Ji Liao returned to Yucheng. It has not rained frequently here recently, but the city has ditches, so the air is still very wet. But Yucheng is obviously much lively because this city rarely encounters a season of reduced rainfall.

There are obviously many young men and women, as well as children on the street, which is very human.

Ji Liaoyu found a house in the most lively place. He gave him enough money to live here for a while. The family was very happy and diligently asked him to clean up a yard.

The yard is not facing the street, and grape trellis is planted.

Ji Liao would go out for a walk during the day, and return to the yard in the evening, and completely abandon the hustle and bustle.

At first, this family thought Ji Liao was rich and alone, so they were afraid that they had a little temper and were difficult to deal with. After a long time, they saw that he was gentle and gentle and spoke gently, so they relaxed. Once, the owner greeted Ji Liao and had dinner with them.

At first, the owner regretted it after he finished speaking. He felt that Ji Liao was like a noble man, and was afraid that he would not want to eat with them, but unexpectedly, Ji Liao did not refuse.

Ji Liao also ate ordinary home-cooked meals with great flavor, without any disgust.

The family then liked Ji Liao more, thinking that he was different and very modest.

A month later, not only this family, but also the neighbors around him became very familiar with Ji Liao. They all called Ji Liao the young master and did not know his name, so Ji Liao never said it.

"Old Ge, you seem to be very depressed, why is that?" Ji Liao walked into a store next door and said to an old man who was frowning in front of a pile of bamboo strips.

Mr. Ge found a small wooden stool and asked Ji Liao to sit down, saying, "It has not rained for many days, so fewer and fewer people come to the store to buy umbrellas."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "I have a way to help you."

Mr. Ge said: "Young Master, don't buy my umbrella. The old man has his own hands and feet, can't sell umbrellas, and can do other jobs."

He said this because Ji Liao was still a charity and the neighbors nearby had difficulties. As long as he saw him, he would give him a gift.

Ji Liao said: "Old Ge's difficulty is that he can't sell an umbrella, so I will naturally not use money to help you solve it."

Mr. Ge said curiously: "Can the young master still make it rain?"

Ji Liao smiled and said, "Although calling the wind and rain is a trivial matter for me, it is used to buy umbrellas for you, and it is even more like killing chickens and using a ox knife. And I can't help you rain all the time."

Mr. Ge couldn't help but laugh and said, "Young Master is joking again."

Ji Liao said: "Don't Mr. Ge want to know how I can help you?"

Mr. Ge said: "Please tell me."

Ji Liao said: "It won't rain, but the sun will appear. If you tell those customers, your umbrella can shade the sun."

Mr. Ge said: "But who would use an umbrella to cover the sun?"

Ji Liao said: "Now there are more and more girls on the street. The girl's skin is delicate, so she is naturally afraid of being weak. And you can make the umbrella surface better and paint and embroider the oil paper. Women all over the world love beauty. In this way, even if they don't want to hide the rain, there will be girls buying your umbrella."

"This is a good idea. The old man has indeed learned painting, but can you demonstrate to me and see what to draw? It's more attractive?" said Mr. Ge.

Ji Liao smiled and said, "Then I will make a painting of ink for you to see."

Ge Lao was so happy that he found an umbrella surface and pen and ink, and asked Ji Liao to paint it.

Ji Liao was not polite, he took a look in one stroke.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a painting of ink was vividly displayed on the paper.

Ji Liaoshang felt that he was not satisfied, so he wrote another poem:

Moss is full of money, buy out the wind and smoke, laugh at the peach blossoms and fall in the sunny river.

A high place in the stone building, apes crying every night. Look at the clouds during the second update, the moon during the third update, and the sky during the fourth update.

The fine grass is like a felt. The pillow is alone and the empty fist is sleeping with the mountain elk and the wild deer. The remaining clouds have not dissipated, and the light mist is sunken.

He was a native of the Jin Dynasty, a cave in the Tang Dynasty, and an immortal in the Han Dynasty.

He smiled indifferently and said, "If Mr. Ge feels crude, please forgive me."

Mr. Ge said: "I think this painting is very good, but unfortunately I don't have much money. If I give it money, the young master will not like it. Why don't you pick an umbrella in my store?"

Ji Liao smiled and said, "No, you can just like it, I'll leave."

He left as soon as he said, very free and easy.

After Ji Liao left, Mr. Ge laid it on the umbrella bone and repaired it. A very poetic and picturesque oil paper umbrella was completed.

After seeing this, he was very satisfied and felt that this was the most successful work he had ever made.

At this time, a woman wearing a veil and covered in white clothes, like a light smoke came out. After seeing this, Mr. Ge almost thought that the celestial being descended to earth.

The woman walked straight to Mr. Ge and said, "Give me the umbrella."

Mr. Ge couldn't help but handed her the umbrella.

When he came to his senses, there was a ingot of gold in front of him, enough to put his shop down. The umbrella and the woman who suddenly arrived disappeared.

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"That woman took your umbrella away. Could she be that killer?" Tianshu asked.

Ji Liao said: "It's not her."

Tianshu said: "I think she has a very high cultivation level. If it weren't for her, who else would it be?"

Ji Liao said: "I only know that the killer is already in Yucheng, but I don't know where it is, but he must want to see my painting."

If a killer wants to kill someone, he must first understand the target person as much as possible. The more information he knows, the greater the chance of success.

A killer will never think that there is too little preparation in advance.

Ji Liao stood on the bridge and looked into the distance.

A very beautiful woman in white was walking along the river. She was wearing a veil, but her slim figure still attracted a lot of attention.

Many people looked at her, and many people only dared to glance at her secretly. Some smart people looked at her shadow in the water, so that they would not be too abrupt.

Ji Liao put everyone in sight.

He said, "This killer wants to see what I have drawn, but he is not ready to meet the woman directly because he is very smart. Now everyone is looking at the woman. When he is mixed in, it will not appear abrupt. He is a killer and an extremely powerful monk. It is not difficult to see my painting clearly."

As Ji Liao spoke, he focused all his attention on the woman in white, regardless of gender, age, and age.

After a while, Ji Liao sighed, "I've calculated a little bit wrong."

He continued: "The killer is more cunning than I thought. If he pays attention to the painting, he will definitely be discovered by me, so he bets his eyes on the shadows in the water. This is why the woman in white walked along the river bank. I can indeed think of this, but he played a time difference with me. When I figured it out, he left."

Although Ji Liao sighed a little, he was not worried.

Not even excited.

During this period, he felt the hustle and bustle of the world during the day and eliminated the dusty thoughts at night.

I have gradually realized the state of the empty room being white. The inner and outer hearts of Tao will be empty, and will eventually become selfless and clear.
Chapter completed!