Ding Yi was stunned and stared at the folding fan with wide eyes and disbelief.

A few people all surrounded me in an instant.

Jiang Jiuli's eyes seemed to be shining with stars:

"What a solemn four big words? Is justice from heaven?"

The awe-inspiring aura emitted in the words makes people dare not look at them, as if the more you do, the more you feel guilty and depressed by these four words... .??.

Just as it is looking at your soul, it comes from the judgment of justice.

Ding Yi's eyes were red:

"Damn! I've misunderstood. Can this fan really be opened? These four characters have true meaning. After so many years, is the true meaning still so strong in the characters?"

"Can it be left by a certain painter?"

Ren Jie also swallowed, "Jugou didn't tell me it?" This fan was indeed not simple.

"Painter? What is that?"

Ding Yi hurriedly said: "It's normal that you don't know. The painter belongs to the extremely rare Chinese art line in the ancient bloodline. His own ability is calligraphy and painting. Calligraphy and painting in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Nowadays, there are very few Chinese art line."

"It is said that the characters written by the painter have true meaning. When fighting, the characters are used to suppress people, the void is used as paper, and the finger is used as a pen. If the word "mountain", then the word is really as heavy as a mountain. If the word "kill", the murderous aura bursts out, and the killing will be killed for a hundred miles. If the word "life", the living dead, the flesh and bones are written, and if the word "death", the corpse is everywhere, there will be no life!"

At this moment, Ren Jie and others widened their eyes and had goose bumps:

∑(° mouth°?) "Damn it? Is the painter so fierce?"

Ding Yi's eloquence was like a river:

"What is this? The painter can not only write, but also draw. The things he draws can even rush out of the paper. He has short-term action ability to help the painter attack, defend, paint dragons and draw walls as walls!"

"The Chinese martial arts lineage is full of very perverted abilities. You should all know that Lu Qianfan, his abilities are just gossip maps, which is also very terrifying?"

Ren Jie was so irritated that he heard this, so... Guagua's existence is probably drawn by the owner of this fan?

Guagua said proudly: "Hmph~ Now I know how powerful my master is?"

Ren Jie slowly flipped the fan.

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br> I saw that there was no writing on the back of the fan, but a landscape painting was painted, not the ink-colored Chinese painting, but the green landscape painting with spring flowers and colorful colors.

The green mountains are far away, the woods are lush, the grass is everywhere at the foot of the mountain, and colorful flowers are blooming, while a waterfall hangs from the mountains, falls into the deep pool, and winds out a river from the pool, flowing to the end of the fan.

A bright sun hangs high in the sky, the sun is just right, and I feel a little drunk in the afternoon.

And right by the river, there is a well painted.

What is shocking is that the picture is not static, but animated picture, drooping waterfalls, splashing water vapor, flowing rivers, and even gently swaying green grass and flower fields.

Ding Yi's face turned dark when he heard this: "Bah, when my father gave birth to me, your father was still shaving the Tinker Bell!"

"Why are you a brother who is dead?"

Ren Jie immediately put his hips on his hips: "Your father and I have cut prices with each other. If you are brothers, come and chop me up. Why are you not a brother who is dead?"

Ding Yi's face turned darker: "This folding fan is obviously a treasure. I can't give it to you if I specify it, but you found this treasure. If you want to change it, I can't stop it. I'm just a shop-seeker."

"How about selling you 104 credits

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Ren Jie: (?Yi??) "You pinch the credits in my pocket, right?"

"I won't buy it, I'll give it to you~ Anyway, no one can open this fan except me. If I can't buy it, I will always have a way to get it, right? Diao Baoer?"

"I think there are many treasures in this academy store. If you lose a hundred million points, you won't be discovered, right?"

"It doesn't seem to be a loss if you run away after a vote~"

Diao Bao suddenly rushed out of Ren Jie's pocket, looking at the dazzling array of treasures in the college store, rubbing his hands and saliva flowed.

I have to say that Diao Bao's hands are already itchy...

Ding Yi's face became darker, and he couldn't help but take the fan and exert force crazily. The fan did not move at all, and there was no intention of opening it.

Jiang Jiuli looked serious:

(??? ? ??)? "Just cheaper~ Thank you~"

Ren Jie:(??ω?? ?)

Xiao Li~ You bargained too gently, right? You have to take the initiative to remove him so that he can give you a cheaper one?

Mo Wanrou said lightly: "You'd better not doubt the ability of stealing treasure marten. How do you think his shorts robes came from?"

Shu Ge smirked: "If you really lose something, the dean will deduct your salary~"

Mei Qian said seriously: "Give me Brother Jie a little cheaper, so...or I'll come to you every day to sleep~"

As soon as these words were said, Ding Yi's face turned green. I could bear everything else, and I could not even want bitter tea.

I really can't stand the arrival of Mei Qian. Will the store be in my hands and fuck the yellow shop?

"Then...then one hundred!"

Ren Jie took the initiative: "Fifty!"

"Tsk~80!"

"Fifty!"

"Seventy! Can't be cheaper anymore, I..."

"Fifty!"

"Listen to me, I really..."

"Plum Qian, sleep here tonight, I will bring you bedding! It's yellow!"
Chapter completed!