Chapter 9899 Screen Painting

Xuyu Palace.

Private room in the west building.

"It's the West Tower again."

Ouyang Heng murmured in a low voice, had no choice but to follow the others into the box.

Although he ate some porridge today, his gastrointestinal tract felt better.

But even so, the instinctive feeling of nausea and vomiting towards big fish and meat has not completely dissipated.

It would take at least three or four days for him to catch his breath.

“The environment is nice and tasteful.”

Luo Fengtang stood beside Ouyang Heng and looked at the layout of the box.

"They are very good at underwater kung fu. We often swam in the river before. Moreover, their martial arts are very strong. If the three of us work together, I am no match for them. They can deal with me one on one underwater."

The general on the battlefield was wearing a broken and blood-stained armor. He held a spear in one hand and used the spear as a crutch to hold himself up. The other hand held an embroidered purse with broken red thread.

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Feng Bei put his hands in his sleeves, with a smile on his face.

Feng Bei originally thought of finding a reason to transfer this painting to Luo Fengtang, but now that he heard this, he couldn't find a reason for it.

Luo Fengtang said.

Even if he knew that this was Feng Bei's sad matter, he still had to ask thoroughly.

"This is an amulet sewn for him by his family. Many people in Daqi serve as soldiers and go on war expeditions, so they have this habit."

She has learned some Feng Shui from Zi Yan, and she can easily spot this obvious Feng Shui treasure.

As soon as he talked about water monsters attacking people, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Before Mi Qi finished speaking, she suddenly understood why Feng Bei's father, Feng Buping, regretted it.

"This is for the commander-in-chief of the North, Yue Leiting. This battle is the battle that made Yue Leiting famous..."

Opposite the general is a group of enemy soldiers with different faces and expressions. They are either fearful, violent, angry, or timid...

Feng Bei said sincerely.

Luo Fengtang asked for relevant details.

This is not only because Yang Ruoqing admires Master Tang Yu, but also because her son Luo Xingchen also appreciates Master Tang Yu's paintings.

Feng Bei's eyes lit up and he said.

The paintings on the screen are not of pretty women, nor of landscapes, insects, and birds, but of many soldiers fighting each other, with a single figure standing out, with an imposing figure like a rainbow.

"Master Tang Yu said that this painting was given to a battle-hardened general. He did not say who this person was."

In the middle of this scroll is a general.

This matter is also related to his own safety issues.

Feng Bei let out a breath.

Luo Fengtang waved his sleeves and settled down in his seat.

Feng Bei touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

A group of people entered the mountain and came to the base built by Xuyu Palace in the mountain.

"Master Tang Yu designed a new village for Xian Yuzhong, the owner of Peacock Villa, last year. On his way back to Jiangnan, he happened to pass through Zhuque County. I invited him to be my guest for three days, and he left this painting with his pen."

The mountains near Sixiang City are large enough to accommodate countless bases.

“The feng shui here is very good.”

"Let's talk about the underground river. When you went down there, what was the scene like when you were attacked by water monsters?"

This is all the "dark history" of Feng Buping's past, and Feng Bei can tell it without hesitation, which also means that he has no reservations.

"In the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, I know that in this battle, a small number defeated a large number, forcing the Liao Kingdom to sign a peace treaty with Da Qi. From this, Marshal Yue could become Marshal Yue later."

Close North Road.

The larger sects in Sixiang City all found a place in the mountains to build some buildings as a hiding place.

This was a habit left over from the previous dynasty when the world was in chaos. They were all worried that one day the sect would be besieged and destroyed.

Feng Bei began to introduce the ins and outs of this painting.

In the past, many sects used this method to preserve the fire, and later found opportunities to make a comeback.

…

They faced only the general.

Mickey observed the nearby environment and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sect Master Feng, keep this painting well. I will look at it again when I have the opportunity in the future."

Luo Fengtang withdrew his gaze and said softly.

Luo Fengtang glanced at Feng Bei, with a hint of meaning in his eyes, but then disappeared.

Luo Fengtang said softly.

Speaking of other calligraphy and painting masters, Luo Fengtang may not have much impression, but Master Tang Yu is an exception.

"At that time, three of our disciples went into the water together. They estimated that they would turn back around the time."

"What do you regret? Such a good place..."

"How are the three disciples' underwater skills?"

Early morning of the second day.

"My father found someone to choose this. Later, he regretted it."

"After that incident, my father restrained his slightly arrogant attitude and became much more cautious in his actions."

And how can a place like this, where a discerning person knows good Feng Shui at a glance, be considered a hidden place?

The place he chose should be a hidden place.

He pinned his hopes on Luo Fengtang and others. Other conditions can be negotiated as long as they are not too excessive.

But for soldiers like Luo Fengtang, who fought on the battlefield and licked blood from their swords, this kind of screen painting was quite tasteful and suited his taste.

"Monsters like the water monster are not very strong when ashore, but in the water, their strength is astonishing. The three disciples are all elites of the sect. After a fight, only one disciple came back alive, but he was still scarred.

Now, I’m still recovering from my injuries.”

Luo Fengtang looked at the painting in front of him, silently lost in thought.

"That's it, I understand. Let's set off tomorrow."

In fact, the so-called hidden place, except for a few large sects that can achieve a certain degree of concealment, other sects cannot be completely concealed at all.

There is an eight-sided screen in this box.

To those men of letters, this kind of screen painting was rude and insulting to elegance.

"My father was a martial arts master at that time and could no longer hear other people's opinions. When he came to his senses, the building was half-finished and there was no turning back. If we had to start over again, Xu Yu Palace did not have the financial resources to do so.

Just bite the bullet and keep building.”

"It was going smoothly before, but on the way back, they were attacked by more than a dozen adult water monsters."

Luo Fengtang said calmly.

"Master Tang Yu? This is really strange."

Separate some people to hide in the mountains. Even if the sect encounters a crisis locally, they can preserve the fire and prevent the sect from being completely wiped out.

"These are all works by famous masters, and one of them was written by Master Tang Yu himself."

"Go directly to that dark cave."

Luo Fengtang said.

Originally, Feng Bei wanted to take everyone to take a rest, but since Luo Fengtang was in a hurry, he did not suggest taking a rest.

Most of the buildings in the base are made of locally sourced wood. There are many trees planted nearby, which serve as a concealment for the base. Of course, this is just a comfort to the mind. Anyone who wants to know already knows.
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