Library of Heaven’s Path

"What did the Master leave?"

The yellow language on one side is also crazy, and almost fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

Before Lu Shen master also gave them appreciation of the paintings, took the opportunity to test, but... never took out their own paintings!

How is this time...

The key is to take out your own paintings. If the guy in front of me says a few good words, praise it, maybe the master is happy, it will pass, but... what did you say - shit, what?

Is this what people say?

Speaking of Master Lu’s paintings, **** nowhere, what stuff...

There is a urge to vomit blood in the yellow language.

Don't you say that it won't make me difficult? How is this going?

If you know her, Zhang Suhang said that he is a people's teacher, it is impossible to embarrass her... I will definitely vomit blood!

Do you want to make me embarrassed?

You clearly know that I am going to die...

She has some regrets bringing this guy over!

The master of Lu Shen likes the young and eager to learn. He never discriminates against the nobles. He likes someone to come and learn from him.

This guy looks gentle and very proportionate. I thought it was a humbly and eager guy. Bringing him over can make the master happy, and he can find a head and take the opportunity to complete his own affairs. As a result, I didn’t expect... ...and it’s too unreliable!

Yellow language feels that the intestines are remorseful.

I knew this, I just refused it. Why did he bring it over and find trouble?

There is going crazy here, and Baixun on the side is going to laugh out loud.

I am not afraid of God's opponents, I am afraid of pig-like teammates.

This guy actually said that Lu Shen’s work is “what thing”. Don’t think about it, you must completely offend the master. Even if you don’t shoot, the master will definitely teach this ignorant boy a meal!

"This is what you said to learn the rich five cars, only high eight fights? Qin chess paintings are all proficient?"

Gently smile, look at the yellow language, Bai Xun is full of faces.

The yellow language just just boasted the other party, the other party said this, have you seen such a rich five-car, high-eight fighting?

"Don't talk!"

The tension between the housekeeper and the housekeeper, the madness of the yellow language, the smugness of Baixun, the master of Lu Shen did not get angry because of the other party’s words, interrupted everyone’s arguments, and looked indifferently: “What is this little brother? Do you have any questions about this?"

"I don't know if this is the master's work, please forgive me for the abruptness!" Zhang suspended as a surprised look, and quickly squatted.

The Tiandao Library generated books and saw the defects of this painting. It also marked the author. He naturally knew that this is the work of Lu Shen, who deliberately pretended not to know!

"No problem, this is just a painting, let you appreciate, just talk about good and bad, not to mention who painted!" Master Lu Shen waved.

"The master said that I am relieved!" Zhang Hang smiled and looked at the picture in front of him, gently rubbing: "If you just say this picture, even the master painted... you can only use these eight Comments on words! It’s just a shit, nothing!”

Yellow language, the butler is once again out of focus.

All know that this is the master's painting and said, kid, are you crazy?

"But..."

Zhang paused for a moment.

"But what?"

"This painting is really not very good. Just find a street craftsman to draw, and what to say, it’s all raised! But if you can see deep things, you will be shocked. Heaven, it is hard to believe that this is true!"

Zhang Hang Road.

"Deep things? What do you think?" Master Lu Shen smiled.

"It's very simple!" Zhang Sushang looked at Guanjiachengbo: "Working for me to get the dagger!"

"Good!" City Bo looked at Master Lu Shen and saw that he did not oppose it. Then he turned and went out, not long, and handed a dagger.

"I will be ugly!"

With a dagger, Zhang Hang directly came to the painting and stabbed the past.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing his move, Bai Xun took a step forward: "The master's paintings, each of which is worthless, is an invaluable treasure, broken, can you afford it?"

Yellow language also looks confused.

When you look at the painting, you can see the painting. What do you do with the knife?

Ignore Bai Xun’s swearing, Zhang Hang uses a dagger to cut the complete picture.

A burst of "Zi Zai!", the part of the picture that was cut was tilted up, gently torn, and the picture on the top fell off, even with the interlayer of the room. This picture is a layer of rice paper, and below It is sheepskin.

Hey!

The rice paper was torn open, revealing something on the sheepskin. There was also a painting on it. It was very similar to the previous rice paper, but it was full of charm, revealing the agility, as if the rocks, trees, cottages, Children, they will always get out of it.

"If I am not mistaken, the paintings on the rice paper are just fake. The real paintings have already been printed on the sheepskin through rice paper. This is the true meaning of the master painting!" Unveil the rice paper, Zhang Hanging laughter.

"This..."

No matter whether it is Huangyu, Guanjia or Baixun, all of them have widened their eyes and can't believe it.

Forced through the rice paper, painting on the sheepskin, but also to keep the picture on the paper clear, can not see the slightest fault ... This is too powerful!

The key is that the two paintings are seamless, there is no gap... How do you see it?

"Yes, good!" Seeing the teenager easily see the mystery of his paintings, Master Lu Shen’s eyes lit up and looked at the teenager, his eyes full of praise.

At the same time, my heart is full of shock.

This is the power of the paper, the ability to paint in the sheepskin, but also just realized, and has never been shown in front of outsiders, this young boy will see it, this eyesight is too powerful!

"What about this painting?"

Master Lu Shen turned his head again to point to a picture hanging on the wall.

It is a picture of a wild beast with a huge wild beast on it. It is like a tiger going down the mountain. It is very powerful and shocking. If you are courageous, I will scare you to the ground and dare not speak. .

Zhang hangs to the front, gently strokes it, and then smiles: "This painting is good, but it lacks temperament. If I guess it is good, this animal, the author of the painting, has never seen It’s a painting! It’s just a cut!”

"This..."

The master of Lu Shen was shocked and his eyes were round.

Others don't know, but he knows what the other person means.

Because this painting is also his work.

The savage beast on the picture is called "Chixiong". It is a rare life. The legend is endless. No weapons can be harmed and defense is invincible.

He has never seen this thing. Like the other person said, he can draw this picture, which is a rummaging of many books.

This painting is one of his most proud works. Because of this, he hangs in the middle of the living room. Many masters of painting and calligraphy have finished reading it. They are full of praise and feel that their paintings are full of charm and grandeur. In the mouth of this boy, is it lacking temperament?

Since the other party can see the specific situation of the previous painting, the vision is beyond doubt. At this moment, I can see at a glance that I have never seen Chixiong. This is inevitable!

"Where is the temperament missing, can you tell me in detail?"

Thinking of this, Master Lu Shen was no longer in a state of high above, and hurriedly asked.

"Ah?"

Seeing that they have been assessing them all the time, let them scratch their heads, and there is no way for the emperor to humbly ask a teenager, and Huang and Baixun face each other and are dizzy.

Especially in the yellow language, the show is not stopping, and the shock in the heart is like turning over the river.

This guy...how exactly did it?