Turned into a dragon egg and was picked up by Yingzheng, shocking Daqin!

Chapter 8 Is this me? Isn’t this a dragon?!

The Qin Dynasty was a magical dynasty.

At that time, skilled craftsmen used the natural colors of vegetation as dyes to create a variety of colors.

Yu Chuan still remembers that the terracotta warriors and horses of the Qin Dynasty that were unearthed were rich in color and as lifelike as real people.

In order to better observe Yu Chuan, the painters placed a wooden table in the hall.

Soon, Yu Chuan followed Xiao Fusu and walked into the main hall in a swaggering manner.

Perhaps because he spent a long time with Xiao Fusu, Yu Chuan felt that his body had grown a little longer.

The originally fine scales became tough and strong.

Although my head is no longer itchy, it still feels like there is something extra.

However, these are not important.

Driven by curiosity, Yu Chuan jumped off the table and went to look at the painting to see what he really was.

Yu Chuan raised his front paws and looked at it carefully, constantly thinking about it in his mind.

All the painters suddenly felt excited: "We must do our best."

In the evening.

It's just that it would be nice if there weren't so many wars.

It won't be long before he can see his true appearance.

Therefore, Yu Chuan was in a good mood. He never expected that he could become a holy beast after traveling through the Qin Dynasty.

Yu Chuan had also done handcrafting before, but the carvings were very simple things. Even so, it felt like it was a test of endurance and experience.

In the distance, a few wisps of light smoke rose.

The food of Qin people is just too monotonous.

Qin people painted mostly on walls, commonly known as murals.

Xiao Fusu nodded, and then brought Yu Chuan to the palace.

Xiao Fusu stopped and returned the greeting: "You are all skilled craftsmen of our Qin country.

Yu Chuan glanced sideways at Xiao Fusu. His words were very beautiful, without any arrogance, and made all the skilled craftsmen present feel respected.

"Master!"

After hearing this, Xiao Fusu hurriedly got up and walked over.

In fact, it is not surprising, after all, Xiao Fusu studied Confucianism.

One of the painters finally stood up and said, "Sir, the painting is complete. You can admire it."

All the painters stood up to greet him one after another with respectful expressions.

Some craftsmen even choose to use wood as raw material for carving!

No wonder I have two long beards and hair on my tail. If I were a dragon, then all this would be explained.

However, this dragon is a divine creature that exists in ancient mythology. There are only legends about dragons circulating in the world, but there is no evidence to prove its existence.

What kind of creature can grow at such an outrageous rate?

A man and a beast looked at each other, one was shocked and the other was confused.

Have I grown so long?

After lunch, Yu Chuan didn't feel obviously hungry. At Xiao Fusu's strong request, he still ate some.

Even with this appearance, Yu Chuan was still somewhat embarrassed.

The thin board used for painting is easy to carry, but the disadvantage is that it cannot be stored for a long time.

Yu Chuan raised his eyes and felt the long-lost smell of fireworks.

These cow ears, antlers, camel head...

However, there was another kind of painting in this era called silk painting.

Yu Chuan looked at the wooden table. It was a long table, almost ten feet long.

Yu Chuan was shocked, what the hell is this me?

Isn't this a fucking dragon?

Am I a dragon?

Yu Chuan's eyes widened and he looked at Xiao Fusu.

If you have the chance, you have to get some seasonings and salt and have a whole barbecue to satisfy your cravings.

Such a ruthless person is truly admirable.

This is the human world, and he yearns for this environment more than the high-rise buildings of later generations.

Soon, it was noon.

Therefore, each of these craftsmen has their own style and their own way of painting.

With the help of the guards, Yu Chuan was moved to the wooden table.

Yu Chuan raised his little head, stared at the painting, and looked at it carefully.

After a while, the paint on it will disappear.

When Yu Chuan saw the painting for the first time, he seemed to be struck by lightning and froze in place.

In the painting, there is a small beast with horns like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, and ears like an ox.

And this habit continued into later generations.

Now, my father wants to draw a new totem, which is based on this beast, and I hope you can help me a lot."

It has to be said that this is the first time in Yu Chuan's two lifetimes that he has been a nude model.

He stood on the table and found that the sum of his head and tail was not much different.

However, this painting technique did not reach the heights of later generations, and it could not be retained for a long time.

Therefore, when Yu Chuan first started thinking, he didn't go in this direction at all.

Not long after, the painter slowly spoke: "Sir, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

Little Fusu: "Speak."

Painter: "Sir, when I look at this beast, it seems to be very similar to a dragon from ancient times!"

(End of chapter)