Chapter 192: It’s great to be divine again
No one dared to disturb Xie Yuchuan's concentration, and they all waited in silence.
Even when Old Madam Xie sent Xie Zhen over to inquire about the situation, Xie Wenjie silently reminded her to walk lightly to the side, where Zhang Dayi happened to be sitting.
"Master Zhang, do you know what happened to Yuchuan? My grandmother was a little worried when she heard the noise."
Zhang Dayi was now very easy to talk to. Although he didn't quite understand what had happened to Xie Yuchuan, he gave Xie Zhen a thorough analysis. "I noticed the young general painting late at night. It was a sudden event, and it's not something the general normally behaves like. So, I wondered if this incident might be related to your Xie family's deity. Of course, it could just be my baseless speculation. Miss, don't take it seriously. You can ask in person later."
Zhang Dayi spoke with great artistry. Xie Zhen understood immediately and smiled, saying, "Since you say so, it must be true." She glanced at her sixth brother, Xie Yuchuan, and said, "I see Yuchuan is so absorbed in his work that I'm afraid it won't be finished soon. I'll go back and tell Grandmother not to worry. Since Sixth Brother is just painting, there's no need to worry and he can rest early."
Zhang Dayi nodded and said, "That's fine. After all, Madam Xie is old and her health is more important."
"Sir, the same goes for you. Sixth brother has been like this since he was young, and he often delays for a long time. Sir, you don't have to wait for him here. The strong wind here is harmful to your health. Sir, you should rest early and take care of yourself." Xie Zhen said with concern.
Zhang Dayi had no reason to refuse and nodded, feeling very relieved.
Xie Zhen went back to report to Old Madam Xie.
"Grandmother, Sixth Brother is fine. From what Master said, it might be related to Sixth Brother's spiritual communication."
I heard it was related to the family god.
Mrs. Xie's expression suddenly changed, and she sat up unconsciously.
"Is it related to the household gods?"
"It seems so, but my sixth brother was painting and others didn't dare to disturb him." Xie Zhen said truthfully.
She saw her grandmother's expression change after hearing what she said. Her heart skipped a beat, thinking that she had not done something properly. She couldn't help but ask, "Grandma, what did Zhen'er do wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Xie quickly shook her head and said, "No, it has nothing to do with you, Miss Zhen. It's just that Grandmother heard about something related to the family deity and is a little concerned. Don't worry."
"Okay, Grandma too. I went over and saw that my sixth brother was concentrating on painting, so I didn't disturb him."
Madam Xie said with relief, "Okay, okay, we won't disturb him when he's communicating with the household god."
Xie Zhen originally wanted to persuade his grandmother to rest, but when she saw the expression on old lady Xie's face, she saw that she was full of energy and energy, so how could she sleep? So he simply stayed beside the old lady.
"Grandma, is there something bothering you?"
Xie Zhen always felt that there was a lot more emotion in Old Lady Xie's eyes when she looked at Xie Yuchuan.
Although Mrs. Xie concealed it very well, she was smart enough to see that her grandmother did not seem to be in a very calm mood at the moment.
Among all the Xie family members, only Mrs. Xie knew that her grandson Xie Yuchuan had lost contact with the family god.
What she said to Xie Yuchuan was a sincere admonition at the time, but after she came back, she was actually also uneasy in her heart.
If Yuchuan could still be lucky enough to contact the family god...
Old Madam Xie's mood was fluctuating with anxiety. She didn't know how many times she silently chanted "Amitabha" in her heart. After chanting for a long time, she suddenly realized that her family had a unique god, and the chanting in her heart suddenly stopped!
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
In a moment, I prayed to God for mercy.
The moon is bright in the sky.
Xie Yuchuan was completely oblivious to the passage of time and the changes in his surroundings. His mind was focused and extremely attentive.
Before long, a solemn and ethereal image of a goddess appeared on the white paper with ink lines, vivid and lifelike.
Finish writing. Done.
The hint of inspiration he had always held onto quickly dissipated, leaving behind a vivid image in his memory.
But...Xie Yuchuan still has a little regret.
Unfortunately, during his exile, only Xuan Mo was there to help, and without Danqing to paint, he was unable to depict the charm of what he saw with his own eyes.
The people around him finally saw him come back to his senses.
Xie Wuying was the most curious. As soon as Xie Yuchuan put down his brush, he couldn't help but stretch his neck and tilt his head to take a closer look. It was really hard to see in the dark. Fortunately, when Xie Yuchuan was painting, Xie Wenjie saw that the light was dim, so he quietly re-lit the candle to illuminate the side for him.
"Sixth brother! You're amazing! The goddess you painted looks like she's alive."
Xie Wenjie heard it and also came closer to observe. After seeing it clearly, his eyes lit up. He turned his head to look at Xie Yuchuan and said with surprise: "Sixth brother, why do you suddenly want to paint the goddess? Could it be..."
Although he did not say the following words, Xie Wenjie's eyes revealed his mood at the moment.
When Xie Wuying heard his brother's words, his mind turned instantly and his big eyes were bright and sharp!
"Sixth brother?!"
On his left and right were two cousins who had shared the joys and sorrows with him. Xie Yuchuan had no intention of hiding it from his family.
He nodded slightly and whispered, "I occasionally see images of immortals, but it's difficult for me to imitate their spirit. I barely managed to remember them."
Brothers Xie Wuying and Xie Wenjie suddenly gasped in the cold night!
Immediately afterwards, the two of them felt their blood rushing back, their blood vessels swelled, and their expressions were extremely excited!
Both of them turned their heads, their four eyes eager to see through the statue painted by Xie Yuchuan!
Xie Yuchuan looked up and met Zhang Dayi's smiling gaze. Then he realized that Zhang Dayi might have been waiting for him beside him.
He nodded and apologized, "Sir, I'm sorry."
Zhang Dayi didn't care about these things at all, he just smiled and waved his hand.
The portrait was surrounded by two young men. No matter how curious Zhang Dayi was, he couldn't squeeze over. Anyway, there was no rush, so Zhang Dayi told Xie Yuchuan what Mrs. Xie had just asked Xie Zhen to come and take a look.
By the way, he deliberately led her to the back. Xie Yuchuan looked up and met the worried gaze of his grandmother, Mrs. Xie.
There were more than ten people between the two of them, so Xie Yuchuan didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of disturbing others.
"Looking at Young Master Wuying's expression, I guessed it was related to the matter of communicating with gods, so I said a few more words. My original intention was to let the old lady rest assured, but it seems that the opposite effect has been achieved." The old lady of the Xie family was more energetic, and there was a hint of depression in Zhang Dayi's tone, which seemed to indicate a mistake.
Xie Yuchuan expressed his gratitude and relieved Zhang Dayi's heart.
"My grandmother may be worried about me. It's not my fault, sir."
From a distance, Xie Yuchuan knew what his grandmother was worried about. The thought that he could once again feel the "presence" of the family god made him feel so relieved that he couldn't suppress a smile. He nodded happily to Old Lady Xie twice.
Perhaps it is because the grandparents and grandchildren have the same mind and understand each other.
When Mrs. Xie saw Xie Yuchuan's actions, the huge stone at the back of her throat sank into her heart with a plop.
Finally feel at ease.
Old Madam Xie didn't know how to express her gratitude that Xie Yuchuan could communicate with the gods again.
Xie Yuchuan pulled Xie Wuying up from the painting and said, "Hezhi, go to grandma and give her some soothing tonic so she can get some rest."
"Right away."
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