Asked The Red Dust

Early the next morning, Qin Yi wanted to find the woman to resign before arriving at the main house.

The main house was not closed this time. Qin Yi saw the woman leaning against the window, holding the scroll and reading.

The morning sun shone on her, so that her skin had a soft halo, her eyes were quiet, her temperament was lazy, a hot tea on hand, lightly diffusing water vapor, lingering over her, adding three points of obscurity sense.

Qin Yi feels that the woman looks like a poetic book.

At a glance, I saw the little girl's face with water, sitting and drawing with his nose.

Qin Yi looked at her as if she was a chicken, and wanted to laugh, asking: "What's wrong with this?"

Qingcha sniffed her nose: "Master took me tea again ..."

During the speech, the woman picked up the tea cup with her hands, took a long drink, and put it back again, her eyes never leaving the scroll.

There is only a series of ellipsis in Qin Yi's heart.

Dare to love you as a disciple of tea, is it for this purpose?

"That ..." He finally broke the quiet atmosphere of the woman reading, and said: "Since I was staying overnight, I will resign."

The woman turned to look at him, smiled slightly, and put down the scroll.

"This" Jin Ping Mei "is what you asked them to copy to me?" She smiled non-smilingly: "This is a counterattack against me with a female color test?"

"Ahahaha ..." Qin Yi made a haha ​​and quickly said in awe: "This book is not that simple."

"Um ... the brushwork is cold and the world is full of expression, as if you are in the picture scroll, you can know the appearance of a country from a city, and it is really a good work." The woman pondered: "But the customs and customs seem to be different from the known countries. It has nothing to do with you.

"This is not what I know. This is not what I wrote. I just saw it by accident and signed Lan Ling with a smile."

"Once this kind of work comes out, it must be sought after by someone. As long as there is a little fame in the world, I can't know it." The woman said lightly: "So you don't need to say this kind of nonsense, you wrote it. "

"..." No one believed the truth this year?

The woman's eyes smiled again: "Peeping the spot to see the leopard, the gameplay inside you, you are familiar with it ... Shouldn't the way of eating, drinking, and gambling be more suitable for you? Come to my piano, calligraphy and painting, what to do on the mountain?"

"It's not my way to eat, drink, and gamble." Qin Yi said seriously: "It's the sound of the piano that is faint, the painting fluttering, and the immortal family's artistic conception is coming to me. It's more suitable for me. If the seniors don't use the soul of painting to lure me, I hope that here is the next one. Stay a few days longer. "

"Wait." The woman said unpleasantly: "What predecessor? Am I old?"

Qin Yi shut up and did not answer.

I can't see the real age of this person by my own means. After a certain practice, I can't even look at the so-called "bone age", because I have already been reborn, and it is not the original bone. What age is it?

But the logic is there, and the people who have practiced the Huiyang gangster think about it with their toes and know that at least it is also a thousand-year-old monster.

The woman glared at him for a while, and slowly said: "My family name is Ju Yunxiu."

Living in Yunxiu ... it's very suitable for her. She couldn't really see the fireworks on her body, only the book gas and poetry, and a kind of ... strange tease?

Qin Yi said, "Okay, senior."

Ju Yunxiu was furious: "I told you that the name is for you to add the surname when you call your senior?"

Qin Yi was very helpless: "Always call you Yun Xiu?"

Ju Yunxiu said lightly: "Is there anything wrong? Isn't the name used to call it?"

Qin Yi stunned.

Ju Yunxiu pondered for a moment and asked again: "When I watched you look at the painting of Qing tea, and touched the lady's figure last night, I had observed the brushwork and utensils. This is the angle of observation I have studied painting, not the layman.

"Yes." Qin Yi was a little embarrassed: "Simple learning some ..."

Basically it can be said that if you put aside the new styles of drawing like sketching and simply discuss the level of painting, you, a university monk and others who specialize in this Taoism, are not at the same level, even compared to tea, he is not even very good I am embarrassed to say that I learned to paint. And his love is also relatively low, saying that people in this way are too reluctant.

Ju Yunxiu said again: "You can write mixed stories ... not to mention that you didn't write it. The book of qinqi calligraphy and painting does not only refer to calligraphy, but a work.

Qin Yi had to say, "Ex ... Oh, what did Yunxiu sister want to say?"

Ju Yunxiu turned his head and looked at the sunrise outside the window. After watching it for a long time, he seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he whispered: "Qin Qi Shan Hua Hua Shan, no one is gone."

"Uh?"

"There is only Chess Master Uncle, supporting the scene of chess, moving others to play chess. And the piano, the book, the painting ... I am the only one."

Qingcha raised her small hand: "Master still has me."

"A tea leaf, soak yourself in the water, without your interruption."

Tea tears ran.

Ju Yunxiu turned his head and looked at Qin Yi: "I know you are here to seek Taoism, or have the intention of apprenticeship. I am the lord of this peak, and the master of the qin chess and calligraphy and painting in Wandao Xiangong. Enter my mountain gate? "

"Apprentice?" Qin Yi shook his head: "No."

Ju Yunxiu said: "I know you are not following the path of calligraphy and painting, but a traditional fairy road. I hope you can get started because you are related to this path anyway, and have a certain interest, then you can stay here. In the future. I am at a loss, and some people can pass on this way, instead of forcing you to turn to it. You can understand it as a law protector or a guest secretary, who is not bound by the rules, but enjoys honor, and treats it secretly. You are open and want to break through the heart of the piano is not easy, what do you think? "

Qin Yi hesitated and insisted: "I don't worship the teacher."

"Oh?" Ju Yunxiu said strangely: "Xianhe Chuanyin, you are a loose repairer. Is it because you already have a teacher, are you lying?"

Qin Yi said seriously: "I have inherited it occasionally, I don't even know what Master is like, but in my heart, it is my teacher. No matter how many advantages your door has, how many benefits can give me, I will not shout Others are masters. Maybe it does n’t care, but I care. "

While talking about this sentence, his mud pill suddenly jumped.

These days, I have been understanding the unbreakable piano heart, looking for opportunities everywhere, even because such a sentence seems to be breaking through.

Tassel watched silently and sighed softly.

Not because of a sentence.

Qin Xin means being conscious, which means verifying one's own way. Qin Yi was right, only to practice, not to be confused. Originally on the way to Wandao Xiangong, Qin Yi was already about to break through, not at this time.

Whether it ’s a monastery in the former monastery, slashing the monk in anger, burning the Buddhist temple; or yesterday ’s refusal to eat, drink, and gamble; or a refusal to draw the soul of last night ... This is a process of practice. Chengta.

Including today's insistence on not being a teacher, one of the practices of Qin Yi is part of his chivalrous heart, the basic values ​​of this man.

Although in its opinion, it is so stupid.

But ... I have to admit that I am very happy.

It sighed softly: "Get started, Qin Yi, a large gate can give you accumulation, far more beneficial than taking me around."

Qin Yi didn't speak. He was silently feeling the process of the mist turning into water droplets in his body.

Ju Yunxiu reclined and slumped, his hands supporting his pink cheeks, watching Qin Yi's piano heart break with interest.

Yijie Sanxiu ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At such a young age, the practice is so solid ... This is no more, I can really ask myself to break through the heart of the piano, this is also an extremely rare thing in the top class, let alone Repaired separately.

So yesterday the crane passed on the voice, this young man is probably a genius, hoping to keep him in the door as much as possible.

Originally, she had no interest, because Qin Yi looked at Qingxiu on the surface, and the records in the book were also elegant, but the result was actually a "crude warrior", which was not in line with her aesthetic. But under the test, it is very satisfying.

That kind of love for beauty is the soul of painting.

But the resistance to the temptation of painting soul is only one of the verification of character. In fact, the biggest key point is that the way of the painter, you can't even have the idea of ​​drawing something to enjoy. If you really have this idea, you can't get this way.

Qin Yi passed this test perfectly.

Then, there are gifts ...

"Jin Ping Mei" ... an interesting story.

Putting aside the erotica inside, the world sentiments are all three-pointers, and they have already entered the path of writing.

A "crude warrior" unexpectedly very much met her needs.

He is still a genius who can enter his own heart ... Unfortunately, he has no intention of doing so.

As Qin Yi's piano heart gradually solidified, Ju Yunxiu suddenly said: "If you don't want to worship the teacher, only match my sister's brother? My master died early, no one wants you to kowtow."

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment. This seemed ... difficult to refuse ...

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