Painter

Chapter 94: Chapter 94
Xue Qingluo's unnamed music score is divided into six interpretations. If there are words in this song, it depends on the speed of the words and sentences. It will probably have about 120 to [-] words.In Xu Yingqiu's words, the first four characters are "red sleeves and green crowns".

In the past, the female actresses in Jiaofang Division were all in green crowns and red clothes. This sentence is obviously written in Gu Jiuniang's past.

Li Chan looked down again, secretly praising this person for his extraordinary talent, halfway through the book, she stopped her fingers.

The words and sentences are only written to the third solution, and only half of the words are filled in, and the space behind that finger is still empty.

There is a piece of paper between the scores, on which is Xu Yingqiu's handwriting: "A few days ago, I made up a poem for Li Lang. I hope Li Lang will continue the poem for me. Reciprocity."

Li Chan was speechless for a while, closed the score, turned her head and asked, "Do you remember the shape of Wangque Terrace?"

Nie Kongkong was reading the lyrics at the side, Li Chan asked suddenly, but she said without thinking: "Remember."

Li Chan asked: "How long is it from the entrance of the ghost gate to the middle of Wangque Terrace?"

Nie Kongkong replied, "Five feet and three feet."

Li Chan asked again: "How many steps?"

Nie Kongkong thought for a while and replied, "42 steps away."

Li Chan asked again: "Along to the edge of the stage, go east 36 steps, go south [-] steps, where is it?"

Nie Kongkong pondered, and after a dozen or so breaths, he said uncertainly, "Gengmaozuo."

"I remember it very well." Li Chan nodded, spread the paper on the table, and took out a lead from the drawer.This kind of pen is made of graphite and donkey glue, which is expensive.When Buddhist and Taoist believers copy scriptures, they often use lead to outline the black silk column.This pen is also very convenient for drawing.

Starting from the paper, he outlined the outline of Wangque Tower with a few strokes, and then filled in the architrave, beams, solar panels, gables and other structures. He marked the size without hesitation at all, obviously knowing it well .Then draw the theater seats, aisles, doors and windows of the entire Wangque Terrace.

As Nie Kongkong watched, he couldn't help but think of what Li Chan had said before.The cultivator Li Chan spoke of seems to have flesh and blood, no different from ordinary people.But he only went to Liuzhufang once, looked at Wangque Terrace for a while, and then described Wangque Terrace exactly.From the age of six or seven to the present, she has seen the Great Ichthyosaur Fair nearly ten times, and she has known about Wangque Terrace for a long time, but she is not as good as his glimpse.

After Li Chan finished painting Wangque Terrace, she rolled up the picture and handed it to Nie Kongkong.Nie Kongkong looked at the picture carefully, and took a few steps with his feet, as if he was measuring the size.

Li Chan said, "Go out and have a look."

Nie Kongkong left the study and walked into the yard.Li Chan watched Nie Kongkong go out, watching her steps through the window.Seeing that Nie Kongkong's every step is almost the same, but his movements are a little stiff, Li Chan said: "Walking is like holding sand, you should use three points of mental strength, otherwise it will be too late. Go find the red medicine and practice again."

"Yeah." Nie Kongkong took the blueprint of Wangque Terrace and walked away. After taking two steps, he stopped suddenly and called back, "Uncle."

Li Chan was putting the lead tree back into the drawer, looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nie Kongkong tilted his head and hesitated for a moment, then looked at Li Chan with determination, "I should avenge this revenge myself."

Li Chan raised her eyebrows, was taken aback for a moment, then understood what she meant, and asked, "Afraid I will be implicated?"

Nie Kongkong said: "That man is a practitioner, but you don't know the way... My parents' enmity, emotionally and rationally, is my own business. Even if I can't hurt him for a while, I will wait another ten years."

Li Chan smiled, but didn't answer, and looked towards Dong Chu.

All the monsters are still busy, and Xu Da is fighting against Tu Shanxi because of the matter of Zhenshui General.Only Hong Yao sat on the eaves after talking to Sao Qingniang, pretending to look outside, but secretly watching the movement in the study.Obviously, it was what the goddess said to Nie Kongkong behind his back that made Nie Kongkong suddenly change his mind.

On the eaves, Hong Yao sensed Li Chan's gaze, and turned her head to look. Li Chan's gaze was slightly cold, with a sense of reproach.

Feeling guilty, Hong Yao pretended to be nonchalant, and looked at the city wall.

Li Chan's gaze seemed to be still in front of her eyes, unable to move away.She suddenly recalled that when she saw Li Chan for the first time, it was these eyes that disturbed the world and swallowed her into them.Li Chan's gaze just passed by, and she didn't look any further.But the cool breeze from the roof seemed to get colder all at once.She didn't want to stay any longer and jumped off the eaves.

Before entering the kitchen, he suddenly felt aggrieved and his nose was sore. Afraid that Xu Da over there would make a joke, he hurried to the stove and faced the water tank in the corner of the room. Press it into a pot filled with water and scrub it with a broom.

The bowl demon was overwhelmed by flattery, "Goddess, what can we do..." Suddenly, two tears fell into the pot, and the bowl demon quickly fell silent.

Hong Yao held a broom and raised her sleeves to wipe off the tears.Sao Qingniang came from behind, took the broom in her hand, and said softly: "He is a man with ideas, and he doesn't like to be interfered with."

Hong Yao's eyes were still red, "I just thought that Ah Lang couldn't beat that Taoist priest from Xiyi Mountain. I persuaded her a few words. I didn't say anything, just told her to do what she could... He actually stared at me!" Later, I didn't feel wronged anymore, I just felt unfair.

Sao Qingniang smiled and said: "If Shaolang was afraid, he would not have brought such a group of monsters with him. You came late, and you have never seen his previous appearance. Before he was outside the pass, he held a sword more than when he held a pen." More, more blood than ink."

In the study, Li Chan smiled at Nie Kongkong through the window, "You are responsible if you think so." Then he took out a dagger from the drawer and threw it over, "Take this."

Nie Kongkong reached out and caught the sword thrown by Li Chan, but found that the sword was too light.At first glance, the handle was painted with vermilion and the blade ridge was painted with silver. It turned out to be made of paper.She held the sword behind her back and stood where she was, waiting for Li Chan to answer.Li Chan just waved her hand, "Go ahead, what do you think about so much."

"Okay." Nie Kongkong bit his lower lip, turned and left.

After taking two steps, he took another step, looked back at Li Chan, hesitant to speak.But he just looked back and didn't stay any longer.

The pen on the table flew away, and wrote: "It's a good seedling."

Li Chan smiled and wrote: "Thanks to having a good master."

After finishing writing, he pulled out the paper and did not give Mr. Bi a chance to refute.Putting the sheet music aside again, ignoring it for the time being, dragged out a mahogany box three feet wide and one foot two inches long from the bottom of the bed.

Various paints, documents, and a copper box the size of a palm were packed in the wooden box.

The copper casket has a hint of red, and its shape is very regular, as if there is no trace of casting.Li Chan opened the box and took out a yellow paper sword talisman that was one and a half inches wide and three inches long.With gentle movements, he spread the sword talisman on the table, took out a bamboo awl pen, dipped it in vermilion lacquer, and carefully wrote more than a hundred characters on the square inch talisman paper.After writing, he took out a piece of green nephrite the size of a fingernail from the box, and tied it to the sword talisman with a red thread.

He threw the sword talisman, and the sword talisman traveled a few feet before falling down.

It only fell a few inches, but the soft yellow paper suddenly stiffened, swished, flew over the eaves, and flew into the blue sky.

(End of this chapter)