Soul Painter

　　Wang Banxian, formerly known as Wang Shiluo, is known as medicine, divination, star, and physiognomy, all specializing in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. His Chinese painting skills are inherited by his great and great grandfather Wang Ximeng.

　　 You dare to make up.

　　 Gao Fan stared at Wang Shiluo's incessant mouth, and was amazed in his heart.

　　 Wang Ximeng is a legendary genius in the history of traditional Chinese painting. At the age of eighteen, he drew "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", one of the top ten famous paintings.

　　 Then, he disappeared. In the history of the past, he did not hear his whereabouts. The legend is that he saw the corruption of the Song Dynasty political system, internal and external troubles, and simply fell into the world in the painting.

"it is true."

　　 Wang Shiluo said to Gao Fan in a shabby and small rental house.

　　 The rental house is located in an urban village building far northeast of West Lake in Hangzhou. A room barely fits a bed, a table, and two small benches.

　　 A 60-watt light bulb hung down, mosquitoes humming around, Wang Shiluo Wang Banxian wearing a hurdle vest, while shaking a fan, he popularized the second half of his life with Gao Fan, the genius of Song Chinese painting Wang Ximeng.

　　 There was wine and peanuts on the table, Wang Shiluo and Gao Fan drank the peanuts and drank a few peanuts, blowing them out without a trace.

"My great-grandfather of Meng Xi created the'Dream Reality' painting school, which will be passed on from generation to generation, and then passed on to great-grandchildren. The most important feature of our painting school is that the paintings are made true. , Can become real.

　　 It’s just going forward, somehow, this technique is gone. It’s really frustrating. Otherwise, draw a few boxes of gold to give to the little friend, and save the little friend from being down. "Wang Banxian said with a sip of wine and peanuts.

　　 "Daxian, you are so downhearted, and you still think of me, it's interesting~" Gao Fan was raised up by Wang Shiluo, and said:

"I studied oil painting. Some time ago, I met an oil painter who had lived for more than a hundred years. He was quite remarkable. I have been painting in a bottomless abyss all my life. There is still a gap between your great grandfather Ximeng, that is really a genius!"

　　 "Have foresight! Have knowledge! Brother, you will definitely be a master of sectarianism in the future!"

　　 "Of course! Brother Wang, you are also great! Your ancestors are so great, "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is number one in the past and now, you can't be far behind!"

　　 ""A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", that's a treasure from my family. It's a pity that it's in the Forbidden City, otherwise I will show it to you! That one can't be sold for 100 million?"

　　 "It's okay, I'll drive you tomorrow and go to the Forbidden City to get a picture!"

　　咚咚咚!

　　 The two people quarreled too much, the board of the rental room was poor, and there was a sharp female voice next door, from the landlord, yelling:

"I can’t sleep at night? How many peanuts are drunk like this? Where can I get a hundred million yuan, I dreamed of it! If I have money, I will pay the rent! Tell you, Wang Banxian, I will block your door early tomorrow morning. Money, crawl out from under the crotch of the old lady without giving money!"

　　 Shh~

　　Wang Banxian immediately made a silent gesture, and whispered: "Tigress, you can't be offended."

Hey~ Gao Fan blushed, obviously drinking a little too much. Using the 60-watt lamp, counting the peanuts in the plate, one, two, three, four... He said, "There are six more~ "

　　 But people didn’t really ask you how many peanuts there are... God, who was on the wine table next to him, made a helpless cry.

　　……

the next day.

　　 The sky is bright.

　　 Gao Fan woke up from a splitting headache.

　　 Thinking of the wine I drank last night, it said something like "Liuliangye". It must not be true. If it is not poisoned, it will be hard to tell.

　　Meow~

　　 God was awake a long time ago. Seeing that Gao Fan was also awake, he took his paw off the table. There was a large tea jar with water on it. Gao Fan was so thirsty that he picked up the tea jar and took a few sips.

　　 Iced herbal tea underwater, Gao Fan was quite sober. Looking around, there was no trace of Wang Banxian, but there was a note next to the big tea tank.

　　 took a look:

"My brother Gao Fan, it was the pleasure of my life to drank Dadan last night, but the good nights are short, and there are always banquets in the world. For my brother, there are other important things. When the virtuous brother saw the letter, he had already rushed to another country. Long, you and I will meet again in the future, don't worry about it.

　　 In addition, there is a volume of "A Thousand Miles Hungry Picture" made by my family ancestor. I talked about filling up the housing funds. Please explain to the landlord. Thank you. Wang Shiluo. "

Ok……?

　　 Gao Fan rubbed his forehead for a while, only to realize that this king is half immortal, is he gone?

　　 As for the ‘thousand-mile starvation picture’, ‘chat to recharge the house’, and ‘explain to the landlord’...

　　 Gao Fan suddenly remembered, when he was drinking last night, what did that squeaky voice say he blocked the door to collect rent today, and crawled under his crotch without paying...?

Hey?

　　 Gao Fan was wondering if he had been subjected to some fairy jumping trick, but it was really unheard of to use an old man as a bait for the fairy jumping.

　　 Suddenly, bang bang bang!

　　 Three loud knocks on the door.

　　 Gao Fan only felt that the beams on this small rental house had been shaken down by three layers of dust.

　　Opening the door, Gao Fan looked at him as if there was a heavy tank standing in front of him.

　　 This rental door is not small, but it is firmly blocked by it. It is indeed blocking the door and asking for money, there is nowhere to escape.

　　Meow~ God sighed to Gao Fan.

　　……

　　 Gao Fan paid half a year's rent for Wang Banxian, not much, 6,000 yuan.

　　 took out all of Gao Fan's savings.

　　 Gao Fan chuckled as he transferred the money to the landlord, happy that the landlord thought whether there was a problem with his brain~www.novelmt.com~ and he was so happy that he was cheated.

　　 Yes, Gao Fan is really happy.

　　Wang Shiluo, Wang Banxian, this old man is simply a weird thing in the world. If you don't have money to pay the rent, you can run away. You have to trick another victim to come back to pay for him. What is the brain circuit of this virtuous brother?

　　 The image of the figure represented by the brain circuit is ready to be painted. Gao Fan decided to catch Wang Banxian next time, and he must be a model for himself for six hours in order to compensate for the loss, and let Gao Fan paint this shameless image well.

　　 Waiting for Gao Fan to hold the "Thousand Miles Hungry Picture" that he bought for six thousand yuan, and returned to his SUV parked by the West Lake. He was surprised again and the car was ticketed.

　　 got in the car and unfolded this picture of "A Thousand Miles of Hungry".

　　 Hmm, the painting is sloppy.

　　 "A Thousand Miles Hungry Picture" in Wang Ximeng's legend, and "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is a sister chapter.

　　 In the story, after Wang Ximeng received the appreciation of Song Huizong with the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", he saw that the government was corrupt and the people were not living, so he made the "A Thousand Miles Hungry Picture" to present Song Huizong, hoping that Song Huizong would be sympathetic to the people.

　　In the end, he was convicted and sent to prison. In prison, Wang Ximeng jumped into the painting and walked into dreams, and he passed away one after another.

　　 Although Gao Fan doesn't understand Chinese painting, he can see that the painting is sparse.

　　 is obviously a fake or imitation.

　　 is also right, if there really is Wang Ximeng's authentic works, why would Wang Banxian fall into the world and deceive others for a living?

　　 Gao Fan threw the painting to the back seat, feeling that he was not awake from the hangover, so he thought of making a bowl of goat milk powder for God first, and then taking a rest in the back seat of the car.

　　Wait for all of this work to be completed, and then look at the God on the back seat, only to find that God is using his claws to button the painting, and the painting that was broken by God seems to be a surface, and there is another layer in it.

Huh?