God of Taoism

  Chapter 654 is an inscription for painting

   "If I can do what I can, I will be happy to serve Miss Fu." Bai Cangdong said while thinking to himself: "I can't do what I can, and my brother is not a person who cares about face, so I definitely don't like you."

  Unexpectedly by Bai Cangdong, Fu Yushan took out a scroll from a box in the car, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a painting.

Fu Yushan smiled and said to Bai Cangdong: "The little girl is not talented. She drew a picture and originally wanted to accompany it with a poem, but after she finished the picture, she couldn't think of a good poem. I don't know if I can invite Mr. Bai. Help me with a poem for this painting?"

  Bai Cangdong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this was what Fu Yushan asked him to do. He couldn't help but look at the painting carefully.

  The painting is about a flower, Zhenghua is so delicate and charming, the color is very red and beautiful, Bai Cangdong doesn't know what kind of flower it is, but he thinks the painting is very good, it looks like it is vivid on paper.

  The whole painting takes this flower as the center and theme, but behind the flower, you can vaguely see the fine snow as the background and many various flowers that have withered and decayed in the snow.

   "Miss Fu's painting seems to be quite old?" Bai Cangdong looked at Fu Yushan and said.

When he was on Earth, he liked to collect antiques, and calligraphy and paintings are naturally among them. Although the materials of calligraphy and paintings in the Holy Realm are different from those on Earth in all aspects, Bai Cangdong can still tell that this painting is definitely an ancient painting , after a rough look, it should have a history of thousands of years. Fu Yushan said that she painted it, but Bai Cangdong didn't quite believe it.

   "It was drawn by the little girl when she was young, and Mr. Bai laughed at it." Fu Yushan seemed a little embarrassed to say.

Bai Cangdong thought to himself: "This painting is more than a thousand years old at least. Judging by your appearance, you are only about two decades old. You can treat it as a beauty. Now that you are one or two hundred years old, you will definitely not be able to draw this painting." Come."

  However, Bai Cangdong didn't point it out, he just thought that Fu Yushan pretended that the painting was drawn by her to show his face in front of him.

   "Master Bai, can you write a poem for my painting?" Fu Yushan asked again.

   "I have to think about it, to see if I can come up with suitable poems." Bai Cangdong pondered.

   "With Mr. Bai's literary talents, this shouldn't be a difficult task, right?" Fu Yushan looked at Bai Cangdong and said.

   "Poems should be obtained by chance, if you write them reluctantly, I'm afraid you will miss this good painting by Miss Fu." Bai Cangdong said, shaking his head.

"Occasionally obtained by a wonderful hand?" Fu Yushan chewed on the meaning of these four words, and after a while, he looked at Bai Cangdong with admiration and said, "Young Master Bai is really talented in writing, and I just got these four words by accidental hand. It can be determined that Mr. Bai will be able to write a poem that matches this painting."

  Bai Cangdong suddenly smiled wryly to himself, but since the beauties have already complimented him so much, he had no choice but to think about it seriously, and decided to write a poem, so as not to disappoint the beauties.

  The poems of ancient Chinese flower scenes can be said to be the most numerous category, and there are naturally many of them that have been handed down through the ages. However, Bai Cangdong looked for a while and couldn't think of any that could match this painting.

   "This painting is interesting!" Bai Cangdong looked at the bewitching flowers in the painting, only looking at this flower, there are many suitable poems.

  But behind this flower, there is a sad scene of withered flowers and a world of ice and snow. If you just praise this flower, it seems that it is not suitable for the background.

  Actually, Bai Cangdong still thought of some suitable ones, but it seemed that they were a bit too fierce, and it was not suitable to write poems for beauties.

   "Did Mr. Bai think of something?" Fu Yushan seemed to have seen through Bai Cangdong's mind, and asked softly.

   "I thought of two sentences that are suitable for this painting, but there are only two sentences, and I can't think of more, and I don't know if Miss Fu will like it." Bai Cangdong said in a deep voice.

   "As Mr. Bai said, poems should be found by chance. If Bai Cangdong can think of two sentences, they must be good sentences. How about listening to the little girl?" Fu Yushan said.

   "That's fine." Bai Cangdong took a look at the painting, and said bravely, "I only thought of these two sentences. If Miss Fu thinks it's not good, I can only ask Miss Fu to forgive me for my ignorance."

   After finishing speaking, Bai Cangdong took the pen and paper next to it, and wrote two sentences on it: "I will not bloom when the flowers bloom, and I will kill them after they bloom."

  The reason why Bai Cangdong was a little hesitant was because these two sentences were too hostile and not suitable for a beauty, and these two sentences had two sources, they were not originally together, they were just put together.

  Just looking at this painting, Bai Cangdong felt that these two sentences were very suitable, and couldn't think of anything else more suitable than these two sentences, so he still wrote it down.

   "I don't bloom when the flowers bloom, and they will kill them after I bloom." Fu Yushan chanted softly, his eyes gradually brightened.

After reading it several times in a row, Fu Yushan showed surprise on his face, looked at Bai Cangdong with bright eyes and said, "Mr. Bai, I really like these two sentences. It doesn't matter if there are only two sentences. Can you ask Bai Cangdong?" Young Master, send me these two sentences and write them on the painting for me?"

   "There is nothing you can do." Bai Cangdong did not refuse.

  His handwriting is not bad. He worked hard when he was on the earth, and later came to the holy world, comprehending the mysteries of the heaven and earth, and the handwriting he writes now is no worse than that of the writers on the earth.

  Bai Cangdong wrote two sentences to the blank of the painting. Fu Yushan looked and looked at it happily, and finally put it away with great care.

  Bai Cangdong originally thought that he met such a beautiful woman by such a coincidence, and the beautiful woman happened to be from Oracle City. He really didn't believe there were so many coincidences, and thought that Fu Yushan must have some kind of conspiracy.

  But Fu Yushan only asked him to write a few sentences for the painting, and then he didn't have any unusual requests. He chatted with Bai Cangdong along the way, and the chat was very happy.

   In this way, Bai Cang went all the way to the outside of the Oracle City, and Fu Yushan bid him farewell, and agreed to meet again in the city if there is a chance.

  After Fu Yushan left, Fu Bo said to Bai Cangdong: "Master, this Fu Yushan is not simple."

   "It's certainly not easy to be able to ride in such a beast car." Bai Cangdong said.

   "More than that, young master, don't you feel that there is something wrong?" Fu Bo said with a solemn expression.

   "It seems that there is something wrong, but I can't tell what is wrong." Bai Cangdong pondered.

Uncle Fu said in a deep voice: "Oracle City is located at the forefront, there must be many monsters or demons running along the way, but we have not seen even a single monster or demon during our journey. That’s all for the road, but when we entered within a thousand miles of Oracle City, we still didn’t see a single one, don’t you think it’s strange?”

  (end of this chapter)