Chapter 848

Xie Qiao's face was a little dignified, and he was very worried.

Compared with the general master of painting and calligraphy, her identity Mo Chusheng is still a little younger. If Wen Lancheng really picks it up, the price of future paintings may be reduced...

Wen Lancheng had doubts in his heart.

But after all, this is a sculpture, not a famous painting on paper, so it is normal to miss it.

"I am afraid that Master Mo is also familiar with Mr. Yun Wei. Otherwise, just by copying, I am afraid that Mr. Yun Wei's painting style will not be so similar." Wen Lancheng politely returned the wooden sign.

Perhaps, this Master Mo and Mr. Yun Wei are close relatives?

Rumors say that Master Yun Wei is probably in his old age and has a sophisticated temperament, so the paintings and poems he makes have a feeling of seeing through the world.

There is a certain reason for people outside to say this, because he has also observed several paintings of Mr. Yun Wei. The master uses the brush to be empty and real, and the brush force is sometimes in the right position, and can see a bit of weakness, so everyone. The guy said that Mr. Yun Wei will not survive for a few years, and those paintings on the market will inevitably become masterpieces in the future.

Xie Qiao pursed his lips and smiled: "I don't know much about Shishu."

"Mr. Yun Wei's surviving works are all very wonderful. I really hope that one day I can visit his old man in person." Wen Lancheng showed a bit of respect on her face.

Xie Qiao kept calm: Good boy, your heart... I have received it.

"Miss Xie, did you feel sick from the cold wind yesterday? Your face seems a little hot." Yu Xian was very concerned.

Xie Qiao smiled shyly: "Thinking of Mr. Yun Wei, I also feel admiration. If I can see it, I will be elated and enthusiastic."

"..." Yu Xian didn't understand.

He's just an old man, there's nothing to see, but he's not a handsome young boy or a handsome young man.

After chatting a few more words, the three little girls closed their eyes to rest, and after opening their eyes again, they arrived in the city.

Wen Lancheng left with his wife who had not been through the door, and Yu Xian returned to Xie's house honestly.

Only Xie Qiao, under the watch of Zhou Weizong, went to Wangyun Building.

After changing into a dashing Taoist robe, washing his face and applying makeup, he took out all the good things in stock and loaded them into the carriage, and then went there with Zhou Weizong.

Zhou Weizong looked at Master Mo, saw that Master Mo closed his eyes and took a nap, and was going to explain the situation first.

"No need to say more, Pindao already knows." Xie Qiao looked unpredictable and light.

Zhou Weizong looked respectful: "What can Master do?"

"Let's see when we arrive." Xie Qiao was a lot colder.

Zhou Weizong nodded cautiously.

There were no accidents along the way, the horse was fast, and before noon, Xie Qiao arrived at the place before.

The sun was shining brightly at the moment, perhaps because there were more outsiders in the forest, so those ghosts were also hiding in the forest and looked lively, and rarely floated around.

That's fine, to save her from catching them one by one.

"I've heard of this person. It's incredible. She can open a tricky door... I'm afraid she's even more powerful than the one who came here yesterday!"

"This old and ugly old witch, mind her own business, and when she comes back, Daxian will definitely let her die!"

"She looked at me..."

"..."

Mo Chusheng's reputation is still very high, and the ghosts who have been to the capital know that the owner of Wangyun Tower is not someone who can be easily provoke.