"Why? You can see it, why can't I see it? You tell me where it is, no matter how much money it is, no matter how far away, I have to go over and see it!" Song Huxiao was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

In the early years, Song Huxiao worshiped under the painting dragon country, and since then he has been obsessed with painting dragons, the children of the Song family, who are powerful in China, never fight crickets and walk birds on the street to flirt with Liangjia women's bars and encounter racing cars and dogs, and have been nesting at home to draw dragons, and a painting is more than ten years.

The people of Beijing called Song Huxiao a young man who painted dragons.

This is not a derogatory meaning, it is not a mockery that Song Huxiao's brain was caught by the door.

Song Huxiao's studious and intelligent skills are well known in the first-line circles of Beijing and Tianjin.

In fact, this can be known from his master's point of view, isn't painting dragons in his early years, and painting dragons is not famous for a peak dragon painting?

So, if you are good at drawing, you can become a national warrior?

What is a Guoshi?

A national soldier is the best person in a country.

Draw the dragon country. It was a title personally awarded by the great grandfather back then, which was the highest honor.

Even if there is no substantive official rank, no one dares to be disrespectful or disrespectful when walking outside.

Painting the dragon once said. The wisdom of his life comes from painting dragons, and the process of painting dragons is the process of simultaneous sublimation of mood and wisdom.

Just because of the phrase "Painting the Dragon Countryman". Let the people of Beijing and Tianjin know the young man Song Huxiao of the Song family, and he is also known as the "Dragon Painting Boy".

There is a saying in the Peking Opera industry that if you don't go crazy, you can't live.

Song Huxiao is obviously crazy about painting dragons, but whether it is good or bad, only time can judge.

"It's in a very distant place, so far away that you can't see how much money you spend and how much time you spend. Ye Xiaobai said with a smile, "When your gray hair is gray, you will understand what I said." ”

"I still don't get it. Song Huxiao said.

"Actually, you don't have to draw dragons, painting dragons to cultivate great wisdom, but it doesn't mean that only painting dragons can cultivate great wisdom. Ye Xiaobai is good at persuasion, he is willing to help everyone who has ideals and pursuits, provided that this person is not hostile to him.

Song Huxiao is already obsessed with the path of 'pursuit', such a person is harmless, unless you get in his way, at that time he will do whatever it takes to find you desperately.

"What do you draw then?" Song Hu was puzzled.

"You can paint anything, but only if you've seen it, such as flowers and trees, on land, in water, and animals, crawling on the ground, flying in the sky, as long as you've seen it, you can do it. ”

"Cousin, is there anything else?"

"Take Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum as an example, why is it called the four gentlemen? plum blossom is proud, orchid is secluded, green bamboo is Yu, chrysanthemum is Yi, this is their respective core quality, you look simple, few numbers, but the predecessors have observed decades or even generations of predecessors painstakingly summed up. Every kind of living being, has its own unique growth process, you can experience the growth process of flowers and trees at the same time you paint flowers and trees, you draw their souls, it means that you really understand the evolution of their mentality in the process of growth. This will be the nourishment of your wisdom. ”

"I don't like to draw plants, can I draw animals?

"Yes, you see, there are tigers that are pure wild in the forest, some live in semi-wild safari parks, and some are kept in cages by circus gangs, and the living environment is different, the tiger's demeanor is different, and the demeanor means the inner activities of living beings, no matter what you draw, as long as you can draw the soul of a certain kind of creature in different environments, you are no worse than your teacher painting the dragon country. ”

"I should have understood. Song Huxiao bowed his head slightly, his face was contemplative, and he suddenly asked again, "But, I still don't understand, according to what you say, my teacher has never painted dragons, so why can he cultivate great wisdom by drawing dragons, but I can't? I have to draw creatures that I can see?"

"Because ......"

Ye Xiaobai turned around. It seems that he has long known that there are people outside, and he saw an old man with a cane and a waist standing outside the courtyard gate, the old man is very old, and the old lady of the Song family is a figure of the same era.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Song Huxiao followed Ye Xiaobai's gaze. Only then did he find that someone was coming, so he hurriedly ran up to help the old man.

The old man is the painter of the dragon, surnamed Situ, the name of the dragon, and the name is taken by himself.

"Tiger roars. I don't need to help, my bones are a little old, but I still have no problem moving. Situ Hualong smiled and waved his hand, and walked slowly in front of Ye Xiaobai. "Tiger Roar, is this your cousin?"

"Yes, teacher, he is the son of Aunt Yingyue. Song Huxiao replied.

"It turned out to be Yingyue's child. Situ Hualong looked at Ye Xiaobai with a charitable face. smiled, "Tiger Roar, you should kowtow to your cousin." ”

"Teacher?" Song Hu was stunned.

"Listen to the teacher. Situ painted his head sideways, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked the top of Song Huxiao's head. The eyes are full of soft pampering.

"Good. Song Huxiao nodded, and then knelt down at Ye Xiaobai, kowtowing three times in a row, "Thank you cousin for your teachings!"

Ye Xiaobai did not stop it. He can afford to bow down to what he said just now.

"Get up. Ye Xiaobai waved a soft energy and held Song Huxiao up.

"This little friend, I don't know if I can talk about it alone?" Situ Hualong said sincerely.

"Yes. Ye Xiaobai nodded.

"Teacher, here. Song Huxiao led the way. I found a small hall nearby, and usually their juniors came to visit Song Jia, and this became a place for them to chat.

After leading the two into the small hall, Song Huxiao retreated and closed the door with his hand.

The door was closed. With a pop, Situ Hualong threw away his crutches and knelt down in front of Ye Xiaobai.

"Immortal, save me, please save me!" Situ Hualong pleaded, and his eyes full of wisdom actually shed tears.

"Have you seen me?" Ye Xiaobai frowned slightly.

"Yes, I have seen. Situ Hualong said, "In my previous life, after I died. When I crossed the Nanai Bridge to drink Meng Po soup, you and the Meng Po at the head of the bridge suddenly had a big fight, and the bowl in my hand was broken......"

"Are you the guy who was lucky enough to be reincarnated without drinking Meng Po soup?" Ye Xiaobai was a little surprised, what happened back then was like this, Meng Po confessed to him. He didn't comply, and as a result, the stinky woman with an explosive temper came hard to him......

"It's me, Shangxian, it's me!"

"I remember that in your previous life, you did all kinds of evil in burning, killing, looting, and plundering. There are even a dozen or so women who have died tragically because you can't think of it, right? It took hundreds of years to atone for their sins in hell before they were reincarnated as a human being?"

"It's ...... me"

"Get up and speak, the past life is the past life, since you have atoned for your sins, and now you have been reincarnated as a good person. I'm not going to embarrass you. ”

"Immortals, I—I really don't want to...... Please, I beg you to help me erase the memories of my past life, I am so miserable, in the hundred years of hell, the sins in the book of rewards and punishments have been atoned for, but my heart has always been uneasy! Since the day I was born, the memories of my past life have always lingered in my mind like a nightmare, as the immortal said, the past life is the past life, this life is this life, the sins of the past life have been atoned for, why do I suffer such torture in this life?"

"One bowl of Meng Po soup per person. It's broken, and it's gone. I broke your bowl, and I will erase the memories of your past life for you. ”

"Thank you, thank you!"

Situ painted a dragon and kowtowed repeatedly.

Ye Xiaobai pinched the trick with both hands, and a faint fluorescence appeared in his palm, which wiped it from the top of Situ Hualong's head.

With his current cultivation, he can't erase the memories of others. But the retention of the memories of the previous life is a reincarnation bug, which is under the jurisdiction of the underworld, not within the rules of the mortal realm, and he can easily erase it.

Situ painted the great wisdom of his life, from the memory of his two lives, he was completely bad bastard, and he also suffered from the calcination of nine days of thunder and fire in hell, and sincerely spent a hundred years repenting, the reason why he painted the dragon is because he has seen the dragon.

He painted dragons, he didn't paint dragons, he painted his experiences as human beings in two lifetimes......

In the eyes of outsiders, how brilliant and dazzling this dragon painter is, in fact, what he has endured is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Who are you?" Situ Hualong's eyes showed confusion, and then, it gradually became clear, "Oh, you are Tiger Roar's cousin, I remember that you helped me, and in my impression, you have the grace to recreate me." ”

Situ Hualong kowtowed deeply again.

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