Lin Siye's words, with a little expectation, his eyes fell on An Le, bright and bright.

In fact, such words are quite rude, and even a little provocative, but Lin Siye asked quite sincerely.

Xi Xiang stood aside quietly, not daring to say more, she didn't expect that the fourth master would be like this.

An Le was stunned at first, and then realized the meaning of Lin Siye's words, his eyes flickered, and he landed on the black horse basking in the warm spring sun on the grassland in the distance.

The thief horse, the whole body is pitch black, the mane is long and narrow, and the thick and strong horse neck is raised, just walking among the grass, it seems to have blood and blood surging, the eyes are bright, and the stretched muscles of the horse body are knotted, containing surging power.

The sun poured on its black hair, sparkling, and it was indeed a divine horse.

"Good horse." An Le admired the thief and praised it from the bottom of his heart.

The black horse of the thief in the meadow in the distance seemed to hear the praise of Anle, with a little heat spewing out of his big nostrils, and trotting back and forth a few steps with his thick neck high, his mane flying, showing his handsomeness.

"Fourth master, in addition to painting bamboo, I also know a little bit about others."

praised the horse, then turned his head to look at Lin Siye, and clenched his fists.

Lin Siye's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he came to An Le's side in a few steps, took An Le's hand, and came to the table.

"Come on, come on, can you show Lin a hand?"

"Just draw a picture of me, the thief outside the gate."

Lin Siye held the Confucian rite and solemnly asked for peace and happiness.

"Why is the fourth master obsessed with painting horses?"

An Le didn't refuse, but just asked curiously.

Lin Siye raised his head, between his eyebrows, dyed with a few sorrows, he looked at the horse on the grassland in the distance: "I like to raise horses, taming horses, this thief, with me from the outside of the customs, is my favorite horse, but in Lin'an, it can't run, often get sick, after thinking about it, I decided to send it away." ”

"This painting is a memorial and a farewell."

"I love horses, but when I am in Lin'an, I can't help myself, I am full of shackles, and if I follow me, I will only be bound in vain, and I will not have the opportunity to gallop on the battlefield."

Lin Siye said a lot, and the loneliness and reluctance in his tone were very strong.

An Le could really feel Lin Siye's reluctance, and his heart was like a knife.

Lin Siye sent away the thieves, just as the Lin Mansion sent away those sons who were about to go on the expedition.

Sigh peacefully.

Suddenly understood why Mrs. Hua asked him to come to Lin Siye to learn about the little holy list, perhaps, Mrs. Hua also wanted him to draw a horse for Lin Siye if he could draw a horse.

Of course, the will is still his, and if he does not want or will not, he can refuse.

An Le thought for a while and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then Xiaosheng will be ugly." ”

When the words fell, Lin Siye, who was still lonely between his eyebrows, couldn't help but turn his head to look, his eyes were full of joy, he knew that since An Le was willing to paint, he was naturally a little sure.

"Sharpen ink for everyone in the next place!"

Lin Siye was looking forward to it, so he removed the half of the painting he had drawn on the table and re-paved it with the familiar Xuan.

In the distance, the heart of the incense was surging, and the fourth master personally sharpened the ink and changed the paper, if this was reported, it would definitely cause an uproar.

"Fourth master, you don't need to be cooked, you can exchange rice paper."

Ann Ledao.

Raw Xuan Painting Horse?

Lin Siye was stunned for a moment, and he also appreciated the ink bamboo from Mrs. Hua, and used the freehand ink painting method to paint the bamboo, which is indeed unique and has a special charm.

But horses can also be painted with freehand brushwork?!

Gongbi painting horses, in order to outline the shape and demeanor of the horse, compared with painting people, Gongbi painting horses will have more advantages, with fine sketches of horse mane and horse hair, in order to paint the delicate and lifelike.

However, he did not question anything, Anle's ink and bamboo are in a class of their own, and it is not impossible to paint horses in a freehand way!

He immediately exchanged raw Xuan for cooked Xuan, and began to focus on grinding ink.

The sound of rubbing was like a sea of bamboo, and the ink fragrance suddenly floated in the garden.

An Le pondered for a long time, and did not immediately paint, but walked to the side of the thief who was pacing in the meadow.

Perhaps because of the quenching demon ancient jade, for An Le's approach, the thief did not show recklessness, but was very docile and rubbed beside An Le.

An Le rubbed the thief's head, then took off the reins, took the saddle, patted the horse's belly, and turned back to the table.

Lin Siye, who was grinding ink, watched quietly.

"The avenue of painting lies in the pursuit of nature, and the fourth master must remember the thief, then he should draw his most uninhibited and freest moment."

on the meadow.

The thief who took off the saddle raised his horse's neck and shook it violently, his mane flying, gorgeous and uninhibited!

An Le picked up the pen at the right time, swallowed and drank the ink, and the center of the mud pill palace was surging.

So he put pen to paper on the birth announcement.

……

……

Jing Street, the luxurious mansion prepared by Qin Mansion for Luo Qingchen.

Leisure pavilion in the house.

Flowing water, nine curved corridors.

Boiling water was boiling on top of the furnace, the heat was rising, and the mouth of the furnace was screaming.

Luo Qingchen sat quietly, looking at the rockery pond in the calm water pavilion, his eyes were stunned, and he seemed to be a little distracted.

The words that Young Master Qin said to him yesterday were extremely polite, but they were understandable, because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and it was inevitable that the mentality would be unbalanced.

Besides, Qin Shaogongzi is not a good talker, among the several sons of the Qin Mansion, Qin Shaogongzi is the most domineering, but he has this confidence.

Since Qin Qianqiu's second brother was beaten to death by the Yang Family Qilang in the civil and military ring, Qin Xiang was grief-stricken, and Qin Qianqiu was born in the rear, and the preference of Qin's second son was transferred to Qin Qianqiu.

Therefore, Qin Qianqiu is the treasure in the palm of Qin Xiang,

In addition, Qin Qianqiu's own cultivation talent, as well as the monstrous power obtained by accompanying the prince, are all his boundless confidence.

His behind-the-scenes masters are like clouds, the only thing that Ta Luo Qingchen deserves attention to is the double breaking of the five realms, the way of cultivation is a hurdle, there are not a few people who break the five realms alone, and the double breaking of the five realms is commendable.

is commendable, the Dao heart is easily dusty, disappointing people again and again, and will also lose favoritism.

Luo Qingchen is now in Qin Qianqiu's heart, and his value has been greatly reduced, so there will be that unkind conversation yesterday.

"Kill Anle?"

Luo Qingchen stood up, walked down in the idle pavilion with his hands in his hands, walked to the edge of the pool, and looked at the koi goldfish swimming comfortably in the pool, and couldn't help but be distracted.

But today's teenagers are no longer the unknown people they saw in the quiet street, holding small holy orders, there are flowers to unice the ice to protect the road, and a painting of ink treasure is shocking...... Such a person, even if he is killed, I am afraid that he will have to give up his life. ”

"But I don't want to."

Luo Qingchen closed his eyes.

The figure of the legendary champion in the Flying Snow Grass Hall that came to mind came to mind.

Even if the Donghai Cleansing Heart Bead washed away the Dao Heart dust for him, he still couldn't forget the crushing battle that day.

The shadow has always been there, engraved into the depths of his soul, and needs to be washed by himself.

The shadow left by the Flower Solving Ice Heart Sword is nothing.

When he opened his eyes, Luo Qingchen had a deep exhaustion in his eyes, and he came out of Qingzhou with a lot of spirit, and landed in Lin'an, wanting to go straight to Qingyun.

But once frustrated, before you know it, it has been a long time.

He didn't have the time to look back.

"Perhaps, I'm tired of Lin'an, it's time to go back to Qingzhou."

Luo Qingchen let out a breath.

He planned to find an opportunity to visit Qin Xiang, and thank him for the grace of giving the East China Sea Heart Purifying Pearl, although he joined Qin Xiang's Mansion for so many years, it can be regarded as a return to the favor, but at that time, Qin Xiang was willing to reach out, and the meaning was naturally different.

"Zhushan, prepare the chariot, I'm going to visit Qin Xiang."

Back in the idle pavilion, Luo Qingchen picked up the tea that had already been cooled and shouted softly.

However, the voice echoed in the corridor, but there was no response from the burly coachman who walked out of Qingzhou with him, accompanied him with pride, accompanied by his frustration.

Luo Qingchen's tea had not yet been eaten, so he paused.

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……

When it comes to drawing horses, many images flash through An Le's mind.

The famous horse painting has "Five Horses", but the Five Horses follow the white drawing route, and every detail and demeanor of the horse is finely outlined by the fine brush painting method.

But in addition to the horse, there are also people in the five horse figures, the horse is saddle horse, and the person leads the horse, which is not suitable for Lin Siye's state of mind.

Free horses, unruly horses...... I still have to be a household name, "a wash of the ancient and empty horses".

The mind is surging, An Le's mind is clear, and there seems to be a picture scroll flashing one by one.

After practicing, the mud pill palace contained the mind, and An Le felt that his painting skills had improved a lot, and he was more profound than in his previous life.

He does not depict the paintings of his past life, but paints with his own understanding in the way of painting.

The soft wolf drank the thick ink, fell on the white rice paper, painted the horse's neck with thick ink, the lines were thick, and then the horse's belly was drawn, and the arc was outlined, which was natural!

Between the pen and ink falling on the paper, An Le's heart is majestic, like fireflies in the night, gathering in it.

The aura of heaven and earth then moved, bringing the spring breeze.

Lin Siye was on the side, his eyes were constricted, and with a few strokes, he roughly outlined the shape of the horse's body, painted the horse's neck in thick ink, and outlined the horse's belly.

When the structure of the neck, abdomen, hips, legs and other parts is outlined, the front of the picture is large and the back is small, with a perspective texture, An Le then uses another pen to dye the wet ink and splash it, the shade is appropriate, and it is just instantaneous, and the horse form and muscle lines are drawn on the paper.

Then use a dry pen to sweep out the bristles and bristles, the shade of dry and wet is natural, and the movement is flexible!

A stroke of the horse's legs, like a steel knife, through the paper, like the horse has moved and galloped!

Buzz Buzz......

Heaven and earth aura converge, and the mind is condensed in the painting!

An Le's face is solemn, his mind is constantly integrated into the painting, and the pen outlines the horse's hooves with thick ink, which is very fine, and the horse's hooves are complete, as if condensing the essence of the whole painting!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a horse landing hooves, like thunder behind the clouds!

Lin Siye and Xiangxiang watched in shock.

The horses in the painting are like unbridled and rebellious, galloping on the grassland!

In the distance, the thieves on the grassland seemed to feel the same kind of galloping, hissing, raising their front hooves, and running wildly in the grassland.

Lin Siye looked at the ink horse on the rice paper in shock, the kind of ink painting methods such as light and dark, lines, perspective and so on that were integrated into the sketch, as if he saw the once uninhibited and unruly thief!

At that moment, Lin Siye felt a sense of freedom and heroism to break the shackles!

The wind rises in the sky and the earth, and the grass flies!

Heaven and earth, aura and mind are all converging pictures!

The boy splashed ink to paint wild horses, and when he painted it, he got eight refining gods!