Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Chapter 1 A Little Painter

Tomb raiding, two male protagonists, crazy literature, 1vX depends on my mood, a place to store your brain!!! The male protagonist's original form is a Bifang bird (a mythical beast, Bifang, which looks like a crane, is entirely blue, has long fire feathers on its head, stands on one leg, and has a long tail with blue flames. A few strands of flames can fall down and can be used to ward off disasters. It has the ability to carry fire to ward off disasters)!

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Shashasha~~

Shashasha~~

The pen tip touches the drawing paper, outlining curves, and the ink color soaks into the paper, depicting its beautiful appearance on the clean white surface.

"Tsk~ It's quite beautiful. I really am an artistic genius!"

Just then, a clear, cool, yet narcissistic voice came from the opposite side of the painting.

A small, exquisite calligraphy brush was held in a pair of fair and slender hands. Upon closer inspection, the brush body was decorated with many intricate and beautiful carvings, but now it was held by that slender hand.

"Stop being so narcissistic! When are you finally going to do a mission?!"

The cold voice had barely finished when it was cut off by a cute boy's voice.

Qin Henian was speechless every time he heard that seemingly cute voice. He'd been forced to descend into this ghostly world for over two thousand years; who knew how he'd survived it all?!

As the White Crane God-Lord of the Celestial Clan, all he did was go out for a short while, soaring through the clouds for "a little while," when some idle big shot slapped him with a red, glowing handprint, pitifully shoving him into this small world...

Then there was the minor Heavenly Dao of this world, who secretly approached him, constantly trying to trick him into helping him solve his problems. After many years of this, Qin Henian finally had to agree. After all, he didn't know why he seemed unable to contact the Celestial Clan anymore and was trapped in this world. He was truly speechless...

He figured completing the mission was fine, but when he first arrived in this world, it was still in the Qin Dynasty, and there was no mission objective as Little Heavenly Dao had mentioned. Later, many things happened inexplicably, and the confused Qin Henian discovered that the spiritual energy in this world was too scarce, making cultivation difficult. In the end, he could only live a simple life while studying some art forms that interested him, such as... "painting"!

"What was the mission again? We've been playing for over two thousand years, I've almost forgotten what you said at the beginning!"

Qin Henian has a bad memory. A few years ago, Xiaotiandao reminded him that the mission was about to end. At that time, he was in Luoyang collecting inspiration and drew many ancient buildings. However, the development of this era has covered many of the beautiful buildings from back then. He can only create ancient building paintings based on the buildings he still remembers and the buildings that still exist today.

"Oh, Little Crane, why are you so obsessed with drawing these ancient buildings and courtyards!"

Xiao Tiandao felt helpless. He placed a wisp of his Heavenly Dao power over Qin Henian in the void. For over two thousand years, they had known each other well, considering each other close friends and chatting casually. The only thing Xiao Tiandao found frustrating about Qin Henian was his love of painting, especially ancient architecture and courtyards. Whenever Qin Henian saw ancient buildings, he would become incredibly excited, as if he were on drugs…

"I like it because it suits my taste!"

Qin Henian answered very decisively.

"But the chosen one in my world is about to find the meteorite. If you don't go soon, how can you help me collect all these unstable external factors?"

Little Heavenly Dao was furious. If he were a person instead of a ball of white light, he would definitely be scratching his head so hard that he would go bald!

"Oh, it's just meteorite jade, no big deal. How many pieces did you have?"

Qin Henian genuinely couldn't remember how many meteorite jades Xiao Tiandao had mentioned before. He had promised to help him collect the stones that had fallen from higher-dimensional worlds into this world from the chaos. However, these past two days, he had discovered a quaint courtyard house in Beijing. He fell in love with it at first sight just by looking at the gate, so today he carried a stool and easel and sat down a few dozen meters from the courtyard entrance, observing and sketching at the same time…

"Eight yuan! Eight yuan! Eight yuan! Little Crane, you remember that!!!"

"Okay, okay, okay, oh dear, Little Heavenly Dao, you're so long-winded. Go back to your sleep!"

Knowing the quantity, Qin Henian began to follow the Heavenly Dao in his heart, while outwardly he continued to occasionally observe the gate of the courtyard building not far from him, his pen scribbling and revising on a piece of paper...

The sun was shining brightly, casting a golden glow on people, and the occasional gentle breeze was very pleasant.

Pat, pat, pat...

In an alley, a pair of long, slender legs strolled aimlessly. Finally, they reached the end of the alley, and sunlight shone on the person's profile. The person was dressed in a black suit, with a well-proportioned figure that was neither fat nor thin; it was a man.

The man's profile was revealed in the interplay of sunlight and the alleyway. His features were clearly defined, half in light and half in shadow, strikingly handsome. A few stray hairs on his forehead and a pair of black sunglasses concealed his expression.

Hey! Look what Blackie found!

A living angel!

Hei Xiazi, who had just walked to the street with his hands in his pockets, was about to head home when he saw a boy in a white shirt and blue overalls sitting not far from his front door. The boy had a well-behaved back view, and his fair hands were holding a palette in one hand and a small brush in the other, drawing on the canvas in front of him.

With his sharp eyesight, even in broad daylight, aided by his sunglasses, he could spot the angelic-looking boy sitting on a stool, drawing his own front door...

Well... how should I put it? This is the first time he's ever seen a painter who can paint a gate!

"Little friend, you drew very well! Isn't my front door very grand, beautiful, and magnificent? Would you like me to explain it to you so you can draw it with even more depth?!"

Qin Henian wasn't surprised by the voice coming from behind him. After all, his primary goal in coming here to draw architecture was to get the other person's attention.

According to the information given by Xiaotiandao, the other party is a chosen one and one of the people who are going to the meteorite. Qin Henian just wanted to see what kind of abilities the people who can find the meteorite have!

"Thank you for the compliment, but... even if you are the owner of this courtyard house, we don't seem to know each other. This is our first meeting. Your enthusiasm makes me feel like it's a trap. You're not just trying to fool me, are you?"

Qin Henian put down his pen, turned his head, and looked at the person walking in his direction.

"Oh my, little boy, you're really handsome. But why would I lie to you? What good would it do me? Besides, this house really is mine!"

With a smile on his face, Hei Xiazi walked a few steps to the child who looked like an angel. The closer he got, the more carefully he looked at the child... Tsk, such a face, it's really... too beautiful!

If the other person's back view was considered attractive, then the angel who turned around was truly stunning! To be honest, Black Bear's first reaction upon seeing her appearance was that he had finally found someone even more beautiful than Dumb Zhang!

"Of course, even if I wanted to lie to you, I wouldn't do it so openly, wouldn't I, little friend?"