A group of people stared blankly at the paintings on the table, not knowing what to say.
The reason for this is that no one can understand what is drawn on the paper. There is a large blank space around it, only ink rendering in the middle, and some messy brushstrokes, but there is no complete and specific image.
Not only can’t you tell what the painting is, it can’t even be called a painting, it’s more like a random graffiti.
But this is clearly something Huo Hongtu took out from the safe. Judging from the way he regards it as a treasure, it must be extremely precious and cannot be meaningless graffiti. Is there any mystery behind it?
Even Huo Huaien and Huo Qingshu couldn't understand the mystery. It was the first time for both of them to see this painting, and they were as confused as everyone else.
Huo Hongtu ignored everyone's surprised expressions and just stared at Ye Xingyu: "Young man, tell me, how do you interpret this work?"
Ye Xingyu's expression was also quite strange, but he was different from others in that he was surprised. Others couldn't understand it and didn't know what was so good about this painting. He knew it all, so he couldn't laugh or cry.
Ye Xingyu sighed softly and said slowly: "This is an unfinished draft, only the general framework has been drawn."
"Oh? Can you tell what this painting is?" Huo Hongtu was quite interested in his answer.
Ye Xingyu answered truthfully: "This is a picture of sparrows. It depicts several sparrows in a tree."
"Nonsense! This is clearly a dragon in the painting!" Huo Hongtu immediately retorted, pointing to several locations on the painting with his hand, and explaining like an expert, "Look here, it is obviously a dragon head, and this is a dragon body, and
Come along, here is the dragon's tail, and these few places are all claws..."
Huo Hongtu spoke eloquently, and everyone followed the positions he pointed at and looked at them one by one. They couldn't say they were very similar, but they did have a slight resemblance.
This feeling is a bit like when traveling with a group, the tour guide pointed to a certain scenic spot and said that this stone looks like a lying cow and that stone looks like an Arhat. If you don't say it, it doesn't look like it at all, but if you say it, it still looks a bit like it.
Anyway, it would be more convincing to say it is a dragon than a sparrow.
But Ye Xingyu was even more dumbfounded, cursing in his mind: Damn it, Shenlong, you really know how to think about it, don't you understand the draft I drew myself?
——That's right! This painting is Ye Xingyu's unfinished work, but when he drew this draft, his name was Hua Shentong.
At that time, he was still the founding emperor of the Tianlong Empire, and he was sitting in the imperial study room reading a book. Just as a few sparrows flew on the branches outside the room, they were chirping very happily. Hua Shentong became interested, spread out the paper, and picked up the pen.
Dip in ink and use a few large strokes to build a large frame.
As a result, after just a few strokes of writing, an urgent official matter suddenly came up that he needed to deal with, so he put down his brush and left the imperial study.
When he came back, the sparrows had flown away and his interest was gone. Hua Shentong did not continue drawing, but crumpled up the unfinished draft and threw it into the trash can.
Now more than 20 years have passed, and the draft that he threw away back then somehow found its way into Huo Hongtu's hands. He regarded it as a treasure and carefully collected it, even the wrinkles on the paper were flattened.
Ye Xingyu was also amused. Is this little old man a fan of Hua Shentong? He even picked up a discarded draft as a treasure!
In fact, Ye Xingyu didn't know that many of his belongings and even his handwriting and paintings had been preserved by caring people during his years as emperor, and now they have become priceless treasures.
Huo Hongtu, for example, also worked hard to get this rough sketch that he dug out of the trash can.
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There was news a few years ago that at an officially organized charity auction, the toilet that the founding God of War had sat on attracted tycoons from all walks of life, and was finally sold for 850 million, which shocked the public.
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One can imagine how popular items related to the God of War are.
In the era just after the war, Hua Shentong, who saved the world, was simply a legendary hero, a national idol, admired by hundreds of millions of people. Although the old guy Huo Hongtu was much older than Hua Shentong, he was really his die-hard fan.
It is said that Hua Shentong is invincible in the world in addition to martial arts and divine power. He is also proficient in many skills and has high attainments in painting. Although his works are very few, they are all art treasures. They are all preserved in the Royal Museum and can be passed down.
This was the only sketch he threw away.
After Huo Hongtu obtained this authentic work, he kept it like a treasured treasure. Even his son and grandson did not have a chance to see it. It was only now that he took it out. Who would have expected that he would meet the reincarnation of Hua Shentong.
It is clear that the painting is a sparrow, but Huo Hongtu insists on saying it is a dragon. What should we do?
Ye Xingyu was helpless, feeling that no matter how much he said, he could not defeat this old man.
Because this painting has just begun, it is just a draft frame, not even a prototype. Judging from the current composition of pen and ink, it does look more like a dragon than a sparrow. Ye Xingyu cannot explain it. No one believes it when he says it is a sparrow.
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He could only sigh softly and said quietly: "If my guess is correct, this messy draft should be the handwriting of Lord Martial God, right?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, including Huo Hongtu.
"You...you...how did you know?" Huo Hongtu, who had always been calm, couldn't even speak clearly.
Everyone knows who the Martial God is, but not many people have heard that the Martial God can draw. But now, Ye Xingyu can see that this is the Martial God's own painting, which makes Huo Hongtu feel incredible.
Ye Xingyu didn't speak, but suddenly he moved his hand, picked up the brush on the table and put it to the paper. Huo Hongtu was shocked and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
The tip of the pen touched the drawing paper, and the ink smeared. Ye Xingyu concentrated on it, turning his elbows and wrists, and the pen moved like a dragon and snake flying, as if he was wielding a set of peerless swordsmanship. The sharp tip flew across the paper quickly, adding one stroke after another.
A gray-black line.
Huo Hongtu felt so painful that he even had thoughts of killing people. He wanted to drag Ye Xingyu out and cut his body into pieces.
The painting of the God of War, which was in good condition, was completely turned into a waste after this kid messed with it. Huo Hongtu was so angry that he couldn't help but slap the table and scold his mother.
Others were also surprised to hear that this painting was left behind by the God of War. They all thought it was a treasure. Even if it had no practical value, it still had precious commemorative significance. But if Ye Xingyu did this, wouldn't it be the same as destroying cultural relics?
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Both the Huo family and the Lin family felt that Huo Hongtu was about to go crazy. They couldn't bear to look at it. They thought that Ye Xingyu had made a big mistake and dared to destroy Mr. Huo's beloved thing. It was really too much.