Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1062: , questioning
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It's obviously a coffin, but after Liu Wei'an's mind was absorbed, he found that it was a world. The red dust is prosperous, and the streets are crowded with people, rappers, hawkers, and bargaining, which makes people feel like they have entered the ancient painting "The River on the Qingming Festival".
The scholar wearing a square scarf, shaking the folding fan, seems to be facing the couplet analysis. In fact, from the outside of his eyes, he looked at the big girl passing by on the street. From time to time, he could see the vendors pushing the wheelbarrow passing by, shouting : "Let's let, let's let..."
"My son, do you want to buy paintings? The paintings here are all from Tang Boju's mansion. They are all exquisite works. You pay 10 for each fake. You can take a look at the insects, fish and birds, statues of people, mountain gods and ghosts, and sons. I like it." A slightly old voice sounded from my ear.
Liu Wei'an suddenly woke up, only to find that he was standing in front of the calligraphy and painting booth. The owner of the booth was a gray-haired old man with muddy eyes, deep zou lines and rough hands showing that his life was not rich.
The old man wore washed white linen, and he couldn't see the original color anymore. There are more than 20 paintings in the booth, and the paintings are not long, and the residual ink scent can still be smelled.
Liu Wei'an looked at himself again. He was dressed as a scholar. He didn’t have a folding fan in his hand, but the fabrics were exquisite and luxurious, and he should have spoken out about the wealthy family. He turned over a painting casually and asked, “How much is a pair of silver? ?"
As soon as the words were spoken, he himself froze for a moment. The current habit is how much money and how much silver should be an ancient saying, why did he ask?
"No hurry, the son will look at the painting first, and then discuss the price after reading it. If the son thinks it is worth it, he will be worth one thousand taels. If the son thinks it is not worth it, then it will be ten taels." The stall owner smiled.
Liu Wei'an was taken aback again, and there was someone selling paintings like this. He couldn't help but glance at the stall owner. At this look, he was stunned. When I looked at the stall owner before, he looked like he was impoverished by life, but now, the stall owner’s appearance has not changed, but his eyes have changed. It is peaceful but deep, like the sea, unfathomable.
"The little student is abrupt, look at the painting first, and then discuss the price." Liu Wei'an lowered his head and carefully observed the painting. This is a painting of insects and birds. Liu Wei'an has no basis in painting. It is not famous for him to look at outlines, lines, colors, and so on. He doesn't think the painting is so good at all. On the contrary, he feels that the painting is very bad. , Very young children do just like graffiti.
A bug is a cloud of gray ink plus two black dots. The birds are also random. A larger cloud of gray ink is painted in the air or on the treetops. The two sides are extended a bit, making wings and plump. , Not afraid of crushing the treetops.
He looked left and right, but he didn't see the goodness of the second painting. He was thinking that even if he painted it himself, he could paint better than this.
"My son, how about it? That's not bad, right? This was made by Tang Boju in his later years. It is a rare collection of painting techniques." The stall owner seemed to ask kindly.
"Shu Xiaosheng was clumsy, I didn't see the characteristics of this painting." Liu Wei'an hesitated for a moment, and felt that he was still telling the truth.
"Master take another look." The stall owner's voice was confused, and Liu Weian couldn't help lowering his gaze. This look turned into a flash of lightning and struck him.
Boom——
Liu Wei'an was shocked, and his mind seemed to be split into a huge universe. Bugs, birds, branches, and rockery appeared in the universe. However, at this time, the bugs, birds, branches and rockery are no longer physical objects. , Has become a mysterious formation. A huge pen with no end in sight is sketching, drawing with one stroke. The formation is from simple to complex, from death to life, evolving, and in the higher part of the universe, a vast talisman turns into a form. The Milky Way covers the universe, and stars shine in the Milky Way.
Soul calming charm, Liu Weian recognized this charm at a glance. Although he knew this talisman in the shape of a stele, he had studied it day and night and turned into ashes, and he knew it.
The formations outlined by the giant pen complement each other with the soul talisman. As the giant pen is swayed in the void, some things that were previously incomprehensible are now suddenly enlightened. There are more and more stars on the soul talisman, some connected stars. Forming lines, a full feeling feeds back to the body, Liu Weian feels joy and satisfaction inexplicably.
But soon, Liu Wei'an felt bad. As the giant pen was swung faster and faster, one by one the insects and birds formed, and the feeling of activity and fulfillment became stronger and stronger. Finally It's going to explode. Liu Wei'an was secretly uncomfortable. He knew that this was a situation where he had accepted too many things at once and couldn't pretend. However, in this situation, he couldn't help himself, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to hear it.
What to do?
The soul calming charm above the head is getting brighter and brighter
If it were other times, when so many stars were lit in a short time, he would jump up happily, but now, he wants to cry. If the body explodes, these things can still be kept in his mind, it's fine, if the body explodes, these things will follow the clouds and smoke, and he will regret it for a lifetime.
Just when the eyebrows were cracked, a familiar voice sounded. In an instant, when the universe was small, the Milky Way was dim, everything solidified into a painting in front of me, that insect and bird painting was exactly the same as the one I saw before, without any Variety.
"My son? How do you feel this time?" The stall owner still smiled, with a very good mentality, as if Liu Wei'an would buy it or not, he wouldn't be bothered by it.
"I'm very satisfied with this painting, I don't know the price--" Liu Wei'an looked at the stall owner.
"It's not expensive, ten thousand taels." The stall owner held up a finger.
"It's really not expensive," Liu Weian realized when he wanted to take the money. He didn't bring the money. He suddenly became embarrassed and looked at the stall owner: "Xiaosheng is in a hurry to go out. I forgot to bring silver. I don't know if Credit——"
"No credit!" The stall owner interrupted him, and said in a hurry, "It doesn't matter if you don't bring the silver couple. The son is a scholar. If you can leave a pair of calligraphy~IndoMTL.com~, you can also exchange it."
"Really?" Liu Wei'an was surprised and delighted, working hard to draw a picture, his paintings are not valuable, but this insect and bird painting is priceless. He is making a lot of money.
"The old man pays attention to childishness in business. It is naturally true. However, the son can't paint arbitrarily, there is a requirement." The stall owner said.
"What's the requirement?" Liu Wei'an felt cold, and he played at will. He could handle it and paint according to the requirements. How did he paint? What if you ask him to take a portrait? I can't draw a cartoon pattern yet.
He looked at the stall owner nervously.
"Don't worry, you guys, the old guys are good at problems." The stall owner said with a smile.
"Mr. Please write a question!" Liu Wei'an thought in his heart that the stall owner was bragging. How would he know what he was good at?
""The Dark Emperor's Scripture" or "Soul Restoration Talisman"!" The stall owner said lightly, causing Liu Wei'an to almost jump up. For a moment, his scalp was numb, and he looked at him in disbelief.
How would he know?