In an old house, a young man looked at the ancient books in his hand by candlelight, the ancient books were very torn, the paper was yellowed, the edges seemed to have been gnawed by rats, and some of the fonts had been spent and could not be recognized.

The young man's hand turned gently, his movements were very elegant, as if he was born noble, but he was just wearing ordinary cloth clothes, young and young, touched the bridge of his nose, although he was still young, but his facial features were very exquisite, like jade carvings.

"Zhongzhou, the Eastern Wilderness, the Southern Yi, the Northern Underworld, the Western Regions, the Middle East Wilderness has eighteen continents, each of which is vast and boundless, and the Haichuan Empire is just one of the countries in the chaotic land in the Mochizuki Continent, the Haichuan Empire has one hundred and eight cities, each city has a township, and the peach blossom town where I am located is a town in the Five Elements City, and the person who can write this book must be a great power, and I think it is impossible to write such a detailed regional book without the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth. Jiang Dongyu said to himself, he wanted to travel all over the world, and even get out of the Eastern Wilderness, but he couldn't even get out of Peach Blossom Town.

Jiang Dongyu's seat was not a stool and chair, but a wheelchair, which his old servant Uncle De had asked the only mecha master in the town to build for him, and since Jiang Dongyu could remember, he had no sensation in his lower limbs, and at the same time, his left hand was also unable to move.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Dongyu is undoubtedly a wasted person, in the Haichuan Empire, which advocates force, no matter how good Jiang Dongyu's appearance is, so what, he is just a negative example of motivating children to practice martial arts in the mouths of adults in the town.

Jiang Dongyu only has one hand to move, eighteen years, he has never stood up, usually the only pleasure is to read and paint, occasionally in the school to watch classmates practice martial arts, the envy in the heart can only be hidden in the heart, otherwise it will only make them look down on them even more.

In Jiang Dongyu's room, there are paintings all over it, which is also where he is rarely superior to others, he can paint, he is born to be, the gentleman in the town once said that Jiang Dongyu has a talent for painting, and he will be able to become a master of calligraphy and painting in the future, and even enter the palace to become a court painter, but so what?

"Calligraphy and painting, court painters, under one person, above ten thousand? Jiang Dongyu looked at the picture scrolls on the wall, laughed like crazy, tears fell to the ground, he couldn't practice martial arts, this was very cruel, he was crippled, this was even more cruel, since he was a child, no one had beaten him, no one had scolded him, but did anyone bully him?

"He's like this, why are you like him, let's go hunting. ”

"That is, if you beat him, the whole town will say that you are pitiful. ”

Jiang Dongyu thought of this, Junxiu's face began to distort, he didn't do anything, he couldn't do anything, he was just a weak person, the weak always made people sympathize, but he was a charming weakling, he was proficient in calligraphy and painting, familiar with geography, he was the person with the best grades in the school, and he was good-looking, better looking than everyone in Peach Blossom Town, he didn't practice martial arts, so his skin was white and tender, he was a beautiful man, yes, but you can also say that he was a little white face, at least everyone else said so, Jiang Dongyu was very popular with girls in the school, because he knew a lot, although he couldn't take a step, but he read thousands of books, his eyes were broad, and he was well-informed。

According to Uncle Jiang, the Jiang family used to be a big family, but it was only later that something happened and they came to this Peach Blossom Town for refuge, so Jiang Dongyu was still proud in his bones, even if he was disabled, but as time went by, he became more and more desperate, and he couldn't be proud, he was eighteen years old, and there were two years left, he was twenty years old, his classmates were already a real martial artist, and after two years, he would have the opportunity to enter the Shuiyang Academy of the Five Elements City by taking the town exam, even if he fell off the list, he could join the army, but what about himAfter the age of twenty, he will lose the opportunity to take the town examination, and he will never be able to enter the academy, which means that his life is over! In the remote countryside, he will never be able to go out, just like he has spent the past eighteen years, until the end of his life, and die quietly.

"Calligraphy and painting everyone, bullshit. "Jiang Dongyu said foul words for the first time, he was trapped in this township forever, he couldn't become a court painter, and even if he became a court painter, what if he became a court painter, a court painter in a wheelchair? This is also a legend, Jiang Dongyu laughed at himself, he tore off the paintings on the wall, tore them up, a picture of mountains and rivers was torn apart by him, and another beauty painting was split in two by him, he wanted to destroy them!

"Young master, no. The door was opened, and the panicked Uncle De knelt on the ground, still carrying Jiang Dongyu's favorite osmanthus cake in his hand.

"No, no, these are the young master's hard work. ”

"Huh. Jiang Dongyu chuckled, laughing so coldly, "Uncle De, let's do it, I don't have a chance, I'm tired." ”

"Young master, you can, you really can. Uncle De looked at Jiang Dongyu's face like ashes, and hurriedly said.

"I can pick up a pen at the age of one, a painting is seventeen years, this picture scroll is you gave me, this brush is you gave me, this album is you gave me, you said I can enter the Tao with painting, one day will stand up, I think I can only sit for the rest of my life, anyway, only one hand can move, what else can I do except paint, so I tried my best to paint, while learning geography, learning chess, looking at the mainland anecdotes, looking at martial arts cheats, Uncle De, do you know, every time I see them in the school, how sad my heart is, their moves are full of flaws in my opinion, just like adults watching children fight, I know that the martial arts at home are all top-grade, although I can't move, but keep simulating in my mind, as long as I can stand up, Li Yifan, Jiang Tianyu, what kind of face do they have to say that they are martial arts geniuses, creation makes people, heaven and earth make people, I have no talent, but I have no ability, I am now eighteen years old, the so-called painting Tao, I can't see it, I'm tired, I don't want to paint. ”

Great compassion!

No one knows the sadness in Jiang Dongyu's heart, there is a fire in his heart that wants to burn.

"Young master, you can, only you can. Uncle De hurriedly said, he was worried that Jiang Dongyu had the idea of committing suicide.

"I've read so many books, I've never heard of anyone who can enter the Tao with painting, why do you comfort me anymore, I won't commit suicide, but I'm a little lost, Uncle De, you don't have to worry about me, let me be quiet." Jiang Dongyu said, to paint into the Tao, too mysterious, he has been painting for so long, talented, and there is no difference from ordinary painters, how to enter the Tao?

"I'm just a servant of the young master, I don't know much about the Jiang family's past, when the master took me in, I entrusted you to me in my infancy, he asked me to train you to become a painter, saying that you will one day enter the Tao, the master is a person with great magical powers, his words will not be wrong." Uncle De said eagerly, but he knew too little about the Jiang family, he was just an ordinary person, just to repay his kindness and raise Jiang Dongyu as an adult.

Jiang Dongyu respects Uncle De and is grateful to Uncle De, but he also knows that Uncle De can't help him.

"Did he leave anything behind?" Jiang Dongyu asked.

"There is only that landscape painting, young master, you have seen it a thousand times. ”

Yes, I've seen it a thousand times, Jiang Dongyu sighed, he only left Jiang Dongyu a landscape painting, Jiang Dongyu copied it a hundred times and thousands of times, and didn't find anything unusual, he felt that this painting was not ordinary, but he didn't know what was weird.

Uncle De left the osmanthus cake and left Jiang Dongyu alone in the room.

For a long time, Jiang Dongyu tore off the landscape painting on the wall, and observed it again, the content of this landscape painting is very large, as if looking down from a height of 10,000 meters, you can see the continent, the ocean current, it is said to be a landscape painting, it is better to say that it is a map, but it is very different from the ordinary map, Jiang Dongyu can clearly see the mountains, forests, basins, and the sea, which is very beautiful.

Jiang Dongyu's eyes gradually focused on the mountain, and a strange scene appeared, Jiang Dongyu's line of sight became closer and closer, as if he had landed from a height of 10,000 meters, and he saw the bottom of the mountain, it was a person, pressed under the mountain, he was motionless, as if dead.

Suddenly, he raised his head and grinned at Jiang Dongyu.

"Smack. The scroll fell to the ground, Jiang Dongyu's vision returned to normal, his whole body was soaked, it was a pair of dead eyes, more desperate than him, even more gray than him, but those eyes were full of destruction, full of rebelliousness, full of rebellion, what extreme eyes these are.

"Hallucination?" Jiang Dongyu wondered, it was a very real feeling but it didn't make sense.

The painting has become ordinary again, and no matter what Jiang Dongyu does, strange things no longer happen.

Peach Blossom School, Jiang Dongyu is in a wheelchair, everyone else is standing, panting, sweating, they are conducting physical fitness tests, preparing for the town exam in two years, the town exam is the most important thing in Peach Blossom Town, everyone has only one chance to take the exam in their life, and they lose the opportunity to take the town exam if they are older than twenty years old, so twenty years old is the best time to take the exam, if you pass, you can become a student of the academy, that is the martial arts academy of the Five Elements City, the famous Shuiyang Academy, the best educational resources in the city, the town exam is a chance to get ahead, every child is working hard for that day。

After the physical fitness test was over, everyone dispersed, and Jiang Dongyu came to a shade of a tree and didn't know what he was thinking.

"I'm sure you'll be a court painter. Henghu came to Jiang Dongyu, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, Henghu is one of the few friends who has a good relationship with Jiang Dongyu, he is a fat man, and he is usually the object of everyone's fun and entertainment.

The court painter is a first-class civil official, with a very high status, Henghu hopes that Jiang Dongyu has a goal, he understands Jiang Dongyu's inner unwillingness, many people understand, but there is no shortage of people who fall into the ground.

"Why deceive yourself, there are thousands of painters, and there are a few people who can become court painters, but Jiang Dongyu should have no problem supporting his family in the future, but he doesn't have to rely on the town's funding anymore. Li Yifan showed his strong upper body, holding a semi-wet towel in his hand, and said with a smile, "I have now refined the sixth layer, and I should be able to refine the seventh layer in two years, and I still have a great hope of passing the town examination." ”

Henghu glared at Li Yifan fiercely, and sneered: "The pass rate of our town examination in Peach Blossom Town is only three percent every year, and there are at least thirty-six people in our batch, even if there is one, it will not be you." ”

"Don't bother you, the pass rate of the town exam is really low, but even if you can't enter Shuiyang Academy, it's nothing, I have the results of the town exam, I am a real martial artist, I can join the army, I can become the guard of a wealthy family, I have a lot of choices, besides, what if I pass? I have hope, and someone, I don't even have a ticket. Li Yifan snorted coldly, he had an opinion on Jiang Dongyu, just because Mr. said that you are not as good as him.

"A disabled person, where am I inferior?" Li Yifan is not convinced, Mr. refers to the state of mind, talent, hard work, not just force, Mr. has always been very sorry for Jiang Dongyu, Mr. once said to Jiang Dongyu that if you can't go out, stay in the school, which means that Mr. wants to train Jiang Dongyu to become the next Mr., Mr. is Mr. of Peach Blossom Town, is everyone's enlightenment teacher, and is also the head of a town, he, Jiang Dongyu, why can he become a sir?