MtaurNovel Chapter 276 羬
Chapter 276 羬
There are beautiful paintings hanging on the wall, each of which is beautiful, there are no figure paintings, no still life, all the paintings are landscapes, some are ink splashes, some are fine brushwork, each one is different , are all beautiful.
This kind of beauty is different from the landscape paintings that Xu Xiaobai usually sees, and there is always an indescribable feeling.Xu Xiaobai said in a low voice: "I think it's really beautiful, it's different from the paintings I usually see."
Zhou Qingyan said to Xu Xiaobai: "It's a feeling that this painting is not a painting."
Yes, it is a feeling that this painting is not a painting.What the male god said is right, it is different from the landscape paintings you see in ordinary times, the ancient paintings you see in museums, the photos you see in art books, paintings are paintings, and paintings are also beautiful, but beautiful flat.What is in front of me is not a painting, but mountains and water.
After appreciating these paintings one by one, Xu Xiaobai exclaimed: "If only I could live in these paintings." He carefully stretched out his hand, touched the words hanging on the wall, and his fingers were attracted to it!I just want to touch all the paintings carefully, touch them carefully, not to miss every part.
Zhou Qingyan came over and held his finger: "Let's go upstairs and have a look." The male god took his hand and walked upstairs, making a creaking sound as he stepped on the bamboo ladder.When walking up, the male god asked him: "Do you like those paintings?"
Xu Xiaobai nodded: "I like it, it looks great."
Zhou Qingyan said: "In the past, there are many beautiful paintings. Some are painted on walls, some are painted on stone walls, and some are painted on paper. These paintings also create many stories." It started with a painting. A poor scholar ran into a temple on a rainy night and saw a painting on the wall in the temple. From then on, he entered a new world. He entered the painting , Some of the people who entered the painting stayed in the painting forever, and some could never enter after they came out.
It is said that there is a painting called Concubine Yang’s Night Banquet, which is colorful, with dignified and plump concubines, and delicate and lovely court ladies. The person who collects this painting often tells others that he has been in this painting before, and he is like the person in the painting. The imperial concubine once tasted all kinds of delicacies in the painting, and enjoyed the considerate service of the maid.
Everyone regarded him as a lunatic, how could anyone believe what a lunatic said.How could there really be fairies, noble concubines, and countless gold, silver and jewels in the painting.
Xu Xiaobai listened to the story told by the male god, and the male god turned to look at him when he told it: "It is said that there are immortals hidden in these paintings."
The fairy in the painting will bring people into the world of painting.After telling the story, I just walked upstairs.
Upstairs is the room, with tea set, stove, and cooking utensils. There are snow-white quilts in the house. Everything looks sophisticated and beautiful, as if waiting for the arrival of guests at any time.
Xu Xiaobai felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He touched the clean table with his hand, and picked up the thin white porcelain cup: "The cup is also pretty, and it's very comfortable to touch."
Zhou Qingyan flicked his hand towards the small stove, and flames jumped from the small stove.Zhou Qingyan asked Xu Xiaobai: "Do you want some tea?"
Xu Xiaobai nodded: "Should we go to the mountains to carry water?" There is no water pipe or well here, where to get water, it is not easy to think about living in the mountains.Xu Xiaobai remembered that when he went to play in the mountains, he often saw people who lived on the mountains dig a hole near their homes. The hole was smoothed with cement and there was a lot of water in the hole.Because most people living on the mountain raise sheep, there are a lot of sheep dung and eggs in the pit.Xu Xiaobai always thought that the water in the pit was used to feed the animals, but later he found out that the water in the pit is sometimes used for drinking.
There was no time now to dig a hole, plaster it, and store the rainwater that fell.We can only go to the mountains to carry water, but where is there spring water or river water in this mountain?
Zhou Qingyan shook his head towards Xu Xiaobai: "No need."
He opened the window and stretched out the kettle in his hand.When Xu Xiaobai saw the male god's hand outside, after a short while, it began to rain heavily outside, and the heavy rain came down, washing away the dust on the bamboo building, and Xu Xiaobai saw that the gray bamboo building had changed again It became emerald green.
It's amazing, it was sunny and white clouds just now, and now it's raining, the rain is fierce, and the water bottle in the male god's hand is filled up in a short while, the male god carries the water bottle into the room, and the heavy rain outside immediately stopped!
The heavy rain stopped, and the blue sky and white clouds returned.
It's amazing, as if the weather can be controlled as you like here.Zhou Qingyan put the kettle on the stove, took out the towel on the table and wiped the cup carefully.Xu Xiaobai also stretched out his hand out of the window, sunny, rainy, sunny, the change is really fast, his eyes change back and forth.
Zhou Qingyan opened a bamboo tube, which contained red tea leaves. A pinch of red tea leaves was put into a teacup, and the water in the pot boiled the red tea leaves. The white cup set off the reddish-brown tea, which was also very beautiful.
Xu Xiaobai smelled the fragrance of tea leaves, which also had a strong citrus flavor, which smelled very sweet.Xu Xiaobai said to the male god: "This tea is very fragrant, is it orange tea?"
Zhou Qingyan waved to Xu Xiaobai: "Come and taste it, the tea is not bad."
Xu Xiaobai went over to hold a teacup and sat down face to face with the male god, he heard the male god say: "Do you want to live here?"
Thinking about it, even though he didn't know why he came back here, Xu Xiaobai hurriedly nodded: "Then stay here." Xu Xiaobai stretched out his hand: "Then stay for three days?" Thinking about it felt a bit much, and retracted another finger : "Let's stay for two days."
There are cats and fishes at home, and I have to wait for a letter from the master at home. Winter is coming, and there are still frozen persimmons in the refrigerator, and vines and a large number of demon flowers and grasses are planted in the yard.
Besides, although there is no one in this bamboo building, it is still someone else's home. It's not too bad to live in someone else's home, just leave when you live, just live in a fresh place.
Rainwater that does not fall to the ground is also called rootless water.A long time ago, rootless water was considered a very magical thing. Human beings believed that gods lived in the sky, and rootless water might be the tears or sweat of the gods in the sky.Holding the cup, Xu Xiaobai looked at the reddish-brown tea, thinking maliciously, why didn't the fairy in the sky sneezed or urinated.
Speaking of which, rootless water has been mentioned in many books.Journey to the West says that the water in Hanoi in the well and the water in the morning dew all have roots, and the water that falls from the sky and does not touch the ground is rootless water.In Dream of Red Mansions, it is also said that rootless water is used to make fragrant pills. In the Romance of the Gods, it is mentioned many times that rootless water should be used for antidote or elixir.Thinking about it now, I don’t know if they would dare to drink a cup of rootless water from the sky and bring it to them. You must know that the rootless water in our sky contains a lot of dust, carbon dioxide, and sulfide.
Xu Xiaobai looked at the tea in the cup and didn’t want to drink it anymore. From the window, the scenery outside is really beautiful, bamboo fence, bamboo house, bamboo gate, it’s winter now, the top of the mountain is covered with white snow, it’s extremely beautiful .Living here, you can listen to the rain in summer, watch the snow in winter, enjoy flowers in spring and leaves in autumn.
Life on the mountain is beautiful like a painting.
Zhou Qingyan took a sip of tea: "I'll tell another story." Sitting here with a teacup warming his hands and listening to the male god tell a story, it's also very good. Xu Xiaobai said: "Then tell it. Food, I’m a little hungry, I haven’t eaten since I got up early in the morning, we just came here, fortunately we still carry our bags, otherwise how would we spend these two days.”
Zhou Qingyan took off his backpack, and took out a box of halva made by Xu Xiaobai from it.The halva is sweet and soft, and it tastes good when paired with reddish-brown tea with a citrus flavor.
Xu Xiaobai was drinking tea and eating sweet halva.
Zhou Qingyan tapped his fingers on the table: "Once upon a time there was a scholar who was playing with two of his friends on the mountain. He dreamed that he had turned into a tiger in his sleep. He came down from the mountain and passed by his door. Two piglets, they ate the two piglets, and after waking up, they were complacent, thinking that they had been favored by a fairy, experienced the feeling of being a tiger, and showed off the little piglets to their friends How delicious it tastes."
Xu Xiaobai took a sip of the halva, the halva was very sweet, not crispy enough, after eating the halva, he drank another sip of tea, the tea water diluted the sweetness, softened the halva that was not crispy enough, and it also had a special flavor.
Xu Xiaobai picked up a little crispy candy from the box and brought it to Zhou Qingyan's lips. Zhou Qingyan took his hand and licked it lightly, and licked Xu Xiaobai's fingertips by the way. Like a fire, a little pain, a little pain, and a little heat.
Xu Xiaobai, who was licking, wanted to retract his fingertips again, and lick again by himself, as if his own licking could reduce the pain, pain, and heat in his hands.
Zhou Qingyan said, "It's delicious."
What a shame!Xu Xiaobai was screaming in his heart, he was so ashamed, why did he feel more ashamed than kissing.Especially the male god's saying "delicious", it's really evil. Does it mean that my fingertips are delicious or that crisp candy is delicious?
Crisp candy is unsuccessful, it must be bad, so are you saying that your nails are delicious? Xu Xiaobai's face was red, but he didn't think so. His head was full of random thoughts, and the steam that came out was almost Steamed my own.
As the male god's story continued, Xu Xiaobai's head was filled with messy things, so he half went in and half went out, and he didn't know what the male god was talking about.
Zhou Qingyan said: "When the scholar went down the mountain after playing enough, he returned to his home and found that the house was covered with white flags, and someone in the family had died. The scholar remembered that his old parents were all strong. Could it be that they died suddenly due to a serious illness? He hurried home and found his parents were there. He couldn't help but be surprised. His wife rushed over, knelt down in front of him and cried bitterly, saying that the two children at home were playing at the door and suddenly came down from the mountain. A vicious tiger, the vicious tiger ate his two sons, the scholar was covered in cold sweat, remembering that he saw two piglets at the door of his house, swallowed them alive, the scholar touched his belly, and then cried bitterly. "
Xu Xiaobai listened with one ear and listened with the other, he was confused and asked casually: "So?"
Zhou Qingyan continued with a cup of tea: "So this is the same reason that the demon sword killed Chi You."