Soul Painter

Feng Yuan splashes ink in real life, but in his inspiration he can see what he calls the 'fairy in the scroll'.

Although Gao Fan reminded him that the name of the "fairy in Juanzhong" was Mao Zhou, a person from the Qing Dynasty, and there was more than 30 years of separation from Cao Xueqin. He doesn't think it's important, the history of this ancient object is no longer his concern, what he cares more is that he can still get a chance to improve his skills in his rare years.

During this entire year, he clearly felt that his fine brushwork skills were improving rapidly, and the extent of improvement and the huge gains were comparable to those when he was learning painting with his teacher when he was a teenager. 'Fairy in Juanzhong' is both a teacher and a friend, so there is no need to ask where it came from, it's enough to make friends with each other through art.

During this year, Feng Yuan made friends with the fairies and gentlemen in the volume. He didn't feel that his mind was confused, so he was very frustrated with the doubts of his family members, but all of this would be wiped out when he wrote the pen and ink.

In fact, by this time, Feng Yuan had already been 'obsessed' so deeply that he didn't realize it.

And when the 448 paintings of the characters in the Red Mansion were about to be drawn as a whole, and when the last painting was drawn, Feng Yuan looked at the "Fairy in the Volume" sitting opposite him, and felt very calm instead.

"Fairy in Juanzhong" showed Feng Yuan an encouraging smile, like red plums and falling snow, so beautiful, Feng Yuan didn't feel its beauty, but he was not confused, only felt that his heart was connected, so he smiled, and then bowed his head to paint, The writing speed was a little faster, because Gao Fan was urging him, so Feng Yuan decided not to give Gao Fan any chance, only in this creation, he copied all the fragments.

At this moment.

'Fairy in Volume' let out a light snort.

Feng Yuan also felt something, turned his head and saw Gao Fan moved a chair to sit by the table, and said to him: "Sir, squeeze."

"You...what are you...?!" Feng Yuan looked at Gao Fan beside him, and then at the "fairy in the scroll" in front of him, feeling a little confused.

This is wrong!

Feng Yuan doesn't know what kind of inspiration, what frequency of thinking, he only knows that when he uses the "Red Mansion Fragments" to meet the "fairy in the scroll", there will be no third person to intervene. The art teaching space created for the two is invisible to others, which is very miraculous.

But how did Gao Fan appear between him and the 'Fairy in the Volume'?

...

"You..." Mao Zhou also looked at Gao Fan.

"After all, you are just a pillar. My mysticism is enough to understand your existence." Gao Fan said, and added, "Even if you are placed in the command spell of the one who returns everything."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mao Zhou didn't understand what Gao Fan was talking about, "but please leave as soon as possible, I'm exchanging painting skills with Mr. Feng Yuan."

"Let's communicate together, I've already caught up with your progress." Gao Fan unfolded the long scroll in his hand and showed it to Feng Yuan and Mao Zhou in front of him.

On the scroll, there are portraits of holding the piano, playing chess, serving the painting, entering the painting, pearl, amber, and glass that he had just painted. You can see these seven women are vividly depicted at the end of the scroll, and there is a blank space at the end. It is at this moment that Feng Yuan is copying the end of the 448 characters in the Red Chamber, Jade.

"Sir, you copy the fragments, and I copy you, how do you think the progress is?" Gao Fan asked Feng Yuan again.

Feng Yuan's expression was startled, he opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but suddenly thought of something, he was busy writing and drawing.

"Sir, you sneak away~" Gao Fan also started to paint.

Mao Zhou looked at the two people in front of him, and then looked at the characters in their paintings. They were indeed skilled enough to pass her test. Let's see who finished it first...

Feng Yuan wrote quickly.

But no matter how fast he is, he can't compare to Gao Fan's left and right fighting skills. With the carbon powder in his left hand and the carbon stick or charcoal pen in his right, Gao Fan is simply like a skilled magician. It takes only ten minutes for Gao Fan to draw a figure in the Red Chamber, while Feng Yuan needs one to two hours. This gap cannot be bridged even if Feng Yuan starts ahead of time.

So waiting for the characters in Gao Fan's paintings to gradually emerge, the amber in Feng Yuan's pen has just drawn the clothes.

Feng Yuan took a look at Gao Fan's paintings and felt anxious.

He knew that he was too late to catch up, but after a year of hard work, how could he accept such a result?

"Sir, just give up. You won't get anything if you win. It's an evil thing, it's a monster. Ordinary people who get close to it will definitely end badly!" Gao Fan persuaded Feng Yuan while drawing. There are only a few strokes left, and the volume can be collected.

"No!" Feng Yuan growled. A gentleman like him rarely loses his composure. But at this moment, his face was flushed and his brushwork was like wind. It seemed that he was depressed and had reached his limit.

Glancing again, seeing that the vivid "Amber" in Gao Fan's pen is almost finished, and his robe is not yet finished, Feng Yuan's eyes widen, the pen stops, all thoughts are lost, sadness comes from it, and his voice is sweet, A mouthful of fresh blood has spewed out, like a bloody coat, draped over the body of 'Amber' in the painting, giving this meticulous painting a strange and beautiful feeling.

"Sir!" Gao Fan called out.

Ho! Feng Yuan let out a heck sound. He stared at the painting, tapped a few drops of blood with his fingertips, and smeared it on the blank face of 'Amber'. Immediately, a woman's face stained with blood appeared.

"You have finished..." Mao Zhou said to Feng Yuan.

"I'm done!" Gao Fan put a touch of charcoal on the face of 'Amber' for the last time, like a piece of rouge, and revitalized the whole painting, a bright and lively maid came alive on the scroll.

"He first, then you." Mao Zhou said.

"No! What are you kidding!" Gao Fan exploded immediately, pointing at Feng Yuan's painting and yelling at Feng Zhou: "Spray blood on the painting and it's done? It's all dirty! What are your criteria for judging? !"

"With hard work and sincerity, gold and stone are inseparable." Mao Zhou touched the painting that was sprayed with Feng Yuan's blood, and saw that the flowing blood just formed the dress of 'Amber', and Feng Yuan used his fingers to touch the painting on the face of 'Amber'. The traces smeared on it are like "Amber" crying blood and tears, as if crying for this master of fine brushwork.

"Heh~" Feng Yuan smiled at Gao Fan with blood on the corner of his mouth, "Xiao Gao, after all, I'm the better one. I said it was cheating and cheating, and who is as good at cheating and cheating as you are..."

While talking, Feng Yuan suddenly seemed to see something, he turned his head to look at the sky, his face was blank, and Ji Er became frightened again.

"Oh my god... what is this..." he marveled.

Gao Fan saw that a large number of mysteries began to gather in Feng Yuan, which was a mystery that ordinary human beings could not bear. Even in the investigator, the accumulation of such a heavy mystery meant that he was entering the last madness of his life. Already facing a certain great existence, receiving crazy indoctrination.

Chapter 1~ This chapter was published yesterday, but I felt that I would be scolded here if I posted it, so... I didn’t post it.