Chapter 492: 492
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For a person who is used to frugality, all dispensable things belong to "unnecessary", and all prices beyond his expectation are called "expensive".
Frugality is a good thing, so Shen Hao never interferes with Xia Nu's habit, but he reserves his own view.
"Can you still draw murals?" the taste of sour soup noodles completely relaxed Shen Hao's mood, as if it relieved the pressure from his taste buds. In addition, the black animal tattoo came to an end again. He also had leisure to chat with Xia NV. In addition, he also wants to hear other people's opinions about the murals returned from rubbing.
"Yes, master, when I was in the tribe, I was a very talented painter. I painted many murals in the tribe. My father painted murals. I got his true biography, hee hee."
"Is it so powerful? Tell me."
"OK. What does the master want to hear?"
"You can say whatever you think, as long as it's mural."
"Well, let's start with the preparation of the mural. First, select the appropriate pigment according to the texture of the wall. If the pigment is not selected correctly, the mural will fade and cannot be maintained for a long time. Then, find out the key points according to the events and draw the pattern. First, draw the picture with a hooked charcoal pen..."
Shen Hao finished a bowl of noodles and listened carefully with herbal tea. I have to say that Xia Nu really surprised him. Unexpectedly, this Han slave really knew a lot about murals.
"Have you ever painted anyone's life?"
"Yes. When some elders of the family died and were buried, they would draw some of their lives on the sarcophagus. I helped draw them twice."
"Oh? Is there anything particular about this kind of painting on the coffin?"
"Yes, but it's basically similar to ordinary murals, but there will be a coherent story context that needs to be thought out in advance..."
"Story?"
"That's right. Although a person's life from birth to death is short, there are many stories, and they are unique. Isn't choosing some important stories to draw to commemorate this person's life?"
Shen Hao was a little stunned. Xia Nu coldly took this philosophical remark, which made him a little trance. Is this still a simple slave? Don't be evil, are you?
He pulled Han slave into his arms, grabbed his ear, pulled it, raised his chin and looked carefully. It seemed no different except that his face was red. Just loosened his ears, the foolish slave didn't go down. He held his backhand tighter than him and always twisted restlessly.
Conveniently picked up a mural in the tomb that came back from rubbing on the table, patted each other's thick meat, and asked, "can you understand this one?"
Han slave was taken into his arms. When he smelled the smell of Shen Hao, he felt dizzy and soft. He didn't remember when he was close to him, but when he heard the question, he looked up reluctantly, looked carefully for a while and said, "master, is this also a mural? But it doesn't look the same as the style of our family. Is this a human mural?"
"Yes, this is a Terran mural. It was thousands of years ago. Can you see something?"
After twisting a few times, she found a comfortable position in her master's arms, turned sideways, took the picture and looked at it for a while. Xia NV said: "This painting should not be complete, but it seems to be a complete character story. You see, the color of this man is strongly contrasted with other patterns, and his body should be a little larger and the details should be painted more carefully. He should be the main character in the painting."
Really see?!
Shen haogang just waited for the space to eat noodles and simply turned over a few pieces of drawing paper. He found that it was difficult to fully understand all the information in these paintings alone without information support. At least it would be difficult for him to understand the murals.
I didn't expect such a person around to help.
"Look at these paintings and draw a sketch." Shen Hao pointed to the thick piece of drawing paper on the table.
"Today?"
"Don't worry, in these days, no problem?"
Xia Nu's spirit came at once. Before, Shen Hao said that these paintings were "cases", but now let her help. Is this a kind of trust? A kind of needed value?
"Mm-hmm! I will finish the task!" Xia Nu heard Wang Jian's little flag say so before. Now she has learned it. She is neither fish nor fowl. She looks stupid.
"Mission? Hahaha..." Shen Hao laughed and said after a while, "do you still have to send you a reward?"
"Can I still enjoy it?" Xia Nu didn't know what the version was, but she still knew the word "reward". There was no problem in understanding it, so she blushed timidly and was surprised.
"Well, as long as you do it well, you'll get a reward." it's just a simple batch of slaves. Shen Hao doesn't think he can't afford it, so he speaks very grandly.
"I, I think..."
"Say, what do you want?"
"I think I can sleep with my master tonight." Xia Nu's voice is as thin as a mosquito, but she still hears clearly, with shyness but persistence. That's what she thinks.
After waiting for a long time, she didn't see Shen Hao's reply. Xia Nu Dui opened her mouth and felt a little dim in her heart. She thought the master was unhappy and wanted to ask for mercy. She suddenly felt that she was picked up. In the cry of surprise, she saw that she was horizontally picked up by Shen Hao, and then thrown onto the futon at the other end of the study. Then she was cold
After all, Han slave got a reward and slept with his master. He just slept a little late and was very tired. Finally, he could only roll on a futon and fall asleep with a smile. Fortunately, it's hot now, so you don't need to cover the quilt.
However, Shen Hao did not sleep after some activities. The futon was given to Xia NV. He sat cross legged on the ground and replaced rest with practice.
And there are surprises.
"Is it getting faster again?!"
If the pure energy fed back by the black beast tattoo is 10 points, then the pure energy fed back after stealing into the sword emperor tomb is 15 points! Increased by 50%! Moreover, Shen Hao can feel that this is not the limit of black beast tattoo, but his current meridian strength and soul strength can only bear so much, otherwise the back feeding will soar higher.
But in this way, Shen Hao's original plan had to be adjusted again, because after his practice this night, he found that it was unrealistic for him to continue to stay in the six fold state of Jushen realm. According to the new speed of refinement, he may reach the six fold limit state in mid July and must begin to break through.
Is it too fast?
Shen Hao has some troubles. Because he slowly found that the word "genius" was gradually buckled on his head by more and more people.
Can't you keep him low-key? He's really hard.
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For a person who is used to frugality, all dispensable things belong to "unnecessary", and all prices beyond his expectation are called "expensive".
Frugality is a good thing, so Shen Hao never interferes with Xia Nu's habit, but he reserves his own view.
"Can you still draw murals?" the taste of sour soup noodles completely relaxed Shen Hao's mood, as if it relieved the pressure from his taste buds. In addition, the black animal tattoo came to an end again. He also had leisure to chat with Xia NV. In addition, he also wants to hear other people's opinions about the murals returned from rubbing.
"Yes, master, when I was in the tribe, I was a very talented painter. I painted many murals in the tribe. My father painted murals. I got his true biography, hee hee."
"Is it so powerful? Tell me."
"OK. What does the master want to hear?"
"You can say whatever you think, as long as it's mural."
"Well, let's start with the preparation of the mural. First, select the appropriate pigment according to the texture of the wall. If the pigment is not selected correctly, the mural will fade and cannot be maintained for a long time. Then, find out the key points according to the events and draw the pattern. First, draw the picture with a hooked charcoal pen..."
Shen Hao finished a bowl of noodles and listened carefully with herbal tea. I have to say that Xia Nu really surprised him. Unexpectedly, this Han slave really knew a lot about murals.
"Have you ever painted anyone's life?"
"Yes. When some elders of the family died and were buried, they would draw some of their lives on the sarcophagus. I helped draw them twice."
"Oh? Is there anything particular about this kind of painting on the coffin?"
"Yes, but it's basically similar to ordinary murals, but there will be a coherent story context that needs to be thought out in advance..."
"Story?"
"That's right. Although a person's life from birth to death is short, there are many stories, and they are unique. Isn't choosing some important stories to draw to commemorate this person's life?"
Shen Hao was a little stunned. Xia Nu coldly took this philosophical remark, which made him a little trance. Is this still a simple slave? Don't be evil, are you?
He pulled Han slave into his arms, grabbed his ear, pulled it, raised his chin and looked carefully. It seemed no different except that his face was red. Just loosened his ears, the foolish slave didn't go down. He held his backhand tighter than him and always twisted restlessly.
Conveniently picked up a mural in the tomb that came back from rubbing on the table, patted each other's thick meat, and asked, "can you understand this one?"
Han slave was taken into his arms. When he smelled the smell of Shen Hao, he felt dizzy and soft. He didn't remember when he was close to him, but when he heard the question, he looked up reluctantly, looked carefully for a while and said, "master, is this also a mural? But it doesn't look the same as the style of our family. Is this a human mural?"
"Yes, this is a Terran mural. It was thousands of years ago. Can you see something?"
After twisting a few times, she found a comfortable position in her master's arms, turned sideways, took the picture and looked at it for a while. Xia NV said: "This painting should not be complete, but it seems to be a complete character story. You see, the color of this man is strongly contrasted with other patterns, and his body should be a little larger and the details should be painted more carefully. He should be the main character in the painting."
Really see?!
Shen haogang just waited for the space to eat noodles and simply turned over a few pieces of drawing paper. He found that it was difficult to fully understand all the information in these paintings alone without information support. At least it would be difficult for him to understand the murals.
I didn't expect such a person around to help.
"Look at these paintings and draw a sketch." Shen Hao pointed to the thick piece of drawing paper on the table.
"Today?"
"Don't worry, in these days, no problem?"
Xia Nu's spirit came at once. Before, Shen Hao said that these paintings were "cases", but now let her help. Is this a kind of trust? A kind of needed value?
"Mm-hmm! I will finish the task!" Xia Nu heard Wang Jian's little flag say so before. Now she has learned it. She is neither fish nor fowl. She looks stupid.
"Mission? Hahaha..." Shen Hao laughed and said after a while, "do you still have to send you a reward?"
"Can I still enjoy it?" Xia Nu didn't know what the version was, but she still knew the word "reward". There was no problem in understanding it, so she blushed timidly and was surprised.
"Well, as long as you do it well, you'll get a reward." it's just a simple batch of slaves. Shen Hao doesn't think he can't afford it, so he speaks very grandly.
"I, I think..."
"Say, what do you want?"
"I think I can sleep with my master tonight." Xia Nu's voice is as thin as a mosquito, but she still hears clearly, with shyness but persistence. That's what she thinks.
After waiting for a long time, she didn't see Shen Hao's reply. Xia Nu Dui opened her mouth and felt a little dim in her heart. She thought the master was unhappy and wanted to ask for mercy. She suddenly felt that she was picked up. In the cry of surprise, she saw that she was horizontally picked up by Shen Hao, and then thrown onto the futon at the other end of the study. Then she was cold
After all, Han slave got a reward and slept with his master. He just slept a little late and was very tired. Finally, he could only roll on a futon and fall asleep with a smile. Fortunately, it's hot now, so you don't need to cover the quilt.
However, Shen Hao did not sleep after some activities. The futon was given to Xia NV. He sat cross legged on the ground and replaced rest with practice.
And there are surprises.
"Is it getting faster again?!"
If the pure energy fed back by the black beast tattoo is 10 points, then the pure energy fed back after stealing into the sword emperor tomb is 15 points! Increased by 50%! Moreover, Shen Hao can feel that this is not the limit of black beast tattoo, but his current meridian strength and soul strength can only bear so much, otherwise the back feeding will soar higher.
But in this way, Shen Hao's original plan had to be adjusted again, because after his practice this night, he found that it was unrealistic for him to continue to stay in the six fold state of Jushen realm. According to the new speed of refinement, he may reach the six fold limit state in mid July and must begin to break through.
Is it too fast?
Shen Hao has some troubles. Because he slowly found that the word "genius" was gradually buckled on his head by more and more people.
Can't you keep him low-key? He's really hard.
For a person who is used to frugality, all dispensable things belong to "unnecessary", and all prices beyond his expectation are called "expensive".Frugality is a good thing, so Shen Hao never interferes with Xia Nu's habit, but he reserves his own view."Can you still draw murals?" the taste of sour soup noodles completely relaxed Shen Hao's mood, as if it relieved the pressure from his taste buds. In addition, the black animal tattoo came to an end again. He also had leisure to chat with Xia NV. In addition, he also wants to hear other people's opinions about the murals returned from rubbing."Yes, master, when I was in the tribe, I was a very talented painter. I painted many murals in the tribe. My father painted murals. I got his true biography, hee hee.""Is it so powerful? Tell me.""OK. What does the master want to hear?""You can say whatever you think, as long as it's mural.""Well, let's start with the preparation of the mural. First, select the appropriate pigment according to the texture of the wall. If the pigment is not selected correctly, the mural will fade and cannot be maintained for a long time. Then, find out the key points according to the events and draw the pattern. First, draw the picture with a hooked charcoal pen..."Shen Hao finished a bowl of noodles and listened carefully with herbal tea. I have to say that Xia Nu really surprised him. Unexpectedly, this Han slave really knew a lot about murals."Have you ever painted anyone's life?""Yes. When some elders of the family died and were buried, they would draw some of their lives on the sarcophagus. I helped draw them twice.""Oh? Is there anything particular about this kind of painting on the coffin?""Yes, but it's basically similar to ordinary murals, but there will be a coherent story context that needs to be thought out in advance...""Story?""That's right. Although a person's life from birth to death is short, there are many stories, and they are unique. Isn't choosing some important stories to draw to commemorate this person's life?"Shen Hao was a little stunned. Xia Nu coldly took this philosophical remark, which made him a little trance. Is this still a simple slave? Don't be evil, are you?He pulled Han slave into his arms, grabbed his ear, pulled it, raised his chin and looked carefully. It seemed no different except that his face was red. Just loosened his ears, the foolish slave didn't go down. He held his backhand tighter than him and always twisted restlessly.Conveniently picked up a mural in the tomb that came back from rubbing on the table, patted each other's thick meat, and asked, "can you understand this one?"Han slave was taken into his arms. When he smelled the smell of Shen Hao, he felt dizzy and soft. He didn't remember when he was close to him, but when he heard the question, he looked up reluctantly, looked carefully for a while and said, "master, is this also a mural? But it doesn't look the same as the style of our family. Is this a human mural?""Yes, this is a Terran mural. It was thousands of years ago. Can you see something?"After twisting a few times, she found a comfortable position in her master's arms, turned sideways, took the picture and looked at it for a while. Xia NV said: "This painting should not be complete, but it seems to be a complete character story. You see, the color of this man is strongly contrasted with other patterns, and his body should be a little larger and the details should be painted more carefully. He should be the main character in the painting."Really see?!Shen haogang just waited for the space to eat noodles and simply turned over a few pieces of drawing paper. He found that it was difficult to fully understand all the information in these paintings alone without information support. At least it would be difficult for him to understand the murals.I didn't expect such a person around to help."Look at these paintings and draw a sketch." Shen Hao pointed to the thick piece of drawing paper on the table."Today?""Don't worry, in these days, no problem?"Xia Nu's spirit came at once. Before, Shen Hao said that these paintings were "cases", but now let her help. Is this a kind of trust? A kind of needed value?"Mm-hmm! I will finish the task!" Xia Nu heard Wang Jian's little flag say so before. Now she has learned it. She is neither fish nor fowl. She looks stupid."Mission? Hahaha..." Shen Hao laughed and said after a while, "do you still have to send you a reward?""Can I still enjoy it?" Xia Nu didn't know what the version was, but she still knew the word "reward". There was no problem in understanding it, so she blushed timidly and was surprised."Well, as long as you do it well, you'll get a reward." it's just a simple batch of slaves. Shen Hao doesn't think he can't afford it, so he speaks very grandly."I, I think...""Say, what do you want?""I think I can sleep with my master tonight." Xia Nu's voice is as thin as a mosquito, but she still hears clearly, with shyness but persistence. That's what she thinks.After waiting for a long time, she didn't see Shen Hao's reply. Xia Nu Dui opened her mouth and felt a little dim in her heart. She thought the master was unhappy and wanted to ask for mercy. She suddenly felt that she was picked up. In the cry of surprise, she saw that she was horizontally picked up by Shen Hao, and then thrown onto the futon at the other end of the study. Then she was coldAfter all, Han slave got a reward and slept with his master. He just slept a little late and was very tired. Finally, he could only roll on a futon and fall asleep with a smile. Fortunately, it's hot now, so you don't need to cover the quilt.However, Shen Hao did not sleep after some activities. The futon was given to Xia NV. He sat cross legged on the ground and replaced rest with practice.And there are surprises."Is it getting faster again?!"If the pure energy fed back by the black beast tattoo is 10 points, then the pure energy fed back after stealing into the sword emperor tomb is 15 points! Increased by 50%! Moreover, Shen Hao can feel that this is not the limit of black beast tattoo, but his current meridian strength and soul strength can only bear so much, otherwise the back feeding will soar higher.But in this way, Shen Hao's original plan had to be adjusted again, because after his practice this night, he found that it was unrealistic for him to continue to stay in the six fold state of Jushen realm. According to the new speed of refinement, he may reach the six fold limit state in mid July and must begin to break through.Is it too fast?Shen Hao has some troubles. Because he slowly found that the word "genius" was gradually buckled on his head by more and more people.Can't you keep him low-key? He's really hard.
