I, who disguised myself as a woman, turned out to be a queen! ?

Chapter 522: The Queen: You have nothing to do with me, so don’t touch me.
[Painting A] The white energy comes from the Bai family in Jianshan.

He is quite talented in sword training. When he was only five years old, he had already mastered some of Sword Mountain's sword moves.

He even looked at his grandfather asking, "Why are everyone so surprised when he drew something right away?" '

As for the things he so-called follow the trend, in fact, let alone a five-year-old child, but even an adult in his twenties who wants to practice will have to work hard for several months before he can get started.

But when he entered Jianshan Academy at the age of six and began to learn formal literacy, Bai Qi, who had no interest in what the Master was talking about, looked at the white paper in front of him and the potted plants on the table. Out of interest, he began to draw. .

The first time I painted, Bai Qi was actually a little dissatisfied because I felt something was missing, so I started painting again.

Then he was caught by his husband and forced to stand outside.

But Bai Qi thought of the feeling of painting just now.
He used to think that practicing swordsmanship was quite interesting, because it was just fine to swing the sword like that, but just now drawing, it seemed more interesting than practicing swordsmanship?
When he thought this, Bai Qi squatted down, picked up the wooden stick on the ground, dipped it in the water from the pond, looked at the fish in the pond on the bluestone board, and started to draw.

"The child has become a little obsessed with painting recently. I rarely see him practicing swordsmanship. Do you want to control it? If your father comes out of seclusion and sees him like this, he might be angry."

"Well, control it. Although the second boy's paintings are indeed very good, and even Master Liu praised them, after all, we are disciples of Jianshan, and practicing swords is the right way. I will urge him to practice swords starting tomorrow."

The next day, Bai Qi refused to practice swordsmanship because he wanted to go to the mountains to paint.

The result was that he was forced to practice swordsmanship.

But with the sword in his hand, all Bai Qi could think about was drawing. The sword was his pen, and everything in front of him seemed to be white paper.

Of course, the sword moves are a mess.

And his grandfather happened to be out of seclusion and saw that Bai Qi was not as good as before. After knowing everything, he destroyed all Bai Qi's pen and paper, leaving only the sword for Bai Qi.

He looked at Bai Qi and said, "Concentrate on practicing swordsmanship from now on. Miscellaneous studies like painting will only distract you." '

Bai Qi didn't say anything, but he, who was already smart, had actually expected this day and hid the paper, pen and ink long ago.

So when no one is around, he can still draw.

He became more and more obsessed and devoted himself more and more. With one stroke, the mountains, rivers and vegetation were all on the paper. Bai Qi's talent in painting was also fully revealed. The paintings he painted were given to him by Bai Qi. Feng Jingtang and the others were all amazed. They even showed it to Master Liu. Master Liu was so amazed that he mistakenly thought it was someone who did it.

But some friends also shouted that it was "painted by Bai Qi".

Master Liu was even more surprised, and everyone who heard it was also surprised.

Therefore, the head of the Bai family, who was having a headache because Bai Qi had not made any progress in swordsmanship, found out about this and understood why Bai Qi had not made any progress.

However, Bai Qi had already thought of this matter, so he had already gone to Master Zhong Xiuxiu, the grandmother in Jianshan who no one dared to offend.

Bai Qi didn't know much about this grandma. He only knew a little bit from Feng Jingtang.

And this grandma lived at Wangshou Peak of Jianshan Mountain. Every day she would look at the north from the cliff at the top of the mountain, as if she was waiting for someone, but this grandma said she couldn't wait and was just looking.

Bai Qi didn't understand at that time.

And he is obviously a master of the end, but he doesn't have his own sword. In a place like Sword Mountain where swords are everywhere, it is strange not to have his own sword.

But this grandma was very kind. After Bai Qi told him about her affairs, she let Bai Qi paint here and no one could disturb him.

When Bai Qi's grandpa came for him in a menacing manner, and when he saw Zhong Xiuxiu, the head of the Bai family did not dare to make a mistake.

But Zhong Xiuxiu just asked Grandpa Bai Qi to pick up the painting on the table and look at it for himself.

When Grandpa Bai Qi picked up the painting on the table, he couldn't help but be stunned. The painting showed a sword mountain, but for some reason he could feel the sword's intention.

But if you feel it carefully, it is not the sword intention in the painting, but because the painting is too similar. Sword Mountain is naturally formed. Over the years, countless swordsmen have practiced here. It is as if the sword intention exists, but it is just Looking at the paintings drawn by his grandson made him immersed in the scene, and he inexplicably "felt" the sword intention of the sword mountain.

Then Zhong Xiuxiu said, "If you don't want to practice swordsmanship, then you don't want to. If you want to draw, you can draw. I have the final say on this matter. And if you practice swordsmanship, you may not get what you want." '

No matter what he did, Grandpa Bai Qi did not dare to confront Zhong Xiuxiu, the aunt of the master of Jianshan Mountain, so he had no choice but to agree.

Bai Qi asked Zhong Xiuxiu why he helped him.

Zhong Xiuxiu said, "Someone once said, do whatever you want to do and say what you want to say. I'm here and no one dares to stop you." '

Bai Qi didn't understand it at the time, but with Zhong Xiuxiu's protection, Bai Qi completely abandoned the shuriken, completely started painting, and became more and more obsessed with it.

There is no need for any teacher's guidance. As he said when practicing swordsmanship, he can just draw it according to the flow.

After the mountains, rivers and trees, there are people and animals.
Bai Qi became more and more comfortable, and gradually many people in Jianshan knew that the boy from the Bai family was very good at painting!
Moreover, Bai Qi would often send the paintings out after drawing the swordsmen on the mountain practicing their swordsmanship. The swordsmen in the paintings were all energetic and exquisite.

After having been in contact with Zhong Xiuxiu for a long time, Bai Qi found that this grandma was actually quite weird, because she always talked to herself, but Bai Qi didn't care about this.

He was very high-spirited at that time, so Bai Qi began to draw beautiful paintings, but they were always unsatisfactory, because the grandma's expression when she was sitting on the rock looking at the north was very difficult for Bai Qi to understand, let alone draw.

The only painting that I was very satisfied with was when I showed it to Zhong Xiuxiu. The grandma smiled and said, "If there had been a painter like you back then, maybe I could have painted that one." '

Then Zhong Xiuxiu looked north again.

At that time, Bai Qi wanted to know the story of the grandma in front of him for the first time.

After all, if you want to draw a person, you need to know the person’s story, their personality, likes and dislikes, and everything else.

But when asked about Feng Jingtang, Feng Jingtang said that he didn't know very well, so he ran to find his grandfather and others, but no one told him. It was like a taboo thing, and the older generation kept silent.

Finally, Bai Qi gathered up the courage to ask Zhong Xiuxiu.

Zhong Xiuxiu said with a smile, "Everyone doesn't say it. It's not a taboo. I'm just waiting for someone who won't come. But after waiting for a long time, I can't tell whether I'm waiting for her or..." Forgot about her. '

Then, Zhong Xiuxiu said, "She is a female sword fairy. You have heard her story, and everyone in Jianshan has heard it." Everyone in the world has heard it. '

Bai Qi asked, 'Didn't that person come back?' '

Zhong Xiuxiu smiled and said, "She will not come back." '

Hearing this answer, Bai Qi was stunned and subconsciously asked, "Then why are you waiting." '

Zhong Xiuxiu smiled, then continued to look north, and after a long time replied, "I can't bear to forget her." '

Bai Qi didn't understand, but he also knew that he couldn't continue asking.

But he also knew that it turned out that Grandma Zhong was waiting for the sword fairy.

Up and down the sword mountain, even children know the female sword fairy.

Bai Qi looked at Grandma Zhong sitting there in the dusk. He wanted to draw it. He wanted to draw the female sword fairy and show it to Grandma Zhong.

But I collected all the stories in Jianshan and found all the female swordsmen in Jianshan.

It took countless pictures.

In the end, I couldn't draw it, because no matter how beautiful the woman in the drawing was, Grandma Zhong always smiled and continued to look north.

A few years later, Bai Qi understood one thing, "There are infinite painters in the world, and there are so many sad things that cannot be painted." There are some things that cannot be painted, at least not by myself now.

So he drew a female sword fairy. The sword fairy stood in front of the sword mountain and teased another woman's chin with her middle finger.

He didn't paint the faces of either of the two women, but their expressions and manners, that of the Sword Immortal, were chic and extremely lifelike. Just by looking at the paintings, you can imagine the expression of the Sword Immortal, but the faces had to be imagined by yourself.

Bai Qi showed this painting to Grandma Zhong.

Grandma Zhong looked at the painting and looked at it. Grandma Zhong laughed and cried.

Bai Qi said nothing, and neither did Feng Jingtang. A few days later, Grandma Zhong left.

Grandma Zhong walked away holding the painting.

The Lord of Jianshan Mountain did not bury the elder Jianshan in the sword tomb as was the tradition of Jianshan. Instead, he violated the ancestral precepts and buried her in the place where she usually was.

Bai Qi didn't speak the whole time, just watched.

The day before Grandma Zhong left, Bai Qi stayed by her side and asked, "Do you regret it?" '

Grandma Zhong didn't speak, she just smiled and looked to the north.

Bai Qi knew that Grandma Zhong had no regrets and would continue to wait if she could.

Bai Qi didn't understand why Grandma Zhong looked north, but one time Grandma Zhong said that when the man left, he was walking towards the north.

That day, everyone left, and Bai Qi and Feng Jingtang sat beside the tomb, sitting on the stone where Grandma Zhong often sat.

"I want to go down the mountain to see everyone in the world, draw that sword fairy, and burn it for Grandma Zhong."

Bai Qi suddenly said this.

Feng Jingtang didn't say anything, just said "Hmm" and then said "Together." '

The two boys, fifteen or sixteen years old, came down the mountain.

Bai Qi has seen many beauties in the world today, and has been searching for the whereabouts of the female sword fairy for a long time, but he really can't draw the charm of the sword fairy.

Later, [Beauty Record] was born, and he became one of the Thirteen A [Painted A], and became famous!

But the world only thinks that it is "The Record of Beautiful Women" painted by Bai Qi who has read all the beauties.

Little did he know that the women recorded in these beauties' records were all failed paintings of the "Sword Immortal".

The older you get, the more you understand.

Bai Qi understood why Grandma Zhong would be in a trance every time she saw the sword fairy she had drawn before.

Because it had been so long that even she had forgotten what the Sword Immortal looked like. Maybe she would recognize him immediately when she saw him, but it was already blurry in her mind.

That's why Grandma Zhong was so moved when she saw the faceless sword fairy she drew.

Bai Qi is now forty years old and has understood more truths.

In Er'er's life, there is no blame on others, it's just because he met an amazing person when he was young, and he can't forget it.

Bai Qi is arrogant, nostalgic for the brothels in flower streets all over the world, pouring strong wine from all over the world, trying to stimulate himself with the wine and having delusions, so he paints that female sword fairy.

But every time it's just a little bit different.

But he didn't forget the promise he made to his grandma, so he still walked around and looked everywhere, attracting thousands of people in Great Xia to take a look.

In Yunmu Pavilion, he saw that woman, a stunning woman flowing like a clear spring.

With just one glance, Bai Qi knew that this woman was different from the sword immortal, because according to his understanding, the sword immortal was not a scholar.

But he was so amazed by the woman that he wanted to paint her.

But I can't draw it.

Just like the female sword fairy he painted with stories everywhere but no way of writing.

Not long ago, he met the woman again at the West Lake. She held a knife and with one blow, a lotus bloomed on the West Lake. What a grace!

At that moment, Bai Qi understood a lot of things, and understood why so many people in the world were amazed by the female sword fairy, and why so many seniors never married and waited for the sword fairy.

He didn't have feelings for the female swordsman, but he understood everything.

I understand what 'amazing' means.

I understand why I just can't draw that sword fairy.

I also know one thing.

I can't draw the sword fairy myself.

I can't even draw the Sword Immortal I saw with my own eyes, let alone the Sword Immortal who is comparable to or even better than him.

If you can't fulfill your promise to Grandma Zhong, you still paint pictures, paint nails, and be the best painter in the world. They are all fake.
Tear the painting, destroy the painting.
Holding the wine in the drizzle, facing the sky, letting the rain fall on the body, the raindrops are drizzling, the water and trees are idle, everything is empty.

I'm just a joke.

Where the archway of the small courtyard is, the book boy next to Bai Qi looked at Bai Qi, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and holding a drink in his arms. He looked at Feng Jingtang with a worried look on his face: "Uncle Feng, my husband has been like this since the Flower Festival. "

Feng Jingtang frowned and immediately walked to Bai Qi: "What does it look like!"

With that said, he picked up Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was disturbed, and Zui opened his eyes to see who it was.

It turned out that it was Feng Jingtang, and he immediately laughed: "Jingtang? Why are you here?"

Feng Jingtang rolled her eyes, even though she had been caught in the rain. She was still smelling of alcohol, but she looked at Su Chang'an with an apologetic look on her face: "I'm sorry, madam."

Feng Jingtang was a little embarrassed. He originally thought that Su Changan was so stunning and elegant. Knowing his good friend Bai Qi's goal, he wanted to introduce this person to Bai Qi.

As a result, Bai Qi looks like this now!

Su Changan didn't care, he just looked at Bai Qi, thinking that when he met at Yunmu Pavilion, he seemed to be so drunk that he was reduced to a puddle of mud, and now he is like this again
Wine putty.

Bai Qi didn't resist Feng Jingtang at all, and was just being carried, but he muttered: "What madam. Jingtang, I tell you, I can't draw it anymore, but ah, I completely understand the kind of grandma." "

Feng Jingtang frowned as he listened to Bai Qi's nonsense.

Bai Qi then said: "By the way, did you go to the sword-raising conference and see the sword fairy? Was it amazing? Let me tell you, on the day of the Flower Chao Festival. No, it cannot be said to be the Flower Chao Festival. It was at Yunmu Pavilion that I saw her! What a sword fairy, she had no sword that day, only a pen and paper, and then... there was a miracle, the sunset and the solitary swan flew together, and the spring water became the same color as the sky. . Such vast and far-reaching poems, I will never be able to write them in my lifetime. I was amazed by their appearance and literary talent."

"But Jingtang, do you know! She can also use a knife. I saw her sword-wielding style at the Flower Chao Festival on the West Lake. She is so beautiful than all the female sword fairies in your Jianshan Mountain put together. When you compare them, they are all bullshit! That's it! It's a pity that he is a swordsman, so he can't remind me of the swordsman's demeanor."

When Bai Qi said this, he was thrown directly onto the corridor by Feng Jingtang, and Bai Qi also felt a bit of pain.

But he was slumped on the ground, leaning against the pillar. Bai Qi glanced at Feng Jingtang and closed his eyes, muttering: "Jingtang, I can't draw anymore, I'm just a joke. Decades of pursuit, just to breed grandma I wanted to draw the female Sword Fairy, but in the end, I met a woman I couldn’t draw. She in Yunmu Pavilion and her on the West Lake. I couldn’t even tell which one was her. How could I draw anything like this? That female sword fairy"

When Bai Qi said this.

Su Changan said: "Wait a minute, I won't take the blame for this. Today is the first time we have met seriously."

Bai Qi heard this and turned around: "What does it have to do with you? And you are"

When speaking, Bai Qi opened his eyes slightly and his words stopped abruptly.

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Ps: I took that Gankang last night and fell asleep because I was too sleepy. I will replenish it, don’t worry.

(End of this chapter)