Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wenren was promoted to his home.

Ouyang Tian had heard the news a long time ago, and after Wen Rensheng returned home, he hurried over to meet Wen Rensheng who was painting in the study.

"Cousin, you really bothered." He learned of the scene in front of the whirlpool gate from a few male students he had befriended.

After all, this is the Internet age, and when the students were still on the road, they made a lot of noise about it in the circle.

It directly raised Wen Rensheng's reputation to a higher level.

A twenty-something alien expert, whose level of painting, even the mysterious and mysterious vortex, was shocked by it.

This is the greatest recognition from the mysterious world, not the false reputation that is usually touted, but an iron reputation.

Wen Rensheng shook his head and said: "The success fell short, it seems that the appetite for that thing is really high."

"It's nothing. Cousin, you have such a heart. I'm already too content." Ouyang Tian said sincerely.

He worked in the Tianxing Club, and he saw a lot of aristocratic families who killed each other for the sake of property and power, rich and powerful families, even among brothers, competition was the main thing, and there was very little family affection.

Without him, this is a world where money comes first.

The help and reliability brought by blood relationship are far inferior to the charm of money.

As for a noble person like my cousin who can do this for family affection, there are very few of them.

"It doesn't matter, people are people after all. If a person lives too long, he will become abnormal. The stand-alone player is always fun without the Internet, and the game is stable." Wen Rensheng sighed.

He suddenly thought of the immortal man, and he was on the verge of perversion... How can a normal person do the trick of controlling other women and falling in love with the object of his favor?

It's unbelievable, probably because he really treats life as a game, controlling a female character to attack the male protagonist.

But fortunately, the other party is an ancient person after all, still considered traditional, and his hobbies and tendencies have not changed. It will be really sad when it becomes the hero who controls the male role and conquers.

When Wen Rensheng thought of this, his heart turned cold again, because the ancients actually seemed conservative, and in some things, they were much more unrestrained than modern people...

No, you have to strengthen your strength.

Reliable strength of those around you is also an important part of strength.

Hearing this, Ouyang Tian nodded again and again: "Yes, the longer a person lives alone, the lonelier he will be. I heard that there are some old people abroad who have lived for more than a hundred years. After their grandchildren died of old age, they are obviously healthy. died."

It's just that he was a little ashamed in his heart. He had obtained the alien species, but it was impossible for his parents to obtain it again.

And it is impossible for him to be like his cousin, who can turn his whole family into aliens by himself.

There are not many such abilities in the world.

In a heterogeneous family, there are often two or three heterogeneous people who take turns supporting the inheritance. The previous generation supports the growth of the next generation, the next generation grows up, and after the death of the previous generation, it is passed on to the grandchildren, and so on.

Of course, he wouldn't kidnap Wen Rensheng again to help his parents get the alien species.

That kind of thing can only be left to him to do.

But the father still has relatives, and the mother also has relatives. If it is passed on from one person to another, it will be almost endless...

"Okay, you go back first, lay more foundations, and pay attention to strengthening your body." Wen Rensheng said earnestly.

"Got it, cousin." Ouyang Tian left the villa after cupping his hands.

After Ouyangtian left, Wu Shanshan walked into the study.

She looked down at Wen Rensheng's painting with a look of disbelief.

"We all learned painting at the same time, and I'm better than you. Why are your skills so much better than mine? It shouldn't be." She murmured.

"Some things, if you don't see them, you just find them incredible." Wen Rensheng continued to paint.

Wu Shanshan continued to look at it, and saw that the painting was based on red, which made people feel excited at a glance.

Looking carefully, it seems that there is an inexplicable violent meaning.

In the end, she saw something and felt terrified in her heart.

"How can you draw such a thing?" She subconsciously asked.

"Power, there is one force that is the strongest, and it is the idea of ​​people wanting to live well. Obstructing this idea will lead to the deepest and longest anger." Wenren said without raising his head.

"So you described these extraterritorial contents? Can these things really conquer the black and white vortex?" Wu Shanshan doubted.

"It should work, after all, what it wants is the introduction of strength. And the introduction I am drawing is the strongest." Wenren said without raising his head.

Then he looked at the painting, sighed, and reached out to tear it off.

"What's wrong? I think the painting is quite good." Wu Shanshan was surprised.

"No, now I understand why painters have to go out to collect scenery. Without real experience, even if they see some information, it is difficult to truly understand and grasp the essence of it." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

"Then what do you want to do?" Wu Shanshan sighed.

"Of course, we have to take a closer look, otherwise, it will always feel too fake when painted on it." Wen Rensheng made a decision.

"I'll go with you." Wu Shanshan said immediately.

"No need, the place I'm going to is not suitable for you young ladies. You, just live in the castle and dress up happily. This is the life you should enjoy." Wen Rensheng refused. road.

"You are machismo..." Wu Shanshan dissatisfied.

"I respect the division of labor and cooperation." Wen Rensheng will not back down.

He knew how filthy the place he was going to be. In that situation, he didn't want the girls around him to see it. It was too bad.

A qualified man should shelter from the wind and rain and keep the filth out.

Wu Shanshan didn't continue to argue with him, after all she knew it was for her own good.

Wen Rensheng asked for leave the next day, and then secretly went to a place outside the territory.

No one knows exactly where he went, only he himself knows.

This time, he didn't travel with a puppet.

As he said, some things can only be truly mastered by experiencing them personally.

With the memory of his previous life, he understands some pain points very well-there is no place to talk about the reason, and no one listens to the reason.

These are all sources of anger.

He spent a long time on this tour, and he didn't return home until the end of August. As soon as he got home, he began to paint behind closed doors.

Everyone was puzzled, not knowing what Wen Rensheng had done.

But no one dared to ask him, for fear of affecting his inspiration...

Especially Ouyang Tian, ​​who is always outside delivering food and water, just like a loyal dog.

It seems that everyone else is a little bit uncomfortable.

Wang Wenwen teased in a low voice: "Those who don't know, think it's his father inside..."

"Of course not," Zhao Han retorted naturally, "Cousin Ouyang never cared so much about his father."

"Uh, you're really serious." Wang Wenwen had to admit that honest people hurt people the most.

A week later, Wenren rose out of the study.

As soon as he got out of the study, he avoided everyone and went into the bathroom.

"Teacher, is your holy work finished?" Zhao Han asked expectantly after he came out.

"Well, you can pay a visit and learn something along the way." Wen Rensheng said.

Everyone went in and looked one by one, and when they came out, they looked at each other.

"Although I can't understand what is described in it, I always feel that there is an anger in my chest that I want to vent." Zhao Han was the first to wonder.

"It's the same for me. Teacher, this has reached a realm of mystery. You don't describe a real object, but you can arouse true feelings." Wang Wenwen was shocked.

She only heard it from a master painter, saying that there is a state where there is nothing to conquer, and it seems that there is nothing in the painting, but it can make you feel emotional.