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In the original dark studio, the skylight casts a pillar of light, and the dust floats and sinks in it, faintly, and the floor is covered with drawing paper&1&Original debut]

There are many evil ghost shapes of different shapes painted on it, and just by looking at it, you will feel a vicious aura rushing towards your face. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

However, none of these patterns were finished. It seems that the artist has only lost interest in them after he is halfway through them.

Chu Danqing was lying on the drawing paper, his limbs were stretched, his face was pale, his whole person was thin, his eyes were round, and he had a fear that had not gone away.

"Danqing, are you ready?" An old voice came from outside the door, it was Master Chu.

"Yes, master. Chu Danqing said weakly, stood up on the ground, and walked to the painting case, which was the only neat place in the room, all the brushes were cleaned cleanly, and the paints were neatly arranged.

In the pen wash, the smell of blood is permeated.

There's a painting in the center,

Chu Danqing lowered his eyes, tried hard to control himself from looking at the painting, and rolled up the framed painting little by little, breathing a sigh of relief.

It was as if it was not a painting drawn by his own hands, but a beast that would bite.

The door was split in half, and the dazzling sunlight poured in.

Chu Danqing covered his eyes with his hands, gradually saw a vague figure clearly, and hurriedly saluted, "Master." ”

Chu Shidao looked at his younger brother's appearance, and he also felt a pity in his heart. The Blue Blood Danqing has given him an incredible talent, allowing him to paint paintings far beyond his cultivation level, but it also has to pay a great price, which can be described as a real infusion of effort.

"Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Chu Danqing's expression was a little dazed, immersed in the world of the painting, and almost forgot about the competition.

"Cloud Void Island. ”

Chu Danqing suddenly woke up, but remembered that he was drunk by Li Qingshan a few months ago. His face turned unnaturally red.

It was after that day. He began painting in retreat and did not leave the studio for nearly six months.

His drunken ugliness must have spread. After all, the two sides are enemies, which is inevitable, but it is too careless to hate yourself. I clenched my hand to draw the scroll. His shame and depression are all integrated into the painting, and he will definitely teach Li Qingshan a hard lesson.

Ah, what a shame! After all this time, I hope everyone has forgotten about it. Li Qingshan, I can't spare you!

Chu Danqing was apprehensive, and with Chu Shidao, they came to the outside of Yunxu Island, only to see that many bamboo forests had been cut down. It became a field, or an orchard, in which a few peasant brothers were plowing.

"Tyrannical creatures. Chu Shidao snorted coldly. This quiet and elegant atmosphere. It was originally suitable for painting, but unfortunately it fell into the hands of ordinary people like Liu Chuanfeng.

Walk through the bamboo forest trail. Before coming to Zhuxuan, Liu Changqing sat under the porch and tasted tea, raised his glass and smiled, and Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai sat aside.

But these people couldn't attract Chu Danqing's attention, because the hateful Li Qingshan was striding up to meet him, with a sunny and confident smile on his face, and he saluted calmly: "Master Chu, Chu Daoyou, you are finally here." ”

Chu Shidao nodded, and said to Liu Changqing: "Liu Daoyou, this is not a place for competition, why let us come here!" This is his painter's island, and he doesn't want to see him destroyed.

Liu Changqing said: "The place of the competition is in the martial arts arena of the soldiers, but the novelist still has some objections to this gambling fight, so please come and discuss again." ”

Chu Danqing glared at Li Qingshan: "What, do you want to escape?"

"Of course not. Li Qingshan smiled slightly, looked back at Liu Chuanfeng, and after getting the nominal approval of the novelist's family master, he said: "I just think this competition is very unfair!"

Chu Danqing said: "This is what you promised in person, how is it unfair?"

Li Qingshan talked eloquently: "Yunxu Island is the foundation of my novelist, if you lose, you will naturally have nothing, and if you win, you will only keep what belongs to us, Master Chu, do you think this is fair?"

"The reason why we agreed was that we were forced to be helpless, if the painter could not come up with the corresponding bet, I asked the head of the Liu family to cancel the competition. ”

"Now, it's not like you can cancel it if you want to, what bet do you want, let's hear it?" Master Chu stared at Li Qingshan with shining eyes.

It is true that he never thought about the bet, and in his opinion, the novelist is already bound to lose, and it is completely unnecessary to set such a bet.

Now, this little obviously knows that he will lose, so he bluffs and wants to escape. If he insists on refusing, Liu Changqing will naturally not help cancel the competition, but he is afraid that this little one will not participate, and he will say that the painter is forcing people with power.

If you want a bet, what about the bet I'll give you?

Li Qingshan said: "I don't know, there is anything that can be worth the value of Yunxu Island, please tell Master Chu!"

"I'm a poor painter, and I don't have anything of value, just a few small paintings. This painting is the work of the old man's pen, if you think it is appropriate, you can, if you think it is not suitable, you can admit it directly!" Chu Shidao took out a painting casually and said proudly.

Liu Changqing blurted out: "Could it be the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers"!"

Chu Shidao has been painting beauties all his life. The beauty painted is not only vivid, but also the joys, sorrows and joys are no different from those of real people, but they do not have all the defects of real people, and the beauty in the painting has surpassed the beauty of the world.

As a result, there is a saying that "even if you have three thousand beautiful women, it is better to paint the teacher", and it is famous in the entire Ruyi County Nine Mansions.

It is rumored that before he painted this painting, his hair was gray, and after the painting, his head turned white overnight.

As soon as he saw it, he couldn't put it down, and he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy it, but he said: "This is my apprentice's wife, and I can't give it to others." ”

If others say this kind of thing, I am afraid that it will be regarded as a prevarication, but Chu Shidao has taken the painting as his wife all his life, and even Chu Danqing has to call him his wife when he sees the beauty who came out of the painting.

This "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers" is the true destiny of Chu Danqing.

If you listen to it, you can only give up, and you can't break this good story.

The scroll opened, and the men present were stunned, and the scroll closed.

I can't remember the face of the girl that day, I only remember that the clothes and ribbons fluttered, the fallen flowers flew one after another, and the champs were scattered. The fragrance of flowers still lingers clearly in the nose, and the face of the jade girl is changing and gradually stabilizing, but it is a beautiful face in everyone's heart.

Liu Changqing's thoughts went back to decades ago, when he was still a scholar, and it was also the season of falling flowers, a young girl was rippling on the swing, sprinkling a silver bell-like laughter, that was the youngest daughter of the gentleman.

And the day after tomorrow, he also read all the beauties and raised countless beautiful concubines. Her face is not even beautiful, but the feeling left to him is irreplaceable by any beauty, not even herself.

Time flies, and the feeling at that time has long been blurred, but when I see this painting, it suddenly becomes clear again, just like yesterday, just like this time. Looking back and smiling, it may not be able to captivate the country and the city, but it can be poured. Even if it costs thousands of spirit stones, it is worth it.

Li Qingshan came to his senses, and then looked at Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai, they all had the same expressions, and they were looking back on the past.

Only Chu Danqing was stunned, the master had already said that he would leave this painting to him as his wife, but in order not to distract him, he had never seen it with his own eyes, and he also had great expectations in his heart.

Chu Shidao was secretly proud, this painting was his life's painstaking work, completely reversed the previous style of painting, he used to paint expectations, when the practitioner presented the spirit stone, he painted the beautiful woman in his heart.

This painting is all about memories, which can easily break through the practitioner's strong psychological defenses, touch the soft places in the heart, and evoke beautiful memories. Expectations may change although their status changes, but their memories will never fade, just like a jar of old wine, the more they are released, the more flavorful they become.

It's always you who really touches you.

Until he noticed his brother's expression, Chu Shidao secretly made a mistake.

Chu Danqing, eleven years ago, was just a little beggar, all he wanted was to eat steamed buns, and even wanting to eat meat was too luxurious. And now, although the emotions are moving, but in this regard, it is like a blank sheet of paper, and there is no memory at all.

If Master Chu used this mind to draw a plate of steaming white steamed buns, he would really be able to hook his saliva.

"Okay, I promise. Li Qingshan said, but it was not color and divine grants, but the aura emitted by the painting, as if it had exceeded the level of a spiritual weapon, but it could not be called a magic weapon, or rather, this was not an artifact at all, like a powerful creature sealed in the painting.

If it is a duel with the goddess in this painting, even if he himself makes a move, he is not sure of victory. All in all, definitely a good thing.

And Li Qingshan is just fighting for the benefit of Dahua, if Chu Shidao is really a dime, it is impossible for him to give up the competition, with this result, he is already satisfied.

Liu Changqing said: "Okay, then make the contract, and no one can repent!"

The soldiers are fighting for the island, and the huge pillars around the stands are already crowded. Seeing the group coming, the discussion immediately rang out.

"Aoyama. Han Qiongzhi, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped up to him and wanted to give him a hug, but looked around, bit his lip, and was too shy to do so.

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, today she is wearing a big red palace dress, the corners of her skirt are embroidered with magnificent peonies, if she is an ordinary woman, wearing this dress, I am afraid that it will look too gaudy, and only she has such a confident and flamboyant temperament, such a moving demeanor, it looks like a burning flame, and it is beautiful and incomprehensible.

Originally hidden behind the arrogant habits, the noble demeanor of the daughter of the family gradually revealed and moved. It seems that after the date, she is becoming more and more adept at dressing, and the green silk that originally only reached her shoulders has fallen to her back unconsciously. To be continued

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