The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 361: The crystallization of beauty

"He's really bad at drawing."

Delicious Wind Goose replied without hesitation.

Before seeing Paper Princess in person, Yummy Feng Goose once thought that the artist's paintings were really awesome.

He could even taste a hint of magic from the portrait - just admiring Zhi Ji's face and figure, he could keep Yuan Feng's eyes glued to it for a long time.

Delicious Wind Goose believes that the editor of the newspaper must have thought so too. That's why I put this painting on the front page of the newspaper.

But after seeing Paper Princess with his own eyes, Yummy Feng Goose knew the truth...

It turns out that Zhi Ji’s appearance, just reproduced intact, is already a top-notch “magic painting”. Even the extraordinary willpower of Delicious Wind Goose is completely unable to resist.

Although I don’t know why, the passers-by around me seemed to be completely unable to see myself and Zhiji... and just walked on the road as usual.

The so-called "famous painter" Nigel Elliot's portrait of Paper Princess looked "like a human being".

This may be a bit strange to say...

Although the appearance is about 90% similar, the indescribable beauty and the meaning of "anchor of beauty" are not expressed at all.

Not only extraordinary people like Delicious Wind Goose, but even ordinary people will never be fascinated by this painting.

This can no longer be described by ordinary "shrinkage".

This is serious "dry stuff" - the kind that can expand several times after soaking in water.

"Actually, he has worked very hard."

Zhi Ji just chuckled softly, and while touching his drawing board from behind, he explained: "He is not an extraordinary person, and he accidentally saw my face... When he regained consciousness, I Already left.

"He recreated the image based on a short moment of 'impression'. I have also looked at his paintings, and they are actually quite good. And his observation skills are also worthy of praise... he can To refine and restore the hazy impression produced by a glance is enough to show that his talent is quite good."

Zhi Ji excused the painter seriously.

Although the other party is not here, it is absolutely impossible to hear this conversation. But Zhi Ji did not criticize the painter in any way...

Delicious Wind Goose suddenly noticed something vaguely.

...That seems to be "love".

It should not be directed at that painter, but at the love of all painters.

——Zhi Ji is attached to the painter.

So, is she called Paper Girl...

For some reason, Delicious Wind Goose is reluctant to address this goddess as "He".

"Don't talk about that, let's take a look at your paintings."

Zhi Ji pulled out a painting.

She smiled and handed the painting to Delicious Wind Goose.

...What can I do to see? I saw too much when I looked in the mirror...

Delicious Feng Goose complained in his heart.

But he took the painting obediently and unfolded it politely.

But after he saw the painting clearly, he was suddenly stunned.

It is indeed his own appearance. Delicious wind goose can be seen at a glance.

But besides that...

——Nothing the same.

He was wearing a city guard uniform, which was painted into a worn but clean red monk's robe by Zhi Ji. He stepped on the snow with his bare feet, and his feet were full of scars.

His eyebrows were stained with white frost marks, and his eyebrows were deeply furrowed, revealing endless distress and hesitation. His back is straight, his shoulders are stable and broad, there are subtle scars and abrasions on the top of his head, his expression is silent and his eyes are firm.

His left arm hangs down inside the monk's robe, and his clenched fists can reveal the entanglement and wavering in his heart. In his right hand, he held a handful of dark red blood and placed it in front of his mouth, but he still did not drink it.

He stared at the rippling pool of blood in his hands, lost in memories and contemplation.

Behind him was the huge setting sun and snowy scene. Shadows hit the side of his face, outlining the outline of his jaw.

I wonder if this is an illusion...

Delicious Wind Goose looked at this "self" and could even vaguely feel "what he was thinking". It's as if he is really a monk holding a cup,

...What kind of divine art photo is this?

Delicious Wind Goose was greatly shaken.

His first reaction was to take a screenshot.

"...If I want to buy it, how much will it cost?"

He asked hesitantly: "And... are my feelings so intense?"

"My rule is always to give. But you only have one chance."

Zhi Ji said gently: "I will not tell the buyer how much each painting is worth - I will only sell it to you if your offer is higher than its true value. But if your offer is not When you arrive, I won’t charge you any money...but will give you a free souvenir worth the same price as the one you asked for.

"As I said before, I will give you a 50% discount - you only need to ask for half of its true value, and I will sell it to you. This painting does not have a name yet, if you name it If your name is approved by me, I will give you another 50% off.

"As for your emotions...of course they are not so exaggerated.

"This is an appropriate fiction. In order to better display the beauty I have seen, I extracted, abstracted and purified the conflict between emotion, passion and will. The final effect is this - it is the crystallization of your desire and will. If you meditate on this painting every day, your willpower will also be improved by feeling this pain."

Zhi Ji showed a beautiful smile and said calmly: "The so-called painter is a profession that captures the ubiquitous 'beauty' in life and refines and embodies it.

"Works should have their own life - I think so."

"...You are such an amazing painter."

Delicious Feng Goose praised sincerely.

This was his first face-to-face conversation with the gods of this world.

He was also deeply impressed by Zhiji's magnanimity and freeness.

If he hadn't known anything about painting, he might have devoted his loyalty to Paper Princess by now...

Are all the gods in this world...all such charming beings?

The delicious wind goose reminded me of the fufu and silver knight I met before.

Sir Silver needs no further explanation.

Even though the delicious wind goose, as an enemy and a "monster", could not look directly at him due to his power, he still felt the elegance, calmness and kindness wrapped around him.

"But I...I don't have much money."

Delicious Wind Goose said helplessly: "Can I pay on credit? Or exchange it for items of equal value?"

"No credit, but barter is allowed - under the witness of Lord Silver, I will recycle it fairly and at its due value."

Zhi Ji said with a smile and urged: "Let's give it a name first."

"...I can't think of a good name."

The Delicious Wind Goose was silent for a long time, but still answered honestly: "This is the only thing I can give -"

He said, patting his belt.

Ten metal bottles the size of lighters were stored there.

"Ten bottles of demon blood..."

Zhi Ji, however, frowned slightly as if she could see through the delicious goose.

She thought for a moment, then asked again: "How about you try to come up with a name first?"

As soon as she said these words, Yummy Feng Ge felt something strange in her heart.

The value of ten bottles of devil's blood should be more than the 2.5% discount of this painting, but less than the 50% discount... although I don't know how it is calculated.

The purchase price of demon blood is less than ten pounds, but a bottle can be sold for eighty pounds in the royal capital; and these ten bottles are given as a deductible salary of three hundred pounds to the delicious wind goose...

But in any case, it is a good thing to ask a higher price.

In case you can’t buy it, you can get a gift of equal value.

Rationally speaking, compared to a painting of unknown use, exchanging it for a gift is a more rational and stable choice.

But I still want to try the delicious goose...

"..."Monk in Front of the Cliff", is that okay?"

He frowned and looked at the painting, pondering for a long time before he asked tentatively.

Zhi Ji tilted her head and thought for a while.

"If the title of this painting was given by someone else, I would not sell it."

She squinted her eyes, showing a cute smile that reminded Yummy Wind Goose of Annan, and chuckled: "But since you said it yourself... the name itself is another layer of contradiction. From this perspective Starting from this, its value is enhanced by enhancing the value of the painting itself.

"If the equivalent value is calculated...I will accept the gift you gave without any courtesy."

Zhi Ji said, reaching out and touching the belt of Delicious Wind Goose. ~IndoMTL.com~ The next moment, Delicious Feng Goose felt the bottles on the inside of his belt suddenly disappear.

"I'm leaving, little brother...see you later."

At the same time as Zhi Ji’s voice fell.

Her figure disappeared like a dream.

The moment Yummy Feng Goose's eyes left Zhi Ji, Yummy Feng Goose noticed that the impression of Zhi Ji's appearance in his mind was quickly fading... not even a trace was left in the blink of an eye.

...This may be the brain's "decompression" process for self-protection.

Delicious Wind Goose was silent and carefully rolled up the scroll.

The passers-by around also cast curious glances at the delicious goose wearing city guard uniforms and holding a scroll.

——No more patrols for now.

Anyway, let’s find the monster teacher and the others first to help hide this painting...