Qiu Xiang was in a hurry, but the red-card prostitute was not in a hurry at all, her face was neither red nor white, and she said with a smile: "This young lady, you told me that you wanted to be shameless, but you found the wrong person." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhat we're doing is a shameless business, who sells it if we want face? We are professional in stealing people and raising men, which is the grace given by our grandfather. ”

Rao is Qiuxiang's tongue is like a sword on weekdays, and she can't help but be speechless at this time, this is also true, these prostitutes were all set by Ming Taizu back then, and they have been prostitutes for generations, and people can only do this kind of shameless thing.

If you are cheap, you are invincible, Qiu Xiang was defeated as soon as she went into battle, and she could only feel bored and leave with a red face.

The storm in the city of Nanjing was even greater, and everyone didn't talk about the poem, but about Liu Sisi wanting to redeem herself and marry a concubine.

"Miss, someone is going to rob our aunt again." A little girl hurriedly went to report to Zuo Ling.

Zuo Ling naturally knew about this, and he was really not an outsider when he said it, Liu Sisi's godmother was Zuo Ling's mother's good sister back then, and she was also one of the famous prostitutes in Qinhuai back then.

"Whoever wants to rob her, let her rob, as long as she has the ability." Zuo Ling is sitting firmly on Mount Tai.

She knows the heart best, and knows that they are just tossing around, and they will not be caught. At the beginning, she also tried her best, no less than the tricks they used, but they didn't work. If you talk about family background and appearance, how many people can compare with her, if you talk about the kung fu of the fox, she is called second, and no one dares to call her first, because her charm is innate.

"When are we going to Suzhou to see my uncle? The maid thought, it's better to start first in this matter, don't delay it. "Xiao Yahuan is really anxious for the master.

"Wait for the day he paints."

Zuo Ling also heard that he was going to compare paintings with Tang Bohu, and there were many people here in Nanjing who wanted to go to the scene to observe this grand event. It was naturally the best time to meet in Suzhou that day.

"Won't it be too late, what if someone snatches it up?" Yahuan is still not at ease.

"Okay, you go down and do something, you don't have to worry about this." Zuo Ling suddenly felt a little upset.

After the little girl went down, she was stunned: Besides, are you okay, do you miss me?

After a few days of pondering, I finally copied the immortal map, but I was completely disappointed.

He copied it exactly from the memory in his head, the shape was exactly the same, but his spirit was lost.

How so?

He sat in front of his easel, puzzled.

"I think it's good enough, it's the same as the original picture." Xiao Nier can't see the fame, no matter how you look at it, it's the fairy picture that she drew at the beginning.

"It's different."

Besides, he pointed at various places on the painting with a paintbrush and said, "Here, and here, it doesn't feel right, the breath of the whole painting is not right, there is no such atmosphere as the sun is soaring." ”

Where are the mistakes? He checked everywhere, comparing everything with the memories in his mind, and thanks to his photographic memory, he could remember everything in his mind as if he had taken a photograph.

He examined it all afternoon, but couldn't find the crux of it.

Zhou Dingcheng came over and took a look, and said with a smile: "Boy, this painting is a good painting, but it is a little worse than Tang Bohu." If you play with this drawing, you're going to lose. ”

"I didn't paint this picture about the competition, I just wanted to find out how it felt." ”

"Say that you are a young boy, you are really too tender, why did you compare with him in the first place to paint what autumn fragrance, if you are free to create, you can copy Yan Lao's painting and guarantee to beat him. No matter how powerful he is, he will not have such a genuine handiwork in his hands. Zhou Dingcheng said.

Besides, he didn't want to do this kind of thing, although he had a lone book in his hand, he could bully and bully people, he had already done this in poetry, and he didn't want to do the same in calligraphy and painting, otherwise, he could have copied a copy of the Mona Lisa.

"The eyes of the characters in your painting seem to be a little worse, and they lack brilliance." Zhou Dingcheng looked carefully at the complete painting and commented.

"Eyes? That's right, it's the eyes. Besides, he suddenly realized that he didn't paint the look in the eyes of the old man, and suddenly the whole painting lost its brilliance.

He pushed Zhou Dingcheng and Xiao Nier out and went to his senses behind closed doors.

In the past seven days, he has been contemplating the image of the old man every day, but there is still no reaction, but the golden dragon on his back has begun to become active, and it has merged with his body a little deeper, and the talisman of the rainstorm pear flower needle on his wrist is also full of energy, which seems to contain a trace of spirituality, ready to go.

He didn't know much about these two things, and the old man of Qianji forced it into him, saying that it was for good karma, but he didn't feel it.

How did I draw the eyes of the old man in the first place?

He was determined to find the root of this problem, and all he could do was to continue to look at the vicissitudes of life in the eyes of the old man.

This time, he sat all night, and in the middle of the night, the eyes of the old man in his mind opened.

Suddenly, a ray of divine light reflected all over the room, and his viscera was transparent, and every vein and a trace of tendon and flesh were clearly visible.

He had no sorrow or joy, and remained in this state until dawn, completely unaware of the huge changes in the golden dragon on his body, from a five-clawed golden dragon to a nine-clawed golden dragon.

When he got up, he first moved his joints and bones, then sat down in front of the easel and redrew his two eyes.

When he landed, a picture of the gods rising in the day was completed.

"This is the picture of the gods! It's not going to fly back again, is it? Xiao Nier was stunned when she saw it.

"This is the one from yesterday, I revised it, and it seems that I have found a feeling."

"Brother, you're so powerful, you're too powerful." Xiao Nier grabbed Besides's arm, pressed her whole body up, and said with infinite adoration.

"That is, who is my brother, my brother is God, my brother said that there should be light, and there will be light in the world." Besides, I got carried away and had to get up.

"Yes, brother, you are God, if you have light, there will be light." Xiao Nier really fully cooperated, and whatever she said was what she said.

Zhou Dingcheng came to check it again, and was immediately attracted by this painting.

He walked on Wu Tiangang, in front of the easel as if he were facing a great enemy, searching up and down every place, as if he wanted to catch some demon.

"Boy, what have you done, why have you changed so much?" Zhou Dingcheng shouted.

"I didn't do anything, I just added a few strokes."

Besides, lying on the Taishi chair, Xiao Nier pinched his shoulders and beat his back, so he didn't enjoy it.

"No, what's going on?"

Zhou Dingcheng stepped around a few more times, stood suddenly, and broke out in a cold sweat: "Eye-dotting method, boy, you use the eye-dotting method." ”

"What kind of eye-catching method, I don't know what to say." Besides, shake your head.

Zhou Dingcheng rushed over like a hungry tiger pounced, and reached out to grab one of his arms: "Boy, you actually know how to put your eyes on it, this is Gu Kaizhi's mastery, and it was lost at that time, this is Gu Lao's unique skill." How did you get this stunt, and where did you get it? ”

Besides, he screamed: "Big brother, you light, you are not a massage, this is abuse." ”

"Boy, whoever gives you a massage is abuse, it's a big punishment, hurry up and hand over the eye-catching method!" Zhou Dingcheng was so anxious that his face was red and his neck was thick.

He could no longer imagine that the legendary eye-dotting method was actually true, and it appeared in front of him, so how could he not be excited or fanatical?

"Boy, hand over the finishing touch, I'll give you the money you lost in this competition."

Besides, it's confused, this is the finishing touch?

He is a painter, of course, he knows that the so-called eye-dotting method is just a legend, it is said that the great painter Gu Kaizhi of the Jin Dynasty painted a dragon in a temple, but did not paint the eyes.

The crowd was puzzled as to how the dragon could not have eyes, and they unanimously asked him to fill in the eyes, and he laughed and said that if he drew the eyes, the dragon would fly away.

Of course, everyone didn't believe it, and insisted that he make up for it, Gu Kaizhi took out a paintbrush and painted the dragon's eye, but at that time, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the rain was pouring down, and the dragon painted on the wall was really alive, breaking the wall and flying away by the clouds.

Later, everyone rendered this painting method as the finishing touch, and the story was handed down, but no one was able to follow it. Even Gu Kaizhi himself has only used this painting method once, and miracles have never appeared again.

"Who did you learn from?" Zhou Dingcheng asked, that posture is worse than a strict trial.

"Don't bully him." Xiao Nier stepped forward and stood in front of her.

"I'm not bullying him, I'm trying to make a deal with him, boy, teach me the eye, I'll promise you anything." Zhou Dingcheng is extremely fanatical.

Besides, if he really can, he really won't hide his secrets, and he will teach him immediately, but he doesn't know what the eye-catching method is, what he does is just express all the sparkle in the eyes of the old man of Qianji that he realized in silence.

Is painting the eyes the finishing touch?

Of course, this is absolutely not, there is no one who does not pay attention to drawing eyes.

"That's how I drew it, but I don't know how." And some of them are incoherent.

Zhou Dingcheng is more sober, he knows that he will not hide his secrets from himself, if he really has this stunt, he will definitely talk about the conditions, and then teach himself. Since he said this, he really still didn't understand.

Eye-catching?

Besides, he stood up, sat down in front of the easel again, and began to examine the whole painting, trying to figure out if he had really inadvertently realized the legendary eye-dotting method, and if so, what was it?

"If you can use the finishing touch method freely, let alone Tang Bohu, the painters of the world will have to be trampled under your feet." Zhou Dingcheng seemed to have discovered a mountain of gold and silver, and a frightening frenzy rose in his eyes again.

He understands that he is still in the process of enlightenment, and has not come to a conclusion, and if he understands it, he will definitely not hide anything from him.

"Forget it, my brother is famous enough now, even those brothels in Qinglou have used him for publicity, if he becomes famous again, maybe what will happen, Sister Pomegranate has to burn the house angrily."

Xiao Nier doesn't want to be famous anymore, as long as she can be with him and live a peaceful life, she will compete with the fairy partner.

"These are two different things." Zhou Dingcheng shook his head again and again. He also knew that it was unclear to meet Bing with Xiao Nier, and he was not on the same channel at all.