On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1722: The Universe in the “Divine Painting”

When the recording came out, everyone was shocked.

It was not until the abbot withdrew his hand that thunderous applause broke out all around.

"Oh my god, I heard it right, that was the sound from before."

"It's real, not ventriloquism!"

"Of course not. Taoist Master Kunshan is right in front of us. If it was ventriloquism and he was imitating it, he would have jumped out long ago."

"Master is worthy of being a master. He can do this too."

The abbot stopped and looked at Taoist Master Kunshan: "It's your turn."

The Taoist priest Kunshan came back to his senses from his shock and thought, how the hell do I know this?

If I knew this, I wouldn't have ended up like this.

But he couldn't say it at this moment, and besides, he wanted to look at the next item.

"How about this, show both, and then I'll come back."

When everyone heard this, they were happy.

The abbot stroked his beard without saying a word. He waited until the people around him started shouting at him to take up the next fight, and then he reluctantly did so.

"Well, someone come."

"Prepare."

The people at Baishenglou were ready early. The waiter came up, took away the incense table, and brought back two gauze curtains.

There are two circles above and below, supported by a few bamboo sticks in the middle and covered with a layer of gauze on the outside. The gauze is thin but not very transparent. You can see people inside and their general movements, but you can't tell what they are doing.

The abbot continued, "When I competed with others in painting, I used to use this kind of gauze cage most often. I would be in it, get their painting, and then after an incense stick of time, I would come out and compare."

After he explained the general rules, he asked the waiter to bring out the four treasures of the study, one set for each person.

"Taoist Master, please."

The Taoist priest from Kunshan thought to himself, what is there to invite? He has never seen this thing before, nor even heard of it.

However, he has already given up on the game and since he is set to lose anyway, he might as well just be a spectator and observe.

He followed the abbot's example and entered the sarong, where there were tables, chairs, and four treasures of the study.

But he didn't move at all.

The abbot went in and fiddled with the table. Everyone only saw them moving around inside, and when they saw him at the table, they thought he was painting.

Actually it is not.

He was fiddling with something.

Yan Ruyu was also puzzled. She knew that mobile phones could take pictures, but the things in the mobile phone album could not be turned into photos.

Is it...

The duration of a stick of incense is neither long nor short.

This time, the people were not as focused and silent as they were just now when they heard the sound.

"Guess, can the master catch the small painting of the previous scene?"

"I guess so. After all, the sound has been captured."

"Sound is different from painting, right? Sound can be transmitted over thousands of miles, but how can a painting be transmitted?"

“Even if you draw it with a brush, how similar can it be?”

Qiu Keshi was also in the crowd, but this time he couldn't stay in the carriage, so he had to wear a mask.

The followers around him also watched with great interest.

The sound just now shocked him as well.

Those were the words spoken by the Taoist priest. He was in the carriage at the time and was far away, so he didn't hear it clearly, but he could tell that it was indeed the Taoist priest's voice.

He was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that there was such a strange person in Youcheng.

However, the more he looked at the abbot, the more familiar he seemed.

Then I thought about it, the monk who was with Manager Yu in front of the manor...

Could it be him? I didn't pay much attention at the time, and the two men were dressed differently.

The speaking style is also different.

His heart was pounding. He had not been in Youcheng for long, but he had heard that this monk was from the Zhennan Palace and had a close relationship with the Zhennan Prince and his wife.

Could it be that this incident has aroused the vigilance of the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion?

He was a little worried and thought he should leave quickly, but he still wanted to see what else the abbot could do.

At this moment, the incense burns out.

Time is up.

Everyone stared at him intently, and the abbot stood up first and walked out of the sarong.

All eyes were on his hands, one of which was empty, while the other was half hidden in his wide sleeves.

I can't tell if he's holding anything.

Look at the Taoist priest Kunshan again, he has empty hands.

Everyone blinked their eyes and looked again, and indeed their hands were empty, with nothing in them.

Taoist Priest Kunshan also looked at the abbot's hand immediately: "You first."

The abbot did not refuse politely and raised his hand in his sleeve.

He said loudly: "Painting the past scene is against the will of heaven, so the painting can only be small, not big. You can circulate it."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't ask for more.

This time the shopkeeper of Baishenglou did not send a waiter. He came up himself, took the painting first, and was greatly surprised.

"Oh my god, there is actually such a painting skill in this world?"

The painting is very small, only the size of a palm, but the scenery, people and objects in it are all extremely clear, even the hair can be seen very clearly, and the expressions and movements on the faces are all delicate.

This kind of painting was so exquisite that he had never seen it before.

One picture was already a miracle, and the abbot drew several more!

After looking at one for a long time, I looked at the next one.

The more he looked, the weirder his expression became, and he would glance at Taoist Master Kunshan from time to time.

After seeing so much, Taoist Master Kunshan became a little confused and felt that something was not right.

Why is this guy always looking at him? Could it be him?

Speaking of which, no one has ever painted a portrait of him, and no one knows what the portrait looks like, or whether it resembles him...

My mind was in a mess for a moment and I didn't know where to go.

The shopkeeper watched for too long, and someone in the audience started to urge him on.

He came to his senses, called his waiter, and put the painting on a large tray so that people could only look at it but not touch it.

Without exception, everyone was shocked and speechless when they saw these paintings.

At the same time, he also looked at the Taoist priest Kunshan strangely.

The Taoist priest was even more puzzled. He had wanted to take a quick look at it, but when he was distracted, the shopkeeper handed it to the waiter and took it away.

What exactly was drawn?

He felt itchy inside.

When he approached Yan Ruyu, she looked at the several "paintings" on the tray and couldn't help laughing to herself.

As she expected, this time it was not taken by a camera.

It should be something like a Polaroid.

Looking at it this way, I suddenly remembered that there were several of them in the warehouse.

In the past, when carrying out missions, mobile phones were of paramount importance, but they were also targets for collection and cracking.

So, later on, mobile phones were no longer suitable for storing important photos.

The leader said to prepare a batch of high-end cameras and camera equipment.

As a result, the new intern, who was said to be a relative of a senior official, volunteered to go shopping and brought back several Polaroid cameras.

When the leader saw it, he was so angry that he laughed.

No matter who her relative was, they insisted on clearing her out.

As for the Polaroid camera, it was thrown in the warehouse and Yan Ruyu had never seen it.

Unexpectedly, it was found out by the abbot and came in handy.

interesting.

Not to mention, it would be nice to open a photo studio in the future.

Just a little small.

Yan Ruyu's thoughts drifted away as she looked at the contents of the photos. She thought to herself that no wonder everyone looked so strange, the abbot had taken some pretty good snapshots.

She glanced at the crowd and was sure that Qiu Ke Shi was among them.

The abbot's move startled the enemy and it did quite a good job.

Always waiting and being passive is not a solution. Startle him and let him move on his own, then there will be more loopholes.