New White Snake Asking Immortals

Painting must be serious.

Bai Yujun doesn't understand wild or crazy painters, maybe Benlong's artistic conception is not enough.

For example, madman screaming and sprinkling ink at will, such painting skills should belong to metaphysics, relying on the so-called artistic conception in the dark to make every drop of ink fall just right, of course, anyway, you can’t understand it because your level is too low.

It was rainy and damp and cold.

Thunder rumbled.

Yaotian Ancient Town outside the city.

The bluestone roads on both sides of the waterway are polished smooth, and the mottled old white walls are soaked in mist and rain.

The town fades away from the bustling and peaceful, the weeping willows are more green in the wind and rain, and the raccoon cat squints its eyes at the door.

In a dilapidated old house with dripping water from the eaves, in front of the window, a young scholar fell asleep lying on the table, and the room was simple and bare, except for this weedy house, only snakes, rats and ants accompanied him.

The scholar's surname is Zhang and his family name is in decline.

I prefer Danqing to paint.

However, a certain sentence can be used anywhere.

A failed person is just like farting, and a successful person farting is just being reasonable. Before he succeeds, no one will care about his painting skills. In the Jinshan painter competition, Zhang Yao had no chance to show off because he was too down-to-earth. Therefore, at that time, it made sense for a certain Bai to replace the ranger and pretend to be a rich daughter.

Zhang Yao has tried drawing dragons, and the appearance is lifelike, but he always feels that something is missing.

Puzzled, tired and tired, taking a nap at the table, and the fragrant wind hits in a trance...

"Young Master Zhang...Young Master Zhang..."

Hearing the voice in a daze.

Woke up with numb arms and a sore neck.

"Who...?"

Rubbed the greasy face and turned to look at the door.

No one was there, shaking his head and smiling wryly, thinking he was still in a dream, the wet wind was blowing against his face, and he felt uncomfortable under the sticky clothes all over his body, so he suddenly shivered, and quickly put away the paper on the table in front of the window, it would not work if it was raining.

A piece of paper fell under the table, and Zhang Yao squatted under the table to pick up the paper.

Stretching out the arms and exerting enough strength, I felt that the face was about to be squeezed out of shape, and I was almost able to pick it up.

"Master Zhang? It's a pity, he doesn't seem very smart at such a young age."

"..."

On the edge of the table, half of Zhang Yao's deformed face was exposed.

Outside the window, a beautiful girl is lying on the windowsill.

so beautiful……

I can't think of words to praise.

Compared with the oiran in the city, it is rare in the world, but what happened to the antlers and sharp ears on his head? Are you still in a dream?

"Boy, I'm here to talk to you about a deal, one hundred taels of silver, how about it? Are you particularly excited?"

"Business..."

Zhang Yao got up, but was knocked by the table.

"Can you please stand up, at least you should be polite when you treat guests."

Get up in a panic.

Looking again, it is still antlers and pointed ears.

In a daze, I saw a tail behind the girl outside the window, a tail covered with white scales...

If the thought is interrupted by the five thunderbolts, the whole body trembles, monster... monster! There is a monster outside the window, will she eat herself? Will it destroy the town?

A certain white rolled his eyes.

The little hand condensed the water polo and hit him on the face.

"Hey! Hurry up and wake up, awakening technique!"

In an instant, Zhang Yao's head was fully awake and turned quickly. He stood up quickly, looking imposing, but the trembling calves betrayed him.

"Fairy...Fairy...what can I teach you..."

"I don't dare to teach you. I have a deal to draw a dragon, but the other party's price is too low, so I can't move my deity. So, hire you to draw a dragon and pay one hundred taels of silver. Consider it?"

When it comes to painting, Zhang Yao immediately forgot about the situation and recovered.

"How does a girl know that I am good at painting?"

"Because I am a fairy."

Bai Yujun answered as a matter of course, coming here by relying on the art of hope, as said, only ten taels of gold can't buy Benlong's paintings at all, but no matter how thin the needle tip is, it's iron, how can the meat dregs around the mouth fly away, the so-called engineering Subcontracting has become the first choice, and even subcontracting must be of high quality.

Accidentally discovered Zhang Yao, a down-and-out scholar, who has the best painting skills in a thousand miles away.

He covered his mouth with his hand and yawned, looking at the desolate old house and shaking his head.

Flip through the cloth pocket.

Take out a piece of red leaf lip balm, sip it lightly, and rouge your lips.

Give him some time to think, mortals, the speed of thinking is too slow, touch up makeup to pass the boring time.

Throw away the red leaves, take out the bronze mirror and look around, very satisfied.

Finally, Zhang Yao agreed to paint.

"Dragon, a divine beast, is in charge of clouds and rain. It can rise and hide. I only know about it in classics and legends. I have never seen it with my own eyes. How can I draw it?"

"Can I understand that as long as you see it, you can draw it?"

"That's right, drawing a dragon is hard to draw a god, otherwise it's all empty talk."

Hearing this, Moubai nodded.

Very nice and professional.

He tilted his head and smiled charmingly at Zhang Yao, floating lightly in the air.

"Fairy..."

Zhang Yao thought that Bai Yujun was going to leave, so he hurriedly pushed aside the table and stood in front of the window. His eyes could not be taken away. Whether it was in a dream, it was rare in his life to meet the Goddess of Heaven, and if he took a few more glances, he might be able to paint a peerless painting. What a rare opportunity. Perhaps the opportunity to rise to the top is today!

The goddess slowly flew into the sky, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning became quiet, and the dark clouds gathered and churned.

Sudden.

The beautiful goddess transformed into a white dragon!

Swimming through the clouds and fog, Zhang Yao swore that this was the most beautiful fetish he had ever seen in his life. Ordinary people would only feel shocked and mighty, but he could see a certain kind of special beauty, swim, take off, the artistic conception is indescribable.

He lowered his head and swooped down suddenly!

When it falls out of the window, it turns back into a woman in white.

"Can you see clearly?"

"Zhang can see clearly..."

"Well, here is a deposit of twenty taels of money and pen and ink. I will set off immediately and go to Jinshan Temple outside the city to paint. I will pay another eighty taels of silver after the matter is completed."

"It's a deal, Zhang will leave now."

"Very well, the contract has been fulfilled, and you will pay a terrible price if you go back."

Put down the silver pen and ink, keep smiling, turn around and disappear in an instant, as if it was a real dream.

Rumble!

The electric snake fell to the mortal world, and the thunder was deafening.

"what……"

Zhang Yao was awakened by the thunder, looked up at the black clouds and rain outside the window, shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Unexpectedly, it was really a misty dream. Alas, the beauty's voice and smile are still in front of my eyes. Unfortunately, I woke up from the dream. I hope to draw her, but who can prove to anyone that the fairy stopped outside the window?"

Desperately got up to close the window.

My whole body stiffened suddenly!

The eyes are wide open, and the eyes are attracted by a red leaf on the windowsill!

"This……"

The small lip prints on the red leaves are clear and conspicuous.

Bowing his head, he saw twenty taels of silver and top-grade pens and ink placed on the table.

The lightning fell on the hills outside the town, but Zhang Yao felt as if it was hitting him. Surprised, terrified, delighted, and emotionally uncontrollable, he really saw the goddess, not a dream!

Picking up the red leaves, carefully put them into the wooden box with trembling hands.

Hastily packed up the silver pen and ink, opened the broken door, put up a broken umbrella and rushed into the rain, and ran towards Jinshan outside the town. The townspeople thought Zhang Yao was crazy.

Jinshan.

In the temple, the three of Huixian lit a fire to dry clothes.

It rained heavily on the way.

After hard work, half a bowl of rootless water was melted, and the unfinished temple was used as a place to stay. It was empty and simple, but the vision was excellent, and half of the city could be seen covered in light mist.

The flame crackled, and the crazy young scholar rushed in.

Prepare pens, inks and pigments and immediately climb onto the wooden frame to paint.

To draw a dragon, of course, you must paint it in a tangible and charming way, unknowingly evoke the phenomena of heaven and earth, especially when the wind and waves are high along the Jinshan Ferry, it seems that there are monsters stirring up the wind and waves.

Before the bonfire, small stones dry the bald head...

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