The vast legend

The place where the two of them were standing was a slightly low cliff. The road below was steeply sloping and winding unevenly, and the location was also a blind spot. Usually, no one would walk up it for no reason.

"Then let's go and have a look too." Seeing her curious appearance, Liu Xinquan smiled slightly, took her hand, and the two of them went down the hillside and walked towards the surrounded crowd.

The spring breeze is overflowing, and the scrolls are flying.

On a wide railing, several snow-white picture scrolls were hung upside down, top-grade pens, inkstones and inkstones were quietly placed on the long table, and a group of young gentlemen stood on the periphery, looking at the standing man with scrutiny and inquiry. A man in a light robe stood quietly in front of the table with his hands behind his back, as if he was resting with his eyes closed, and seemed to be feeling the breath of nature.

After a long while, he opened his eyes. They were a pair of very sharp eyes, shining with the light of wisdom and strategy. With a wave of his sleeves, the brush hanging upside down on the pen stand fell into his slender fingers, and the ink spilled High in the sky, the pen is spinning lightly, with an elegant figure and a leisurely atmosphere, jumping in the air, and falling with the pen.

After waving so lightly a few times, on the white paper, there was a part of a beautiful outline. It was a majestic mountain and river. The man raised his eyes and smiled, his eyebrows were flying, and the outline of his entire face appeared more elegant and handsome. His fingers were slightly opened. , under the surprised eyes of everyone, the two pens on the table flew towards him. The slender fingers moved slightly, and the slender pen holder twirled on the fingertips. The fish swim freely in the water, and their postures are vividly reflected in the picture scroll.

The corner of the man's lips pursed, he waved his sleeve and splashed ink again, the pen holder rotated, and the ink splashed accurately on the soft hair tip. When he wrote the pen, there was a sense of elegance and refinement. His fingers quickly drew the lines on the scroll, and his eyes shone brightly. , flicking his long fingers lightly, a few brushes drew an arc in the air, hung on the pen holder accurately, without any ink dripping.

The man chuckled, turned around, flashed back to his original position, gracefully picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of the tea, glanced at the steam on the tea cover, and casually flicked the picture scroll, Xiao Small drops of water scattered and landed on the lake in the painting in an instant, and a magical scene appeared. The still clear lake suddenly floated in reality, and the fish swam happily in the clear water of the lake. , This scene was deeply imprinted in everyone's eyes!

The brilliance of the setting sun is hidden on the top of the majestic and gorgeous mountain, surrounded by pines on both sides, willow branches swaying, the lake is clear and flowing, fish are swimming and playing, and a small boat is quietly rippling on the water. In an instant, it seems that all the scenery has changed. As a foil, looking at the comfortable boat, people can't help feeling a little bit of exploration.

Judging from the artist of this painting, whether it is the delicate sense of the lines or the hazy feeling of the sunset at dusk, it is an excellent creative technique. The continuous mountains and rivers make people appreciate a sense of pride and ambition. It gives people a cool and comfortable feeling, but that small boat will give people a sense of yearning for indifference, indulge in the mountains and rivers, and look very quiet...

Liu Xinquan and Yan Piaoling looked at each other, they were both surprised in their hearts, they didn't expect that in this place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, there would be someone dancing and writing here, and this man's level of artistry is truly unique.

This painting seems to have a sense of detachment from the world. It can be said that it has collected all the aura between heaven and earth in this beautiful picture scroll. It is majestic and magnificent, but it also hides a feeling of indifference to the world.

And these young gentlemen on the periphery have long been dumbfounded. They were all stunned and thought to themselves, this free and easy posture, uncanny skill, and beautiful and moving picture scroll are really unmatched by people!

"This young master's painter is really superb and skillful. Really, it is very admirable." Yan Piaoling looked leisurely, glanced at the wonderful painting, but the yearning in his eyes was fleeting, and he secretly cursed in his heart. Unexpectedly, when I came out this trip, I would meet the legendary painting fairy, and I could see his demeanor painting on the spot.

"Of course, we're painting immortals, so there's no vulgar work." A man with the appearance of a servant glanced at Yan Piaoling with disdain, then took the teacup from the man's hand respectfully, and gently placed it on the table.

"It turned out to be a painting fairy, Situ Fengshui!"

"Damn, I should have recognized it a long time ago. It is said that Fengguhuaxian has excellent painting skills, and his water painting skills are very superb, and the ink he prepared can last half an hour in the water without melting. I don't know if it is true. ?”

Everyone talked in surprise, but Liu Xinquan frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and said lightly: "I don't know if Mr. Situ can part with you and give this painting to me."

As soon as these words came out, not only Yan Piaoling was taken aback, but also attracted everyone to follow the prestige. He took a deep breath in his heart. This man in the green robe has an excellent temperament, a slender figure, elegant and calm body, but there is a faint layer of faintness around his body. His cold air, his brows and eyes are full of a condescending charm, his outline is beautiful, his smile is leisurely, what a cold and arrogant handsome man!

"Give it to you?" The hand of the boy holding the painting paused for a moment, then turned his head to stare at the man in Tsing Yi, and hummed unceremoniously: "What kind of status are you? It's ridiculous to ask for our young master's masterpiece."

"Hey! What do you mean? What's wrong with asking for one of your works? A good painting can be drawn, isn't it just for people to appreciate." Yan Piaoling curled her lips, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, her expression became indifferent, and she turned her head to look at it. Liu Xinquan said softly: "Let's go, the people here are really boring."

Ignoring the boy's angry expression, Yan Piaoling took Liu Xinquan's hand, turned and left.

"Wait." A gentle voice interrupted their steps, Situ Fengshui looked at them quietly, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, fixed his eyes on Liu Xinquan, and said with a faint smile: "This painting The scenery above was encountered by chance when I was traveling in the mountains and rivers. When I saw this scene, I was filled with emotions and remembered it deeply. This time I suddenly got inspiration and drew it. After just now, I It can be seen that the young master is a caring person. If you can draw the same artistic conception, I am willing to make an exchange with you."

What?Want her to paint?Liu Xinquan was stunned, Yan Piaoling was also surprised, and slandered in his heart, there is no mistake, this person, if he wants to let Xinquan dance the sword, he is probably a good hand, if he is a painter, it's probably...

"I haven't tried it, so how would I know it won't work?" Situ Fengshui put the handkerchief into his arms, and looked at them with a smile on his face, "This painting is my sealed work. I won't paint again in the future. "

What?The painting fairy stopped painting!All the young masters were surprised. Although they didn't know why Huaxian closed his pen, they knew that the painting in front of them must be Situ Fengshui's top-level work. It would be a pity if such a peerless treasure was buried!

"Mr. Situ, please make a price. I want to buy this painting and go back to appreciate it." A man in yellow came out with a rich tone, and it was obvious that he was very fond of this painting. It is inevitable.

Situ Fengshui glanced at him expressionlessly, and pursed his thin lips, "Huh, it's so vulgar! Opening your mouth is money, how can my master's paintings be measured by worldly money, it's an insult!"

It was only then that the crowd suddenly realized that they were all ashamed. No wonder the man in Tsing Yi didn't buy the painting from him just now. It turned out to be what he meant. They sighed secretly in their hearts, and felt a little ashamed. They really bought such a peerless painting. It's just that this person was faster than them and said it directly. Fortunately, they were not impulsive, otherwise they would really be ashamed to face it.

"This..." The man in yellow froze on the spot, embarrassingly trying to find a hole in the ground to get in. Even money can't impress Huaxian, what should I do!

Glancing at the expressions of the people around him, Liu Xinquan frowned lightly, looked at the smile on the man's lips, and said quietly: "Mr.

"What! Xinquan..." Yan Piaoling yelled in surprise, looked at her in disbelief, a warmth surrounded her heart, only to hear Liu Xinquan smiled softly: "You like it, why don't I go for it."

Ignoring everyone's surprised expressions, Liu Xinquan walked to the table, Situ Fengshui raised his hand, handed over a brush, took the brush, Liu Xinquan walked slowly to a blank scroll, looked at the brush in his hand, Some images flickered in my mind unconsciously.

Yan Piaoling stared nervously at her movements, seeing that Liu Xinquan didn't start painting, but stood there quietly, as if she was meditating, she sighed in her heart, Xinquan, don't force yourself, it's just a painting, I don't want it You do this!