Mystery Makes Me Strong

Time goes to Saturday.

Wen Rensheng was sitting by the swimming pool in the front yard, sitting by an easel, drawing two birds in the pool.

"Wenwen, come down and play in the water together! The water temperature is just right." Zhao Han, who only showed his head and nose, was in the dog planing, and greeted Wang Wenwen who was sitting by the pool.

"I don't know, you two just swim by yourself." Wang Wenwen was leaning on the reclining chair to bask in the sun, she looked down at her fat belly, shook her head angrily, and did not forget to stuff dried seafood in her mouth.

Zhao Han was very sorry. He turned his head to Wu Shanshan who was swimming on his back and said, "Sister Shanshan, we can swim faster than anyone else."

"You can't." Wu Shanshan looked at the other side's poor swimming style with disgust, which was really bad for the scenery.

"That's not necessarily true. No one in our school has swum me. I even won the freestyle championship in the county." Zhao Han said with a fist.

"That can only mean one thing, your opponents are good enough." Wu Shanshan said dismissively.

"How about a comparison?" She crawled to the other side, holding her arms tightly.

"Okay, it's time to let you know how powerful you are." Wu Shanshan finally agreed.

The two girls then swam back to the pool, then took off, entered the water...and started the competition.

The swimming pool is fifty meters long, which shows how big the front yard of Wen Rensheng's house is.

Wen Rensheng looked up and saw that one of them was in a standard crawling and swimming stance.

One is still in the dog-planing position, with his head and nose always on the water, his hands and feet under water, turning like a motor.

In the end, what surprised him a little was that Wu Shanshan only won by a slight advantage of one position... Knowing that the former is the fastest freestyle stance, the latter is not suitable for competition.

"Ah, I actually lost." Zhao Han was very surprised.

"It's me who is surprised," Wu Shanshan stretched out her hand to squeeze each other's muscles, and said in surprise, "You really haven't practiced too much, such healthy skin really isn't in vain."

At this moment, Wu Liansong came over and looked at Zhao Han as if he had seen a treasure.

"Xiaohan, do you want to practice martial arts with your uncle?"

"Uh, do I still have this qualification?" Zhao Han said excitedly.

"Quality is based on comparison." Wu Liansong glanced at Wang Wenwen next to him, and answered very honestly.

Wang Wenwen noticed the other party's gaze, stood up and walked to Wen Rensheng's easel.

"It looks a bit like, you are really fast enough to practice," she looked at the painting and shifted the atmosphere of the conversation in a timely manner, "Now you should be qualified to worship a certain master, so you can learn faster."

Wen Rensheng looked reserved: "Then do you have any masters you can recommend?"

Wang Wenwen shook his head and said, "I'm naturally smart, and I practiced it all by myself. I really don't know which master is right for you."

"I do know that there is a guy who is very good at teaching people to paint. You should have caught his eye." Wu Liansong said, walked over to look at Wen Rensheng's easel, and nodded pretendingly.

"You're not talking about the 'Four Immortals of Songshan Mountain' in that group, are you, the four amazing people who have a skill in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Wen Rensheng said suddenly.

"Yes, I'm talking about the painting immortal among them, four shameless old fellows, who only lived to be a hundred, fifty or sixty years old, and dare to call themselves immortals..." Wu Liansong shook his head.

"Okay, I'll ask that senior."

After Wen Rensheng finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, opened the "Three Mountains and Five Mountains, Invincible" group, and found an alien expert nicknamed "Songshan Four Immortals Painting".

Start with the almighty "hello" and end with the almighty money.

In the end, the two parties reached an agreement. Wen Ren raised a tuition fee of 5 million yuan to study with the other party. The other party promised to let him learn "mysterious painting" within a month. If he couldn't learn it, he would receive a full refund.

"This price-performance ratio is really high," Wen Rensheng was quite satisfied, and then very confused, "I just have to ask for leave again."

Wu Liansong was suddenly a little unhappy: "I want to ask for leave again? How did I find out that since Mr. Wang started to revise the company system, other people are 996 every day, but you are getting more and more relaxed, and you have to ask for leave at every turn."

"It's called sharpening the knife without mistake. Since I want to teach the students, I have to know it myself first. If I only have two or three skills, it's useless to teach academics." Wen Rensheng said confidently.

This is the advantage that he has trained the mysterious instructor, and can openly learn skills.

"I don't believe that Lao Zhao can approve it again and again? This time it's only a month." Wu Liansong hummed.

Wen Rensheng called immediately and pressed the speakerphone.

"One month? It's a bit long, but it's an investment. As long as the direction is right, the bigger the investment, the greater the return. You should study hard, but I'll check the effect after you come back." Mr. Zhao agreed on the phone.

"Well, when did this old fat man be so generous?" Wu Liansong looked incredulous.

"Okay, Old Wu, so you called me that behind my back. It seems that you don't want this month's bonus anymore." Mr. Zhao scolded with a smile.

"Hurry up and hang up." Wu Liansong winked at Wen Rensheng.

So Wen Rensheng said a few words, then hung up the phone.

Wu Liansong sighed and said, "I always feel that you are more and more like your father, and the routines are getting longer and longer. The good ones don't learn, and the bad ones."

At this time, Wu Shanshan came out of the swimming pool and walked over after changing her clothes.

"You're going to learn to paint? Then I'll go too." She said bluntly.

"What are you doing?" Wu Liansong immediately objected, "You are still a college student, how can you be so free? Get your diploma first and talk about it."

"I have learned everything that should be learned. I am now a senior, and the graduation certificate will be issued to me." Wu Shanshan simply ignored it.

Wu Liansong had no choice but to look at Wang Wenwen on the side.

Wang Wenwen rolled his eyes and immediately said, "I also want to further my studies, can you bring me another one? I can always listen in, right?"

"Wait for me to ask the master painting fairy first."

Wen Rensheng asked again, then nodded and said, "That master doesn't limit the number of observers. As long as he is an alien, he can listen to his class for free. But if he wants to teach according to his aptitude and tailor his clothes, he has to pay the same tuition."

"Okay, I'll follow you to take the class." Wang Wenwen said excitedly.

Wu Liansong secretly gave Wang Wenwen a thumbs up. Although this little girl is not very obedient, she is very smart, and she understands what is wrong, and she will repay her kindness.

If the three of them go together, he can rest assured that he won't have to worry about being upgraded to grandpa after a month.

Zhao Han, who was left behind, silently paddled the swimming pool with a dog planer...

No matter how envious you are, you can't go, the third year of high school has just started a month.

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The next day, Wen Rensheng, Wu Shanshan, and Wang Wenwen drove to the foot of Songshan Mountain.

It's not far from Dongshui City, and it takes more than five hours to get there by driving on the expressway. It's easier than flying, after all, there is no security check.

The mountains are steep, the scenery is magnificent, the green shades are all over the valley, and the historic sites are everywhere. It belongs to the 5A-level scenic spot.

"The master painting fairy lives on the main peak of Songshan Mountain, on the peak of the extreme peak. The Book of Songs has clouds, and the height of the Songshan Mountain is as high as the sky." Wen Rensheng walked with his two daughters on the rugged mountain road and opened his mouth to introduce.

"Then he is really confident. Such a precipitous mountain is alone, and it is easy to get into trouble." Wang Wenwen looked at the scenery of the mountain road and couldn't help but admire it.

Although it is a famous mountain and it falls on Sundays, there are very few tourists on the mountain road, and only three or five tourists are occasionally encountered.

Wen Rensheng was not surprised, this world was different from the scene in which climbers gathered in famous mountains every holiday and in the previous life.

Although Songshan is a famous place, it is only in the scenic area under the mountain, and there are many tourists. On the steep mountain peaks, few people come.

Without him, everyone would be afraid to die.

Mysterious phenomena are especially frequent in the wild. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "there must be strange things in high mountains, but there are sperms in the mountains".

Only those who are daring by nature, or who have something to ask for, will not be afraid of danger and go deep into the dangerous peak.

This is the reason why Wang Wenwen will admire the painting fairy. It is a skill in itself to dare to live in such a place.

The three of them were walking on the mountain road, and finally someone came to talk to them.

"Hey, are some of the descendants also going to climb mountains to seek immortality?" An old man in his fifties, energetic and dressed in expensive clothes, asked.

Three old men of the same age followed behind him.

One of them had a dark face and seemed to have a hidden illness, and was being supported by a strong middle-aged man who looked like a bodyguard. There was also a bodyguard, who followed the others.

"Hello, old gentlemen~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Wen Rensheng said politely, "We are not climbing mountains to seek immortality, but going to learn from a teacher. "

"Oh, that's right," the old man became even more enthusiastic when he heard this. "We old men came here only after hearing that there were immortals here. I heard that the immortal lived to be more than five hundred years old. A real living fairy."

"Oh, that's really amazing, a living **** who is more than 500 years old, but I don't know how to see it?" Wen Rensheng asked as he climbed.

"It's not difficult to meet. I heard that as long as 2 million incense money is needed, you can meet, and another 10 million sincerity money will be able to get immortal recipes, and you can maintain a long life." The old man said with a look of longing.

It's okay, we should all go back to the same destination.

Wen Rensheng remembered that when he was chatting, the painting fairy showed his love for money like his life, and smiled slightly.

If you fold it in half, it's actually pretty much the same.

Compared with the previous life, it is still a bit better, at least they are not those empty masters, and they have real materials.