Chapter 135 (1/2)
Qin Yi almost didn't choke to death.
He wanted to make Jingze portrait because he could only feel some soul in the portrait of the woman, but this feeling was very empty, just a little bit of insidious feeling. He can't decide whether it's ”enchanting the soul” or ”protecting the soul”, or is it just that he has put his soul into painting? This is the opposite concept.
The tassel did not speak, Qin Yi did not know what it was thinking, and he did not want to rely on tassels for everything. He also planned to make some judgments on his own.
So he let Jingze paint himself, which can feel very clear.
As a result, the goods did not earn 300 Liang.
Qin Yi's eyes turned and saw some peach blossom petals falling on Jingze. He secretly bent his finger and shot it.
Petals quietly turned into a pink gauze, draped on Jingze.
Jingze bounced up like an electric shock and threw off the gossamer. He was very angry and funny: ”you are a man of real morality. How can you still be so childish?”
Qin Yi said with a smile, ”what's childish?”
Jingze sat back again: ”let me wear women's clothes, I can't draw you, what's the use?”
”So you can only draw women?” Qin yirao asked with interest, ”or would you just like to paint women?”
Jingze said: ”what the painter paints is the beauty of the world. Only the beautiful things are worth pouring into the soul to leave a mark. What is the beauty of a man to paint?”
”You deserve that you didn't make progress in painting. It turned out to be salty and wet.” ”Isn't the masculine beauty of men beautiful?” Qin Yi despised
Jingze does not speak.
Qin Yi also said, ”the small bridge is beautiful, but the East River is not beautiful?”
Jingze sighed: ”is it not good to sleep with your masculine beauty?”
”My special...” Qin Yi felt out the wolf tooth stick.
Jingze hid for a while.
Qin Yi said, ”do you want to taste this masculine meaning, is it beautiful?”
Jingze helplessly said: ”the guest is an interesting person. The peach blossom in the mountain temple is a splendid scene in the world. Why don't you enjoy it and pester me with a poor painter
When he said this, he looked at the gate of the temple, where many women were entering the temple to worship Buddha, Yingying Yanyan and hiring Tingting.
Qin Yi followed his eyes and looked thoughtfully.
Mountain temple, peach blossom.
I'm afraid he meant something else.
”All right.” Qin Yi patted him on the shoulder: ”I'll come to see you when I go to enjoy it.”
Jingze watched Qin Yi enter the temple and slowly lowered his head to draw his female figure.
Passing by an old man, he said in a low voice, ”I want you to draw the man just now, with the spirit pen.”
Jingze's brush stopped and left a big stain on the painting. He did not turn his head, slowly said: ”I did not join the Vientiane forest, who is my envoy?”
”I'm so kind to you that you won't even do this little favor? This man is not your one
Jingze is silent for a long time, just low voice way: ”I want to see him to do first, ability decides.”
”Pedantic!” The old man said angrily, ”how can you be such a pedantic person in the immortal palace?”
”So I'm not accepted by the fairyland palace. I'm just a poor painter who doesn't even enter the threshold of cultivation. ”
When Qin Yi entered the gate of the temple, he saw a golden Buddha several feet high. He grinned and held out his big belly. Around him, he was devoutly kowtowing.
Qin Yi also saw that the Buddha worshipped him. He felt it secretly for a while, but he didn't find anything unusual.
The Buddhist temple is very big, obviously this main hall has no problem. Qin Yi, just like ordinary tourists, walked in behind the people and bowed to their pleasure.