The first painting unfolds, is a desert, above the desert, lonely smoke and sunset, desolate and heroic, the appeal of the painting, instantly seems to bring this big ship into the desolate heaven and earth.

Lei Ruoxian's fingers gently stroked the painting in front of him and said: "This painting, painted in the east of the Red Kingdom, when the younger brother arrived, it was overcast with clouds, in order to see the legendary desert sunset, the younger brother lived in this desert for half a month. ”

"Heroic! Open-minded painting, Brother Lei's half a month is worth waiting! Lin Suzan said.

"There is still a blank space above this painting, if Brother Lin is asked to inscribe two lines of poetry, how will Brother Lin write it?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Mei's heart moved slightly......

Let him inscribe poems?

Will he write something amazing?

Lin Su didn't think about it, and directly chanted two sentences: "The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river!" ”

Zhou Mei chewed these two lines of poetry, her eyes bright as stars.

What a poem, it's wonderful, if this painting is eight points, this poem is at least nine points, and the two are combined, and this painting will live......

The meeting of two literary geniuses is sparkling at the beginning, no, the stars are dazzling......

Lei Ruoxian praised the festival: "Brother Lin has exhausted his imagination when he exports two lines of poetry, admiration and admiration!" The little brother's painting is a poem of Brother Lin, three lives are fortunate, three lives are fortunate! …… What about this one? ”

As soon as his hand stretched out, another painting appeared in front of Lin Su......

An iron-blooded hero, also under the desolate blood-like sun, a lonely figure came step by step, this person looked like a lake, but a resolute expression jumped on the paper......

"Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now we are stepping forward from the beginning!" Lin Su came two more sentences.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Lei Ruoxian raised his hand and raised the wine glass in his hand: "Brother Lin, my little brother has to give you three glasses today!" ”

After drinking three cups in a row, Lei Ruoxian took out the third painting: "The younger brother passed through the desert of Chidong, passed through the Xiongguan in Yubei, but also arrived at the Jiangnan of the cang, this picture of the Jiangnan tea garden, please taste Brother Lin!" ”

The third picture unfolds and is completely different from the previous two.

This picture is a tea garden, elegant and exquisite tea ridges, verdant tea forests, the spring breeze blows, butterflies fly, after the tea garden, several tea girls move at the same time, this movement, immediately dynamic endless......

The tea girl is picking tea, the dew is dripping, the sun is moving, and the wind is blowing......

I don't know if the fragrance of tea comes from the painting, or from their eucalyptus......

I don't know if a few soft sounds came from inside the painting, or from the maid next door......

Lin Su sighed: "The first picture of the desert outside the Saiwai is just a painting, the second picture of Xiongguan Mandao has been moved, and the third picture of spring tea has been turned back to reality, if these three pictures are Brother Lei's harvest in the past two years, I have to congratulate Brother Lei, entering the country at a great speed!" ”

This is the layman looking at the excitement, and the insider looking at the doorway.

Zhou Mei looks at the painting, only at the painting itself.

Lin Su looked at the painting, and what he saw was the improvement of the painting.

As he said, the first picture, just painted.

In the second picture, although it is still painted, the will of the person in the painting has already been expressed.

The third painting is no longer a painting in the conventional sense, it is a treasure of literature, a great Confucian treasure, and the spring tea garden is completely moving.

If Lei Ruoxian has come to this point in only two years, then he is a real genius of Wendao.

Lei Ruoxian smiled: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to find a bosom friend, in the territory of Dacang today, you can even meet a bosom friend of Wendao, and the little brother is really like drinking mel......low syrup."

Suddenly, a kitten in the painting jumped out and landed on Lin Su's lap, looking at Lin Su with two round eyes......

Several village girls in the painting also straightened their waists, as if they had reached common ground with the outside world at this moment......

Lin Su's heart moved, this painting attainment is really higher than the autumn water painting screen......

At least the fish in the autumn water painting screen is definitely not as agile as this cat, like a living thing.

Zhou Mei's eyes widened, and she reached out to touch the kitten, but the kitten shrank and hugged Lin Su's arm.

Everyone was dumbfounded......

Lei Ruoxian smiled: "This naughty little thing! Get back! ”

As soon as the voice fell, the kitten returned to the painting with a snort, hiding under the tea tree, revealing only a cute little head, and it became the cat in the painting again.

"Brother Lei's painting methods are really amazing!" Lin Suzan said: "Especially this cat, there is a reincarnation image. ”

What is the image of rebirth?

A higher level than turning the virtual back to the real!

Turning the void back to reality can only be touched, just like the real thing, but the image of rebirth has an independent life.

This is the true work of creation in the way of painting.

Lei Ruoxian said: "This cat, for the younger brother is an accident, when the younger brother painted the tea garden, was fascinated by the song of the village girl, for a while, wandering the world, at this time, the cat in the tea garden was also fascinated by this painting, ran to the painting to catch butterflies, I don't know how to stay in the painting, so, this cat is not a painting or a painting, is a cat or not a cat, between the painting and the real thing. Therefore, Brother Lin said that this is my painting Dao creation, and it is okay to say that it is the cat's own creation. ”

After a long sentence, Zhou Mei blinked her eyes to show that she didn't understand......

Lin Su naturally understood: "Zhuang Sheng dreams of butterflies?" ”

Lei Ruoxian laughed: "Brother Lin Huida, exactly!" ”

Zhuang Sheng dreams of butterflies, there are also rumors of this holy way in this world, Zhuang Sheng dreamed that he became a butterfly, I don't know if he became a butterfly, or a butterfly became Zhuang Sheng.

This is probably the same with this cat, who doesn't know if it's got into the painting by itself, or if the world in the painting is its world.

This is a strange fate on the road of painting.

It's also a spectacle that's hard to replicate.

The two communicated with each other, and everything arose.

The wine was drunk and a jar was full.

Lei Ruoxian's amount of wine didn't seem to be too big, and after drinking this jar of wine, his face was full of wine, and he staggered to his feet: "Brother Lin, today is full of wine and food, and the night is getting deeper, don't dare to disturb Xian Kangli, little brother...... Farewell! ”

Lin Su and Zhou Mei glanced at each other......

Full of wine and food?

But what about the wine and the rice?

There's nothing wrong with the night getting deeper, and it's indeed sunset now, but what is Xian Kangli? Lin Su agreed, and Zhou Mei didn't agree either......

Lei Ruoxian went out of the door with his scroll in his arms, and walked all the way, seemingly unable to remember where his room was, crossing the deck and planting himself headlong into the Yangtze River......

At the moment when everyone on the deck exclaimed, Lei Ruoxian seemed to have sobered up, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a painting appeared at his feet, this is a picture of ascending to the sky, he followed this picture, rising step by step, although he stumbled with every step, like a drunkard, but he still disappeared......

There was a lot of discussion on the deck, speculating about which great painter this was.

also sighed at the drunken fairy style of this great Confucian.

In Lin Su's room, the inferior night pearl was taken out and the dark room was illuminated, and Zhou Mei had a strange expression on her face: "Is it that every time I take a boat with you, I will always meet some strange people?" Last time it was Luo Wuxin, last time it was Su Rong, and this time it was Lei Ruoxian......"

"It seems to be true!" There was a strange light in Lin Su's eyes.

As soon as this ray of light appeared, Zhou Mei was immediately alert: "What? Is there really something wrong with him? ”

Lin Su shook his head slowly......

No problem? But I think your demeanor clearly tells me that there is something wrong with him, and before Zhou Mei could say this, Lin Su spoke: "I don't see where the real mystery is." ”

Zhou Mei was very sensitive: "What do you mean...... He still has a problem. ”

"Yes!"

"What's the problem?" Zhou Mei must admit that she didn't see anything, Lei Ruoxian is a literary genius, it is not fake, and it can't be faked, his painting attainments are displayed in front of them, and such a fake can't be created without a corresponding literary and Taoist background.

His words, his past, and the places he walked were all in the same vein, and she searched repeatedly, but still didn't find anything suspicious......

"There is only one suspicion!" Lin Su said: "He never explored my origin from beginning to end!" ”

That's just as well!

Zhou Mei thought about it again, it was!

Lei Ruoxian asked his Gao surname, and Lin Su told him directly that his name was Lin Su.

And then, and then there was no follow-up!

Lei Ruoxian didn't ask him if he was the first grandmaster of Qinglian!

Lei Ruoxian was talking more about his own business, and he was extremely unfamiliar with the name Lin Su who resounded in half the sky in Dacangwendao.

"Perhaps...... Maybe he didn't expect that you would be the first grandmaster of Qinglian, after all, there are too many people with the same name and surname. Zhou Mei groaned.

"Maybe!" Lin Su replied with two words.

Zhou Mei's eyes slowly raised: "I'm not from Wendao, I'm not very familiar with Wendao, you two geniuses meet in Pingshui, is it true that one of them said his own background, and the other must say his origin on an equal footing?" Is it in accordance with the law? ”

"Of course not! The literati regard 'meeting in the water and seeing each other at first sight' as a friendship between gentlemen, and they will not get to the bottom of it unless they are in special circumstances. ”

"Isn't that all right?" Zhou Mei scratched her head.

"At first, there was no problem, but then I borrowed his painting and chanted four lines of poetry, and he didn't even chase my origin, it's not normal......"

Zhou Mei is not a person in Wendao, and she will not be able to understand the logical relationship between them for a while, but as soon as Lin Su explains, she understands......

These two poems of Lin Su are not ordinary poems.

"The desert is lonely, the sun sets on the long river", "Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now we are stepping forward from the beginning", these are all poems that must be colored as long as they are born, even if they are not complete poems, even if they are only these two sentences, if they are written on gold paper, at least they are golden, and they can still be colored.

Such poems correspond to his paintings by Lei Ruoxian.

Lei Ruoxian should be regarded as a treasure.

The most correct way is to take this painting, hand the pen to Lin Su, and ask him to write the painting himself.

If you feel that this is a bit abrupt, there is also a way to take a step back and ask for the next best, ask Lin Su's official position and title, and inscribe this painting in front of him, indicating that this poem was written by a certain adult or a certain grandmaster, on such and such a day, in such and such a place. Say a few more kind words as a sign of respect - it's not enough to just know a name, and it's rude not to have a title.

However, Lei Ruoxian did not do this!

Although he highly praised these verses, it was more of a brush!

What does this mean?

It shows that his friendship with Lin Su is not a normal literary and Taoist discussion!

It's not a normal literary discourse, so what is it?

There is only one explanation: he knows Lin Su's details, pretends not to know, and has a Pingshui encounter with Lin Su, and after meeting the rivers and lakes at first sight, he has formed a literati friendship with no identity endorsement and no impurities! Why is it necessary to form such a literati friendship? For another purpose, of course!

After listening to Lin Su's explanation, Zhou Mei was completely convinced, and sighed long: "No wonder people say that you literati are withered, a simple meeting, but you have interpreted such a lot of information, even your seemingly generous casual poetry is also ulterior." ”

"I also want to do everything without my brain, stretch out my feet to look at the stars, but, a bunch of people want my head, can I be so big?" Lin Su sighed deeply: "Even if I don't think about myself, I can't help but think about my daughter-in-law, I am one who dies, and there are a lot of widows...... It's hard! ”

If it was only the first half of the sentence, Zhou Mei might interpret the sad message, and she might be hot-headed to empathize with him.

But as soon as the second half of the sentence was added, Zhou Mei's first reaction was: Can you hit him with a cup?