Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

"Indeed, you wouldn't dare do that in broad daylight!"

Qin Henian thought for a moment and then concluded.

"Since you are the owner of this courtyard, I wonder if I could continue to draw here? I really like this kind of ancient-style courtyard house. My wish is to draw all the ancient relics and artifacts. So, can you grant my request?"

Qin Henian stared intently at the person in front of him with a serious expression.

"Ahem... Of course, of course! As long as the money is right, even if the young boss wants to paint in the yard, he can!"

Her eyes were curved and captivating, staring at him intently. Her pupils were clean and beautiful, tinged with a light brown hue in the sunlight. Combined with her exquisite, flawless face and sculpted features, she simply looked at him. Black Bear was genuinely stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered without batting an eye and blurted out his innermost thoughts.

Money in place? Haha... Just as Xiaotiandao gave us, the other party is a "businessman" who wants to make money "anytime, anywhere".

"Then give me a price, I'll think about it! I won't buy it if it's too expensive!"

Upon hearing the word "quote," Black Bear's grin widened even further. He now felt that the person in front of him was not only an angel but also a god of wealth!

"It's not expensive at all. Since we've already made this small deal on our first meeting, I'll give you a discount. It's not 880 or 660, just round it up to 500!"

That's really dark!

If he remembers correctly, in the past, when he went to sketch, it would cost thirty to fifty yuan to talk to the owners of other traditional courtyard houses to view them! Even in Beijing, where there's such a large area, sometimes just looking at a courtyard house is free! Where would he get such an expensive price?!

Does this person really think they're a sucker?!

Just you wait! Crane Cub holds grudges! Sooner or later, Crane Cub will swindle all the money out of this Black Bear guy's pockets!!!

Despite his inner turmoil, Qin Henian could only smile and nod at the other person.

"Five hundred it is, swipe your card!"

Qin Henian quickly pulled out his wallet from his pocket, opened it, took out some money, and handed it to the "stingy, money-loving" chosen one opposite him...

"Thank you for your patronage, boss. I'll take you inside right away!"

"By the way, young master, the blind man offers many other special services~ He's available whenever you need him~"

Beep! Card swipe successful!

Black Bear kept talking as he quickly took the card from the person opposite him, then hurriedly took out his treasured POS machine and swiped the card successfully with a "beep".

"Hehe... No... No need!"

Qin Henian quickly waved his hand and said no to Hei Xiazi's offer! He had indeed accumulated a lot of money over the past two thousand years, but that didn't mean he was a sucker! He wasn't stupid!

"Alright then! Young boss~ Young boss, we've already made a small deal, and even a blind man like me doesn't know your surname."

What is your surname?

"My surname is Qin, and my given name is Henian."

After Qin Henian introduced himself, the other party nodded and replied with his own name. Then, he raised his handsome face, grinned, and walked to the entrance of the courtyard house.

boom! boom! boom!

"Dumb guy! Open the door!!"

Black Bear stood at his own front gate, raised his head, and roared inside.

As for why Hei Xiazi didn't open the door himself, he explained that he usually just climbs over the wall to get home and never carries a key with him! But this time was different; he was bringing a beautiful child home with him, and he couldn't very well just climb over the wall with her...

What if the other person thinks he's a pervert? Where would he put his old face then?!

boom! boom! boom!

Amidst the banging and shouting outside the gate, a head suddenly creaked open from inside. The person with the head had a fair complexion, dark hair, and deep, indifferent black eyes, half-hidden by their hair. But when they saw the person behind Black Bear, their eyes sharpened instinctively, a chilling aura emanating from them, as they stared intently at Qin Henian.

"Ahem... Hey Zhang the Mute, don't scare my little boss! If you do something drastic, the money I just earned in my blind man's bag won't be enough to cover your losses!"

Seeing the people inside the door blasting cold air outwards, Black Bear quickly spoke up, trying to smooth things over with a grin.

"Blind, him?"

Two words, deep and cold, were simply uttered by Zhang Qilin to Hei Xiazi.

"Hey painter, little boss~ You're here to get your picture painted! Don't scare anyone!"

Although Hei Xiazi had some doubts, he couldn't make a conclusion until he understood the situation. After all, he'd experienced this kind of pointless thing many times before, but he didn't know why he'd brought someone in today... Did being good-looking give him an advantage?

"Alright, alright, mute, move aside and let the young boss into our yard for a look!"

As he spoke, Hei Xiazi stepped forward and opened the gate to his courtyard. Qin Henian, however, stood at the gate of the courtyard, not following Hei Xiazi inside. Instead, he looked up and glanced around the courtyard, finally fixing his gaze on the person still wary of him at the gate.

"Little Heavenly Dao! Is this cold-blooded guy the one you said would enter the Meteorite?"

Qin Henian silently asked himself a question, feeling that this person had a faint air of a junior.

For ancient divine beasts like them, reproducing was already difficult. Many ancient divine beasts of their time reproduced by using their own blood essence. The person in front of Qin Henian had a familiar aura within him, the aura of an old friend. Although it was very faint, Qin Henian could still sense it.

"Are you a descendant of the mythical beast Qilin?"

Qin Henian stared intently at the person at the door, his words carrying an inexplicable sense of oppression. Though it was just a simple sentence, it made the blood of the person standing at the door begin to boil.

Zhang Qilin, who could directly sense this change, instantly became serious. He could sense that the person at the door was no match for him, but the other party did not give him a sense of spreading killing intent. Instead, there was a familiar sense of oppression.

"Who are you?"

As soon as Zhang Qilin finished speaking, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder. The hand tightened slightly and then loosened. Instantly, Zhang Qilin raised his hand and swept it down. Turning his head, he saw Hei Xiazi's big face, which had lost its smile.

"Hey, don't be like that, young boss~ A guest is a guest, why don't you come in and chat? Standing at the door is really inappropriate, it's an eyesore on the street~"

Tsk tsk... Listen to that! Affecting the street appearance?

Qin Henian knew it was impolite to talk while standing at the door. Having lived in this world for over two thousand years and experienced different identities, he believed that a painter should speak properly, be elegant, and maintain proper etiquette. Therefore, Qin Henian did not hesitate and stepped directly into the courtyard.