When Luo Yanyin arrived, Luo Jing was drawing a picture of a fairy in white in the sea of clouds.
Although he didn't have a computer, Luo Jing could only draw on paper, and he didn't have the paintbrushes he had in his previous life, so it was not easy for him to draw.
But after ten days of adaptation, Luo Jing had barely gotten used to it, and his painting skills were pretty good, reaching 80% of the level of his previous life.
Although these paintings cannot be sold for money, the process of turning a blank piece of paper into a beautiful painting from scratch brings a great sense of reward. Luo Jing has always liked this sense of reward.
When Luo Yanyin arrived, Luo Jing's painting was 80% completed, with only some details left to be perfected.
The little girl landed in front of the wooden house and looked at Luo Jing in surprise.
"Can you draw?"
As she spoke, she leaned over to take a look and was slightly shocked: "So beautiful..."
Luo Yanyin was stunned by Luo Jing's painting of a fairy in white at first sight.
The style of this painting was different from the ones she had seen before, but it had an inexplicable beauty to it.
She said with a strange expression: "What style of painting is this? I've never seen it before."
Luo Jing put down his brush and said perfunctorily: "I don't have any school of thought. I just paint randomly."
Luo Jing's painting style is different from the nature of this world, somewhere between realism and cartoon style. And because of the limitation of equipment, it is completely different from the computer painting in the previous life.
It's a hybrid.
Therefore, Luo Yanyin was not surprised by Luo Jing's answer.
She frowned and said, "It doesn't look like he has a teacher. He just painted randomly."
"But you can draw so beautifully even if you just draw randomly. Maybe you have a talent for it?"
Luo Yanyin asked curiously, "When did you start painting? With your talent, you can paint so beautifully even if you just draw randomly. If you become a disciple, you may be able to make a name for yourself in the Central Plains. Why do you have to come to Xiaoyue Peak to be an outer disciple?"
The boundary between the practitioners and the mortal world in this world is not so clear.
The dynasties in the Central Plains could confer titles on mountain gods and land gods, and there were also great men in the temples.
A person with a strong talent for painting, who becomes an apprentice to a famous painter, becomes famous and wealthy in the Central Plains dynasty, will not live worse than the disciples of the magic sect in the mountains.
Luo Yanyin didn't understand Luo Jing's choice.
Luo Jing said calmly: "I have no power, no influence, no money, and I was born in the Western Regions. Even if I go to the Central Plains to become a disciple of a famous master, they may not accept me."
"What this world lacks the most is genius. Even if I do have some talent, so what?"
“There are too many undiscovered geniuses in this world.”
Of course, most importantly, he is a fucking genius.
I just learned painting for a few years and know a few techniques. I was not well-known in the circle of my previous life.
This kind of scribbled painting can only be done by an amateur like Luo Yanyin.
In the eyes of a true master, Luo Jing's paintings are just so-so.
Luo Yanyin's arrival broke the tranquility of the mountains.
With this "senior sister" around, Luo Jing naturally couldn't concentrate on painting.
He put the painting into the wooden house, boiled water from the mountain spring, and made a pot of tea as a treat.
"Please have some, Senior Sister," Luo Jing offered her tea politely, saying, "It's shabby here in the mountains, so I don't have anything good to treat you, Senior Sister."
Luo Yanyin looked at him in surprise and said, "You are well prepared..."
Luo Jing's wooden house is fully equipped with all kinds of daily necessities, even tea.
Obviously Luo Jing was well prepared before going down the mountain.
The little girl asked, "Why do I feel like you're not here to feed the fire fox, but to go for an outing?"
She took a sip of tea and asked, "Or do you plan to live here permanently?"
The little girl hinted.
Luo Jing smiled friendly and said, "In order to accumulate spirit stones to buy magic tools, I have no choice but to live here permanently."
Luo Jing's reason was impeccable. After all, in order to accumulate spirit stones, coming to the mountain to guard was the best choice for many inner disciples.
But Luo Yanyin sneered and said, "You're talking nonsense... Since you want a magic weapon so much, I'll find one for you. You don't need to do anything, just leave here and go back to Xiaoyue Peak. Are you willing?"
"I guarantee it will be better than the magic weapon you exchanged for one hundred spirit stones."
The little girl raised her eyebrows and looked at Luo Jing.
Luo Jing smiled gently and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister, but free things in this world are the most expensive."
"Only when I earn spiritual stones through my own labor and buy magical instruments can I feel at ease."
Luo Jing's answer was still impeccable.
The little girl curled her lips, obviously not believing it.
But she didn't expose Luo Jing. Instead, she sat there and changed the subject: "Aren't you going to paint anymore? That painting is so beautiful, it would be a pity not to finish it."
Luo Jing said: "I can't leave my sister to paint when a distinguished guest comes to visit me..."
The little girl said nonchalantly: "Don't worry about me, just pretend I don't exist."
"I was just bored in the mountains, so I came down to hang out. You can do whatever you need to do."
The little girl looked uninterested and somewhat world-weary.
She sat there lazily, as if she had no interest in anything in this world.
He was clearly a direct disciple of the Demon Sect's Xiaoyue Peak, but he did not accept any followers, nor did he fight for power. Instead, he ran to this remote mountain forest and stared blankly.
At this moment, Luo Jing's fear of the little girl dissipated a little.
He discovered that his previous understanding of Luo Yanyin was wrong.
This little girl, who was not very old, was not as clever and eccentric as she should be at her age. Her reckless and reckless behavior was not the result of a spoiled and naughty temper.
It's about giving up after no one cares about anything anymore.
In short - tanking.
Luo Jing is quite familiar with this kind of bad state.
Seeing that the little girl ignored him, he temporarily let down his guard, took out the paintings in the house and continued coloring.
Luo Jing's painting style is not realistic at all. Even when he was fully equipped in his previous life, he couldn't draw people who looked exactly like real people.
Now with only simple paints and brushes, the fairy in white clothes in the sea of clouds painted has even less to do with Shen Qingxuan, so there is no need to worry about Luo Yanyin noticing anything strange.
The scorching sun slowly moves westward in the sky.
Luo Jing was standing outside the wooden house drawing, while the little girl Luo Yanyin was standing nearby watching.
The two of them didn't speak, only the occasional chirping of birds in the mountains, the quiet and empty place.
The little girl looked for a while, and perhaps she was bored, so she jumped into the forest below and went to play somewhere unknown.
Luo Jing ignored it and continued painting his picture.
At dusk, the little girl carrying a poisonous snake flew back and said to Luo Jing who was packing outside the wooden house.
"I'm leaving."
After saying that, she swung the poisonous snake in her hand like she was playing with a leather rope, and flew into the mountains and returned to Xiaoyue Peak.
She came suddenly and left quietly. Just as she said, she did not disturb Luo Jing's life too much.
But the next morning, the little girl came again.
This time, she followed behind Luo Jing, watching Luo Jing climb up the volcano and take out the sect's magic weapon to refine the earth fire.
"Is this what the fire fox eats? Let me try it."
She took over Luo Jing's sect's magic weapon and refined the flint herself.
Then he followed Luo Jing and took the refined flint to feed the fire foxes in the mountains.
However, because he was not wearing the patrol order, he was attacked by several fire foxes.
Although the flames were extinguished instantly when they fell on her, they did not hurt her.
But the little girl's expression was still not very good.
She glared at the fire foxes gloomily, and then glared at Luo Jing.
That unfriendly look seemed to be about to get angry.
But in the end, she did not get angry, nor did she hurt the fire foxes.
But since then, the little girl ignored the fire fox in the mountains.
He was too lazy to help Luo Jing refine the flint.
Sometimes when he came in the morning, he would just stand aside and watch Luo Jing work, saying a few words from time to time.
But the two of them were not familiar with each other, and even when they chatted, they could not find common topics.
Often after a few awkward chats, they fall silent.
Days like this lasted for many days.
Almost every day, the little girl would come to the mountains. Sometimes she would stay for a whole day, and sometimes she would leave after two or three hours.
Luo Jing began to wonder if this little girl was really bewitched by his "beauty"
But after careful observation, it doesn't look like it.
The little girl who ran to the mountains every day looked more like an idle kid who couldn't find anywhere to go, so she came to Luo Jing for entertainment.
Such a discovery made Luo Jing curious.
As a disciple of a high-ranking person, this "senior sister" Luo Yanyin, wouldn't this be the only place where he can stay...
She is on Xiaoyue Peak. Doesn’t she have any friends