When Zichu and others saw the beast soul, they looked at each other and frowned.
Because they remembered that the professor had specifically warned them yesterday not to go near Taixu Thatched Cottage for the past two days, lest they be laughed at by the guests from the Miaodao Immortal Sect. It is said that the two guests were both disciples of the master of the Miaodao Immortal Sect, and one of them was
The deserted man, could it be this person?
If this is the case, the competition with Ji Yuyong must be treated with caution to avoid being laughed at by outsiders.
When Ji Yuyong met Gong Liang in the wilderness, he didn't have the beast soul of Yazhen in his body, so he was very curious when he saw the appearance of the beast soul.
Word by word, sentence by sentence, poem by poem, "Three Hundred Tang Poems", "Three Hundred Song Ci Poems", "Three Hundred Yuan Songs", "Poems of Thousands of Families", "Liu Yong Collection", "Huajian Collection"
", "Bold Ci", "Graceful Ci", "Ci Lin Wan Selection", "Selected Prose of Tang and Song Dynasties", "West Lake in June and a Half" and other poetry collections passed through my mind, sometimes for too long, Gongliang even
I have forgotten that I have ever read that book.
But at this time, with the help of the blessing bells of the gods of nine heavens and ten earths, these books were dug out from the depths of memory and remembered again.
"Well"
Suddenly, Gongliang saw a poem that fit the situation perfectly, and he quickly opened his eyes.
All kinds of strange images disappeared in an instant, and the blessing and curse bells of the gods in the nine heavens and ten earths also returned to their original appearance.
When Ji Yuyong saw him waking up, he ran over and asked, "But have you thought of poetry?"
"Well, I thought of one."
Gong Liang looked at the mountains and forests to the left and right and said, "Does this place have a name?"
Ji Yuyong didn't know why he asked this, so he turned around and looked at it, and glared: "You know what this place is called, I don't come here often."
Gong Liang saw that he had a chubby figure. If he didn't come often, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.
"Since I don't know, I'll name this place 'Huanghuachuan'. The yellow flowers are blooming on both sides of the stream bank, so this name is just right."
"Don't worry about the name for now. Tell me what poem you have remembered."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Seeing Ji Yuyong's anxious look, Gongliang stopped teasing him and whispered softly: "When you enter the Huanghua River, you chase the green stream every time. The mountains will turn thousands of times, and the journey will be endless. The sound is noisy among the rocks, but the color is quiet and deep.
In the pines, water chestnuts and water chestnuts are floating in the air, and the reeds are reflected in the clear water. My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so clear. Please stay on the rock until the fishing is over."
"My heart is already idle, and the Qingchuan River is so calm. Please stay on the rock, and the fishing will be over."
When Ji Yuyong heard the poem that Gong Liang read, he also read it in his mouth. He couldn't help but clapped his hands and shouted: "Good poem, good poem, this is it."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the long table and started to prepare to draw.
At this time, Zhu Yang was already drawing on the paper with a brush that he had never used before. This was his habit of painting. Whenever he wanted to draw, he would paint what he was thinking on the paper. If
If there is something inappropriate, please correct it.
Ji Yuyong couldn't help but frown when he saw the serious look on his face.
Gongliang came over with the clingy little guy Mi Gu in his arms. Seeing his appearance, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"It seems that if I want to win this bet, I have to use a trick." Ji Yuyong said seriously.
"Then come out!"
"I want to drink beer."
"Drink! No one is stopping you."
"But I don't have good wine." Ji Yuyong said with a wry smile: "When I perform special tricks, I have a habit of drinking good wine. Only when I am half drunk and half awake can the paintings I make are extraordinary and superb."
"What I thought it was, nothing else, just as much wine as you want."
Gongliang took out a wine jute engraved with phoenix and bird patterns from the space, and then took out a small gourd containing wine and filled the wine jute.
Ji Yuyong stared at the milky white wine in the wine cup, "What is this? How does it look like animal milk?"
"This is the Ruquan wine I got through Heshen Kingdom when I was traveling in the East. I have never been willing to drink it. You have made a profit today, drink it quickly!"
"It's really not animal milk?" It didn't even smell like alcohol. Ji Yuyong seriously suspected that Gong Liang was fooling him with animal milk.
Gongliang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, "You'll know after you drink it!"
Ji Yuyong doubtfully raised the wine glass and took a sip, then drank it all and praised: "Good wine, the entrance is warm and soft, with a hint of spring water sweetness, and the silky smoothness of milk. It is indeed a rare wine. Come again."
A prince."
I drank ten drinks in a row, one drink was about one liter.
Ji Yuyong drank a total of ten liters, and his stomach suddenly bulged and his body began to stagger, as if he was going to be drunk at any time.
"enough."
Ji Yuyong put the wine cup down, staggered to the place where the pen and inkstone were placed, picked up the inkstone filled with ink in one hand, drank it all in one gulp, and then walked to the open drawing paper with the pen in hand.
"Um"
If not for the clarity in his eyes, Gongliang would have thought he drank the ink as wine.
"ah"
Mi Xian and Rui Han screamed in surprise.
Zi Chu frowned slightly, and looked at Zhu Yang, who was drawing on the scroll with his hand, and his face became serious.
Ji Yuyong walked to the side of the drawing paper, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out an ink dragon, and then quickly touched the ink dragon with the brush in his hand. In a moment, the ink fell on the paper, forming an ink landscape. Ji Yuyong did not stop his hand.
, the brush is still moving rapidly among the ink landscapes.
Zhu Yang took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, turned to Zi Chu and smiled, "Looking at how serious he is, if I don't come up with something special, I'm afraid this bet will be lost."
"You don't have to pay too much attention to the gambling situation. Just do whatever you want, just be casual." Zichu said.
"It's no longer about gambling, it's about a battle of skills."
Zhu Yang shook his head, took out a bunch of things from the storage bag and opened them on the long table. Inside were some mixed paints, "Last time I went out, I found several paints in a mountain. I felt that the colors were bright and could be used.
I brought it back and tried it on, and found that the colors of the paintings were bright and had a unique smell. I originally wanted to hide it and make a splash during the competition, but it seems I have to take it out and use it today."
Zhu Yang arranged the paints one by one according to custom, then picked up the brush and started painting.
The painting I had conceived had already been imprinted in my mind. At this time, I was able to draw it easily and quickly. In the blink of an eye, I had painted a meter long.
At this time, Ji Yuyong had almost finished the painting and began to add finishing touches. Perhaps because he was too exhausted, he was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked through.
After painting for a while, he sweated a lot and drained the wine. He could no longer concentrate on painting and quickly shouted: "Here comes the wine."
Gong Liang hurriedly handed over the wine jue filled with wine. Ji Yuyong drank five jue again. Feeling almost the same, he threw the wine jue back to Gong Liang and turned around to concentrate on painting.
Over there, Zhu Yang had already drawn a rough sketch of a landscape and started to paint it in color.
Gong Liang saw that the materials he used were bright, and the landscapes he painted were as radiant as gemstones. The objects were dignified and solemn, and the layers were clear. Compared with Ji Yuyong's dark splash-ink landscape paintings, they seemed to be superior, and he couldn't help but worry.
The important figures in Qingyang Academy who were paying attention to this place because of the spirit of the beast, seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of the two people's paintings, and they began to watch attentively.