It is not easy for a blind man to draw a picture with both hands, let alone draw a lifelike picture with the bow from side to side. Moreover, the speed at which this blind old man paints is still so fast, far surpassing those painters who are called masters among ordinary people.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, Wuqi would never have believed his eyes. He must have thought that this was all an illusion, but the aristocratic guests around him who were still buying paintings from the old man were all reminding him that this was all true.

Wuqi watched the blind old man painting silently, just like other guests around him, he didn't speak all the time, quietly witnessing with his eyes one painting after another that was comparable to reality quickly baked. At this moment, the shock in my heart suddenly rose to an unimaginable height.

The old man was very fast at drawing, and unlike ordinary painters, he could not only paint with a brush, but also with the fingers of both hands. What's even more remarkable is that a blind man can even blow out a landscape painting with a beautiful artistic conception with his mouth. The subjects painted by the old man are not limited to genres or styles.

Oil painting, blow painting, ink painting, etc., as long as there is a request, he will respond. And every time the painting is made, the guests' faces are far more than they expected.

Quietly looking at the old man's creation, I suddenly had a feeling, as if I was not in reality, but dreaming, a whimsical, unreasonable dream, so unreal, but so heartwarming.

Of course, if at the beginning, when Wuqi saw the blind old man draw a picture that can be called a masterpiece, he was just shocked in his heart. So when he saw the old man finish painting the last work of the day and start to close the stall, his heart could only be described as shocked.

I can't believe that there can be such a master in the world of ordinary people. If I can learn this kind of painting technique from him, wouldn't my meditation cultivation be able to take it to the next level? Maybe, I could have risen to a level that I couldn't have imagined.

When the sun set, when the blind old man put all the equipment back on the cart and pushed the cart slowly out of the stall, this thought suddenly flashed through Wuqi's heart. After a few moments, he made a decision almost without hesitation and quietly followed.

For this blind old man, Wuqi's heart was very curious, and he planned to secretly follow for a while to see what this old man did with such superb painting skills.

Sword Saint City is a very big city, and the blind old man has been going around a dozen alleys, and after more than twenty streets, he stopped. However, by this time, he had already gone beyond the confines of Sword Saint City and entered a muddy path that winded and zigzagged until it reached a low mountain in the distance.

Wuqi quietly followed, and at the same time looked around, at this time the sun had just set, the earth was shrouded in night, the sky was very dark, he couldn't see whether the road was leading to the top of the low mountain or the canyon behind the low mountain, but he found that there was an obvious fire at the foot of the low mountain, and after a closer look, he found that it was a dilapidated thatched hut, and the fire came from the thatched hut.

The blind old man walked very fast, and it was not long before he came to the door of the hut, and shouted, "Old woman, I am back." ”

It didn't take long for the door to creak and be quietly opened. From a distance, he saw an old woman with silver hair and rough skin coming out of the hut. As soon as the old woman saw the old man, she smiled and welcomed him in, and then Wuqi heard the two of them talking and laughing in the room.

Wuqi hurriedly followed, and jumped lightly onto the roof of the hut in a vertical leap. Since this is the most humble thatched hut, he can clearly see everything moving under him by gently picking away some weeds. The blind old man and the old woman were talking and laughing while eating, and the food was very light, only vegetables and soup, and not even a piece of meat could be seen.

Wuqi suddenly became puzzled in his heart: he obviously had a lot of income during the day. Why is it that the family eats so poorly? They are so old and still have to save their money? This house is so simple, and several corners of the room are full of dust, and it is clear at a glance that their children do not come to see them often, so what do they have to save so much money for?

Wuqi shook his head, he couldn't understand the thoughts of the blind old man and the old woman, so he stopped thinking nonsense and continued to observe. The old couple had very few dishes, but they ate very slowly, and under the old couple talking and laughing while eating, the atmosphere was very warm.

After about an hour or so, the meal, which was not at all in Wuqi's eyes, was finally finished, and after the old woman finished washing the utensils, she went to bed early, and the old man was the only one left in the room. Wuqi's heart suddenly rose, and he looked at the old man intently, wanting to see how this old man with excellent painting skills practiced this ability, so he didn't want to alarm the other party.

After the old woman had fallen asleep, the old man walked slowly around the room by himself, as if he was thinking about something, but as if he was not thinking about anything, but was just doing some walking exercise after dinner. It's very normal, and there's nothing out of the ordinary. But after an hour, the old man's behavior began to be abnormal.

He stopped, stopped moving, like a normal person who had suddenly gone blind, and kept touching the empty air around him with both hands, and his movements were extremely strange, not only that, but even the speed of walking suddenly became surprisingly slow.

Not at all as nimble as at the beginning, the old man walked slowly against the wall at a speed like a turtle crawling, and when he touched the table, he put his hand on the table and rubbed it again, from one corner of the table to another, and then from the bottom of the table to the front of the table. Everything moves slowly, but it makes Wuqi even more puzzling and weird.

What exactly is he touching?

Wuqi secretly said in his heart.

The old man touched the table and continued to walk aimlessly and slowly ahead, when suddenly he tripped over a log chair, but fortunately the old man reacted quickly and adjusted his posture in time, so he did not fall. But he didn't stop there, and continued to stroke the chair that had tripped him.

After the chairs, the old man touched all the things in the hall one after another, including the wooden frames pasted on the wall, the various stones that seemed to be collectibles in the corners of the hall, and some wood carvings that could not be sold at all, as well as some axes and hoes, the most common farm tools, and the old man touched them up and down, without missing any part.

The more Wuqi looked at it, the more strange he felt, and the curiosity in his heart also rose to the top in an instant, accompanied by more and more doubts.

After the blind old man had touched all the things in the hall, a satisfied smile finally appeared on his face, and then he did not show any strange behavior, and his walking posture and speed suddenly returned to the state of ordinary people during the day.

I came to the chair where I was eating just now and sat down, and after exhaling a few long breaths, I suddenly whispered, "Since you're here." Why do you want to be a gentleman on the beam? I'm just a little old man who can only draw, did I provoke this brother?"

As the old man spoke, his voice was very steady, and his expression was even calmer, and he didn't see any panic and fear at all, but his expression was unusually natural. Wuqi was suddenly startled by the old man's obvious words aimed at him, and hurriedly got up and planned to escape, but in a panic, he accidentally stepped on the air, and his whole body fell directly from the roof uncontrollably.

Wuqi's complexion in mid-air suddenly changed greatly, and he quickly adjusted his posture, and after flipping a heel fight in the air, he landed firmly on the ground without falling and hurting himself. However, the person was fine, his face was pale, he took a deep breath, and after quickly covering up the panic on his face, he slowly asked, "Do you know that I am following you?"

The blind old man smiled mysteriously and nodded, "I don't just know that you are following me. I also know that you are a teenager, and you know very well that you are looking at me with a look of surprise on your face. When you first saw me during the day, you were very angry, but when you saw me drawing, you were shocked. You followed me because you wanted me to teach you the art of drawing, and I was right?"

Wuqi was shocked again, this time, the shock in his heart was already indescribable. If at first the old man's painting skills made him just admire and admire, then now the old man's words make him completely speechless. He was even like a mute all of a sudden, not knowing what to say. ,

All his thoughts, including his eyes, were clearly said by the blind old man in front of him, who seemed to be an ordinary person, and there was no mistake, as if this old man had never been blind, he had been really looking at himself. However, Wuqi was very sure that this old man was really blind, otherwise he would not have been able to walk so normally with his eyes closed just now.

This is not something that can be done overnight, it can only be done after a long period of exercise. Wuqi looked at the old man quietly, not daring to speak, but after the old man was silent for a moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face again, and said, "You must be thinking now, why do I know so much about Lu." Right?"

Wuqi nodded, and the old man continued: "Actually, if you tell you, maybe you won't believe it. This is the ability to wake up from my body after I have been blind. You can call it foresight. Every other week, I have the opportunity to predict something that will happen to someone on a certain day in the coming week. ”

Foresight of the future?

A look of disbelief suddenly appeared in Wuqi's eyes, and he asked blankly, "Can you really see the future?"

The old man shook his head, he pondered for a moment, and explained in a low voice, "Actually, it is not too accurate to say that it is a foresight. Precisely, a hunch. In other words, I don't really see everything I want to know in the next week. There is only one thing you can do. It's like if I want to know something on the third day of the next week.

Then when I use my powers, I can smoothly see from that person the amount of things he will experience on the third day in the future. These things are big and small, and they are divided into different types, and I can only choose to know one of them. I can understand more about the big things, and the small things will naturally be smaller.

But I can't see the whole thing, at most of it, and I still don't know the final result. As for what I know about you, it's because a few days ago, I was bored and predicted my itinerary for today.

I found out that there was a big event that would change the fate of my life, so after I learned about it, I saw your appearance just a few days ago, and I learned through my ability that you would come to me. But I don't know exactly what it is to come to me, and what changes you will make to my future. ”

As soon as the old man explained this, Wuqi thought about it for a while, and then he completely understood what the other party was doing during the day, and he would know that he was following him. But Wu Qi thought again, if this old man really had the ability to foresee as he said himself, then what was the thing he said he would bring about a great change in his future life?

"I could have changed the future, but if I hadn't gone out to set up a stall today, I wouldn't have met you. But since I have chosen to accept my fate, then you can just say it. What is the matter with me?" the old man suddenly asked.

"I want you to teach me how to draw. I'm also a regular drawer, but I've never been able to improve my skills. Hope you can teach me. As soon as he heard the old man's question, Wuqi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally figured out what the big thing in the old man's mouth was.