I am going to live forever in the world of mortals

Chapter 10 Must be fast! (Seek to follow up)

Shen Pingchuan pondered for a while, and replied: "I can draw people's disobedient clothes and hair tips! I can draw the windmill turning in the child's hand! I can draw the umbrella handle that is crooked and clenched! I can draw the mountain that sees the sun through the clouds! The scroll rises and falls again waves! Even draw a blown mist!"

"good…"

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded slightly, and said: "If you want to draw something, you must first see it with your eyes, hear it with your ears, and feel it with your heart. Finally, it falls on the tip of your finger and falls under the pen. At that time, no matter whether the thing you draw is virtual or real Whether it is true or false, it can be seen vividly on paper; instead of the empty and boring view of mountains as mountains and water as water.”

"..."

Shen Pingchuan nodded, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He finally knew what the 'shackle' that stuck him was, and he also knew how he should go next. He knew it!
Seeing this, Zhang Xiuyuan smiled and asked, "How to draw fog?"

"If I want to paint fog, I can't just paint fog!"

Shen Pingchuan's face straightened, as if he was facing a teacher's question in school when he was a child, he felt a little nervous for no reason, and replied respectfully: "I want to draw the place where I look back at the world, crossing the moon in the maze; A few degrees of green smoke; painting the mausoleum is sparse and easy to get wet, and the clouds are deep, and the place is unknown; painting the river is white and surging, and the clouds hug the valley road!"

"good…"

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded slightly, secretly surprised at this person's high level of understanding, and asked: "How do you express your sorrow?"

"Painting alone on the west tower, wanting to talk about it; painting the river is long, spring shirts and wet sleeves; painting objects are people but not doing things, Shuangxi boats; painting draws a knife to cut off the water, and the water flows again, and the moonlight people lean on the building; Painting a night of frost and snow, Mu Xue turns white!"

"How to draw time and shadow?"

"Paint the green of copper locks; paint the red of happy candles; paint the mottled growth rings of trees; paint the long river and the sunset; you can also paint the bride and the old woman washing each other with one sleeve by the river..."

Shen Pingchuan saluted respectfully after finishing speaking, and asked with some trepidation and anticipation: "Sir, I wonder if the student's answer is correct?"

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head indifferently, and said with a smile: "Danqing is based on his heart, and different moods draw different things. How can there be any correct answer?"

"It's a student who took pictures..."

Shen Pingchuan felt relieved when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Listening to what Mr. said today, students feel that they have a bright future ahead, which is better than studying for ten years!"

"You're welcome…"

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded slightly, and said politely: "Pimpedao is just talking casually. If a layman can realize this, his understanding of Dan Qingyi will definitely improve in the future. Fortunately, very fortunate!"

"Sir, please come into the house and tell me..."

Shen Pingchuan stretched out his hand to signal to enter the Fengya Pavilion, then cupped his hands to the crowd of Confucian scholars who were watching, and said with a smile: "Shen wants to entertain noble people, so he won't stay outside for a long time, and I hope you will be sympathetic."

"Young Master Shen is being polite."

"Congratulations Mr. Shen~"

"..."

Seeing the steward of Fengya Pavilion leading the way, Zhang Xiuyuan also extended his hand to invite Zhang Xiuyuan, and he didn't refuse at the moment, he winked with his junior sister to signal her to follow, and then stepped into Fengya Pavilion.

Seeing this, Zhang Miaoshan followed with a smile on his face.

"Sir, who is this?"

"Junior Sister Poor Daoist, just call her Miao Shan..."

"Oh~"

Shen Pingchuan nodded with a look of surprise on his face, and when the two of them were invited into the reception room, he poured tea himself and said with a smile: "Mr.

"This……"

Zhang Xiuyuan thought about Taixu Guan, and also thought about the trip between himself and his junior sister. It is really hard to tell outsiders more about the secrets of each school, so he shook his head and declined: "It's a remote place, so it's okay not to mention it."

"It's the student who took the liberty. I hope you don't blame me, sir."

Hearing this, Shen Pingchuan thought he had violated a taboo, and hurriedly handed over his hands to apologize, seeing Feng Yage's steward coming with a tray in his hand, he took the tray and waved his hand to signal him to go out.

After the people left, he placed the tray on the table, and lifted the red cloth on it, revealing more than ten ingots of white silver and the silver bills under the silver.

"Students have nothing to repay the kindness of Mr. Guidance."

As he spoke, he pushed the tray in front of Zhang Xiuyuan, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. and Xiangu are carrying their bags, presumably they are traveling abroad. Since they are traveling in the mundane world, they must have gold and silver as companions. It happens that the students have some family assets, and some wishes to return to Mr. Don't refuse."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuyuan raised his brows, that one ingot of silver was worth ten taels, and there were more than a hundred taels of silver in the tray, and the smallest denomination of bank notes was one hundred taels, so there were estimated to be ten pieces in the tray.

In other words, Shen Pingchuan's so-called "a little heart" is at least as much as a thousand taels of silver!
He originally thought that this Shen Pingchuan might be the owner of Fengyage, but now with this handwriting, his identity is obviously more than a simple owner of Fengyage.

The surname is Shen, and his hands are so generous, then this Shen Pingchuan is probably a child of the wealthy Shen family in the south of the Yangtze River...

He came here just to make some money for going to Baiyun Temple, and he didn't want to have more karma with these aristocratic families, so he shook his head and pushed the tray back in front of him.

"For those who become monks in the poor way, layman Shen's gift is too heavy for the poor way."

Seeing this, Shen Pingchuan was a little anxious, and said a little shyly: "The student knows that Mr. is an outsider, and treats gold and silver vulgar things like dung, but the student is in the secular world, and there is nothing else to repay Mr. "

"..."

Zhang Xiuyuan sighed secretly, "If I really treat gold and silver like dung, I won't come here to show my face and make money."

Just when he was about to ask for two horses as a reward, he seemed to sense something suddenly, his mind trembled suddenly, and his face changed a little...

In this moment of emptiness...

Zhang Yangming was strolling in the front yard in a black robe, his old face was full of sternness, and there was a weird smile of relief on the corner of his mouth.

"You, how good is it to let go of the burden in your heart? You have been waiting for so many years, you have been suffering for so many years, and let Junior Sister Zizhen wait for so many years, why bother?"

"If Junior Sister Zizhen knew that I used that method to obtain immortality, she would definitely not forgive me."

"If you don't tell me, how will she know?"

"Heh, those who deceive others must first deceive themselves. I can't even pass this test in my own heart. How can I deceive her?"

"So I'm here to help you~"

"You are Mo Nian, and the one you help is yourself from the beginning to the end. Why do you say it so high-sounding?"

"Sounding? If you don't go down and snatch your apprentice, am I not helping you? If you don't go down and snatch the spirit of the fairy girl, aren't I helping you? You can't pass the test in your heart, I can't hide it from Junior Sister Zizhen, am I helping you?"

"..."

Zhang Yangming said to himself, he didn't know when he had left the gate of Taixu Temple.

And in the wishing pool, a little turtle stared blankly at the black-robed figure disappearing from sight, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over its head, freezing its soul...

In Fengya Pavilion…

Shen Pingchuan was silent for a long time when he met the Taoist in front of him, thinking that his act of donating gold and silver violated a taboo.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, Mr. is worthy of being an expert in the world, this disposition not to be moved by gold and silver alone is not comparable to ordinary people like me...

"Students donating gold and silver is also a helpless move. It is not intentional to humiliate the gentleman. I hope the gentleman will not blame him."

He arched his hands apologetically, then seemed to have thought of something, got up and said: "There is a 300-year-old mountain ginseng in the student's home, please wait here for a while, and let the student get it."

"No need..."

Zhang Xiuyuan came back to his senses and hurriedly stopped him, saying: "It doesn't matter whether it's gold, silver or property, or 300-year-old ginseng, it's not what the poor are looking for."

"But I don't know what the master wants?"

Shen Pingchuan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and replied seriously: "The Shen family is considered to have some financial resources in the Jiangnan Prefecture, but what you want, sir, is absolutely the same as the students."

"So best..."

Zhang Xiuyuan pondered for a while, got up and went to the desk beside him, took a letter paper and wrote with a pen, and after the pen and ink dried, he folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope.

Then he took out a jade pendant carved with cloud patterns from his body, and handed it to Shen Pingchuan along with the letter.

"I also ask Layman Shen to help the poor Taoist."

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, Zhang Xiuyuan explained seriously: "Please trouble Master Shen to send a fast horse to the Baiyun Temple by the Yanbo Lake in Xijing Prefecture. With this jade pendant, you can see the owner of the Baiyun Temple, and then put this jade pendant with this letter. Send the letter to her! Be quick!!"

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