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I saw a creak in the middle of the thatched hut, and an old man with white hair and a ruddy face walked out, Huang Rong was overjoyed when she saw it, and shouted: "Old naughty boy, look who is coming!" ”

This old man with a ruddy and delicate face like a baby is Zhou Botong? Without waiting for Liu Meng to take a closer look, Zhou Botong laughed a few times, then suddenly turned around and quickly returned to the thatched hut. Huang Rong rushed forward and knocked on the door and said, "Old naughty boy, I came here from afar, why did you hide?" Guo Fu also shouted in the back: "Old naughty grandpa, we haven't seen each other for a long time, come out quickly!" ”

Zhou Botong replied in the house: "Don't come out, don't come out!" Even if you don't come out, you won't go out if you kill me! The tone is nonsense, to the point of being like a wayward child, and everyone listens to it.

The thatched hut on the south side suddenly opened, and a person walked out, and said with a smile: "Distinguished guests are coming, there is a loss of welcome, and the old man is not careful in courtesy, forgive me." Everyone turned to see an old monk in a robe. With a solemn face, free and easy manners, and a majesty that has lived in people for a long time, he is one of the five unique martial arts, the master of Nandi Yilan.

is both an acquaintance and an elder, so Huang Rong took everyone to sit in Master Yideng's room first. Speaking of how to be neighbors with the old urchin in this Valley of Hundred Flowers, Master Yideng just smiled and said nothing. Huang Rong was extremely smart, thinking of the old naughty boy's reaction just now, and the black swamp fox hunting that Guo Xiang had talked about, she immediately understood, and said with a smile: "It turns out that she is also here." ”

Yideng and the old urchin, Aunt Ying and the other three live in seclusion here, and there are no servants and disciples to serve, and everything must be taken care of by themselves. Huang Rong and the others are all juniors, and they can't let Yideng pour tea. Liu Meng's eyes were quick, he snatched the teapot on the wooden table, and after asking where the boiling water was, he brought it up.

The stove made of clay is also carved with many small figures, but the technique is rough. Quite immature. Liu Meng filled the pot with water, lit the fire and boiled it, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the funny faces of the little people carved outside the stove, and their expressions were different, especially one of them had crooked eyes and slanted eyes, which was the style of squatting pits, and he couldn't help but be happy.

A gust of wind blew, and suddenly a smug voice sounded behind him: "How is it, the villain here is fun, right?" ”

It's a lot of light work. At this speed, I simply don't have time to adapt. Liu Meng was startled, turned his head, and saw the old naughty boy looking at him with a very proud look, there seemed to be expectation in his eyes, thinking that he wanted the other party to praise him.

"None of these villains have the same expression, and the expressions of their eyebrows and eyes are so interesting, haha, it's so interesting!" Liu Meng knew what kind of person the old urchin was. If you don't hit the snake with the stick, you immediately pointed at the villain, and you were very happy.

The carving of the villain on the stove was made by the old urchin on a whim. After carving, forget about it. This will come out quietly because I want to see Huang Rong and a few people who I haven't seen for many years, and I don't want to meet Liu Meng boiling water in front of the stove to steal fun, so I remembered that it was my masterpiece, so I deliberately came over to hear the praise of this beautiful young man.

An old man and a young man gathered around the fire. pointed to a few villains with particularly strange postures and commented on the funny things. Liu Meng suddenly blessed his soul and picked up a branch. On the ground, Liao Liao drew a portrait of a person with a few strokes, and said with a smile: "Who do you think he looks like?" ”

Zhou Botong saw that this young man's painting style was strange, and he sketched a person's appearance in a few strokes, and couldn't help but be surprised. ”

Liu Meng smiled: "It's Guo Daxia." On the side, he used a branch to write on the side, and drew a portrait of a woman with a beautiful face and a smart and cunning face. This time, without waiting for Liu Meng to ask, Zhou Botong had already shouted: "This is Xiao Huang Rong!" ”

"Yes, it's Aunt Guo." Liu Meng nodded in confirmation, raised his eyes to look at the face of Zhou Botong carefully, grinned, and then sketched a head with a long beard and a childish expression on the ground, and asked, "Who is this?" Zhou Botong looked at this portrait blankly, suddenly shouted, turned his face to Liu Meng and said, "Little brother! Your magic skills are much stronger than the old naughty boy, why don't you teach me? ”

Stick figure portraits, Liu Meng, like many of his classmates, practiced boring in the sad middle school days. Zhou Botong had never seen it before, so he was so happy that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and pestered Liu Meng to teach him to paint.

In the next two or three hours, Huang Rong and other women chatted with Master Yideng and Aunt Ying, while Liu Meng found a pile of river sand outside, spread it on the ground, and carefully taught stick figure drawing with a bald pen tube that Zhou Botong got out of nowhere.

First, the shapes such as circles, squares, barrels, and ladders, and then the lines such as straight lines, curves, and wavy lines, and then Liu Meng taught some simple bottles of fruits, and let Zhou Botong draw them. How do you know that Zhou Botong is innocent by nature, although he has no city, but he has an excellent understanding, and he will paint it like a while after a while.

On the evening of the same day, Huang Rong cooked a few home-cooked dishes by herself, and after everyone had a good meal, the girls rested in Aunt Ying's room, and Liu Meng was dragged by Zhou Botong to his room, so that he could continue to ask for painting skills.

The old urchin Zhou Botong was also a very intelligent man, and he moved the river sand into the room and spread it on the table, so that he could paint under the oil lamp. As the night deepened, Liu Meng taught him a few common ways to draw animals, and he became a little sleepy and yawned heavily.

Zhou Botong was having a good time, how could he let him go to sleep, immediately rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "You paint magically, I don't compare with you, but I have a unique skill, you definitely won't." As he spoke, he took a bald pen in each hand and drew together on the sand, but he drew an egg with his left hand and a banana with his right.

With a smug face, Zhou Bo channeled: "How is it?" Awesome, right? This is the old naughty's exclusive mastery, and there is no semicolon in the world. Liu Meng rubbed his eyes, thinking that he just drew a square with his left hand and a circle with his right hand, what is the magic of dividing his heart into two uses. Immediately took a pen to draw, but could only draw a simple square circle, if you want to draw different items like Zhou Botong, you can't do it.

Seeing that Liu Meng tried there several times but it didn't work, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong was straight and said angrily: "Do you admire?" Do you want to learn? Please, I'll teach you. ”

I'll it! Left and right to fight each other!? The old naughty boy's original stunt! Liu Meng's eyes widened, he didn't even think about it, and immediately clasped his hands into fists and nodded like garlic and said: "Zhou Shenxian, your stunt is too good, teach me!" ”

Zhou Botong's vanity was satisfied, and then he demonstrated the unique skills of each hand with different tricks, and told Liu Meng about his experience. However, people who are not pure in heart cannot cultivate each other, such as the loyal Guo Jing and the simple little dragon girl; Huang Rong also studied together, but with her eccentric and eccentric mind, she couldn't learn it with all her efforts...... (To be continued......)

PS: Well, we'll be writing very seriously in the future