As Zhang Tingting's jade hand gently grinded, the water in the inkstone gradually turned into thick ink, exuding a faint ink fragrance.

Shangguan Nengren picked up a wolf hair, dipped it in ink, raised the pen, and closed his eyes to brew.

Zhang Ranran blinked her eyes and pulled Zhang Hai's sleeve: "Grandpa, did you also close your eyes before painting?" ”

Zhang Hai coughed dryly: "That's not true, calligraphy and painting, everyone has everyone's style, not everyone closes their eyes." ”

"Oh." Zhang Ranran was a little disappointed and muttered: "I thought that the masters would close their eyes and brew!" Turns out it's not! ”

Zhang Hai wiped the cold sweat from his head, he now knows, there must be two thin hemp rods in front of him, and he will close his eyes before writing and painting, and he is a master of this way who has reached a certain realm.

This is a way to adjust the spirit and spirit, so that the pen can play the highest level, or even super level of play, the general heirloom works are brewed in this way, but it is hard to find.

At present, Zhang Hai can't reach this realm at all, his level is to write when he picks up the pen, and draw when he takes it, just getting started, but the competent person has already entered the Tao.

Feng Zhizhi didn't pay attention to Zhang Hai's movements, from the moment Shangguan closed his eyes, he stared intently at Shangguan's every move, Shangguan just stood there quietly, there was a mountain-like immobile momentum, which shocked Feng Zhizhi's heart: At such a young age, there is such a realm? What a genius!

Half a minute later, Shangguan Nengren suddenly opened his eyes, and the wolf howl in his hand was like a spirit, and the pen walked on the white paper, like an elf dancing, a hook and a drawing, a horizontal and a skimming are all flowing water, extremely elegant.

"Takeshi!?" Seeing the bamboos in the stone gradually taking shape, Zhang Hai and Feng Zhizhi were shocked, because this bamboo and this stone seemed to be alive, full of soul rhythm.

Stone, hard and heavy, connected with the earth, harmonious with nature, the wind does not blow, the fire does not extinguish, steadfast and steady, heavier than ten thousand jun.

Bamboo, has not been unearthed before there is a knot, even Lingyun is humble. thin leaves, sparse nodes; The snow can't be crushed, and the wind can't break.

A wolf's hair, a little bit of thick ink, but the bamboo and stone painting is alive, even if the calligraphy and painting ability of the Shangguan is not top-notch, but the soul rhythm of this painting is enough to make it a peerless treasure.

A painting and calligraphy with a soul is a piece of shit and priceless, not to mention that this piece of stone bamboo is no less than Zheng Xie's charm and charm, it is obviously just a kind of black ink, but the use of ink changes to draw colorful, such painting skills can be called divine skills!

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

A poem destined to be passed down through the ages "Bamboo and Stone" on the painting, when it is really the finishing touch, the bamboo, this stone to a supreme realm, just look at this painting, it is as if you are in the vast bamboo and stone forest, the nose even smells a faint smell of the bamboo forest.

When the competent person collected his luck, Feng Zhizhi couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted on the spot: "Good painting!" Good poetry! Good word! ”

Zhang Hai, Zhang Tingting, and Zhang Ranran also came back to their senses, and looked at the capable people together, their eyes full of disbelief.

"Wow! Brother Shangguan, your painting is so good, I just seemed to have come to the sea of bamboo forests and clouds in an instant, and I thought I had suddenly crossed over! Zhang Ranran stared at the Shangguan man with bright eyes, and it seemed that there was an emotion called 'worship' burning.

Zhang Tingting's delicate body trembled slightly, her bright eyes looked at the competent person, and her heart was pounding.

"This ......" Zhang Hai looked at the competent person, then looked at the painting, and stumbled: "Okay...... Good drawing! ”

"Lao Zhang!" Feng Zhizhi stood in front of Zhang Hai, his eyes shining: "You say!" Are we friends? ”

"Huh?" Zhang Hai was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and smiled: "What's this...... It's hard to say! ”

"Damn!" Feng Zhizhi hurriedly burst into a foul mouth: "In vain, I have always treated you as a friend, and I also gave you Tang Sancai worth millions on your birthday, has your conscience been eaten by dogs!" ”

"Humph! Knowing that I gave me funeral gifts for my birthday, what kind of friend are you? Your conscience is so bad! Zhang Hai fought back sharply without showing weakness.

"You...... The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people! ”

"You're the old ruffian who gave people their lives!"

The two old hooligans scolded the street face to face, and the three juniors hurriedly protected the freshly made "Bamboo and Stone" on the table, so as not to cause hooligans to fight and harm the gods.

The two old hooligans scolded each other for ten minutes, and finally their mouths were dry and their throats were smoking.

Feng Zhizhi swallowed his saliva, raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Hai: "Okay...... Yes...... Zhang Hai, I can see through you, you wait, next year when you have your birthday, see me give you a set of ancient funeral utensils to celebrate your happy birthday! ”

The three juniors sweated, and scolded in their hearts: The old man is too insidious!

Zhang Hai licked his dry lips and smiled: "Okay!" Your things are all antiques, and I want the funeral utensils too, and it will cost a lot of money to sell them! ”

"Old man, you are too strong!" Shangguan can wipe the white hair and sweat on his head, these two old men's realms are too high, he sighs to himself.

Zhang Tingting finally couldn't help it, and shouted angrily: "Grandpa! Grandpa Feng! What the hell are you doing! ”

"Uh......" The two old men turned their heads together, and saw Zhang Tingting with an angry face, with an embarrassed look on her face.

Zhang Hai coughed dryly: "Tingting, it's none of Grandpa's business!" It's this old guy who has to quarrel with me. ”

"Humph! If it weren't for the fact that you don't have enough friends, I can quarrel with you? ”

"You ......"

Seeing that the two old goods were going to quarrel again, Zhang Tingting had a headache: "Okay! Stop arguing! ”

In the end, it is Zhang Hai's most beloved granddaughter, as soon as Zhang Tingting spoke, Zhang Hai was the first to withdraw from the fight, and when he saw his granddaughter's angry face flushing, he hurriedly accompanied the smiling face: "Tingting, don't be angry, grandpa won't quarrel with this old guy." ”

"Humph! I would like to return the original words! Feng Zhizhi also knew that it was useless to quarrel, so he turned his head to look at "Bamboo and Stone" that was protected by Shangguan in the corner of the table, his eyes were shining, and he smiled: "Shangguan child, I think it's too wasteful for you to give this painting to this old guy, why don't you sell it to me?" I'll give a million! ”

"How far away you are from dying!" Zhang Hai was really angry this time, and immediately ran to protect the painting: "One million want to buy this painting with a soul?" Even if you take Wu Daozi's real handiwork, you won't change it! ”

"Did I tell you? This is painted by Shangguan's children, I am talking to the main owner about the transaction, what does it matter to you? Feng Zhizhi said angrily.

"Why is it none of my business? This painting is a birthday gift from this kid, the gift has been given, it has nothing to do with this kid, I tell you Lao Feng! You're going to die that heart! In the future, this painting will be the heirloom of our Zhang family, unless my Zhang family falls, otherwise no one will want to touch it! Zhang Hai was violent, and his brain was hot, and he made this "Bamboo and Stone" a family heirloom...... Brother's painting has reached this level? Shangguan Nengren's head was a little dizzy, not only him, but Zhang Tingting and Zhang Ranran were also dumbfounded.

"Grandpa, do you really want this painting to be a family heirloom?" Zhang Ranran's jaw was about to drop.

"Is that fake?" Zhang Hai snorted coldly: "You all listen well, in the future, this "Bamboo and Stone" will be the heirloom of the Zhang family, and in the future, unless the descendants of the Zhang family are poor and have nothing to eat, they are not allowed to sell it!" ”

The crowd was really shocked.

After a long time, Zhang Ranran's eyes rolled, and he hugged Shangguan's arm with a smile on his face, his face was slightly red, and he said coquettishly: "Brother Shangguan, you say, am I beautiful?" ”

"Uh......" The snort was so disgusting, and there was a chill behind Shangguan's capable people, although he knew that this little Lori didn't hold back a good idea, but he didn't say anything against his heart, and nodded: "Beautiful." ”

"Hee-hee-hee......" Zhang Ranran confidently straightened his already large-scale chest, and smiled shyly: "Then will I marry you in the future?" ”

Click--everyone was petrified on the spot.

Zhang Tingting pointed at Zhang Ranran, and her whole body trembled: "You...... You...... You...... What nonsense are you talking about!? ”

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Zhang Ranran hugged Shangguan's arm tightly and said: "Brother Shangguan is very tall, not bad, has a good personality, can fish, can paint, and even grandpa will use the paintings as heirlooms, if I have such a husband, I won't have to worry about food and clothing in the future!" Hehe, Brother Shangguan, in the future, you will feed me and buy me LV and Hermes, okay? ”

"Uh...... "Shangguan's brain hurts hard, and he rubs his temples: "I'm ...... I already have a girlfriend. ”

"What!?" This sound was actually made by Zhang Hai, and his loud voice startled everyone.

Old! Shangguan scolded secretly in his heart.

Zhang Hai rushed to the competent person with great momentum, lifted the collar of the competent person with both hands, and his eyes widened angrily: "Boy! You say you have a girlfriend? ”

Although Shangguan can kick the old guy away with one kick, this is Zhang Tingting's grandfather, and he lowered his head in admittance: "Uh...... Be. ”

Zhang Hai's eyes were on fire, and he kept glaring at the eyes of the competent person, and the competent person's eyes were wandering, and he wanted to seek Zhang Tingting's rescue, but at this moment Zhang Tingting was still confused! Didn't see it at all.

"Boy!" Zhang Hai grinned, revealing Sensen's white teeth, and sneered: "I'll give you a way......"

"One...... A road? "Shangguan people are dumbfounded, when others threaten people, they all say to give you two roads or three roads, four roads or something, this old guy is even more desperate, he actually only gives one, isn't that no way to choose?

"What...... What way? "For this old rascal, the Shangguan capable person wants to probe the wind first.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Zhang Hai smiled like an owl in a dark night graveyard, and it sounded so infiltrating.

"Boy, this is a bright road." Zhang Hai said with a smile: "Break up with your girlfriend immediately, and then my two granddaughters, you can choose one to be your girlfriend, and you will be the son-in-law of our Zhang family in the future." ”

"What ......" × 3 functional people, Zhang Tingting, and Zhang Ranran were all stunned.

Zhang Tingting was embarrassed and angry: "Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about!?" ”

Zhang Ranran looked dissatisfied: "Grandpa, why did you mix my sister in, just let Brother Shangguan marry me!" ”

Zhang Tingting said angrily: "Shut up! ”

"Humph! Just know to bully me. In the face of Zhang Tingting's obscenity, Zhang Ranran could only mumble.

(To be continued)