Lin Chengfei couldn't figure out what role Meng played in the incident.
It's very important to be a member of the other party or to be used.
This point needs to be studied slowly after Lin Chengfei goes back.
Before long, Jiang Chujian came back with a stack of paper and new ink.
She gave the paper to Lin Chengfei and laid it on the tea table. Then she ground the ink and looked at Lin Chengfei quietly.
Lin Chengfei slowly extended his hand.
It's hard!
His right hand was trembling. Fortunately, he still grasped the pen.
"What are you going to write?" Jiang Chujian asked with a smile.
Lin Chengfei looked at her and said with a smile, "I can write and draw at will. What high-level things can I write now?"
"If you write a few, you will be thousands of times better than others."
Lin Chengfei was surprised and said, "I'm so powerful in your heart?"
"Of course Jiang Chu nodded and naturally said, "people say you are excellent at both painting and calligraphy. In my opinion, this rating is not enough to describe your ability."
Lin Chengfei laughed and said, "in your opinion, how should you describe me?"
To be honest, this feeling of being flattered by the women I like is really It's very comfortable.
Lin Chengfei doesn't mind Jiang Chujian saying more, and doesn't mind her saying better.
Anyway, he is very happy to listen!
Jiang Chujian really thought about it seriously. Seeing Lin Chengfei's expectant eyes, he chuckled: "don't look at me like this..."
"How should I look at you?" Lin Chengfei asked in reply: "the color is dim?"
"Screw you!" Jiang Chujian said: "you should look at me calmly with clear eyes, so that I can come up with the most perfect words to praise you!"
Lin Chengfei shook his head: "too much..."
"Too much?" Jiang Chujian didn't understand: "how can I go too far?"
"In front of you, you still make my eyes clear? Isn't that bullying? " Lin Chengfei said wrongly: "you are such a beautiful girl standing in front of me. It's very rare that I can bear to throw you on the bed. Do you still make my eyes clear? Isn't that too much? "
"You head, can you stop thinking about all these things?"
"I can't do anything now!" Lin Chengfei pointed to his head and said, "except for these messy things, he doesn't think about anything."
Jiang Chujian sneered: "I think your injury is still too light..."
With that, he turned to walk into the bedroom.
Lin Chengfei cried in a hurry: "don't go, praise me again!"
"Praise your sister!"
Jiang Chujian said, slamming the door.
Lin Chengfei smiles happily. Even the injury on his body doesn't seem to hurt as much as just now.
Teasing beautiful women is really a good medicine to relieve pain. The effect is just a little worse than anesthetics.
Shaking his head, Lin Chengfei gathered his mind, dipped the nib in the ink a little, frowned and thought about it, then put the pen on the paper and began to write and draw slowly.
It's easy.
His pen was not stable, and the words he wrote were not very good-looking. It was like a snake crawling.
By the time he finished the first word, he was already a little out of breath, and the sweat on his forehead kept falling down.
However, he is still biting his teeth, continue to move the pen.
One word after another, slowly appeared on the paper.
When a poem was finished, Lin Chengfei was exhausted and completely collapsed on the sofa.
And in the room, Jiang Chujian can feel Lin Chengfei's state at this time, but she didn't rush out immediately, just quietly relying on the door, silent.
She knew that Lin didn't want her to see him like this.
So!
She doesn't look!
Men's self-esteem, sometimes is a very strange thing.
But after Lin Chengfei finished writing, those handwriting, actually did not have any unusual appearance.
it's just like ordinary people's appearance after writing a calligraphy and painting, there is no light, no poetry essence comes out, and no magic power comes to cure Lin Chengfei.
Lin Chengfei took a rest for a while and felt better. He looked at the poems on the table and laughed bitterly.
Then he changed a piece of paper, picked up the pen again, and began to write.
One after another.
Again and again.
It wasn't until it was getting dark that Jiang Chujian came out of his bedroom: "it's time to eat Have you finished it yet? "
"Almost done!" Lin Chengfei replied with a smile.
It doesn't work at all.
In the past, bailing's poetry had no effect on him now.Lin Chengfei's injury has not been relieved at all.
There are two main injuries.
The first one is the arrow that was shot in the chest by the God killing bow. I don't know why. The real Qi arrow shot by the God killing bow will damage people's body wantonly. Even Lin Chengfei can't make the wound heal quickly.
The second injury is the sequela of the method of blood leading.
At that time, he had no real Qi at all, and forced to use this kind of skill, which was very harmful to him, might do more harm to his body than the killing God bow.
Up to now, there is still no real Qi in his body, which is caused by the method of blood leading.
Even, whether he can recover in the future is a question.
At least he didn't know how many poems he wrote.
However, Lin Chengfei didn't look decadent and depressed. He was in a good mood. After dinner with Jiang Chujian, he began to write again.
Until 11:30 in the evening, he put down his pen and went back to his bedroom to sleep with Jiang Chujian's help.
In the next few days, in addition to the most basic exercise, Lin Chengfei basically leaned in front of the tea table and wrote one after another. At the beginning, he still wanted to use poetry to treat the injury, but later, he no longer had any hope, just wanted to be calm.
Every time he raised his pen, his heart would become extremely calm, as if he would be completely immersed in the wonderful painting and calligraphy, completely forgetting himself.
This is what Lin Chengfei likes to do.
For seven days in a row, Lin stayed in his room without leaving.
The killers also disappeared during this period of time, and they didn't know whether to find their hiding place or give up the pursuit of Lin Chengfei. Their days were peaceful.
"It's nothing to stay in the room all the time!"
That evening, Jiang Chujian said to Lin Chengfei, "I'll take you out for a walk."
Lin Chengfei said with a smile: "I like this, where can I go?"
He is still difficult to walk and his injury has not improved at all. It's really difficult for him to go out for a walk.
Jiang Chujian pushed something out of the door with a smile. He patted it hard and said with a smile, "sit here!"