Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 72 Autumn Water Paintings
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Qiu Shui Huaping held the teacup in her hand, and kept spinning around in a small circle trying to figure out his thoughts. Suddenly, the cup in her hand stopped spinning...

Abandoning the sword is the beginning of martial arts?
This is Kendo!

What about painting?
Over the years, she has painted everything in the world with a single brush, and the brush is all she has...

So what if you give up your pen?
What happens if you give up your pen?
The leaves fall, the sun sets, the stars rise...

The night covers the west courtyard quietly, Qiushui Huaping sits quietly in the courtyard, the teacup in her hand is still held, the water in the teacup is already cold, the leaves falling from the sky are suspended in the air strangely, the picture seems to be completely frozen...

Lin Su stood outside the door, watching her quietly.

Qiushui Huaping, her past experience made him feel infinitely embarrassed. A woman with a brilliant talent and infinite talent was oppressed into such a state by this male-dominated society.

The Lin family was attacked by water robbers, and she appeared at the Lin family.

Something happened to him, the Lin family's building was about to collapse, and she appeared in the Lin family again, guarding the whole courtyard in the west courtyard.

He wants to help her!

He can help her!

Although he knows nothing about painting, he comes from another world. There are many schools of painting in that world, such as fine brushwork, simple strokes, sketching, animation, abstraction...

None of these schools of painting have ever appeared in this world. There is only one kind of painting in this world, and that is Chinese painting.

However, whether it is the extreme state of literary mind or the extreme state of painting mind, it cannot be done by others.

If he directly puts a few paintings of different styles and new genres in front of her at this time, it will not help her, but harm her, because these new roads were opened by him, and the temple only recognizes him, but not her at all. , her Dao state will not be improved, but will suffer a heavy blow, so that she may completely lose her way forward.

So, he needs guidance!
Lead her to find such a new path.

He used the story of the sword demon to tell her, abandon the sword!

All he wanted was for her to give up her pen!

As long as you give up the pen, you may find another way, why?Because when you don’t have a pen, you can only draw with hard objects such as branches and plants. Painting with hard objects can highlight the lines and free you from the unpredictable color matching.

As for drawing with lines, at least one kind of painting is beckoning to you, sketching...

It was late at night, and Qiushui Huaping suddenly let out a long breath, put his hands together, poured a cup of cold tea into his mouth, and the fallen leaves around him floated down silently.

She shifted her eyes to look at Lin Su at the door of the room. At this moment, her eyes were full of brilliance.

"Miss Qiushui, did you gain anything?" Lin Su said.

Qiu Shui Huaping smiled lightly: "I realized something from your story, perhaps, I have already walked out of my own path..."

"Ah? No way? I'm telling the story of martial arts practice. What does it have to do with you?"

"I'm a little skeptical, your original intention is to make me understand by analogy!"

Together with Qiushui Huaping's hand, it was a pure white finger with an inch-long nail on it. She swiped her left hand across it, and the silver blood from the jade finger dripped onto the nail.

A piece of precious paper fell on the table, a fingernail slid across the autumn water painting screen, and a sketch appeared on the gold paper.An ancient courtyard, a person, a table, a pot of tea, a big river flowing eastward, and a bright moon hanging on tall buildings.

"Great talent Lin, can you give me a poem?"

Lin Suyin said: "One courtyard, one person makes one painting, one pot, one month, one Jiangqiu."

"Good poem! Two poems, six ones, extremely simple, this painting is called 'Sketch'!"

As soon as her voice fell, the painting suddenly rose into the sky, the sky was full of rays of light, and a golden avenue rose through the sky, interpreting the painting she had just completed, and the holy voice came from the sky: "On the painting road, open a new one." Road, there is a painting named Sketch! The autumn water painting screen of the Great Cang Kingdom enters the realm of "painting the road"!"

The holy sound instantly spread throughout the mountains and rivers of the Great Cang Kingdom.

On the top of the mountain, the two men played chess, it was Deng Xianchu and Wuyueshan people, the sun was rolling in the sky, Deng Xianchu held the chess piece in his hand, it was completely petrified, and he did not move for a long time.

"Autumn Water Painting Screen? How could it be her? How could it be her? She...she is not the orthodox way of painting, but a heretic way, how can He De open a new way?"

With a bang, the chessboard in front of him flew up, and half of the mountain peak was wiped out.

If it was another way of writing, he might be envious, jealous, and hated, but he was frustrated, angry, and oppressed when he opened up a new way of painting...

Everyone knows that he is the person who should take this step in Da Cang!
Who would have thought that Ye Luzi, who had visited him seven times and he didn't even bother to meet him, would be one step ahead of him and open up a new way of painting!
Why is the love?

Why is the love?

In the Lin family courtyard, the ground was filled with holy light, and the holy light spread over Qiushui Huaping, turning her into a real fairy. This was her holy light infusion.

She broke through the realm of painting the heart step by step, and stepped into the "Painting Road", which is equivalent to the "Wen Road". At this moment, she is no longer a worldly person, she is in the realm of legends.

"Young Master Lin, you never told me to stay, but I still stay!" Qiu Shui Huaping gently stretched out her hand, and the sky full of holy light fell into her palm.

Nine steps suddenly appeared in the air, and Qiushui Huaping stepped up step by step, and the nine steps suddenly turned into an attic and landed on the top of the tallest building in the Lin family.

This is a strange building, everyone can see it, it is exactly the same as the Lin family's destroyed attic, but no one can touch it, including Lin Su.

Since then, the Lin family has had a mysterious guardian.

For ten days, Baoshan did not come back.

The dark night did not come back.

The Autumn Water Painting Screen did not appear again.

Everything returned to its original state.

No, one thing is changing, that is Lin Su's martial arts cultivation base, his martial arts cultivation base is increasing step by step, from warrior to martial artist, and then to Wu Zong, this is the road he has gone through once, re-cultivate, and get twice the result with half the effort , As for the energy most needed in martial arts, his Yaodan is enough to support it.

On the tenth day, his dantian was shaken, and his true energy transformed into a dragon. He broke through the martial pole again, and there was a faint dragon chant in the depths of his dantian, which came from the inner alchemy of the black flood dragon. So far, it has completely transformed.

After ten days of hard training, his throwing knife has grown a bit further on the basis of the original, initially showing Xiaolin's flying knife, which is unpredictable without fail.

The abyss of no way seems to have become a passer-by in his life, and he will never look back after it has passed. Only in the season of lingering autumn rain, he looks at the Yangtze River in the distance. Among the waves, he seems to be able to see a beautiful woman walking by holding an umbrella. Broken bridge, it says on the umbrella, beside the broken bridge in the drizzle of the West Lake...

The first of October.

The weather is fine.

The Lin family got up early in the morning, because today is the day when the two young masters will try to set off.

The general examination is no better than the rural examination. The location of the rural examination is Qiankun Academy, but the location of the general examination is Baishui Academy in Huichang, where the state capital of Quzhou is located.

From here to Huichang, thousands of miles away, there is no shuttle bus, students need to go there on their own, and they also need to go to the state office to register and verify the roster, so they can't wait until the exam date is approaching, at least ten days in advance.

Early in the morning, Lin's mother dressed in festive attire, took her two sons into the ancestral hall, worshiped the ancestors, and blessed the two sons to go to high school.

Then there is staffing.

Xiaotao jumped out first and wanted to go with the third son to take care of the third son's basic necessities.

But Lin's mother vetoed it. When the third son is at home, you can accompany him as much as you want. The old lady definitely doesn't care, but this trip is a scientific test. What is a scientific test?It's to show off your demeanor in front of the saint, and bring a bed warmer girl with you. What if this kid doesn't know how to restrain himself and gets all the way to Huichang, and the saint is unhappy?
Therefore, it is okay to take others, but not you!

Because leading others is true service, but you will definitely sing the wrong way...

Tears rolled in Xiaotao's eyes, and she was hit hard.

Lin Su turned his eyes from the others, and finally landed on Sister Chen: "Sister Chen, come with me!"

What?
Mother Lin's eyes are wide open, is it really her?

The third son once had a woman, and the whole house had guessed that there were a bunch of suspects, including Chen Si.

The basis is: after Sister Chen entered the Lin family, her skin got better every day, and her smiles got more and more every day.

But Chen Si is a bit special after all. She is a soldier back then, and she has a good craft. She is not too young, and her prestige and status are quite extraordinary. Did it on the bed?

Therefore, this unsolved case has not really found an answer until now.

The third son went to take the exam today, and a bunch of idiots were waiting for him to turn over his cards, but he chose Chen Si hand-picked, very similar to that...

Sister Chen didn't have the slightest awareness of being misunderstood, and smiled happily: "Okay!"

What about Lin Jialiang?He also ordered a girl: Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue is also very happy, she is from Jiangtan, the world of Jiangtan is too small, she has never been to the state capital before, she is going to the state capital now, very happy.

Lin Su entrusted Lao Zhou, Lao He, Deng Bo and Xiao Tao to deal with the Lin Mansion.In fact, the Lin family has nothing to hand over. At present, there are only two properties in the Lin family. One is the settlement at the Haining Building. It is just a settlement. It only takes half an hour for Xiaotao to settle the payment. on the account.The other is the Lin family's own winery. Countless people want the wine produced by the winery every day. There is no need to sell it outside. Old Zhou is in charge of this area. He is such a big shot, the merchants fawning over him is like fawning over their own father.

Xiao Tao agreed with tears in her eyes, she is the chief financial officer of the Lin family after all.

(End of this chapter)