The slender box was carefully opened by the two palace maids, and the contents inside were taken out, which was a scroll.
Slowly unfolding, the faint fragrance of ink penetrates into the nose with the air. This painting must have been painted not long ago!
As the scene slowly unfolded, Qingcheng was stunned.
Standing up and stepping forward, the sealed and almost forgotten memories were forcefully squeezed out of my mind, appearing in front of my eyes as if they were full of energy, looking at her as if questioning and treasonous!
A beautiful woman stood among the flowers, holding a half-opened black enchanting night devil flower in her hand, nodding and sniffing. Behind her was a patchwork of pavilions and waterside pavilions, with the outline of a building vaguely visible among the tall and lush trees.
The sub-painting has delicate pen and ink and smooth lines. The person who painted it is very capable!
Seeing Qingcheng's dumbfounded look, Bei Mukuang was very proud and walked up to Qingcheng: "Why, you don't recognize me anymore! I remembered your appearance in an instant!"
Qingcheng was still petrified, and he seemed to be unaware of the confusion surrounding his chuckle. It turned out that everything had been determined for a long time. He accidentally traveled through time and fell into the general's mansion, and now he entered the palace by accident.
.So what about your future? Has your destiny already been decided? I just jump around like a clown.
Looking up, are there a pair of eyes outside the tall and empty temple roof watching what has happened and everything that has not happened yet?
Xuanyuan Qi tapped his palms and praised it loudly, but Qingcheng didn't hear it and just stood in front of the painting, not knowing whether he should be depressed or grateful to God.
"I've heard that Tianchen Tiannv knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Could it be that,,,,," Bei Mu raised the corner of his mouth and looked at her as if mockingly, laughing at her ignorance and lack of knowledge!
Anyway, the ending is the same, but what about the process? What else should I worry about? When Qingcheng thought about it, he immediately cut off Bei Mu Kuang's taunting: "Master Bei Mu, your painting skills are good, but the artistic conception is a bit poor."
Qingcheng smiled as he spoke and looked at Bei Mu Kuang, quite satisfied with his surprised expression.
"Then ask the Goddess to teach me!" Bei Mukuang said sincerely, but the disdain in his eyes betrayed his original intention of disobeying Qingcheng.
Everyone sitting here is staring at Qingcheng: Qingcheng can't say that such a fine painting skill is not good?
Qingcheng pulled Butterfly and whispered for a while. Butterfly nodded and went out!
The palace maid quickly brought the pen and ink and held it in front of Qingcheng.
Qingcheng smiled and picked up a wolf hair. It was not stained with ink, but he spun around and floated gently in front of the Xixia King. When he reached out his hand, the wolf hair in his hand slipped into his wine glass like drinking water.
After drinking a full drink, he whirled around, waved his jade hand lightly, and stroked a few strokes on the unfolded painting, and then put the pen down. Everyone was surprised and looked around. Except for the obvious water stains around the Night Demon Girl, there were no other signs in the entire painting.
And overcome the differences.
Xuanyuan Qi stared at the painting, neither smiling nor showing disappointment like the others, he just looked at it as if waiting.
Chengtian and Yifei also looked at the painting, but found nothing strange, so they looked at Qingcheng in confusion and cast questioning glances.
Bei Mu Kuang walked up to the painting. He was startled at first, looked at it carefully for a while, then raised his head and chuckled, disdainfully: "What is the painting by the goddess? Is it because I have little knowledge, or is the goddess pretending to be hanging to fool me?"
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"Dry it!" Qingcheng seemed not to have heard, and looked into Bei Mu Kuang's dark eyes and said commandingly.
Maybe he had never dared to speak to him like this. After hearing this, Bei Mu looked at Qingcheng intently for half a minute, and finally gave the screen a gentle push, and the water stain disappeared immediately.
Butterfly came and handed Qingcheng a small bottle of green stuff.
Qingcheng smiled and took it, biting his middle finger open. He faced the mouth of the bottle, and bright red blood dripped into the bottle, shaking it.
Dip the wolf hair into the green liquid and draw a few strokes on the original flowers of Bei Mu Kuang. The flowers become much more colorful!
"Water." Qingcheng didn't even look back. He stretched out his hand and caught the water handed over by Butterfly.
Ignoring His Highness's gathering gaze, he took a big sip of the drink and took a few steps back.
It sprayed out evenly with a "pop" sound, and after a layer of mist passed, a miracle happened to the eyes! The Night Demon Queen in the painting seemed to be alive. The petals bloomed from the pistil, layer upon layer, and fully opened in an instant, grand and rich.
The aroma was overwhelming, the glow was blazing, and strands of silk floated into the air. The two palace ladies holding the painting screamed, dropped the painting, and hid aside, shivering.
Everyone sitting in the main hall was moved and frightened. They all quickly retreated to the back and stayed away from the painting, fearing that someone might accidentally touch it and be shaken out of their souls.
Xuanyuan Qi sat firmly on his seat, his eyes full of surprise. He looked at the painting with extraordinary surprise.
Bei Mukuang seemed to be shocked by the sudden scene. He looked at the painting thrown on the ground, an evil smile froze on his face, he was very surprised.
Qingcheng smiled sweetly, bowed to pick it up, and held it up in front of Bei Mu Kuang: "How is it?"
Bei Mukuang hesitated for a moment, took it, looked at Qingcheng, his dark eyes became more intense: "I admire the uncanny craftsmanship of His Highness the Heavenly Lady."
Lowering his head, the Night Demon Princess in the painting was still exuding a dazzling glow, and strands of it overflowed from the painting, floated into the air, and slowly disappeared.
(There have been changes before, haha, don’t be too surprised by the appearance of Chengtian and Yifei, and accuse the plot of being too confusing. Oh! Good morning, everyone)