After hearing the villagers' words, Wang Qiang and his party finally heard the sound of pipa coming from the front of the street from the bustling night market. So the group happily went there.

Compared to the beauty who has not yet appeared, Wang Qiang is obviously attracted by this fairyland town selling various snacks, female red souvenirs and toys along the street. How does such a space maintain such an ecological circle?

Wang Qiang couldn't help asking: "Does these 'people' have a lifespan? Or is it the same as the NPC in the game, which is an eternal lifespan?"

Su Su smiled faintly: "Brother Qiang has been playing for so long but hasn't understood it yet? I told the prehistoric Brother Qiang that during the archives of Brother Qiang in the hospital, time may mean infinite length for the prehistoric Brother Qiang. That is to say, for the concept of 'present', the 'past' is eternal, so these people who exist at the time node of 'past' are what Brother Qiang calls NPC, and they do have unlimited lifespan..."

Wang Qiang was confused and still didn't understand! But as long as you know they were NPCs.

At this moment, a bright lantern painting stall on the street attracted everyone's attention, and many pictures of beautiful women were hung on the painting stall.

Yang Guang immediately stepped forward and looked at it, his eyes lit up: "Picture of a lady in Zhaojun!?"

The stall owner looked thin, and his pair of beards looked even more vulgar, which was incompatible with the simple and upright image of the villagers on the street. His eyes lit up and he said with great enthusiasm: "Your Majesty? What do you think of this painting?"

Yang Guang praised: "Okay!"

Wang Qiang suddenly felt something was wrong and whispered: "When Yang Guang asked the villagers for directions just now, the villagers were not so respectful and polite. People all over the street didn't take him seriously when they saw his yellow robe, but this stall owner?"

Su Su was also interested immediately, so she stepped forward and asked, "Did you draw this painting? What's your name?"

The stall owner was shocked when he saw Su Su, and he couldn't help but tremble with his mouth: "It's what I'm painting below, Mao Yanshou, this girl looks like a god, and she is not inferior to Wang Qian. I wonder if she is?"

I'll go! Everyone was in an uproar, and Su Su was even more shocked and smiled strangely: "Have you actually met a painter who was killed by Emperor Yuan here?"

Wang Qiang was even more amused and crying. He really met Mao Yanshou! Is it true that my brother's attributes met such a person?

Mao Yanshou was so worried that he said, "I am ashamed of myself, but after all, it was because of the fact that Wang Qian was infamous for all ages, so I came to Zhaojun's hometown to paint and apologize, and at the same time showed me my true painter. Later generations only knew that I was a greedy villain, but I did not know that as a painter in the Han Dynasty, I did not have a false reputation."

Su Su smiled and said, "So, I am Su Daji. Later generations only know that I am harming the country and the people, but I really don't know that I... Uh--"

Yang Guang immediately retorted: "Su Aiqing, future generations admit that you are beautiful! If you are not beautiful, you still want to harm the country? It is impossible!"

Mao Yanshou was trembling all over excitedly: "It turns out that it is - I wonder if Empress Su has time? I am willing to draw a portrait for Empress!"

Wang Qiang was speechless. When he saw the emperor, he called his Majesty. When he saw him... he called the Empress. This guy really had no moral integrity! But this obviously triggered the plot. He was not a local, could he take it away?

Su Su said: "We are in a hurry to see Wang Zhaojun. How long do you need to draw?"

Mao Yanshou suddenly stood up and his eyes looked like a torch: "Empress, Mao Yanshou has promised to vow with the two thousand-year-old painter, and will never delay the empress at all. The empress just walk in front, and Mao Yanshou will paint behind!"

Su Su said in surprise: "Why are you painting the back?"

Mao Yanshou said in a deep voice: "No, it's the fairy in the painting! Once it is completed, the fairy in the painting will turn around!"

Everyone was in an uproar: "Is there such a magical one?"

Mao Yanshou gritted his teeth and said, "You can't draw such a magical way when you meet an ordinary beauties, but you can do it at the level of the empress! Please help me!"

After saying that, he knelt down and kowtowed!

Liu Zongyuan Daqi: "I'm afraid that the Tang Dynasty painting saint Wu Daozi is not so amazing, so let's try it?"

Yang Guang was very happy: "Okay! I want to see if you have gained fame!"

Su Su smiled and said, "Okay! Then I'll try to walk slowly."

Mao Yanshou was ecstatic: "Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie, fulfilled it!"
Chapter completed!