Gu Yunzhi said angrily: "We are obviously talking about Mr. Drunken Yin, why did it come to my head?" Master, don't take a break from the topic! Do you have any of his paintings in your hands? ”

Who is he asking for? In the end, everyone's spearhead was pointed at him.

The smile on Lu Bahuang's face was faint, and when he thought of his old friend who died early, a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

He shook his head, "I didn't." ”

When everyone heard this, they were not particularly disappointed, because this was also what they expected.

But Lu Bahuang changed his words, "It's just ......"

His gaze fell on Shen Yan's body, "Ah Yan, are the calligraphy and paintings I left you in the past still there?" Have you burned it as waste paper? ”

Shen Yan immediately nodded, "Naturally, it's all here, and I've taken it well!" ”

He said with confidence on his face, but in fact, he was a little weak in his heart.

Once, he really wanted to burn those books as firewood, and felt that there was no use in keeping them except for the convenience of occupying the land.

But thinking that this was left by the master, and the master also told him to take good care of it, he didn't do it.

However, what is Master doing at this time?

None of the people present were stupid, and everyone quickly guessed.

Shen Yan exclaimed: "Could it be that among those paintings and calligraphy, there are paintings by Mr. Drunken Yin?" ”

Lu Bahuang nodded calmly, "The six paintings I left behind are all his posthumous works. ”

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, they never thought that they really had nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get there!

But Shen Yan's expression paused subtly.

In what corner did he put those things in? Could it be, it's already moth-eaten, right?

Shen Yan was calm on his face, but in fact, he quickly entered the room, and then buried his head and rummaged quickly.

Finally, he dug out a wooden box under the bed.

There were traces of several streams of water on the wooden chest.

Shen Yan thought that there had been rain leaks in this house some time ago, and this bed was also wet, so he had a very bad premonition in his heart.

The calligraphy and painting in it, should it be, has been ......

Shen Yan took the wooden box out as if he was at home, and when Lu Bahuang saw this, his eyes almost glared out.

"That's how you kept the treasure that Lao Tzu gave you?"

Shen Yan: ...... Guilty.

Sang Sang opened his mouth to relieve Shen Yan, "Master, let's open it first, what if it's okay inside?" ”

Everyone prayed in their hearts, but when the wooden box was opened, everyone fell silent.

The rain had seeped into the wooden box, which was a bit old and insect-eaten, and several books in it had been eaten by insects.

Lu Bahuang took out a few scrolls from them with a clear goal and hurriedly checked them.

Fortunately, when he handed over these paintings to Shen Yan, they were carefully sealed to prevent moisture and insects, and now, even if the wooden box is wet and damp by the rain, these paintings are intact.

Everyone was relieved to see this.

Several paintings, depicting mountains, water, flowers, birds, and people.

It wasn't until they saw it with their own eyes that everyone finally had an intuitive understanding of Mr. Zui Yin's painting skills.

The picture of the high mountains, with prominent lines to establish the concave and convex mountains, the texture of the texture, and then rendered in ink, the brushwork is strict and there is no trace of condensation, between the brushstrokes, the heroic spirit of the mountains and rivers is undoubted.

Only Shen Yan, the big boss, didn't see any fame, and when the other people saw it, they couldn't help but feel a wave of sincere admiration and appreciation.

Several people were admiring Mr. Drunken Yin's masterpiece, but Lu Bahuang was holding a painting, stunned.

Of the several paintings, this one was the only one that was not sealed, and a large area was wet in the corner, leaving a clear puddle of water.

Lu Bahuang looked at the wet painting, and his face showed a dark color.

Why was this painting destroyed?

Gu Yunzhi leaned over with a big grin, "Master, what is this painting in your hand?" ”

When he saw the situation on the painting, Gu Yunzhi couldn't help but sigh, "The style of this painting is completely different from the others." ”

The other five paintings are all magnificent and atmospheric, and this one is completely different in terms of style and content.

The painting depicts a man and a woman sitting on a swing with her skirt fluttering and a joyful smile on her face.

Behind her, the man who pushed the swing for her looked at her with a gentle smile on his eyebrows and eyes.

The man only showed half of his side face, but the tenderness and friendship on his face from the inside to the outside were vividly displayed.

Compared with the few brushstrokes on the man's body, the pen and ink that fell on the woman's body are much more delicate, so small that even the little flying flowers on her dress and the beaded hairpin on her hair are clearly depicted, and the flying smile on her face is even more amazing and dazzling, which makes people can't help but smile when they see it.

This is a heart-to-heart pair.

In addition to the people, the scene in the painting is also vividly depicted.

It is not difficult to see that this painting is meticulously depicted, with a degree of care far exceeding that of the other five paintings.

The first few paintings are scenes, but this one is about love.

It is precisely for this reason that the puddle of water in the upper left corner of this painting is particularly glaring.

A good painting was destroyed like this, and everyone felt sorry in their hearts, and Shen Yan felt even more guilty when he saw the deep loss in his master's eyes.

Only Sang Sang frowned, she felt that the young woman in the painting looked a little familiar.

But for a moment, she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Lu Bahuang restrained the emotions in his heart, and he didn't criticize Shen Yan harshly.

He said to Shen Yan: "Those five paintings were given to me by him after losing a bet with me, and every time I see them, I have to add sadness, so I leave them here with you."

Now, if you need it, take it, and you can use it to the fullest. ”

Shen Yan was silent, and finally could only say, "Thank you, Master." ”

After a pause, he hesitated to speak, "What ......about that painting?"

Lu Bahuang said directly: "I can't give you this painting, once it has been damaged, it is not appropriate to give it away."

Second, this painting is not mine, but something he entrusted me to give to others, and I am not qualified to give it to you. ”

Shen Yan didn't want to ask for this painting, but before he could explain, Gu Yunzhi had already opened his mouth curiously, "Master, who did he give it to?" Since this is what he asked you to give to someone else, why didn't you help him pass it on? Instead, let it accumulate dust under the brother's bed? If we had delayed it for another year and a half, the painting would have been completely ruined. ”

Lu Bahuang's expression paused slightly, and finally showed a wry smile.

"It's not that I didn't hand it over, it's that the man won't accept it."

The flame of gossip in Gu Yunzhi's eyes instantly burned, "Why?" Is there some misunderstanding in this? Tell me, Master, tell me about it. ”

Lu Bahuang instantly withdrew from that melancholy emotion, and raised his hand to give him a hairy chestnut.

"Soul Scattering, you should be dumb first!"

In this way, he can't keep honking all day long, and his ears can be cleaner.