Mei Guo pouted and looked at the painting stall beside her.
There is a rope tied in front of the booth, and several portraits are hung on the rope, although I don't know if these portraits are real people as models, but just looking at these paintings, it is lifelike.
After looking at the painting stall again, I looked at their stall owner, a young scholar in his twenties, with a slightly yellow complexion, a coarse cloth robe, and a clean wash.
I wanted to leave here, but I thought of the portrait on the Xiaoxian Lingtang and stopped.
"Is it a portrait?"
the scholar asked again.
Meiguo nodded, "I just don't know if you look like it or not." ” "Bao Xiang, Bao Xiang."
The scholar's ordinary face showed confidence, spread out the white rice paper, and polished the ink, "It's not like not charging money, it's a painting of the young lady, or a painting of this son."
"Neither.
I wanted to draw a portrait of my deceased husband.
Mei Guo looked at the white paper on the small table, and her face darkened slightly.
The scholar was stunned, and looked up at Meiguo, this woman is young and so beautiful, but her husband died, it is really pitiful, "What does he look like, what does he usually like to wear, you say it carefully, I will draw a sketch, you don't look like it, it doesn't look like it, I will change it until you are satisfied." ” Painting people based on oral narratives can't be as simple and straightforward as following the paintings, and it is inevitable that there will be discrepancies, but he is willing to do his best to paint this portrait for her, and he has experienced the pain of this woman's husband.
Pei Jin's appearance floated in Meiguo's mind, and Meiguo did her best to describe him.
The scholar didn't put down the pen immediately, thought for a moment, picked up the pen and put it down, and in a moment a human-shaped first model appeared on the white paper.
Stygian snorted, "The painting really looks like it." ” Mei Guo was thinking about what more details could be said so that he could better imagine the painting more godlike, and when she heard what she said, she came to the table.
Because it was a prototype, it was not colored.
There is only the general outline of the person's facial features, the hair is only outlined, and it is not colored, and the face is indeed very similar to Pei Jin before his death, and he secretly admires this scholar's high understanding.
Meiguo looked at that face in a daze.
"Miss, look, is it still like it?"
the scholar looked at the two of them, and already knew the answer, but still asked one more sentence, "If it is an image, I will continue to paint." ” Mei Guo nodded, "Sir draws very well, just keep painting like this." ” Scholars are recognized, and they are added with one pen.
The character slowly plumped up and three-dimensional, and the appearance is indeed like a great admiration, but the empty hair, but it makes Meiguo have an indescribable strange feeling, a figure that is so unfamiliar that she has forgotten slowly floats up, the same demonic face, that face slowly coincides with Peijin, and slowly can't tell the difference between the two faces.
The rose fruit is out of the mind.
The hair that was left blank was slowly dyed black, and a live pendant appeared on the paper.
When he finished painting, Meiguo still didn't come back to his senses.
Stygian Red praised again and again, "It's amazing."
Pushing the rose fruit, which I don't know where I am, "Look at it" Mei Guo woke up violently, and looked at the portrait again, the charming appearance was really the same as Pei Jin, and Mu Na responded: "Very good." ” The scholar looked at it and sighed again and again, "There is such a beautiful man in the world." ” Stygian didn't know what was wrong with her, so she took the money and prepared to pay.
Mei Guo suddenly pressed the portrait that had just been blown dry and was about to roll up, "Draw another one for me." ” The scholar was overjoyed, "I don't know who to paint this time" He has never had a chance in this business, and he is barely able to make ends meet, and it is rare to be able to paint two paintings at once.
"Just follow this picture, but the hair needs to be changed, and there is no need for these flowers on the robe."
Rose Fruit painted it according to that long memory.
According to the painting, it was much easier than just now, and there was no need to paint those complicated flowers on the robe, so it should not be a moment, and the scholar drew a silver-haired Pei Jin according to Meiguo's request, which was also charming and moving, but a little more fairy.
Meiguo looked at the white-haired Peijin, and then looked at the black-haired Peijin, her face was white and red, unpredictable, and finally her eyes were fixed on the white-haired Peijin's portrait, and two words were squeezed out between her teeth.
"Suzusa" It turned out that this portrait was the same as the one who summoned her back and used thunder to scorch her flesh Suddenly grabbed the two portraits, turned over the dark red horse, and did not wait for the dark red, patted the horse and left.
"County Lord."
In a hurry, he didn't care about how much the painting was, so he threw a silver ingot of fifty taels to the table, and hit the ground with his toes, chasing after the rose fruit that was rolling away in the dust.
The scholar picked up the silver and shouted at them, "Childe, miss, I only need one tael of silver, and I can't find these fifty taels of silver." ” He paints well, but people are pedantic, and they don't want to think about it, everyone is gone, how can he find any silver, follow him to the street, where can you still see people.
He also said that this was finally in the bazaar, although it was not a time of high crowds, but there were many pedestrians, and Meiguo did not dare to let the horse run too fast.
Accidentally kicked someone, only to feel that someone behind him was left behind, no need to look back to know that it was red, just out of the market at this time, there are not many pedestrians, more and more urging the horse to go fast.
Scarlet snatched the reins from her hand, "What's wrong with you?"
"Hurry back to Yi Yuan."
Mei Guo didn't explain much, and she couldn't explain the mystery of her stomach.
Stygian Red threw out a signal flare, informing Meiguo's escort team to return to the garden on their own, and took Meiguo out of the capital with a clip on the horse's belly, "Who is Suzi" He's been following Rose for so long.
I've never heard such a name, could it be that she has met someone new in the past four years Meiguo's face sank and she gritted her teeth, "A bastard." ” Shen Hong wanted to ask again, but seeing the dark clouds rolling on her face, like a boiling crater, the flames could erupt at any time, and she closed her mouth in interest, and it was better to be less troublesome at this time.
Meiguo returned to Yiyuan, scooped up a shovel, went straight to the back mountain, and when she arrived at Peijin's grave, she stuck the shovel on the ground, rolled up her sleeves, and took out the shovel and began to shovel the soil on the grave.
The dark red Zhangji who followed her couldn't touch King Kong, "This is a new grave, and there is no need to add soil." ” Meiguo glanced at him, "Who said that I was going to add soil, you should go and find a shovel and dig this grave with me." ” "Digging the grave" changed his face, this person went into the ground, digging up the grave, it is a great disrespect to the deceased, whether it is ancient or modern, it is a taboo.
"Yes, digging a grave."
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Mei Guo had the strength, shoveled a few shovels, but didn't shovel much soil, and saw that the dark red pestle was there, and raised willow eyebrows, "Go quickly, call a few more people." ” Ying Hong only said that she was stimulated by the portrait of Pei Jin just now, and stepped forward and snatched the shovel from her hand, "County Lord, don't do this, Pei Jin is gone" Sprinkle flowers for tickets and welcome Pepe back soon. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ┃Shushu.com┃ ┃┃ ┃shushuwcn┃ ┃┃ ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━: