"I can't guarantee it, so let's take a look at the painting." Huang Engui replied, and spread out the piece of paper in his hand. There was a person's headshot on it, which looked very much like Niu Youdao. I don't know how the Song family came up with it.
Yes, he looked around and said, "It looks like! It's very similar, especially the way the long hair is tied back. It really could be him."
Niu Youdao's hair style was taken care of by Shang Shuqing when he was with Shang Shuqing. After leaving Shang Shuqing, he is actually a very particular person at heart. As long as he has the conditions, his daily habit of washing his hair will basically not change.
Every time I had to take off my bun and wash it, wash it and put it up again, but it was too troublesome, so I went back to the ponytail style.
If he wasn't afraid of appearing too different, he would have cut it short. It would be troublesome to wash his long hair.
"Are you sure?" The shopkeeper was so excited that it was hard not to think about it.
Niu Youdao killed several disciples of the Liuxian Sect and had already developed a grudge against the Liuxian Sect, especially the death of Liu Ziyu, the son of the housekeeper of the Song family. The Liuxian Sect felt a bit guilty for failing to protect Liu Ziyu.
Lu has been taking care of him for a long time, and this time it is said that the head of the Song family cast the net himself. If he can succeed here, it will be a great achievement, and neither the master nor the Song family will treat him badly.
The people in Zhaixing City did not expect to find traces of Niu Youdao here, just because it was something reported from the master's sect, they just followed it as usual, but unexpectedly they got an unexpected surprise.
Huang Engui smiled bitterly and said: "After all, there are some discrepancies between the portrait and the person. Even if my uncle asked me to confirm it, I wouldn't dare to make such a guarantee!"
The shopkeeper was a little anxious, "Then why did you come back? Why don't you keep an eye on it and figure it out? What if someone runs away? You don't want the credit?"
Huang Engui said: "Uncle, don't be anxious. They have settled in Yaoyue Inn. Judging from the situation, they won't leave so soon, so I came back to check the portrait again."
"Yaoyue Inn?" The shopkeeper touched the beard on his chin and said with some doubts: "It is a bit troublesome for people to enter Yaoyue Inn. It is inconvenient to do anything."
After pondering for a while, he seemed to have made a decision. He put down his hand and knocked on the counter, "Go, you can call the next person and go to Yaoyue Inn together. Be sure to verify the other person's identity. Remember, don't alert the snake."
"Understood." Huang Engui nodded, turned around and left quickly.
He went to another intersection in the city and called up another junior fellow student who was squatting on guard. After informing him of the situation, the two of them went straight to Yao Yue Inn.
After entering the inn, Huang Enping placed ten gold coins on the counter. He smiled and said, "Honor, I want a room."
Even if you are not familiar with the people who often come to this city, you have probably met most of them. Seeing that they are disciples of the Liuxian Sect, the shopkeeper said in a slightly warning tone, "You can check in, but don't cause trouble, otherwise you will know the consequences."
It's not that he knows what the other party is going to do, but he knows that Liuxian Sect disciples have their own shops in the city where they can stay, so it's not normal for them to come and stay at an inn.
Huang Enping said with a playful smile: "Shopkeeper, you are joking, how dare we make trouble here. We are going to have guests over there, so we will prepare to settle them here to deal with them later. I have no other intention."
"That's the best." The shopkeeper snorted coldly. After registering, he threw out a house sign.
After the two of them thanked each other politely, the waiter led them to find a room...
In the guest room, Black Mudan didn't know what Niu Youdao was doing, but Niu Youdao asked her to stay for a while.
Yuanfang also didn't know what Niu Youdao was going to do. He saw that Niu Youdao took the charcoal and whittled it into a small pointed stick.
Neither of them knew what he was up to. When they asked, Niu Youdao didn't tell him, but said they would find out later.
After cutting out a few sticks of charcoal, Niu Youdao personally set up a scene in front of the window, then set up a chair, turned around and waved to Black Peony: "Come here, sit down."
Black Peony was at a loss and didn't understand. She followed his instructions and walked to the window and sat down, sitting upright.
Niu Youdao shook his head a little dissatisfied and pointed: "Don't sit so seriously. Sit sideways, yes, and cross your legs. Put your hand on your leg, and put your arm on the back of the chair to support your chin... Don't be so
Be rigid, be more natural, yes, be more natural, yes, be more natural, and put on a smile... Okay! That's it, don't move!" After that, he turned around and went about his own business.
Black Mudan sat there feeling awkward all over, a little confused about whether to laugh or cry: "Master Tao, what are you doing?"
Niu Youdao: "Make money!"
"Making money?" Black Peony was confused again, "Can you make money this way?"
"You will understand later of course." Niu Youdao said this again. He always left some room for words in his mouth, and rarely said anything to death.
He turned around and moved another chair to face Black Peony, and waved to Yuan Fang, "Come here, sit down!"
"Do I want to sit down too?" Yuan Fang looked shocked.
"Let you sit down."
Niu Youdao said something, and Yuanfang had no choice but to sit down reluctantly, and then imitated the posing gesture of Hei Mudan opposite him, crossing his legs and resting his chin.
"..." Niu Youdao was immediately shocked.
"Puff...haha..."
Sitting opposite was an old man who was acting like this. Black Peony couldn't help but hold back her laughter. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore and messed up her posture. She laughed so hard that her branches trembled. She leaned forward and backward, hugged her belly and moaned:
"No, I can't help it anymore. I'm laughing so hard, haha..."
Niu Youdao was speechless and pushed Yuanfang, "Who told you to sit like this? Sit down, lower your head, and arch your back!"
After helping Yuanfang get into a sitting position, he placed a wooden board between Yuanfang's back and the back of the chair, spread paper on the wooden board, and asked Yuanfang to put his hands over his shoulders, hold the wooden board and paper backwards, and carry them on his back.
behind.
"Sit tight as you did just now!" Niu Youdao pointed at Black Peony, who almost stopped laughing.
After Black Peony calmed down her emotions by regulating her breath, she returned to her previous sitting position.
Niu Youdao took the charcoal pencil in his hand and stood behind Yuan Fang. After staring at the black peony opposite for a while, he dropped the charcoal pencil on the paper and began to swipe out lines and start sketching.
Not to mention painting living people, I have also done painting portraits of dead people.
In his previous life, when technology was not so advanced in the early years, portraits of the deceased were painted on porcelain plates by hand.
He is a real player who can play all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Hearing the movement behind him, Yuanfang turned his head to take a closer look.
Bang! Niu Youdao knocked hard on the wooden board, "Sit tight and don't move!"
Yuanfang became obedient, bowing there motionless, only his eyes rolling around.
Niu Youdao held a charcoal pen in front of his eyes from time to time, drawing near and far on the black peony to check the proportions. After he knew what he was doing, he continued to write.
Not long after, the black peony holding her chin and smiling brightly appeared on the paper, gradually taking on its full appearance.
Black Peony's bright eyes blinked from time to time, and she was a little curious about what Niu Youdao was doing. Could it be that he was painting a portrait of himself? There was no use of pen and ink. Could it be that he could draw it with charcoal?
It wasn't until the painting was almost finished that Niu Youdao moved the cardboard off Yuanfang's back, put it on his hand with one arm, and told Yuanfang, "Go! Let the innkeeper bring a jar of wine."
Yuanfang then moved his slightly stiff waist and stood up. When he passed by Niu Youdao, he naturally couldn't help but look at what Niu Youdao was swiping at.
It was okay not to look at it. When I looked at it, my eyes almost popped out. I opened my mouth wide and pointed at the drawing board and then at the black peony, "Master Dao, this...this..."
Niu Youdao said calmly: "Does it look similar?"
"Yeah, yeah!" Yuanfang nodded repeatedly like a fool. He looked at Niu Youdao with a look that was full of admiration. His eyes were so bright that he seemed to understand why Yuan Gang followed this man wholeheartedly. When he found this
This Taoist priest is simply too powerful.
It seemed that he was really painting a portrait of himself. Black Peony sitting there felt itchy and wanted to come over and have a look.
"Why didn't you hear me?" Niu Youdao tilted his head and asked.
"Oh!" Yuanfang hurried away quickly.
"Remember, you don't need to bring it up, let the waiter bring it up by himself, understand?" Niu Youdao, who had his back turned, warned again.
"Yeah, I understand." Yuan Fang opened the door and left.
Not long after, Yuanfang came back and replied, "The man will deliver it right away."
After saying that, I watched how Niu Youdao completed the painting with every stroke, shaking his head from time to time, and exclaiming from time to time.
Black Peony became more and more itchy, with a hint of anger in her bright eyes.
Boom! There was a knock on the door outside, followed by the waiter's voice, "Sir, your wine is here."
Niu Youdao: "Come in!"
The waiter opened the door and walked in. He didn't know what he was doing in the room. He put the wine on the table beside him and said, "Sir, the wine is here for you." After saying that, he left.
Niu Youdao said again: "Wait a minute, the painting is almost finished. Help me take the painting and frame it."
Painting? The boy responded and took a closer look to see what Niu Youdao was painting.
Similar to Yuan Fang's reaction, after understanding it, the waiter opened his eyes and looked dumbfounded. He looked at the black peony opposite, then at the person who appeared on the paper, his face was full of surprise, and then he looked at Niu You, who was concentrating on it.
road…
Niu Youdao quickly finished the painting and wrote in one corner:
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I looked back lazily at the flowers, half of them were destined to practice Taoism, and half were destined to be kings.
In the late spring of the fifth year of the Wuli calendar, I gave you black peonies!
"Haha, okay." Niu Youdao threw the charcoal and cardboard to Yuanfang, waved to Black Peony and said, "Come over and see if the painting looks like it."
Black Peony couldn't bear it for a long time. She had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. She immediately ran over with a face full of novelty. She didn't know what to look at. She was startled when she saw it. She covered her mouth with her hands and stared at it. She had never seen anything like this.
Such a lifelike and vivid painting, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have been able to imagine that it was actually drawn with charcoal.
In the painting, the window is open, the sky is vast and the clouds are floating, and there is a pot of green plants on the windowsill. The graceful woman in the background is leaning on a chair and holding her chin, smiling softly, and even her eyes are alive, which is better than the one looking in the bronze mirror.
All realistic.
Black Peony slowly put down the hand covering her mouth and said in confusion: "Is this me? It was given to me..." His eyes fixed on the end of the poem below, "Gift to Black Peony!"
Niu Youdao shook the painting and handed it to the boy next to him, "Go, frame it and bring it to me. Don't damage it!"
"Okay, okay, no, be careful." The waiter carefully took it in his hand, fearing that it would be damaged. He nodded and backed away, looking at Niu Youdao with a look in his eyes filled with wonder.