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Chapter 1008 Drought Demon

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    In the evening, Xiang Que and Chen Dong lived in a suite. Originally, Wu Cheng arranged a luxurious big bed room for them all by himself in the hotel, but Chen Dong begged Xiang Que for nothing.  living together.

    "Brother-in-law, look, this is a picture I drew, isn't it very artistic?" Holding a piece of A4 paper and a 2b pencil in his hand, Chen Dong walked behind Xiang Que in a hurry.

    Xiang Que stood in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at a large open space in the distance under the dark night sky. In the past, he could just see the artificial lake from this angle and position, but now he could only vaguely see a depression.

    Chen Dong handed the paper to Xiang Que, and a sense of Van Gogh's temperament emerged spontaneously.

    Xiang Que glanced at the painting for a long time before he recognized what it was, so he asked a little bit confused and puzzled: "What kind of artistic conception is this? You painted a giraffe galloping on the grassland, it might be mine.  The literati atmosphere is not strong enough? I don¡¯t understand it.¡±

    Chen Dong's face turned red immediately, and he held back for a long time before he said: "This is a goose running wildly on the grass, and the moon above it, at this time the big goose spread its wings, as if it wanted to take off into the sky, the implication is  The meaning of Chang¡¯e Flying to the Moon, I plan to give this painting to Xiaozhuang, and compare her to Chang¡¯e, which symbolizes freedom, isn¡¯t it¡­ What kind of eyes do you have, can you see a goose as a giraffe?¡±

    At this time, Chen Dong was very broken. He felt that what Xiang Que said just now was an insult to an artist, and the personal attack was very obvious.

    Xiang Que pointed at the goose's neck with trembling fingers, and said, "I'm so stupid, whose neck can be more than two meters long, it's not Ben Yue, if the neck is longer, the goose will  I can take a bite of the moon in the sky as a mooncake¡±

    "There is no way to communicate with you. When I was studying abroad, I focused on painting and art. After returning to China, I originally planned to be an artist, but Chen Sanjin rejected me. I can only be a bastard.  The rich second generation of the day." Chen Dong sighed rather sadly, he was so lonely, he really had the feeling of Van Gogh's depression.

    Xiang Que patted him on the shoulder speechlessly and said: "Your father is right to do this, otherwise your paintings will make many people's eyes go crazy."

    Chen Dong shook his head and sighed: "A real artist can only be recognized by the general public after death. In life, we are just an inconspicuous drop of water in the ocean. It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have money, so I just paint for fun.  When I die in a hundred years, these paintings will be handed down to the world sooner or later, and time will prove that I am a rich second generation with a very artistic atmosphere."

    Xiang Que didn't have time to talk to an artist who smelled of copper. He stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the depression in the distance.

    At this time, it was already past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night on the branches of the moon.

    On the dry artificial lake, a strong, murderous aura suddenly rose, straight to the sky.

    In the sky, the moonlight seemed to suddenly gather towards the depression, and the little moonlight gathered into a line and fell to the ground.

    Seeing this, Xiang Que frowned tightly.

    "Isn't it a good sign, has it reached this point?"

    The next day, Xiang Que got up from the bed early in the morning, left the artist who was still pouting his butt, walked out of the hotel, and went straight to the artificial lake.

    For nearly a whole day, Xiang Que didn't go back to the hotel, and stayed in the depression all the time. No one could figure out what he was doing. Xiang Que was a bit like a idler walking around the artificial lake.  Circle, or stop in the middle of the depression.

    When it was getting dark, Xiang Que returned to the hotel.

    When he came back, his face was tired and his eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that he had not had a good day.

    Chen Dongjian walked over and said, "Brother-in-law, where have you been all day?"

    "Are you looking for me?"

    Chen Dong hummed shyly, nodded and said, "Brother-in-law, do you think Xiaozhuang and I are compatible?"

    "Then do you want to be Huang Taiji, or do you want to be Dorgon?" Xiang Que squinted his eyes and asked, "You really want to be green, right? This woman looks like a showman, flirtatious, is it suitable?"

    Chen Dong was stunned for a moment, then said, "Can you really see it?"

    "You should just be a rich second generation who can hide the rules, don't talk about feelings." Xiang Que patted him on the shoulder, and then greeted Wu Cheng who came from a distance.

    "Mr. Xiang, everything you want is ready, it's in the car outside"

    Xiang Que said: "Just put the things in the car and if you leave them for me, you don't have to worry about the rest. Starting tonight, no one is allowed within the surrounding area of ??the artificial lake.?People are approaching, and the construction site next to it is not working at night, and the production crew is all suspended. To put it simply, all the staff in the film and television city are on vacation these days. It would be best if they can all be kicked out.¡±

    Wu Cheng frowned and said: "This loss is a bit too big, if we stop for a day"

    Xiang Que interrupted him directly, and said, "Hey, do you think my family is short of this loss?"

    Wu Cheng was immediately held back by his words, and his perspective on the problem seemed to be a bit off: "Okay, I will do as you said."

    Xiang Que turned around and grabbed Chen Dong by the neck and said, "Come with me, you drive"

    "Oh brother-in-law, I have to go to the hospital to see Xiaozhuang," Chen Dong said unwillingly.

    "Look at the fart, just throw money at it, she can't just pose for you in a happy posture and let you destroy it willfully"

    "It's meaningless to spend money, it's too dirty"

    "The key point is that it is too difficult for a person like you to want to pick up girls without money. Let alone Xiaozhuang, even a small palace woman may not be able to like you"

    "I am an artist with temperament"

    "Bang Dang" Xiang Que walked to a Passat outside and closed the door.

    After Chen Dong sat in, he asked helplessly, "Where are you going?"

    "Northeast, the artificial lake I went to yesterday"

    Chen Dong shivered suddenly, and said, "That place is too evil, I'm afraid"

    "Remember, with this jade pendant around your neck, even if you are asked to walk around the underworld, you are fine, do you understand?"

    A few minutes later, Xiang Que and Chen Dong walked out of the Passatri, and moved all the things in the car outside.

    There was a bucket of black dog blood and boy urine, and Xiang Que soaked the three-foot red thread in dog blood and boy urine.

    The big colorful rooster was tied to the car by one leg.

    Chen Dong watched Xiang Que busy there nervously, and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you planning to open the altar?"

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