Mei Ying pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Teasing you, look at what scares you, what is there to be shy about a big man." ”

As she spoke, Mei Ying restrained her smile and asked me to sit still, and then stared at the drawing board intently, the tip of the pen kept moving.

It's probably just over half an hour, and when I was about to fall asleep, Mei Ying said that the painting was done, let me see if it looks like it.

I stepped forward to take a look at her, and immediately admired her, although it was a sketch, but it was more lifelike than the computer's print. And it is clearly layered and has a very three-dimensional effect.

In other words, no matter what angle and direction you look at this painting, it is almost like seeing a real person in reality.

It's just amazing, and I don't know how Mei Ying did it.

"What's the matter, are you satisfied with my drawing skills?" Mei Ying put away the drawing board and pen and ink, and said quite proudly.

I gave her a thumbs up: "Not to be satisfied, you have changed me from an ugly and poor sloppy boy to a rich and handsome, with profound painting skills, comparable to a masterpiece, and I have to keep this painting for the rest of my life." ”

"Really?" Mei Ying's eyebrows twitched, and she said with great excitement: "You really want to keep this painting forever?" ”

I replied, "That's a must, such a good painting, no one is willing to throw it away." Maybe after a few decades and a hundred years, this painting will become an antique and can be sold for a good price. ”

Mei Ying bit her lip lightly and nodded slightly: "If you like it, I'll come over and paint a few more for you when I have time in the future." By the way, you can hang this painting in the bedroom in the future, let it be more contaminated with your breath, so that the painting will gradually become spiritual. ”

Nourishing the picture scroll with breath?

And then the scroll will produce spirituality?

What kind of principle is this?

Mei Ying replied hesitantly: "No...... There's no principle, I'll just talk nonsense. But you can also try, and you don't have anything to lose anyway, right? Of course, if you really don't believe it, pull it down. ”

As she spoke, Mei Ying took out a fist-sized white jade seal and pressed it heavily on the lower left corner of the painting. The fonts on the seal are very peculiar, and they overlap each other, so you can't tell what is printed at all.

I glanced at it a few times, and with some absent-mindedness, I picked it up and put it in my bedroom, intending to hang it on the wall later.

If it weren't for Mei's bright red seal that made this black-and-white sketch look less like a posthumous image, I really wouldn't want to be so young and hang myself on the wall.

Those who do yin are more or less taboo.

Unlucky things, if you don't get it, try to avoid it.

The reason why I am absent-minded is because when Mei Ying said that breath can nourish paintings just now, I suddenly thought of the painting in Ma Yaming's house that he described as very weird.

That painting hung in Ma Chong's bedroom, could it be that after being nourished by Ma Chong's breath, he had spirituality, so he would help him get rich?

An ordinary painting, even if you drip blood on it every day, it is still a dead thing.

Paintings that produce spirituality are definitely not ordinary. Maybe it's because the paper is different, or maybe there's something unique about the brushes or paints.

When my grandfather was alive, he took over a job related to painting.

When an old lady named Qian Ying was visiting the market, someone gave her a painting and asked her to hang it in the hall for offering. There is no need to burn incense or make offerings, just get up every day, go to the portrait and make a few eye contacts.

A few months later, the old lady died suddenly and without warning, and the family invited Mr. Yin and Yang to come over to do the work according to custom. As a result, as soon as Mr. Yin and Yang entered the house, he jumped up in anger and asked where the paintings on the hall came from.

The old lady's son stood up and said that it was given to the old lady.

Mr. Yin Yang scolded: "Confused, this is a ghost painting, how can it be used at home, hurry up and burn it with dry firewood, otherwise you will die." ”

It turned out that the painting was not a human being, but an evil ghost dressed in human skin.

When the old lady looked at the evil spirit every day, the evil spirit took the opportunity to suck her vitality.

I can't tell if the painting in Ma Yaming's house is a trick painting, but Mei Ying definitely didn't paint it for me, so I had a vague idea in my heart.

Mei Ying saw me standing at the door of the bedroom in a daze, and waved her hand in front of my eyes: "What do you think, it's like the devil is stunned, and you haven't responded to several times." ”

I came back to my senses and asked straight to the point, "If I'm not mistaken, this painting you painted is different from ordinary paintings, right?" ”

Mei Ying paused for a moment, and replied a little unconfidently: "What can be different, not all of them are drawn with pen and ink." If you have to find a difference, it's that I'm more delicate and layered than other people's paintings. ”

"There are many different majors under the major art subject, and everyone has a different direction of study, and the paintings they draw must also be different. If you want to major in sculpture to make oil paintings and murals, it will definitely not be as good as the students who specialize in painting. ”

The more quibbling this girl is, the more it shows that she has a ghost in her heart.

Of course, she definitely won't hurt me, she just doesn't want to reveal her true identity. In fact, I have long thought that her identity is not ordinary, and it is likely to be related to the painting shadow door.

"If there is another painting that can be nourished by the breath and becomes spiritual, can you see it?" I expressed the doubts in my heart to Mei Ying.

That's what I was asking her that question for.

I want to be sure of one thing: whether the painting in Ma Chong's room was made by someone of Mei Ying's status.

Mei Ying was slightly stunned, frowned and said, "Of course you can, if you don't even have this bit of eyesight, then how can you mess around...... No, Brother Chen, what do you mean, could it be that you have seen similar paintings before? ”

I replied, "I haven't seen it, but I've heard about it recently." So, one day you will accompany me to see that painting, how about it? ”

"Good!" Mei Ying replied lightly: "After determining the time, you tell me one day in advance, so that I can ask the head teacher for leave...... Alas, I have to go back, there is a roll call from the head teacher in the afternoon, and it will be miserable if I am found to have skipped class. ”

I sent Mei Ying to school, and when I came back, I saw Sun Fatzi sitting at the door of Mobao Zhai, looking lost and depressed.

"Oh, hey, Old Man Zhou let you out?" I sat down next to him and teased, "Look at your expression as if you've eaten, what's the matter, Yutangchun is going to break up with you?" ”

Sun Fatzi glared at me fiercely: "You just eat, Lao Tzu is in a bad mood, and he will lose his temper when he sees anyone." ”

I didn't bother to talk to him, got up and opened the door, made a pot of tea and drank it myself.

"Grass, don't you know how to comfort and comfort me?" Sun Fatzi never said polite to me, sat down opposite me after entering the door, and drank all the tea I had poured.

I said, "You're a big man, comfort a yarn?" No, what the hell is wrong with you? ”

Sun Fatzi sighed and said, "Those old beeps in Mengtang don't agree that Ah Chun is with me. ”

"Why?" I asked in surprise.