(I've been making up the content of the first volume for the past two days.,So this volume has been shelved for a while.,Shame.,I'm going to make up for it on the weekend)

The painter stared at me viciously, not saying a word.

"Uncle, I'm ......" I hurriedly laughed. You let me in, and I'll treat it as a tourist. ”

"Travel!" The painter scolded in a long voice. "Little boss! I only let you in and watch, I didn't say that you would be in there and talk nonsense. You can do whatever the people inside say, and you will naturally come out, but what about you? Alarmist inside! ”

"Hey...... I just had a casual chat with them. It shouldn't be a big deal. I grinned and giggled alone.

"Nothing?" The painter sneered. "See for yourself what the consequences are."

After speaking, he pointed to the "Journey Map of Streams and Mountains" that fell to the ground.

I picked it up silently, and it didn't seem to be anything unusual at a glance, it was still the same color, the same size, and the same style of painting.

But when I looked deeper, I found a very serious problem. "This! What's going on? Uncle, did you transfer the package? ”

Originally, in the lower right corner of the entire picture, there was a vast and sweeping caravan, which normally the viewer could see at a glance, but now I look left and right, but I can no longer see the caravan.

They disappeared into thin air on the painting.

I glanced at the mountain again, and I found something even more unbelievable, the mountain itself in Fan Kuan's pen is relatively tough, the vegetation cover is very sparse, and the emphasis is on the texture of the rocks, but now the mountain in this painting has become green for some reason, and there are a bunch of small houses painted on the mountain, and there are several big king's flags planted on the mountain.

"I transfer the bag?" The painting is not angry. "It's not that you changed the story of the whole painting after you went in, which caused the style of painting to change drastically, your practice is equivalent to scribbling on everyone's work."

It dawned on me that it was not only possible to enter the painting, but also to change the story in the painting, and then the whole painting. If that's the case, then I'm so stupid that a good painting has been ruined by a rough man of mine.

"It was originally a real thing, but now you have made it a fake." When he saw that I was depressed, he stopped complaining about me. "But in fact, you are not guilty, originally this painting was also given to the little boss for you, you are the master, you can change it as you want, I painted it just for this famous painting."

I am not heartbroken, when the world's masterpieces have been reduced to defective products, it is all my fault. And the thought that this painting was meant to be given to me was even more devastating.

"Little boss, don't blame yourself too much, I think when I first entered the painting, I also made a mess of a famous painting." Painter said calmly. "There are people like you who destroy paintings, there are people who specialize in repairing paintings, they will enter the paintings and try their best to reverse the story, and when I take this painting to a friend who specializes in repairing paintings, let him fix it, and then I will send it to you."

After speaking, the painter put this "Traveling Map of Streams and Mountains" back into the painting basket. I was really relieved when he said that.

The painting is saved, but my doubts are not answered.

"Uncle, I'm still a little curious, is there a fantasy in every painting?" I asked. "Why have I lived for so many years and seen a lot of paintings, but I have never had such an adventure as today."

"Of course not! How is it possible that every painting is like this, can it be said that you can find a third-rate painter and draw a few strokes to derive a fantasy? Painter explained helplessly. And each painting has a different way of entering, and you can't get in at all if you don't make sense of it. ”

"Is it only famous paintings that have such a fantasy?"

The painter pondered for a moment, as if he was pondering repeatedly how to make it understandable at once. "If you want to say it's a famous painting, that's really it. But this matter itself has nothing to do with the popularity of the painting, because when the painter paints a painting, he does not know whether his work will be famous in later generations. However, painters who generally want to create illusions are people who have thoughts, sentiments and personal life pursuits, and their painting skills are generally more profound, and the quality of their works is generally higher. ”

I was so confused when I heard these words that I could only shake my head helplessly. "I still don't understand?"

"This involves the formation of illusions. I'm just a person who likes to draw, and the principle of it is actually superficial, if you want to understand it all, you also need a powerful left Taoist to give you a solution. As he spoke, he turned his head to the Taoist Chief, who was sitting silently on the side.

We chatted happily, but Zuo Daochang sat in the corner all the time, silent. He was always like that, never saying a word.

But this time I must not let him be silent anymore, this lingering doubt in my heart is not solved, I guess my heart will be like a knife, and it will be difficult to sleep and eat.

"Dao Chief, tell me about it." I begged.

"Are you sure you want to know?" His tone was unusually serious. "You know, maybe you will have a new perspective on a lot of famous paintings." He said this in a way that made people feel like there was a storm in it, as if there was some secret in it.

I nodded expectantly.

He picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

"There's a more orthodox name for what you're talking about, the realm in the picture." The Taoist chief deepened as he spoke. "And the first person to create the realm in the painting was the great philosopher Zhuang Zhou."

"Zhuangzi?"

"Yes, it is the well-known Zhuangzi, he is the first person to materialize his thoughts, Zhuang Sheng's dream of butterflies, and the allusions to the wandering up must also know that his unbridled fantasy was praised by later generations, and Zhuang Zhou achieved the unity of heaven and man in the mortal period."

I nodded in disbelief. "But what does this have to do with the realm in the painting?"

Later, Zhuang Zhou was approved by the Heavenly Court to be ranked in the immortal class because of his outstanding contributions, and the Heavenly Emperor valued him very much, and was even more amazed by his ability to think wonderfully. So he handed over all the artistic work of Heavenly Court to him. Zhuang Zhou also enjoyed himself, and in his communication with the painters of the heavenly court, he slowly realized how to inject thoughts into painting, which is the so-called painting environment, the so-called painting environment, which is actually the painter's ideological world. ”

"I didn't expect it to be like this." The painting echoed. "I've never heard of it before."

The Taoist chief is reasonable, and I have no reason not to believe him. "And what does this have to do with those famous paintings in the mortal world? These are not the works of Zhuangzi. ”

Daoist Zuo took another sip of tea and muttered. Zhuang Zhou felt that such a good thing would be a little boring if he just enjoyed it alone, so he would return to the mortal world every once in a while to find talented painters and teach them the skills of creating a painting realm.

"That includes Fan Kuan......" I exclaimed.

"Yes, Fan Kuan's journey to the mountains and streams is that he imaged it in his mind after seeing the magnificent scene of Zhaojin Mountain, and then condensed his thoughts into the painting, and then created a realm in the middle of the stream and mountain painting that people can enter."

"Wow!" I couldn't help but exclaim, it was really like waking up from a dream, there were such anecdotes in the mortal world. "Then this painting is really a masterpiece!"

But at this time, the Dao Leader shook his head. "Zhuangzi's painting is a mixed achievement."

Mixed results? In my opinion, there is nothing to criticize at all, this is just a fictional world, and it has no impact on the real world, and what is wrong with something that is itself unreal?

"The illusory world is too beautiful, and some people who have entered the illusory world will be addicted to it and can't extricate themselves, and don't want to face reality." Zuo Daochang held the teacup tightly, and his tone was much stiffer. "Especially some rich and powerful princes and generals."

"Indulge in it...... "I thought about what I had just seen in the painting." I just met Master Fan Kuan in it, as the author of the painting, is he addicted to it? ”

Zuo Daochang nodded. "Yes, but it's only because he loves the world in his paintings too much, and although he is the author of the painting, he actually lives in the painting as a spectator, and has no essential connection with the world in the painting. Those caravans will not change their itinerary because of him, and those mountains and rivers will not fade because of his arrival. ”

At this point, I'm a little confused. "Aren't you all spectators? So in what capacity? Anyone who looks at a painting should be a spectator. ”

Daoist Zuo suddenly closed his mouth, and he could see that his heart was constantly struggling. He slowly put the tea aside, his expression fierce. "Naturally, there is a deeper indulgence. But you don't have to know. ”

"Dao Chief! You've piqued my curiosity! Isn't it too ruthless for you to come to an abrupt end now? I complained.

Zuo Dao Chang turned around and walked towards the inner room, walking hurriedly. "Let's talk to the painter next, I'm going to sleep."

There was a dull thud from the door.

The strange man just left, and I was so angry that I beat my chest.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Painter pulled me and comforted me. "Actually, I know about it, let me tell you."

"Huh? Did you know? Didn't you say you didn't understand the specific principle? I asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, I just don't know how the realm in the painting came about, but I still know a little bit about people indulging in it." As he spoke, he pulled out another scroll from the basket behind him. "I don't need to tell you that I'm hungry, you will understand when you look at this painting."

"Uncle, don't show me the painting, I ruined the painting just now, I'm already embarrassed." I was embarrassed to prevaricate.

"Hehe, this is a painting that has been lost among the people for a long time, and you will regret it for the rest of your life if you don't see it." The painting's eyes narrowed into a slit, full of mystery.