Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 695
The rice paper in his hand trembled slightly, but the three butterflies on the rice paper began to dance lightly.

Of course, this is not a real dance, but an illusion, which makes people feel that the butterfly above is alive, as if it will fly away at any time.

It takes considerable skill to do this.

And such a skill, it can be said that there is no one in the entire Song Dynasty, because this is no longer a skill that ordinary people can achieve, but it is close to art, close to Tao.

Even if you see the same painting, it is impossible to achieve the same effect if you copy it again.

Among them, the amount of ink dyed, the strength of the pen, and the change of the pen force,
Although it looks simple, what is contained in it is quite mysterious.

The third prince Zhao Jing looked at the painting in his hand at this moment, his eyes were full of shock, talking about a few butterflies can have such a miraculous effect, if a painting is finished, how far should it go?This painting already has a spirit, if it is more magical, it may not be impossible.

Whether it's him or Zhu Qian.

They are all knowledgeable about calligraphy and painting. They don't need to look at a whole painting, but only need to see the skills contained in it, which is enough to make people bow down.

"What did that brother paint? Why is it so appreciated by Master Zhu."

"It's like a few butterflies. It's impossible to draw something too complicated in such a short period of time, but to be worthy of Master Zhu's praise, you must have real talents. It seems that this is a hidden master. "

"I really want to go over and have a look."

Some people in the distance were all curious. They looked up, but they couldn't see anything because of the crowd.

Qin Yong's face on the side turned gloomy. He never thought that the person in front of him was really good at painting. It was a miscalculation. He thought that all the scholars in the capital who were involved in painting had shown their skills, but this person actually Not interested in the third prince's daughter asking for a painting.

Then he said very unwillingly; "A few butterflies may show good skills, but they are far from the supernatural powers you mentioned. They just seem to be alive, not really alive. Among them There is still a big gap.”

Before Li Xiuyuan could speak, Zhu Qian on the side said, "Qin Yong, that's not right. Being able to show the objects in the painting is already supernatural. Is it possible that you really want the butterfly in this painting?" Can't you fly out?"

Zhao Jing also nodded and said, "The technique in the painting has already astonished heaven and man, that's enough. This painting is worth thousands of gold, so I'll show my father first."

"It's just a few strokes, just a few butterflies. How can I dedicate it to the officials?"

Qin Yong said in shock, then he took another look at the painting, and suddenly pointed to, "Third Prince, look, there is still a stroke missing on this butterfly, those three butterflies have no eyes, this painting is incomplete."

"Hey, it really is."

Zhao Jing took a look, and really saw that the three butterflies above had no eyes.

No wonder the three butterflies always felt that something was missing when they danced before. It turned out that they were missing eyes, but they were attracted by the magic of the painting before and ignored it for a while.

"How can such a big negligence and incompleteness be better than others? It can't be shown to the officials." Qin Yongdao: "Brother, although your painting skills are amazing, the shortcomings cannot be made up for, so I can't let you Convinced."

Zhao Jingjing nodded: "That's reasonable, and this painting is too simple and not complete. If you win the first place by relying on three butterflies, it's really unconvincing."

But Li Xiuyuan smiled dumbly: "The butterfly didn't draw eyes, it's not incomplete, but I did it on purpose."

"What do you mean by that?" Zhu Qian asked beside him.

Li Xiuyuan cupped his fists and gave a salute and said, "Back to Master Zhu, the ancients painted the finishing touch of the dragon first, so the younger generation must take it as a warning. The dragon on the mural will fly away after painting its eyes. The same is true for the butterfly in my painting. Eyes will fly away if you draw them, so you didn't draw them to avoid

Things are magical and come alive from the paper. "

"It's nonsense, are you deceiving a three-year-old child? I don't believe that the butterfly in your painting can fly with eyes." Qin Yong immediately retorted.

Not only him, but the third prince Zhao Jing and his wife Zhu Qian also shook their heads slightly, not believing it.

How could they believe such incredible things.

After all, the finishing touch is just a legend, how can it be believed to be true.

"The third prince doesn't believe it either?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

Zhao Jing said with a smile: "Your painting skills are indeed extraordinary, but if you want to achieve the finishing touch, then it is not a skill, but a spell, a fairy technique. This seems too absurd, but my prince does not believe it, but if you It really makes the butterflies in this painting fly away after the eyes are clicked,
This prince is willing to beg for your painting, and apologize to you for the previous doubts, but if you can't do it."

Li Xiuyuan interrupted him, and immediately said: "Since you don't believe me, then please ask the third prince to send the painting."

Zhao Jing sent the painting over, but a little curiosity surged in his heart.

Seeing how confident this person is, could it be possible that he can really make the butterfly in the painting fly?

No, this is absolutely impossible.

As a prince, how could he believe such absurd things? If a Taoist priest cast spells, then he could believe it, but the person in front of him was just a scholar, a scholar, and he didn't seem like someone who had learned spells.

"It's just pretending, he must not let the butterfly in the painting fly." Qin Yong said solemnly.

Li Xiuyuan didn't say anything, just spread out the painting, flattened it with a paperweight, and immediately there was an ink pen on the palm of his hand.

"Brother Li, do you really know the finishing touch?" Zhang Bangchang approached Xiaosheng and asked.

"No." Li Xiuyuan said; "There is no such thing as finishing touch in the world."

"Then you still dare to paint? Why don't you just sneak away, it's just to lose some face." Zhang Bangchang said: "It's just retreating, it's not ashamed."

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "Although there is no finishing touch spell in the world, the painting skill has reached the level of transcendence and holiness, and it is able to reach the gods."

After speaking, the ink pen in his hand tapped lightly.

Immediately, three pairs of eyes appeared on the three black butterflies. Although there were only a few black spots, there was a big difference between having them and not having them.

At this time, everyone gathered together and stared at the three black butterflies with complete eyes on the rice paper.

Nothing seems to have changed.

It's just that the extra eyes seem a little agile, and it doesn't come alive.

Zhu Qian shook his head slightly, and the third prince Zhao Jing beside him also burst out laughing, feeling that he had witnessed a farce.

Qin Yong was a little nervous at first, but when he saw that the butterfly hadn't come back to life, he immediately smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's nonsense. What kind of calligraphy and painting are magical, and the finishing touch is all nonsense, because your lie not only deceived the third prince, old master Zhu, but also Deceived all the scholars here, gentlemen
Don't say that I deliberately framed him. If you don't believe me, you can see if the butterfly in this painting has come to life. "

After speaking, he snatched the rice paper from the painting table, spread it out in public, and showed it to the nearby scholars.

But when the nearby scholars saw it, they were puzzled; "Brother Qin, you took the wrong drawing. This is a blank piece of paper with nothing on it."

"No?" Qin Yong took a look, and it was really a blank sheet of paper.

Could it be that I took the wrong picture?
He was going to go back and take it again.

But the moment he turned his head, he immediately froze in place, his eyes narrowed, and his face was full of horror.

Three black butterflies were dancing around in front of Li Xiuyuan at this moment, chasing and playing with each other. The appearance of the butterflies was exactly the same as the one in the painting.

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "There is nothing in the painting, why do you need to show it to others? Aren't the three butterflies you are looking for here?"

He stretched out his palm, but saw the three butterflies obediently landed on his palm,

Not only Qin Yong, but even Zhao Jing, Master Zhu, and the other scholars who were painting beside were shocked.

He looked at the blank rice paper in Qin Yong's hand, and then at the three painted butterflies in Li Xiuyuan's hand.

Alive.

Actually really alive.

The ability to make the finishing touch in the legend actually exists.

For a moment, all the people's hearts were turned upside down, and their shocked eyes were full of inconceivable expressions.

(End of this chapter)