After Shi Xi finished the things at hand, he started to read the newly acquired top-level talisman book. Before he had read two pages, he received a new task from the system.
[New task: Register a painter account online;
Details: Want to become a master of painting? Choose an online platform first and take the important first step;
Reward: Inherit 50% of Xiguang's artistic talent;
Punishment: For such a simple task, what kind of punishment is needed? 】
"This is indeed simple, and the progress is quite fast." Shi Xi put down the talisman and planned to do the new task first.
She opened the Weibo page on her computer and registered a small account: "Xiguang, what name do you want to take? Will you still call yourself Xiguang?"
A small red fish swam back and forth on the table, as if it was considering something carefully. After a moment, the fish stopped and used its tail to boldly write two words on the table: Xi Guang.
To hope for light is to cherish the light and to have new hope.
This time, Xiguang is not fighting alone.
"Yes, I like this name." Shi Xi curled the corners of his eyes and typed a few words in the name column: Great Painter Xiguang.
The little blood fish patted its tail shyly. Being a great painter sounds a bit embarrassing!
[Congratulations to the player "Shi Xi" for obtaining 50% of artistic talent. Please start painting~]
[New task: publish your debut work;
Details: Publish more works to gain fans;
Reward: Artistic talent +10%;
Penalty: Your fingers will get rusty if you are not diligent! Your finger flexibility will be reduced by 50% (for one week).
After completing the first task, Shi Xi successfully absorbed a large amount of painting knowledge, and his knowledge base was expanded again.
Shi Xi looked at the time and decided to try out his current painting skills first.
There weren't many professional painting supplies at home, but there was a complete set of markers - Shi Xi bought them for drawing talismans.
Shi Xi spread a piece of white paper on the table, picked up a marker, and said to the little blood fish who was watching from the side: "Xiguang, I inherited 50% of your talent. My current painting level should be able to pass the test, right?"
The little blood fish patted its beautiful fins to indicate that there should be no problem.
Shi Xi looked at the white paper, turned the marker in his hand, and looked at the little blood fish again, his eyes lit up: "I have an idea."
Xiguang excitedly wrote on the table to encourage her: "Inspiration is fleeting, grab it and paint!"
"Okay." Shi Xi closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes became extremely focused. The pen in her hand became heavy, as if it was dipped in too much spiritual energy. She put a stroke on the paper, and inspiration came like a spring. She completed this debut work smoothly with one stroke after another.
Shi Xi put the pen cap back on and spun the marker around her fingertips. She stared at the painting she had just finished and fell into deep thought: "Something seems to be wrong."
The little blood fish opened its mouth in shock and froze on the table. After a while, a line of slightly hasty words appeared on the table: Something is wrong!
Xiguang stared at the painting in front of him. Shixi seemed to have painted a fish. He used the word "seemed" because the painting was a bit abstract and he was not quite sure.
Xiguang patted his fins and wrote another sentence: "Is that me you drew?"
Shi Xi touched his chin and said, "Yeah, didn't I inherit 50% of the talent? How could this be possible?"
[Dear player, I can answer your confusion, because you have inherited only theoretical knowledge, and your drawing ability is currently 0%. ]
Shi Xi was silent for a moment: "So I am now the king in theory, but a novice in action?"
Xiguang wrote: "Do you think this painting looks a bit like a talisman?"
“…”
Zhang Qingyu lay on the desk and studied it carefully: "I have never seen this kind of talisman before."
"I've seen it." Shi Xi opened the first page of the top-level talisman book and placed the extremely complex meditation talisman next to his debut work. The similarity was as high as 90%.
The resentful spirits: “…”
The resentful spirits: "The inspiration you just had was the inspiration for drawing talismans, right?"
"I'm sleepy," Shi Xi yawned, tears welling up in his eyes: "Publish it first."
Shi Xi imitated Xi Guang's handwriting and signed her name "Xi Guang" on the drawing paper. She took a photo and posted the first dynamic of the great painter.
【The first painting.】
Zhang Qingyu spoke out his thoughts: "This is obviously the first symbol."
The little blood fish looked at the computer screen, staggering: Oh my god, can I really become famous?
Things seem to be taking a strange direction!
"Go to bed, good night." Shi Xi touched the little blood fish's head, turned off the lights and went to bed.
Chen Junming couldn't sleep.
He threw away the useless protective bag, rummaged through boxes and drawers, found many treasures for exorcising evil spirits, and tried them all.
But it was no use, the blood fish still haunted him. He was afraid that the ghost would come to claim his life when he fell asleep, so he used his connections to find several big guys in the circle overnight, asking them how to lift the curse and how long he could live.
Two big guys replied to him: They have never seen this type of curse before, it looks very ancient and is not at their level to solve.
When Chen Junming saw their replies, his head hurt even more. Even the big boss couldn’t solve it. Was he going to be in trouble?
Just when Chen Junming had a splitting headache, someone suggested to him:
[Mr. Chen, you can try your luck at Wuyou Temple. It is said that the Taoist priest Wuyou of Wuyou Temple is a rare genius that only appears once in a century. She is a person who may become an immortal. Maybe she will have a way.]
"This name sounds familiar, where have I heard it before?" Chen Junming rubbed his temples, unable to remember where he had heard it before.
He thought to himself, maybe he heard someone mention it when he was looking for an expert last time, this is normal.
Chen Junming replied to the man: "I'll try. Please give me the business card of Wuyou Temple."
After the business card was pushed over, Chen Junming immediately sent a friend request.
He waited for a long time, but his application was not approved. He looked at the time and it was already early in the morning. Chen Junming thought that the Taoist priest must have gone to bed.
Chen Junming curled up on a sofa piled with amulets and exorcism items. He closed his eyes with difficulty, but began to imagine some terrible scenes uncontrollably. He was frightened by his own imagination and suddenly opened his eyes, his body covered in cold sweat.
He sat up, covered his face in pain, and thought wildly: After receiving that evil painting, has Jiang Tong also had such a night when he couldn't sleep?
…
After waking up, feeling refreshed, Shi Xi turned over in bed. After opening her eyes, she found that the house had changed.
She herself is a person who loves cleanliness, but she is far from being a germaphobe. At this moment, every corner of the house has become spotless, the books on the bookshelf are neatly arranged by category, and the scripts are neatly stacked on the desk.
While she was sleeping, the little painter quietly cleaned the house, found a cool corner for himself, and hung the picture of fish swimming in the pond on the wall.
Shi Xi walked to the desk and tied a bun with a hair tie. He saw that the mouse and keyboard were cleaned out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Xiguang, you are really a treasure man."
“…”
"Morning, can I take down the curtains to wash them?"
Xiguang's shy question appeared on the table.
"Sure, but won't you be tired?" Shi Xi asked.
Xiguang emphasized: "How can you be tired when doing something you love! Modo Modo!"
"I organized the fridge."
“And made sandwiches.”
Zhang Qingyu was so moved that tears were about to flow out: "Junior sister, you finally woke up. The sandwiches Xiguang made smell so good, so good, so good!"
He had been hungry for a long time, but he couldn't eat!
Shi Xi went to the kitchen and saw that the refrigerator was very tidy, to the point where it could be made into a video and posted online as a guide.
Seal the prepared sandwiches with plastic wrap and put them in a lunch box.
Shi Xi took out the lunch box and was immediately struck by its rich and beautiful colors. He could even smell the aroma of mango through the lid.
She sincerely sighed: "Xiguang, if you change your career to become a lifestyle blogger, you will definitely be very popular."
A line of words appeared on the sticky note on the refrigerator: "Except for painting, I can do everything now, woo woo woo."
But what he wanted to do most was painting.
"Let's eat first."
Today's table is very rich. Zhang Qingyu is very happy and shows 200% enthusiasm for Xiguang's joining. On the one hand, Xiguang is overwhelmed by his enthusiasm, but on the other hand, he is greedy for the feeling of having companionship, and his little fish tail keeps swaying happily.
Only after finishing breakfast did Shi Xi have time to look at his phone.
【Chen Junming requests to add you as a friend. 】
[Note: Taoist priest, please save me. Price is not a problem! ]
"Huh?" Shi Xi smiled. He actually came to her for help. It seemed that Chen Junming had not discovered her true identity yet.
Shi Xi accepted the friend request and Chen Junming sent a message immediately.
The reaction is so quick, this person must have not slept all night, right?
Chen Junming: [Master Wuyou? I have been haunted by a ghost in the painting recently. I have been cursed by a terrible and ancient curse. The fish in the painting has actually entered my body! Do you have a way to resolve it? I am willing to pay any amount of money! ]
Shi Xi replied: “No.”
Not answering the call means she can solve it but just refused for other reasons.
Chen Junming immediately added a price tag: [In addition to the reward, I can also donate a golden statue to Wuyou Temple! ]
Shi Xi: “No.”
Chen Junming: [Why?]
Shi Xi: "Because I can't violate the principles."
"Wuyou, Wuyou... Who are you?" Chen Junming put down his cell phone and covered his pale face. The Taoist priest's three consecutive rejections were like a basin of cold water poured on him, clearing his confused mind a lot.
He thought about it carefully and actually remembered where he had heard this name - at Jiang Tong's house! Jiang Tong's beautiful friend seemed to be named Wuliu too!
Jiang Tong only called out once, and his attention was focused elsewhere, so he didn't remember it.
Chen Junming was stunned. Could it be that Jiang Tong's beautiful friend was the most popular newcomer in the metaphysical circle, the person who might become an immortal as the legend said?
Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Junming's mind. He struggled to grasp one of them and decided to use his connections to find out one thing: whether Jiang Tong had ever sought help from Wuyou Temple.
Half an hour later, Chen Junming got the answer: Director Cen had once introduced Jiang Tong to someone, but it was unknown whether she had invited Taoist Wuyou to come to her house.
Recalling what happened that night, Chen Junming deduced the rough cause and effect and came to a conclusion that made his eyes go dark: he had gone to the person who had taught him a lesson for help.
Since they have accepted Jiang Tong's commission, of course they will not accept his commission again. Isn't it that they cannot violate the principles?
“Puff——” Chen Junming felt like being hit by a boomerang.
It hurts. It hurts so much.
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Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-07-22 21:39:48~2022-07-24 15:22:33~
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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!