With Chen Guhong's concern and comfort, Chen Xiuxiu's sleep improved, but it did not improve fundamentally. Fortunately, by August, a friend from afar came back and brought two paintings.

These two paintings depict two generals, one with a ring head, a leopard head, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, holding a three-pointed two-edged spear, a tiger's head and shoulder armor, a golden boot under his feet, and a red embroidered robe.

The general's eyes glared, like a white tiger killing god, with a fierce murderous aura.

A man with a slightly calm face, a little smile, exuding a sense of elegance, but he was wearing a golden armor and a red robe, a helmet carved with a kirin, a golden boot under his feet, a sword on his chest, and his eyes were bright and bright. He was a Confucian general.

Zheng Chong's paintings are lifelike.

Moreover, Chen Guhong had a premonition that a faint demonic aura in the painting, as weak as a twilight candle, had not been formed or dissipated.

"He is really close to that realm when painting. I am not surprised that he can draw a demon at any time." Gao Zhuang said in shock when he saw it.

"He was poor and born in a weak family. He wrote good paintings but did not sell money to make a living. He thought that paintings were gifts between friends and had great backbone. Now that the paintings were made, he was a top-notch figure in the gods and immortals. From then on, he was a painting of immortals on earth." Chen Guhong sighed, and was sincerely happy for his friends.

After sighing, Chen Guhong hurriedly rolled up the two paintings and took them to Chen Xiuxiu.

Chen Xiuxiu was lying on the couch, drowsy in a cool place in the courtyard, covered with a thin quilt. Yuanyuan carefully lifted the quilt for Chen Xiuxiu. Seeing that Chen Guhong was coming, she stretched out her index finger and made a low voice.

But she also felt sorry for Chen Xiuxiu and just fell asleep, but the young master woke her up. But what surprised Yuanyuan was that Chen Guhong actually strode forward and then smiled and said, "Sister, sister."

"Young Master." Yuanyuan said angrily.

"It's okay." Chen Guhong smiled at Yuanyuan, and then came to the edge of the couch. Chen Xiuxiu slowly opened her eyes, and there was a hazy mist. After a long time, she realized that Chen Guhong was in front of her and said weakly: "Guhong?"

"Sister, look, this is the general I invited from the Gods Temple. You can save the house if you have nothing to do, and you can ward off evil spirits if you have something to do. You can kill all thieves and robbers, etc.." Chen Guhong spread out two volumes like offering treasures and turned them into pieces, and said with a smile.

"Why is this painting similar to a real person? It's so fierce." When Yuanyuan saw the mighty general, she took a step back, and her face turned a little white.

"If it is not fierce, how can it shock the little girl?" Chen Guhong said proudly.

Chen Xiuxiu was also shocked and sat up from the couch. She believed in gods the most in her life, praying to gods and worshiping Buddhas, and even put a lot of incense ash obtained from the temple of gods at home.

She believed whatever Chen Guhong said, and the two paintings were lifelike and extremely powerful. She believed it and said happily: "What a good general, a good general, you can tell it is effective at a glance."

Then she folded her hands together and bowed, and then said in confusion: "Brother, I have visited many immortal temples. But the gods worshipped are not as vivid and energetic as these two pictures. Where did you get them?"

"What my friend gave me was a wisp of the true god general, so it was so lifelike." Chen Guhong blew.

"A wisp of incarnation?" Chen Xiuxiu became even more happy. She took the scroll and walked out excitedly. Her sickly body suddenly became much more energetic.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Chen Guhong asked knowingly.

"Hang it in the lobby and I'll buy an incense burner. I'll offer it every day." Chen Xiuxiu said without thinking, then shouted: "Yuanyuan, don't help."

"Oh, here we come." Yuanyuan responded quickly and followed.

"I'm sleeping peacefully this time." Chen Guhong smiled and felt very relieved.

After standing for a while, Chen Guhong went back to the room and took out Zheng Chong's letter to read. Because he felt sorry for his sister, he sent the painting first and then read the letter.

I thought that letters were just ordinary letters, but I just said trivial things recently. But after reading them, Chen Guhong frowned.

The beginning of the letter is.

"My friend Ziyu has not heard the news for a long time. After receiving the letter, I was very happy and very happy."

After expressing a lot of joy, the general idea was "I expressed my concern about Chen Guhong's sister's illness and comforted Chen Guhong."

It was almost like that, but one of the sentences caught Chen Guhong's attention.

"Since I was not in good spirits, I had tried my best to paint, but I still had a rough painting. I wanted to concentrate on my work, but because of Sister Ling's condition, I sent it with shamelessness."

I don’t know if it’s because the painting is enchanting or why, when I read this sentence, Chen Guhong clearly felt a lifeless spirit.

Chen Guhong thought of Zheng Chong. His family was poor and he wore patched clothes, his face was not very good. He was taciturn by nature and looked poor, but he was not the kind of lifeless person.

How can a lifeless person make a masterpiece of paintings?

"I'm afraid there is something wrong." Chen Guhong felt a little uneasy, because he was worried about his friends, so he wanted to go to Yuan County to check out immediately. However, Chen Xiuxiu's situation made him very worried.

I thought, "Should wait a few days to see the situation. If my sister's condition is relieved, I will go to Yuan County."

Thinking of this, Chen Guhong became worried and calmed down to watch Chen Xiuxiu's condition. The two paintings were effective. Chen Xiuxiu had a good sleep that night and became full of energy after a few days.

Chen Guhong was happy when he saw this, so he also remembered Zheng Chong. However, he did not go out immediately, but called his friend Wang Song to discuss together.

"There is something wrong with Zheng Chong?" Wang Song was startled, and then said: "We are four friends in the cold year. Although we have a short time together, we have a long and long time friends and should not be abandoned. I will go too."

So Wang Song went home and prepared to go. Chen Guhong originally wanted to take the carriage and went with Wang Song in a carriage, but Wang Song refused.

"Now you and I are both husbands. It's too shabby to ride the same car, and your family is richer than mine. What's the point of getting to me?" After receiving this sentence, Chen Guhong prepared the carriage by himself.

Fortunately, when I was relocating, I bought a carriage and there were also drivers who were good at driving. When I went out, I was indispensable for Yuanyuan to serve him, but I still needed a follower.

Chen Guhong looked for a man among his slaves, Tiezhu.

Tiezhu used to be a slave from the Wu family. He used to be a farmer and was a good farmer. He was nine feet tall, had a waist three times the thickness of an ordinary person, weighed 215 kilograms, had muscles and strong body.

He has a national face and is naturally courageous. However, he is docile and honest by nature, and looks a little gentle.

In short, this is an honest and gentle follower who can trust, strong and strong body and can support the storefront.
Chapter completed!