I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 147 Seeing Skills Again
"This painting..."

"What's wrong with this painting?"

"Has the general asked other gentlemen to come and see him before?"

"I found a Taoist You Fang." The military officer said in a deep voice, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed a little angry.

"I don't know what that person said?"

"He said that I had just arrived in Changjing and came from another place. I was not used to Changjing's qi, and I was a warrior. I was too bloody and bloody, so I was squeezed out by Changjing's qi. He said that it would be better to adapt to it for a while. Haha , I actually believed his nonsense at that time, and endured it for several months." The military officer said and glanced at Song You, "If I meet that Taoist Youfang again, I will make him unable to walk again."

"It's a common lie."

Song You remained calm, just staring at the painting, not afraid of his veiled threats, nor did he care about such threats.

"Sir, do you think it's a painting problem?"

"It's really a question of painting."

"What's wrong with this painting?"

Song You didn't answer, and didn't look at him, but kept staring at the painting, marveling at its fineness, vividness, and lifelikeness, and saw a mysterious aura and vitality in it, and asked at the same time:

"I don't know where the general in this painting came from?"

"At the end of last year, I led troops into Beijing on duty to defend the capital. I met a man on the road who was chased and killed by a group of Jiang Hu people, probably for robbery. Around the capital, these Jiang Hu people are so rampant, so I ordered the soldiers to take him I saved him." The military officer frowned and recalled, "After I rescued that man, he wanted to give me money, but I didn't accept it. Later, in order to repay my life-saving grace, he said that he was a painter and could draw a painting for me. I thought it was interesting, so I took him to the official post, stayed with him for one night, and painted this portrait for me."

"The general is upright and kind-hearted, I admire him."

"What's wrong with this painting?" As the military officer said, he also turned his head, looking at this painting that he couldn't put it down after he got it, and watched it countless times. There are some hands and feet in the painting, do you want to harm me?"

"No."

Song You still stared at the painting, shook his head and said: "What the general did was a good deed, and most of what that man did was also a good deed, but his painting skills are too good. I am afraid that the general came here on horseback to save his life. The impression in my heart is too deep. He devoted all his energy to draw this painting, which is so lifelike that the people in it seem to be coming alive."

The military officer heard the words and looked at the painting again.

you do not say!

It was as if he was standing in the painting by himself!
Sometimes when he stares at the painting here, he feels that it is not a painting, but a window. Through the window, it is the outside of the city that day. .

Recently, he was on defense in Changjing, and he also met some noble people in the capital. Sometimes he would invite them to his home as guests. When everyone saw this painting, they were all amazed and looked at him differently.Especially after hearing that he drove off the bandits on the way to Beijing to save people, he looked at him differently.

He loved this painting very much.

"Could it be that this painting is too real? It scared me?" The military officer narrowed his eyes and looked at the side of the Taoist face.

"General, have you ever heard of the saying that skills are divine?"

"Excellent skills?"

"It's like there is an excellent qin master in the capital. When he is heartbroken, Chunshan's black eyebrows are low. The sound of the qin can attract cranes and rain and snow." The woodcarvings are all lifelike, I dare not touch my eyes, once I touch them, they will come back to life."

"The top luthier you're talking about is Miss Wanjiang?"

"Have you seen the general?"

"I also heard about it downstairs in the Crane Tower."

Before the military officer came to Beijing, his monthly salary was only a few taels of silver. After he came to Beijing, it was only a dozen taels of silver. He had to eat and drink for a month, and support his family and servants. He really had no money to go to the second floor.

"This painting is really well done. Although the person in the painting cannot be resurrected and reincarnated, there is already a bit of aura and vitality." Song You said to him. In the middle of the night, its aura and vitality will not be suppressed...Has the general ever tried to look at paintings late at night?"

"Who looks at paintings late at night?"

"If the general looks at it late at night, you may feel that it is also looking at you." Song You smiled, "The general is highly skilled in martial arts and has a keen intuition. When he is watching him, he will naturally feel restless."

"..."

The military officer looked at himself in the painting again.

Intuitively, his gaze in the painting is like a sharp sword. At that time, many people in Jianghu were afraid to go forward with this gaze, but unexpectedly, it was portrayed by the painter with amazing painting skills and fixed here.

If it is hung on the door, I am afraid even the little ghosts will not dare to pass through the door.

If this is the case, being stared at by it every night, and the warrior has a keen intuition, I am afraid that he will not be able to sleep.

"You mean what you say?"

"You can't fake it."

"Then sir, do you have a solution?"

"..."

Song You thought about it, and also stared at the painting.

Shocked and somewhat emotional.

Back then in Yidu, the fleeting and vivid images of woodcarving still fresh in his memory.

I'm afraid it will be hard to forget in this life.

The painting skills reflected in this painting are naturally not comparable to Master Kong's carving skills, but they are already amazing. If the painting is better, maybe they can really come back to life.

There are indeed countless masters in the world.

"The solution is simple."

"Please teach me sir."

"It doesn't matter if you hang it in the bedroom."

"Is there another solution?"

"..."

Song You finally turned to look at the military officer.

This was the first time since he came to this picture that he looked away from the picture and looked at the military officer.But it's not right to say that. It can also be said that he has been looking at the military officer.

I can't tell that this person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is quite narcissistic.

"General, will this painting be handed down in the future?"

"How about handing it down, so what if it is not handed down?"

"This painting seems to only depict the general, but the plants and trees blown by the wind, even the gravel splashed by the roadside and the dust raised by the horse's hooves in the painting are extremely detailed and vivid. It is these details that make the It is these details that make the whole painting full of aura and vitality." Song You said to him, "These details are indispensable. If the general does not want to be inspired late at night I am troubled by the vitality of the rhyme, and I want to hang it in the bedroom to appreciate, just add a few strokes to the corners of the painting at random, and the overall style of the painting will not be affected much, but it will also lose its aura, and naturally cut off the vitality."

"How about that!"

The military officer almost blurted out, staring angrily.

Immediately looking at the painting, my heart gradually calmed down.

In addition to the galloping soldiers in the painting, adding one or two strokes to the corners of the background may indeed not affect the viewing.

At least people who don't know how to draw can't see it.

But if someone who knows how to paint, even after thousands of years, he can tell at a glance that this stroke was added by someone else later, and it is not in harmony with the brushwork style of the whole painting.

"Sir, do you know how to draw?"

"I don't know much about painting, but I was in Yizhou more than two years ago, and was taught by an expert, so I have some experience together."

"This painting... I really like this painting, and I can't bear to destroy it. I don't know if there is another way, sir?" Obviously, when he first heard about this painting, he still felt that it was similar to the deceitful remarks of that wandering Taoist at the beginning of the year.

"Indeed there are."

"Please teach me, sir!"

"I have been instructed by an expert, and I have some experience here, but I can try to isolate the aura and vitality from above." Song You said, "This method does not destroy the painting, and it is still the same as before in the eyes of people, but the spell cast below cannot be permanent. , can manage for decades at most.”

"Decades?"

"Decades later, if the painting of the general is still handed down to the world, and the descendants are engaged in martial arts, with high martial arts skills and keen intuition, or the aura of this painting has accumulated, and has become deeper and deeper over time, and even has other attainments, it will gradually become familiar to ordinary people. It can have an impact, and it has supernatural powers. I dare not say that the general’s descendants will love it as much as the general at that time, and will keep it.”

"Isolate the aura vitality..."

"Elected by the general."

The military officer narrowed his eyes, in a dilemma.

Song You didn't urge him either, just when he was thinking, he got closer to appreciate the painting carefully.

Look at the ink adjustment, look at the pen.

Look at the screen, look at the lines.

Look at the characters, look at the background.

See what the artist was thinking at the time.

It is regarded as a painter with outstanding skills.

Looking at this aura and vitality, I have a faint feeling.

"gentlemen."

"..."

Song You immediately straightened his waist, keeping a distance from the painting, and turned to look at the military officer again.

"Have you thought about it, General?"

"Please, sir, cast a spell to isolate the vitality of the aura in the painting. Before I die, I will let future generations store it well and not hang it in the bedroom." The military officer said, "As for other supernatural phenomena, I don't know whether it is good or bad. If so, Let’s wait for decades to talk about what happens decades later, and future generations will have their own creations.”

"wonderful!"

Song You praised it.

Then blow on the painting.

The exhalation condensed into gray smoke, drifting towards the painting in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, he got into the painting and disappeared.

The portrait doesn't seem to have changed in any way.

It seems to be a little different from before.

The military officer couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I was really deceived by that wandering Taoist. At first, I was still thinking that after the young Taoist finished casting the spell, I would have to mention him a few words in secret. I know where he lives. If I dare to lie to him, I must take someone there personally. He made trouble for him in the shop, but seeing this scene, no matter what, he couldn't say that anymore.

I had no choice but to cup my fists and bow to salute:
"Thank you sir."

"Hands up."

"I can sleep peacefully tonight."

"I live on Willow Street, the general knows, if you are still restless tonight, you can come to me again."

"Don't dare." The military officer cupped his hands and said, "I don't know how much money Mister will charge?"

"Leave it to the general."

"Let me give it?"

"I've come to Changjing, and it's always been like this. The general can give as much as he wants." Song You said with a smile, "More is not too much, and less is not too little."

"This……"

This reminded him of some medical clinics.

Including Changjing City, there are also some medical clinics like this: poor people receive different fees from rich people when they see a doctor, and each has its own price. The poor people who can't afford the medicine not only don't get any money, but also pay out of their own pockets to buy medicine for others.

But it also put him in a dilemma.

I want to be generous, and I want to care about it.

Thinking that I am not poor, but also feel that every tael of silver in the monthly salary has its own use.

Thinking that I am not small in courage, I should also have a bit of chivalry, so I really shouldn't search for it.I also feel that my wife and children have just been brought to Changjing, so I should buy some good clothes for them.

Thinking that this Taoist seems to be really capable, it would be a good fortune to give more money, and thinking that since he behaves like this, he has met all kinds of people, and most of them will not think that money is too little.

Taking a casual glance from the corner of the eye, he saw the Taoist standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

That gaze seemed to be able to see into his own heart.

The military officer's heart skipped a beat.

After a moment.

The Taoist took two taels of silver, thanked the military officer respectfully, and left the house with his harvest.

　I recommend "Into the Unscientific" by Fisherman!Everyone go see it!
　　


(End of this chapter)