I Don’t Want To Catch Monsters

2021-09-03

Chapter 15 Painting Demons

After seeing Qin Yue’er’s superb painting skills, Wu Jun said nothing He threw the portrait into a paper ball and dropped it on the ground, causing Qin Yue’er’s dissatisfaction.

Then I saw Wu Jun sigh, pick up the pen, and outline it on the rolled out white paper.

“When drawing portraits of people, we usually use white drawing, that is, line drawing. With just a few smooth lines, you can describe the appearance of the person being drawn.”

“However, it is not so easy to draw a good portrait.”

“When drawing a person’s facial features, there should be changes in thickness and severity to express the sense of movement and thickness, as well as the joys, sorrows and joys of the characters.”

As Wu Jun spoke, he used a brush to outline a face on the white paper, which was the prostitute of Drunken Fragrance House.

Qin Yue’er stared blankly at the portrait, and said with a shocked expression: “It seems that it is exactly the same as Diexiang, you can recognize it at a glance!”

Wu Jun un ‘ed, continued: “It’s very simple to draw a figure, but the most difficult part is the charm. People are alive, and painting is dead. It is the most difficult to be vivid. If you want to draw a figure, The most important part of Shen Yun is the eyes!”

Wu Jun finished expressing congeals, adding a pair of eyes that attracting spirit seizing soul to Diexiang’s portrait.

Following, Qin Yue’er seemed to see Diexiang walking out of the portrait with a smile, a frown and a lifelike smile…

The next moment, Qin Yue’er suddenly The reaction is wrong.

This is not a hallucination, Diexiang actually came out of the portrait!

Qin Yue’er slammed congeals, unsheathed the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand, and slashed towards Die Xiang who was walking towards him with one sword!

After a sharp sword cry, Qin Yue’er slashed Diexiang’s neck with a sword, but she didn’t feel the tactile sensation of hitting something.

At the same time, the white paper on the desk cracked open with a snort, and Diexiang’s body on the portrait was divided into two, neatly disconnected from the neck…

Wu Jun seemed to be unaware of what was happening around him. When he found the white paper torn apart, he could not help but startled slightly and asked in surprise, “Hey, why did the paper split?”

Qin Yue’er brows Asked slightly wrinkle: “You didn’t see anything just now?”

Wu Jun turned his face in confusion: “What did you see? How did your sword come out?”

Qin Yue’er explained with a puzzled face: “Just now, a painting monster came out of your painting.”

“Drawing monster?”

Qin Yue’er nodded slightly, and said seriously: “Generally, those who can become demons of cultivation success are mostly living creatures, but occasionally there are dead objects that absorb Heaven and Earth Essence, a special case of cultivation success demons. The conditions for dead objects to become demons are extremely high. Harsh, this is the first time I’ve seen it.”

Wu Jun looked towards the portrait on the table in surprise, and looked at it carefully: “Is there something wrong with the paper or the brush, or maybe the ink… “

Qin Yue’er shook his head and said, “I don’t know, send these things back to Beijing together. There is someone in the Imperial City Department who is in charge of identification.” The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were packed together with the portrait of Diexiang.

He then came to the window with the bundles sorted and blew a sharp whistle.

A bird chirping sounded in the distance, followed by a white shadow breaking through the wind. It turned out to be a snow-white goshawk.

Qin Yue’er tied the bag to the goshawk’s leg, touched its head, and instructed: “Send back to the imperial city department’s monster hunter yamen.”

goshawk Nodding his head, he fluttered out of the window twice, spread his wings and moved towards the sky.

I briefly inquired about the prostitute involved at the crime scene, but the woman didn’t even know the name of the rabbit demon. She only knew about him, Surnamed Zhang, and did not provide any useful clues.

After doing all this, the yamen’s talents arrived slowly, Qin Yue’er showed the token, and asked the people in the yamen to investigate the disguised identity of the rabbit demon, and then carried the rabbit demon’s body. , back to Benevolent Heart Hall with Wu Jun.

On the second day, Qin Yue’er couldn’t wait to knock on Wu Jun’s door, urging him to get up and cook the meat.

Wu Jun drowsily washed his eyes, prepared the rabbit meat and simmered it in the pot, then squatted by the stove and dozed off.

When I was about to fall asleep, suddenly two footsteps, one light and one heavy, moved towards the yard, and Qin Yue’er’s voice followed: “Doctor Wu, this Young Master Zhu. Looking for you.”

Following, an angry voice said: “It’s not Young Master Zhu, it’s Young Master Zhou!”

Wu Jun opened his eyelids and swept away, seeing Qin Next to Yue’er was a Big Fatty with a fat head and big ears, who looked like a pig’s head. He weighed less than 300 pounds. He was dressed as a scholar and wore a slanted scarf on his head, looking very funny.

Seeing this person, Wu Jun’s eyes suddenly lit up: “Master Pig Young, what’s your homework today!”

Zhou Bin’s face was depressed: “It’s said that it’s Master Young. Zhou…”

This person’s name is Zhou Bin, the father is a wealthy businessman in Golden Flower County, because he looks like a pig’s head, even if he repeatedly emphasizes that he is Surnamed Zhou, he will still be called Young Master by mistake in the end. Until now, he was very troubled…

The reason why Wu Jun got to know him was mainly because the business of the medical center was not good, and he also wrote part-time homework for the young masters of these wealthy families.

The pig Young Master is one of his main clients.

After being depressed for a while, Zhou Bin immediately opened the mouth and said: “Doctor Wu, this time you must help me with my homework. This time, the dean of the Imperial College of Supreme Learning personally I came to Songyang Academy to select outstanding Confucian students, whether I can enter the Imperial College of Supreme Learning this time, but it all depends on you!”

Wu Jun knew the news in advance last night, so Not unexpectedly, he said: “What is the title?”

Zhou Binhe said with a smile: “One poem, one essay, no prescribed title.”

Wu Jun Nodding, holding out two fingers.

Zhou Bin immediately understood, took out twenty silver tael and handed it to Wu Jun.

Wu Jun tipped the money in his hand with satisfaction, and said happily: “Paper and pen will serve you!”

Zhou Bin hurriedly took out the pen, ink and paper from his backpack and studied it on the stovetop. Get up and grind.

Wu Jun hesitated for a moment, picked up the pen, and started writing on the paper.

Zhou Bin read it out while watching:

“The flowers of water, land, grass and trees are very lovely. Since Taizong, the world has loved peony. I only love the lotus out of the mud. Not stained, clean but not demonic…”

Qin Yue’er on the side listened to Zhou Bin’s chanting, a layer of goosebumps slightly appeared, showing a very shocked expression: “This article… I can’t read it, but I’m shocked. It’s definitely a good article, right?” !”

“As long as Dr. Wu takes action, my grades will not be lower than A. This is definitely another good article, but well… If you can change this sentence of Du Ai Lian into It’s even better if you only love money!”

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wu Jun twitched his cheeks, and a drop of ink fell on the blank space on the paper.

(End of this chapter)