Chapter Ninety-Four: The Stranger of Luoxia City
In [Luoxia City], there are many interesting things.
If you want to say that the most interesting, it is a down-and-out painter in this city, who can be seen in the streets and alleys of his "crazy" figure. The painter's name is "Qi Xiangqi", a very common name, but in his eyes, it is a very good name, he said how his name was, how he was chosen at the beginning, said that his parents dreamed at the time, and dreamed of "Xiang" and "it" respectively These two words, which made the Qi family couple who were struggling to think about what name to choose at that time was very happy, and felt that this must be God's blessing, and it will surely bless the descendants of the Qi family, so when the two couples woke up, the two who had never believed in gods and Buddhas were stunned and knelt on the ground, and sincerely thanked God, no matter what family gods and Buddhas, as long as they had a position, they were within the scope of their gratitude. This matter can be regarded as a lot of "chickens flying and dogs jumping" in those years, after all, this [Luoxia City] that appeared out of thin air is not as simple as it seems, all kinds of rumors and speculations poured in, and the neighbors who lived near Qi's house at that time were very concerned about it, and even the neighbors who usually didn't greet each other, when they met, they became kind and pleasant, and deliberately looked for something to talk about.
In fact, the Qi family and his wife both saw this very clearly, but they were just thinking about the ethereal "Luoxia Treasure", so for those who were fake, they also responded with a fake attitude, and the two of them had a lot of fun and fun in this regard.
In the process of Qi Xiangqi growing up, he also saw the strange brilliance in the eyes of those people, it is also strange to say, he saw the ups and downs of these people's hearts vaguely, but he felt very clearly, the young Qi Xiangqi, there was nothing outstanding, and there was no difference between ordinary children, which made his parents a little relieved, but this made those neighbors and those "old people" who had been hiding for many years very disappointed.
Unexpectedly, after thinking about the "Luoxia Treasure" for so many years, I finally saw the signs of the signs and the treasure was about to come out, but it was empty. But there are still some people who don't give up, and are still waiting for the news of the "Luoxia Treasure" that this Qi family boy can bring, since they have been waiting for so many years, it is bearable to wait a few more days, no matter how they wait, but this time they finally waited for a "reference", which makes those who are bored of waiting can be regarded as finding some rare fun.
So they waited, waiting for the legendary "Treasure of Luoxia".
For the "legend", these people firmly believe.
If there is no basis, where does the legend come from?
So still waiting.
As Qi Xiangqi grew up, the Qi family slowly declined, his parents left one after another, the Qi family declined, and the empty Qi family was left alone. He doesn't have any means to make a living, his cultivation is mediocre, and at his age, he still hasn't reached the Yuan Hunt, which makes him and those peers invisibly open up a big gap, so when he fell in love with a girl for the first time, the other party just glanced at him and turned his head away.
Her meaning is self-evident: you are not worthy of me.
It's that simple
She just didn't say it. Qi Xiangqi actually understood her approach very well, although it was sad, at least it wasn't so uncomfortable, because she didn't embarrass him in person like others and say some insulting words. Growing up to such a big age, Qi Xiangqi can already do not care about other people's insults and abuses, but if he doesn't care, can he really not care?
In the dead of night, he would lie alone on the hard bed, crying silently. In the huge Qi family, he is the only one left.
He sometimes wondered if what those people said made sense, whether he really killed his parents as they said, otherwise how could they have died when he was nine years old?
There are some things that he doesn't want to think about and don't want to think about too much. Thinking too much is bound to hurt your body.
Today, Qi Xiangqi is twenty years old, but he has become a famous painter in [Luoxia City], but what makes him famous is not his paintings, but his "madness". Maybe in the eyes of others, he is an inexplicable madman, but in his own opinion, he lives a good life like this, and he doesn't need to care about other people's opinions, as long as he can feel happy every day. Qi Xiangqi once said a sentence that was talked about by people.
When you're unhappy, every breath is a waste of time.
Qi Xiangqi didn't have any means to make a living, he just helped people write calligraphy and paintings, and sent his most "sincere" works to those who were vassals and elegant. Although he hates these self-righteous people, thinking that he knows calligraphy and painting very well, in fact, in his eyes, there is no difference between him and those jumping clowns, even the jumping clowns are compliments, and he can't say even more ugly thoughts and words, just silent.
He loves and hates these people, loves the rich rewards they give him, and hates giving less and less. Qi Xiangqi likes to paint, no matter what it is, in his eyes, it seems that he can wave some ink to draw and sketch, so he looks crazy all day long.
Crazy about painting.
I remember that at the time of his first love's wedding, he gave her a painting of himself, but she was still indifferent and ignored him, so she threw the painting away and asked him to go out. Qi Xiangqi's face didn't change too much at that time, he just looked at her who had always been indifferent and smiled. Her big wedding was caused by the situation of two big families working together, and he could see that she was even more sad and sad than when she received her confession, but she still didn't care. Qi Xiangqi knew that this was all her disguise. He knows her very well and likes it, and he likes it for no reason, just likes to look at her, and if he gets a little closer to her, he will be very happy.
Therefore, when he saw her getting married, he just understood. There is no sadness, because there is nothing to be sad about, all these things that seem to be "reasonable", he has really seen a lot, so what happened to her, he has some sympathy. His parents are long gone, so he doesn't have anyone to bow down to, and he doesn't need to be like her, who obviously doesn't like it, but he still has to force himself
I have fallen in love with a man who is like the end of the world with me. When you call "husband" in the future, how sincere will you be?
Qi Xiangqi took his painting and walked out of the door.
He didn't look back, because he already knew what it was going to be like.
He looked at the painting in his hand and praised it sincerely: "It's so beautiful." ”
There are a lot of weirdos and strange things in [Luoxia City], and Qi Xiangqi is the kind of weird one among these weirdos.
I remember one time: Qi Xiangqi painted a new painting, complacently walking down the street, holding the new painting in both hands, swaggering while admiring. The passers-by who attracted attention looked at the painting in his hand, and only saw a few ink marks on the blank drawing paper, and there was no discipline, so they couldn't see what he was drawing, so they asked him what he was painting and why it was so strange.
Qi Xiangqi smiled incomprehensibly and said, "There is no meaning. ”
The questioner was stunned, and then asked, "What are you drawing?" It's just a few strokes on the paper, it's not a painting.
Qi Xiangqi glanced at the questioner and said with a smile: "The more meaningless the object is depicted, the more it can make the painting pure." With that, he walked away on his own.
I don't understand, I don't understand......
Qi Xiangqi lives in poverty, and usually has no other expenses, but he likes to go to the teahouse to ask for a bowl of hot tea, and then sit in the teahouse and taste it slowly. Others said they couldn't understand this.
A bowl of ordinary tea, and it's not a high-end product, as for tasting it so carefully?
Only the boss who planted the tea showed a knowing smile, feeling that the tea he planted had finally met a bosom friend, and it was not in vain that he had been carefully planting in the tea garden.
But what he didn't know was that Qi Xiangqi just wanted a bowl of hot tea to pass the time slowly, and after he stopped practicing, coming to the teahouse to drink tea was something that made him feel comfortable. Take a gentle sip of the hot tea, then swallow it, feeling the temperature of the tea flowing through your body, not to mention how comfortable it is.
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Inside the teahouse.
Lin Futian and his entourage listened to the fragmentary comments of the people around them on the black-clothed painter, and they could be regarded as having some understanding of him.
Qi Xiangqi didn't care about the eyes of others, he just drank tea by himself.
Luo Mei was thoughtful, and suddenly said: "He has walked a long way." ”
Lin Futian smiled and looked at this poorly dressed painter, although there were many strange people in [Luoxia City], it was still relatively rare to see someone as strange as him. Lin Futian smiled: "You can also see it, in fact, sometimes, a long way is a shortcut." ”
The young monk smiled and folded his hands together and muttered a kind word.
Mo Yunfu and Zhao Jingzhi were also thoughtful.
Sometimes, Lin Futian's answer was more like a question that required them to think carefully.
The young painter named "Qi Xiangqi" got up to leave, and when he left, he glanced at Lin Futian with a smile and sighed
When did you have such a good-looking person, you swaggered out of the teahouse.
On the streets, he began to "go crazy" again, as usual. People love to see him like this, and even give him money to perform for his own fun, but he only collects money, but he never does anything. People don't have a problem with him, and they don't give much money anyway, and they are embarrassed if they want to come back, so because of so many boring people, Qi Xiangqi has saved a lot of money.
This made him not happy, nor sad.
The best thing life has given him seems to be his calmness and calmness.
Today, he staggered to the foot of a tree that was about to grow old, and he stopped silently at the strange shape of the tree. The leaves on the branches have fallen off, and it is understandable to say that it is a cool autumn season, but this is clearly the height of summer, why does this tree have no leaves?
The branches of the tree take on the shape of "teeth and claws", extending out in all directions, as if trying to grasp something.
Qi Xiangqi was a little serious, he looked at the dead tree in front of him, and muttered, "Are you struggling?"
The poor painter didn't care much about anything, and at this moment, he was facing a dead tree with a strange shape, and all he cared about was the posture of a tree.
He suddenly sat down cross-legged on the ground and took out his painting tools from his sleeve.
At this moment, Qi Xiangqi is full of energy, dignified and calm, like the legendary painter who is as elegant as a fairy in the book.
He gently lifted the pen and sketched on the drawing paper.
The pen is like a god.
With a few simple strokes, a painting is complete.
Qi Xiangqi closed his eyes, and the breath in his body flowed and rushed like a tide.
Not far away.
A dozing yellow-haired man suddenly opened his eyes, the cross in his pupils slowly turned, seductive, he looked at Qi Xiangqi's side and smiled.
"Interesting people. ”
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Inside the teahouse.
Lomé: They talked and laughed.
The young monk still folds his hands and does not look at people with golden eyes.
Lin Futian just picked up a bowl of tea and drank it slowly.
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Pick it up gently and it's easy to put it down.
If you never pick it up, you can't put it down.
It's really hard to explain the complicated people and things in this world.
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Under the dead tree.
Qi Xiangqi lay on top of the new work and fell asleep quietly.
The weirdos in [Luoxia City] are really strange.
(End of chapter)