Chapter 126 Drawing

"I can't guarantee it, so I'll take a look at Huaying again." Huang Engui said back, and spread out the paper in his hand. On it was a person's head, which looked like Niu Youdao. I don't know how the Song family made it. He stared left and right, "Like! It's nine points similar, especially the style of long hair tied behind, it may really be him."

Niu Youdao's hairstyle was taken care of by Shang Shuqing when he was with Shang Shuqing. After leaving Shang Shuqing, he is actually a particular person in his bones. As long as he has the conditions, his habit of washing his hair every day will basically not change. Every time he removes his bun and washes it, it is troublesome, so he returns to the ponytail style.

If it wasn't for fear of looking too different, he would have cut it short, and it would be troublesome to wash his long hair.

"Are you sure?" The shopkeeper became energetic, and it was difficult not to think about it.

Niu Youdao had killed several disciples of Liuxianzong, and had already formed an enmity with Liuxianzong, especially the death of Liu Ziyu, the son of the housekeeper of the Song family. Liuxianzong was a little ashamed of his long-term care for Liu Lu for failing to protect Liu Ziyu. But this time, it is said that the Patriarch of the Song family personally cast the net. If he can succeed here, it must be a great credit.

The Star Picking City didn't expect to find Niu Youdao's traces here, because it was a matter from the teacher's door, and it was carried out as usual, but unexpectedly came a surprise.

Huang Engui smiled wryly and said, "After all, there are some differences between the portrait and the person. If my uncle asks me to confirm it, I dare not make such a guarantee!"

The shopkeeper was a little anxious, "Then why are you running back? Why don't you keep an eye on it? What if someone runs away? You don't want this credit?"

Huang Engui said: "Uncle, don't worry, I have settled in the Yueyue Inn, and I don't think I will leave so soon, so I came back and looked at the portrait to confirm."

"Yueyue Inn?" The shopkeeper touched the beard on his chin, and said with some doubts: "It's a bit troublesome for people to enter the Yaoyue Inn, so it's inconvenient to do it."

After pondering for a while, he seemed to have made a decision, put down his hand and knocked on the counter, "Go, call another one and go to the Yueyue Inn together. Be sure to verify the identity of the other party. Remember, don't startle the snake."

"Understood." Huang Engui nodded, turned and left quickly.

He went to another intersection in the city and called up another junior fellow who was squatting on guard. After the situation was informed, the two went straight to Yaoyue Inn hand in hand.

After entering the inn, ten gold coins were placed on the counter, Huang Enping smiled and said: "The shopkeeper, I want a room."

People who often come to this city, even if they are not familiar with it, most of them have seen it before. Seeing that they are disciples of Liuxianzong, the shopkeeper showed a slightly warning tone, "You can stay here, but don't make trouble, otherwise you will know the consequences."

It's not that they know what the other party is going to do, but they know that the disciples of Liuxianzong have their own shops in the city to stay, so it's not normal to come to live in an inn.

Huang Enping said with a playful smile: "Shopkeeper, you're joking, we don't dare to make trouble here. We have guests over there, and we plan to settle here to deal with it later, there is no other meaning."

"It's better." The shopkeeper snorted coldly, and after registering, he threw out a house card.

After the two of them bowed their hands and politely thanked each other, the staff led them to find a room...

In the guest room, Hei Mudan didn't know what Niu Youdao was doing, so Niu Youdao asked her to stay for a while.

Yuan Fang also didn't know what Niu Youdao was going to do, but Niu Youdao took the charcoal and whittled it into a sharp stick.

Both of them didn't know what the hell he was doing, and Niu Youdao didn't say anything when they asked, but said that they would find out later.

After cutting out a few sticks of charcoal, Niu Youdao set up a scene in front of the window himself, and after setting up a chair, he turned around and waved to Hei Mudan: "Come here, sit down."

Hei Mudan was puzzled, walked to the window and sat down according to his instructions, sitting upright.

Niu Youdao shook his head a little dissatisfied, and pointed out: "Don't sit so solemnly, sit sideways, yes, and cross your legs again. Put that hand on your leg, and that arm on the back of the chair to rest your chin... Don't be so rigid, be natural, yes, be more natural, yes, and smile...Okay! That's it, don't move!" After saying that, he turned and went to do his own business.

Sitting there, Hei Mudan felt awkward, a little bit dumbfounded and said: "Master Dao, what are you doing?"

Niu Youdao: "Make money!"

"Make money?" Black Peony was at a loss again, "Can you make money like this?"

"You will understand later." Niu Youdao said this again, he always left three points in his mouth for anything, and rarely said it deadly.

He turned around and moved a chair to face Hei Mudan, and waved to Yuanfang, "Come here, sit down!"

"I want to sit too?" Yuan Fang looked shocked.

"Let you sit down."

Niu Youdao uttered a word, and Yuan Fang had to sit down reluctantly, and then imitated the way Hei Mudan was scratching his head and posing, and put his chin on Erlang's legs.

"..." Niu Youdao was astonished.

"Puff...haha..."

On the opposite side was an old man who was acting like this. Hei Mudan couldn't help holding back her laughter, and finally couldn't help it anymore. She messed up her posture, laughed so hard that she leaned forward and backward, hugged her stomach and said, "No, I can't help it anymore. I laughed so hard, haha..."

Niu Youdao was speechless, and pushed Yuan Fang, "Who told you to sit like this? Sit down, bow your head, and arch your back!"

After helping Yuanfang to sit in a good sitting position, a wooden board was placed between Yuanfang's back and the back of the chair, and paper was spread on the wooden board, so Yuan Fang put his hands over his shoulders, held the board and paper backwards, and carried it behind his back.

"Sit down for the action just now!" Niu Youdao pointed to Hei Mudan who almost lost his breath from laughing.

After Black Peony adjusted her breath to calm her emotions, she returned to her previous sitting position.

Niu Youdao took the charcoal pencil in his hand, stood behind Yuanfang, stared at the opposite black peony for a while, then dropped the charcoal pencil on the paper, began to swipe out lines, and started sketching.

Not to mention painting living people, I have done everything to paint portraits of dead people.

In his previous life, when technology was not so advanced in the early years, the portraits of the dead were all drawn by hand on porcelain plates.

He is the real piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, who can play everything.

Hearing the movement behind him, Yuanfang turned his head to see what happened.

boom! Niu Youdao rapped heavily on the wooden board, "Sit down and don't move around!"

Yuan Fang was honest, bowed there motionless, only his eyes rolled around.

From time to time, Niu Youdao held a horizontal charcoal pen in front of his eyes, and checked the proportions of the black peony by gesturing far and near, and continued to write after knowing it well.

Not long after, the smiling black peony with her chin resting on her shoulders has come to life on the paper, gradually showing the whole picture.

Black Peony's bright eyes blinked from time to time, and she was also a little curious about what Niu Youdao was doing. Could it be that he was making a portrait of himself? I don't see using pen and ink. Could it be possible to draw with charcoal?

It wasn't until the painting was almost finished that Niu Youdao removed the cardboard on Yuanfang's back, put one arm on his hand, and told Yuanfang, "Go! Let the innkeeper bring up the jar of wine."

Only then did Yuan Fang move his slightly stiff waist and stood up. When he passed by Niu Youdao, he couldn't help but want to see what Niu Youdao was slapping.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at it, your eyeballs almost pop out, you open your mouth wide, pointing at the drawing board, then pointing at the black peony, "Master Dao, this... this..."

Niu Youdao said calmly, "Does it look like it?"

"Yeah!" Yuan Fang nodded repeatedly like a fool, and looked at Niu Youdao with a look of admiration, his eyes were shining, and he seemed to understand why Yuan Gang would follow this man with all his heart, and found that this Taoist master was simply too powerful.

It seemed that he was really drawing a portrait of himself, and the black peony sitting there was very itchy, and wanted to come and have a look.

"Why didn't you hear me?" Niu Youdao asked with his head tilted.

"Oh!" Yuan Fang hurried away.

"Remember, you don't need to bring it up, let the guy deliver it yourself, understand?" Niu Youdao, whose back was turned, urged again.

"Yes, I understand." Yuan Fang opened the door and left.

Not long after, Yuanfang came back and replied, "The guy will deliver it right away."

After finishing speaking, he watched how Niu Youdao made the painting meticulously, shaking his head from time to time, and sighing in amazement from time to time.

Black Peony's heart was itching more and more, and there was a hint of hatred in her bright eyes.

Boom! There was a knock on the door, followed by a man's voice, "Guest officer, your wine is here."

Niu Youdao: "Come in!"

The clerk opened the door and entered, not knowing what was going on in the room. The wine was put on the table beside him, "Guest officer, here is the wine for you." After speaking, he was about to leave.

Niu Youdao said again: "Wait, the painting is almost finished, help me get the painting to be framed."

draw? The man responded, and took a closer look, wanting to see what Niu Youdao was drawing.

Similar to Yuanfang's reaction, after seeing it clearly, the clerk opened his eyes and looked dumbfounded. He looked at the opposite Hei Mudan, and then at the person jumping on the paper.

Niu Youdao finished drawing quickly, and inscribed in one corner:

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking. Take Hua Cong to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king.

At the end of the spring of the 523rd year of the Wu calendar, black peonies are presented!

"Hehe, it's done." Niu Youdao threw the charcoal pencil and cardboard to Yuan Fang, and waved to Hei Mudan: "Come and see if the painting looks like it."

Hei Mudan couldn't bear it long ago, she had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and immediately ran over with a face full of novelty, she didn't know if she didn't look at it, she was startled when she saw it, covered her mouth with her hands, stared blankly, she had never seen such a lifelike and vivid painting, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would not have imagined that it was actually drawn with charcoal.

In the painting, the window is open, the sky is full of clouds, and there is a pot of green plants on the window sill. The woman in the background is leaning gracefully on the chair and holding her chin, smiling softly, and even her eyes are alive, more realistic than the one in the bronze mirror.

Hei Mudan slowly put down the hand covering her mouth and said in a daze: "Is this me? It was given to me..." His gaze was fixed on the end of the poem below, and Hei Mudan was given to him!

Niu Youdao shook the painting, and handed it to the guy next to him, "Go, frame it and send it to me, don't damage it!"

"Okay, okay, no, be careful." The man took it carefully, as if he was afraid of breaking it, he nodded and bowed back and left, looking at Niu Youdao with a sense of wonder in his eyes.