Chu Li hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Moxiang Jushi, I'm always frizzy, and my eldest brother always says I'm unstable."
Excuse me!
When my eldest brother comes, let him draw you another one!"
”Then Chu Li raised a flattering smile, with the expression of a child who had made trouble and asked an adult to clean up, and said, "Moxiang Jushi, where is my eldest brother?"
Why haven't you seen him yet?
He doesn't seem to have gone back to his room last night, do you know where he went?
We're going down the mountain today!
”The ugly face of the Moxiang monk quickly regained his composure and picked up the brush again!
Said lightly: "Huh?
Didn't he go back?
Last night, I heard him say that he was too drunk to go back to rest early, and he didn't let the maid send him, could it be that he was drunk in another room?
I'll ask my servants to look around in the house in a moment!
”He said softly, sketched a few strokes at the edge, put down the brush, and looked at Chu Li with a slight smile, the hideous expression that flashed just now seemed to be an illusion: "Do you like painting?"
”"I like it, but I don't know how to draw."
Chu Li nodded and said, then looked at the paintings in the corridor and said, "Although I am a layman, I can also see that the paintings of Moxiang Layman are really good, just like real people."
Yikes!
How could this painting have changed?
”As he spoke, Chu Li saw the changed scene on Luo Chenfeng's painting, Mo Xiang glanced at the painting in front of him, and said with a smile: "My painting is different from others, a painting is equivalent to a world,......
He beckoned to Chu Li and said: "You come and see, as long as you inject some spiritual power and breath, everything in this painting is like a living thing."......"
Mo Xiang Jushi said about the art of painting, his expression instantly became gentle, and his mouth gushed endlessly: "Do you know a famous painting called "Bianliang Bazaar"?
The structure of that painting is rigorous, complicated but not chaotic, long but not redundant, and the paragraphs are clear.The painting depicts a large number of people of all colors in the market, such as cattle, mules, donkeys and other livestock, cars, sedan chairs, large and small boats, houses, bridges, and castle towers.In the painting, there are various characters such as officials, farmers, merchants, doctors, divination, monks, Taoists, officials, women, children, pennymen, cable men, etc., as well as plots of rushing to the market, buying and selling, hanging out, drinking, gathering, pushing boats, pulling carts, riding sedan chairs, riding horses, and so on.In the painting, the streets and alleys are lined with shops, hotels, teahouses, dim sum shops, etc.There are also city towers, river ports, bridges, cargo ships, government mansions and thatched cottages.The most valuable thing is that such a rich and colorful content, the main body is prominent, the beginning and the end echo, and the whole volume is integrated.Every character, prop.Everyone has their own identity, their own demeanor, and their own plot.Houses, bridges, and other buildings are rigorously constructed and depicted meticulously.The chariots, horses and ships are comprehensive, small without losing the whole picture, without losing their momentum.For example, the objects on the boat, the way of riveting, and even the knotted rope buckle are all explained clearly, which is breathtaking,......。
”Speaking of this in one breath, Mo Xiang did not treat Chu Li as a child, but turned her into a listener like a confidant and friend."
You know, I'm trying to create a different kind of world, but the theme is going to change.There is a boundless sea of clouds and the magnificent scenery of the Nine Heavens, including the rolling fairy mountains and the endless sea of immortals!
Ni is dressed and the wind is a horse, the kings of the clouds come down one after another, the tiger drums and drums return to the car, and the immortals are lined up like hemp,......。
There must be immortal beasts of different shapes, strange flowers and plants created by thousands of strange and strange creatures, countless fairy palaces and treasure halls, and immortal emperors, immortal soldiers, and immortal generals.There are also immortals, fairy children and divine beasts, and there must be dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and so on,......。
Thousands of miles are not enough to step, lightly lift Ling Taixu, the palace gate is saga, the hall is ten thousand feet high, the jade tree is born next to the road, and there is a divine beast guarding the door at the door center.Riding the breeze to tour the four seas, looking down on the five mountains, wandering under the nine days, and the appearance of the ,......。
One day, I want to make everything happen in my paintings, and they will all be in my paintings!
It's also another meaning of eternal life, don't you say?
”As he spoke, the Moxiang monk looked crazy, and the corners of his eyes became crimson.Chu Li silently thought that this ambition is really big enough, and it really responds to that sentence: how big the heart is, how big the heaven and the earth are, it is not without monks who enter the Tao with paintings, if it is to refine the sacrifice of living people into the painting, then it is not to enter the Tao but to enter the demon.Chu Li saw that he took out a pen and put it into the painting, and the scenery on the painting scroll seemed to come to life, and the tiger's eyes that had just been washed away by the tea were instantly healed.Luo Chenfeng, who was originally drunk, instantly turned into a scene as if he was escaping from the claws of a tiger, and he was running away in panic.The majestic tiger looked fierce and vicious, and his eyes slammed at him fiercely, and the scenery of the mountains and rocks in the painting became vivid, and this moment seemed to be infused with infinite vitality.The picture on the scroll is vivid, but no sound can be heard, like a vivid silent movie.Chu Li saw that the Moxiang monk had a playful gaze, looking at the tiger as if watching a play, scratching and biting Luo Chenfeng.Chu Li also felt strange, seeing that he and Luo Chenfeng were still talking happily about piano skills yesterday, and they looked like they were hard to find, so they turned their faces when they turned their faces, and Luo Chenfeng fell in love with his plot!
Her eyes moved slightly, and she saw that Luo Chenfeng was hit by the tiger on the side of the boulder in the painting, and spit out a mouthful of blood.Before the man could stand up, the tiger opened its mouth wide again, pounced on him, and bit him on the neck."
Ahh......"
Luo Chenfeng in the picture scroll still felt that the world was vast for a moment, and he was the only one left.Suddenly, he felt that the world was spinning, and there was a scene like mountains and rivers, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a tiger with hanging eyes, running down from the mountain, biting towards him, and he ran forward in panic.The bloodthirsty and ferocious aura of the tiger enveloped his whole person, and he couldn't hide from the tiger's mouth wide open, and there seemed to be a fishy smell coming from the end of his nose!
In a panic, a thick despair surged in his heart, and he instinctively exclaimed and wanted to raise his hand to block it.But the next moment, a sharp arrow shot out like lightning, with an unrivaled sharpness, "pounced", nailed the pounced tiger to the ground, and then it struggled twice, and blood slowly soaked out of its stomach.And a longbow appeared in his hand, and he also had an arrow bag around his waist.At this time, he was holding his bow and arrow, but the arrow had already been shot,......。
Luo Chenfeng exhaled a long breath and patted his chest: "It's so dangerous!"
”Thinking of such a scene, it must be the spirit of the mother in the sky to bless him.Mo Xiang's face was slightly gloomy, staring at the little monk standing on the side, pursing his lips and not speaking.But the aura on his body is a little terrifying.?
Just now, the little monk quickly picked up his paintbrush like lightning, injected spiritual power, and drew a pair of bows and arrows at an extremely fast speed.It was so fast that he didn't have time to stop it, just this hand's kung fu was not bad with him, and a strong sense of jealousy suddenly arose in the heart of the Moxiang monk.