Gu Bai stared at the window, staring at the thick lead-grey rain cloud, and waited for a long while before the next lightning bolt.
Not only did the lightning not come, but they also gradually moved away from that gloomy and dark sky.
The sea of clouds turned into a pure and soft white, sticking to the window and looking over there, you can only see a large piece of tumbling lead black there. From a distance, the rain curtain under the rain cloud is like a thick fog. shrouded earth.
Gu Bai retracted his gaze, rubbed his face, and when he looked down at the drawing paper in his hand, he found that the drawing paper had been crumpled by him.
Gu Bai hissed lightly, feeling that it was a waste, then put the large drawing paper aside, and took out the smaller sketchbook from his carry-on bag.
Gu Bai was used to drawing things directly on standard drawing paper. A sketchbook was a book no matter what, and the pages were always blocked by his hand and pen, which was very uncomfortable.
But it is not suitable to use drawing paper to draw on a plane, even if the plane flies very smoothly.
Gu Bai opened the loose-leaf sketchbook, took out a few more pencils, and quickly drew the picture he just saw.
Sketching is a very important basic painting course. It trains the painter's observation ability and the ability to generalize the picture, so that the painter can quickly grasp the key points of the picture and draw.
In the Academy of Fine Arts, we often see students who start framing and sketching while sitting on their backs with drawing boards and small stools. Because most of the framing of streetscape sketches have characters, and the characters are usually interactive, the painter can get the story of the picture from it. Expressive skills.
Except for still life paintings and a small number of portraits, most of the successful and famous paintings can clearly read the story from their pictures, rather than a dry painting.
Even a layman can feel a little bit of meaning in such paintings, and those portraits and still life paintings are generally used to show off or practice.
Gu Bai used to go to the pedestrian street in downtown S to set up a small stall. When there was no business, he would draw street scene sketches. Coupled with the homework practice in school, he actually had quite a lot of opportunities to draw sketches.
Zhai Liangjun was wearing a blindfold and fell asleep beside him, while Si Yiming was flipping through an original book that Gu Bai couldn't understand and didn't know any language.
When Si Yiming put the bookmark in the page and looked up, what he saw was Gu Bai, who was sitting opposite him, turned on the reading light, lowered his head and drew seriously.
The baby-faced little monster looked down and his head was lowered, and the hair on his head was a little long now, and as he lowered his head, a few twists appeared on the top of his hair.
Even though there was a napkin under Gu Bai's hand, it was still stained with lead ashes, and it looked a little dirty, but his serious look was extraordinarily soft.
He didn't forget to practice on the way, Si Yiming couldn't help but want to praise him.
Monsters are rarely so diligent, not because they are lazy, but because their lifespans are always very long, even the same as that of heaven and earth.
What humans must do with all their might, can be done slowly for youkai.
This is probably why monsters are always lifeless as salted fish, and human beings can always produce some amazing and brilliant ghosts that will go down in history.
Roughly because of being driven by time, humans have always been able to do those amazing things.
And the monsters left over by time and will not grow old because of the passage of time gradually settle down and no longer have that kind of enthusiasm.
Si Yiming quite liked this kind of enthusiasm, and the long absence made him feel a little eager.
Si Yiming's eyes lingered on the little tugs on top of Gu Bai's head, watching those dangling dangling with Gu Bai's movements, he couldn't control his hand and wanted to press it down.
Si Yiming glanced at the picture where Gu Bai was casting shadows, and was slightly startled when he saw the dragon. He looked out the window at the dark clouds that had been left behind by them, and realized that it was probably the dragon who was passing by and was seen.
He withdrew his gaze, propped up his face and watched Gu Bai paint.
Si Yiming can also draw, but he is inherently limited and cannot draw spiritual paintings.
Spirit painting is quite demanding. First of all, it requires the artist to have a pure and pure aura. This alone will directly exclude all those monsters who have cultivated into spirits.
Of course, divine beasts like Si Yiming with their own fighting attributes were also eliminated directly. Even auspicious beasts such as unicorns, because of their natural responsibility to identify emperors and wise men, were turned over in the innate. car.
In the past, only serious immortals could paint, and so could Bai Ze, but after Bai Ze painted "Bai Ze Tu" in his early years, he never painted spiritual paintings again.
According to his own words, it is because he will be squeezed into dryness if he paints again.
Back then, Bai Ze went out for a walk and ran into the Yellow Emperor. After painting the ghost pictures for the Yellow Emperor, his vitality was indeed seriously injured. The whole beast was lying on the corpse for thousands of years, only to recover hundreds of years ago.
In the final analysis, it is still a question of nature. Bai Zezheng's talent is not painting, but gossip. If there is anything you don't know, he will run to ask him. There is basically nothing that he can't answer.
Even Bai Ze's paintings would overturn, and now that all the immortals have fallen, it especially shows that Gu Bai's existence is quite precious.
After waiting for thousands of years, Gu Bai grew up and painted a scroll of mountains and rivers. Wouldn't it be beautiful to put all those alien beasts and monsters who didn't obey discipline into the mirage of mountains and rivers.
In this way, they only need to quell the evil spirits, and they don't have to catch those alien beasts and monsters who take the opportunity to get away.
While Si Yiming was planning the future, Gu Bai had already sketched it.
He looked at the painting and felt that if he went back and refined it, he might be able to sell it for a good price.
Gu Bai packed up the pen, wetted the paper with water from the cup, wiped his hands vigorously, carefully put away the trash and notebook, then glanced at the time again, and finally looked up at the other two people in the cabin.
Mr. Zhai still slept very sweetly, and it seemed that he was really tired recently.
Gu Bai turned his head to look at Si Yiming, but directly bumped into Si Yiming's staring at him.
Gu Bai was stunned for a while, and considering Zhai Liangjun who was still sleeping, he whispered, "Mr. Si?"
Si Yiming nodded and glanced at the part of Gu Bai's head that fell, but there was still a strong tug on his head. After thinking about it, he stood up, pressed them back, and snorted Gu Bai twice. hair.
Gu Bai is used to Si Yiming's behavior of rubbing his head from time to time. Si Yiming's palm is quite large, dry and warm, and when his head is gently rubbed twice, Gu Bai still feels quite comfortable.
He raised his hand and touched the top of his hair: "What's wrong? Is there something?"
"No." Si Yiming retracted his hand, lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, feeling that Gu Bai's hair felt better and better.
Mr. Si kept calm, sat back again, and opened the small refrigerator next to him, diverting Gu Bai's attention: "What do you want to eat?"
As expected, Gu Bai's attention was immediately skewed. He turned his head and glanced at the contents in the refrigerator, and found that it was all desserts and drinks.
He touched his belly, which has always been very hungry recently, and finally took two small cakes and a bottle of milk.
City S is not too far from the Daxing'an Mountains. In addition, the nearest airport in City S is almost shut down and the airway is vacant, so there is no need to bypass the airway of other passenger planes. It almost flew in a straight line and landed smoothly. .
The weather in City S has been cold recently, and Gu Bai has already put on a big coat, but after he landed here, even if it didn't rain, it didn't get warm.
Mr. Zhai was woken up when he just landed. Gu Bai watched him drag his coat, sunglasses and mask out of the suitcase, and found that his fully armed appearance still couldn't hide Mr. Zhai's handsomeness.
It is said that every time Mr. Zhai enters or leaves the airport due to work, the probability of being recognized by fans is 100%.
According to those fans who recognize Mr. Zhai, even if Mr. Zhai doesn't show a hair, they can still be identified by his walking posture and behavior.
It can be said to be very perverted.
Given that his fans' ability to search for cooking is so perverted, even if they get off the plane and have a car directly today, Mr. Zhai doesn't dare to be careless at all.
After all, if he was found, it would be a big riot.
Fortunately, when they got off the plane, there were no other passenger planes around, and there was no chance for others to see Mr. Zhai, who was fully armed. Today, Mr. Zhai was probably blessed by a divine beast, and he was quite safe all the way off the plane.
Si Yiming made a phone call, and not long after, an airport staff brought them the car keys and informed them of the parking area.
Si Yiming turned around and handed the car keys to Zhai Liangjun.
It is obviously impossible for him to have a dignified Pixiu as a driver for the vixen.
The class hierarchy among the monsters is quite obvious. Gu Bai didn't notice that something was wrong, but Mr. Zhai was used to it. He took the car keys and sat in the driver's seat.
Gu Bai carried his suitcase into the trunk, and took a look around the dry food, water, and other supplies prepared in the trunk, and found that the ones prepared by Mr. Si's friends were all prepared by Mr. Si's friend when he went to X province last time. almost.
Gu Bai opened his suitcase, hugged the DSLR he brought, and happily got into the back seat.
It's true that he came out this time mainly to find his father, but it's also excellent to collect folks by the way.
It is said that it will snow in some time, and the scenery in the mountains will become very beautiful.
Due to well-known safety issues, the scenic spot will begin to limit the number of tourists entering and leaving after the National Day. Once the temperature drops below the safety line, the mountain will be closed immediately.
When the snow falls, the world will be covered in silver, and there will be no one in the mountains, which will present the most primitive and beautiful picture.
Gu Bai searched a lot on the Internet, and specially prepared sunglasses and lens equipment for shooting snow scenes.
Si Yiming sat in the passenger seat, looked back at Gu Bai who was so excited that he was about to jump up, turned his head again, and motioned to Zhai Liangjun to leave.
The place where Zhai Liangjun saw Gu Lang was already a very deep virgin forest.
If I had to say the specific location, it was about 60 kilometers away from the monster market hidden in this mountain range and headed north.
Ask Zhai Liangjun to say where the place is. He really can't tell, but the most easily identifiable coordinate point is the monster market here.
Nowadays, there are not too many monster markets in China. Most of them are hidden in deep mountains or underground waters, and they are all shrouded in formations. Even if big monsters and divine beasts come, they have to obediently walk in according to the formations. Otherwise, you will never get there.
The distance to enter is very long, the monsters are convenient and comfortable, and they are generally used to driving.
Like the kind that rushes in directly with the prototype, basically halfway through, it is clearly photographed by the ubiquitous equipment of human beings.
When a big news broke out, Si Yiming had to make a trip and let the human TV show help them fool around.
This kind of outrageous behavior was later strictly prohibited.
Zhai Liangjun still walked quite familiarly, he still remembered that Gu Bai was growing at the moment, so he warned: "It will take at least two days to get in, if you are hungry, just take the food from the back of the car and eat it, Gu Xiaobai. "
Gu Bai responded and was eating a bag of puffs from the plane.
The road into the mountain was fairly easy to walk. It was the rush hour, and there were a lot of tourist buses going back and forth in the driveway. Gu Bai and the others were obviously riding in private off-road vehicles.
When he reached the area where the tourists stopped, Si Yiming opened the window and brushed his face, and was simply let go.
The road after that was not easy to go. There was only a dirt road. There were two obvious wheel marks on the dirt road. It seemed that there were many people entering the mountain through this road.
Mr. Zhai held the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes before driving for two kilometers.
Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, then watched helplessly as Mr. Zhai took off all the camouflage on his face, got out of the car with ease, and then jumped into the car with unusual skillful movements. pine.
Gu Bai was terrified, the cream in the puff rubbed against the tip of his nose, and watched in horror as Mr. Zhai climbed to the top of the high pine tree without any defensive measures, and even swayed the tree twice dangerously. Top, shake down two pine towers.
Gu Bai was terrified, until Mr. Zhai came back with two pine towers, he moved his stiff body twice, glanced at Si Yiming, who was accustomed to it and was not surprised, after thinking about it, he silently held back. talk.
Zhai Liangjun got back into the car and pulled out a lot of pine nuts with his hands. The skill of his movements was breathtaking, and he did this kind of thing at first glance.
Mr. Zhai took a bunch of pine nuts, turned his head and handed it to Gu Bai: "Come on, Gu Xiaobai, try this, it's delicious."
Gu Bai paused, then reached out and took the handful of pine nuts.
"There are a lot of delicious food in the mountains this season." Zhai Liangjun picked up another handful of pine nuts, then threw the wreckage of the pine tower out of the car, shook off the debris from his body, and first offered a handful to Si Yi Ming, and then slowly eat it.
Gu Bai wiped off the cream on his nose, and along the way, he saw Zhai Liangjun skillfully poking a beehive up a tree and a river. He even ran out at night to catch rabbits, and then happily brought back the harvest.
After two days, they had only walked halfway into the mountain. Zhai Liangjun was not in a hurry, Si Yiming was not in a hurry, and Gu Bai looked at them and was embarrassed to shout.
Mr. Zhai caught the fish from the stream and said excitedly, "Drink the fish soup today!"
Gu Bai and Si Yiming didn't have any opinion. Si Yiming was watching Gu Bai paint a picture of the mountains and rivers in front of them now.
Zhai Liangjun finally learned to cook fish soup under the guidance of Gu Bai in the past two days. Seeing that no one had any comments, he turned on the cassette furnace next to him, filled the aluminum box with stream water on the shelf, and began to boil the water. caught fish.
As a result, the water just rolled up, and the sky suddenly exploded with a thunder.
Gu Bai was taken aback, and a long string of messy lines appeared on his hand.
Si Yiming and Zhai Liangjun both looked up at the south and frowned.
"Go, go back to the car." Si Yiming closed the sketchbook in Gu Bai's hand.
Gu Bai glanced at the rapidly darkening sky, and knew at a glance that it was going to rain. He quickly nodded, helped Zhai Liangjun to turn off the cassette furnace, and hurriedly returned to the car with his precious sketchbook in his arms. .
The rain came fast.
The three people who got wet returned to the car, but Si Yiming didn't sit in, but told Zhai Liangjun: "Be optimistic about Gu Bai, I'll go take a look."
Zhai Liangjun nodded, closed all the windows of the car, and opened the formation in the car with a click.
Gu Bai looked at Si Yiming in the rain outside, patted the car window, and turned to look at Zhai Liangjun: "What are you doing, Mr. Si?"
"Ah?" Zhai Liangjun casually looked up and said, "Go catch the cow."
Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look out the window of the car covered by the rain curtain, and then saw a good financial tycoon with his own eyes, and took a few steps into the rain curtain as if he wanted to embrace nature and free himself.
Gu Bai stared blankly at the back of Mr. Si who let go of himself, and then a somewhat familiar and clear dragon roar sounded in his ears.
With this dragon roar, Gu Bai saw that Mr. Si turned into a mighty beast in an instant, and then walked away without looking back.
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