The vast legend

Chapter 44

The old man's eyes lit up, he smiled faintly, gently stroked his extremely long beard with clear-boned fingers, looked at Liu Xinquan with gentle eyes, and said: "Young master's words are exactly what the old man wants to express. Sometimes a Words can awaken dreams, but sometimes they can change lives. And the young master's painting skills are really amazing. If you didn't come to the scene that day, you would have missed a masterpiece of masterpieces. The young master's demeanor is also unmatched by others. The old man has seen a kind of arrogant demeanor in you. Although there will be confusion in front of you, if you persist in perseverance and tenacious beliefs, you will eventually gain stability for the rest of your life."

"It turned out to be you." Liu Xinquan's heart was clear, and suddenly he had a feeling of enlightenment. It turned out that this old man was the old man in light clothes who praised her when she was painting that day. Fengzi, is he really a fortune teller?

"This old man is really unparalleled. The painting of my family's Xinquan that day really appreciates your comments. I also think that painting has a rare artistic conception, but it lacks a little bit of inadequacy." Yan Piaoling raised his arms With round chest, smiling leisurely, I couldn't help but feel joy in my heart. This old man's demeanor is indifferent to the wind, and his conversation has a noble and elegant charm. He is not an ordinary old man at all. No wonder the first sight just now made her feel inexplicably familiar With a strong affinity, as if he can see through the void and say what you want to hear most in your heart.

"Oh? What the girl said is a little lacking, but I can figure out one or two." The old man smoothed his long beard quietly, with a kind brow, and seeing Yan Piaoling looking at him with raised eyebrows, he said lightly: "Since ancient times, good The painting is accompanied by a famous poem. This painting is outstanding, so naturally it must be accompanied by a poem of artistic conception to be considered perfect. But the painting of the young master is peerless, how can we ordinary people write poems at will. It would be a pity if it destroyed the elegance and tranquility. A wonderful painting."

"This old man is right. That's a pity." Yan Piaoling smiled secretly. The old man wanted to write an inscription but didn't say it clearly. , but I didn’t bring it with me. Otherwise, you, old man, can fill in the slightest deficiency in this painting, and it would be really wonderful.”

"That's all right. It's rare for a girl to have such an intention. If there is a chance in the future, the old man will definitely come to visit and inscribe this unique painting." The old man's eyes were bright, and his heart was very happy. The young man in Tsing Yi was clearly a woman disguised as a man. It can be seen at a glance that there is a hint of elegance between the eyebrows and eyes of the woman in black in front of him. Such a beautiful couple is really rare in the world. He admires the painting skills of the cold and arrogant woman, and marvels at the relationship between them. Love, the fate of two people are closely entangled, whether they can get a new life depends on their good fortune.

"So, very good." Yan Piaoling pursed her lips slightly, gently stroked a lock of black hair hanging down her chest, and said with a happy smile: "Then we will take our leave."

The old man nodded lightly, stroked his long beard again, his eyes showed a little deep meaning, "If you stick to your faith, you will never be disadvantaged."

Listening to the old man's words, several people walked forward with their own thoughts. Liu Xinquan's eyebrows jumped, and he glanced at Dong Feng who was still in a daze, then turned around and looked in the direction of the old man. It was empty, and a middle-aged man with a mediocre face walked out from the slope, and sat back on the chair. Liu Xinquan frowned, but turned his head back calmly. That old man is really not a fortune teller!

Jiang Xilou looked at Liu Xinquan's expression, raised his sword eyebrows, and asked lightly: "When did you know how to paint? That old man doesn't look like an ordinary person from the first glance. He can comment on your paintings. It seems that, You are really good at drawing. How did I not know that you still have a talent for painting?"

"It's just an essay." Liu Xinquan glanced at him lightly, pursed her lips and said, "It's just a momentary recollection. It's actually not difficult to paint, and you can do it too."

"Me? Don't try it anymore, I'm still good at studying sword styles." Jiang Xilou narrowed his eyes and smiled, suddenly filled with emotion, and said, shaking his fan: "If you have a chance, let me also see your painting, it must not be a vulgar work. "

"Okay." Liu Xinquan smiled noncommittal, with a hint of tenderness hidden in his eyes.

Yan Piaoling's gaze flicked back and forth between the two of them, suddenly she frowned slightly, and sighed inwardly, this Xilou really likes Xinquan, fortunately he withdrew, otherwise, with such a strong rival in love, she would have to be hurt You must die!

The warm wind is blowing slowly, and noon is approaching.

In front of the door of Yuanlai Inn, a carriage was parked with a huge box on it.

The man driving the car was dressed in green clothes, squinted his eyes and looked around. Seeing that the people coming and going were ordinary people, he got out of the carriage, stepped into the store door, and shouted loudly, "Shop boy! Prepare a room for me, okay?" Wine and food delivered to the room."

The shop waiter rushed out immediately, and replied with a smile: "Please, guest officer, please wait for a while, I will prepare a room for you right away."

"Yeah." The man raised his sword eyebrows, and his figure was quite strong. He glanced around, then turned and walked out. When he came back, he carried a big box on his back. The waiter came over at this time, and was surprised by his posture. After a jump, he smiled and said, "Guest officer, come with me, it's on the second floor."

Looking at the disappearing figure of the man, on a table near the window, a slender hand held up the wine glass, drank it slowly, with a leisurely posture, and said lightly, "Such a big box, that man is so light Back it up, and went up two floors? A Hercules?"

"Don't study other people's boxes. What kind of wine do you drink when you go out?" A cold reprimand came from the side, and the wine glass was snatched away. Filled with tenderness, she said with a light smile: "Xinquan, I haven't had a drink for a long time, this time I only took a small sip, I can't satisfy my craving."

"Satisfy your hunger? Drink this." Liu Xinquan's lips curled slightly, and he pushed the teacup on the table over. His slender fingers played with Yan Piaoling's wine glass, and his thumb lightly stroked the dark red lip marks on the cup. Jiangxi Louzheng looked at her playfully, Liu Xinquan's heart skipped a beat, he put the wine glass on the table calmly, and began to eat.

Yan Piaoling looked at the teacup in front of him dumbfounded, blinked suddenly, felt a little joy in his heart, gently picked up the teacup, raised it to his lips, looked up at the two men opposite, one was drinking leisurely, the other Eating the meal with a disappointed face, Yan Piaoling curled the corners of her lips, took a sip of tea, and licked her lips again, the aroma, the taste, a cup of ordinary tea, in her mouth, turned into a peerless wine !

Liu Xinquan smiled slightly, looking at the teacup that Yan Piaoling put down, the lip prints of the two had already overlapped, just like their lips and teeth, entangled with each other, their breaths merged, neither distinguishing nor distinguishing each other.

Jiangxilou's eyebrows were gloomy, and his heart felt a little lonely. Looking at the two people in front of him, you are thick and I am thick, and the endless lingering affection, his heart became more and more lonely, and he continued to drink the wine in the glass, but his eyes drifted like looking through autumn water Towards the cotton cloud that has been rendered into a hazy yellow, and looking into the distance, he actually has a thought of yearning for freedom.

Dongfeng was very depressed, the old man's words kept lingering in his mind, lingering, there is a marriage, but is it not the third sister?why?No, if there is a chance, he must find that old man again and ask him to understand!

Dusk has passed, and the rays of light have ended.

On the third floor, in the room, there was silence.

Liu Xinquan sat quietly at the table, holding a light-colored handkerchief in his hand, carefully wiping a long sword, the blade was extremely smooth, extremely soft, it was a good soft sword.

There was a knock on the door, Liu Xinquan turned his eyes, retracted the sword to his waist, stood up and opened the door.

"Xinquan, I'm here." With a laugh, Yan Piaoling's peerless face was magnified in front of her eyes at this moment, Liu Xinquan's heart skipped a beat, she quickly took two steps back, stabilized her mind, and asked softly: "What are you doing?" coming?"

"Ah, why such a big reaction? I don't eat people." Yan Piaoling walked in with a smile, closed the door tightly, locked it from the inside, narrowed her eyes, turned around, and looked at Liu Xinquan quietly .

"What's wrong? Looking at me like that?" Liu Xinquan sat on the chair with a calm face, but his heart was not so calm. Piaoling came to her at this time and locked the door. The purpose was so obvious, and he sighed in his heart. Not too often.

"Xinquan, today's cup of tea is delicious." Yan Piaoling gently sat beside Liu Xinquan, her eyes were fixed on her face all the time, she was extremely happy, seeing Liu Xinquan's cheeks with an intoxicating look The blush made her heart itch even more, she immediately stretched out an arm, took her into her arms, and said softly: "It's still early for dinner, can we..."