Great Blue Night Watchman

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Qiushui Huaping held the teacup in her hand and had been spinning in a small circle trying to figure out his thoughts. Suddenly, the cup in her hand stopped spinning...

Is abandoning the sword the beginning of martial arts?

This is kendo!

What about painted roads?

Over the years, she has painted everything in the world with one brush. The brush is all she has...

So what if you abandon the pen?

What happens if you abandon your pen?

Leaves fall, the sun sets, the stars rise...

Night quietly shrouded the west courtyard, and the autumn water painting screen sat quietly in the courtyard. She still held the tea cup in her hand. The water in the tea cup had long been cold. The leaves falling from the sky were suspended in the air strangely. The picture seemed to be completely frozen...

Lin Su stood outside the door and looked at her quietly.

Qiushui Huaping, her past experience made him infinitely sad. A woman with great genius and infinite talents was suppressed into this by this male-dominated society.

The Lin family was attacked by water thieves and she appeared at the Lin family.

Something happened to him, and the Lin family's building was about to collapse. She appeared in the Lin family's house again, guarding the whole hospital in the west courtyard.

He wants to help her!

He can help her!

Although he knows nothing about painting, he comes from another world where there are many schools of painting, such as gongbi, simple brush, sketch, animation, abstract...

These painting schools have never appeared in this world. There is only one kind of painting in this world, and that is Chinese painting.

However, whether it is the ultimate state of literary mind or the ultimate state of painting mind, we cannot let others do it for us.

If he directly puts several new styles of paintings in front of her at this time, it will not help her, but harm her, because these new roads were opened by him, and the temple only recognizes him and not her at all. , her Tao realm will not improve, but will suffer a heavy blow, and she may completely lose her way forward.

So, he needs guidance!

Guide her to find such a new path.

He told her the story of the Sword Demon, abandon the sword!

What he wants is for her to give up her pen!

As long as you give up your pen, you may find another way. Why? Because when you don't have a pen, you can only draw with hard objects such as branches and vegetation. Using hard objects to draw can highlight the lines and free you from the unpredictable color combinations.

As for line painting, at least one type of painting is beckoning to you, sketching...

It was late at night, Qiushui Huaping suddenly let out a long breath, put his hands together, poured a cup of cold tea into his mouth, and the fallen leaves around him fell silently.

Her eyes moved over and looked at Lin Su at the door of the room. At this moment, her eyes were filled with brilliance.

"Miss Qiushui, have you gained anything?" Lin Su said.

Qiushui Huaping smiled softly: "I have learned something from your story. Perhaps, I have walked out of my own way..."

"Ah? That's not the case, right? I'm telling a story about martial arts practice. What does it have to do with you?"

"I'm a little suspicious. Your original intention is to ask me to draw parallels!"

Along with the Qiushui painting hand, there was a white finger with an inch-long nail on it. She drew it with her left hand, and the silver blood from the jade finger dripped onto the nail.

A piece of precious paper fell on the table, the autumn water painting screen was traced by fingernails, and a sketch appeared on the gold paper. An ancient courtyard, a person, a table, a pot of tea, a river flowing eastward, and a bright moon hanging on a high building.

"Lin's great talent, can you give me a poem?"

Lin Suyin said: "One person in one courtyard makes one painting, and one pot and one moon make one river of autumn."

"What a poem! Two lines of poetry, six to one, extremely simple. This painting is called 'Sketch'!"

As soon as her voice fell, the painting suddenly rose into the sky. The sky was filled with rays of light. A golden avenue rose through the sky, illustrating the painting she had just completed. A sacred voice came from the air: "Above the painting avenue, a new path will be opened." The road has a sketch of the painting name! Da Cang Kingdom’s autumn water painting screen enters the realm of ‘painting the road’!”

The holy sound instantly spread throughout the hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers in Da Cang Kingdom.

On the top of the mountain, two people were facing each other. It was Deng Xianchu and the Wuyue Mountain Man. The rays of light rolled across the sky. The chess piece in Deng Xianchu's hand was completely petrified and remained motionless for a long time.

"Qiu Shui Hua Ping? How could it be her? How could it be her? She...she is not the authentic way of painting, but a side path. How can He De open a new path?"

With a bang, the chessboard in front of him flew up, and half of the mountain peak was wiped out.

If another literary path opened up, he might be envious, jealous, and resentful, but when Hua Dao opened a new path, he would feel frustrated, angry, and oppressed...

Everyone knows that he is the most suitable person in the world to take this step!

Who would have thought that it would be this Ye Luzi, who even bothered to meet him seven times, who would be one step ahead of him and open up a new path for painting!

Why is it so embarrassing?

Why is it so embarrassing?

In the courtyard of the Lin family, the ground was filled with holy light. The holy light spread over Qiushui Huaping's body, turning her into a real fairy. This was her infusion of holy light.

She broke through the realm of painting in one step and entered the "painting path", which is equivalent to the "literary path". At this moment, she is no longer a secular person, she is in a legendary realm.

"Mr. Lin, you never said you wanted me to stay, but I still stayed!" Qiu Shui's screen-painting hand gently stretched out, and the holy light from the sky fell into her palm.

Nine steps suddenly appeared in the air. Step by step on the autumn water painting screen, the nine steps suddenly turned into an attic and landed on the top of the tallest building of the Lin family.

This is a strange building that everyone can see. It is exactly the same as the Lin family's destroyed attic, but no one can touch it, including Lin Su.

The Lin family has a mysterious guardian since then.

For ten days, Baoshan did not come back.

The dark night did not come back.

The autumn water painting screen did not appear again.

Everything is restored to its original state.

No, there is one thing that is changing, and that is Lin Su's martial arts cultivation. His martial arts cultivation is improving step by step. From a warrior to a martial artist, and then to a martial sect, this is a road he has already walked through. If he practices it again, he will get twice the result with half the effort. , as for the energy that martial arts needs most, his demon elixir is enough to support it.

On the tenth day, his dantian was shaken, and his true energy transformed into a dragon. He once again broke through Wuji. There was a faint dragon roar deep in his dantian, which came from the inner elixir of the black dragon. At this point, it was completely transformed.

After ten days of hard training, his flying knife has improved a bit on the original basis, and initially showed the unpredictability of Xiaolin's flying knife, with no false starts.

The Abyss of Pathlessness seems to have become a passerby in his life, and he will never look back after it has passed. Only in the season of lingering autumn rain, he looks at the Yangtze River in the distance. Among the waves, he seems to see a beautiful woman walking by holding an umbrella. Broken Bridge, it says on the umbrella, beside the Broken Bridge in the drizzle of West Lake...

The first day of October.

The weather is fine.

The Lin family all got up early in the morning, because today is the day when the two young masters will set out for their meeting.

The National Examination is no different from the Provincial Examination. The Provincial Examination is held at Qiankun Academy, but the Competent Examination is located at Huichang Baishui Academy, the capital of Quzhou.

It is thousands of miles away from Huichang, and there is no Shuzhou shuttle. Students need to go there by themselves. They also need to go to the state government office to register and verify the roster. Therefore, you cannot wait until the exam period is approaching. You need to go at least ten days in advance.

Mother Lin dressed in festive costumes early in the morning and took her two sons into the ancestral hall to pay homage to their ancestors and bless their two sons to go to high school.

Then there is the personnel arrangement.

Xiao Tao was the first to jump out and wanted to go with the Third Young Master to take care of the Third Young Master's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

But Mother Lin objected. When the Third Young Master is at home, you can spend time with him however you want. I will definitely not care, but this trip is a scientific examination. What is a scientific examination? Just show your style in front of the saint, and take a bed-warming girl with you. What if this kid doesn't know restraint and gets all the way to Huichang, and the saint is unhappy?

Therefore, it is okay to take others with me, but not you!

Because leading others is true service, and you will definitely misdirect the show...

Tears welled up in Xiao Tao's eyes, she was hit hard.

Lin Su's eyes looked around from the others, and finally landed on Sister Chen: "Sister Chen, come with me!"

What?

Mother Lin's eyes widened, was it really her?

The Third Young Master once married a woman, and everyone in the house was speculating about it. There were a bunch of suspects, including Chen Si.

The basis is: After Sister Chen entered the Lin family, her skin became better and better day by day, and her smile became more and more popular every day. This is a typical example of inheriting the favor, Yurunganchi.

But Chen Si is a bit special after all. She was a warrior back then, and she has a good craft. She is not too young, and her prestige and status are quite extraordinary. No one has the nerve to really pull her and ask: Is the Third Young Master really killing you? Did you do it on the bed?

Therefore, this unsolved case has not really been answered until now.

Today, the third young master went to take the exam. There were a bunch of little nymphos waiting for him to turn over the cards, but he chose Chen Si. It was very much like that...

Sister Chen didn't have the slightest idea of ​​being misunderstood, and smiled happily: "Okay!"

Where is Lin Jialiang? He also ordered a girl: Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue is also very happy. She is from Jiangtan, a refugee. The world of Jiangtan is too small. She has never been to the state capital. Now she is going to the state capital. She is so happy.

Lin Su entrusted the affairs of the Lin Mansion to Lao Zhou, Lao He, Deng Bo and Xiao Tao. In fact, the Lin Mansion has nothing to hand over. Currently, there are only two properties in the Lin Mansion. One is the checkout at Haining Building. It only takes half an hour to settle the account. Xiaotao only needs half an hour to complete the settlement, and the money is sent directly to the Lin family at the bank. on the account. The other one is the Lin family's own winery. Countless people want the wine produced in the winery every day. There is no need to sell it outside. Old Zhou is in charge of this area. He is now moving mountains with his feet in Haining City. He is a big shot, and businessmen from all walks of life fawn over him like they fawn over their own father.

Xiaotao agreed with tears in her eyes. After all, she was the financial manager of the Lin Mansion.