The sky was bright, it rained last night, and today's green leaves are covered with water droplets. When the sun shines, it is crystal clear and unusually dazzling.

In the yard, a begonia already has buds, and a tall pear tree branch hangs a delicate gold-wire cage, in which colorful feathers cry softly.

The Drifting Pavilion is still too noisy, and Yuan Huaisheng is injured again, so he really doesn't want to live, but fortunately, the Xu family has several empty courtyards in Qianhua City, and they can just move in.

Mo Yanxi held a white jade painting scroll in his hand, standing back and forth at the door, not daring to enter the courtyard.

The sun was getting brighter and brighter, and a red agate lotus pendant was shining in her hair bun.

"Miss Mo, my master called you in."

After a while, Muraichi opened the curtain and shouted.

Mo Yanxi paused, and then entered the room with the scroll.

The room was still burning purple sandalwood, separated by a screen in the middle. However, a figure can still be faintly seen dressing.

Mo Yanxi hurriedly lowered his head and waited obediently.

"Early in the morning, what are you doing?"

Yuan Huaisheng had just woken up, and he was talking lazily, but he didn't hear disgust and reluctance.

Mo Yanxi stood in place for a long time before he spoke: "I'm here to send you paintings." ”

"Painting? I'm curious to know which of your paintings will make you run over early in the morning and be willing to stand at the door for an hour. ”

As he spoke, Yuan Huaisheng straightened his sleeves and walked out from behind the screen.

The Shengluo Conference was only two days ago, because Yuan Huaisheng was alert, and the reinforcements just arrived, they successfully descended the mountain and survived.

The wounds on his body that day were horrible, his back was oozing blood, and his face was as pale as paper. This is the first time Mo Yanxi has seen Yuan Huaisheng injured, but even in such a desperate situation, she has never seen Yuan Huaisheng's eyes dim.

Afterwards, Mo Yanxi thought about it for a long time, and maybe he still had a way out. For people like him, if they just get out on their own, there is no difficulty.

"It's not a famous person, it's... I drew it myself. ”

Mo Yanxi said, his face was already red, and he looked like a pink peach, which was particularly gratifying.

Muraichi made tea for the two of them and withdrew. Yuan Huaisheng sat on the soft couch and said with a smile: "You painted it?" Why did you show me what you painted? ”

Mo Yanxi lowered his head even lower: "This painting can't be completely painted by me, it is a copy of the "Viewing the Sea Map" of Li Chunshui and Li of the previous dynasty, but the original trace is in Linyuan City, I want you to take a look at it first, if you like it, when you go back, I will personally send the original trace to you." ”

Yuan Huaisheng was silent, but there were spring waves in his eyes, and he already understood the meaning of Mo Yanxi's move.

"Go open the window, it's brighter, and you can see it clearly."

Seeing Yuan Huaisheng agree, Mo Yanxi was overjoyed, put the painting on the table, and immediately stepped forward, knelt on the other side of the soft couch, and pushed open the window. The brilliant and bright outside the house, full of vitality, immediately appeared in front of him, and the warm light shone straight in and shone into Yuan Huaisheng's eyes.

Mo Yanxi turned his head to look, the light fell on his body, face, and then climbed up to his eyebrows, through the crown of white jade hair, dyed in the green silk.

Today he is wearing a dark brocade robe embroidered with begonias, and he is unusually tall and handsome.

Under the sun, the usual coldness has been subdued a little, and the handsome face looks a little more elegant. I had just drunk tea, and my thin lips were moist, as if they were glowing.

The breeze outside the house floats, and the green silk moves around, which is a little unreal. Mo Yanxi was stunned for a moment. It wasn't until Yuan Huaisheng looked at the table impatiently that he reacted, quickly jumped down from the soft couch, and stood up obediently.

"It's not that I was frightened two days ago, and I haven't recovered today."

Mo Yanxi shook his head.

Yuan Huaisheng raised his eyebrows, and his painting style changed: "That is, it is born stupid and sluggish, hopeless." ”

“…………”

Mo Yanxi took a deep breath, suppressed the desire to retort, and said with a smile: "I just had a numb leg just now, so I stayed a little longer." Let the ninth master see the joke. ”

Yuan Huaisheng snorted coldly and touched the edge of the white jade scroll: "Even so, then sit down, don't go back with a limp, let others see it, and think I bullied you." ”

The picture scroll slowly spread out at Yuan Huaisheng's slender fingertips: "Li is good at painting moving scenes, and the scenery is the best in the world." This "Viewing the Sea Chart" can be regarded as his old man's work in his later years. The things in the pen are clear and spiritual, and they contain the Tao of heaven and earth, which is deep and far-reaching, and has an endless aftertaste. His paintings are not the charm that ordinary people can copy. ”

In the picture scroll on the table, near is Gao Lei's old city wall, in the distance is the endless green mountains, the glow of the sky is dazzling, and a round of red sun is standing in the sky. I don't know if it's the sunrise or the sunset. The sea in the center turned red in the sun's rays, the waves were turbulent, crashing against the reef, and the rolling waves were churning in the sea.

The eyes of the two eagles soaring in the air were also dyed red, and they were extremely sharp. In the middle of the wide and uneven sea, there is a small boat rocking in it, and it may be overturned at any time.

Yuan Huaisheng looked at it, his eyes showing admiration. I couldn't help asking: "Wonderful and abnormal, ingenious, do you know when this painting was made by Li everyone?" ”

Mo Yanxi shook her head, this painting was given to the old lady of the Gao family in Linyuan City to get drunk for ten miles, as for the Li family, she only knew that it was a big man a hundred years ago, known as one of the "Three Great Painting Saints". The landscapes he painted were varied, but no one had ever seen him draw figures.

"Half a hundred years ago, on the 80th birthday of Li Gong, everyone drank and had fun, but among the guests, a young man came, who was from the seaside. Towards the sea, no one knows where it is. When the boy traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, when he talked about his hometown, he only said that the world was the same color, the spring was green and the winter was white and the evening was red, and the fog in the rain was like ink. The wind and clouds rise to the sky, and the lone lamp holds the sails of the ferry. Li Gong was drunk, his eyes were heavy, and he went back to the study alone, and with a wave of the wolf, there was this masterpiece. ”

Yuan Huaisheng was talking, and shook his head again: "But the next day, Li Gong sobered up and asked about the young man's whereabouts, and everyone in the house shook their heads in confusion. Later, after inquiring for a long time, I realized that it was just a dream yesterday, a young man is a dream, and Chaohai is a dream. It's just that an unknown swordsman came last night, and when he danced the sword to help the fun, he sent Li Gong to sleep. Everything is a dream. But he created a painting of heaven and earth. ”

Mo Yanxi listened attentively, his thoughts had already arrived on that day, the drums in the house were blowing, the bright moon in the sky was in the sky, everyone was drunk, and a swordsman with a hat rose to dance the sword. The sword flower bloomed wantonly, as natural as flowing water, Li Gong sat on the high platform, listening to the sound of the sword, and fell into a dream towards the sea. The surging waves rose and fell, and among them was a small boat with a lone lamp and an old man sitting firmly in it.

"It's just a fictitious thing, but when you put your emotions on it, it becomes true. Chaohai has become true in the hearts of everyone Li, and he has no regrets in this life. ”

Yuan Huaisheng said, touched the scroll, this painting is very meticulously copied, and even every wave is vivid, not the slightest difference. But there is a trace of the heroic emptiness of the world.

"Go and get the pen and ink from my desk."

Yuan Huaisheng said, pulled up his cuffs, Mo Yanxi hurriedly went to the desk to take a wolf hair commonly used by Yuan Huaisheng, and brought a plate of Songshan ink, very consciously for Yuan Huaisheng to study ink.

"The wind comes and the clouds gather, the slanting sun shines on the water, the yin and yang do not cut, the realm of chaos. The cross-border lights are rocking the yellow boat, and the white rain is moving. The turbidity waves turn the world upside down, and the martial arts sect is not seen far and near. ”

Yuan Huaisheng pinched the pen and swayed it, and a few lines of small characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing jumped on the paper. The aroma of pine leaves is emanated.

"There are paintings but no words, and its rhyme is not good. Now that it's complete, you might as well keep it for yourself. ”

After the words fell, Mo Yanxi pursed his lips: "The ninth master can't look down on this painting?" It's Yan Xi's roughness in painting, and in the future, he will practice hard and improve even more. ”

Yuan Huaisheng shook his head: "Since I have the original trace, I still have to do this." I'll leave you a thought. ”

Mo Yanxi was naturally willing, stood on tiptoe and leaned forward, seeing that this poem was heroic and majestic, but had no head or tail, he couldn't help asking: "Ninth Master, this poem has no title and no words, but have you forgotten?" ”

"Let's just forget about it." Yuan Huaisheng said, as if he remembered something, and smiled: "By the way, from tomorrow early, let's go and see the white water out of the dragon, we can't see it in the sea, this white water is always there." ”

Mo Yanxi looked confused, but looking at Yuan Huaisheng's tired look, he knew that he couldn't speak, so he got up and said goodbye.

When he returned to the courtyard where he lived, Mo Yanxi smelled a refreshing sweet fragrance of tea.

Looking inside, everyone was sitting in the courtyard and didn't know what to see.

Mo Yanxi stepped forward and saw a plate of green tea cakes, pinched a piece before saying, "What do you look at, no one has tasted such a delicious snack." ”

When everyone heard this, they reacted, you and I will divide the dim sum.

Everyone gave up their positions, and Mo Yanxi saw a piece of red tassel in the brocade box on the other half of the table, which was won by the wind fan, and when he got it back, Mo Yanxi sent someone to send it directly, but he didn't expect to be here again at this moment.

Nan Ke finished eating the snack and said with a smile: "Miss, you must not have imagined that the thing given by the dignified Holy Fall Conference is actually a fake stone." It seems that this Tao Zhiran is not an honest person. ”

Mo Yanxi listened, a trace of surprise flashed in his pupils, this Holy Fall Conference is a grand event in the martial arts, if Tao Zhiran sends a fake red tassel stone, it is impossible for no one to find out.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yanxi frowned: "Maybe it was true when I sent it, but I was replaced by the civet cat for the prince halfway, Tao Zhiran is also the head of a sect no matter what he says, and he has always done things above board, he can't do such a thing, but the person who can snatch things from the hands of the Three Poisons Sect is afraid that there is no good fruit to eat." ”