Assassin peach does not change

Tao did not change his appearance, making the whole audience quiet, only a few noisy crows in the distance were still screaming "ahhhhhhhh".

The short ventriloquist boy said: "This is Daliang Mountain. If you hurt him, no matter who you are, Sister Yuji will not let you go." plaything.

Tao Buhuan is a stubborn character who refuses to admit defeat, if the ventriloquist boy talks to her well.

She may release the water, but now that the other party is threatening her, she has to establish her prestige first.

So he pulled the rope and wrapped it around his hands, and the bound hostage staggered forward and fell down in front of everyone.

Tao Buhuan raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have any bargaining chips, just let them go."

The ventriloquist boy was surprised. He squeezed his fist and pointed at Jiang Youpan and said, "We have him, so you can never take him away from us alone. And if you alarm the people in the front village, it will be even more difficult for you." Get away."

Tao Buhuan thought about it and felt that what he said was indeed reasonable, and asked with folded arms, "What are you going to do to let us go?"

The ventriloquist boy looked at the people around him, and said, "Why don't we compete three times, if you win, we'll let you go, if you lose, we'll disfigure ourselves and go to the back mountain to work hard like those people."

Tao Buhuan thought to himself: Since he knows that there are people doing coolies in Houshan, he may also know other news. Ah Si's brother is in Houshan, and I need to find a way to rescue him.

"What do you want to compete..."

"It's very simple," the ventriloquist boy hooked his lips with a treacherous look, "Try ventriloquism, calligraphy and painting, and sculpture, what do you think?"

"I don't think so, the rules can't be set by you, the competition should be fair."

Taobuhuan took a look at the people on their side. The people here are all kinds of people, and they are gorgeous. Although they look a little rough, they are not easy to mess with.

The content that this young man proposes to compete must be something that people here are good at. She and Jiang Yousi add up to only two people. Even if she can win ventriloquist and Jiang Youbi can win calligraphy and painting, who can go out to compete in sculpture?

The ventriloquist boy seemed to have expected that Tao Buhuan would protest, so he took the time to ask: "In your opinion, what is the fairest comparison?"

Tao Buchang said: "Calligraphy and painting, light work and ventriloquism."

The young man smiled: "What kind of fairness is this? The best martial arts in our place have already been beaten to the ground by you. Who can beat you in lightness kung fu? Obviously you took advantage of this round."

"Although lightness skills can take advantage, your calligraphy, painting and ventriloquism are obviously superior.

If you refuse to agree to such a condition, I have no choice but to force myself to break out. The chances are better than a competition like yours. "

The ventriloquist boy thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement.

Tao Buhuan looked at Jiang Youbo: "Since the calligraphy and painting competition was in the first round, we sent her to compete."

"it is good……"

After setting up the desk and laying out the paper, Tao Buhuan looked a bit like a common calligraphy and painting stall on the two streets.

When Jiang Youbao sat down, Tao Buhuan finally couldn't help laughing.I didn't expect that the serious and talented Miss Jiang would be reduced to this day. I really don't know how Uncle Jiang will feel when he sees her.

At this time, thinking of Jiang Shu who was still working hard in the back mountain, Tao Buhuan really had the heart to compare with the pair of jasper-like brothers and sisters in his memory.

Quietly moved to Jiang Youbao's side, and told her in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if the painting is good or bad, the important thing is to complete the calligraphy and painting. I will still be in the next competition. Even if you lose this round, it doesn't matter."

Jiang Yousi asked, "Are you so confident?"

"That's natural..."

"The topic of this competition is wind, please get ready and don't whisper to each other." The ventriloquist boy warned.

Tao didn't change her flat mouth, she stood silently aside, seeing that Jiang Youpan's ink was a little faded, she took the initiative to grind the ink for her.

This made her seem to have returned to Jiang's mansion. She often lay on Jiang Youpan's window to watch her read and practice calligraphy, or looked at her shadow through the leaky window after Jiang Youpan closed the window.

"Enough ink..." Jiang Youpan said lightly, and his tone was softer than usual.

Tao Buhuan stuck out her tongue, and looked down at Jiang Yousi's painting.The theme is the painting style, and the style is invisible, so it is natural to use other things to reflect it.

The painter next to him was painting willow trees on the bank of the river, which is naturally a clever way.

Looking at Jiang Youpan's side again, Jiang Youpan outlined a eaves corner with a string of wind chimes strung on it.

This is the wind chime of the White Pagoda of Goguksa Temple in Gyeonggi.

Tao Buhuan smiled slightly, looking at the top of Jiang Youpan's head.

She still remembers...

When Jiang Yousi accompanied her father to Gyeonggi for the first time, she was still an inexperienced country girl.

Curious to see anything.Tao Buhuan was ordered to take her out to play, and she usually dislikes the nerdy young lady who is powerless, but now he takes her to the White Pagoda of Huguo Temple when he finds an opportunity.

From the tower, you can see the bustling scene of Gyeonggi, so you can show off and frighten this nerd.

When he didn't want to go up, Jiang Yousi, a bookworm, just glanced at the scenery, and then turned all his attention to the library behind.

Tao Buhuan wanted to cry but had no tears, this man was also interested in Buddhist scriptures, it was almost fatal.

The books here are all regarded as imperial collections, and it is impossible to borrow them out, and seeing Jiang Youpan's appearance, he can't wait to live here.

From dawn to dark, Taobuhuan took a nap and was woken up by the temple bell.

Rubbing his eyes, he saw that Jiang Youbao was sitting on the eaves with a book.The breeze swayed the wind chimes at the corners of the eaves, making a jingle and melodious sound, and at the same time swayed Jiang Youbi's hair. Under the soft light of the setting sun, this girl from a remote place in the countryside suddenly became a big girl. A dreamy figure in the Gyeonggi picture scroll.

Tao Buhuan was obsessed with watching, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.It wasn't until the wind chimes rang again that she called Jiang Youpan home.

I thought that Jiang Youban would not remember anything, but now Jiang Youban drew himself who was taking a lazy nap at that time.

Although it was just a side face covered by hair, Tao Buhuan knew that it was her.

The ventriloquist boy was a little flustered when he saw Taobuhuan was smiling, "What are you laughing at?"

Tao Buhuan rolled his eyes: "I laugh that someone is in a hurry."

The boy gritted his teeth and urged the painter: "Hurry up, they are almost finished."

The painter wiped off the sweat from his forehead: "It's almost finished." After speaking, he drew a cicada sitting on a flowing willow branch.Then he put down his pen and announced: "I finished the painting..."

The young man looked at Jiang Youpan complacently. According to the rules, it was time for Jiang Youpan to stop writing.

Jiang Youpan calmly put down his pen and stood behind the painting waiting for the judge.

She glanced at the painting by the artist next to her, thought for a while, and then whispered something to Tao Buchang.

Tao didn't change and then laughed again.

This smile made the boy very uncomfortable, but he couldn't directly ask what the other person was laughing at.

So let a few selected judges come out, and let the two participating painters stand elsewhere and judge anonymously.

"The painting on the left is a willow tree with flowing branches and leaves, and there are summer cicadas on it. The water is gurgling under the tree. If you look carefully, there is a wild duck hidden under the willow tree. It is very interesting." said one judge. .

"The painting on the right is also interesting. Nearby is an eaves. There are wind chimes hanging under the eaves that are moving against the wind. It seems that you can hear the bells ringing in your ears." Another judge said.

"And there is a young girl sleeping against the wall, autumn yellow leaves falling on her hair, it looks like there is wind."

"I think the one on the right is too freehand, with broad content and rough brushwork, unlike the fine one on the left."

"That said, there is such a problem." Seeing that the situation was wrong, the judge quickly changed the subject, "It is true that the one on the left is better."

The young man couldn't help showing a little complacency, and deliberately asked the two of them: "Is there any result?"

"There is already..." the two judges said together.

Tao Buhuan stood aside and watched them sang a big drama in front of him coldly, and when the drama was sung in front of him, he said: "Hey, the two judges can feel their conscience and say that today's judgment is objective and fair without any partiality Is it?"

"sure……"

"Then what if I can prove that you are on your side?"

At this moment, the young man stood up and said, "Do you want to go back on your word now? I'm willing to accept the bet. This is the rule we set up from the beginning, and you can't go back on your word."

Tao didn’t dismiss it, walked directly to the two scrolls, turned around and asked the two judges: “Are you two dumb? Let me ask you, if it proves that you are partial, what should you do?”

One of them said: "If you can prove that I am partial, I will give you my eyes."

The other followed suit: "My tongue is yours."

Tao Buhuan laughed: "Okay, then it's a deal. Let's talk about it first. Which painting do you think is the winner of this competition?"

The judges looked at each other and saw the young man nodding slightly, so one of them said, "We all agree that the picture of willow trees on the bank on the left is better."

Tao Buhuan frowned and asked again: "Are you sure it's this painting?"

"We're sure..."

Tao Buhuan walked up to the two of them while picking up the picture of willow trees on the bank, shook his head and sighed, "I didn't want to do anything here, but now it seems that I have to take your eyes and your tongue back."

The two were shocked after hearing this, and one of them stammered: "Don't be alarmist, this painting is exquisite, Xia Chan and the wild duck are realistic and realistic, and it is indeed better than the one with the wind chimes on the eaves."

The other one followed suit.

At this time, the young man slowly interjected: "If you say that the judgment is unfair if you lose, then what's the point of this competition? You'd better come up with real evidence, otherwise neither me nor my brothers will spare you."

Tao Buhuan turned to him with the scroll in his hand: "Did you see this cicada?"

"Saw……"

"The theme of this calligraphy and painting competition is "wind". The wicker next to it has been blown away by the wind. Why is the one where the cicada stays motionless? "

"The cicada is too heavy, and it weighs down the wicker." The boy replied.

"Well, let's say it was the cicada that weighed down the wicker. May I ask—why doesn't the cicada fly away in this situation? Isn't it afraid of being blown away and falling into the water?"

"This--"

Seeing him hesitate, Tao asked aggressively: "Can you see this wild duck hiding under the willow branches on the water? This wild duck is indeed ingenious and lively, but I have a question—"

Why did a gust of wind blow the willow branches, and while the willow branches that stopped the cicadas could not be blown, it also could not blow the surface of the pool where the wild ducks were staying?

Is it also because the wild duck is too heavy to press the pool, resulting in no ripples on the water surface? "

Jiang Youpan looked at Tao Buchang in admiration.

I thought she was careless, but in fact she is also a caring and considerate person.

On that day, she stayed with her on the white pagoda until sunset, even though she was sleepy and hungry, she endured it.

After Jiang Youpan finished flipping through a book, she looked up and saw the peach waiting silently for her in the corner, a warm current surged in her heart. She had an elder brother who was as gentle as the warm sun in winter, but she didn't have a sister who was as gentle as a pool of spring water.

Jiang Yousi reached out to pick up the fallen leaves that fell on Taobuhuan's hair, and turned around to look at the night scene of Gyeonggi at the beginning of the lights, thinking that Gyeonggi is prosperous and prosperous, with outstanding people, and maybe he can make another friend.