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Chapter 597 Weird Mural (Additional Update)

An old butler stood at the door of the manor.

When he saw Tanzhi, he greeted him warmly: "Are you here to attend the master's banquet?"

Greedy: "Wait a minute, I have a few companions behind, they haven't come yet."

The old butler said: "Dear guest, please come with me into the manor first, wash up and rest. I will send someone to pick up your companions."

Tan Zhi was a man of great skill and courage. Even though he was injured, he was not afraid of the other party. He nodded and followed the old butler into the manor.

There are many murals hanging on the walls of the corridors of the manor.

He leaned in for a closer look.

The old butler thought he was very interested in these murals and began to introduce them to him.

"My master has been a genius since he was young. He learns everything very quickly, whether it's carving, painting, or jewelry design. Once he gets in touch with it, his skills will quickly reach the pinnacle."

"He seems to be born to be a great artist. These beautiful works bloom like flowers under his hands."

"These murals were created when he first started painting as a child."

"The master's father hired a painting master, but the master only taught the master for three months. He felt that there was nothing more to teach and felt inferior to him. He said that the master's level was far superior to his, so he resigned and left soon after."

"From this end all the way back, this is the first painting the master ever drew."

What greed and attachment are looking at is that painting.

This painting is still somewhat immature, but putting aside the painting techniques, this painting is rich in color and bold in use of colors.

And the scenery presented in the paintings is also very beautiful.

Many students who have studied for several years may not be able to draw at this level.

It turns out that this is a work created by a child for the first time. What kind of work is this?

Greedy and stubborn were amazed.

As expected, talent is something that makes people despair.

People with talent can achieve twice the result with half the effort no matter what they do, while people without talent can never compare to the former no matter how hard they try.

Tanzhi thought of the conditions for passing the copy.

I wonder if the owner of this manor is called Clo?

He wasn't afraid of triggering any taboos, so he asked directly: "Did Clo draw these?"

The old housekeeper nodded and smiled, "Yes, of course these were all painted by our master. No other paintings would be hung here."

"You are the first person to address our master like this. Now, most people call our master Baron Mobia."

"Humph, they're just a bunch of people trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful. They're fawning over our master like this, just to get him to do them a favor and make a work of art."

"Since you call him that, you must be very close to the master, right?"

The old butler wiped his eyes with a handkerchief in relief: "I didn't expect that our master would have a good friend who can call each other by name."

Tanzhi didn't even know who Na Clo was, but he was very thick-skinned and nodded without any guilt to acknowledge the identity of his friend.

The old butler's attitude had indeed become much more enthusiastic. If before it was just superficial enthusiasm because of the guest's status,

Then his enthusiasm now seems much more sincere.

Tanzhi was still looking at the paintings in the corridor.

As time went on, the style and technique of those paintings improved amazingly.

Moreover, the fresh and bright feeling that the painting initially gave to Tanzhi gradually disappeared.

At that time, when I saw the first painting, I was attracted by the bright colors and beautiful scenery.

But these latter paintings.

The more he looked at it, the more disgusted he felt.

It’s not that the latter paintings are ugly.

On the contrary, compared to the first painting, the painting skills of the following paintings are superb. If they are put up for auction, it is estimated that each painting will be sold at a high price.

It’s just that the colors of these paintings are not so bright, but instead use depressing dark colors.

Tanzhi watched the whole thing in silence.

The last painting in the corridor.

If you take it out separately from the first painting.

Then everyone will exclaim and can't believe that this is from the same person.

Because the emotions expressed in the painting have undergone a qualitative change, and it doesn't feel like it was painted by the same person.

This last painting is like the embodiment of the abyss.

The dark tones enveloped the world like night.

Rich black, deep purple, and crimson colors intertwine and collide with each other, as if the painter's soul is struggling and torn in despair and pain.

In the end, they were swallowed up one by one by the darkness in the painting.

At first glance, it is shocking enough.

Tanzhi stood in front of the painting, as if stunned, and his heart could not calm down for a long time.

He felt something strange in his body and began to feel restless again.

In order to prevent the weirdness in his body from getting out of control, he forced his eyes away from the painting.

The old butler didn't notice the ugly look on his face, but introduced the painting with pride.

"This is the most perfect painting our master has ever created. He once said that no matter how many paintings he paints in the future, it will be difficult to surpass this one."

"A nobleman once offered tens of billions to buy this painting, but the master refused to sell it."

Tanzhi forcibly suppressed the restless weirdness in his body and swallowed the blood that surged in his throat.

He calmly agreed, "This painting is indeed very good."

It was unexpectedly outstanding.

There's something wrong with this picture.

He just glanced at it for a few times, and it caused a strange restlessness in his body.

The previous few paintings are also dark and depressing works.

But the feeling it gave him was far inferior to that of this painting.

Tanzhi wanted to take the painting down and study it carefully to find out why it caused such strange agitation.

Unfortunately, the old butler has been following him all the time.

He should not do anything extreme before he has a clear understanding of the situation of this manor.

They stayed here for quite a long time.

Laziness and Sickness have also found this manor and entered the manor under the guidance of the servants.

They had just stepped into this corridor.

Then I discovered the greed and attachment in the corridor.

Tanzhi also heard the footsteps.

"Slack, sick cadres, you are finally here."

The old butler said: "Oh, are these two your companions? They are indeed very handsome. I feel relieved that the master has friends like you."

Laziness and illness suddenly became the master's best friends.

They didn't look surprised.

The old butler didn't notice anything was wrong.

"Dear guests, please come this way. The banquet will start in an hour."

Slack and sickness passed through the corridors.

Naturally, I also saw the paintings hanging above.

"That painting..."

Xie Dai was about to say something, but when he saw the old butler beside him, he shut his mouth again.