Song Ciwan released the big white goose under the rising sun.

The big white goose fell asleep, and the sky in front of him inexplicably changed from late night to morning, it staggered on the ground and flapped its wings a few times, turned its head and screamed at Song Ciwan in a daze.

Song Ciwan smiled and stroked the goose's back, smoothed it out, and said, "Dabai, it's dawn, have you slept enough?" ”

Big White Goose: "Hyperactive!" Aung Aang! ”

It flapped its wings and rolled on the morning dew-stained grass, and a few fine grass clippings on top of its snow-white goose feathers, although no one spoke, as if to say: Am I the kind of goose that sleeps? Hmph, don't underestimate the goose at night!

It has its neck held high, and its spirit is vivid.

The goose paw paced, the goose wings fanned lightly, it occasionally twisted its head, and used its flat goose beak to hold the corner of Song Ciwan's clothes, urging her forward.

It seems to be saying again: Let's go soon, you see the sun is just right in front of you, let's rush quickly!

In its world, there is nothing real and illusory, as long as you follow Song Ciwan, the road ahead is real.

Facing the direction of the rising sun, Song Ciwan was pulled by the big white goose and ran for a while.

With her speed, she didn't need to run at all, and she could easily walk a distance of tens or even hundreds of zhang in an instant with a leisurely stroll.

If she used the technique of space spanning, she could even take thirty miles in one step-

No, it's not thirty miles now.

Song Ciwan participated in the wedding banquet last night, not only obtained a strong true qi, filled the emptiness of the dantian, but also unconsciously realized many things.

After the two phases were superimposed, the range of her spiritual sense expanded again.

Song Ciwan had a feeling that she was sure that at this moment, as long as she was willing, she could even leap sixty miles away in one step.

Of course, on the daily road, everything you see is scenery, and the space spans this kind of thing, if it is not necessary, Song Ciwan will not do it casually.

She was dragged by the big white goose, striding towards the morning sun, like a mortal who had not yet cultivated, measuring the scenery of this wilderness step by step with her own feet.

The big white goose excitedly shouted: "Ang Ang Ang! Goose goose goose! ”

"Big White!" Song Ciwan called it in the rear, and with it, he left a long string of laughter on the way to the rising sun.

If the years are long, they should be remembered for the laughter of this moment.

Through the wilderness, through the river beach, through the autumn reeds in front of you.

The outline of the city in the distance was already visible to the naked eye, and there were boats of all sizes rocking along the waterways in all directions.

The big white goose stopped running and stood on the edge of a water beach, stunned.

It turns out that the world after turning over Tianlong Mountain is like this!

Poor Dabai is a domestic goose that grew up in a small town, and he used to only think that he was a dryland goose, where has he ever seen such a developed water world?

When Song Ciwan took the big white goose through a reed swing and stood at the head of a small river, there was a person rocking the boat in the distance shouting in a local local accent: "Does the little lady want to cross the river?" ”

Big White Goose: "Quack! Aung Aang! ”

It rejoices immensely, and responds positively to whatever people say or shout.

Standing on the edge of this continuous water, the big white goose has a feeling of boiling blood in a trance, as if it is some instinctive thing in the body, sprouting and colliding at this moment, to grow upwards and bloom fine buds.

It's a goose, and the goose is hydrophilic!

On the other side, the boatman who asked Song Ciwan if he wanted to cross the river shook the oar, and he was already babbling towards this side.

When I got closer, I saw that the middle-aged woman standing on the bow of the boat was a weathered middle-aged woman, who wrapped her head in a gray cloth towel, and showed the simple smile of a villager on her face: "Little lady, do you want to cross the river?" I sent it to Huijiang City here, and I only received five copper coins. ”

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Fengling County, Huijiang City.

This is a small city on the water, although it is only the county level, but because of its developed water system, there are always people from afar in all directions to meet here, and as time goes by, Huijiang City will be particularly prosperous.

Compared with Suyang, a small city where Song Ciwan stayed at the beginning, the atmosphere of Huijiang City is not the same.

The most distinctive thing is that there are more waterways in Huijiang City than land. Most of the buildings in the city were built on water, and most of the roads outside the city were waterways.

One after another, criss-crossing waterways, if not led by locals, it is very likely that people will not be able to turn into the entrance to the city after turning on the water for half a day.

Song Ciwan took the big white goose on the boat, and some of the boats wandering a little farther away suddenly made various voices that seemed to be regretful and joking: "It's called Huzi and his mother to rob the business, I said, Aunt Wen, why are you so nimble?" Among us people, you are the fastest rocking boat! ”

The boat-rocking woman known as "Aunt Wen" smiled back: "I gave birth to two more hands, why don't I be the fastest?" ”

This teaser immediately activated the atmosphere on the water, and laughter could be heard from all over the boat.

Of course, Aunt Wen didn't have two more hands, but it is true that her hands and feet are extraordinarily numb.

After Song Ciwan took the big white goose on the boat, a delicate little head poked out of the canopy.

Immediately after, a small figure emerged from the canopy, and it turned out to be a girl who looked to be about eight or nine years old.

The girl greeted Song Ciwan in a soft voice and said, "Sister, come and sit here, my mother will be able to send you to the city gate in about a quarter of an hour." ”

Song Ciwan subconsciously activated the magic weapon in his eyes, the Eye of the Blue Shadow, and glanced at the women and girls on the boat.

This sweep is confirmed, both of them are mortals.

Song Ciwan felt dumb and smiling at her actions in her heart: people's psychology is really interesting, with her current cultivation, even if she doesn't use the magic weapon, she can easily tell whether it is a person in front of her or a trick. There is no doubt that Huijiang City is a normal Huijiang City, and the mortals on the edge of Huijiang City are also normal mortals.

But Song Ciwan has encountered a lot of strange things, so that now that she encounters some normal ones, she will be suspicious inexplicably.

I always feel that it is too normal, but it seems to be abnormal!

It can be seen that people's subconscious minds will really tame themselves, and they have experienced a lot of crises, and when they are not in crisis, they are still uncomfortable.

But in fact, the rule of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty is still strong, if it really reaches the level of encountering tricks everywhere, this Great Zhou is afraid that it will collapse long ago?

Song Ciwan did not follow the little girl into the canopy, but stood outside the canopy, looking at the layout inside, with a look of surprise on his face.

I saw that in the black canopy, there were two futons, one small, and the small ones were wiped clean, and the futons were woven from reeds, and now they all had their raw edges—

These are nothing, what really surprised Song Ciwan was that there were a few pieces of coarsely woven linen hanging on both sides of the awning, and those linen cloths were all spliced together with various rags, and on the pieces of linen spliced together, there were vivid flying fairies painted one after another!

These fairies either fly and lift clouds, or shine on the water, or play chess in the bamboo forest......

Each one is unique, whether elegant, delicate, or dignified...... There is no need to enumerate all kinds of gestures.

The lines in which they are drawn are all ink, and it can be seen that this ink color does not look like ink, but rather like a burned and carbonized branch that has been sharpened into a thin brush, and then these beauties of different shapes are painted.

The painter's brushwork is exquisite, and the lines of the charcoal branches are thick and thin, light and heavy, and outlined from far and near, forming a vivid picture of beauty.

There is nothing unusual about such beautiful pictures, whether they are seen anywhere else, or in the houses of wealthy families, or in street shops, or even in the bookstalls of down-and-out scholars.

However, at the moment, Song Ciwan was obviously taking a mortal boat at random. It can be seen that this small boat comes from a fisherman's family at the bottom of the people, and although the eyes of the woman rocking the boat are kind, her face is full of ravines, and every wrinkle seems to be full of the hardships of the years.

The little girl who came out of the cabin was cleanly dressed, but her sleeves were brushed, and her shoes were on her feet. She saw that Song Ci didn't enter the canopy at night, so she picked up a small kettle from the other side of the cabin.

The kettle was warmed on a simple clay stove, the little girl took out a cup, poured a cup of warm water, raised the glass with both hands and presented it to Song Ciwan and said, "Sister, you drink water." ”

It can be seen that he is well-behaved and sensible, and his tutor is very good.

Song Ciwan took the water glass, and his eyes fell on the paintings hanging on both sides of the canopy.

These paintings are so incompatible with the awning boats in front of you that it's hard to imagine how these paintings could have appeared here.

In particular, the beauties on these paintings, Song Ciwan actually looks very familiar!

Its form and appearance are clearly very similar to the beauties on the "Rotten Ke Spring and Autumn Picture" that Song Ciwan took away!

Seeing that Song Ciwan's eyes kept falling on the paintings hanging on both sides of the canopy, the little girl in the canopy couldn't help but ask carefully: "Sister, look at these paintings, these paintings...... Isn't it a good drawing? ”

Song Ciwan nodded and praised: "It's really a good painting...... No, it's not good, it's good, it's excellent! ”

The Rotten Ke Spring and Autumn Picture is a spiritual magic weapon, and the original painting is made by Tanhua Lang Su Baiyi.

Of course, Su Baiyi is a painting modeled after the beautiful women of the Great Confucian Spring and Autumn Period.

I don't mention these origins, just talk about the paintings on the canopy boat.

In Song Ciwan's eyes, the beauties in these paintings are already extremely vivid.

It's just that the person who painted may be just a mortal, so after the painting is completed, he can't generate a vision like the Rotten Ke Chunqiu Tu, if you only talk about the spirituality of the painting, Song Ciwan even thinks that the few paintings in this canopy boat are not inferior to Su Shun's paintings at all!

It's incredible.

It must be known that Su Baiyi is not only the Tanhualang of the dynasty, but he is also the fourth top Tianjiao on the list of Ten Thousand Souls Tianjiao!

Such a character, his talent is enough to communicate the world, and his paintings, if injected with talent, will be able to live in the real world like the legendary magic brush Ma Liang's paintings.

Comparing Su Baiyi with an unknown folk painter, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes at this moment, Song Ciwan would have felt that someone was talking in his dreams?

But seeing the little girl opposite, she suddenly became happy, she tilted her head slightly, stared at Song Ciwan with a pair of bright eyes, and said crisply: "Sister, do you really think these paintings are very good?" ”

At the same time, the scales around Song Ciwan appeared, but he received a ball of anger from the little girl.

[Human desire, the joy, joy, and excitement of mortals, one pound and one tael, can be sold. 】

Song Ciwan: ......

I can only say that he is really a child, so easily excited.

She laughed and said, "It's a very good drawing, who painted it?" Is that you? Or someone close to you? ”

Song Ciwan asked with a casual smile, and when she asked the words "Is it you", her tone was mocking with kindness. Song Ciwan subconsciously didn't think that this painting would be painted by the little girl in front of her, she was too young after all.

But the little girl smiled and bent her eyes and said, "Sister, these paintings were painted by my mother!" My mother painted it, and she painted it so well! ”

As she spoke, the little girl put her hands in front of her and made an exaggerated gesture.

The big white goose raised his head and made peace with her: "Ang Ang Ang! ”

Song Ciwan was shocked, she turned her head and immediately looked at Aunt Wen who was standing at the bow of the boat and rocking the boat.

This Aunt Wen is dressed in gray clothes, her skin is black and yellow, and her waist is thick and stout of a working person, and although she smiled kindly when she turned her head, the wind and frost on her face could not be hidden.

Such an image of a middle-aged woman, no matter where she appears, I am afraid that no one can associate her with such a title as a painter.

It's impossible for an ordinary painter, let alone a great painter who imitates the Rotten Ke Chunqiu and paints such a vivid animation?

When Aunt Wen saw Song Ciwan looking at herself, she immediately looked at her with a blank face, and smiled at her: "Little lady, don't you listen to my family's nonsense, my painting, that is, I am thinking about it myself, painting casually, where do you dare to paint well?" ”

The implication is that she admits that the paintings are indeed hers.

Song Ci didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he just blurted out: "Auntie, why do you paint such a picture?" ”

This question is mainly due to the fact that the beauty in Aunt Wen's painting is very similar to the beauty in the picture of Rotten Ke Chunqiu.

Aunt Wen replied honestly: "Hey, I'm not, it's good to be a little small, and I like to paint beauties...... When I was young, I loved to pick up branches and scribble on the ground, and I couldn't draw anything good. ”

While rocking the boat, she laughed and said, "I don't paint the side either, I only paint the beauty." Some time ago, it was rumored everywhere in the city that many scholars imitated Su Tanhua's beauty picture and drew a beauty that could walk down from the painting! ”

Aunt Wen exclaimed: "That's really amazing, when I sent people into the city, I also saw it from afar, and I was itchy at that time, so I came back and painted so many pictures according to that painting." ”

As soon as she talked about painting, Aunt Wen opened the conversation.

The scales surfaced, and a lump of Qi from Aunt Wen was also collected: [Human desire, mortal joy, infatuation, love, three catties and nine taels, can be sold. 】

Aunt Wen was still gushing: "I hid it from my family, and I only drew it quietly when I took my niezi on the boat, otherwise they would have scolded me for being idle." ”

She smiled again: "Little lady, I have to praise you today, my painting is not in vain!" ”