Day 2.

The weather was clear, and the sun had just risen in the southeastern sky.

A young man with handsome eyebrows walked outside the old cow castle, dressed in a Xiao Xiao white shirt, looking dusty, and the swaggering monkey tail behind him showed that he was a monkey demon, followed by a white fox with a snow-white body.

It's Hou Feibai and Bai Duoer.

He set up an easel next to a restaurant, and erected a small flag next to the easel, with a few big words written on it: Portrait (Banshee Free).

The passing monster looked at the stall with a curious gaze.

There has never been a booth of portraits in Lao Niu Fort, after all, this is the closest town to the Xiaozhu Mountain Forbidden Land, and almost all the stalls are mainly for trading the Xiaozhu Mountain Forbidden Land.

Two young women walked arm in arm by the art stall, both wearing the fashionable short, narrow-sleeved shirts and long pastel dresses.

Among them, the one in the goose-yellow cardigan embroidered lace long-sleeved gown glanced at Hou Feibai and whispered to his companions: "Look at that monster, it looks really handsome." ”

Her companion, dressed in a pale pink long-sleeved shirt embroidered with lace, turned his head when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Yes, what a beloved white fox." ”

"Do you want a portrait of the two of you? It's free. Hou Feibai hurriedly showed his best-looking smile and waved at the two of them, making the banshee who spoke first cover her mouth and smile.

When he was a teenager, Hou Feibai set up a painting stall in Xiangshan Park in Yuzhou, specializing in painting portraits of passers-by.

Sketch for 10 dollars a piece.

At that time, Xiangshan Park was open for free, and many parents took their children to play on weekends, and because of Yuzhou University, which is close to Huangjiaoping, there would be many couples.

Therefore, Hou Feibai has long accumulated profound experience in practicing stalls.

"Why don't you draw one?" The banshee who spoke first grabbed her companion and was eager to try.

"Don't delay Chun Niang's business." The companion was a little hesitant.

Hou Feibai hurriedly said: "In the new carbon pen painting method, the portrait speed is extremely fast, and it will definitely not delay the two of them." ”

Charcoal strokes, which are also carefully considered by Hou Feibai.

In Taiping Mountain, the painting of the demons used the brush of the night owl master, which was slow to produce and did not meet his needs.

But Hou Feibai knew that in ancient times in Kyushu there was a hard pen called "Tao Pen", which used metal pencil as the refill, and asked the night owl master if there were other pens to choose from that day.

Sure enough, there are also pencils in the Great Wilderness Demon Realm, but they are mostly used for writing rather than painting.

Hou Feibai found a bone joint of an unknown monster overnight, and personally transformed a shoddy bone pen, intending to use it as a brush for painting demon masters.

Hearing that there would be no mistake, the two banshees happily walked over.

Hou Feibai smiled and asked, "Did the two of you paint together?" ”

The woman in pink asked rhetorically, "Isn't that okay?" ”

"Not really." Hou Feibai asked the two demons to sit aside, then took out the blade and sharpened the tip of the pen lightly, glanced at the two demons and lowered his head to paint.

The transformation of these two banshees has not yet been completed, and two small and cute cat ears poke out of the hair on the top of their heads, and Hou Feibai specially highlighted the treatment of this part.

In the Xiaozhu Mountain forbidden land near Lao Niu Fort, most of the monsters in it do not exceed seven grades, and compared with other forbidden places, the danger is not high.

It is a large clan with a radius of thousands of kilometers, and they will send the descendants of the demons who have set foot in the eight products to the forbidden land of Xiaozhu Mountain to experience, first, to improve their strength and increase their actual combat experience, and secondly, to find valuable psychic flowers or other forbidden products by the way.

Most of the descendants of these great clans have seen some of the world on weekdays.

It's just that Hou Feibai's current portrait technique, they have never seen it, and they can't help but stop and watch.

Seeing that Hou Feibai only had a few brushstrokes, he sketched the outlines of the two on the drawing board.

Miraculously, with just a few strokes, the onlookers were very sure that it was indeed the two cat demons who were drawn.

The lines are smooth and free, the picture is clean and bright, and even just a few strokes, the whole feeling of spirit and spirit jumps on the page.

"Hiss~" A scorpion demon who knew a little about painting couldn't help but gasp, "I can't imagine that it can be painted like this, it is more realistic than those traditional painting methods." ”

"Look at him, he painted the two girls as if they were alive."

"Yes, yes, those ears are a stroke of genius."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it!"

“……”

The onlookers chatted in a whisper, pointing at the drawing board from time to time, obviously shocked by Hou Feibai's way of painting.

The two cat demons sat opposite Hou Feibai, unable to see the situation on the drawing board, and the onlookers chatted about the monsters, which made them even more itchy.

Fortunately, Hou Feibai drew very quickly, and he finished this sketch in less than two quarters of an hour.

The cat demon in goose yellow clothes held the painting and said happily: "Wow! Look! He painted as if it were! Take this portrait back, I'm afraid even Chun Niang will envy us. ”

The cat demon in pink tugged at the sleeve of his companion and said, "Qing Zuo, let's go quickly, don't miss Chunniang's matter." ”

"Thank you, sir, for the painting!" The cat demon named Liang'er bowed to Hou Feibai, carefully rolled up the painting, and put it in his sleeve pocket before turning to leave.

After Qing Zuo left with his companions, he smiled shyly at Hou Feibai, and then hurriedly chased after him.

"Sir, please draw me one too."

"Sir, draw me first."

"I, I, I! I'll come first! ”

“……”

As soon as the two cat demons left, the onlookers crowded to the front and asked Hou Feibai to paint their portraits.

At this moment, a thought surged in the hearts of the onlookers: If I could draw so well, wouldn't the banshees ......

"Okay, everyone, one by one! Before noon today, there are three more banshees that can be painted for free. Hou Feibai stood on the stool and shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the banshees went even crazier.

Everyone is passing by here, each with its own purpose, if you can't get the portrait before noon, who knows when you will meet this Danqing painter again?

Eventually, a banshee dressed in multicolored clothes took the lead and sat down on a stool next to an easel.

Hou Feibai looked at her carefully, but he couldn't see any traces of incomplete transformation on her body.

Could it be that she is already in the Six-Rank Creation Realm?

Thinking that this might be a demon king, Hou Feibai's heart suddenly became hot, and his pen became more serious.

In the human world, he is a demon master in the nine-grade eye-catching realm, and a martial artist who does not enter the grade.

Now he is the Great Demon of the Eight-Rank Enlightenment Spirit Realm in the Great Desolate Demon Realm, and he hopes to draw a higher-grade demon, and maybe he can get a stronger demon rune.

Hou Feibai painted very seriously, and did not dare to slack off in the slightest stroke.

When he put down the last stroke, he realized that he was sweating profusely and didn't even bother to wipe it.

"Thank you, sir, for the painting." The voice of the colorful clothed banshee was soft and glutinous, like a Jiangnan accent, "I am the Lin family of Yuegang, and if Mr. is to Yuegang, he is like a landlord." ”

Hou Feibai hurriedly returned the salute, saying that he didn't dare to disturb.

After Lin Rujun, Hou Feibai painted two more banshees, one a green finch and one a blood phoenix.

"Sir, can you be an old ...... Under the portrait? A tall, muscular man sat on a stool next to his easel.

The onlookers saw several scars on the man's furry face, and they couldn't help but want to laugh, so ugly that they are qualified to ask for a portrait of this gentleman?

"Yes, a spirit stone." Hou Feibai only glanced at the other party, and then quoted a price with a wide mouth.

The spirit stone is the hard currency of the Great Wilderness Demon Realm, and one spirit stone is enough for an ordinary monster to spend a whole month.

The sturdy man didn't say a word, took out a spirit stone from his pocket and threw it to Hou Feibai: "The painting is handsome and mighty, Lao Tzu Tu Da invites you to drink, if not, Lao Tzu will give you a knife." ”

After speaking, the man put a big knife that looked like a door panel on his shoulder, signaling that Hou Feibai could start.

Hou Feibai smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, it's not like you don't want money." ”