ps: By the way, finally, the number of clicks exceeds the number of words, haha, I am so proud...
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Was Liu Meng's thoughts pure? Of course not. So, even though he was so anxious that he was sweating on his forehead, he could only draw a square with his left hand and a circle with his right hand.
Seeing that Mr. Liu Meng was also unformed, Zhou Botong lost all interest after teaching for a while. He then asked Liu Meng to write down the formula for fighting each other, and continued painting by himself. Liu Meng was left to ponder for a while.
Finally I sighed and gave up, thinking: It's good to fight with each other, but I am too picky about people's character. Living in the world of mortals, who can be pure, selfless and without desires? It seems that the name "Fool's Secret Skill" is special.
It's appropriate.
He clearly got the opportunity, but he couldn't learn it. Not to mention how depressed Liu Meng was, he sat on the edge of the bed and started thinking: The old naughty boy has unfathomable martial arts. In the later period of the Condor Heroes, he was already worthy of the name No. 1 in the world.
One, but most of his special skills are strange. They are all about left and right fighting, and they are all empty fists. They are not suitable for his own way.
After thinking hard for a long time, it happened that the wick of the oil lamp was burning long, and a flower suddenly exploded. Zhou Botong was concentrating on practicing painting, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind passed by and cut off the wick.
This is? That’s right! The Nine Yin Manual! Zhou Botong has a complete set of the Nine Yin Manual! Before his death, the supernatural king Chongyang gave the upper and lower volumes of the Nine Yin Manual to Zhou Botong for safekeeping. Later, various strange things happened.
In Taohua Island Cave, Zhou Botong also learned the true scriptures by "only reading without practicing" in order to induce Guo Jing to practice.
The Nine Yin Manual is extensive and profound. The first volume contains chapters on muscle-changing and bone-forging, healing, and acupuncture. The second volume records the Nine-Yin Divine Claw, the Heart-stimulating Palm, the White Python Whip, and the Soul-Transferring **. If you take out any of them,
They are all enough to dominate the world. If Zhou Botong is willing to teach himself, even if it is just one of them, he will make a lot of money!
But how can I get him to offer to teach me? I have inadvertently used simple drawings to fight each other, so should I continue to work on this?
After racking his brains for a long time, Liu Meng finally came up with a solution. He immediately got up and prepared a few things, then went back to bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind, patiently waiting for dawn to execute the plan.
At dawn the next day, Liu Meng got up and saw that the old naughty boy Zhou Botong had fallen asleep at some point and was snoring loudly. He immediately tiptoed out of the hut, took the things he had prepared, and ran to the opposite side of the hut.
He got into position and started painting.
A flat thin wooden board was placed on a shelf made of two branches. A piece of white rice paper that I brought with me was clamped on the wooden board. I held a charcoal pencil in my hand and started sketching while facing the hillside with the rising sun.
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After a while, he finished painting the colorful hillside and the two thatched houses. Liu Meng squatted on the ground with the charcoal in his mouth, waiting for the main character in the painting to appear.
Older women tend to be light sleepers. What’s more, there are guests here, and Yinggu got up a little earlier than usual. She opened the door and saw the young man in blue among the guests squatting on the ground funny and yelling at her.
Smiling brightly, revealing a row of neat teeth, shining brightly in the morning sun. Gu Ying couldn't help but feel in a good mood, and smiled back, then went to the stove behind to bake some noodles. She also cooked a pot of vegetable soup, like this
Paired with home-grown fruits, it makes a hearty breakfast.
Her hair was gray and her clothes were simple. Although her face looked scary at first glance, her eyebrows were delicate, which showed that she was very beautiful when she was young. Yinggu came out from the back of the house with a bamboo basket on her arm and saw the young man still squatting there.
Looking at himself stupidly, he couldn't help but cover his mouth in amusement, thinking that this child really had a bad temper with him.
Okay! This is the picture!
In an instant, Liu Meng was unstoppably inspired. He let out a cry of joy, turned his back and stood up, then rushed to the drawing board, sketching with charcoal in his hand. The smile that covered his mouth for a moment soon appeared on the paper.
superior.
In the painting, a slim woman is standing in the vegetable field in front of the house. She is wearing a simple sarong and a clean fit. A vegetable basket hangs on her arm, which contains several green fruits, peaches, and melons. Her long hair is casually draped behind her shoulders, and her other hand is covering her head.
She had a slight smile on her face, setting off the morning glow, and her delicate features and eyes were full of beauty.
Looking at his masterpiece, Liu Meng was very excited. When Yinggu was young, she was a royal concubine in the palace. Her temperament and appearance were not bad, but she was distressed that her child died in front of her, which made the lower half of her face look scary. But in recent years, her heart has become knotted.
She knew that she had to live with Zhou Botong, so she was naturally in a good mood. In addition, the action of covering her mouth and smiling was covering the lower half of her face, so the woman in the painting was flawless and the most beautiful picture was revealed.
After staying in front of the painting for a while, Liu Meng let out another weird "ah-ha" cry, and jumped up and turned backwards several times. Everyone who had just come out of the hut was extremely surprised.
"Xiao Liu, what are you doing?" Guo Fu tried her best to avoid talking to Liu Meng, but he ignored Wan Yanping when she started talking, so Yeluyan asked first. Liu Meng chuckled, pretending to be mysterious and flirting with the girls.
He started and said, "See for yourself."
Yeluyan and Wanyanping approached curiously, and couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration when they saw it. When they realized who was in the painting, they immediately exclaimed. Huang Rong and Cheng Ying were also aroused in curiosity.
They all walked over to look at it. After being surprised, they were all amazed by the Yinggu in the painting.
It happened that Yinggu came over to greet everyone for breakfast. The girls couldn't help but compare it with the painting. They found that except for the slightly different clothes, the rest was really lifelike, especially the quiet and happy charm in the painting, which really matched the current situation.
The movements of the people outside were naturally not hidden from Zhou Botong's ears. He wanted to be lively and immediately rushed over from the house and shouted: "What's so fun? Everyone is so happy?"
Seeing Zhou Botong running over, everyone covered their mouths and laughed. Huang Rong pointed to the painting on the wooden board and said: "Old naughty boy, come here and see who is in the painting. I wonder if you recognize it." Zhou Botong said strangely: "
Is there anything interesting about this painting? Was it painted by little brother Liu Meng?" After saying that, he hurriedly came over and took a closer look, and his expression suddenly froze.
For dozens of breaths, Zhou Botong kept his mouth wide open and his eyes round, motionless. Everyone felt funny at first, but in the end they realized that something seemed wrong, so they all looked at the old naughty boy worriedly.
After a while, Zhou Botong's beard trembled, he rubbed his eyes, turned around and left without saying a word. Zhou Botong moved very fast, and disappeared after a few ups and downs. He did not look back even though Huang Rong shouted from behind.
Uh. How can a heartless old naughty boy be irritated? Needless to say, after seeing this painting, he must have been extremely excited. Now he should run away and find a place to hide to calm his mind. As for
Whether it is good or bad, we can only tell when he comes back
He immediately carefully rolled up the painting and put it away. As expected, Zhou Botong came back at noon. He poked his gray head from the door, winked at Liu Meng who was sitting at the table eating, and waved him out again and again, amusing everyone present.
It was all a joy. Huang Rong stopped her chopsticks and said with a smile: "Old naughty boy, what's the matter? Why don't you come in to eat?"
Zhou Botong shook his head and murmured: "No...it's okay. I'm chatting with little brother Liu Meng." Liu Meng followed him outside, tightened his wrist and was already caught by him, and said with a shy face: "Let's get over there.
Go, there are too many people here, it’s not easy to chat.” He then used Qing Gong and took Liu Meng to the opposite hillside.
Liu Meng struggled hard, but was neutralized by his gentle force, so he had to spread his body skills and run wildly with him. Zhou Botong said "Huh", turned around and said in surprise: "Qinggong is pretty good, let's compete."
"Let's see who gets there first." He suddenly let go of his hand, waving his sleeves, and took the lead in exerting his strength.
Are you kidding? Liu Meng was stunned for a moment and was already six or seven steps behind him. He could only get up and catch up with all his strength. The eight-step cicada-catching technique is the fastest method Liu Meng knows for long-distance running. He used all his strength to really catch up.
Faster than a galloping horse. Zhou Botong didn't forget to look back to see if Liu Meng had caught up. When he saw Liu Meng, he screamed loudly and said excitedly: "Good boy! If you catch up with me, I will give you something fun!"
The distance between the two slopes was only about four miles, and with the two people's light skills, it only took a few words to get there. Seeing that Zhou Botong had quickly jumped to the top of the slope by taking advantage of the first mover advantage, Liu Meng bit his teeth and mobilized all his internal strength, and his body
He jumped up and flew straight to the top of the slope. When he flew behind Zhou Botong, he spotted a stone, switched to the flying goose exercise with his toes, leaned forward like a sharp arrow, and passed him by brushing the ground. He stretched his left hand forward with all his strength.
, he had already touched the rock on the top of the slope first.
"I win!" Zhou Botong jumped high on the spot and laughed loudly. Liu Meng shouted "Hey! Hey" a few times, raised his hand and shook it in demonstration, saying: "I hit the top of the slope first, so
I got there first."
He looked down and saw that the opponent's hand was indeed the one that reached out first. Zhou Botong was speechless for a moment, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Little brother, your Qinggong is really good, you can almost match my old naughty boy."
"I won. You have a big beard and you are an old man, so you can't cheat." Liu Meng knew that the old naughty boy Zhou Botong had the same temper as a child. He would cheat when he saw that he lost, so he stopped him with words first.
So as not to stay for a while and not admit it.
Zhou Botong chuckled, came over with a shy face, pulled Liu Meng's sleeve, and said, "Even if you win, I'll give you something good after a while." Then he pulled Liu Meng and sat side by side on the top of the slope, giving him a gentle blow with his shoulder.
He bumped into each other and said in an embarrassed low voice: "When did you paint that painting?" Liu Meng smiled and thought that the topic was coming! Then he said: "It was just painted this morning."
Zhou Botong scratched the ground with his hands a few times, and said coquettishly: "Take it out and show it to me. I didn't see it clearly this morning." Of course. Liu Meng carefully took it out from his arms, but did not let the old naughty boy touch it.
He unfolded it and said, "No, I can only watch it for a short while."
While staring at the painting seriously, Zhou Botong raised his hand to trim his beard. He was so excited that he pulled off several strands. When Liu Meng put away the painting, Zhou Botong's eyes were spinning wildly, apparently thinking of something.
