At this time, the nobles finally realized that they had lost their etiquette. With the help of the waiter, they slowly tidied up their appearance. Although everyone looked lukewarm, they still looked around and listened to all directions, and always paid attention to the movements of Chen Xiansong and others. As long as someone makes any special moves, they will definitely 'explode again'

Soxi first asked someone to clean up the venue, then walked to Chen Xiansong, half funny and half helplessly, "Child, you have caused me a lot of trouble. The whole banquet was ruined by you." His smile was a bit disrespectful: "In theory, I should scold you, but for the sake of old friend Udir, please do me a little favor."

Chen Xiansong was a little embarrassed and immediately said, "Okay, please tell me."

"I have a granddaughter, who is almost the age to get married." Speaking of this, his face was a little troubled: "You also know that the nobler the identity of a person, the more troublesome it is to marry a daughter, especially the problem of dowry. If you use money as a dowry, it will look too vulgar, which is somewhat inconsistent with the identity of our soul-thinking person. So I think... I hope you can help my granddaughter paint another portrait." He smiled: "A good picture is a rare work of art, comparable to more than ten thousand dowry. The most important thing is that it has a very elegant feeling and will not make people feel vulgar."

In this era, because creativity is limited, there are very few artists and fewer works of art can be used.

Many people have good painting skills, but no matter how good the painting skills are, no soul or emotion is in it, they can only be called painters and Chen Xiansong. His paintings have a kind of spiritual energy that few painters of this era, including the painters of this era, although they have not yet been fully formed, but they can already be seen, or in other words, feel that they can be seen.

Hearing that he was just going to draw, Xiansong nodded quickly to agree.

Seeing Chen Xiansong agreeing, Soxi smiled and felt a treacherous smell in her eyes. Udir shook his head repeatedly. His students were still too young and simply a painting was scattered. If it were him, he would have to get some cheaper. However, Soxi is his old friend. Udir felt it was difficult to wake up his students.

Udir smiled and moved his eyes aside, and then saw the little guy hiding behind Chen Xiansong and leaning his head out.

Froncis seemed a little afraid of the old man. When he saw Udil, he immediately retracted his head. After a while, he poked it out again. The old man liked children more. Udil looked at the little guy and thought she was pretty pretty, with big and bright eyes, as if she had some spiritual energy, and was somewhat fake with her beloved disciple...and so on!

Aura? Udir's heart jumped and he immediately walked to the little guy

The little guy was even more shocked and immediately turned to Chen Xiansong's front. She didn't understand why this old man who looked "furious" would stare at him, but looking at the other person's posture and temperament, the little guy also understood that the other person was a big shot.

Although the little guy obviously received a very good etiquette education, Chen Xiansong had wandered around the street with her not long ago. At that time, he saw something. Froncis should have rarely left the house. From her curiosity about the cliches and vendors, one or two can be seen: Normally, noble children around ten years old can generally swallow their stomachs at banquets, but Froncis acted a little afraid of strangers...

Seeing this, Chen Xiansong gently patted her head: "Don't be afraid, this is my teacher."

Francis finally felt relieved. She was still a little nervous, but she bowed to Udir Yingying with quite standardized feminine etiquette: "Francis is very happy to see you, the ninth generation heir of the Lunche family."

It is not surprising that there are many people, especially in the dark age. Etiquette represents identity and high elegance. Udir saw this and loved the little guy a little more. He smiled and squatted behind the back in front, carefully observing the beautiful eyes. Socie saw Udir like this and asked curiously: "Old friend, do you like this little guy very much? Huh!" While speaking, he also found that Frances seemed a little different, and hurriedly squatted in front of the little guy like Udir.

Because of the education relationship between class education since childhood, for Froccis, the soul-thinking figures are all the great figures. These two such "noble, big figures have been staring at each other. She became more and more nervous. Unconsciously, she lowered her head, closed her hands in front of her, and subconsciously turned around each other around with her index fingers.

After looking at each other for a while, the two old men turned their heads and collided with each other, and then nodded at the same time

Then Soxi stood up and ordered his servant: "Please bring the black wooden box in the study room."

Not long after, the servant brought what Soshi needed, opened the lid of the box, and he took out a piece of paper from it, with a blurred charcoal stroke on it. Chen Xiansong thought it should be a picture of a chicken pecking rice. Soshi took the drawing paper and spread it in front of the little guy, and asked kindly: "Child, your name is Fronciss, right? Can you tell me what is drawn in this painting?"

After a test like this, Chen Xiansong knew what this meant. The little guy had white and cute little teeth biting his pink lower lip. She didn't understand why this big man wanted to see a strange painting by himself, and she was even more afraid of saying the wrong thing and annoyed the big man in front of her. Then, she turned her attention to Chen Xiansong for help.

"Don't be afraid." Chen Xiansong continued to pat his little head: "You just need to say what you think of directly. Even if you say it wrong, it doesn't matter. No one will scold you."

The little guy seemed to have some courage. He held his little hand in his fist and stared at the painting in front. After watching for a long time, she hesitated and said: "A butterfly fell on the flower?"

The two old men's eyes lit up at the same time, and then took out a painting from the box. Chen Xiansong looked at it and was fighting with a man and a woman. The little guy stared for a while and said, "It seems that two dolphins are swimming."

The third picture, Chen Xiansong looked at it and was always two strange cats kneeling on a big tripod, but the little guy replied: "It seems like a little bald old man..."

Chen Xiansong felt that the child's thinking was indeed different from that of adults, but the two old men were very happy. Soxi stood up, happily and said repeatedly: "Very good, very good, great." He looked around, then waved to the fat man in the corner.

Almost all the nobles were paying attention to the situation here. Most people had heard of how the soul-thinker chooses a new soul-thinker, so they naturally knew what happened at this time. The fat man was no exception. When he saw Soxi summoning him, he was sweating and frightened, but he still walked over with his teeth.

Soxi stared at the fat man, and his happy expression gradually became colder: "I remember, your name should be...Victor, the name is a good name, but it doesn't match your image. I heard that you want to sacrifice this little guy alive because she was cursed by the demon. Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes, there is a painted black magic circle behind her. Ordinary people will even feel dizzy when they see it." Under Soxi's sight, the fat man felt extremely huge pressure and sweated constantly.

Soci asked, "Oh, how do you know?"

"Froncis's father was friends with me before. When she was born, I hugged her, so I knew it very clearly."

Soxi sneered: "Friend? This is how you treat your descendants? But I believe you, I think there may be something behind this child, but it's a different story to do it."

The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his head and tried to defend himself: "If you don't believe it, please take a look at her back."

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on the little guy. She shyly for a while before she said timidly: "Mom said that girls' bodies cannot be seen by others."

When everyone heard this, Chen Xiansong was quite interested in this. He took a step forward and said, "Your Excellency Soxi, Xiao Min is good at copying. How about asking her to take the little guy upstairs and copy the pattern behind her?"

Soci agreed

Chen Xiansong squatted in front of the little guy and said gently: "I'll take you upstairs later and let her see if the pattern behind you is OK?"

"Will Froncis be arrested? Will he offer sacrifices to God?" The little guy seemed a little scared

"No, I promise you I'm just curious about the pattern behind you." Chen Xiansong touched the little guy's head

Froncis thought for a while, and finally nodded: "If the big brother wants to see it, Xis is willing to show it to you."

Afterwards, the little guy was taken upstairs by Bai Min. Not long after, Bai Min took her down again. At the same time, Bai Min had a piece of paper in her hand. Bai Min first handed the paper to Chen Xiansong. In the eyes of biochemical people, the rest of the people were irrelevant, and only his master ranked first, so he completely ignored the world.

But Chen Xiansong didn't even read it. After getting it, he handed over the copied pattern to Soxi

This little move made Soxi very satisfied. He felt that Chen Xiansong respected him very much.

None of them noticed that there were several nobles in the crowd. After seeing this picture, their faces changed drastically and their eyes instantly became very crazy.

There is a black pure circle pattern on the paper, and in the big circle, there are more small circles, which are similar to the little finger, each with the same size, and the center of each circle is a white dot. These small circles are densely packed, layered, and very three-dimensional. At first glance, they look like a complex magic circle. Soxi looked at it for a while, but he felt dizzy and his face turned pale.

After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and handed over the pattern to Udir.

Half a minute later, Udir also had the same situation. The pattern was transferred to Chen Xiansong's hand. The latter looked at it for a long time, but the first two did not appear. Soxi recovered from the dizziness: "This thing is indeed a bit weird... Hey, child, are you okay? Have you seen something?"

"It's not so much a magic circle, but more like a family or race's armor." Although Chen Xiansong is still young, humans living in the 22nd century, in terms of erudition and insight, he is far superior to the two old families.

Sosi and Udir's curiosity surged, who asked quickly, "Have you seen similar patterns before?"
Chapter completed!