Chapter Eighty-Five: Sending God

"Huh?!"

The rebuke that no one could swallow back raw, and his face turned red.

The little fat man looked excited, clenched his fists and waved, and shared with Yun Xiangrong in a low voice: "Come on, I know, I know!." ”

He couldn't say what he knew, but Chu Liuxian had the impression that he had left for a long time was that the kind of thing that exposed flaws and was scolded so much that he couldn't raise his head would not appear on him.

This has always been the job of his little fat man.

Chu Liuxian held a broken iron knife in one hand and a stool leg in the other, and his temperament was instantly different, as if he was a master of carving in the world, carving the most satisfactory work in his life.

At this moment, the temperament that overflowed his body made everyone present subconsciously hold their breath, for fear that the panting would disturb him if it was louder.

"Rustle~~"

Sawdust flies, the legs of the stool rotate in his hand, and the carving knife only trembles slightly with the shaking of his wrist, and the carving in his palm takes shape rapidly.

It was a monkey.

A terrifying monkey who roars in the sky, waving his arms, has no indignation, no unwillingness, resentment, anger, tyranny, and wants to break through the sky.

When he saw the carving gradually take shape, the face of the human figure was filled with horror.

At this moment, in the carving shop, the little fat man and Yun Xiangrong's attention was focused on Chu Liuxian's body, Chu Liuxian's eyes never took his eyes off the carving on his hand, but no one noticed this.

"Is this monkey not touching a female monkey for hundreds of years, look at this. ”

The little fat man muttered, as if it was not, unable to hide the frightened gaffe he felt when he saw the statue itself.

"Where did Brother Chu see that monkey?"

This question came to the little fat man's mind. He didn't believe that this carving didn't have a mother, and the anger on the monkey's body, even if it was just a small statue, could shake his mind. Can you imagine how terrifying its body is?

He even suspected that as long as the monkey stood in front of him and his eyes were crossed, he would have to pee his pants.

This kind of horror is unspeakable, even the sky can pierce it, how can people resist it?!

Every knife, every detail, and even every fluff on the monkey's body, Chu Liuxian seemed to be before the knife. As if he had a certain grasp in his heart, but after a moment, before everyone could recover from the shock, he let out a long breath and stopped.

"Master Mei. ”

Chu Liuxian casually threw the broken piece of iron with his hand, and sent the monkey wood carving to the humanoid front with both hands.

He looked extremely tired, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights, a small wooden carving, a few breaths. It was as if all his energy was exhausted.

"This ......"

The unformed hand trembled a little, and he couldn't reach out to pick it up.

"Huh?"

Chu Liuxian was tired again, after all, it was not the distraction of the previous carving, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Or ......"

Chu Liuxian bowed his head. Looking at his work, thoughtfully, "What else does this monkey represent?!"

A bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, faintly catching something.

"You ......"

The figure took a deep breath. Finally took the Storm Ape wood carving from Chu Liuxian's hand and asked, "Where did you see it?"

Chu Liuxian's mind was racing, but he didn't hesitate at all. Said: "At the foot of the stone mountain behind the town, the disciple saw the stone statue of the violent ape, and his heart felt something. ”

In fact, before he started carving, even he didn't expect to carve such a thing, but at that moment, he moved his hand at will, and unconsciously chose the stone statue of the violent ape that left a deep impression on him.

"Hey. ”

The figure sighed, shook his head, and said, "How can it be so fast!"

"Quick?"

"What's fast?"

Chu Liuxian left a big question mark in his mind and remembered it firmly.

The figure continued, "Remember, don't go near there in the future." ”

Looking at the look on his face, Chu Liuxian heard the solemnity and formality in it, and knew that it was not the time to justify or doubt, but to respond.

The figure nodded, his expression returned to normal, and he looked decadent again, returned to his position and sat down, rubbing the wood carving of the violent ape, and said with emotion: "On the carving art itself, you can be my teacher." ”

Hearing this, the little fat man nodded again and again thoughtfully, of course, with a faceless figure on his back.

Chu Liuxian knew that there must be a following, and just wanted to be humble, but no one waved his hand to stop, and said: "However, no matter how similar it is, it is not the original after all." ”

"Huh?"

Chu Liuxian came over intently, and the little fat man and Yun Xiangrong also pricked up their ears.

Isn't this nonsense?

No matter how good the statue in this world is, can it still come to life and replace itself? Of course, it will not be the original.

"Please advise Master Mei. ”

Chu Liuxian came to the front of the human figure, sat upright, and respectfully asked for advice.

"The way of the world is the same, let's compare it with painting. ”

No one asked Chu Liuxian: "Do you know how to paint?"

"Slightly clear!"

"How many kinds of paintings are there in the world?"

This question made Chu Liuxian pause, and he didn't interface immediately.

How many types of paintings are there?

People, landscapes, animals?

Or secular paintings, religious paintings?

......

After Chu Liuxian pondered for a moment, he raised his head and said, "Two kinds!"

"Which two?"

"One is realistic, the other is freehand. ”

The figure nodded, as if appreciative, shook his head again, and if regretful, asked, "What about the third type?"

Chu Liuxian was puzzled, where did the third one come from?

No one had the meaning of waiting for his answer, and said abruptly: "Have you ever seen such a painting, in which the love, the scene, and the person are the most unforgettable moments in someone's life." ”

But in the long life, no matter how unforgettable it is, one day, when you look back, you will find that you have forgotten it cleanly as soon as you know it. ”

"Only that painting solidifies the person who will never forget. ”

"You say ......"

The figure looked at Chu Liuxian's eyes and asked, "The forgotten now, the frozen one is not forgotten, which one is the real person?"

Chu Liuxian didn't answer, he couldn't answer.

Who is that person? Is it the one who will never forget, or is it the one who is real?

Chu Liuxian didn't need to answer, he already understood the meaning of being invisible.

He'd seen it before!

Ever remembered. The young man came out of the mountain village, and there was a bleak behind him, the village was barren, and there were few people.

At that time, Chu Liuxian asked Xin Yi to paint a painting that froze the young man from the mountain village who thought he would forever engrave that scene in his heart.

How many years have passed, and how many things have happened, Chu Liuxian rarely remembers that scene today, how similar is this situation to the situation in the words of no human form?

"Send God!"

The humanoid voice echoed in Chu Liuxian's heart lake, like a stormy wave. Roll up a thousand piles of snow.

"The third realm of painting is to send God, to put God, and even the truth of that moment, in it, and to truly give it life. ”

"Painting is like this, and so is carving. ”

Chu Liuxian nodded unconsciously, he remembered the tears of the dragon girl, and remembered to freeze in the sculpture. Countless years of fatherly love.

However, he also knew in his heart that whether it was that painting or Lethe, after all, he only touched the side of the gods. It's not something that no human figure really wants to express.

Chu Liuxian looked back at the human form, and the light in his eyes burst out, under the clear and clear sky, but there was a void room that was white. The darkroom is as bright as a candle.

The human figure suddenly raised the wooden carving of the violent ape in his hand and scolded loudly:

"You monkey, fatherless and motherless. If you are lawless, why don't you die?"

Chu Liuxian, Little Fat Man, and Yun Xiangrong were all frightened by the lack of human form, wondering if he was crazy, otherwise how could he scold a wood carving.

The little fat man behaved the most exaggeratedly, and the whole person slipped into the corner, his eyes were on the door, and he was always ready to smear oil on the soles of his feet.

The madness on the human body was retracted, and Chu Liuxian asked: "You say, if it is true, if it is alive, do I dare to scold it?"

Chu Liuxian shook his head, the little fat man shook his head, and Yun Xiangrong shook his head.

Inexplicably, a scene appeared in the minds of the three of them, a violent ape with all its whiskers open, holding a club high, and its sound shook the sky:

"Bah, eat me!"

"Smack!"

No one smashed the wooden carving in his hand to the ground, and the statue of the violent ape was shattered.

"You say, if it's true, do I dare do that to it?"

Chu Liuxian and the others shook their heads again, and even shook out the scene that came to their minds, it was too bloody.

The figure spread his hands and said, "That's the gods!"

"I'm just going to carve out that I don't dare!"

How to listen to the awkward words, it was like a lightning bolt, cutting through all the darkness and waking Chu Liuxian up in an instant.

"Send God! Send God!"

"That's what it means, I see. ”

Chu Liuxian unconsciously turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the walls, through the space, all the way to the place where the stone monkey statue stood above the sky.

Faintly, Chu Liuxian grasped the true meaning of the nobody's words, and really understood what he wanted to pursue?

"I can't do it. ”

"I can't do it. ”

There was no loneliness or regret in the human voice, "Would you like to learn from me?"

Chu Liuxian's heart was agitated, and it couldn't be contained, just like a volcano that had accumulated endless magma and endless earth qi, and it erupted impatiently.

Chu Liuxian was dressed up, made a big salute, and said respectfully: "The disciple is willing to learn." ”

"Please teach Master Mei. ”

The human figure nodded with relief, turned around, and said, "Tomorrow morning, you can come and learn." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand with his back to Chu Liuxian and the others, signaling that they could leave.

Chu Liuxian respectfully saluted the figureless back, and pulled the little fat man and the two of them out.

In the end, the little fat man was still confused, and muttered in his heart: "This is the end? What are they talking about?"

"Send God, send what God?"

"No matter how you send it, is it possible that a piece of broken wood can still survive?"

After a long time, the little fat man realized that at this moment, he was infinitely close to the truth......

Outside the carving shop with no human figure, Chu Liuxian let go of the hands that were dragging the little fat man and the two of them, and when he looked back, he saw that the sunlight did not enter the whole shop, and it was as deep as a cave in the wilderness.

"Xianyuan Town, it really deserves to be Xianyuan Town. ”

"Immortal Yuan!"

Chu Liuxian had a hunch that he was already getting closer to a certain immortal fate little by little.

"Huh?"

As if he suddenly remembered something, he asked, "Fat man, Miss Yun, why did you come here today?"

As soon as Chu Liuxian's words came out, the little fat man recalled something terrifying, and his face was full of pain, and the silver bell on Yun Xiangrong's body rang, as if he couldn't restrain himself from trembling.

Chu Liuxian became more and more curious:

"What happened?" (to be continued......