The Demon Soul is Coming

(Second update!)

Early the next morning, Liu Sang took Xiao Zhu to go shopping, and then bought back a lot of Lvbi, Ziying, Qingbai, and Dansha.Xiao Zhu asked curiously, "Master, are you going to learn how to draw?"

Liu Sang said: "Isn't it possible?" After spending a lot of time mixing these things into various paints, he drove Xiaozhu out, holding the paintbrush he had modified, and started to be dazed.

What should I draw?

The reason why he suddenly wanted to paint was because among the chapters he memorized last night, one of them was the painting scripture written by the famous painter Cang Wuzi in the pre-Qin period, which taught people how to season and outline.

And Liu Sang himself was quite interested in painting in his last life. Of course, what he was really interested in was manga. At that time, his grades were too poor, but he was still good at drawing manga. Later, he also wrote some sketches and oil paintings. It's just that under the constitution of exam-oriented education, his parents only wanted to let him read a good book and take a test, and his interest in this aspect could not be brought into play.

It is one thing to memorize the classics in Gu Yuli, but it is another thing to apply what you have learned.Anyway, he had nothing to do, and painting was originally his dream in the last life, so he just gave it a try.

Of course, dreams are one thing, reality is another, just like he had a classmate in his last life, his dream was to be a writer, and he posted a lot of articles on the Internet, but he insisted on grabbing him to read. In the end, I really wanted to kick that guy from upstairs to downstairs, and then jumped up and stomped hard.

Since he really didn't know what to draw, he was thinking whether to learn from Da Vinci and buy a bunch of eggs to draw?Hmm, Leonardo da Vinci drew eggs?Or Apple?

At this moment, a beautiful picture suddenly appeared in my mind...a quiet valley, filled with water vapor, and a beautiful girl like a hibiscus coming out of water...

As if the soul was touched, he began to outline it with charcoal, first drawing the outline, and then adding color bit by bit.I thought it was a very difficult task, but for some reason, it was unexpectedly smooth.

My own interest, the study in the previous life, the understanding of the painting scriptures, the hands that have become calm due to the practice of exercises, and the wisdom that is more prominent because of having more souls and souls than others, all these things are combined together. Draw the pictures full of beauty in memory bit by bit.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally finished the painting, dried it carefully using the method taught in the painting scriptures, and opened it up for a look. He was very pleasantly surprised.The valley like the rain of the empty mountain, the exquisite and neat naked girl, the sullen and annoyed expression, the small but conspicuous breasts, the bright red but faintly pointed double tips due to the water vapor... He never imagined that he could draw such a beautiful girl. so good.

Looking out of the window, it was already dusk, and it turned out that I had spent the whole day here.

Liu Sang thought to himself: "It seems that the most important thing to do is interest. Knowledge and other things are important, but if I don't have a natural interest in painting itself, I will never be able to maintain this throughout the day. Without my concentration, it is impossible to draw this painting to my satisfaction."

Although the painting is a young girl in the water, but because of my infinite enthusiasm, I hold it in my hand, look left and right, and I can't put it down, but I don't have the slightest lust.Sure enough, artists and ordinary people feel differently about their works?Because it is something that has been invested with one's own feelings and painstaking efforts, it naturally feels extraordinarily beautiful. If others have dirty thoughts about it, they will find it unbearable.

But thinking about it this way, although I feel satisfied with this painting, is it really as good as I thought?Liu Sang suddenly felt not very confident.This is like that classmate in the previous life who always felt good about his works on the Internet. Hate.

The thought of being unconfident lasted a lifetime, and I couldn't help but look carefully, trying to find out the bad things, but the more I looked, the less confident I was, thinking for a while whether the drawing of her breasts was too small, and thinking about this under the belly for a while. The place has done some artistic processing, it seems that the processing is not good enough...

"Master?" A soft voice came suddenly, but it startled him like thunder, and he hurriedly rolled up the scroll.

Seeing him so flustered, Xiao Zhu thought that Mr. Fu Ma must have painted in a mess, and she was too embarrassed to be seen by others, so she asked, "Master, can I go in?"

Liu Sang said: "It's okay, it's okay."

Xiao Zhu entered the house with the food, put the food on the table, and wanted to pick up the picture scroll while Liu Sang was not paying attention.Liu Sang quickly pressed it down: "Don't look at it." If she saw Er Miss being painted on the painting naked by him, something big would happen.

Xiaozhu shouted: "Let's take a look, let the slaves take a look." She even came to snatch it.

"Don't look at it, just don't look at it." She was really kind to this fat girl on weekdays.

The two were scrambling back and forth here, and Xia Yingchen floated in when the fragrant wind blew up. Seeing them mingling together, he said calmly, "What happened?"

Xiao Zhu was quite afraid of the eldest lady, so she quickly calmed down and said softly, "Master drew a picture..."

Liu Sang hurriedly said: "It's my first time painting, and the drawing is too bad, ahem!"

Xia Yingchen glanced at Xiaozhu: "You go out first."

Xiaozhu didn't dare to say anything, she grabbed the corner of her clothes and lowered her head, and walked out obediently.

Xia Yingchen sat down slowly opposite Liu Sang, glanced at the scroll held by Liu Sang...he can still paint?

Liu Sang pressed the scroll even tighter, and asked softly, "My lady, what's the matter?"

Xia Yingchen pondered for a while, and said: "In two days, I will take Zhaowu to Yingcheng. I don't know whether this trip is a good one or not. My father is old and has a daughter in his later years. The son-in-law is originally a son-in-law. If something happens, you stay at home and take good care of him in the future..."

Liu Sang said flatly: "My lady, I will go with you."

Xia Yingchen said angrily: "What's the use of you going with me?" Seeing his worried face, he sighed softly, and said: "You don't have to worry, there may not be any danger in fact, just explain it casually. "

Liu Sang said: "My lady, why don't we take a gamble?"

Xia Yingchen frowned: "What's the bet this time?"

Liu Sang stared at her fiercely: "If I can tell what my lady is worried about, it means that I may be able to help you. Take me to Yingcheng together, lady. If I am wrong, That means that my ability is limited, so naturally I am not qualified to go with you."

Xia Yingchen glanced at him quietly: "What am I worried about?"

Liu Sang said: "Two things... one is cutting down the feudal clan, and the other is Aode."

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