"Young Lady, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Bai Muyun seemed a bit off, Du Linhui looked at her with some confusion, then slightly sensed the temperature around them, worried that she might be cold.
However, Bai Muyun completely ignored Du Linhui's concern; her eyes were fixed intently on Du Linhui at this moment.
"Where did that Young Master He go? Where is he headed? Do you know?"
Bai Muyun was anxious.
With his ability to make the Hall of Hundred Flowers bloom directly and imbue it with such rich Spiritual Qi, he must be a genuine member of the orthodox Dao sect; there could be no mistake.
If that was the case, then no matter what, she had to seek out this Daoist!
But Du Linhui shook his head upon hearing her words, "How could I know? I only met Young Master He by chance."
"When Young Master He left today, he didn't say where he was going, so it's even more impossible to know his destination."
Du Linhui's words instantly calmed Bai Muyun, whose face had been flushed with excitement.
"You said you don't know where he went?"
Bai Muyun stared at Du Linhui, her eyes filled with suspicion.
Du Linhui, however, didn't bother with her suspicions; he merely nodded, "If I knew, why would I hide it from you, Young Lady?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Muyun's body suddenly went limp.
She had Cultivated for so many years and finally encountered such a person from the Dao sect. Perhaps with a few pointers from him, she would have hope of attaining the Dao in the future.
She never expected that she would miss such an Opportunity.
He had waited for her for several days, and she hadn't even known to appear!
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became.
Du Linhui saw that Bai Muyun's expression was off and couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Young Lady, are you alright?"
Bai Muyun shook her head, stood up, and walked away in a daze.
She had considered trying to find He Xiuyuan by choosing a direction, hoping to locate him.
But for such a person from the Dao sect, finding them after missing them would undoubtedly be incredibly difficult.
After much thought, she gave up on this unrealistic idea.
Only after she was far away from Bibo Prefecture did Bai Muyun finally raise her head and let out a soft sigh.
.......
"What a strange person."
Du Linhui watched Bai Muyun's retreating figure, feeling a bit strange after she had left.
But it didn't concern him much. After tidying up his things, Du Linhui went back to his room to sleep.
The next day, Du Linhui and Wu Fangyu, along with a few others, embarked on their journey back.
After spending about ten days, the group returned to Lin'an Prefecture.
This trip had been quite long, and more importantly, it had cost a lot of silver.
Du Linhui usually made a living by selling paintings.
After resting for a few days at home, he took the paintings he had completed during his trip and set up a stall on the street.
Du Linhui's paintings were somewhat well-known in Lin'an Prefecture, and soon after he set up his stall, people came forward to admire them.
Looking at these paintings, familiar customers nodded repeatedly in appreciation.
"Brother Du, your painting skills have clearly improved significantly after this trip!"
"Not at all, not at all, Brother Liu, you flatter me!"
Hearing the praise for his painting skills, Du Linhui's face immediately lit up with joy. He then rummaged through his belongings and took out the painting he had done of the Hall of Hundred Flowers, placing it in the most prominent position.
"This time, when I went to the Hall of Hundred Flowers in Bibo Prefecture, I was fortunate enough to witness the beautiful sight of all the flowers blooming, so I painted it. If any of you like it, you can buy it and admire it at your leisure."
These few paintings of the Hall of Hundred Flowers were his proudest works.
If anyone wanted to buy them, the price would have to be higher.
The regular customers around them all laughed upon hearing this, then focused intently on the paintings before them.
"Excellent, excellent! I've long heard of the reputation of the Hall of Hundred Flowers. From your painting, one can truly see how beautiful it is when all the flowers bloom!"
"This painting is truly excellent; it can be called a masterpiece!"
"The delicate and vibrant feel of the stamens when the flowers bloom, you've captured it all. This kind of charm is truly remarkable."
Everyone stared at the paintings, praising them more and more as they looked.
At this moment, they were already calculating in their minds how much silver would be appropriate for the painting.
Judging by the painting, it would probably cost more than ten taels of silver to buy it.
Du Linhui's face showed even greater joy as he listened to everyone's praise.
But just as he was calculating how much silver would be appropriate, the faces of these familiar customers suddenly stiffened, and their smiles faded.
"Brother Du, this painting of yours wasn't done in the Hall of Hundred Flowers, was it?"
A man in a white shirt nearby stared at the painting for a moment, then asked.
At this moment, his face held a hint of suspicion.
The others also nodded, looking suspicious.
Du Linhui was stunned upon hearing this. "Gentlemen, why do you say that?"
He was confused. This was indeed a painting of flowers he saw in the Hall of Hundred Flowers and painted on the spot. Was there something wrong with it?
"Brother Du, just think about it, what month was it when you went? How could your Hall of Hundred Flowers painting include autumn chrysanthemums, summer chrysanthemums, and peonies?"
"Brother Du, although the Hall of Hundred Flowers in Bibo Prefecture is called the Hall of Hundred Flowers, it doesn't actually have the grand sight of all flowers blooming at once."
Everyone shook their heads repeatedly at this point. "If this were truly a painting of the Hall of Hundred Flowers, then it would be worth buying. But this painting is clearly not, so there's no need to buy it."
After saying this, the few people all sighed in unison.
They hadn't been to the Hall of Hundred Flowers and hadn't seen the sight of all the flowers blooming. If there was such a painting that recorded the scenery at that time, it would naturally be very valuable.
But now, this painting was fake, so what was the point of buying it?
After they finished speaking, the few people shook their heads in unison and left.
Du Linhui, however, was stunned upon hearing this. When he painted, he only painted the flowers that were blooming. How could there be autumn chrysanthemums, peonies, and other such flowers?
Thinking of this, he stared at the painting in front of him again and again. Indeed, the painting had these flowers that shouldn't have been blooming at that time.
"Could it be that I was too sleepy at the time and painted inaccurately?"
Seeing this, Du Linhui was also stunned.
However, he thought about it and felt something was wrong. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly rummaged through a nearby sketchbook.
A moment later, an autumn chrysanthemum pressed into a specimen came into view.
He had thought the flower was too beautiful at the time, so he picked one to keep as a souvenir.
With this flower, it was enough to prove that he hadn't seen things wrong or painted incorrectly at the time.
Since he hadn't seen it wrong, then the Hall of Hundred Flowers at that time truly had all the flowers blooming.
But why would there be such a scene of all flowers blooming?
Du Linhui thought about it, and suddenly He Xiuyuan's figure entered his mind.
"That Young Master He... Hiss...!"
