After Li Xingchen saw Ren Tianxing go out, he said to the little monkey, "Let's go, let's go to the unfrozen lake to have a look." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little monkey grinned happily, jumped on Li Xingchen's back, and left the room with Li Xingchen.

Although the unfrozen lake is a lake, it is not very big, the unfrozen lake is an oval lake, the lake is blue, the bottom can not be seen, the fish in the lake roam freely under the lotus flowers in the water, the lake is surrounded by people with stone fences, to prevent people from entering the lake, there are also some flowers and plants around the lake, many pavilions have been built for people to enjoy the non-freezing lake, Li Xingchen took the little monkey, inquired all the way to the front of the non-freezing lake, just here, Li Xingchen felt a warm and humid atmosphere, very comfortable.

Li Xingchen walked around the ice-free lake, carefully remembered the scene around the ice-free lake, and came to a pavilion where no one was around, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he had just bought, put it on the stone table in the pavilion, and after grinding the ink, he saw Li Xingchen's pen tip lightly dipped in ink, and began to draw the scenes around the ice-free lake that had appeared in his memory like a dragon playing in the water on the paved paper.

In the past, there were many people who depicted the unfrozen lake in front of the unfrozen lake, some people with good painting skills, the unfrozen lake painted was lifelike, and was bought by the rich people of the unfrozen city at a high price, of course, there are some people with poor painting skills, the unfrozen lake was painted into a nondescript puddle of water, and after being seen by the people of the unfrozen city, they thought that he was desecrating the unfrozen lake, so they punished him, and slowly except for a few famous painters in the unfrozen city, there were not many people who dared to paint in front of the unfrozen lake.

Of course, Li Xingchen didn't know this, so Li Xingchen's actions quickly aroused the ideas of the people around him, and after a while, the pavilion was full of people. Among them, there were some people who watched the excitement, and they knew that if this person painted poorly, the people of the city would punish him for the crime of desecrating the holy place.

Of course, Li Xingchen also thought of the surrounding crowd, and saw that they were just watching themselves paint, so he continued to paint.

After a while, Li Xingchen stopped his pen, and the unfrozen lake had been drawn, but the ink had not yet dried, and the people around him came to Li Xingchen and watched it.

Li Xingchen looked at this situation, and felt in his heart that the people in this immortal city were quite good, when he was painting just now, there was no one within three feet, and there was no sound within five feet.

In fact, Li Xingchen didn't know that in the non-freezing city, if someone was painting the non-freezing lake, the people in the non-freezing city would not dare to interrupt him, and it was good to say that if he didn't paint well, if he didn't draw it well, in case it would be on the person who interrupted him, then he would be punished together.

"Good painting, good painting, really good painting," an old man in front of him praised, where the old man stood, there was no crowding around, obviously not ordinary.

Li Xingchen arched his hand and said politely, "Thank you, old gentleman, for the compliment."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Li Xingchen was very curious about why the old man was laughing, and asked, "Why is the old gentleman laughing?"

Before the old man could answer, someone in the surrounding crowd spoke, "He is a famous painter in our frozen city, Old Man Huang Zhen."

Although Li Xingchen hadn't heard it, he was still surprised and said, "Oh, it turned out to be Master Huang, disrespectful and disrespectful."

"You know me"

"I don't know"

After the two of them asked and answered, they laughed again.

The little monkey seemed to be very afraid of everyone, and suddenly jumped on Li Xingchen's back, and Li Xingchen was also used to carrying the little monkey on his back, so he ignored it.

"Look at Childe's excellent painting skills, he is by no means an idle person, who is Childe's master" Huang Zhenzhen asked.

Li Xingchen smiled and said, "I like to draw since I was a child, and I have always taught myself, and I don't have a master."

Huang Zhen was first surprised when he heard it, and then praised, "Childe is actually self-taught, he is really a genius, can you tell Childe's name."

Li Xingchen smiled and said, "In Xiatangtai Evil, I heard that there is such a strange scene as an unfrozen lake, so I came all the way here to watch", Li Xingchen couldn't remember the name for a while, so he reported the name of the Tangtai Evil, after all, the Tangtai Evil is an outsider, and there are not many people who know him, almost nothing.

Huang Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Gongzi of Taitai, would you like to have a drink with me, a bad old man, and discuss the mysteries in the painting together."

The crowd immediately became noisy, Huang Zhen is a famous painter in the city, and he even invited others to drink and taste paintings.

"Of course I do, it's an honor in the future" Li Xingchen was naturally very happy to meet the painter.

Li Xingchen rolled up the dried painting, followed Huang Zhenzhen out of the frozen lake, and came to a mansion in the city, on which a large plaque was hung 'Huang Mansion'.

After Huang Zhenzhen pulled Li Xingchen into the Huang Mansion, he instructed his subordinates to prepare a banquet, and then came to the living room with Li Xingchen.

After reading it, Huang Zhenzhen looked at Li Xingchen and said with a smile, "Gongzi of Tangtai, how are these paintings of the old man."

Li Xingchen praised "Good painting, the pen strip is clear in the near place, looming in the distance, the sense of hierarchy is natural, everything is as smooth as flowing water, Huang Lao is really a good painter, it's just...".

"Just what"

"The paintings on the left have sharp lines, vivid, and lifelike, making people feel that everything is so real, while these paintings on the right have beautiful lines, smooth and free, and natural, making people feel hazy like they are in a fairyland, why the painting styles on both sides of Huang Lao are completely different."

Huang Zhenzhen laughed and said, "Childe has good eyesight, these paintings on the left are painted by the old man in the early years, and these on the right are painted by the old man in recent years, when he was young, the old man wanted to completely depict everything he saw, even if it was a slight, but he lacked some nature in the painting, and then as he grew older, the old man also saw through life, and all the scenery he saw was corrected in the old man's heart, and then depicted it, trying to make the painting less real and more natural."

After Huang Zhenzhen finished speaking, he saw that his subordinates had already prepared the wine and food, so he invited Li Xingchen to sit down and drink.

The more the two talked, the more speculative they became, a feeling of seeing each other and hating each other spontaneously, the wine was a thousand glasses of confidants, and even the little monkey next to him was infected, the little monkey snatched Li Xingchen's wine glass and drank it violently, the spicy little monkey hurriedly stuck out his tongue, provoked Li Xingchen and Huang Zhenzhen laughed, the little monkey was too strong to drink, walked in the hall and staggered, and fell asleep by the pillar of the hall for a while.

Li Xingchen asked about the things in the Frozen City without moving, and after learning that Huang Zhenzhen was the elder of the Painting Sect in the Frozen City, he was very surprised, and after he was full of wine and food, Li Xingchen wanted to leave the Huang Mansion, Huang Zhenzhen kept it again and again, but Li Xingchen insisted on going back, and the two agreed to have time to enjoy the paintings together.