"Sacred Mobao? What's this thing?"

The old man who snatched his feet next to him moved over quickly and put the "cut" under Zhong Yue's clothes into his hands with lightning speed, saying, "The ink treasure in front of the holy is the ink treasure left by the saint before the saint enters the holy, you don't know this."

"Isn't that worse than those who have become a saint? Why are they so surprised?"

Ye Qi Lao Lang glanced at Zhong Yue, "That depends on when the Holy Ink Treasures were made. The saints were naturally extremely precious, but for those who have entered the calligraphy and painting, it is not easy for a saint to understand the saint's calligraphy after becoming a saint? On the contrary, the saints before becoming a saint are summed up the feelings before becoming a saint, and they are also of the greatest help to us."

"Let's wait?" Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at the eloquent old man. If he was to say that this old man came to make a soy sauce, Zhong Yue wouldn't believe it. Before he started writing, the old man had never stopped. If he had tried his luck before, in Zhong Yue's opinion, he was also pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The old man showed his yellow teeth and laughed, "Everyone."

...

The Zhang family recruited a son-in-law, and the candidate for this new son-in-law naturally had the eyes of his father-in-law. A stack of paintings was quickly sent to the mansion behind the martial arts venue. Within a high wall, the master's family who recruited a son-in-law this time sat on the chair of the Grand Master, and his two empty sleeves couldn't help but make people think a lot.

"Master, the son-in-law sent by the chief executive."

Zhang Qijun narrowed his eyes, looked at the paintings, and raised his eyebrows, "He Zhizhang is indeed not far from the realm of Dharma calligraphy."

However, if someone else looked at him, he would definitely be shocked, because He Zhizhang's paintings did not have any shadow of suppressing beasts, but only a few strokes, but each stroke was magnificent on the paper and was eager to try.

"Zhang Ruo's appearance is greater than his intention, but he is also a masterpiece, a talent for plasticity. A work that is comprehensive is also remarkable."

The beautiful woman who was doing it beside her drank a sip of tea, "Although these three people are called the fourth son of Wuzhong with Zhang Xu, Zhang Changshi has been appointed as the saint for ten years and is named Cao Sheng. I am afraid that he has become the inner demons of these three people, and the family is powerful. Master, you should think about Xueer well."

A trace of cruelty flashed in Zhang Qijun's eyes, "In Xingsu City, no matter how powerful the power is, it will shrink for me!"

"They are sons-in-law of the Zhang family, but they are afraid that they are not willing to do so, and their intentions are not good."

Zhang Qijun raised his lips, "Aren't we the same? Leave these five people behind, and leave the rest as they please."

"Slow down."

When Zhang Qijun saw the woman walking over, he smiled and said, "Why is Xiaoxue coming?"

"Dad is so good at recruiting me for a son-in-law?"

"You are a damn girl. Marriage events, parents' orders, matchmaker's words, have you the only one to speak? I have been spoiled since I was a child, and I really spoiled you."

Zhang Lingxue, who was so beautiful that she smiled, "Then you have to give your daughter two candidates. If you lose with the person you choose with your father, you can only blame your daughter for not knowing the people. If you win... wouldn't it be better?"

“Haha, OK.”

Zhang Lingxue glanced over more than a hundred paintings, covered her mouth and chuckled, "Dad really doesn't know gold and jade, and missed such two interesting people."

"Oh? Who else?"

"The size of T-font is Gou Qi, Zhong is not a tool."

Zhang Qijun looked at the two paintings in the corner, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Xiaoxue really has vision."

...

...

The white silk on the martial arts field slowly removed.

The chief supervisor of the Zhang family took the list sent by the master, glanced at it, and sang: "A font size - Mr. He Zhizhang, Mr. He, Mr. Bao Rong, Mr. Bao, Mr. Zhang Ruoxu, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, please invite me!"

"There are only three. The four sons of Wuzhong came and collected three of them, and we're here."

"I'll choose three of them to do such a big show, but I'll choose the fourth son of Wuzhong. It seems that Mr. Zhang is the one who is the green leaves. It's really...hum..."

General Zhang listened to the rumors below and continued: "In addition, the size of the T-shaped font - Zhong Buqi, Mr. Zhong. Gou Qi... Gou... Master, the master also invites you."

"T-shaped font?"

Many people looked back, and even the three people in front looked at the end in confusion.

Zhong Yue looked at the person beside him, and his eyes showed a hint of alertness, "So it's Brother Gou."

But he muttered in his heart, it's such a fucking dog... The two of them came out with the T-font size, either this or that, and both of them were selected, so they were naturally tacit.

"Brother Zhong, be happy together."

"You're welcome."

The two people who were close before suddenly became a scene.

Chief Zhang stood beside him, "If the rest of the people, if you want to be worshipers of the Zhang family, you can come to Qinglong Mansion to register. The Zhang family will be welcome at any time. As for the rest, please take care of yourself. The five young masters just now, please come with the old servant."

Zhong Yue looked at the old man with a smile, "It seems that Brother Gou, you are one step closer to your goal of coming to your son-in-law."

"It's a bit difficult to have such a strong opponent as Brother Zhong. But now you and me are left, and the three sons of Wuzhong. I don't know what the next level will be. Why not join forces and defeat those three people first?"

Zhong Yue looked at Gou Qi's cunning look and said in response: "Okay."

There is no interest in marrying into Zhong Yue, but the Zhang family worshipped him, which is a good place. He did not break through the bottleneck with his calligraphy in the copy. After reading this picture of the beast-suppressing ancestor of the Zhang family, he found a path that was perhaps right.

Regarding this son-in-law's identity, Zhong Yue cares more about the Holy Former Mo Treasure mentioned earlier.

Because the picture he painted and Zhang Sengyou left behind this picture of Buddhist beast-suppressing beast-suppressing beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-suppressing the beast-

Several people followed General Zhang and stopped talking. After all, there was only one Miss Zhang family. According to the situation, several of them were competitors. However, it was obvious that the third son of Wu Zhong who was walking in front was vaguely keeping a distance from Zhong Yue and Gou Laoqi behind.

Zhong Yue looked around and saw that the so-called Saint House was indeed terrifyingly big. This place was probably bigger than the Forbidden City.

Zhang Sanyuguang glanced at Zhong Yue who was looking around and stopped and said, "Mr. Zhong, you will enter Qinglong Mansion later. Don't look like this again, so as not to be hurt by the saint Mo Yun."

"Oh, thank you."

Zhang Ruoxu, who was wearing a green uniform, said, "Master Zhang, don't know if Zhang Shi's health has been in good health recently? You and I are our family, and my father specially asked Wansheng to greet Uncle Zhang."

"Mr. Everything is fine. Please worry about Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhang. You can talk to me in detail later."

Gou Qi's face suddenly showed some dissatisfaction and muttered in a low voice: "What do you mean? I haven't married yet, so I've started playing the emotional card?"

"What's your business?" Zhang Ruoxu glanced at the cold face. Walking with such an old beggar was simply insulting. He was unhappy at first, but he was even more unhappy when he heard this sour words.

Gou Laoqi smiled and said with a slut, "Three of you have outstanding family backgrounds. Are you not afraid of being laughed at by someone who is married to the Zhang family? Otherwise, let's not argue. My little brother is a handsome man, a handsome man, and has no prominent family background. I am the best choice. How many of you can do it, and I will give it to Brother Zhong?"

Zhong Yue suddenly felt cold behind him and his eyebrows raised.
Chapter completed!