Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Chapter 331 Spirit and strength are in harmony, and Tao Yuan complements each other!

The painting was bought by Chen Han himself. Naturally, many scribes around him looked regretful, but they couldn't say anything.

Even though some people have strong financial resources, a considerable number of these people bought this painting because they admired Chen Han. Since she likes it herself, who is still fighting for it?

There were also people who were willing to help Chen Han pay, but she had no intention of accepting it.

Chen Han took out a heavy ingot of gold from his sleeve and placed it directly on the table. Then he reached out and carefully lifted the scroll. He blew it gently and the ink stains that had not yet dried completely stabilized. However, others Didn't notice this.

"Mr. Shao, if you put the gold here, I'll take the painting away!"

"Miss Chen, please!"

Chen Han smiled, held the painting and left in a hurry, others quickly reminded him.

"Hey, Chen Zhuchi, do you want me to frame it for you?" "Be careful with the ink marks!"

However, Chen Han at most just nodded slightly and ignored her, leaving everyone looking at her back and sighing with regret, but they quickly surrounded Shao Zhen.

"Alas" "This painting is just right!" "Brother Shao, can you paint another one?"

There was a lot of noise here, but Chen Han on the other side had already arrived at the house where he was temporarily staying during this period, and closed the door before slowly unfolding the scroll again.

As the scroll reappeared, the look on Chen Han's face became even brighter.

The woman in the painting is undoubtedly Chen Han himself, but the beauty presented in the painting is different from her in reality and has a different charm.

The value of this painting is immeasurable!

Although there were some voices of regret in the crowd outside, the growling of stomachs had become the dominant sound at this moment. Everyone was starving in order to wait for the painting to be completed, so naturally they all left one after another at this moment.

Shao Zhen was invited several times, but he refused to accept them. The others had to leave with regret after exchanging names.

The courtyard near the water of Zhenjun Temple is also relatively quiet, with only a few pilgrims passing by from time to time.

Shao Zhen held the ingot of gold in his hand. Only now did he realize that Yi Shuyuan had been standing not far away, so he subconsciously saluted him.

Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly, and then looked in another direction. In the distance, the Zhou family and his wife, who had been busy for a long time, were helping to take care of the scattered debris outside the Demon Suppression Hall, and tidying up the remaining candles on the candlesticks in the corridor.

Even though Chen Han didn't give special instructions, the Zhou family and his wife worked extremely hard, and even Lao Miao Zhu sometimes just watched from the side without taking any action.

"Mr. Yi, Shao, please excuse me for a moment!"

"Mr. Shao, please!"

Yi Shuyuan responded and watched Shao Zhen walking hurriedly towards the Demon-Conquering Hall.

Hui Mian poked his head out of Yi Shuyuan's arms and seemed to understand something. The latter looked down at it and smiled.

"He will have to draw the statue of your great God Yunlai!"

Hui Mian nodded slightly and couldn't help but speak.

"If Xiaodi She and Xiaomei Yu can also let Shao Zhen draw portraits, it will definitely be of great benefit to them in their future transformations!"

"It'll be revealed in just one point!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the closed room over there. Chen Han must have understood it, but it would take a lot of effort for Shao Zhen to draw a portrait.

But Hui Mian suddenly thought of another point.

"Sir, do you have ten taels of gold with you?"

"Hey, not every painting is sold for money. Even if it is sold, not every painting is worth ten taels of gold!"

Hui Mian nodded. His husband's words were certainly correct, but the implication was that he didn't have that much money.

Looking at Hui Mian's eyes, Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but grin. He seemed to understand what this guy was thinking, but as a person in the immortal way, if he really cared about gold and silver, would it be difficult to get it? Purely It's enough.

There is a separate room next to the Demon Suppression Hall, which is used to light candles for pilgrims. The wooden shelves are densely packed with iron needles.

Naturally, it is impossible to burn out every candle. Often, some time after the pilgrims leave, the candles will be blown out and pulled out to make room for other pilgrims, and the remaining candles will also be recycled.

Yi Shuyuan stood at the table that had just been surrounded by people, glanced at the four treasures of the study that had not been cleared away, and then looked calmly in the direction where Shao Zhen had gone.

Although the distance was far away, and although ordinary people might not be able to hear clearly, it was not a problem for Yi Shuyuan.

Looking from a distance, Shao Zhen seemed to have said something to the Zhou couple, and handed something in his hands out.

The Zhou family couple was obviously at a loss and froze for a while.

After some persuasion from Lao Miao Zhu, Shao Zhen forced the thing into the hands of the Zhou family man. A bright golden luster flashed through it, which was obviously the ingot of gold just now.

At this moment, the Zhou family couple was obviously very excited. The Zhou family man was holding a heavy piece of gold in his hands, his lips were trembling and he didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Shao, how can I accept this? This is too much."

Even so, the man's hand holding the gold trembled and did not hand it back. Although money is attractive, what he holds in his hand is even more like a child's life.

"I have already said that this matter happened because of me, and this is Shao's compensation. Although it cannot erase Shao's guilt, it can also make me feel at ease!"

"Mr. Shao, you are such a good man."

Mother Zhou had tears in her eyes and was about to kneel down as she spoke. Shao Zhen had quick eyesight and quickly helped her.

"You are trying to offend me. Only the True Lord can kneel down in the True Lord's Temple!"

The Zhou couple's breathing was trembling, ten taels of gold, that was money that country people would never see in their lifetime!

In the view of the Zhou family, Mr. Shao Zhenshao felt pity for their family, so they provided money to help them. As for what he said was that he escaped by drawing ghosts and attracting evil spirits, which caused accidents to their children.

The Zhou family obviously don't believe this kind of thing at all. If a person draws a ghost and turns it into a ghost, can he still be regarded as a mortal?

This time I came to look for children and all the people I met were good people!

Lao Miaozhu just watched on the side, and said nothing more despite feeling emotional in his heart. He shook his head towards Shao Zhen, indicating that he should stop explaining, and instead spoke to comfort him.

"Mr. Shao, this money is for the children, not for you guys. Take it. The Lord is here to witness. If you don't use this money well in the future and don't have good intentions, you will definitely be struck by lightning from the sky! "

"You must not be ungrateful, you must not be forgetful!"

"Okay, on the first day of the first lunar month, stop crying in Zhenjun Temple and put it away. We still have a lot of work to do!"

"Hey!"

The commotion here also attracted the sideways glances of some pilgrims who came to offer incense.

When Shao Zhen left from there, he finally let go of a lot of the depression in his heart. He took a long breath and walked out of the main hall area. Over there, beside the corridor near the water temple, Yi Shuyuan was looking at him with a smile. Looking at him.

Farther away, Chen Han, who came out of the house again, was also looking in the direction of the Demon Subduing Hall. She obviously saw the scene just now, but she just smiled and went back to her own business.

Shao Zhen walked towards the table where he had been drawing just now and said to Yi Shuyuan.

"It makes Mr. Yi laugh. Whether you believe it or not, the illnesses of the Zhou family's children are all caused by me. But now they are grateful to me. It's really embarrassing for Shao to stand over there. He deserves it!"

"Well, it's the Hundred Ghosts Picture you mentioned last night, right?"

Shao Zhen looked surprised.

"Did I say that last night?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"I have said that when I was drunk last night, I said all the things that should be said and should not be said. The Hundred Ghost Pictures and Meng Zhenjun were mentioned today, but the man from the Zhou family was really drunk and fell asleep at that time. went."

Shao Zhen's smile seemed a bit more awkward, but at the moment there was no one around and he was very awake, and he couldn't help but think of the dream he had received from a god.

"Mr. Yi is an amazing storyteller. The changes are truly admirable. However, my picture of a hundred ghosts has always been difficult to understand. I can't draw the feeling of being the leader of a hundred ghosts. I wonder if you can give me some advice."

Yi Shuyuan casually picked up the pen on the table and simply drew a few strokes on the blank paper, outlining a simple landscape and a thatched cottage.

Although it was just a few random strokes, Shao Zhen's eyes lit up and he looked at Yi Shuyuan in surprise. This Mr. Yi was not only outstanding in storytelling skills, but also accomplished in painting!

Moreover, Yi Shuyuan's painting is not outstanding in technique, but the meaning is more obvious. He does not paint in depth, which would test his skill, but the feeling of just a few strokes at this moment is very good.

Then he stopped writing, leaving only the simple ink color on the scroll.

"Mr. Shao thinks, if anyone lives here, who is it?"

Shao Zhen looked at the painting carefully, deeply felt the artistic conception in the painting, and blurted out his thoughts.

"A place with leisurely scenes is either a hermit or a great scholar, or a master of Taoism!"

"Then can you draw the details of this expert?"

Shao Zhen frowned slightly when he heard this.

"I can make up a character, but this is Mr.'s painting after all."

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"In your picture of a hundred ghosts, the other hundred ghosts should be like this essay on landscapes and grass huts in the mountains, right?"

Shao Zhen couldn't help but smile, feeling like he had a close friend.

"What the teacher said is absolutely true. I tried my best to draw each ghost in the Hundred Ghosts to draw their own characteristics. The closer I got to the center, the more I put my effort into it. But when I got to the top of the Hundred Ghosts, I couldn't draw it anymore. , I really can’t imagine what kind of ghost can make the hundreds of ghosts in the painting bow their heads.”

"Thousands of people have different faces, and ghosts and ghosts are also different. Maybe the last ghost may not be created using ordinary writing techniques."

After hearing this, Shao Zhen thought for a long time and suddenly realized that Mr. Yi had not seen the Hundred Ghosts Picture yet.

As Yi Shuyuan said this, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the main hall, his face thoughtful.

Painting images as gods and painting demons as humans is actually not as simple as imagined. Shao Zhen alone cannot do it. It requires the cultivation of gods and demons to strengthen themselves through images and work together to achieve success.

So the hundreds of ghosts in the painting are all vivid, does it mean that when God painted them, they were already living in their own way, the brush and the image were combined, and the meaning of the painting gradually emerged?

Some magical strokes and some masterpieces are the result of a flash of inspiration on the part of the author or the painter, or the love of the spirits of heaven and earth?

Maybe it’s a mutual effect!

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