Painter

Ze Mu absorbed the falling blood beads and began to change.Like a dead wood in spring, the wood blocks that have been separated from the living body suddenly start to grow rapidly, and gradually expand and become larger.Branches are drawn from the corners, twisted and curled in the air, and the arcs fit together, turning into a wooden wheel.Another wooden wheel also appeared on the other side.A straight beam grows from the center, and the surface expands to become a flat chair surface.

A piece of wood the size of a palm has grown into a wooden wheelchair for a grown man.

The visual shock brought by this process is far greater than when I first saw Li Yuan's painting clothes.Bai Qian stared at the wheelchair dumbfounded, and exclaimed, "It's grown!"

Mu Yueguan curled his lips and laughed at him: "Have you never seen other people draw utensils? You don't have any experience!" After speaking, he walked over, sat down in the wheelchair, twisted his buttocks to feel it, and then flicked the switch on the side. Hand wheel circle, smacking lips: "Not bad! I said before Bai, how did you come up with it! Come and try, brother?"

Mu Qingjian's face gradually eased after seeing her little sister's actions.Yun Yue remained silent, put medicine on him to cover the wound on his fingertips, then bent down to pick him up and put him on the wheelchair.Mu Qingjian pushed the handwheel forward by himself. Although it was a bit difficult, he was indeed moving forward with his own strength.

When Bai Qian regained consciousness, he felt that he was on the verge of the limit, so he hurriedly leaned on the wooden table to maintain his balance.Seeing that Mu Qingjian's pale face turned red, and his breath became confused, Bai Qian said: "If you feel hard, you can put your hand on the rim—that is, the place where you hold it is thicker, it will be a little better. Other details , such as the height of the backrest and the material of the footrest, you can modify it according to your own comfort."

Mu Qingjian didn't respond in any way, but everyone present could tell that he was very excited inside, perhaps with some joy.At this point, Bai Qian suddenly felt that it was not all bad things that he had suffered.At the very least, this injury broadened his vision and brought him closer to the current Mu Qingjian.

Bai Qian supplemented his explanation on his own: "For the two small wheels in front, if they are bigger, they will be less hindered, and if they are smaller, they will be more flexible and convenient. It's up to you to choose."

Mu Qingjian still didn't speak, but Mu Yueguan rushed over excitedly, hitting Bai Qian staggering and nearly falling.Mu Yueguan put his arms around Bai Qian's neck and shook back and forth, shouting: "Bai Qian, from now on, the entire Mu family will regard you as a guest of honor! The people in the house will make orders at will, and no one will refute!"

Bai Qian couldn't stand himself still, and Mu Qingjian couldn't help but put his weight on the wooden table.The wooden table was shaken, and a scroll at the corner of the table was knocked off, rolled a few times on the ground, and then fell apart.

Bai Qian glanced sideways, and found that it was the outline of a house, with only a few strokes, he outlined it.Bai Qian guessed that this was the design drawing of the Emperor's Palace.

Mu Qingjian frowned, and scolded: "Yue Guan! My daughter's family is so rude, how decent!"

Mu Yueguan let go of Bai Qian, stuck out his tongue, and pulled Bai Qian out.

On the second day, Mu Yueguan sent another wheelchair, which was lighter and more beautiful than the first one.Bai Qian tried it, it happened to match his height.Although it is not as easy to use as an electric wheelchair, it is already extremely sophisticated and comfortable in this era.

Mu Yueguan lay down on the round table, swayed back and forth with his legs on the stool, and said, "My brother drew it for you. He didn't say anything, but he was very grateful to you in his heart."

Bai Qian said with a smile: "I also got this means of transportation, so I can be regarded as a beneficiary. I also want to thank him."

Mu Yueguan rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you thank me! Can you show me your artificial leg?"

Bai Qian didn't want to expose his stump to others, but after thinking about it, he should be a little sincere now that he is living under the fence of others.Bai Qian nodded, and was about to bend down to roll up his trousers.Unexpectedly, when Mu Yueguan saw that he agreed, she jumped over excitedly and helped Bai Qian take off his shoes and socks by herself.

Bai Qian hurriedly turned the handwheel to back away, avoiding Mu Yueguan, and said awkwardly, "I can do it myself."

As Bai Qian said before, the research content of this right foot lies in the carbon fiber energy storage footplate. Compared with this era, it is not as practical as the knee of the left leg.Mu Yueguan squatted in front of the wheelchair, looked at it carefully for a long time, and when asked about the material, Bai Qian always replied that he didn't know.Sure enough, Mu Yueguan gave up quickly, stopped entanglement, and asked instead: "Do you have any novel gadgets? Tell me!"

Bai Qian rewrapped his white socks, put on his cloth shoes, and said with a smile, "All novel things are in my mind. You prepare me pen and ink, and I can draw for ten days and ten nights."

Mu Yueguan lay back on the table again, tilted his head to think for a long time, and asked, "Have you had a spiritual test?"

Bai Qian touched the back of his neck with his backhand, the sense of confinement and pain had long since disappeared, but there was always a foreign body sensation in the place where the spiritual needle was pierced.Bai Qian replied: "I have tested it, but there is no response from the spirit test needle."

Mu Yueguan spread his hands: "It's a pity. I tested the spirit a few days ago, and the fourth-level spiritual power was stimulated! Although it is only one level away, the power is completely different! You have also seen that Si Qi was captured by my new whip. His face changed with fear! He still thought that my Mu family recruited capable people, but he didn't expect that it was my spiritual power that improved."

Bai Qian's heart seemed to be lit, and after a flash, an idea popped up in his mind, so he asked Mu Yueguan: "Isn't spiritual power predestined? Will it change?"

Mu Yueguan said: "Of course it will change. Otherwise, why do you need to test your spiritual power every four years? You are born to be right, such as the painter's painting skills and hard work, will affect the level of spiritual power."

Bai Qian asked: "The more proficient you are, the higher your spiritual power? How does the painter paint? I mean, how can you make those things real?"

"When drawing, think carefully about the object you are drawing, as long as you have a shape in your mind. Why do you ask this?"

Before Mu Yueguan finished speaking, Bai Qian picked up the teapot on the round table, turned his wrist, and poured the tea all over the table.Bai Qian dipped his fingertips in some tea and tapped it on the table.Pausing for a while, closing his eyes and meditating, his fingertips moved slowly, outlining a drum-shaped teapot on the table.

The kind of side handle pot that is often seen in supermarkets, cinnabar red, with soft and round lines.Bai Qian thought about such a teapot in his mind, and the water stains on his fingertips became less and less as he dragged, and the last stroke was connected.Bai Qian raised his hand and stared at the looming graphics on the table, but nothing happened.

Mu Yueguan also held his breath, staring at the puddle of water.Time passed bit by bit, still nothing happened, and Bai Qian's patience was slowly exhausted, but Mu Yueguan suddenly shouted: "You made a mistake! Utensils should be carved with Ze wood, and the flow of water I can only draw clothes!"

Bai Qian let out a long breath, feeling that the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat.Mu Yueguan jumped up and ran out, saying, "Wait, I'll give you Zemu!"

Before Bai Qian could stop him, Mu Yueguan had disappeared.Bai Qian called Wan Zhu in, wiped off the water on the table, and asked her to fetch pen and ink.

Thinking of his favorite shirt, Bai Qian picked up the pen again, and the fatigue from drawing the details of the wheelchair hit him again.It's just that there seems to be nothing, and it's not as aggressive as last time, making him faint.Bai Qian was terrified, his wrist trembled, the brush fell off, and the ink stained a piece of brocade.

Mu Yueguan came back just in time, saw Bai Qian's pale face, and asked doubtfully, "What did you do?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the ink stains on the brocade cloth, and Bai Qian thought that he had stained a piece of light blue coarse cloth in the same way in Li Yuan's room.Bai Qian couldn't figure out the inevitable connection, so he shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Mu Yueguan threw the brocade cloth to Wanzhu and asked her to wash it, and pushed Zemu to him, complaining: "I told you to wait for me, but I didn't listen. This is for you, is this knife okay?" ?”

Zemu is the size of the entire palm, and the knife is an ordinary carving knife.Bai Qian felt that the spasm in his wrist had disappeared, and the shaking gradually stopped, he took the wood and the knife calmly, and concentrated on carving.

The tip of the knife fell and stuck in the wood, and it didn't feel tired as expected, but felt smooth.Engraving and engraving rubber stamps on wood have a completely different texture, and the techniques they pay attention to are also completely different.Bai Qian originally thought that he would not even be able to write a pen successfully, but unexpectedly, with a light turn of his wrist, a curve was drawn and an arc was drawn, which was exactly what he had in mind.

Could it be that I can't paint clothes, but can only carve utensils?

Mu Yueguan didn't notice it, and clenched his hands into fists, seeming to be even more nervous than Bai Qian.Bai Qian collected his thoughts, used his fingertips to carve another stroke, and pulled it out horizontally.

In addition to the skill, woodcarving also requires the strength of the painter.Bai Qian used to rely on his hands for food, but in the past two years since he was injured, he has to use his hands for everything, and he has also developed his strength.It's just that the skills of wood carving can't be mastered in a while.It wasn't until the setting sun dyed half of the sky red that Bai Qian finally straightened up.The left hand rubbed the sore back, the right hand was numb, and the knuckles were stiff.

Mu Yueguan waited impatiently, and asked Wan Zhu to bring some snacks, and looked at Bai Qian's side face while eating.Seeing that Bai Qian finally put down the carving knife, he leaned over to look at the pattern on the piece of wood.

Mu Yueguan still had chestnut cake in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "What is this?"

Bai Qian hesitated for a while, without explaining too much, he just said: "A tool, if it succeeds, I will give it to you, and you can research it yourself."

The lines on the Zemu are distorted and pieced together in a haphazard manner, barely recognizable as a bicycle.It's just that the handlebars are asymmetrical, the wheels are nearly square, and the pedals are uncoordinated.

Bai Qian gritted his teeth, took the carving knife and stabbed his fingertips hard.The excruciating pain came instantly, Bai Qian took a breath, quickly stretched out his finger, and squeezed out two drops of blood with the other hand.

The blood swirled in the air, and Bai Qian felt that the time was infinitely stretched at this moment, so that all the details became extremely clear.It clearly fell on the wood, but Bai Qian heard the sound of raindrops returning to the sea, crisp and soft.Afterwards, the blood was absorbed by Zemu, and the surface was still golden, as if it had never been covered with debris.

The palm-sized piece of wood lay still on the ground, and suddenly began to change under Bai Qian's suppressed breathing.

Bai Qian couldn't help but slammed on the table, the loud "bang" scared Mu Yueguan.Seeing that Bai Qian was so happy, Mu Yue also pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.

However, with the first smile, Bai Qian's expression gradually cooled down.Mu Yueguan followed his gaze to look at Zemu on the ground, and also widened his eyes, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.