Jiang Xiao heard what he said and did not go on about it.

She originally thought that if her father was really curious, she would draw the scenery in the space, let him see what it was like, and then burn the painting.

But her father valued her so much that she would not be involved in any danger.

She is very warm in the heart, looking at six little smile.

Liu Shao still went out.

People have come to see who it is.

However, Jiang Xiao knows that he will send people away quickly and try to come back.

Now six little is not there, her mind will return to how to get out of trouble on this matter.

Jiang Xiao's eyes fall on the remnant painting on the table.

She had been thinking about how to get out before, and her attention was totally absent from the painting.

Now it's hard to think about it. I can only see this remnant painting.

Because she had to write all the time, she didn't put it away and kept it in her hand.

She used to sit on the edge of the pavilion. Now she saw the painting and got up and went to the table.

She looked at the painting for a long time, and a thought suddenly occurred to her.

This is a remnant painting. It is a scene in the space. With her masterstroke in her hand, can she directly restore this remnant painting?

The simplest and crude way is to fill in the blank and broken place.

Anyway, she knew what the painting was like. She knew the space every day. She knew it very well. She didn't even need to go out to observe. She knew where to add something when she picked up her pen.

It's just that it's not really a painting.

At best, it's a patchwork.

The restoration of a real ancient painting does not affect its overall quality. The degree of old and new, and the color of pigments are generally the same. It is still an ancient painting with traces of time and history.

But as she thought, it would be like destroying the old painting and painting it into a new one.

If this had been the case before, Jiang Xiao would never have thought of this method, and dare not think of it.

What if the painting is really important and she destroys it by doing so?

But now that she is trapped in the pavilion and can't get out and take things in, she can't help it. She has only the magic brush and the remnant painting in front of her. She can't help but think of such an idea --

maybe it's doomed to let her use the magic brush to make up the painting?

How do you know if you don't try.

She had no other way.

Jiang Xiao is also worried about Meng in his heart. After thinking about it, he decided to have a try.

So she began to take the magic pen to make up the painting on the remnant painting.

Well, this one is a corner of a small bamboo building, painted on it.

This place is fuzzy. There should be herbal medicine with thick green leaves. Well, add the color of dark green.

This is the pavilion flying hook.

This side is filled with a white jade brick.

This is the corner of the black earth. We have to make up for it.

Once put in, Jiang Xiao will forget himself, only the painting in his eyes.

She didn't notice that she started to write faster and faster. The magic brush made her more and more handy. She didn't need to dip in the paint. As long as she thought about it, the color of the brush would come out.

The painting was quickly mended.

If someone saw it, they would feel that Jiang Xiao didn't need to look at it at all. He just held the pen and sprinkled it on the paper. The painting was just like dancing. The painting was gradually completed.

Although some places are old, some are new.

Liu Shao went to the front hall. As soon as he entered the door, he strode to meet him. His eyes were bright, his expression was joyful and his tone was excited.

"Ah Liu, it's you, it's you!"

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