Chapter 183: A Strange Painting (3)

"Achen, how are you ...... Hey! ”

Ordinary people know that paintings can't touch water, and Zhao Qirui couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Chu Chen actually poured a whole bottle of mineral water on the painting scroll. But before he could ask Chu Chen what was going on, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Because the size of this painting is relatively large, a bottle of water alone obviously cannot take into account every corner of the picture, the key is that the painting paper does not know what it is made of, it is actually waterproof, and because the painting scroll at this time is spread on the table, some water will roll down from the painting scroll to the ground, therefore, there are only some traces of water on the painting scroll at this time.

However, it is the place where there are traces of water in this part that can already show the magic of this painting. I saw that the waves, which were originally imposing, actually surged slowly, and the waves rolled slightly, constantly slapping towards Chu Chen and them, making them feel as if they were on the beach.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap outside, and then the wind and rain began to mix outside, affected by it, at this time, the waves on the picture scroll slowly began to churn as if they were boiling the pot, zuihou turned into stormy waves, and piles began to rush towards Chu Chen and them, that kind of immersive feeling, frightened Chu Chen They involuntarily took a few steps back.

When they realized that what was in front of them was just a painting, they couldn't help but smile at each other, but immediately turned their attention to the scroll.

Then the heaps of surging waves, with a silent loud noise, struck the reef above the scroll, and then scattered in all directions, and the water broke as high as the sky. Then it was scattered into the sea in an earth-shattering way.

Before Chu Chen could react from this shocking picture, another layer of huge waves slapped over. It's really a splattering of pearls and jade, like a galloping horse. In this situation, Chu Chen who watched them was full of blood and passion.

The thundershower came violently and went quickly, and after a while, the sun was shining outside again, of course, Chu Chen's attention was now on this painting, and they didn't have time to pay attention to the weather outside. However, what they find incredible is that the turbulent waves in the painting are slowly beginning to weaken, and Zuihou is calm.

This made Chu Chen and the others a little uncomfortable for a while, why was the earth-shattering scene just now gone? But then, another incredible scene unfolded in front of them, only to see that in the originally empty sky, a round of red sun slowly appeared.

And that's not the most amazing place, the most amazing thing is. This round of red sun would really emit a golden light like the sun in the sky, which couldn't help but make Chu Chen and them stunned, which was really too bizarre. It's amazing! Could it be that the painting in front of him is a fairy treasure?

And Chu Chen and the others were also surprised to find that this round of the sun. It will slowly move to the west like the real sun. But now Chu Chen and the others have been numb by all kinds of abnormalities, and now even if an immortal comes out of the painting. They won't be fussing anymore.

Of course, in reality, there will definitely be no immortals coming out of the painting, and the red sun suddenly disappeared, which made Zhao Qirui couldn't help but be shocked: "What's wrong?" Well, haode how suddenly the sun is gone. ”

Chu Chen was startled at first, and then said with a smile: "Uncle, there is no water in the back, of course there will be no display." ”

"Ahh

Zhao Qirui saw that it was still the case, and hurriedly wanted to go out and ask the waiter for another bottle of water, but Chu Chen hurriedly stopped: "Uncle, it's too troublesome to do this, and it's not enjoyable, it's better to put it in a larger basin or bathtub, let's eat first." ”

Zhao Qirui thought about it too, and hurriedly urged the waiter to hurry up and serve the food. In fact, there is no need for him to urge, the waiter is already a little impatient to wait, no way, who made them be attracted by this magical painting just now?

To say that the dishes here taste actually not bad, but Chu Chen and the others have already focused all their attention on the painting, and they want to go back to appreciate the painting as soon as possible, so they are absent-minded about this meal, and after they ate it hastily, they set off quickly.

Chu Chen's current place is too small, and it is somewhat inconvenient to appreciate it, so Ah Chao drove directly to Zhao Qirui's home.

"Achen, this painting is really amazing, the smoke box before is already very amazing, compared to this painting, it is a small thing!" Zhao Qirui remembered the strange scene he had seen before, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Chu Chen smiled, of course these two things can't be compared, although the smoker box is magical, it can still be explained clearly with the current science, and this painting is a real miracle, no! It's already a fairy method.

Zhao Qirui then shook his head and sighed: "I don't know how the brains of the ancients grew, such magical paintings are all painted, are those legends about Wu Daozi true?" Speaking of Zuihou, his eyes were full of questions.

Chu Chen also knew a few legends about Wu Daozi, and now this painting also reminded him of two rumors about Wu Daozi.

I think that at the beginning, when Wu Daozi was still a teenager, he learned to paint with a Zen master in Berlin Temple, and later when he became an artist, Wu Daozi took a group of monks to watch the "River and Sea Rushing Map" he painted, when he opened the door of the apse gently, he saw that the waves were turbulent, and he was rushing towards him!

This scene suddenly made a monk exclaim loudly: "Oh no, Tianhe has spoken!" "The monks are even more frightened that you squeeze me and run for your life.

The scene of Nu Tao hitting the stone that Chu Chen and the others saw just now should be related to this story, and that red sun reminded him of another legend of Wu Daozi.

It is rumored that one evening, when Wu Daozi returned from watching the scenery of Lidui Mountain in Xinzheng Province, he passed by the side of a thatched house and heard the sound of spinning cotton from inside, but he could not see any lights coming from the house. This made him feel very strange, but seeing that it was getting late, it was too convenient to disturb others, so he planned to come back tomorrow to find out.

So the next day, Wu Daozi came to the thatched house early, called the door, but saw a white-haired old woman walk out. When the old woman heard that the person in front of her was actually Wu Daozi, she immediately welcomed him into the house excitedly and served him tea.

Wu Daozi looked at the appearance of the four walls of the house, and immediately felt a little sad, and after taking the tea, he asked: "This old lady, why are you the only one in the house?" ”

The old woman said sadly: "My husband died early, my son died of illness a few years ago, and I am left with a lonely old woman, who makes do by spinning cotton and selling thread."

Wu Daozi understood as soon as he heard it, her house weishenme didn't light up at night, so he painted a picture for the old woman, and told her to let her stick it in the house, and when it was night, she would know what it was, and Zuihou told her not to tell anyone about it.

The old woman was very happy to take the painting, and then An Wu Daozi said that the method was pasted. When it was dark, the old woman was surprised to find that the painting was a blue sky, with countless stars shining on it, and a round moon illuminating the house as bright as day. This made her excited at the same time, and she respected Wu Daozi even more like a god......

At this time, Zhao Qirui shook his head and sighed: "I really can't figure it out!" ”

"Uncle, I know that there is something that shines when it touches water like it did just now." Chu Chen said with a smile.

"Oh! Hurry up and talk about it! Zhao Qirui said excitedly.

Chu Chen smiled and said: "This is also what I see from Duan Cheng's "Youyang Miscellaneous", which records that during the Jin Dynasty, a neighboring country presented a kind of bryophyte called vine moss to the palace. This grass is as golden as gold, like countless glowing fireflies gathered together, and its body is like an egg. If you throw it into the water, it spreads over the waves and the light it emits is dazzling. Therefore, it is also called "noctilucent moss". ”

"Uncle, I don't know if you noticed it just now, but in the first half of this painting, there are many small golden dots of very light color, some large and some small, I wonder if this is painted with ink made of this thing called manjin moss."

After listening to Chu Chen's explanation, Zhao Qirui thought for a while and said, "Ah Chen, I did see the golden dots you said, but what kind of book is "Youyang Miscellaneous" you said?" How I hadn't heard of it before. ”

Chu Chen scratched his head and said: "This book, according to the author's self-order, is said to be a novel that belongs to the category of monsters, but in terms of content, it is indeed very complicated, with natural phenomena, literary allusions, social sentiments, real estate resources, plants, trees, insects and fish, prescription medicine, Buddhist stories, Chinese and foreign cultures, product exchanges, etc., which can be said to be varied, all-encompassing, and has high historical value. ”

"So, what kind of golden moss shouldn't be real?"

Chu Chen spread his hands and said, "It's really not true, I don't know, but now I only think of this kind of thing, which can have that effect." ”

Zhao Qirui smiled when he heard this: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, anyway, as long as there is a record in the book, otherwise I will really think that there are immortals in this shijie." ”

Chu Chen smiled when he heard this, he didn't know if there were immortals now, but in the past, it was likely that there were immortals, otherwise he would have a special ability?

Of course, this is not necessarily, because the human body is really amazing, and it contains countless treasures, and maybe his current ability is because of the stimulation of a substance, which stimulates a certain function that exists in the original body.

"But it's okay to talk about the sun shining, but how does this painting change according to the weather and the season?" Zhao Qirui was puzzled again. (To be continued......)