Soul Painter

Da Ku Temple is indeed the world's first dojo.

　　 Gao Fan only arrived ten days ago, and he saw the "Buddha".

　　 Although only in a dream.

　　 Now, thirty-two phases and eighty kinds of accompanying good, like a painting secret book, deeply attracted the curiosity and attention of Gao Fan.

　　 But how to draw Buddha, I forgot when I woke up.

　　 made Gao Fan's heart scratching like uncomfortable.

　　 Except for the suspicion of true and false, Gao Fan never struck out the appearance of Buddha in inspiration, so that Gao Fan would doubt whether he was really dreaming.

　　 is a dream, and it must be retrieved.

　　 Gao Fan immediately slept for three days.

　　 But Da Ku Temple only has one meal a day at noon. After noon, the abbot does not eat. What Gao Fan is willing to do, no one really cares about him, but if he misses lunch, he will be hungry for a day.

　　 One day Gao Fan slept and missed lunch. He was so hungry that his eyes turned blue at night, let alone painting a Buddha. Now he can draw a starving ghost to eat himself.

　　 Besides, God doesn’t know where he went.

Gao Fan was so hungry that his eyes were black and blue. He picked up his paintbrush and drew himself a chicken drumstick on a sketchbook, and drew a plate of dumplings. He only hated that he didn’t have the skill of Ma Liang, and he could eat the things he drew. No more.

　　 But at one end of the dumplings painted by himself, Gao Fan was happy again. It was filled with Sanxian stuffing. It was vaguely the plate sent by Xiaoxue’s mother next to the Tianshi studio...

　　Meow~

　　 Suddenly I heard a meow.

　　 Gao Fan saw a dark shadow coming in from the door and plunged into his arms.

　　 is God.

　　 Not only God, but God also has a steamed bun in his mouth.

　　 "God, you are really my god~" Gao Fan grabbed the bun and started stuffing it into his stomach.

　　 ate a steamed bun.

　　 There is a little bottom in my stomach.

　　At this time, Gao Fan will look at his paintings...Huh?

　　 He suddenly saw that besides the chicken drumsticks and dumplings he drew, there was a sketch, which vaguely saw the appearance of a Buddha. At the same time, the structure was similar to Gao Fan’s dream.

　　 A lot of progress... But if you are full, you can paint again, and the progress is gone.

　　 is hungry and dizzy, there is this effect?

　　 Gao Fan held this sketch paper and studied it for a long time, but he didn't understand why he would resuscitate when he was hungry.

　　 Although I don't understand why, Gao Fan has a trick.

　　 From then on he eats as little as possible.

　　 I experience the thunderous tearing and dying feeling in my belly at midnight.

　　 In anticipation to obtain the kind of unconscious Buddha enlightenment.

　　Because of being so hungry, sometimes even the buns that God stole back can’t even chew.

From this day on, God will take some food for Gao Fan almost every day, including steamed buns, corn, sweet potatoes, etc. Although I don’t know where these things come from, but only by looking at their vegetarian properties, they know that they should be from It was stolen from the kitchen of Da Ku Temple.

"Don't be seen, and don't steal corn in the future. Corn on the cob is not easy to handle." Gao Fan said to God while gnawing at the corn. With his investigation value as high as 75, he wanted to hide a food scraps. It's too easy, but Da Ku Temple's kitchen serves hundreds of people every day, and it's hard to find a few steamed buns and corn.

　　 "It's good to have you~" After eating, Gao Fan picked up the black cat and rubbed his face, feeling the double pleasure of body and mind.

　　 Meow~ God puffed up his chest, as if saying that I will take care of the task of feeding you in the future.

　　 Under the dim light of the Zen room.

　　 Gao Fan continued to describe the appearance of the Buddha.

His efforts were not in vain, because he found that when he used thirty-two phases and eighty kinds of accompaniment, in his original manuscript, he tried to depict the appearance of the Buddha over and over again, the Buddha in his inspiration, It is also changing in the direction of these characteristics.

It seems that every time Gao Fan writes, every color is subtly changing the image of the Buddha in his heart, and every time he outlines these lines and colors, Gao Fan's heart is also full of peace, and the ears also faintly sound.' Amituo Buddha's whisper.

　　 He is painting Buddha, and he is also turning himself into a Buddha.

　　 This day, late at night.

It is already the hundreds of times that Gao Fan has tried to describe the appearance of Buddha in accordance with the requirements of thirty-two phases and eighty kinds of accompanying good. Each time he depicts, the image of the flesh and blood Buddha in the inspiration is brought closer to humans, although every time They are all insignificant and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but as long as there is progress, there will be results.

The murmur of "Amituo Buddha" in the ear appeared clearer in the middle of the night. The sound was layered and layered. In addition to being clearly identifiable, it also seemed to be able to be pulled out of the cocoon, divided into flowers and cored, infinite in the details. Subdivision, the more distinguished, the more intoxicating.

　　 In this wonderful situation, Gao Fan seems to have forgotten his physical hunger and sank into a strange state. Perhaps this is called ‘meditation’, or perhaps this is ‘influenced’.

　　 is at this moment.

　　 嗷...

　　 A low whistling sound came from outside the Buddhist room.

　　 Gao Fan shuddered, and a great sense of crisis surged from the bottom of his heart, and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up at this moment.

　　 He got rid of that state abruptly, and looked up outside the meditation room.

　　 I saw the light shining on the door, and a huge shadow was reflected on the door.

　　 The shadow looks like a cat, but it is dozens of times bigger than a cat.

　　 Its height is almost as high as the door frame. Compared with it, the Zen room door is like a mouse hole, and it is a cat guarding the mouse hole.

Meow!

　　 God screamed hard at the shadow, and the black hairs all over his body exploded.

　　 But Gao Fan was horrified at this moment too hard to move.

what is that?

　　 At that time, outside the Buddhist room, it was just like the moonlight.

　　 The huge figure was moving left and right in front of Gao Fan's meditation house. During the movement, it appeared that the moonlight was shining on the head of the meditation house, and there were two long teeth shadows.

　　 Is that... the saber-toothed tiger! It also came to the Great Ku Temple!

　　 This thought struck Gao Fan with lightning.

　　 Wow...

　　 The shadow began to fiddle with the door of the Zen house. The wooden door was under its claws, a sheet of paper, a few nail-like claws, piercing the door, and if it wanted to, the whole door would be torn to pieces in an instant.

Meow!

　　 The cry of God became more and more stern, like howling under a moonlit night, perhaps God has realized that if this behemoth breaks in, with the soft physique of modern humans, UU read www.uukanshu. If com counts it, it will instantly become food, after all, it was a top predator ten thousand years ago.

　　 Wow!

　　 The paw moved down, the door of the Buddhist room was broken open, and the hair that was like snow and silver under the moonlight was vaguely visible...that's it! That saber-toothed tiger!

Gao Fan reluctantly calmed down. God was yelling, but he dared not yell, because once he uttered, the yelling must be full of fear, which would make this top predator bite with excitement, and he touched his own sketch. Ben, it suddenly occurred to me that Gao Zhengdao has been missing for a long time. This is not inspiration. The cat is not a leopard, and neither the champion nor the veteran are there...

　　 But he can still paint.

Gao Fan grabbed the pen, his body trembling, but the painter's instinct could keep his hands stable. With a few strokes, he sketched out a real Buddha's head, a Buddha's head smiling with flowers. He is the only one who can confirm that it must be correct. Buddha appearance.

　　 clang~

The bell of 　　 Daku Temple suddenly rang softly, and it was particularly ear-piercing in the silent night.

　　 woo...

　　 The saber-toothed tiger outside the door hesitated to be attracted by the sound.

efficient! With joy in Gao Fan's heart, he began to draw the second and third heads of Buddha. The Buddha is alive and capable of transmitting sound. Every time Gao Fan draws it, he will cause the bronze bell in the temple to ring forever, and the bells ring in succession. Not only did the saber-toothed tiger be suspicious, it also made the monks rise up in the middle of the night and see what happened.

　　 Soon, a cry of surprise came from outside the meditation room.

"what is that!"