Late at night, Li Banfeng sat next to Ma Wu, and Ma Wu was lying on his stomach with Mrs. Moth.

Although Ma Wu praised this lady moth for being so good, Li Banfeng still had the urge to flee for his life.

"Brother, don't worry, this Lady Moth is different from the one we met before, she is a gentle person."

While speaking, Ma Wu gently touched Mrs. Demolique's body, Madame Moth trembled for a while, and said with a frightened expression: "Brother Xiaolang, you can do whatever you want tomorrow, today is really unbearable." ”

Ma Wu glanced at Mrs. Demoliquet with a slight dissatisfaction, and Mrs. Demoliquet said with a look of grievance: "I really can't bear it." ”

Li Banfeng looked at the moth and said, "I can't bear it, you should go." ”

Mrs. Moth's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head and said, "I am reluctant to go." ”

Ma Wu's talent is really unreasonable, this Lady Moth can defeat a hundred Ma Wu, but because she is reluctant to do it, she just let Ma Wu bully.

Ma Wu sighed and said: "It's not all talent, in the final analysis, it's still a fate, if I had changed the previous Mrs. Moth, my life would have been gone." ”

Hearing Ma Wu keep mentioning others, this lady moth was a little unhappy: "Brother Xiaolang, you always mention the previous one, is the one you are talking about called Linglong?" ”

Exquisite?

Does Lady Moth still have a name?

Li Banfeng stared at the fat Lady Moth for another moment.

The name Linglong doesn't match Mrs. Moth!

"His name is Linglong?" Ma Wu was very interested, "What's your name?" ”

Lady Moth said with a shy face, "My name is Swallow." ”

Her name is Swallow......

Li Banfeng took a deep breath and looked at the sky, imagining what this huge swallow would look like when it flew into the sky.

Ma Wu touched Mrs. Moth's cheek: "Swallow, this is destined fate, you are destined to fly into my heart." ”

Li Banfeng shuddered.

How much heart does this take?

While talking about love, Ma Wu inquired about the news: "You mentioned Linglong just now, you originally knew each other?" ”

Swallow was upset: "Why did you mention her again?" ”

"I'm just curious."

"Of course I know her, we were from the same Dao sect at the beginning, and we have practiced together, Linglong just moved here this year, I came here to find her, but I haven't found her for several days."

Of course you can't find her, she went to the portable house and made a door, and she will never come out again.

But Li Banfeng didn't care about Linglong, he cared about Daomen: "You still have Daomen?" ”

"Yes," replied the swallow earnestly, "we were originally all penances. ”

Li Banfeng was even more curious: "You guys, do you mean you and Linglong, or all the Lady Moths?" ”

Swallow replied, "All Lady Moth is penance, and only penance can become Lady Moth." ”

Penance turned into Lady Moth?

Li Banfeng found that Mrs. Demoliques was not as simple as he thought.

The lady once said that Mrs. Demoliac is a second-class strange monster, her body grew up in Xindi, but her soul was not born in Xindi, at first Li Banfeng didn't understand it, but now when she heard Mrs. Moth's story, she seemed to understand a little.

At the mention of penance, Ma Wu frowned, asceticism is the natural enemy of Huanxiu.

Mrs. Moth hurriedly explained: "Brother Xiaolang, I know you don't like this door, but in fact, I don't like it either. ”

Ma Wudao: "Since you don't like it, why did you choose penance?" ”

Madame Moth was silent for a long time, and there was a little more gloom on her originally tender face: "These things were originally intended to be mentioned again. ”

Ma Wu pinched Mrs. Moth's fat face: "Can't you mention it to me?" ”

"Brother Xiaolang asked, how dare I not say it, I was ignorant when I was young, I met a black-hearted man, I gave everything I could, he took everything I could, and I was left behind after eating and wiping,

I feel that people living in the world are destined to be miserable, and then I listen to the encouragement of others, and I think that I have seen through this red dust, and I have entered the door of asceticism.

When you become an ascetic, you can't talk about love, you can't talk about love, even if you remarry, you just live a life like two generals.

After the death of a woman who has been working hard, if she is willing, she will cross the bridge and be reincarnated, and if she is unwilling, she will go to the new land.

There is a class of moths in the new land, born without a soul, and ascetic women can possess them and continue their practice. ”

Ma Wu kissed Mrs. Demoiselle in distress: "After becoming a moth, do you still have to suffer?" ”

Li Banfeng snorted and said, "If you eat so fat, you shouldn't have suffered much." ”

Yanzi blushed and said, "I've all died once, what else can't I think about?" Why do you still suffer? When you become a moth, you have to enjoy yourself and do whatever you want.

If you want to eat, you can open up and eat, if you want to play, if you want to play, if you want to find a man, you can find it as much as you want, and if you want to have a child, you can give birth happily. ”

Ma Wu exclaimed: "Refreshing, I like your refreshingness!" ”

Li Banfeng said: "Why don't I stay in another place, and you guys will have a good time here?" ”

Ma Wu was very bold: "We are brothers, I can be happy even if you are here!" ”

Yanzi shook his head again and again and said, "It's really not possible today, Brother Xiaolang, wait for me to rest for one night, and we'll come back tomorrow." ”

It was late at night, and the swallow returned to the forest and fell asleep.

Li Banfeng said: "I want to go to Green Water City, will you go back with me?" ”

Ma Wu shook his head and said: "I still want to practice in Xindi for a while, tomorrow I will ask Xiao Genzi to go back to Lanyang Village, call some people to come over, and pick up the plots of land for both of us, so that we can have a place to live." ”

"You're here alone, can you?"

Ma Wu looked at the sleeping swallow in the distance, smiled, and did not speak.

Of course he can, he's better than Li Banfeng.

Here is his realm, and as long as he spills blood, the gods of the earth will protect him.

Even if he doesn't shed blood, the swallow will protect him.

As long as he doesn't leave the plot, Ma Wu's situation is safer than in the Ma family's mansion.

But is it safe for Li Banfeng to go to Green Water City?

Although the conflict with the Lu family has eased for the time being, Ma Wu is still a little worried: "If there is nothing important, it is best not to go to Green Water City recently, I always feel that the major families have to make something." ”

"I really have something important to do, I want to buy paintings."

"Buying paintings?" Ma Wu blinked, "What's the matter of buying paintings?" ”

"It's very important, I'm obsessed with looking at paintings now, and I can't eat without them for a day."

These words sounded familiar, Ma Wu remembered Li Banfeng's purchase of a record player, and no matter how Ma Wu persuaded him at that time, he couldn't stop Li Banfeng.

"Old Seven, some of your actions are so strange, I really can't figure it out."

Li Banfeng couldn't cry or laugh: "You put Mrs. Moth to sleep, you say I behaved strangely?" ”

"Do you want to buy a painting by a famous artist, or an ordinary hanging painting?"

"When you go to Green Water City, you naturally want famous paintings."

In fact, Li Banfeng wanted to learn painting.

The pendulum taught him the Western painting method, which may not be able to be learned in two or three years, and Li Banfeng wants to learn some quick painting skills.

"Famous painting ......" Ma Wu thought for a moment and thought of one, "In Green Water City, there are many famous painters, but in my opinion, the most meaningful is Mr. Qiao Guangyuan, especially his landscape painting ......"

"Don't paint landscapes," Li Banfeng waved his hand, "You have to be good at painting people." ”

"Good at painting people, Mr. Fu Taiyue is a good hand, between three or five strokes, he can paint people vividly, but his paintings are not cheap."

After listening to three or five strokes, Li Banfeng came to the spirit!

He just wants this kind of painting technique, at a critical juncture, between three or five strokes, he can create a powerful combat power, isn't this able to bring the four skills to the extreme?

"Where does this old gentleman live?"

Ma Wu told Li Banfeng Fu Taiyue's address and advised: "Mr. Fu Taiyue has a somewhat arrogant temperament, and his paintings are not cheap, if you really want to buy his paintings, you need to be more patient." ”

This kind of big artist will have a little personality to a greater or lesser extent, and Li Banfeng doesn't mind this.

After staying in Xindi for one night, Li Banfeng sent Xiaogenzi back to Lanyang Village and went to Green Water City alone.

According to Ma Wu's address, Li Banfeng found the residence of Mr. Fu Taiyue.

After knocking on the door for a long time, a servant came out: "Are you here to ask for a painting?" ”

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I'm here to learn painting." ”

The servant looked up and down and said to Li Banfeng, "You wait here first." ”

After waiting outside the door for more than half an hour, the door finally opened, and the servant brought Li Banfeng into the entrance hall, and after waiting for more than half an hour, the servant brought Li Banfeng to the main hall.

After waiting for such a long time, Li Banfeng did not complain.

If you learn to draw from a master, you have to stand this test.

Mr. Fu Taiyue was painting, and the servant signaled Li Banfeng not to make a sound, Li Banfeng carefully admired the paintings in the living room, and then looked at the old man's unfinished works.

After looking around, Li Banfeng turned around and left.

Fu Taiyue put down his paintbrush and said with a sneer: "Young man, you don't have any patience at all, and you still want to be my disciple?" ”

"It's not that I'm impatient, it's that I don't want to learn from you." Li Banfeng didn't complain, he was telling the truth.

Fu Taiyue was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Old and talented, please give you a few points." ”

Li Banfeng looked at a painting in the living room and said, "I can't understand your painting, are you painting a person or a mountain?" ”

The old gentleman smiled: "The old man painted the mountain god, the shape is like a mountain, the god is like a person, and the artistic conception of the mountain god is in this picture scroll." ”

Li Banfeng took a closer look, and what he said really made sense.

The shape is a mountain, but the lines between the mountains and rivers outline a human face, and it does have an elusive majesty and momentum.

"Very good." Li Banfeng approved, but left.

This old gentleman's paintings are indeed meaningful, and the paintings in the room are very meaningful.

But this is useless for Li Banfeng, drawing such an abstract thing is not suitable for helping Li Banfeng fight.

Seeing that Li Banfeng didn't look back, the old gentleman put down his paintbrush and chased out: "Young man, you said it was good, but you haven't said what is good about this painting?" ”

"It's good anywhere, it's just too advanced, I can't reach that level, wait for me to study for a few more years, and then ask the old gentleman for advice."

Fu Taiyue's expression was gloomy, and the servant looked at Li Banfeng's back and sneered: "People like you, you should go to the painting street to learn painting, that place suits your identity." ”

Li Banfeng turned around and asked, "Where is Huafang Street?" I'll take a look. ”

He sincerely asked for advice, but this sentence made Fu Taiyue angry, he jumped with green muscles, and the mountain god hanging in the living room seemed to come to life, glaring at Li Banfeng.

It's not as if it's really alive.

Li Banfeng sensed the danger and left the mansion quickly.

This man is a house repairer?

I didn't see him dripping blood on the painting just now.

Or something else?

It seems that the cultivation is not low.

……

Li Banfeng came to the painting street, there are many shops selling paintings on this street, and there are also many stalls selling paintings.

Li Banfeng walked past a few stalls and took a fancy to a picture of a beauty.

This is a Chinese painting, the lines are relatively simple, but the painting is lifelike, especially this beauty is very handsome, wearing a cheongsam, with wavy shoulder-length hair, big eyes, thin eyebrows, plump lips, above the left corner of the mouth, there is a mole, it looks very seductive.

This is very much in line with Li Banfeng's needs.

The stall owner hurriedly stepped forward to greet the business: "Sir, have you taken a fancy to this beautiful picture?" Hello vision, since I came out of the stall today, I have sold more than a dozen, you are one step late, but there is no stock,

This painting usually sells for sixty, today you came by coincidence, I have something to hurry to close the stall, let's have a price, fifty-five, do you think it is appropriate? ”

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I'm not here to buy paintings. ”

As soon as he heard this, the stall owner became less enthusiastic: "I am selling paintings, if you don't buy paintings, you can go to another house to have a look." ”

Li Banfeng said: "I want to learn to paint with you." ”

The stall owner was stunned: "Learn to paint with me?" You're telling jokes, aren't you? ”

"No joke, you make an offer."

The stall owner was embarrassed: "How dare I make a bid, I can't draw." ”

"Won't? So who painted this painting? ”

"I don't know who drew it, can't you really see it? This painting is printed! ”

"Printed?" Li Banfeng stared at the painting for a long time, and there was still the scent of ink on it, but he didn't see the texture of the print.

The stall owner is still an honest person: "I just told you, I have sold more than a dozen, can I paint a dozen of the same painting?" ”

Printed ...... It doesn't have to be.

Li Banfeng looked at the stall owner and said, "Can you teach me how to print?" ”

The stall owner looked Li Banfeng up and down: "Sir, are you here to find trouble?" ”

"I'm really here to learn the arts."

The stall owner shook his head: "This is the craft of eating, I don't teach it." ”

Li Banfeng took out a stack of banknotes and said, "I'll give money." ”

……

Rubbing is indeed a craft.

There are skills in inking, laying paper, and unmasking.

But this craft is much easier than painting.

Li Banfeng spent 20,000 yuan and studied with the stall owner for two days, and learned the craft of rubbing.

The stall owner gave Li Banfeng more than a dozen drawing boards (templates), Li Banfeng bought a knife of blank paper, two large bottles of ink, brought them back to his portable home, and began to print.

Seeing that Li Banfeng was busy, the pendulum was a little worried: "Master, you are playing tricks, can this work?" ”

Li Banfeng concentrated on printing and ignored the pendulum.

The pendulum looked at the record player: "Madame......"

Sneer~

The record player sneered: "If you don't learn the right way, you will definitely waste your efforts if you focus on this sideline." ”

That being said, the record player doesn't know if this will work.

Although this painting was printed, it was also handprinted by Li Banfeng himself.

After more than ten minutes, a painting was printed.

Li Banfeng cut his fingertips and dripped a drop of blood on the painting.

He concentrated his thoughts, waited for a while, the drawing paper brush rattled, and a three-foot-tall beauty slowly walked out of the painting!

Li Banfeng was very happy, and the pendulum was very surprised.

"Pour me a cup of tea." Li Banfeng commanded, and the three-foot beauty went immediately, first put some tea leaves in the cup, and added some water.

I can really pour tea!

Although she poured cold water, this wisdom was much stronger than the one-foot girl that Li Banfeng had made before.

Li Banfeng drank tea while directing the three-foot beauty to do things.

Sweeping the floor, wiping the dust, the three-foot beauty will do it.

With such a good understanding, it will definitely not be a problem to fight!

Li Banfeng was just overjoyed, when he suddenly heard a commotion, and the three-foot beauty fell apart and turned into confetti.

The record player sighed: "Hey, Xianggong, you have spent so much effort, and this lady can only support this moment." ”

The lifespan of a paper person is also related to hard work.

Li Banfeng looked at the pocket watch, and the three-foot beauty seemed to last less than five minutes.

The record player reminded: "This is not a fight, otherwise it will be scattered faster, and I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on for even a minute." ”

One minute.

Is it enough?

It depends on how it is used.

PS: Actually, a minute is not too short.

(End of chapter)