PS: Anyway, finally, the number of clicks is more than the number of words,,Haha,,Proud one

Is Liu Meng's mind pure? Of course not. So, even if you are so anxious that your forehead sweats, it is limited to the point where you draw a square with your left hand and a circle with your right hand.

Seeing that Liu Meng was not formed, Zhou Botong taught for a while and was not interested, and immediately asked Liu Meng to write down the mantra of fighting left and right, and continued to paint by himself. Leaving Liu Meng there to ponder for a while, he finally gave up with a sigh, thinking: It's good to fight left and right, but he is too picky about people's hearts, living in the red dust, who can be pure, selfless and desireless? It seems that the name of the fool's mastery is particularly appropriate.

I obviously got the opportunity, but I couldn't learn it. Liu Meng didn't want to mention how depressed he was, and he sat on the edge of the bed and started to think: the old naughty boy has unfathomable martial arts, and in the later stage of the Condor Heroes, he is already the first in the world worthy of the name, but most of his mastery is peculiar, the same is fighting left and right, the same is Kongming Boxing, and it is not suitable for his own way.

After thinking about it for a long time, it happened that the wick of the oil lamp was burning, and a lantern suddenly exploded, Zhou Botong was concentrating on painting, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind passed, and the wick was cut off.

This is? That's right! Nine Yin True Scripture! Zhou Botong has a full set of Nine Yin True Scriptures! Before the death of the supernatural king Chongyang, the upper and lower volumes of the Nine Yin True Scripture were handed over to Zhou Botong for safekeeping, and later all kinds of strange fate, in the Peach Blossom Island Cave, Zhou Botong induced Guo Jing to practice, and learned the true scriptures with the method of "only reading and not practicing".

The Nine Yin True Scripture is broad and profound, the first volume is easy tendon forging bones, healing chapters, and point points, and the next volume records the Nine Yin Divine Claws, Urging Heart Palms, White Python Whips, Soul Transfer Dafa and other unique learning, any one of which is enough to be proud of the rivers and lakes. If Zhou Botongken teaches himself, even if it is just one of them, he will make a lot of money!

But how do you get him to offer to teach himself? I inadvertently used stick figures in exchange for left and right fighting, so should I continue to work on this?

I racked my brains and thought about it for a while. Liu Meng finally came up with a solution, got up and prepared everything at the moment, and then went back to bed and lay down with his eyes closed, patiently waiting for the plan to be executed after dawn.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Liu Meng got up and saw that the old naughty boy Zhou Botong had fallen asleep for some time, and his snoring was shocking. Immediately tiptoed out of the hut, took the prepared things, ran to the opposite side of the hut, and set up a posture to paint.

A thin plank of flat wood. Placed on a shelf made of two branches, he carried a piece of white rice paper sandwiched on a wooden board, and held a charcoal pen in his hand, and began to sketch the truth against the rising sun.

After a while, after painting the colorful hillside and two thatched huts, Liu Meng squatted on the ground with a charcoal in his hand, waiting for the protagonist in the painting to appear.

Older women are light sleepers. What's more, there are guests here, and Aunt Ying has to be a little earlier than usual this day. Pushing open the door, I saw the young man in blue among the guests squatting on the ground comically, smiling brightly at himself. A neat row of teeth is exposed, shining in the morning sun. Aunt Ying couldn't help but feel in a good mood, and she also smiled in return, and then went to the back stove to burn some dough. I also boiled a pot of vegetable soup, so that with the self-grown melons and fruits, it was a hearty breakfast.

He has gray hair and is dressed simply. Although the face looks terrifying at first glance, the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, which shows that he was also extremely beautiful when he was young. Aunt Ying held a bamboo basket on her arm, came out of the back of the house, and saw that the young man was still squatting there looking at herself stupidly, and couldn't help but cover her mouth with joy, and said in her heart that this child really had some temper with him.

Good! This is the picture!

In an instant, Liu Meng's inspiration came uncontrollably, screamed with joy, turned his head backwards and stood up, and then rushed to the drawing board, sketching with charcoal in his hand again and again.

In the painting, a slender woman stands in the vegetable patch in front of the house, wearing a simple cloth skirt that is clean and fitted, and a vegetable basket hangs on her arm, which contains a few green fruits, peaches, and noodles; The long hair was casually draped behind his shoulders, and the other hand was hiding his face and smiling, setting off the morning glow, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of expressions.

Looking at his masterpiece, Liu Meng was excited. Aunt Ying was a concubine in the palace when she was young, and her temperament and appearance were naturally not bad, but she was distressed that the child died in front of her, so she became terrifying on the lower half of her face. In recent years, the knot has been resolved, and I have to live with Zhou Botong, and I am naturally in a good mood, plus the action of covering my mouth and smiling, is covering the lower half of my face, so the woman in the painting is flawless, and what is revealed is the most beautiful picture.

After staring at the painting for a while, Liu Meng screamed again, and his body rose up and flipped back a few times. The people who had just come out of the hut were amazed.

"Xiaoyanagi, what are you doing?" Guo Fu tried his best to avoid talking to Liu Meng, and he ignored Yan Ping's opening, so Ye Luyan asked first. Liu Meng smiled, pretending to beckon at the women mysteriously, and said, "Look at it yourself." ”

Ye Luyan and Wan Yanping leaned over curiously, and couldn't help but admire when they saw it, and when they realized who was on the painting, they immediately exclaimed. Huang Rong and Cheng Ying were also aroused, and they walked over to watch, and after being surprised, they were all amazed by Aunt Ying in the painting.

It happened that Aunt Ying came to greet everyone for breakfast, and the girls couldn't help but compare it with the painting, and found that except for the slight difference in clothes, the others were really vivid, especially the quiet and happy charm in the painting, which was really in line with the current situation.

The movement of everyone outside naturally couldn't hide Zhou Botong's ears, he had better be lively, and immediately rushed over from the house and shouted: "What's so fun, everyone is so happy?" ”

Seeing Zhou Botong coming over, everyone covered their mouths and laughed, and Huang Rong even pointed to the painting on the wooden board and said: "Old naughty boy, come and see who is in the painting, I don't know if you recognize it." Zhou Botong said strangely: "What's so beautiful about a painting, is it painted by Liu Meng's little brother?" As he spoke, he hurriedly leaned over, looked at it intently, and his expression suddenly froze.

For dozens of breaths, Zhou Botong maintained a posture with his mouth wide open and his eyes round. Everyone was amused at first, but in the end they realized that something seemed to be wrong, so they all looked at the old urchin worriedly.

In the middle of the ring, Zhou Botong's beard trembled, rubbed his eyes, and turned around and left without saying a word. Zhou Botong's speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared after a few takeoffs, and he didn't look back even if Huang Rong shouted behind him.

Belch. Heartless and lungless, like an old naughty boy, will also be stimulated? Needless to say, after seeing this painting, I must have been very excited, and now I should run away and find a place to hide and calm my mind. Whether it's good or bad can only be seen when he returns

Immediately rolled up the painting carefully and put it away, and waited until noon, sure enough, Zhou Botong turned it back. poked his white head out of the door, squeezed his eyebrows at Liu Meng, who was sitting at the table to eat, and beckoned him to go out again and again, amusing everyone present. Huang Rong stopped chopsticks and smiled: "Old naughty boy, what's the matter, don't come in to eat?" ”

Zhou Botong shook his head and muttered, "No...... It's okay, I'll talk to Brother Liumeng. Liu Meng followed him outside, his wrist tightened, he had already grabbed it, and said with a shy face: "Let's go over there, there are many people here, it's not easy to chat." As he spoke, he performed light skills and ran towards the opposite hillside with Liu Meng.

Liu Meng struggled hard, but was dissolved by his soft force, so he had to spread his body and run with him. Zhou Botong said "Huh", turned his head to look, and said in surprise: "Light work is good, wow, let's compare?" Let's see who's coming first. Suddenly, he let go of his hand, waved the sleeves of his robe, and took the lead.

Cheating? Liu Meng was stunned for a moment, and he had been left six or seven steps away, so he could only fight up and catch up. Eight steps to catch the cicada is the fastest way for Liu Meng to run long distances, and it is really faster than a galloping horse with all his strength. Zhou Botong didn't forget to look back to see if Liu Meng had followed, and when he saw it, he screamed loudly and excitedly: "Good boy!" Catch up with me, and I'll give you a fun one! ”

There are only four miles between the two hillsides, and with the light skills of the two people, it is only a few words of effort. Seeing that Zhou Botong had jumped to the top of the slope with the first-mover advantage, Liu Mengya bit his teeth, urged all the internal force, his body rose vertically, and the volley went straight to the top of the slope, when he flew behind Zhou Botong, he looked at a stone, changed his toes to the goose Xinggong, leaned forward like a sharp arrow, brushed the ground and flashed past him, and his left hand stretched forward, which was already the first to touch the stone rock at the top of the slope.

"I'll win!" Zhou Botong jumped on the spot, laughed loudly, and Liu Meng "Hey! Hey" shouted a few times, raised his hand and shook it demonstratively, and said, "I touched the top of the slope first, so I arrived first." ”

Looking down, it was indeed the other party's hand that reached out first. Zhou Botong was speechless, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Little brother, your light skills are really good, you can almost catch up with my old naughty boy." ”

"It's me who won, you have a lot of beard, and you're an old-timer, you can't play tricks." Liu Meng knew that the old urchin Zhou Botong had the same temper as a child, and he would play tricks when he saw that he lost, so he blocked the words first, so as not to stay in a meeting and not admit it.

Zhou Botong smiled, came over with a shy face and pulled Liu Meng's sleeve, and said, "Even if you win, I'll give you a good thing." Then he pulled Liu Meng to sit side by side on the top of the slope, bumped the other party lightly with his shoulder, and whispered embarrassedly: "When did you draw the painting?" Liu Meng smiled, and the main topic of his heart is here! At that moment, he said, "I just drew it in the morning." ”

Zhou Botong scratched a few times on the ground with both hands, and twisted: "Take it out and show it to me, I didn't see it clearly in the morning." "Absolutely. Liu Meng carefully took it out of his arms, but he didn't let the old naughty boy touch it, he unfolded it by himself, and then said, "No, I can only watch it for a while." ”

While staring at the painting seriously, Zhou Botong raised his hand to comb his beard, and was so excited that he dragged down several of them. When Liu Meng put the painting away, Zhou Botong's eyes were spinning, obviously thinking of something...... (To be continued......)