A large open space has already been cleared up in the center of the first floor, and an elaborate platform has been built, and an incense burner and water case have been placed on it.

Around the table, a circle of large blue and white porcelain jars is placed, each filled with different colors of paint.

The neatly arranged waiters slowly pushed out a wide screen and arranged it in a circle around the table, all of which were all snow-white, without a trace of superfluous ornamentation.

Lin Xianruo stood on the stage, his hands were raised lightly, and his wide sleeves shook out, like beautiful wings hanging down.

"It's beautiful. ”

Mo Ling looked at Lin Xianruo on the balcony from afar and expressed his heartfelt admiration.

Xiao Yu sat on the seat, and was also looking towards Lin Xianruo, this was the first time he had seen this Oiran's performance, and when he saw this formation in the field, he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"What is she going to do?"

The old beggar next to him snorted disdainfully, and said disdainfully: "You can't even see this?

"Drawing?"

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, and saw Lin Xianruo on the stage raise his bare hand and pose in a posture, his eyes lowered and the corners of his mouth smiled, with an extremely elegant appearance.

There is no need for anyone to report the curtain or to cheer from others, the performance of the drunken immortal Oiran has naturally begun.

With the melodious sound of various musical instruments in the corner, Lin Xianruo took advantage of the rhythm of the drum and began to dance with his graceful and delicate figure.

"Isn't this dancing?" Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Ling next to him.

Unexpectedly, the latter was already full of, staring blankly at Lin Xianruo's dancing on the field, drooling and smirking.

With Lin Xianruo's dancing, the pair of glazed wide sleeves also danced in the wind together.

When a heavy drum fell, I saw Lin Xianruo flick his arms, and a wide sleeve flew straight towards a porcelain jar!

The cuffs were stained with some paint from the porcelain jar, and she stared at each step, regained the strength of her hand, and pulled the wide sleeves back again.

She then twisted her delicate posture, looking back, the glass wide sleeves had already shed a bright color on a snow-white screen!

Accompanied by the rhythmic drum beats sounding one after another, Lin Xianruo stepped on a light step, and between the swaying of his body smartly, his wide sleeves were already flicking countless times between the porcelain jars and screens.

Up and down the entire intoxicating house, a cheer suddenly sounded, and every pair of eyes looking at Lin Xianruo were full of strong admiration.

"It is worthy of being the most outstanding Oiran in Nancheng, this is a place of dance and painting, who dares to compete with it?"

"Lin Huakui is so beautiful, not only is her dancing style excellent, but I heard that her painting skills are also first-class!"

"I heard Boss Wan say that this painting made by Lin Huakui will be auctioned off on the spot in a while!"

"I've got to buy it!

......

The surroundings were suddenly noisy, and all kinds of admiration about Lin Xianruo continued to sound, mixed with discussions.

Of course, these words also reached Xiao Yu's ears, and he glanced at Lin Xianruo, who was dancing and painting on the field, and raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Being able to become the Oiran of the Drunken Immortal Residence also has its own uniqueness. ”

With his eyesight, he could already see that the weight of the pair of wide sleeves was definitely not light, and Lin Xianruo looked soft and weak on the surface, but he could swing it freely, which was evident in his kung fu.

"Yes, it's so beautiful!" Mo Ling never left Lin Xianruo's eyes from the beginning, and said with a smirk on his face.

The old beggar listened to Xiao Yu and Mo Ling's sighs, and suddenly let out a chuckle.

"All the bells and whistles. ”

Listening to the old beggar's derogatory evaluation, Mo Ling suddenly turned his head with a look of indignation on his face.

He was about to argue with the old beggar for a few words, but the latter's eyes widened, and he was instantly relieved, and he did not dare to say a word.

Mo Ling had to snort softly, and turned back again, ignoring the old beggar.

"Paint well, why do you do all the bells and whistles?"

The old beggar's expression was quite disdainful, and he said lightly, "Painting is the most taboo and impetuous, and the feet should pay attention to a person who does not move like a mountain, jumps like a rabbit, what good things can be painted?"

Xiao Yu heard the old beggar say this, and then looked at Lin Xianruo, and felt that the latter had lost some of its charm.

"Do you know how to paint?" he asked curiously, at the old beggar.

"Since I know the formation, of course I am also proficient in ink and blue. The old beggar glanced at Xiao Yu and said disdainfully, "For me, it's just basic skills." ”

Xiao Yu frowned slightly and thought for a while, but he didn't come up with any connection between painting and formation.

Even if it is to arrange the formation, the step is to place the magic weapon, arrange the array, and draw two ghost drawing talismans on the rune paper, can it also be related to painting?

He shook his head helplessly, being an old beggar was nonsense.

Lin Xianruo danced smartly on the field, and in an instant, he had sprinkled different colors of paint on the surrounding screens.

Xiao Yu looked at the snow-white screen stained with a large number of colorful paints, looking left and right, but he couldn't see the slightest bit of fame.

However, the entire drunken residence was echoing with the admiration of a group of drinkers for Lin Xianruo, and they had already praised his dancing and painting skills.

This couldn't help but make Xiao Yu feel a little speechless.

I can't imagine that I am a layman, and I can't appreciate these noble arts at all......

After watching the performance on the field for a while, Xiao Yu slowly shook his head and looked away.

"What, can't stand it?"

The old beggar seemed to have been paying attention to his every move, and when he saw Xiao Yu retracting his gaze, he immediately smiled softly and asked lightly.

"I don't understand. Xiao Yu replied truthfully, and there was no trace of embarrassment in his expression.

The old beggar glanced at his clear eyes, nodded and said: "It's just some crude skills, it's difficult to get into the elegant hall, you can't understand it, but you still see good things, save a delicate heart from being polluted, and go on a crooked path in painting in the future." ”

Xiao Yu heard the old beggar say this, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

What do you mean?

Why did he embark on the path of painting in the future?

"I don't want to paint. He pursed the corners of his lips, "With that time, I might as well cultivate more." ”

The old beggar on the other side smiled, but just glanced at Xiao Yu deeply and did not speak.

Xiao Yu was a little creepy when he was looked at by the old beggar's strange eyes, when he heard a voice from not far away.

"A lowly beggar, dare to make a big deal here?

I saw a young man dressed in luxury walking slowly, followed by two domestic servants.

Xiao Yu glanced at the corner of his eyes, and he already recognized that the person was the young boy who had mocked him in front of the door of the drunken house before.

I saw this young man walking slowly, coming to a place a few steps away from Xiao Yu, and slowly stopped.

"Stinks to death, stinks to death!" he covered his mouth and nose, his brows furrowed, "How can the drunken people let a beggar in, are those dog minions blind?"

The slave behind him hurriedly followed the example of his master, and covered his mouth and nose after following his example: "Stinky to death!"

Xiao Yu glanced at the old beggar, the old beggar smiled, raised his body and let out a sullen fart.

That young man is not good, Ben

I wanted to say something more, but suddenly saw the old beggar begging such a vulgar behavior, and immediately exclaimed, and the whole person jumped back two steps again!

This exclamation was a little louder, attracting the attention of many drinkers around him, and they all cast reproachful glances.

They were admiring Lin Huakui's wonderful figure, but they couldn't tolerate the slightest disturbance from others.

Being stared at by so many eyes, the young man couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and then scolded the old beggar in shame: "Old thing, Lao Tzu doesn't care how you get in, but when you come in, take care of your mouth!"

"What do you mean?" the old beggar raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently.

The young man snorted coldly and straightened his clothes: "Lin Huakui is excellent in both dancing and painting! A beggar begging for food on the street dares to speak out against others?"

His eyes widened, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You have a bullshit qualification!"

After saying this, Xiao Yu on the side actually laughed directly.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back all of a sudden. ”

He waved his hand at the old beggar, who gave him an embarrassed smile from his disapprehensive gaze.

But he was right. ”

Indeed, what qualifications does a beggar have to judge the skills of the top Oiran in Nancheng?

"You stinky boy, come and dismantle me when you have the opportunity!" The old beggar glared at Xiao Yu and said disdainfully, "The old man knows that you want to force me to show my hands, hey!

Xiao Yu, who was debunked, shrugged his shoulders, his face full of indifference.

"Hey, you two, didn't you hear what Ben Gongzi said?"

When the young man saw Xiao Yu talking to the old beggar as if no one was around, he didn't seem to take him seriously at all, and he was immediately annoyed.

"Either shut up and watch here obediently, or get out right now!" he scolded disdainfully, "a few shitty things, what kind of noble people dare to be here?"

The old beggar sneered disdainfully, and glanced at the young man with slanted eyes: "I'm vulgar, I'm a vulgar person, I admit it!

He squeezed his eyebrows at Xiao Yu opposite, wanting to pull Xiao Yu into the water.

Xiao Yu didn't cooperate with him at all, smiled slightly, and said slowly: "I'm not." ”

provoked the old beggar to look at him quite dissatisfied.

"It's good to know that you're rude!" the young man snorted heavily, shook his robe, and said in a good manner, "Close your beaks, don't disturb the Yaxing of this son!"

He turned around, glanced at Xiao Yu, and the corners of his mouth curled up with disdain: "I don't know where the garbage came from!"

Xiao Yu was silent, his face as calm as water.

The young man turned around and was about to leave with his entourage, when he saw an additional "roadblock" in front of him.

A monster beast that looked like a cat that was more than half a meter old was standing in front of them, yawning lazily.

There was also a petite and cute snow-white beast squatting on the head of the demon beast, with two small paws stuck on its waist.

"Whose demon beast!" the young man's eyes widened, and he said in amazement, "When will the drunken human habitat still allow demon beasts to come in?"

He wanted to scold a few more words, but he saw the cute snow-white beast's little paw pointing at him, and a fierce expression appeared on his face.

"Cheap!"

The young man was stunned.

Suddenly, only two thoughts came to his mind.

First, I was surprised that this snow-white little beast actually spat out words, which was simply incredible!

The second is to ridicule this snow-white beast that his IQ is not high at all, and he dares to insult him in front of him?

Then, his eyes went dark.

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