Hearing Luo Tianhe say that, I suddenly felt enlightened.
"Old Luo, you're a fucking genius! You know what? I feel like those papers you left behind really did serve that purpose!"
I widened my eyes and gave Luo Tianhe a thumbs up.
I did indeed sense some subtle energy from those writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones; these were all magical artifacts.
In other words, if I use them to create paintings, the resulting artwork will definitely have a similar effect.
"I'm just saying this, but whether you can actually draw it is another matter!"
Seeing my eager expression, Luo Tianhe quickly changed his mind.
I just smiled calmly and pulled Luo Tianhe back into the room.
I now believe that the method Tianhe mentioned is feasible.
"Young Master Luo, Master Chen, how did your discussion go? Can you help resolve my matter?"
When Zhou the Blind saw the two of us, he almost knelt down in excitement.
I helped Zhou the Blind up and briefly explained our thoughts.
"You two mean you want to paint a picture for me, and then use that picture to protect me?"
Zhou the Blind repeated it, perhaps he also thought my suggestion was a bit far-fetched.
“That’s right. Since the paintings your eldest son created have a protective effect on you, then the things we make must have a similar effect!”
I raised my head, my words brimming with confidence.
After all, we've been through a lot during this time.
My strength is no longer what it used to be.
"I will do my best to cooperate, as you two agree!"
After Zhou the Blind Man finished speaking, he almost knelt down again, but Old Dao was quick-witted and helped him up.
At that moment, I frowned. For some reason, I sensed the presence of an old friend from Blind Zhou.
The blind man's movements just now seemed familiar; I couldn't quite place where I'd seen them before.
"Then please begin, both of you. All our writing implements are here! This old man has nothing to hide!"
Zhou the Blind Man was so excited that tears streamed down his face. He pointed to the writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones on the table and begged me and Luo Tianhe to hurry up and get started.
"Old Dao, do you have any ideas?"
I turned back to look at Old Dao and slowly spoke.
I almost forgot about Lao Dao, that variable. Lao Dao always has some creative ideas.
I'm still somewhat looking forward to it; I hope Lao Dao can bring me something unusual.
"Brother Chen, to be honest, I think there's something wrong with this painting, or rather, there's something wrong with all of these paintings!"
Old Dao pointed to the paintings on the wall.
"There are problems with everything? Tell me!"
Hearing what Lao Dao said, a sense of unease rose in my heart. Could it be that there was something I hadn't noticed earlier?
"Take this painting, for example. It seems to be used not only to suppress demons, but also to attain enlightenment!"
Old Dao pointed to one of the portraits.
"Enlightenment?"
Luo Tianhe followed his boss's gaze, then raised his voice.
It seems that Lao Luo didn't find anything special about this painting.
I also approached the painting and kept touching it with my hands. Apart from the things I had discovered before, there was nothing else special about it.
However, the person inside was acting rather strangely.
"Let me put it this way, Brother Chen and Brother Luo, just treat this painting as a martial arts manual, and try to understand what's in it!"
Old Dao was so anxious that he stamped his feet and blurted everything out.
Martial arts secrets!
Hearing this, my eyes lit up.
My doubts were immediately resolved. When I first came in to look at these paintings, I felt that the figures in them were moving in a strange way.
But after Lao Dao said that, I suddenly understood.
It's not that these people's actions are strange, but rather that they are guiding us towards enlightenment!
Every movement is a Zen koan, every movement contains the great Dao.
Thinking of this, I was instantly filled with awe for these paintings.
I sat cross-legged directly in front of the painting that Lao Dao had just pointed to.
I saw Zhou the Blind Man make a move, but Ant and Old Knife stopped him. Ant and Old Knife told Zhou the Blind Man not to bother me.
With Ant Lao Dao's protection and Luo Tianhe's assistance, I became bolder.
I sat cross-legged, staring intently at the painting, trying to mimic its movements.
Sure enough, when I struck that abstract pose, the pose in the painting also changed.
"Holy crap! Old Dao, you're a fucking genius!"
When Luo Tianhe saw the painting begin to move, he couldn't help but praise Lao Dao.
Not only Luo Tianhe, but I also have nothing but praise for Lao Dao right now.
This kid is absolutely awesome!
The key point was immediately apparent.
"You guys shouldn't just stand there either. See if you can choose to pursue enlightenment like me!"
I urged Luo Tianhe, Lao Dao, and the ants.
Based on the information we have so far, apart from Ant, the rest of us are all quite talented.
Especially that guy Lao Dao. According to Lei Jijian, Lao Dao was the one who divided up the entire Shenwu County.
After hearing what I said, the three of them quickly said "oh" and then followed my example by sitting cross-legged in meditation.
They didn't choose the painting I just picked, but instead chose several others.
To be fair, it might be a coincidence, or it might be intentional. Almost all the paintings here correspond one-to-one with our people.
Besides Ji Xinglan's painting, there are four other paintings in total.
Each of us can find the corresponding painting.
Such a coincidence fills me with awe and wonder.
And so, the four of us got into the zone. Seeing this, Blind Zhou had no choice but to obediently go into his room and stop bothering us.
I kept looking at the actions in the painting, and I was certain that this was a complete demon-suppressing formation.
At this point, I became increasingly suspicious of Zhou the Blind's son.
"Old Dao, you have to admit, this thing actually has some merit! If you hadn't reminded us, we would have missed this opportunity!"
I sighed with genuine admiration.
In this team, no one can be missing except Lao Dao.
This guy's thinking is truly amazing.
Anyway, they've already put me inside.
"Hehe, Brother Chen, you flatter me! Actually, I've always had a question: why is this old man called Blind Zhou? He's not blind at all."
After Lao Dao finished explaining, he asked his question.
"We'll only know the reason after he comes out and we ask him, but to be honest, there's something wrong with this guy!"
I glanced at Zhou the Blind's room, then lowered my voice.
"Brother Chen, you noticed it too? I've had a feeling for a long time that there was something wrong with this Blind Zhou, but since you guys didn't say anything, I was too embarrassed to say it!"
Old Dao scratched his head sheepishly.
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