tears in his eyes.

"No, I'll give it to you, isn't it enough? Please forgive me."

Hearing this, Shi Gu let go of Wang Song's body with satisfaction, but turned to look at Zou Si beside him. The look he gave Wang Song could not help but show a bit more sympathy.

After Wang Song got rid of Shi Gu, before he could even catch his breath, he saw Zou Si standing up with an expectant look on his face. He turned the drawing paper and saw another erotic picture.

"..."

To be honest, at that moment, Wang Song almost thought that the title he had chosen was "Erotic Picture" instead of "Peach Blossom".

Wang Song, who was already very angry, stopped being polite and waved his sleeves, speaking in a bad tone.

"Fail."

Zou Si frowned, held up the erotic painting he had drawn, and asked back in dissatisfaction.

"Why?"

Wang Song was so angry that he laughed. He pointed at the woman in the painting who was lying on the bed like a corpse and said.

"Your painting skills are good, but look at this erotic painting you drew. The person is lying like a corpse. She is a beauty, so what? Who would find a corpse horrible? It's just scary, okay?"

"What you drew is not a pornographic picture at all, but a scary ghost story!"

"Also, tell me in more detail what the story is. Tell me, who is the woman who looks like a corpse in the painting?"

"She is my master, the leader of the East Sea Sword Sect, Qu Liu."

"..."

Wang Song reached out and pulled out a strand of his beard. Well, it hurt. This was not a nightmare.

Wang Song, who noticed this, suddenly collapsed. With red eyes, he snatched the paintings from Zou Si and Shi Gu's hands, tore them to pieces, and then begged bitterly to the two of them.

"Please don't come here again."

"Go and harm others, okay?"

"Brother, uncle, ancestor, I still want to live a few more years."

Chapter 49: Chess

Wang Song swore that he never wanted to see those two troublemakers, Shi Gu and Zou Si, again.

They were asked to paint peach blossoms, but they insisted on painting erotic pictures. One painted the concubine of the leader of Yulin League, and the other painted the leader of Donghai Sword Sect.

Isn't this going to cost him his life?

Wang Song ignored Shi Gu's obstruction and tore the two people's erotic pictures into pieces. Then he used the six strange stone orders and begged the two people bitterly.

"My two lords, I am an old man and I really don't have the honor to see your paintings. Here are six strange stone orders. You two can divide them up. Don't come here again in the future."

"Please, I really don't want to die!"

Wang Song spoke sincerely, he was really afraid of dying at the hands of these two men. He originally thought that he could get paid for watching people paint, but he didn't expect that this was actually a life-threatening job.

Shi Gu was overjoyed when he heard this, and reached out to take the strange stone order. However, at this moment, Zou Si on the side frowned and said seriously.

"This is against the rules."

Shi Gu and Wang Song both stiffened at the same time and looked at Zou Si in surprise, but they thought of the same thing in their hearts.

It seems even more against the rules that you draw a pornographic picture of your own master.

Zou Si didn't notice the strange looks from the two people, but picked up a strange stone order seriously and spoke slowly.

"What is mine must be mine. What is not mine, I don't want it even if it is given to me."

"I should take this strange stone order, but I don't want the rest. I will rely on my own abilities to get the rest of the strange stone orders."

The people from the East Sea Sword Sect are really stubborn yet adorable.

Wang Song wanted to cry but had no tears, but Shi Gu laughed even more happily. He held the remaining five strange stones in his arms and said with a smile on his face.

"That's great, I can get a few more pieces."

Zou Si's eyes turned, he looked at Shi Gu and said softly.

“You can only take one.”

"..."

Shi Gu's breath stopped and he looked back at Zou Si in disbelief, surprised.

"why?"

Zou Si blinked and said.

"Aren't we in the same group? If you take it, it means I take it too."

"Who is in the same group with you?"

After a brief silence, Shi Gu couldn't help but shout out loudly, but when Zou Si heard it, he tilted his head slightly and said with some confusion.

"Didn't we draw erotic pictures together? You also taught me how to draw erotic pictures."

"Without you, I wouldn't be able to draw my master's erotic paintings."

Shi Gu felt Wang Song's gaze, like needles piercing his body, full of contempt, disdain, and undisguised hatred.

It turns out that it was you who came up with the idea. You even taught a teenage girl how to draw erotic pictures. You deserve to die!

Shi Gu hugged the strange stone order tightly in his arms and said without giving in.

"What if I don't want to?"

If so many strange stone orders were obtained, then those two silly girls, Shen Yue and Su Xue, would have a place to stay. Especially Su Xue, whose attainments in music, chess, calligraphy and painting could be described as pathetic.

Zou Si looked calm, holding a long sword, and spoke in a calm tone.

"I will report you."