I wielded my paintbrush, sketched the outline on the canvas, and then quickly applied and colored, and a well-layered, well-colored picture of a hundred boats on the river gradually took shape. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mr. Vitan, please advise." I was talking to a gray-clad man in his fifties, with a half-white beard and a thin face. He was "picked up" from the bustling streets of Haynes when I was ten years old, and that morning, I wandered the streets with a few boys, and saw a man in rags selling his paintings from the market, but there were no more to him, and his general weakness and trembling appearance indicated that he had not eaten a grain of rice for many days. When I saw his paintings, I was so struck by the beauty that I decided to "pick him up" home, and from then on, there was one more diner in the house, and I had one more teacher.

"Alec (my nickname), your painting skills have been quite mature, the composition is exquisite, the overall layout and local details, the contrast between distance and light and dark levels are handled relatively well, the scene of the confluence of the three rivers of Haines is quite expressive, and the techniques of oil painting paint coloring and ink painting are organically kneaded together, with both shape, spirit and rhyme, and there is a faint demeanor of outstanding everyone, and what is owed is just fire...... Well, if you can understand the elements of light, color, movement and atmosphere more deeply, you will become a master. After Mr. Vitan finished speaking, he stared at me deeply, and there was a kind of pity and helplessness in his eyes that I couldn't understand.

"Alright, Alec, don't worry about drawing, but don't forget the real purpose of our coming out today!" I hadn't been able to capture the deep meaning in Mr. Vitan's eyes, and the friends around me had already begun to make noise, and it was Sang Wen who was the first to express his impatience.

"Yes, yes, the beautiful scenery is every day, the painting can be made every day, but the beauty is not waiting for anyone, it is rare that today is the annual trade fair of Haynes, beauties from all over the world gather, you don't want to give up the end!" Van and Shloe continued. "You guys who haven't grown their hair yet, you know how to follow behind a woman's ass all day long, it's really unusual!" Teacher Vitan scolded with a smile.

I couldn't help laughing and said, "This is youth!" Young and happy, reckless and natural, people are not reckless teenagers, haha! I am a madman, laughing and scolding Kongqiu...... Our young people's common teachers don't understand. ”

Teacher Vitan smiled wryly and shook his head, unwilling to mess around with us, and walked towards the cabin, seemingly muttering to himself as he went, "I was once young, too......"

At this time, the refreshing river breeze blows over, blowing everyone's clothes hunting, my raunchy long black hair also flutters with the river breeze, I take a deep breath and then look far and near, into the eyes is the green mountains and green water, sparkling, thousands of sails compete, from the flow of agitation, make people feel comfortable. The country is picturesque - I can't help but silently recite these four words in my heart.

"Look, there are so many beautiful women!" We followed Shi Luo's guidance and saw that on a large red painting boat that was slowly moving, more than a dozen girls were kissing and laughing at the boats passing on the river, scratching their heads and making gestures, they were wearing all kinds of thin cicada clothes, rouge and lips, full of spring, undulating with the wind, the delicate carcass was faintly visible, and the shape of the prodigal was extremely unrestrained.

"Hehe, the famous prostitutes of Qinhuai Fang have all come out! What a blessing for the eyes today! Sang Wen shouted excitedly.

I nodded, thinking in my heart, Qinhuai Fang is the largest green building in Henes, and it is also out to take advantage of the excitement when businessmen from all over the world gather today, which is a good time to make a name for yourself and attract customers.

Today is the first day of the 43rd trade fair in the free city of Henes, not only businessmen from all over the world have taken the opportunity to come to make a big profit, seize the opportunity to buy and sell, and the princes and nobles of various countries will bring the United States to take advantage of the excitement, so every year, Haynes City can be described as unprecedented. Seventy percent of merchants and tourists enter the city by water, and although the land transport of Henes is quite developed, the roads along the valley of the San Angates Mountains that surround Hennes are far less safe and comfortable than the river, even if they are smooth and fast. So, at the instigation of Sanwen, a few of us dissolute children of the city of Haynes decided to go on a boat together on the river—both to sketch and to see the beauties of various countries, and for me, an aesthete, such a good idea would never be rejected.

Ships of all sizes from the three main rivers of the Milky Way, Tianhe and Xinghe and other tributaries have gathered on the vast river outside the port of Henes - the "arm bend of the god of beauty", waiting to enter the port.

At this time, a large and imposing ship approached from the side. Our eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the ship. This large, heavy and sturdy galleon has a perfectly streamlined design, which makes it appear agile and fast in navigation, not sluggish and dignified, and the decoration on the hull and mast is extremely delicate and delicate, which looks elegant and solemn, and the head of the Shanghai god Poseidon in the bow is even more imposing, and the image of staring ahead, hair flowing wildly, and shouting with an open mouth has a shocking effect - this ship is a perfect combination of pragmatism and decorationism, and the person who can complete such a ghostly design is absolutely extraordinary. What still amazes me is that a simple modification of the ship can become an invincible warship, and a country with this level of design and shipbuilding capability definitely has the capital to become the hegemon of the sea, according to my knowledge, no country in the Saint-Lennan continent has this level of technology and design, not even the Becca Celeusta Alliance, which is located in the southwest of Haynes and is known as the number one maritime power on the Saint-Lunnan continent, does not have such strength - could it be that this ship is from the Northlands? Who would be the sacred one sitting on the boat at this time?

My eyes drifted to the ship and turned my attention to the passengers on board. There were a few people standing sporadically on the boat, and my eyes were tightly caught by the back of a woman: the pure white dress that looked like satin and not satin struck down in an elegant and delicate pleated design, wrapping the graceful figure, and the long black jade-like hair had a natural crystalline moist color, hanging down to the calf like a waterfall, and the whole body exuded an elegant and dreamlike atmosphere. What kind of woman is this? Why is it that just the back has captured my whole mind? I suddenly felt the urge to see her positive at all costs, regardless of the consequences.

By this time, the big boat had already passed slowly against our small boat, so I took the most direct and simple way to achieve my goal.

"Dear, elegant and beautiful ladies, welcome to Haynes, I am always at your service!" I suddenly shouted to the boat. Hehe, this is the most common scoundrel way for gentlemen to talk to beautiful women.

"Alec, you're not bad! It seems that among the few of us, you have the temperament of being a scoundrel the most! Szloe teased.

As I had hoped, the woman on the boat slowly turned to face us, and we were all at once stupid. Sky! There are such beautiful women in the world! No sculpture can create a perfectly proportioned face and body: picturesque eyebrows, long eyelashes covering a pair of deep pupils, a small and beautiful nose, thin, resolute red cherry lips, skin is better than snow, white and red, warmer than white jade, softer than sea waves, plus a delicate undulating long body, standing in the wind, like a god, the whole body glows with a terrifying peerless charm. We have lost any ability to think or breathe, and we can only look fixedly at this beautiful woman.

Under our lustful gaze, the beautiful woman showed a hint of displeasure, but soon regained her calm and unwavering expression, which made me wonder if that hint of displeasure really appeared. Or is it my own imagination?

"Presumptuous, don't be rude to Your Highness!" The beautiful woman didn't say anything, and the maid beside her had already lectured us. I saw that the woman shook her head lightly, and the maid who seemed to be about to say something immediately fell silent, and another man in a black cloak and samurai attire next to her shot a cold light like a wild beast devouring us, but it quickly disappeared after the beautiful woman shook her head. But through that gaze, I was soaked in a chill of bones, and I was also in the shock of beauty, but I found myself drenched in a cold sweat.

"Oh my God! I saw a stunning beauty! More punctual than the prostitutes in Qinhuaifang! If I can get her to bed, I have no regrets in my life! "When we came back to our souls, the damned Sang Wen let out a shout that almost made us regret it for the rest of our lives.

Hearing this, the woman suddenly turned around, and as an angry expression appeared on her beautiful face, suddenly the wind stopped, the clouds were quiet, only her hair and white clothes fluttered without wind, with us as the center, the space around us fluctuated unusually, and an overwhelming pressure enveloped us. I felt as if the air in my lungs had been drained, and I was in a kind of pain that seemed to be crushed all over my body, and Sanwen and they were no better than me: Sanwen and Shiloh crouched on the ground and convulsed in agony, and Van Dike fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, his eyes glazed out.

The feeling of death was getting closer, and my consciousness was getting more and more blurred...... Is it just dead? It is better to be dead, to be a hundred, to avoid all the shackles of the mortal world, and to end up with the deeds of a disciple, which can be regarded as the best footnote to my reputation in the world, and perhaps this is also a good epitaph...... In the face of death, I didn't have much fear and attachment to life, only a faint sadness, a cold and lazy smile inadvertently hung on my lips......

When I was about to lose consciousness, all the stress suddenly disappeared as if it had never been before, and my physical condition quickly returned to normal, but my feelings felt like it was renewing.

At this moment, the beautiful woman standing on the boat seemed to be an ethereal and clear existence, her eyes wandered over my face, and suddenly stopped beside me. Following her gaze, I noticed that there was one more person beside me, a man who should have been resting in the cabin - my teacher, Vitan!

"A few hairy children are ignorant and have offended His Excellency the High Priest with their words, please forgive the High Priest!" Teacher Vitan said to the stunning woman.

The stunning woman nodded, opened her red mouth, showed her white and flawless teeth, and spit out a string of voices like heavenly sounds: "For the sake of Mr., and if you talk about it, you should be punished lightly, and you will not be held accountable. In front of her peerless face, our spirits couldn't help but be in a trance again.

The stunning woman suddenly said to me, "Why did you smile so calmly when you faced death just now?" ”

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also popular, that's all. That was my state of mind at the time. I finished laughing.

In the face of my sudden abnormal behavior, my teachers and companions could not help but panic, especially my companions, who were deeply afraid that I would once again annoy this peerless beauty who was like Shura's rebirth, and they really did not have the courage to face death again.

The stunning woman did not show the expected anger, but just said a strange sentence: "Scattered and intense, agitated from the stream, the sky is frivolous, the mind is like iron, calmly laughing at life and death, the success or failure of the world, everything is in the heart." Then he glanced at me, let out a faint sigh, and without saying a word, stretched out his delicate fingers, and gave a command, and the great ship sped away, but not into the harbor, but to the river that led to the sea in the crook of the arms of the god of beauty.

I watched the woman's figure fade away, but her peerless charm had been deeply seared into my heart, and a scorching lava began to surge from the depths of my heart. I am an aesthete with an almost paranoid love for beautiful things, and this encounter with her made me realize that the so-called perfection can be so unreservedly manifested in a woman, and get the ultimate sublimation.

"Oh my God, who is she? With the strength of a magician or above, he can induce such a terrible magic without chanting a spell? Thinking of the scene just now, everyone couldn't help but be a little afraid.

"Really? Van, are you really sure she's unleashing magic and not the fighting spirit of swordsmanship? The speaker was the impatient Sanwen, the son of a bakery, whose family was said to have been exiled from the Faratis Empire to the nobles of Henes, who himself loved swordsmanship and had qualified as a trainee swordsman. Van, who was questioned, was the son of a blacksmith who had qualified as a trainee magician.

"I don't think it looks like it, based on my many years of experience in the priesthood, I can be sure that this is witchcraft, and she must be a heretic." Shi Luo said seriously, but in exchange for a few of us. According to Shiloe, a priest of six impurities, from a family of the largest salt merchants in Henness, who had decided to become a clergyman and had obtained a priesthood, according to him: "Beauty brings me closer to the heart of the gods, and to reject beauty is to reject the gods." So we come to a terrible inference: "The gods, like Shiloe, are all big perverts, and this is the commonality." We call this inference "God has a common preference for sex," or Divinity for short. This is the origin of the word divinity, and it is also the greatest contribution of Shloe himself to theology throughout his life.

Sangwen, Van Dijk, and Shi Luo are the three founding heroes of the Shenglun Empire who were later known as the Shura Sword Saint, the Dark Great Magister and the Demon Great Pope. However, at this time, they were just a few out-and-out disciples like me.

"That's a space mage using spirits as a medium." It was Mr. Vitan who put an end to this meaningless controversy, "With the help of emotional fluctuations, the spiritual power is condensed at once, breaking the inherent laws of spatial existence, causing a vacuum and space squeezing." ”

"Then why not summon elemental spirits by chanting incantations? This shouldn't be your average space magic, right? Van asked.

"This is the secret technique of the Jialan Temple, the wrath of the goddess. You have had the privilege of meeting the High Priest of the Garlan Temple, who is said to have been built by the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of wisdom, the genius magician known as the Legacy of the Goddess, and Her Excellency Aaronshi, who holds the title of Magister. Fortunately, although the goddess is angry, she has no intention of harming you, and only a small punishment and a big warning, otherwise there would have been a few more dead fish in the harbor of Hennes. Hmph, even if you don't have to do it yourself, the Holy Dragon Warrior around him is enough for you to die a hundred times. Teacher Vitan replied.

"The teacher is not an ordinary person, is he?" I couldn't help but throw out a sentence. This time, however, Mr. Vitan did not answer noncommittally.

At this time, the sunset on the river, the seabirds return to their nests, dusk has come, and night is gradually falling. And in the city of Haines, which never sleeps with the lights all night, there will be no night.

"Let's go back!" A faint smile appeared on the corner of my mouth again, and I looked towards the port, but the peerless face of Aaron's poetry appeared in my heart.

In the early summer of 1889, the 15-year-old me and the 18-year-old Aaronse met for the first time on the "Goddess's Arm" outside the port of Hennes.

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