Meng Youran didn't quite believe it.
"Master Ye, please don't be joking. This painting is no small matter. If it was really painted by Mr. Ye, I would be willing to spend a lot of money to paint it!"
Ye Qingyun was delighted when he heard this.
Why don’t you believe this?
"I really painted it. If you want, I can draw one for you on the spot."
"Then there is Mr. Lao Ye."
Ye Qingyun didn't show any pretense, he just took out the paper, pen and dye from the house.
Then start painting.
With this first stroke, Meng Youran and Qin Zheng felt that it was extraordinary.
Although it is just a simple stroke, it is extremely smooth and smooth.
Unique beauty.
You can't find anything wrong with it.
Swish, brush, brush!
Ye Qingyun's pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and he splashes the ink with great ease.
It takes less than a cup of tea.
A painting has already been painted.
What Ye Qingyun drew was not the door god, but a picture of Guan Gong.
Although the painting is not very complicated, a majestic and upright Guan Gong is already vivid on the paper.
He is tall in stature and has a majestic face. He wears a green scarf on his head and a Zaoluo robe, and holds a Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Meng Youran was shocked.
Although he did not recognize the people in the painting, he could feel the momentum contained in the painting.
It gave him an intimidating urge to worship.
The more I look at it, the more
Shocked.
The more I looked at it, the more horrified I felt.
But Meng Youran was a little strange.
Why are the eyes of the person in this painting not open?
Instead, he squinted his eyes.
"Master Ye, this painting is indeed very good, but why do you paint this person with squinting eyes?"
Meng Youran asked curiously.
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"Because I can't draw my eyes open."
Meng Youran was startled, "Why can't you open your eyes?"
"Guan Gong kills people when he opens his eyes!"
Ye Qingyun said lightly.
Meng Youran was shocked.
He looked at Guan Gong in the painting again.
really!!!
Guan Gong, who had lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, seemed to feel like opening his eyes at this moment.
And in those eyes that opened a little, murderous intent was fully revealed.
It made Meng Youran seem to be on a desolate battlefield.
And in front of Meng Youran.
There are a group of mighty generals riding red rabbit horses and holding Qinglong Yanyue Swords.
This divine general looks exactly like Guan Gong in the painting.
only.
At this moment, Guan Gong's eyes were fully opened.
Just like the angry eyes of gods, the livers and gallbladders of all mortal beings will burst.
Meng Youran has never seen such a terrifying scene.
It was as if his body would fall apart under Guan Gong's glare.
A moment.
Meng Youran broke out in a cold sweat.
Qin Zheng on the side was shocked when he saw Meng Youran's head covered with sweat.
"Leader? Leader?"
Qin Zheng shouted several times quickly.
Only then did Meng Youran wake up from the painting.
He looked around blankly.
"Did I lose my temper just now?"
Ye Qingyun looked at him with a strange look.
What's going on with this guy?
Looking at a painting and actually sweating all over your head?
Chapter completed!