When she didn't know how many times she looked, Maomao suddenly said, "Sister, if you look again, I will dig your eyes."

She said it very lightly, and her tone didn't look like someone who could "dig the eyes". The woman looked at the cat in surprise and smiled, "It's so scary, I won't look at it."

As they were talking, they walked past a small door. The courtyard was large and there was a lotus pond in the middle and a pavilion was built on it.

At this time, there were many people in the pavilion, both men and women, all of whom were looking at one direction intently.

A long table with pear blossoms and trees was covered with long rice paper, while Song Sifan was painting.

Maomao also took a look and saw that he was painting this garden, with delicate brushwork and suitable for both thickness and light. Although it was an ink painting, it fully expressed the vitality of early summer.

The people next to him were also very focused on seeing, especially women. They looked at the paintings and Song Sifan at the same time. They were quite determined to break them apart. The look... looked like admiration, and also like admiration. I think it was a fan girl.

The cat just looked at it and his eyes turned in the lotus pond. There were no flowers now, but the lotus leaves were green. There were many precious goldfish under the water, swimming around leisurely.

She glanced at the table next to her, where some snacks and snacks were placed. She broke some snacks and threw them into the water.

Soon, the leisurely goldfish gathered over and snatched the desserts on the water.

Mu Jin stood beside her and looked down at her, "Song Sifan is painting for you, don't you take a look?"

"I took a look," said Maomao, but she quickly said again: "What does it have to do with his paintings? Why did he draw for me?"

"If you don't come, he won't draw." Mu Jin's voice was quiet and confident.

Maomao looked at Mu Jin, "Is that true? But I don't like painting."

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled because he knew.

It may be a bit difficult to say what this cat likes, but there are fewer things she doesn't like.

She doesn't like everything about writing and painting.

When he first met her, he taught her to write and draw in order to relieve her boredom. She barely learned how to write, but she didn't care. She went to play after writing for a while, let alone paint.

She really doesn't like these two things, and even now, she can't write well.

Therefore, no matter how good Song Sifan painted, he could not appreciate the cat.

At this time, some people around him made a marvelous breath, as if Song Sifan had finished his strokes.

"It's really worth it to see the sect leader paint himself today."

"This painting looks more pleasing than this real garden. Even if I practice it for another eight hundred years, I will not be able to reach the level of the sect leader."

"Sector Master, can you give this painting to our gallery?"

Song Sifan just took a quick look at their praises and turned his eyes to the cat.

At the same time, he also saw Mu Jin.

He just thought that Maomao wanted to come alone, but he didn't expect Mu Jin to come too. Mu Jin used to be the most disdainful of entering his territory, but now... it's abnormal.

Song Sifan didn't like this change at all, because he didn't welcome Mu Jin, especially when he saw him and Mao Mao inseparable.

"Stop talking about painting, there are distinguished guests," said Song Sifan.

They were all so fascinated just now. When Song Sifan reminded him, they turned around and saw Mu Jin and Mao Mao leaning on the railing. Mu Jin was like a cool breeze, attracting people's attention. The Mao Mao crushed the snacks and threw them into the water, looking bored.

"Isn't this the second master and Maomao? What kind of wind is this today? It actually blows the two masters of Fengmen and Yaomen." A woman said in surprise.

The cat turned around and looked directly at Song Sifan, "What do you want to give me?"

Song Sifan smiled, "Don't hurry to get things. Piaomen is in the Art Garden Gathering today. Since you are here, just sit for a while."

Maomao looked at the people here and was dressed very well. It turned out that they were all from the swing door.

These people are just people from the glittering door here. If they want to leave here, they are big names with their own identities and status, and each has a very famous name.

Calligraphers, painters, artists, this is common.

People in the floating door, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and cheating, must be proficient.

People like this are all artists, but thieves like the Eagle Eagle Eagle Eagle are cheating and are not a good place.

Among the eight gates, the most diverse is the Piaomen, because the Piaomen has thieves like the Eagle Eagle Eagle Eagle, and there are also endless clubs and entertainment industries.

Extraordinary Entertainment is the cleanest, and there are many clubs, just like the masked clubs in Y countries that Cats have been to, and even more shameful underground clubs.

This is the atmosphere of the piaomen. Everyone is a social expert, so the cat said it was about to dig out others' eyes, but they were not in a hurry.

When they saw Mu Jin, who was mortal enemy of their sect leader, they were also kind-hearted. No matter how clear they were in their hearts, they would not show their face.

Interestingly, even if Mu Jin and Song Sifan have not celebrated the festival, the other seven gates do not like to deal with Piaomen.
Chapter completed!