A certain day: (lying on the ground) I am looking forward to the monthly ticket and looking forward to becoming cross-eyed, you two treat me like this, sooner or later I will let you look forward to the cave house and hope to become cross-eyed!

陛xià: The style of painting is really simple, I like to be realistic.

Qingqing: You're cross-eyed.

My eyes should be pure today, right? →。 ←

Do you want to see the small tent?

Is the corpse beautiful?

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It's mid-February now, and this summer, shouldn't he stay in Shengjing and not go to the Bianhe Palace?

There was a rare time when he couldn't hold his breath, and he couldn't wait to see.

Bu Xihuan smiled and put the drawings on the table, "Destiny Blood Shadow will do what she said tomorrow, do it quickly!" ”

In the past two days, Wei Zhuozhi and Yue Kill have reported to him about her establishment of a special training camp, no matter how big or small, even he is curious about those training methods and immediate results.

The things she wants to train the soldiers look like they want people to run and jump and climb on them, he practices martial arts secret skills, these things that only exercise people's agility and body are of little use to him, but the two armies are fighting, tens of thousands of troops at every turn, and the killing between non-martial arts sects is comparable, most of the soldiers in the army can only do some fist and foot kung fu, and some are only stronger than ordinary people. Therefore, if these training things she painted are used in the army, their effect will be good!

These drawings are painted on the training of soldiers, her paintings have always been realistic, these training things, she drew them from multiple angles, and even drew the split drawings, the size of which is also very clear, at a glance.

Putting the letter away, he put it close to the placket of his shirt, and then he looked down at the drawings carefully, and when he looked at it, he raised his eyebrows.

I don't know if it's annoyed or happy, I can taste it once in this life, and God treats him well.

But when he was angry, there was tenderness in Bu Xihuan's eyes.

The painter was not a woman, but the 500 buttocks she looked at were all men's, and he was not sour, but she was sour first.

said that she wanted to change the artist, but she recommended herself, and she still knew how to be jealous?

But with a smile and a smile, the laugh became angry.

Bu Xihuan picked up those drawings, but his eyes still fell on those two sentences, and his smile was deep. Just looking at those two sentences, he seemed to see her standing in front of him, her face was cold, and her words were sour.

"Wen Jun has this habit, and Chen Zheng has this skill!"

There was a stack of drawings on the table in the attic, which was presented by the blood shadow, Bu Xihuan sat down at the table, put the letter in his hand on the table, the moonlight sprinkled through the window, and fell on the letter, only to see the girl's handwriting was clear, there were only a few words on a piece of paper, and only two sentences fell.

"Yes!" The blood shadow got up and retreated to the staircase, submerged into the darkness, his body flickered like a ghost, the afterimage was still there, and the person was already downstairs.

"Kneel down." The laughter gradually stopped, and the voice from the window was careless, slightly cool as the wind, as usual, as if the laughter just now was a blood shadow hallucination.

The master is so happy, I have never seen it in my memory......

There was a sudden heavy laughter in front of the window, and the blood shadow was stunned for a moment, and he dared to glance at it, but he saw Bu Xihuan bowing his head, his face was almost buried in the letter, and he laughed happily and patiently.

The blood shadow shrunk his neck, and sure enough, he guessed correctly! He found the painter, and he's going to be out of luck......

There was silence in the attic for a long time, and after the sound of opening the letter, there was no sound.

He suddenly wanted to move back, but the master tried his best, but he was reprimanded, and he must not be in a good mood.

He didn't dare to peek at what was written in the letter, but he guessed that it should be a reprimand for the master, and when the girl saw the silk painting, her face was very wonderful.

"The girl brought you a letter!" Only then did the Shadow of Blood take out the letter, and when it was presented over his head, it had already been taken away.

"Huh?"

"He also said that the painter is not in the stream, so I want you to change it."

"Hmm." Bu Xihuan stood with his hands in his hands, and he couldn't hear the emotion in his voice, "What else did she say?" ”

The corpse is dressed up with flaws, it has been done to death, and it is propped up in a tent, word for word!

"Master, word for word!" The blood shadow knelt in the shadow of the man, and answered tonight without the master asking.

Tonight's wind is stronger than last night's, the branches and shadows are shaking like ghost hands, and the man listens to the reply, happy and angry, only to see the light of his eyes extinguished.

She stared at the marching bed and refused to sleep, and in the governor's mansion, thirty miles away from the sailor's camp, someone listened to the reply in the attic.

Twilight sat behind the table, hadn't gone to bed for a long time, and when she saw the bed, she remembered a silk painting spread on it, as if her butt would catch fire if she sat down.

"When will you take my words as military orders, and when will you come back?" There was a voice from the tent, and when all the lieutenants heard it, they knew that there was no need to discuss, so they had to leave dejectedly.

Before, they really underestimated people.

The Northwest Army has been known for its strict military training, and in terms of the method of military training, they have been in the border barracks for so many years, and all of them are good at training new soldiers. I thought that the great achievements of the military governor were just personal achievements, in terms of wisdom and bravery, he was the first in the new army, but in terms of training, he was a recruit egg, what do you know? Today, however, they watched the drills of the special training camp for one day, and although they did not know how they came up with the methods of those drills, they were veterans, and they could naturally see whether they were useful or not.

"Governor!" Everyone only shouted outside the tent, but they didn't dare to enter the tent without permission, first, they were afraid of annoying Twilight, and second, they were really convinced.

"I'm tired, I'll talk about it after the special training." Twilight Qing was very cold, and after that, he entered the big tent of the Chinese army.

"Governor ......" Everyone glanced at Twilight, and the arrogance of disbelief was gone.

On this day, all the lieutenants also followed the army to fight outside the battlefield for a day, and after the special training was dispersed in the evening, when Duqing returned to the big tent of the Chinese army, he saw all the lieutenants outside the tent.

Rong Ma spent half his life, thinking that he could die on a war horse at the border pass, but he knew that he couldn't leave the barracks in this life.

Yesterday, they learned that the governor had saved the general's life, and they wanted to come to him to confess their mistakes, but they ...... I didn't have the face, so I used the excuse to hide in the medical tent. They followed the general to kill the enemy at the border, and they were never afraid of the scimitar, but now they are afraid, afraid that the governor will hate them, and the sailors will not be able to stay, and the northwest will not be able to return.

Yesterday, the general said that if the boy didn't want them on Tuesday, the Northwest Army wouldn't want them anymore. They have been in the army for many years, and half of their blood has been sprinkled in the northwest and in the desert, and they do not want to change generals with nostalgia, but they have committed the taboo of soldiers.

I don't know which one asked, but the captains were silent.

"Let's ...... Can you go back to the Northwest? ”

"Damn! If a few years earlier, our Northwest Army also trained like this, would Wuhu have been extinguished long ago? ”

"I can't see anything about this method of training soldiers for a day or two, if you continue to practice like this all year round, the soldiers can be trained into iron!"

"What the hell is this method of training? Lao Tzu is tired of looking at it! ”

"Mother's ......"

At first glance, everyone was shocked!

The commanders of the Northwest Army were guarding outside the medical tent yesterday, and after hearing about the special training method of the sailors, they came to observe the training today.

And the army on leave is still watching the training around the battlefield, and no one dares to ask to participate in the special training anymore - the soldiers regard obedience to military orders as their duty, this is what the governor said, today is the second day of the special training, and there are still 29 days before the end of their vacation!

The whole special training camp gritted their teeth, remembering what they heard yesterday, and wanted to write about the gap between the www.biquge.info and the competition on the stage, no one complained, and they would rather run to death than take a vacation!

The whole camp is divided into two teams to play, and the penalty for losing!

All projects are within the specified time, and penalties will be imposed if they are not completed!

In yesterday's special training, she just let the special training camp have a preliminary understanding of the subject, and today is the real special training!

Today's special training subjects are the same as yesterday, until the new special training equipment is ready, the special training subjects remain the same, but Twilight has requirements for the completion time of each training subject.

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As soon as Qiē packed up and locked the box, Twilight Qing went to the battlefield.

She also put the head of the old Dorje into the box, but it was placed in the bright layer above the dark layer, she didn't need the head to hold the big tent of the Chinese army, but it could help her guard this box that hid secrets.

Twilight put the silk painting together with her personal belongings, and deliberately pressed the chest strap on top of the silk painting, as if it would be able to breathe.

Of course, this silk painting Twilight Qing could not be used as a bed sheet, she carefully put it away, and pressed it under the private box where the chest strap was stored, the private box was not an ordinary box, it looked very ordinary on the outside, but there was a dark layer inside, and her private belongings were placed in the dark layer.

The girl scolded in her heart, walked over and put the painting away, but her lips gradually raised a shallow arc, and her eyes rarely melted like water. She said that she had a necrophilia, and he took it seriously, didn't she say it was a joke that time?

Damn it!

Twilight couldn't help but purse her lips like a knife, some people probably wanted her to use this silk painting as a sheet at night and sleep with him, right?

I saw that the silk painting was spread on the couch, and the man in the painting seemed to be lying on the marching bed of her Chinese army's tent, his clothes were all faded, his face was full of spring, and he was sultry!

After Luo Cheng left, Twilight Qing sat behind the table, pricked up her ears and heard the sound of the carriage far away, so she glanced at the marching bed.

*

"Let's go!" Twilight waved her hand and left no one behind.

Luo Cheng said the wrong thing, so he didn't dare to be poor anymore, the last time he scolded the master when he scolded the dust rabbit master, the master of this account has not been counted with him, if today's words are passed into the ears of the master again, he will have to peel off the skin if he does not die.

"Hey!"

"Go back and hand it over to your master, and tell him, the painter is not in the stream, and he has changed!"

Luo Cheng drooped his head, but the top of his head seemed to have eyes, and he raised his hand to catch the flying thing, and when he looked up, it was a letter. The letter was already in the envelope, presumably written by the girl when he had just bowed his head and reflected.

"Take it!" Just as Luo Cheng lowered his head and meditated, Twilight Qing threw something from his desk!

Luo Cheng secretly glanced at Twilight Qing, and saw that her face was as cold as frost, so he hurriedly drooped his head and thought silently in his heart - the spring palace map is difficult to get into the elegant hall, but the master's spring palace map is an elegant thing! Yawu! Yawu!

If the ghost is here, it will remind him that he has said the wrong thing again.

"It's hard to get into the hall of elegance in the spring palace......" He muttered casually, and before he finished muttering, he hurriedly covered his mouth!

Luo Cheng was stunned.

Yes?

Twilight snorted coldly, "The wind of writing is sultry, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, second-rate!" ”

"Three generations of painters in Shengjing City who painted the Spring Palace, family heirloom! Realistic! The artistic conception is amazing! The pictures of the Spring Palace in Changchun Courtyard were all painted by this person, and the sons and brothers in Shengjing City wanted to ask for a painting, but it cost a thousand taels of silver! Luo Cheng personally found the person, and he was naturally complacent when he said it, but he saw that the girl's ears were red, and he must have said that he was very satisfied with this painting.

Luo Cheng turned around to listen to the instructions, but Twilight Qing didn't say anything for a long time, until Luo Cheng showed a puzzled look, then saw her glance at the marching bed, and asked a little uncomfortably, "Which painter painted that painting?" ”

Luo Cheng turned around and walked out, walked to the door of the tent, and suddenly heard behind him: "Wait! ”

"Yes!" Only when doing business, the appearance of the young man is more restrained.

"Quick!" Twilight is a.

Luo Cheng took a look at it in his hand, and his eyes were bright.

"Take these drawings, find the best blacksmith shop in the city to build, according to the requirements I said, build them in half a month!" Twilight walked over to the table and handed Luo Cheng the drawings she had drawn last night.

Luo Cheng laughed and couldn't speak, so he had to nod his head - tell me! I tell by all means!

Twilight Qing glanced at him coldly and said, "Sue your master, next time you pretend to be a corpse, pretend to be some." ”

Hey, girl! You're no ordinary girl!

Luo Cheng understood in an instant, but he couldn't help it anymore, and squatted on the ground and laughed while holding his stomach.

Pitch your tent!

Propped up ......

"If you have been a deceased, your essence is exhausted and you are freed from death, but your yang is not decaying! Therefore, even if the robe is covered, it should be propped up. ”

That's the only place in the painting where the man is covered by his robe, and underneath the robe is ...... Ahem!

Luo Chengzheng was puzzled, and saw that Twilight Qing drew somewhere with a finger!

What is a tent called? Tent?

Tent?

"However, there are flaws." Twilight's face was cold, but when she turned around, the roots of her ears were suspiciously pink, and she unfolded the silk painting on the marching bed, and said, "The painting shows the corpse lying on the couch, with a youthful complexion, and the robe is faded, very much like a death, that is, sudden death in intercourse." Because of his complexion, it is speculated that he was having sex or had just finished having sex when he died suddenly, so even if there are clothes to cover it, he should have a tent here! ”

Impossible, right?

A pat on the back?

Yes?

But when the "sheet" was ripped off by Twilight, the storm that Luo Cheng expected did not come, Twilight's face was as usual, and she said lightly: "Your master's corpse is dressed well." ”

The master asks for more blessings!

Twilight stood quietly under the "sheets" and did not move for a long time. Luo Cheng smiled and smiled, hugged his stomach and got up obediently, holding back his internal injuries and not daring to laugh anymore, feeling that the girl's reaction was definitely the calm before the storm.

Luo Cheng squatted on the ground with his stomach in his arms, not daring to laugh out loud, until his stomach hurt.

Her entire quilt was covered under the painting, looking from afar like a white sheet on top of her head.

Wow!

Twilight was too surprised, and it was too late to hide, and the huge snow silk fell on her head—

The most unbearable thing for Twilight Qing is that this painting is as tall as a person, the Ming Pavilion carpet in the painting, the wide couch tent, the glamorous male corpse, and even the incense burner at the foot of the couch are as big as the real thing, she spreads the snow silk in the air, as if the discarded Bu Xihuan is pressing on her with his luxurious house, living like a male corpse pressing on the top, and the golden house is about to collapse!

The whole painting is painted on Xue Juan, the color is yellowed, old as an ancient scroll, the man seems to have slept in the painting for a thousand years, the big red robe is dark like blood, its color is strange and decadent, its environment is glamorous, as if the person is deceased, and the painting corpse is in the volume.

The waist muscle line is like flowing water, and at a glance it seems to see a romantic affair, but the most romantic place is covered with a big red robe, half covered and half hidden, I don't want to see it, and I am blind.

Painting on the Ming Pavilion carpet, wide couch tent, a man smiling and closing his eyes lazy in the couch, ink hair like a cloud on the edge of the couch, lazy state, such as a fairy sleeping. The incense burner at the foot of the couch produces warm smoke, and behind it, the man's clothes and belts are all faded, his chest is jade, his waist is long, and his muscles are bright.

It was more like a painting of a corpse.

It was a painting.