Painter

Chapter 184 33: Floating Cha
Since Li Chan was young, Bi Jun Pei'a has been by his side.Pea is one of the four gods of the study. He was born to know the affairs of the world, so he should look like he has read a lot of poetry and books.The elegant demeanor of the man in purple was almost the same as Li Chan expected.It's just that after the owner of Peia, he didn't care about the calligraphy and painting in the house, and he didn't care about the magical peach ink, he just ate a little red apricot seriously.

This scene is interesting at first glance, but it is also uncomfortable. If it has not been tasted for a long time, why should a preserved apricot be regarded as a delicacy?
All the monsters gathered around the outside of the study room, and when they saw the man in purple clothes suddenly appearing through the window, they chattered loudly.

Xu Da jumped onto the window sill first, his fat body seemed clumsy, but he didn't touch the vase or the fruit plate at all, "Mr. Bi's words make people feel sad, what is this red apricot? , put a lot of candied fruit, if Mr. Bi says a word, let's go and get some!"

"Mr. Xueshier, are you going to steal again?" General Zhenshui hurriedly hid behind Tu Shansi after saying this.

Xu Da glanced at the water tank cover monster angrily, then looked at Li Chan with a guilty conscience, stiffened his neck and argued, "It's taking, it's about offering sacrifices, how can it be called stealing?" Please, "Mr. Bi is really supernatural, when will you help us and draw a human body?"

Pea looked down at the white cat and said with a smile, "What do you want to become?"

"Of course..." The white cat opened its mouth, but couldn't make up its mind for a while, ran to the side, and grabbed General Huo, "Tell me, what kind of appearance is suitable for us to transform into?"

Pea shook his head and smiled, looking around at the monsters, Qingchi Yasha, Hong Yao, Tu Shanxi and other monsters greeted one after another, he agreed one by one, and when he saw Sao Qingniang, he nodded with emotion.

Surrounded by all the demons, Li Chan put away the pen and ink on the table, "I was in a hurry to ask for ink today, but I forgot to prepare some good food first."

Sao Qingniang said softly: "It's not too late to prepare."

Li Chan called Xu Da to take down the purse on the beam, and was about to ask Tu Shanxi to buy some ingredients, but Pea said, "I'll go out for a walk too."

"Alright."

Li Chan took back the purse, put on a windbreaker, and left the study.

Pea walked to the door, the color of the purple clothes and green ribbons seemed to be washed away, following his footsteps, it turned into a dark white dress, only the collar and sleeves were trimmed with black.He walked out under the eaves, facing the cold wind, blowing snowflakes, some of which fell into his black and white eyes, melting into a refreshing chill.He paused and looked around, the chess pavilion in the garden was covered with wisteria, the smoke from the kitchen quickly dissipated in the westerly wind, the branches of the old locust trees swayed softly, and the black donkey under the shed saw the stranger and stared curiously.

He saw the fireworks in the world, breathed the coolness and heat in the wind, and stopped for a while before leaving.

……

When Li Chan and Peia left the new garden, it was already dusk, and it was getting dark early in winter, and the stone pillars engraved with Wang Mang's windproof spell by the roadside were already lit.

The two headed north to the Wan surname Exchange in Daxiangguo Temple. Li Chan introduced various shops and restaurants to Mr. Bi all the way, but he had only been in Yujing for one month, and he was not very familiar with the surrounding area. Most of the news he knew came from Chen Haochu heard it from there.

"The Fuyuanzi, Scallion Rabbit and Fried Quail are famous there."

"where?"

"The one with the indigo trick."

When approaching Fanlumen, Li Chan pointed to a restaurant inside the gate from a distance.

Pea followed Li Chan's pointing and said with a smile, "I only see black and white."

Li Chan was stunned, and Pea said again: "When there are only black and white in this world, it really looks much simpler." Saying this, he walked up to the flying building next to Fanlumen.

Li Chan stepped up the steps, the wall of the building separated the west wind, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the dim lights, "You don't know five colors, how can you be good at painting?"

"It's hard to explain in words. According to Taoism, yin and yang can produce five elements, just like black and white can produce five colors." Pea walked up the flying tower, looked ahead, and saw the cloud bridges intersecting among the pavilions. Heaven."

Occasionally, pedestrians and horses passed by in the building. Li Chan thought about Pea's words thoughtfully, and suddenly stopped at the bridge.In front of the toes, three inches away, there is a branch of crabapple left by the flower girl or discarded by the flower buyer. It has been trampled and crushed, and it has withered into shape.He suddenly thought of something, and said: "You said that moving the gods and fixing the quality is to hang on the wall and fly on its own. I have practiced recently, and I have a little understanding of this realm of painting."

Pea stopped at the bridgehead, "Tell me?"

"When I planted the Dao, I used the shadow of the Cangbi in the Xunning Palace to gather a demon god. This Cangbi has the blood of the god Mengzhang. Although it can't control the spring, it can control the flowers blooming and the leaves falling anyway." Li Chan picked it up The withered crabapple gently twirled the flower stem, and the residual snow and mud dust on the flower shook off, "This is exactly the same as the reversal of Buddhism's prosperity."

Pea watched the wilting petals in Li Chan's hands gradually plump up, straighten up, and regain their radiance, nodded and said, "That's right."

"The Daoist sect also has the supernatural power of blooming flowers instantly. Although these three have different names, they are very similar."

"What does this have to do with the Tao of Danqing?"

"I heard that the most powerful supernatural power in Taoism is to mediate good fortune." Li Chan held the flower in his hand. "The so-called mediate good fortune is to create something out of nothing and turn death into life. And Danqing is a dead thing. If it hangs on the wall and flies by itself, it is also created out of nothing." , Living with death is no different from mediating good fortune.”

"Yes." Pea smiled.

"The so-called reversal of withering prosperity means that when the vegetation is withered, they are not completely dead, but there is still a ray of life. I stir up the energy and use the method of blooming instantly, but it just makes the ray of life flourish. It is the same as creating something out of nothing and creating things out of nothing. It's not the same. Although I have now realized how to move the gods and determine the quality, but I have a little understanding of hanging on the wall... I had a little understanding in the Xunning Palace. After all, it is looking at the flowers in the fog, and it is not clear."

Peia said: "Although there is a word for enlightenment, it must be accumulated step by step. There is no need to rush. It is also a moment when flowers bloom. When you plant Tao, you can make a forest of peach blossoms bloom, but Meng Zhang can blow spring breeze for thousands of miles. Although the essence is the same, But it is quite different. However, you have accumulated a lot of knowledge. You have traveled to various countries and seen sentient beings for more than ten years, and the surname Lu gave you 24 mirrors to remove hidden dangers for you, saving you at least ten years of hard work. Maybe, one day when I wake up, I will enter the realm of knowledge.”

"That's the best." Li Chan smiled and threw Haitang casually.

The branches of the begonia were separated from the petals, and the snow fell down the cloud bridge. Pea said: "You may not know which step you are stuck in now."

Looking at the darkness between the flying buildings on the Yunqiao, Li Chan remembered the self-painting in the pavilion in the peach blossom forest on the day when he planted Taoism, and said: "I see all living beings, but I don't see me."

Pea smiled, walked to the bridge railing, and looked north at the Daxiangguo Temple. There was a haze of cigarettes in the hall of the Great Buddha, monks came and went in the hall of the pagoda, and the crowd of believers was like a cloud.In the streets and alleys outside the temple, horses and chariots pass by, and pedestrians are different.He said: "All living beings in this world are different, and a certain person among all living beings is different in different heavens and earths. Look at the Fanlu sect."

From a distance, Pea pointed at a man in sheep fur carrying a load and selling wontons.

"The man who sells wontons treats everyone with a smile. Even if there are bad customers, he will never change his face. But after he returns home, in front of his wife and children, he may become a strict father again, and his temper may be more irritable. He was in front of his parents. In front of you are children again."

"The prosperity of Yujing City has created the owner of the wonton stall. In order to make a living, he has to submit to it. He is also the head of the family and has no one to restrain him. Naturally, he doesn't have to be patient in every possible way at home. If he is a filial son, he will be respected by everyone He was educated by the filial piety and brotherhood of the Yong Kingdom." Pea looked at Li Chan, "This person is not a person, but a person."

"In life between heaven and earth, write books and set up rules and regulations, and dig soil to form canals and cities. The three of heaven, earth and man are one, and they create each other without distinguishing each other. If you see only one person and do not see heaven and earth, you will naturally not be able to see clearly. You see all living beings. , but you don’t see me, just because the self in your mouth is outside the world. But the Li Chan who walked out of Taodu Mountain and traveled to various countries is you, the Li Zhinu on the Qingque Palace is you, and the Changping Ghost in Qingling County, Qizhou You are the master, Li Dan of Luming Academy and Yujing City is you, and A Lang in the eyes of all the monsters is also you. Although you don't know your own background, these you live very clearly, and you can see clearly."

Li Chan pondered, looking at the wonton stall under the lights of Fanlumen selling bowls of wontons, her eyes seemed to fall on nothingness, "What Mr. Bi said really cleared up some doubts for me."

"It's just clear to the onlookers." Pea said, "Speaking of Li Zhinu, your nickname in Qingque Palace is quite pleasant, but it doesn't quite match your age. You came out of Taodu Mountain, and now you are In his twenties, he should have a watchword."

Li Chan asked in surprise, "Mr. Bi wants to fetch characters for me?"

Pea said, "Would you like it?"

Li Chan has neither a teacher nor parents, and although she lives in Dayong Kingdom, she has always been a rootless baby. Watching Li Zhaoxuan's Yuanfu ceremony that day, she felt the cumbersome etiquette and thought about choosing her own name. He smiled: "Of course."

Pea nodded and said with a smile: "In terms of etiquette, you and I keep everything simple, but since we have to choose characters, we can't be too sloppy. Let's go and have a look in the Wan surname transaction."

The two crossed the flying bridge, the sky was dark, there were few pedestrians, and the ground was mixed with snow and mud.When I arrived at Fanlumen, I spent three hundred yuan to buy a cage crown.

Downstairs, Pei A helped Li Chan put on the cage crown, "The character I chose for you is called 'Fucha'. I once stepped on the snow and mud in the cage, and it floated by the sun and the moon. I hope you can live happily ever after."

It is said that the East China Sea can connect to the Tianhe River, and boats cannot pass through it. Only the tree of the gods can float across it. Li Chan silently said the word "Fu Cha".

The sun is fading away.

He smiled and said, "From now on, I also have words."

……

Li Chan and Pea went together to buy some ingredients. Although the savings at home are not enough, Tu Shanxi can also subsidize some, but after all, the situation is difficult, and there are only sporadic wine and meat at the banquet celebrating the transformation of the pen king, so the monster They ate very dearly, not even letting go of the oil. In order to lick up the remaining wine in the urn, Qing Yasha got into it with his whole head, but was trapped in it, and was pulled out by Chi Yasha for a long time before getting out.

After the banquet, Li Chan went into the study alone.Drawing a human body for Mr. Pen today, he was so exhausted that he didn't have the slightest thought of picking up a pen.But outside the Daxiangguo Temple, Mr. Bi's words gave him some insights. He laid out paper and rubbed ink, and drew a picture by himself in front of the candlelight. At the end, he wrote the three characters "Li Fucha" on the side of the paper.

The night was getting dark, in the chess pavilion, Pea looked sideways at the light in the study, and then looked down at the chessboard. Among the white pieces on the board, only Tianyuan had a black piece.

Sao Qingniang asked by the pavilion: "Why don't you paint some wine and meat today, Ah Lang? It's a rare day, but everyone doesn't eat and drink enough to enjoy themselves."

"I want to start writing too, but I'm just afraid of frightening the heavenly beings."

Pea raised his head and looked at the sky along the eaves of the chess pavilion. The snowy night was gray.

……

A few days passed, the rumors about Xin Yuan's elegant collection of ghost pictures and Bai Weizhi's poems gradually spread to the market.

Most of the literati in the collection did not hesitate to belittle the poems and paintings. Although the common people in the market also know how to rhyme, they can also read whether the poems are catchy or not.But hearing that many literati dismiss Bai Weizhi's poems, they dare not think that they are good poems.

Until one day, a Beimen scholar read this poem and praised it greatly.At the same time, the rumor that Xueyi Niang praised the good poems also spread among the people.Within a few days, the limelight in the mouths of the people changed sharply, praising that Lingqiu Hezi was indeed not a person with a brow and a waist.

As for that ghost picture, after it was brought into the Tang family, no one knew what it was like. The only thing that spread in the market was the sensational judgment of Li Dan in the Qingling Mausoleum in Lizhou.

Li Chan didn't understand the rumors from the outside world, so he just stayed in the garden, apart from practicing, he was painting by himself, and discussing the way of painting with Mr. Bi.

During this period, Bai Weizhi came to invite Li Chan to the poetry meeting.There was another volume of books hanging around his waist, this time it wasn't monsters, but poetry.This Lingqiu Crane has a habit of "carrying a volume every day", and he must read a volume every day. The first person he met when he came to Yujing was a certain scholar from Lantai.

Li Chan was immersed in painting, so she declined the invitation, so Bai Weizhi had to say goodbye and leave, making an appointment until the next time.

Also in the early morning of the same day, Junzhu Xie Ningzhi, who once overwhelmed all living beings with a swordsmanship on water at the Xinyuan Yaji, stepped into the Daxiangguo Temple.Pan Gu produced six taels of purple jade light this year, and three taels have been handed over to Jiang Ru and given to Xu Zhonghao. Xie Ningzhi's intention to come here is for the remaining three taels.

Xie Ningzhi's reputation is very famous recently because of that water sword book. It is rumored that after Xie Ningzhi was born, he first used branches to write on the sand, and later wrote on the table with water. Feng wrote on stone, but he never wrote on paper with ink.This rumor is a bit bizarre, and it is precisely because of this that it has attracted everyone's attention. What kind of shocking work can this gentleman who cherishes ink obtain the precious ink of Immortal Mo?

When Xie Ningzhi entered the Daxiangguo Temple, he was naturally warmly received by the Zhike monk. After all, if this celebrity can buy a Buddha statue, please take a book of scriptures.The believers of Shangxiang are also curious to witness the precious moment when the gentleman who cherishes ink seeks ink.

So, early in the morning, a huge crowd of people gathered in the Zhonglan Courtyard to the south of the temple.

　Some people may ask why you can move your pen when painting for Lu Zijing?

　　Well, there is a reason.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)