2975: C2975 Painter

C2975 Painter

Off to the side, there was an elegant and exquisite little house. At the moment, the courtyard outside the door was bustling with activity. It was filled with people. Almost every single household in the town had arrived.

But everyone was very quiet.

From afar, Gu Xin'er pointed at Meng Fan and said, "It's over there. Ever since the few experts and managers in the town said that the painting contained a strong charm and that it was beneficial for one's martial arts, there were people in the town who would come in the morning and night to ask for paintings. However, that handsome big brother only painted three paintings every day, which caused everyone to feel extremely worried, because WuTown had over a thousand families, more than four thousand people.

So on the first day, when everyone almost broke the house down, making a racket and carrying all sorts of things, someone even took out a few gold bars they had hidden in their house to exchange for a painting, but Big Brother said it was noisy and annoying, he just wanted to make a painting in peace, a picture for a piece of meat, or a bowl of rice, enough for him to eat and drink, if there was any more ruckus, he wouldn't draw a single one.

There were also domineering people who would make their big brother draw immediately. Their big brother was just a normal person, but he didn't even look at those domineering people. He directly said those people's names and said that they would never ask for a painting again.

Since then, it had been much quieter here. After all, anyone can afford to pay for a piece of meat and a bowl of rice, so Big Brother would pick three people to paint for him as he is afraid that Big Brother would be too angry and stop painting. "

Meng Fan stopped walking. He didn't know why, but he was afraid.

When Gu Xin'er saw his expression, her smooth eyebrows immediately creased. She directly pulled his hand and walked forward.

Gu Xin'er was already at the Fourth Stage of Body Refinement. She was not far from the Fifth Stage, so how could Meng Fan withstand her? He was quickly pulled into the crowd.

There was no one in WuTown who did not know Gu Xin'er. Seeing that she had come, everyone tactfully moved aside, but when they saw Meng Fan behind Gu Xin'er, everyone's expression immediately became filled with disgust.

"Hmm? "Meng Fan, you're a sickly, unlucky star, why are you here!"

The one who spoke was a tall and sturdy youth with tanned skin. It was Lei Hu.

Lei Hu's father was the captain of the WuTown Guard. Including Lei Hu, there was also Lei Bao and Lei Tao. The three brothers were considered very powerful in terms of WuTown, and could be said to be overbearing amongst the town's youths.

He was obviously here to ask for a painting, because his father, Lei Li, was the one who was so domineering that the painter immediately asked the painter to paint. The painter said very calmly that Lei Li was not allowed to come here to paint again, and just as Lei Li, who was used to being domineering, was about to explode, he was suddenly scolded by the WuTown Mayor, Gu Yuan, and said, "Don't be presumptuous."

Since Lei Li couldn't come, Lei Hu came to ask for a painting. He learnt to be a good boy and didn't act recklessly, so he was very obedient.

However, the Lei Clan was really used to being arrogant and cocky. Therefore, when Lei Hu saw the paintings that the normal families in two towns had already obtained, he felt stifled and angry, yet he could not flare up. At this time, when he saw Meng Fan, it was as if he had found a outlet to vent his anger.

"What are you doing?" Gu Xin'er immediately stood in front of Meng Fan.

Seeing Gu Xin'er, Lei Hu's expression softened a little, but Gu Xin'er had always had a good temper. Lei Hu smiled and said, "Miss Xin'er, it's better if you don't get too close with this kind of unlucky star. When he came, we all felt that it was too unlucky."

"You …" Gu Xin'er was about to get angry, but someone stopped her.

"Xin'er, it's a girl's house. Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Put your hands down."

The one who spoke was a tall and slender woman who looked 80% similar to Gu Xin'er, but had many more bewitching looks.

She was also much taller than Gu Xin'er.

It was Gu Xin'er's sister, Gu Qing.

One of the two lotuses known as the WuTown.

Two years ago, she was the one who found Meng Fan in private and kept him at a distance from Gu Xin'er. Before that, Meng Fan and Gu Xin'er could be said to be very close.

Seeing her sister, Gu Xin'er immediately quieted down. However, she still held Meng Fan's hand and stubbornly refused to let go.

Seeing this, Gu Qing frowned slightly and walked step by step towards Gu Xin'er.

It gave Gu Xin'er a huge pressure.

That pair of long and swaying legs made many youths of WuTown fall in love with it, yet also feel fear.

Because Gu Qing, had already reached the eighth level of the Body Refinement Realm, and was without a doubt the number one person among the WuTown young generation!

Xin'er, you should have trained steadily. I know that you have no intention for martial arts, but right now, you are at the critical point of breaking through to the Fifth Stage, and yet, you are in contact with this kind of situation, wasting your time and energy.1

Gu Qing's voice was icy cold.

Meng Fan, who was already in a daze from the staggering steps, suddenly woke up and involuntarily retreated backwards.

This scene instead caused Gu Qing to be stunned.

Although Meng Fan was weak, and was considered to be the weakest among the WuTown's younger generation, Gu Qing knew of Meng Fan's stubbornness and perseverance.

Deep in her heart, Gu Qing admired Meng Fan's spirit.

But admiration was admiration. The fact was the truth. Meng Fan was a weak person and was very ostracized in the town, so he shouldn't have any relationship with the Gu family. This was a humiliation to the Gu family.

Now, the cowardice that Meng Fan had suddenly shown made Gu Qing uncomfortable.

Lei Hu laughed. "I'm as timid as a mouse."

"Yeah, yeah."

There were others beside him who echoed his sentiments.

"Meng Fan."

Suddenly, a voice was heard.

That voice was very gentle. It was as if all those who heard it were welcoming a warm spring breeze after a harsh winter. The voice also contained a faint magnetism. Just by hearing this voice, one would be able to captivate many females.

The surrounding tens of people all followed the voice and looked over.

Inside the exquisite little wooden house, a few stewards who were well-known in WuTown sat upright. They were here to visit the painter and chat with him while he was painting.

A painter was just an ordinary person who had not stepped into the Martial Dao, so of course, they would not talk about martial arts. Thus, when talking about scenery, eating, drinking, and other insignificant things, there would always be something in the words of a painter that made these stewards realize what they were talking about, making them believe more and more that a painter was not an ordinary person.

At this moment, all of the managers looked at Meng Fan.

Because the painter had called his name.

The painter also walked out step by step.

This painter was over seven feet tall, wearing a white embroidered robe. He had a slender and perfect figure, and his face was as white as jade. As Gu Xin'er had said, he was indeed very handsome and elegant.

At the same time, the painter gave off a free and easy aura. It was as if all the suffering and troubles in the world would not affect him, and he did not care about them at all.

This kind of temperament caused many people to become infatuated.

Gu Qing couldn't help but turn her head to look at the painter. She was lost in thought and realized that she had lost her composure. Her face was cold again, but she still couldn't help but peek at the painter.

He was much taller than Meng Fan, so he squatted down, looked at Meng Fan, smiled gently and said, "A man who has tried hard, failed, cried, kneeled down to others in order to survive, and struggled to stand up again, his life is full of honor. A moment of cowardice is not always cowardice."

Meng Fan didn't understand.

However, when he looked at the painter, he only felt that he was very close. His heart was also very warm. The haze that had hung over his heart for the past few days had somewhat dissipated.

Gu Xin'er looked at Meng Fan, then glanced at the painter.

For some reason, Gu Xin'er had the nagging feeling that their appearances were … What about some of them?

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