Chapter 144: Painting the Country
Lin Xue'er looked at the majestic and beautiful picture on the curtain infatuatedly, stunned, Lin Xiaoya suddenly ran behind her and gently patted her fragrant shoulder. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Uh......"
Lin Xue'er woke up suddenly, turned her head and saw that it was Lin Xiaoya, she stared at Lin Xiaoya resentfully, and complained in a low voice: "Xiaoya, Lin Yi is painting, don't mess around." β
"Sister Cher, I see. Don't worry, if you want to mess around, you have to wait for Lin Yi to finish painting without a brush. Hehe, I didn't expect Lin Yi to be able to make such a beautiful painting with sand, it's amazing. β
After saying the three words, Lin Xue'er immediately closed her small mouth and stared at Lin Yi's hands with big eyes without blinking.
Lin Yi's hands lightly hooked on the long pavilion a few times, and suddenly, two blurred figures appeared in the huge curtain.
"Huh, there are two people standing on top of the pavilion. I don't know who snorted softly.
In the blink of an eye, two blurred figures gradually became clear. It was a tall young scholar with a jade tree in the wind. Next to the scholar is a graceful and graceful girl.
From a distance, the scholar and the girl held hands, shoulder to shoulder, with a happy face, as if they were saying something happy.
Next, a frost flower overwhelmed the mountains, maple forests, buildings, and pavilions.
The girl's hand was raised, and she reached out to point to the frost white that covered the sky, and her cherry lips opened slightly.
At this time, a line of words slowly appeared on the curtain: "The ten-mile long pavilion is full of frost." Enter the subtitle website: heiyaΠge Β· watch the new chapter
"Babbling! Lin Yi's painting can actually move, it's amazing. β
"Lin Yi's paintings are not only moving, I also seem to see a girl who is captivating the country and the city, pointing out the country, lightly opening her lips, and exporting into a poem. β
At this moment, everyone in the pavilion on the second floor was stunned, how had they ever seen a moving painting, how had they ever seen such a beautiful picture with sound and emotion.
Even Lin Hua's eyes widened at this moment, staring closely at the outstanding beauty in the picture.
After a moment of commotion, the crowd fell silent again.
Lin Yi waved his wrist slightly, and the young scholar in the picture scroll was full of spirit, reaching out to take the girl into his arms, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.
At this time, a line of words appeared again in the picture scroll: "Every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year." β
This is obviously a picture of a pair of young lovers kissing me and me, but everyone in the room did not have the slightest disgust, and some people's eyes were in a trance, as if they recalled their childhood sweethearts in the past.
Lin Xue'er looked at the beautiful and lingering picture stupidly, her eyes were full of envy, she gently bit her ruddy cherry lips with her teeth, and said secretly in her heart: "It turns out that Lin Yi already has a lover, no wonder he treats any girl next to him equally." β
Lin Xun looked at the beautiful picture on the curtain in a daze.
At this moment, he was not only surprised by the wonderful picture scroll that Lin Yi painted with sand, but also shocked that Lin Yi was able to release his vitality and project a small picture onto six curtains through candlelight and glass.
Whether it is Lin Yi's skills or Lin Yi's ideas, they can no longer be described as whimsical.
"Lin Yi, this guy is simply a demon!" Lin Xun said secretly in his heart.
Lin Hua looked at the picture on the curtain, and sighed in his heart, he suddenly became very angry and annoyed.
Song Danshu stood beside Lin Hua, staring at the beautiful and lingering picture on the curtain, and the more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.
Lin Yi's cultivation speed can be called against the sky, I didn't expect him to paint so against the sky, a thief from the sky!
At this moment, even Lin Xiaoya, who is usually the most lively and jumpy, has become extremely quiet, she quietly looks at the majestic and beautiful picture, and looks at the warm and lingering teenagers and girls on the long pavilion.
She was suddenly very curious, obviously a few handfuls of sand and two candles, how did Lin Yi make such an image and such a vivid picture?
So, her eyes looked at Lin Yi's hands again.
This time, Lin Yi moved his hands in unison, and his left hand was lightly hooked, and there was a full moon in the distant sky in the picture, and under the moonlight, the frost white all over the sky was even colder.
On the long pavilion, the girl leaned lightly on the scholar's arms, stretched out her hand and pointed to the full moon in the sky, and a line of words appeared in the picture again: "Look at the moon shadow and protect each other." β
After the girl finished speaking, her eyes looked at the scholar affectionately.
The scholar blinked, and once again reached out to take the girl into his arms, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.
A line of words appeared again in the picture: "Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals." β
At this point, the picture enters a static state.
All the onlookers were stunned, where is this painting? Is this clearly telling a story?
A lingering and poignant love story, a majestic and beautiful thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and a story of wind and moon that has nothing to do with cultivation.
The four small love poems that lovers confide in each other are still on the picture scroll, and the backs of the young scholar and the glamorous girl have gone away.
The long pavilion stretches, the distant mountains are empty, the frost is white all over the field, and the moonlight is cold.
Obviously, the figure of the boy and girl has disappeared, but everyone is still immersed in that wonderful feeling.
"Hmph, what kind of great painting I think is, it turned out to be a story that is not enterprising, and is obsessed with the wind and moon under the moon before the flower. Lin Hua broke the tranquility in the pavilion, he smiled coldly at Lin Yi and said, "Lin Yi, you are really disappointing to me!"
It was only then that everyone came to their senses.
Some people looked ashamed and secretly complained that they were immersed in the story of Fengyue, which was too damned.
Some people were filled with righteous indignation, angrily reprimanding Lin Yi for harming them a lot, and actually confusing people's hearts with such an obscene picture.
However, Lin Yi didn't seem to hear the complaints and reprimands of the people around him, and his hands suddenly danced wildly.
The majestic mountains, the broad sea, and the maple forests in the picture were all wiped by him, the long pavilion collapsed, the pavilion was destroyed, the gravel was Leilei, and at a glance, it was full of devastation.
"Lin Yi, what are you going to do here?"
"Why did you ruin such a beautiful picture?"
"Stop Lin Yi!
Suddenly, everyone became angry and shouted to rush forward to stop Lin Yi.
But at this time, Lin Xue'er suddenly stopped in front of everyone, her pretty face was slightly cold, and her wonderful eyes were full of anger.
"Let Lin Yi finish painting. β
Lin Xue'er said softly.
The sound fell like a jade plate, and the crowd that had originally vented their anger suddenly quieted down.
All the disciples were like children who had done something wrong, and they didn't dare to look directly into Lin Xue'er's eyes.
Lin Xue'er didn't have time to look directly into other people's eyes, at this moment, her eyes looked at the fragmented and devastated picture on the curtain canvas.
Everyone calmed down their anger, and when they looked at the picture on the curtain again, they suddenly felt something different.