Chapter 55: The Painter
When the general will be selected after the three people have been decided.
Meng Fei and Xu Chang each recommended a person.
Meng Fei recommended a swarthy young man, according to Meng Fei, this young man had learned kung fu, although he was not as powerful as Meng Fei, but he was also a rare master.
Xu Chang recommended a bow and arrow master who pierced through Yang in a hundred steps.
Xu Chang said to Ye Youhuan: "General, this bow master under me is called Wang Sheng, his bow and arrow are a must, and this meeting should be able to help you." ”
After saying that, he asked Wang Sheng to show off his bow skills.
Meng Fei was not to be outdone, and let the black and strong young man he introduced take the weapon.
The young man first showed off his martial arts.
His martial arts are indeed good, but they are far from what Ye Youhuan expected.
Look at that one-eyed dragon king sheng to show archery.
"Bang Bang Bang—"
He shot three arrows in the room, each hitting the wall.
No one could figure out his intentions until he pulled the arrow off the wall.
Only then did everyone see that each of his arrows killed a small insect with precision.
Ye Youhuan's eyes lit up, and he thought: "This person's bow technique is really powerful, I really envy him for being able to shoot so accurately." ”
Ye Youhuan admired Wang Sheng's bowing skills, so he gave Wang Sheng a place to participate in the meeting.
As for the young man Meng Fei chosen, Ye Youhuan did not choose him.
Although his strength is not bad, Ye Youhuan gave this place to Zhong Ling.
Even if Zhong Ling does not change his true body, his strength is not something that ordinary people can compete with, just talking about the strength, the Li He who used a few hundred catties of sledgehammer recommended by Zhao Liang is not as strong as Zhong Ling.
In the end, with the addition of Zhong Ling and the archer Wang Sheng, the candidates who will be selected will be decided.
Among them are Ye Youhuan, Zhong Ling, Meng Fei, Li He, and Wang Sheng.
That night, Ye Youhuan didn't sleep all night.
This is the first time he will meet.
Almost every meeting will be spread.
Ye Youhuan felt that if he was defeated on such an occasion, then everyone would think that he was a loser.
Ye Youhuan would never allow such a thing to happen, so he cheered himself up in his heart again and again.
Wait until the next morning.
Ye Youhuan and the others rode out of the city gate.
He and Zhong Ling walked in front, followed by the other three.
"Big cousin, do you have a better voice?" Zhong Ling asked.
Ye Youhuan looked bitter and shook his head.
"What will I do then, shall I negotiate with the other party?" Zhong Ling asked.
Ye Youhuan gestured his fist, meaning: "If there is anything to negotiate, just hit it directly." ”
In order not to affect the generals, a large area of land was vacated on the battlefield.
The armies of the two sides looked at each other from a distance.
There were also five people on the opposite side.
The four of them rode horses, and the child-like Jiazha Xuanshi rode a donkey.
In addition to the will of both sides.
Ye Youhuan found that there was a third party near the battlefield.
On the side of the battlefield, a middle-aged man in strange clothes sat on a chair, and there were four bodyguards by his side.
The man's clothes were black, white and white, like a landscape painting with splashed ink.
And in front of him, there was a drawing board.
There is also a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the side.
In this way, this man is a painter, and he has to paint on this battlefield.
Ye Youhuan was puzzled: "This person is here to paint?" ”
He gestured to the painter to see if anyone behind him knew about him.
One-eyed Wang Sheng introduced: "That is the painter invited by the Liangren, and the wonderful picture in the record will be recorded, when we invaded our Yan Kingdom before, there were many wars with this painter. ”
After Ye Youhuan heard Wang Sheng's introduction, his spirits perked.
He immediately straightened his waist and thought to himself, "There are even people who specialize in painting this battle, and when I fight, I must be handsome in my posture!" ”
As the generals of the two sides got closer and closer, no one paid attention to the painter anymore.
Apart from......
Except for Ye Youhuan.
Ye Youhuan actually rode a horse and ran in front of the painter and stopped a few meters away.
He held his head high on the horse, put on a sassy and heroic posture, and motioned to the painter to draw himself well.
Jiazha Xuanshi on the opposite side was taken aback by Ye Youhuan's behavior, and after scolding a despicable sentence in his heart, he also rode a donkey and trotted all the way to the painter.
He also made a gesture and motioned for the artist to draw him carefully.
For the first time, a "......" artist encountered such a situation.
"Just fight normally, and I'll record the wonderful pictures of the battle." The artist had no intention of painting the two of them.
"Uh-huh...... Uh-huh......"
Ye Youhuan was losing his voice, and he could only use his hands to gesture if he wanted to say anything, he pointed to his face for a while, meaning to let the painter paint his beautiful face.
The Jiazha Xuanshi on the opposite side was also not to be outdone, gesturing with his hand on his face.
The "......" painter was silent after watching the two people compare and draw.
He could probably guess what the two were thinking.
But I paint battle scenes, which is a personal portrait?
The three of them stared at each other for about two minutes of silence, and the painter became impatient: "Do you have to make it clear, I am a painter, not a portrait, and I will never give you ......."
The painter was only halfway through his words when he suddenly felt a black shadow smash at him.
Got a hidden weapon?
The painter wanted to hide, but it was too late, and the black shadow smashed directly into his head.
"Smack-"
It's not a hidden weapon.
Although the dark shadow was heavy, it didn't look like a hidden weapon.
The shadow hit the painter's forehead and fell into his arms.
The painter looked down and found that it was a money bag that had fallen into his arms.
Looking up, Ye Youhuan smiled, looking like I understand you.
"I want to ...... this little bit of money Uh......" The painter angrily opened the money bag, and when he saw that it was not silver but gold, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, I'll make an exception and draw a portrait of you." ”
"Hehe-hey-" Ye Youhuan was quite proud and posed on the horse.
"What about you?" After getting a bag of gold, the painter tasted the sweetness, hoping to earn some more money from Master Jiazha.
"......" Jiazha Xuanshi anxiously groped on his body for a while, and after groping for a long time, he didn't come up with anything, he spread his hands with a sad face.
"Then I'll just paint this adult alone." The painter didn't intend to pay attention to the Jiazha Xuanshi.
Jiazha Xuanshi, like Ye Youhuan, lost his voice, and he couldn't speak, so he could only clasp his fists with both hands and give frequent salutes, hoping that the painter could open up the net.
"No money, interview." The painter didn't plan to pay any more attention to Jiazha Xuanshi.
Jiazha Xuanshi's emotions became agitated, he angrily pointed at the army in the distance, and then made a gesture of wiping his neck, the meaning of threat is self-evident.
“……”
The artist was very angry, but he was helpless.
No matter how powerful the bodyguards around him are, can they still be the opponents of tens of thousands of troops?