The two walked side by side on the road, like golden boys and girls, and the rest of the pedestrians couldn't help but be ashamed of themselves and didn't get very close to them.

It's early autumn instead of late autumn, and the morning breeze is mixed with the sun, and the air is very refreshing, and the people who come down from the painting boat are also sleepy.

In the distance, a horse-drawn carriage drove towards the docks, apparently to pick up people.

Gu Qing asked Fang Wanqiu, "What did you see?"

Fang Wanqiu said: "The person driving the carriage is driving the carriage. ”

This is exactly the answer Gu Qing wants, he nodded and said, "Very good white drawing." ”

The person driving the carriage is driving the carriage, which seems simple, but these simple words accurately describe the scene in his eyes.

The coachman is in the car, the carriage is moving, and in a sentence there are dynamic scenes and corresponding characters.

Gu Qing was not surprised, yesterday Fang Wanqiu could see the quality of his paintings, which was enough to prove that she was talented, and this answer confirmed this even more.

Whether you are writing an essay or drawing, white drawing is important.

Being able to convey the meaning of the expression with precise and simple words or few lines is also the lifelong pursuit of all painters and writers.

"Two sentences and three years, one chant and two tears" is not the poet's complaint.

But the cruelest thing is that talent is more important than hard work.

Gu Qing has talent in this area, and Fang Wanqiu seems to have it too.

When she arrived in the city and entered a calligraphy and painting shop, Gu Qing chose rice paper, lining, ink and other materials, but she didn't choose the original book, just use the real painting of Wang Luyi, if she really wanted to learn painting, Fang Wanqiu could continue to copy Gu Qing's fake painting after she went back.

Then the two went back, and during this period, Fang Wanqiu rarely spoke.

Gu Qing knew that this girl was observing him.

It's just that the girl didn't know that Gu Qing was also observing her.

The benefits of the wooden Buddha statue last night were actually not only to improve Gu Qing's physique, but also to sharpen his spirit. In the process of getting along with the girl, Gu Qing looked at everything about the girl in a more imperceptible way.

Her breathing, her heartbeat, and all kinds of information on her body slowly converged in Gu Qing's mind.

The longer the two get along, the more transparent the girl becomes in Gu Qing's eyes.

For example, now, Gu Qing can even estimate when the girl's Kwai Shui will come, even more clearly than the girl herself.

He wouldn't tell Fang Wanqiu any of this.

Moreover, Gu Qing had now determined that Fang Wanqiu must be a cultivator.

Fang Wanqiu has an amazing lung capacity, she has walked down all the way, she has not sweated, her physical strength is amazing, every step is very accurate, she walks on her toes first, but it looks no different from the way a normal person walks. There are all kinds of signs that Fang Wanqiu's physique has surpassed ordinary people.

And her breath must be closely related to her way of practice, the rhythm is very special, but more information needs to be obtained by continuing to contact, preferably with some physical contact.

If he went deeper, Gu Qing would even have full confidence in obtaining Fang Wanqiu's cultivation method.

To be precise, Fang Wanqiu became Gu Qing's object of observation without knowing it, or a guinea pig.

Gu Qing hadn't done this kind of thing for a long time, but he was still handy at doing it.

When he arrived at the door, Gu Qing walked in front of Fang Wanqiu, blocking the girl's sight, the hair on the deadbolt was still there, and there was no sign of passing, he opened the door and took the hair away.

Under Gu Qing's care, the green pothos and green bamboos in the yard grew up in a staggered manner, the vegetable fields were divided with green vegetables, the pond was clear and clear, there were fish that Gu Qing had not eaten, and lotus seedlings, and a pond of lotus flowers could be seen next year.

It's a yard and a small world.

Gu Qing threw her hair into the weeds, and Fang Wanqiu's attention was on Gu Qing's yard at this time.

She has lived in many exquisite gardens, but Gu Qing's home gives her a special feeling, very lively.

Fang Wanqiu suddenly screamed, and there was a surprise in it.

It turned out that Gu Qing also used green rattan to weave a swing, and sometimes Gu Qing would read a book or drink tea on the swing in the afternoon.

Fang Wanqiu quickly sat on it and swung up. Swinging is every girl's pleasure.

Gu Qing didn't urge, first went back to the bedroom and observed, no one came.

Then he took out the table and chair and took out the real painting.

After Fang Wanqiu saw it, she stuck out her tongue, she hadn't played enough, but she still remembered the matter, and said, "Your house actually has a swing, I will come every day in the future." ”

Gu Qing nodded, he didn't say, "Don't you have it at home?" Because Gu Qing also wanted to continue to contact Fang Wanqiu.

Since he couldn't stop Fang Wanqiu's curiosity, it was better to take advantage of the situation to obtain the secret of Fang Wanqiu's cultivation.

Gu Qing believes in a sentence - "The stone of the mountain can attack jade".

What's more, his understanding of spiritual practice is still shallow, and he needs more references.

He is not a rigid elephant, he just wants to practice advanced martial arts and have strong martial arts.

In Gu Qing's opinion, these are not the most important things in cultivation.

He wanted to understand the nature of his practice, so that he could unlock the secret of his longevity.

And figuring out these things is also very helpful for the practice itself.

Spread the white paper on the table, mix the ink, and prepare the water.

Gu Qing began to paint.

Fang Wanqiu observed very carefully on the side.

Gu Qing first dipped the pencil in water, then dipped in ink, and then put down the pen, and after a while, an ink lotus flower appeared vividly on the drawing paper, and Gu Qing did not dip it in ink again in this process.

The first time Fang Wanqiu saw Gu Qing painting, she was a little shocked.

Gu Qing is very good at painting, of course she knows best, but after witnessing it with her own eyes, she is still touched in her heart.

Gu Qing himself didn't know what he looked like when he was painting, Fang Wanqiu could see it very clearly, if he had to describe it, it was Gu Qing when he was painting, and there was light on his body.

That kind of concentration and calmness, Fang Wanqiu had never seen in the rest of them.

She suddenly felt a little envious of Gu Qing.

She felt that Gu Qing was very pure, if she wasn't a pure person, she wouldn't be so serious about doing things, and she wouldn't have such painting skills.

Fang Wanqiu even imagined a story.

Seven years old to learn painting, three years of success, after looking for a master, in the end can not be in the painting skills on the high and low people, to the weak crown of the year, for the painting of the master craftsman, regret the ignorance, return to the southern suburbs of the river city, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Soon the picture in her mind shattered, and the word "top secret" came to mind.

"It shouldn't be like this. ”

Gu Qing didn't know that Fang Wanqiu's heart was full of ups and downs, he said: "This is called a stroke of ink, do you remember, don't remember, I'll do it again, today you will learn this first, and then copy this painting." ”

Fang Wanqiu had already noticed the real painting, and guessed that Gu Qing was a fake painting based on the real painting.

Now she feels that if Gu Qing's paintings work well, they will definitely be more famous than Wang Luyi's paintings. If there is no "top secret" matter, Fang Wanqiu plans to operate this matter.

She replied, "Okay." ”

There was a knock on the door outside, and Gu Qing went to open the door.

Outside the door were two officials, "Are you Gu Qing?"

Gu Qing said: "Yes." ”

"There is a murder case related to you, please come with us to the Yamen. One of the officials said.

Because most of the people who live in this area have backgrounds, the official uses the word "please".

Gu Qing asked, "Who is the deceased?"

His first reaction was about the monk, but after thinking about it, this matter has been going on for a while, and there has been no news, and the yamen should not come to the door so suddenly.

The official who spoke first hesitated, but the other official said, "Mr. Gu, please rest assured, there will be no problem." The deceased was a Taoist priest who had a letter to you, so we would like to ask you to go back and ask about something. ”

When this official saw Fang Wanqiu, he recognized it as the young lady of the Fang family, and he became more and more worried about Gu Qing's origins, so he quickly replied to Gu Qing in a very polite tone.