Outside Lin's house, an old man looked up at the sky, his eyes ashen as death.
For seven days and seven nights, Deng Bo looked up at the sky like this.
During the Battle of Chishui, one hundred thousand brothers died in the Eastern Territory, but he was not so desperate.
The Hou Mansion was framed, but he was not so desperate.
But during these seven days, he was in despair.
The person he placed his hope on, the person who made people's blood boil again in the Lin Mansion, was caught into the forbidden abyss of the human world.
He won't come back again.
Without him, how could there be a clean stream in the world?
Without him, how would the four hundred remaining guards, including him, have any direction?
Suddenly, a voice came from behind: Uncle Deng!
Deng Bo suddenly turned around and saw Lin Su covered in mud and water. The scholar's scarf was gone and he was covered in mud and water, just like when he first met Lin Su that day.
Deng Bo shouted and rushed over, lifting Lin Su directly with one arm. His fighting ability was not good, but he had been rocking the boat for many years, and his single arm was still very powerful.
Lin Su was confused. Why didn't he know that Uncle Deng could also smile like a fool?
Chen Si appeared silently, and her haggard and pale face instantly turned into a flower...
Lin Jialiang rushed out of the room, hugged Lin Su suddenly, and spun around in a circle, his laughter shook the entire Lin residence...
Mother Lin suddenly stood up from the Taishi chair, her feet went weak, and she fell down. Xiaoxue's eyes were quick and she quickly pulled her up. The old lady shouted: "Quick, take me to see..." She said she wanted the girls to take them, but in fact she
Unable to wait any longer, she rushed to the stage in a few steps. When she saw Lin Su, she almost jumped off the steps. Fortunately, Xiaoxue held her back.
The entire Lin Mansion was like boiling water, with small bubbles bubbling everywhere.
The Lin's Winery in the backyard immediately stopped working. All the workers jumped high at the same time, and the cheers resounded through the sky, almost like shouting.
Something happened to the Third Young Master. The people in the winery had been working overtime for the past few days without saying a word. It seemed that they wanted to use all their energy on workmanship. Now, they all let go.
Xiaoyao jumped out from the group of girls: "Master, were you really captured and taken to Wudaoyuan?"
"Yes."
Everyone was shocked at the same time, waiting to hear the legendary story...
Xiaoyao said: "Is there anything delicious there... there... there?"
Everyone is in vain...
Lin Jialiang tapped the snack guy on the forehead with his finger and asked directly: "Third brother, how did you escape?"
Ahem... Lin Su glanced around: "I'll tell you the truth, don't make random guesses, I can't stand things that are too fancy... There is a seventh princess in Wudaoyuan, named Long'er. This girl is very good.
I sent it back."
The expressions on everyone's faces are very strange...
Third Young Master, in fact, if you don’t tell me, everyone would be able to guess that you are very successful in the demon clan. Princess Gouyinjiu almost brought back the Demon Emperor.
Yuan came back unscathed, basically just think about your true nature, and it is indeed the case...
Wu Daoyuan is so awesome that the top experts in the world are intimidated by it. They all shake their heads and sigh when mentioning it. But our young master just made them lose their princess and lose their troops...
The entire Lin family was jumping with excitement.
"Third brother, after your accident, Mr. Baoshan left. He said that he would travel all over the mountains and mountains to find masters of Taoism and brave the abyss of Taoism together. Also, the one named An Ye... Actually, as soon as you fell into the well,
She just showed up and swore an oath to heaven that if Wu Dao Yuan dared to hurt you even a hair, she would destroy Wu Dao Yuan even if her body was shattered to pieces!"
Warmth arose in Lin Su's heart.
Sure enough, there were traces of water splashing on the wall.
Baoshan, I didn’t let you drink so much wine in vain.
An Ye, I didn’t hurt you in vain...
"The prefect came here yesterday and asked me to go to the scientific examination without any worries. He will take care of me at home."
Chen Sidao: "Actually, there is a girl who is always guarding the west courtyard. Say hello to her..."
Lin Su's heart skipped a beat, Zhang Yiyu? His first reaction was Zhang Yiyu. This girl usually looked calm and calm, but after all, she had a special relationship with him. When something happened to the Lin family, she came to take care of the Lin family.
Rather logical.
But what he didn't expect was that the smiling person standing at the door of the west courtyard was not Zhang Yiyu, but Qiushui Huaping.
"Young Master Lin is auspicious, please come back safely!" Qiushui Huaping smiled slightly: "I'm leaving, little lady."
"Miss Qiushui, stay!" Lin Su said: "Since you are here, you might as well have a cup of tea."
Have a cup of tea?
Qiu Shui Huaping was a little hesitant. Drinking tea with him and discussing things was what she had always expected, but... the reputation of the person in front of her... well, his reputation was really not that good. A person as terrifying as the Demon King almost didn't get it because of it.
He has been ruined and his reputation has been ruined. I have spent too much time with him, and I don’t know what the outside world will say...
"I heard Brother Mochi say that the girl is extremely persistent in painting, but has little communication with outsiders. Although I am not familiar with painting, I have seen some paintings and am willing to discuss it with the girl."
Qiushui Huaping's heart skipped a beat.
He has seen many paintings?
Which famous people?
Is there any Deng Xianchu great scholar?
He took his first step in the literary world at Haining Tower, where he had a close relationship with Deng Xianchu. The name of the building was inscribed by Deng Xianchu himself. His first colorful poem was the first to be praised by Deng Xianchu.
at the scene.
It is possible for him to make friends with Deng Xianchu.
She painted the screen with autumn water, and had a true love for painting. It is not too much to say that she loved it all her life. However, she had no famous teacher, no painting friends, and no chance to enter the palace. She asked to see Deng Xianchu seven times, but she was not allowed to see him once. She was a woman, she
She is not qualified to discuss art with famous people in the world, so she needs any opportunity, even if it is just an indirect opportunity...
"Myolie, prepare a pot of good tea!"
"Okay, Young Master!" Liu Xing'er has been by Chen Si's side and has never shown her presence. At this moment, she finally made her official appearance.
A pot of tea is placed under the big locust tree...
A gust of wind blew down a few leaves...
Sitting quietly in front of the table with an autumn water painting screen is already a painting in itself.
"Mr. Lin, you said that you have seen many paintings. I wonder which famous artist's paintings you have seen?"
Lin Su shook his head gently: "I have never seen paintings by famous artists."
"Is it a painting by a hidden master? What does it look like?"
"..." Lin Su smiled: "Miss Qiu Shui, to be honest, I know nothing about painting. I can't tell the difference between good paintings when they are placed in front of me."
Qiu Shui Hua Ping's eyes were slightly thoughtful.
"Miss Qiushui, Brother Mochi once told me that before you were ten years old, you traveled on a lotus boat through the waters of your hometown. Before you were twenty years old, you visited famous mountains and famous sages. After you were twenty years old, you drew the ground as a prison and imprisoned yourself in Qiankun Academy.
, Gathering the shapes of hundreds of schools of thought, and combining them with one's own way, the way of painting has entered the state of the painting mind, which is roughly equivalent to the state of the literary mind, right?"
"yes!"
"Mr. Baoshan and you used to be brothers, but later he entered the extreme state of literary mind... Is there also the extreme state of painting mind?"
"...I don't know!"
Qiushui Huaping shook his head slightly. This was the problem without the guidance of a famous teacher. She was almost groping alone. She didn't know what realms there were behind Hua Xin and how to break through them. The only thing she could do was to refer to Deng Xianchu.
, because Deng Xianchu is a master of painting. But the problem is that Deng Xianchu is not only a master of painting, he is also a great scholar of literature. His paintings are not pure. He only enters Taoism through painting, not specializing in painting skills. In fact, he is fundamentally
He looks down upon those who specialize in painting. In his dictionary, painting is just a branch, while literature is the trunk; painting is only the end, while literature is the foundation.
"No matter whether you have the infinite realm of painting, the road to painting is a hurdle that you can't get around, right?"
"Of course I can't get around it by opening a new path, but there are so many painting schools in the world that I have already exhausted my imagination. How easy is it to open a new path? Maybe I understand what you mean. After all, drawing a wall as a prison will not allow me to move up the stairs. I still have to
Go out to the world again, visit the world again, maybe one day, you will suddenly have an analogy..."
"Exactly!"
"Where do you suggest I go? Like Mr. Baoshan, do I want to stay here for three years?" Qiushui Huaping's eyes turned slightly, and there were endless wonderful things...
At this moment, her thoughts were slightly divided.
The person in front of me is not that simple.
At that time, a jar of good wine and a legendary poem sent Baoshan to the extreme state of his literary mind, but it was him who kept Baoshan by his side for three years with just one sentence.
Facts have proved that his words are not so pleasant, and his tea and wine are not so delicious.
He obviously didn't understand painting, but he stayed behind to discuss painting with her, fooling her around, and the fox's tail was a little exposed...
Lin Sudao: "If the girl is willing to stay, of course I would be happy to ask for it..."
Qiu Shui Huaping gave him a lot of contempt in her heart, she knew...
But Lin Su changed the topic: "But I also know that there is nothing in the Lin family that can leave you in your footsteps. I only wish you a safe journey in the world!"
Qiushui Huaping nodded, understand! Use retreat to advance! This is his usual tactic.
As soon as you talk, you lose, so she just nods her head and doesn't talk, let's see how you, a bad guy, perform your tricks...
Lin Sudao: "Things in the martial arts world are actually quite interesting. I have collected a lot of martial arts stories. There once was a man named Sword Demon Dugu Qiufei... This name is very arrogant and deserves a beating, right? He just wants to beg for defeat."
He was defeated in thousands of battles in his life, and never lost a single one. Do you know his cultivation history? It is also quite interesting. Before the age of thirty, he wielded the world's famous sword, showed his sharpness, and killed countless enemies; after the age of thirty, he wielded the mysterious iron
The heavy sword has no edge and is ingenious. After the age of forty, he abandons the sword and uses grass and trees as swords. Some people say that his heavy sword dominates the world and is the pinnacle of his martial arts. However, he himself said that if he abandons the sword, he will use it as a sword.
This is the beginning of his martial arts..." This chapter has been completed!