Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 10 Drawing Demons
The wild rabbit looks like it can give birth in a few days.

Thinking that there will be rabbit meat to eat later, Su Yixin's mood suddenly became extremely good.

"Here's the breakfast for you."

Su Yixin brought a bowl of brown rice and a bowl of mushroom soup to the table.

Luo Wushang didn't dare to run far, so he wandered around a hill in the back of the mountain, and ran three laps before finding the wild rabbit.

It couldn't be killed directly, and it took a lot of effort to bring the wild rabbit back.

My belly twitched with hunger.

I thought it was too late, Su Yixin wouldn't leave food for it, but I didn't expect her to have such a conscience.

Su Yixin wanted to put the bowl on the ground for it to eat easily.

Luo Wushang disagrees.

It has done meritorious service and has certain human rights, which must be respected.

The sun is good these few days, so Su Yixin plucked the black fungus picked yesterday and put them in the dustpan to dry, and put them back in the yard to dry.

When the fungus is dried, it will be another dish.

"Ziyuan, is there any unused rice paper in parents' room?"

There are still a few days left for spring plowing, and now that there is nothing else to do, Su Yixin wants to copy a copy of the exercises for Gu Qingjue.

Ordinary paper is too thin and difficult to preserve. If you use rice paper, it can be preserved for a long time.

Xuan paper first appeared in the Song Dynasty, and it was often used to engrave books, and the price was very expensive.

Gu Mingbo loves Fan Shi very much, and knowing that she likes to paint and write poems, he went to Jiangning Prefecture six years ago and brought Fan Shi a stack of them.

For so many years, Fan was not willing to use it and kept it.

I just don't know if Fan sold it for medicine when he was seriously ill.

"Have."

At that time, he wanted to exchange this rice paper for medicine money, but it was a pity that there were too few students in the village, and he would not be willing to use such a precious thing.

I also went to the town to ask.

Several ink studios didn't accept it.

Therefore, Fan's room still has the original stack of rice paper.

"follow me."

Su Yixin and Gu Qingjue came to the room where Fan Shi lived before.

The door was locked, Gu Qingjue opened the lock with a key, and Su Yixin walked in, the room was already covered with a thin layer of dust.

Gu Qingjue glanced around, his eyes began to turn red.

He misses his father and mother.

In this room, Su Yixin used to come in several times a day to help Fan's body scrub and change clothes.

He is familiar with the furnishings in the house.

It's just that she didn't remember when there was an extra picture of a lady in the house.

The woman in the painting is dressed in red and wears a blue mat hat. The white veil on the mat hat is blown away by the wind, revealing the woman's delicate face.

The woman painted distant mountain eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, and pouty vermilion lips, leaning slightly leaning against a plum tree, holding a very bright red plum in her hand.

Suddenly, I felt that the woman seemed to be walking out of the painting.

Su Yixin narrowed her eyes.

Turning around to ask Gu Qingjue: "Ziyuan, when did this painting hang here?"

"I remember this painting was sent by a mother sent by the Gu family two days before A Niang passed away."

"The Gu family?"

Su Yixin had never heard of Fan's mention, she thought that Gu Mingbo's family was in trouble, so she brought Fan's here to live in seclusion.

I didn't expect to have a home.

It's just that the Fan family has accumulated a lot of hard work, but the Gu family sent someone to send a picture of a useless lady. What's the purpose?

Gu Qingjue said: "The Gu family's family is in Jiangning Mansion, and the current magistrate is Gu Mingjue, the eldest son of Gu's family, and his father is the youngest son of the eldest son."

The Gu family is an old clan, a Zanying family. The ancestors rose from Nantang. After Nantang fell, they became active in the court after decades of silence. It has been a hundred years.

Standing for a hundred years without falling down, one can imagine the profound heritage of the Gu family.

Su Yixin was taken aback.

I didn't expect Gu Mingbo to have such an identity.

It's just that such a family member, how could he hide in the small Wang Family Village and keep away from his family all year round.

At this time, a breeze blew up and rolled up the picture scroll on the wall.

Su Yixin raised her eyes, but the woman in red on the wall smiled strangely at her as if alive.

Su Yixin's eyes were condensed.

There is something really wrong with this drawing.

The woman in red in the painting, I am afraid that the soul of the painting has been condensed, and the painting is her world.

I just don't know if Fan's death has anything to do with this painting demon.

"The rice paper is here."

Gu Qingjue finally found the rice paper, Su Yixin looked away calmly.

Smiling, he said to Gu Qingjue: "As expected, this rice paper is indeed the gold in paper, and it is not brittle after a long time. After five or six years, it is still as good as newly bought."

"Yixin, what do you want this rice paper for?"

Su Yixin suppressed her smile, glanced at Hua Yao, and said, "Go to your room and talk."

Gu Qingjue went to a private school, and put all his pen and ink in his room.

After entering the room, Su Yixin immediately closed the door, letting Luo Wushang guard the door just in case.

"Ziyuan, there is a demon."

"Demon?"

Gu Qingjue was about to say it was impossible, but when he saw Su Yixin, he swallowed those words back.

"It, where is it?"

"It's in A Niang's bedroom, hidden in the painting, it's a painting demon."

"Hua Yao..., A Niang, could A Niang be killed by this Hua Yao?"

Su Yixin shook her head, with a solemn expression: "I don't know about this either. Only by catching the painting demon can we know the truth."

Actually, Su Yixin lied to Gu Qingjue.

Demons are also divided into good and evil.

Luo Wushang couldn't say it was pure goodness, but at least it had a clean breath, which proved that it didn't absorb human essence.

Evil is like this painting demon, the aura on his body is turbid, and he has broken away from the innate demon.

Even if this kind of evil monster cultivates to become a demon king in the future, the probability of becoming a demon king after the catastrophe is almost zero.

Heaven will clean it up.

This is the difference between good and evil.

It has not been more than two months since the painting demon condensed its painting soul, and its aura is already mixed. The most likely thing is that it has sucked Fan's essence.

It's just that all of this is Su Yixin's guess.

"Catch the monster, Yixin, are you sure?"

In Gu Qingjue's view, being able to absorb the essence of the world, the sun and the moon, and becoming a monster is very powerful.

"The Huayao condensed the painting soul for less than two months, and now it is still inseparable from the main body. The demon power is weak. With the Qiankun glass mirror given by Master Mingdao, it should have the power to fight the Huayao."

Gu Qingjue thought that this painted demon might be related to Fan's death, so he no longer hesitated and feared, and asked, "Maybe I can help?"

Su Yixin thought of Gu Qingjue's precious character.

Nodding: "I'll tell you how to do it then!"

After talking about painting demons, Su Yixin asked Gu Qingjue to spread out the rice paper, while she ground it aside: "I say you write."

"it is good."

Rice paper is precious, Gu Qingjue didn't ask what Su Yixin was going to write, so he responded directly.

This made Su Yixin very satisfied.

Based on his memory, Su Yixin chose a book that was most suitable for him to practice now.

It wasn't until Gu Qingjue wrote that he knew what Su Yixin wanted him to write.

"Is this a practice?"

"Well, I only remember a few, and I think these are the most suitable for you based on your current situation."

It's already noon after silently doing the exercises.

The black fungus had been dried, so Su Yixin soaked a large bowl in warm water, cut a few slices of bacon, and made half a pot of steamed buns with black noodles.

After lunch, Su Yixin cleaned up the stove, propped up her hands, and worried about what was left in the kitchen.

A family with four mouths, and a bottomless pit without any regrets, making money is imminent.

(End of this chapter)