Chapter Twenty-Six: The Devil Descends the Mountain and the Bodhisattva Leads the Way

A bowl of soup powder was in his stomach, Luo Chiyuan didn't pay attention to the image at all, looked up to the sky and exhaled, and praised: "It's great to be alive, you can eat all the time." ”

The soup powder didn't have much appetite for the forest, so he only tasted it and stopped moving, just eating the shortbread one after another. After the meal, the two of them resigned to Luo Xian. Before leaving, Na Luo Xian stared straight at Luo Chiyuan, and there was a bit of greed in his expression. Luo Chiyuan didn't notice it, and Jian Lin saw everything in his eyes. She sensed that the trace of resentment fluctuated slightly again, a halo flashed in her dark pupils, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she said in her heart: "I see, you like her heart, and even think about some dirty things all the time." ”

Originally, young people, fair ladies, and gentlemen are really human nature. And the reason for the resentment is that Luo Xian alone has such a mind, but Luo Chiyuan does not. Taking a step back, it is understandable to have such thoughts, but Na Luo Xian, along with those "don't think about it" things, has been integrated into his fantasy for many years. In this way, Na Luo Chi Yuan began to be lustful when he was a child, which is not appropriate.

Sure enough, all evil and fornication are the first.

But now, Luo Xian has not done anything, just a trace of resentment flickering, which can be regarded as sincere to her.

Leaving an evil smile, the detention forest followed Luo Chiyuan.

I didn't go far, and I arrived at the stall of Nanmen He. The breeze rose, and Nanmenhe's paper album flew to the ground.

"Brother Nanmen, it's a coincidence, I'll help you pick it up."

Nanmen He looked back, and his eyes lit up.

Jian Lin is dressed in a black suit, with light gauze and large sleeves, neat and neat. The posture is upright and the temperament is clean.

"Such a beautiful woman, unworthy of the mortal world!" Nanmen He was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze and said thoughtlessly.

Luo Chiyuan jumped over, stuffed the few paintings he picked up into his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Nanmen, she is my sister, the two of us finally remembered this, and I came to ask you for this painting today." ”

Nanmen He smiled and said, "Sit down, two of you." He lifted his sleeves and pointed to a bench next to the stall and made a "please" gesture.

Luo Chiyuan pulled the boundary, and the two sat down.

Jian Lin was expressionless, sat upright, and had a look of "hurry up and draw, I'll leave after painting" written on his face. Nanmen He turned around and rummaged in the bamboo basket for a long time, and finally took out a picture scroll wrapped in a nanmu box.

Luo Chiyuan looked at it and was happy: "Brother Nanmen, isn't this the most expensive handkerchief?" What else do you call it, Spring Flower? I shouldn't use this for a few copper plates, right? ”

Nanmen He shook his head helplessly, his tone was sincere, and he was very emphasized: "It's Meng Chun, not Chunhua." I really don't have a better picture, your sister's portrait, this picture scroll is not worthy of her. ”

Indeed, in the eyes of the painter, the person or thing that is "beautiful" is the most noble, and there is nothing worthy of it. South Gate congratulatory painting, pity painting, pity painting. I also cherish the things I use for painting, and I sign them when I meet someone I particularly like. His fellow travelers laughed at him for being too dreamy, doing things that were too romantic and strange, and all of them were useless. Outsiders who don't have much friendship feel that he is an unrealistic embroidered pillow, who only knows martial arts and painting, and does not learn and has no skills.

"Girl, choose a look she likes, keep it for half an hour, and try not to move." Nanmen He said eloquently, his face soft.

This one didn't make Bounds resentful in any way, except that he was a mortal.

Whenever Jian Lin showed his true body in front of mortal men, he would have an urge to gouge out their eyes on the spot. That kind of color Mimi's gaze really made her look like she was seeing a rotten maggot, and she wanted to draw a knife when she looked at it again. And this one is different, and there is appreciation in his expression. And he won't stare at her without moving, and when you notice him looking at you, he immediately withdraws his gaze as a sign of respect.

Jian Lin responded lightly, and did not deliberately pose anything, just the original appearance. Luo Chiyuan held his chin with both hands, and said softly: "Sister, everything looks good, Brother Nanmen, you can just draw it." ”

Nanmen He had a smile on his face, the ink had been ground, and he knocked the water on the ink stone and put it back in the wooden box. He spread out the scroll, the back of his hand gently smoothing out the subtle folds. The bottom of this painting is made of fine silk, the color is soft, and it is really of the highest quality. Then I took another brush and dipped it in the mixed glue water and brushed it back and forth. He put it on a blank piece of paper on the table next to him.

After a short time, the scroll was dry, and Luo Xian selected the thinnest pen and began to sketch the lines. The pen in his hand walked the dragon and snake, and the silhouette of a woman on the silk surface was clearly visible. He flipped the silk over and mixed the color as the base, sketched it and then reversed it back to check the color and complete it.

After about half an hour of back and forth, Luo Xian stopped the pen in his hand. A circle of men, women and children clapped their hands in unison, and of course, there were also those who couldn't say well: "It's really a god, it's a real picture!" ”

"It's the beauty of this girl's birth, but if there is a little resemblance, it's amazing!"

"Didn't this girl just come out of this painting and sit there!"

"It's amazing, it's really suited!"

"What's the use of drawing no matter how good it is? Not doing ...... business"

Noisy and noisy, Luo Chiyuan woke up from his dream: "Painting...... Finished drawing? Wow, that's a lot of people! ”

The girl is asleep......

I already hate mortals, and this is just a bunch of them.

The willow eyebrows raised slightly, and his fingers tapped on the table, and a circle of blue mist shattered into a breeze that blew through the crowd. Immediately, the group of people scattered as if they had received the same holy decree.

Nanmen He didn't care about this group of people, he didn't even raise his eyes, but repeatedly observed the silk painting and the expressionless forest.

"Oh my God, Brother Nanmen really deserves to be Brother Nanmen, the painting is so good, my God, I can't find the words to praise you!" Luo Chiyuan said with a smile.

Jian Lin glanced at the painting, there was no turmoil in his heart, and said lightly: "Chi Yuan, the painting is finished, let's go." ”

Luo Chiyuan: "Sister, wait for me." ”

She took out six coins of silver from her money bag and put it on the case: "Brother Nanmen, it's about this price, right?" ”

Nanmen He was surprised: "The crazy girl is really rich now?" ”

Luo Chiyuan: "This is what my sister lent me, and I will ...... Anyway, it won't be long before I can earn it back. ”

It won't take long, about half a year.

Nanmen He didn't shirk either, and said humorously: "Good, good, good!" I'm not polite to you, but I've always been a merciful person. If you are tired of eating tree bark in the second half of the year, come to me to borrow money, not much, with an interest of five percent. ”

Luo Chiyuan rolled his eyes at him, and said to Jian Lin with a smile: "Okay sister, let's go." ”

The two got up, and Nanmen He hurriedly stopped: "The girl stays." Then he picked up the paper with the same outline on the table, and continued: "This painting was just printed, and the outline is the appearance of a girl. For the first time in my life, I have painted such a satisfactory portrait, and I wonder if this base painting can be left behind? ”

A few girls shouted like this, and Luo Chiyuan remembered that before the two of them were introduced to each other, he said, "Oops, I forgot again." Sister, this is Nanmen He, Nanmen brother. He turned his head again and said, "This is my sister, a wild man, and she is called the forest." ”

The two bowed their heads.

Luo Chiyuan didn't dislike this person in the first place, but now that he is polite, he even asks for his consent to leave a base painting, and he can't have bad feelings towards him. Then he said lightly: "Sir, let's keep it." After a pause, he said, "It's best not to show this painting in front of people." ”

Needless to say, she just doesn't want more people to see her true face. Although the self in this painting is still missing, missing that tooth.

Nanmen He said: "This is nature, the girl is a woman from a good family, how can the portrait be read at will, just feel at ease." ”

Farewell to the South Gate, it was already noon, the warm sun was scorching, and the pedestrians were sweating. Luo Chiyuan said: "Sister, are you better injured today?" ”

In fact, her injuries have already been completely healed, and only her cultivation needs to be improved, and she can leave in no more days. But how do you say that? I didn't think about it.

Seeing that she was silent, Luo Chiyuan looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "By the way, sister, how did you do your teeth?" Is it also a trick? It's really completely out of sight. ”

Bound: "Well, a trick. I don't want to be stared at all the time and ask questions. ”

Lies come as soon as she opens her mouth, where people often ask her about her teeth. There have indeed been one or two such mortals, but they have been torn apart on the spot!

For some reason, Luo Chiyuan wanted to be close to Jian Lin, but she was always a little afraid of Jian Lin, but she never showed her murderous image to Luo Chiyuan, maybe her temperament was too cold.

Her eyes rolled and she asked tentatively, "I see that my sister is already well, why don't you have lunch with me today, and then go to your master's place in the afternoon, okay?" ”

Jian Lin wanted to refuse, but when he turned his head, Luo Chiyuan looked expectant. The mouth is slightly pursed, the eyebrows are bent, and the lying silkworm is bulging, which is cute and lovely. This shallow coquettishness is really impossible to refuse, not even the demons.

Gulin: "Yes, okay. ”

Luo Chiyuan almost flew up happily, pulled the detention forest to travel around and buy vegetables and various ingredients, and the two of them walked steadily one by one, returning to Nieyuan Mountain.

The meal was very rich, and he had already made up his mind that he would not come back after this meal. Feel free to take grievances and cultivate the Dharma in the city, just like in the past.

After the meal, Jian Lin straightened his expression and said seriously: "Chi Yuan, the painting is already there, but if someone else comes here, it can't be seen." ”

Luo Chiyuan obediently agreed: "Understood, sister." Sister, if you don't leave now, I don't look at the paintings, just look at you. In the future, if you want to go far away, I will take it out myself and take a sneak peek. ”

Hearing this, Jian Lin smiled lightly and said, "You seem to have told many people that I live with you." But from now on, don't talk to anyone about it. ”

Luo Chiyuan stared at the big eyes and didn't react, he just kept asking himself in his mind: "It's over, is my sister angry?" Can't you say that? What if it's bad? ”

Seeing that she was stunned, Jian Lin said again: "I am a wild Taoist, and I have a lot of enemies, so I don't want to affect you." ”

There is nothing that is not involved, in fact, I am not afraid of 10,000, I am afraid of what if, in case I meet Taoist friends from all walks of life who have no grievances, and I know that I have too many things, which is naturally unfavorable.

As soon as the words came out, Jian Lin felt that something was wrong. Anyway, I won't come in the future, I can't find her head if I don't say it, what are I worried about? Do you really want to come back once in a while as Luo Chiyuan said?

"I see, scared my sister to death, I thought you were angry. Don't worry, I will never talk nonsense in the future. Luo Chiyuan assured with a serious face.

So on that day, this prison forest wandered around collecting grievances and creating resentful spirits, not looking at the time, and did not go back. Day and night alternated, and it was the early morning of the third day. Jian Lin was already familiar with the road in this city, and unconsciously walked to the door of Luo Ji Tang Fen, and remembered that Na Luo appeared with resentment, and thought about whether he could demonize him, so he entered the house.

"This little girl hasn't come to deliver bread for two days, and I don't know if she will come today." A guy in the store said.

Luo Xian's face was sad: "She doesn't know why, when I went to see it yesterday, she just held a painting box and was stunned, and she didn't let me stay longer, and kept driving me down the mountain......"

The idea of collecting the spirits had gradually faded. Phantom and wandering back and forth in the air doing a mental struggle, whether to go to see that annoying girl, or to change another place to continue to improve her cultivation in a chic manner, this seems to be an easy choice.

But at the moment, Jian Lin hesitated.

On the Nieyuan Mountain, the forest floated around, and finally fell in the courtyard with a phantom body.

Quietly, nothing lifeless. On the threshold, Xiangxiang lay there, looking straight into the house. Detention Lin collected the stealth technique and stepped in.