Sang Feiwan's parents were both romantic.
From the time he can remember, he has witnessed his mother teasing and entangled with various men, and his father always brings different women home from time to time. Although bad bamboos produce good bamboo shoots, there is also a saying that those who are close to ink will be black. Under the influence of their ears and eyes, Sang Feiwan was self-taught in the "" way, and was even quite interested in it.
However, he only understands "lust", not "love". The difference between one word and one word is huge.
The character of the protagonist in the book does not necessarily represent the author's character, but it is undeniable that it will more or less allude to it. For example, the protagonist Duan Yang in the book "Greetings of Joy" is somewhat similar to Sang Feiwan. They are both cold-hearted people. The difference is that the former likes to "haunt", while the latter likes to "seduce".
That's a very contradictory mentality.
When Sang Feiwan was young, he understood the power brought by the word "joy", which could not only make people confused and infatuated, but also make people lose their reason and abandon their families and children. On the one hand, he was very interested, but on the other hand, he felt disgusted. Therefore, for so many years, he only liked to tease people's hearts, but he had never been contaminated by "lust".
But some people are born to be self-taught.
Sang Feiwan knelt in the main hall, seemingly not at all afraid of the king who held the power of life and death in the Northern Territory. He looked up at Baili Duyue, and his long, warm fingertips hooked the other person's hand in full view of the public, and then slowly tightened it. A section of crimson sleeves with dark gold patterns slipped down, covering their handshake.
"Fei Wan also has some painting skills, why don't you let me give it a try, City Lord?"
As soon as he said this, the servants waiting in the palace almost laughed out loud. Who didn't know that Sang Feiwan had no words and was a complete idiot. On the day he was presented to the royal city, he was summoned once by the city lord because of his extraordinary appearance. As a result, not only did he not attract attention, but he made a big joke.
Baili Crossing the Moon is a joyful painting. Behind the high seat in the main hall hangs a several-meter-long "Picture of Nine States in the Cloud Realm". Sang Feiwan could read half of the characters and pronounced it as "Rain, Earth, Nine Rivers and Circles", which annoyed everyone. The whole room burst into laughter. However, he still didn't know what he had done wrong, and looked complacent, truly "the ignorant are fearless".
This idiot now actually says that he can draw. If word spreads about it, it will be a big joke in the world.
Others don't believe it, and Baili Crossing the Moon naturally doesn't believe it either. He waved his sleeves, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked down at Sang Feiwan in a condescending manner: "Do you know what will happen if you destroy the paintings of this city lord?"
Sang Feiwan's expression remained unchanged, he even smiled, and slowly uttered five words: "Peel the skin and make drawing paper."
Baili Duyue lowered his eyes when he heard the words. His frost-colored eyelashes seemed to be covered with a layer of falling snow. Set against the dark red robe embroidered with gold, there was a weird beauty. He chuckled and said, "You have a fair complexion, which is quite suitable."
After saying this, he turned around and walked up to the high seat. The hem of his crimson robe brushed the steps. It seemed that he did not agree to Sang Feiwan's request. However, everyone only saw Baili Duyue sitting on the top, leaning on the platform, lazily supporting his head with his hands, thinking expressionlessly for a moment, and suddenly ordered the guard beside him in a low voice: "Go, get pen, ink and paper." Come on."
Did you actually agree? !
The servants in the palace couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this. You know that Baili Duyue loved painting as much as his life, and would not let others touch it easily, let alone allow others to alter it. Why did he change his gender today
Little did he know that in Baili Duyue's heart, the painting was ruined, no matter how bad it was, it couldn't be any worse.
After hearing this, the guard immediately went to get the things for painting. They were all of the best painting materials, including pens, inks, paper and inkstones, as well as various colors of paint.
Seeing this, Sang Feiwan stood up from the ground and dusted off the hem of his robe. He stared at the ink-smeared scroll in the guard's hand, secretly scrutinizing Baili Duyue's brush marks, then in full view of everyone, he took a white jade pen from the tray and dipped it lightly in the ink on the inkstone -
It's just an ordinary expensive inkstone, not a thousand-year-old inkstone. However, it's okay, the thousand-year-old ink is not easy to dry, nor is it easy to take shape, so it will inevitably show clumsiness when painting. Sang Feiwan's mother studied Western painting, but her grandfather was a master of traditional Chinese painting. Although he was not a master of Chinese painting, he still had some basic skills.
In this painting, there are mountains, dense forests, snow-capped mountains, and a monk walking towards the thatched cottage on a moonlit night. Duan Yang probably touched it casually, leaving a series of winding ink marks outside the courtyard of the thatched house.
Everyone looked curiously, wanting to see what Sang Feiwan was going to do. However, I saw his wrist move quickly, and suddenly he added a few sharp branches outside the thatched house courtyard, directly covering the ink marks that rubbed the flowers. He changed the pen again, dipped it in cinnabar, and dropped dots of red plums. The ink marks are of the right shade, and the shape of the falling snow has emerged, but no original flaws can be seen at all.
Sang Feiwan looked around for a while, always feeling that something was missing. He raised his eyes to look at the man in red with frosty white hair on the high seat, and saw that the man was staring at him curiously. He suddenly smiled and wrote a poem in the blank space of the scroll with an ink pen -
I wish to cross the sands of Heng and shine brightly with the sun and the moon.
This painting has a Zen meaning, the poem has a Buddhist meaning, and it coincides with the name Baili Crossing the Moon. It is really appropriate.
After Sang Feiwan finished all this, he gently put the pen back on the tray, raised his hand and saluted, indicating that he had finished the painting. The guards also presented the scroll to Baili Crossing the Moon for viewing.
Baili Duyue actually didn't expect Sang Feiwan to draw anything. The ink marks were too abrupt and couldn't be hidden even if they were blurred with a brush. However, he didn't expect that the other party would directly add a rugged and proud winter plum with its branches hanging by the side. Slanting out, the red plum blossoms fall into the snow, the character is established, and the meaning is also acquired.
He glanced at the poem on the side, and saw that it was also a graceful and handsome calligraphy. He couldn't help but paused:
"Wish to cross the Hengsha people and shine the sun and the moon...?"
Baili Duyue slowly read this line of poetry in a low voice, wondering what he was thinking. A few days ago, he summoned Sang Feiwan. He just didn't understand poetry and painting, and he didn't even know a word of Chinese characters. He had an empty skin but a rough belly. How could he have both calligraphy and painting now
… Could it be that someone took away the body
Baili Duyue thought about this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He had always been in charge of the Northern Territory. If a demon got under his nose, it would be like disturbing Tai Sui's head. He silently squinted his eyes, looked directly at Sang Feiwan, and asked without any emotion, "What's your name?"
He never remembered the names of unrelated people. Sang Feiwan had been calling himself by his first name just now, so he naturally didn't take it to heart.
Sang Fei Wan nodded and lowered his eyes and said: "Dong Yu is gone, Sang Yu Fei Wan, Sang Fei Wan."
Baili Duyue heard some clues: "Why, have you read a book?"
Most of the beauties in the backyard sent by the lords from all directions are ordinary people without immortal roots, otherwise they would not be reduced to playthings. They may come from poor families, or they may come from fireworks, but their influence is limited. Even if there are people who can read and write, what they know are only low-level obscene lyrics and songs, which are difficult to reach the level of elegance.
From the way Sang Feiwan spoke, it sounded like someone who had read a book.
Sang Feiwan only said: "I know a few words."
But it's a pity that all I know are some obscene words and phrases.
After crossing the moon for hundreds of miles, he still didn't let him go: "Where do you live?"
Sang Feiwan didn't inherit the memory of his original body, so he naturally didn't know it. Hearing this, he deliberately raised his hand and patted his head, and said in confusion: "I forgot."
Baili Duyue chuckled when he heard this. He probably thought this excuse was too ridiculous, and asked sarcastically: "Forgot? How could you forget?"
Hearing this, Sang Feiwan deliberately glanced at the butler beside him, then quickly lowered his head and looked away, as if he was a little scared: "Feiwan broke the rules of the city, and he deserved to be punished by the butler. It's just that he accidentally hurt his head that day, and his head... I can’t remember things.”
The housekeeper never expected that Sang Feiwan, a green tea spirit, would dare to accuse him in front of the city lord. He was stunned when he heard this, and immediately stammered and explained: "Reporting to the city lord, my subordinates only ordered someone to beat him with a few sticks." , but he didn’t do anything cruel..."
Hearing this, Sang Feiwan unconsciously touched his painful arm, thinking that it was no wonder it hurt so much. It turned out to be the result of being beaten with a stick. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he suddenly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his bruised arms in front of everyone, and said to Baili Duyue who was sitting at the top: "Yes, City Lord, the housekeeper only ordered me to be lightly beaten." The stick didn’t bleed, it was just a little bruised. I didn’t know where I hit it, so I can’t remember anything.”
He has an extremely good appearance, and his hands have well-defined joints and long fingertips, as if they were carefully carved from jade. Now there are several bruises on it, which makes it look shocking.
Seeing Sang Feiwan's innocent face, the housekeeper was so angry that he fell backwards and almost spit out blood. Just as he was about to say something, a cool breeze suddenly rose around him, and then a blue light suddenly swept over, blowing Sang Feiwan away. Feiwan was surrounded by it, and a circular formation flashed on the ground—
It's exorcism!
Sang Feiwan felt that his limbs suddenly froze, making it difficult to move, as if a immobilization spell had been cast on him. He looked up at Baili Duyue in surprise, only to see a cold blue light suddenly flash in his eyes.
Oh, no, it’s exorcism! He suspects that you are an evil heretic who has seized your body, and is testing you with exorcism!
The system suddenly popped up and nervously hugged Sang Feiwan's shoulders.
The soul-exorcism technique can drive away the heretic evil spirit that snatches the body of another person. If Sang Feiwan is really the soul that snatches the body, he will definitely be in unbearable pain at this moment, like ten thousand swords piercing his body.
Sang Feiwan never expected that the original person was so stupid that he couldn't read a word, so he exposed his secret. Hearing this, he frowned and asked, "What should we do now?"
Don't panic, the system cheered him up and said nervously, "I am a righteous little system, we will be fine!"
The system is a serious system, but it is hard to say whether the host is a serious host. Sang Feiwan didn't want to end up dying before he got out of the battle, but he had no choice but to pretend to be calm and wait for the result. However, that blue light hovered around Sang Feiwan for a long time, and Sang Feiwan did not show any sign of pain.
After a few breaths, the blue light finally faded and disappeared—
Baili Duyue closed his spell.
Since Sang Feiwan didn't respond at all, it meant that the other party was not a lonely ghost who had taken away the body, and things would naturally be easier to handle.
Baili Duyue's eyes first fell on Sang Feiwan's blue and purple arms, and then he frowned and looked at the housekeeper: "What commandment did he break?"
When the housekeeper saw that Baili Duyue took the initiative to ask about a servant for the first time, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but be a little more cautious about what he said: "Reporting to the city lord, Sang Feiwan probably didn't know the way and entered the house by mistake at night. He was caught by the guards and his subordinates had no choice but to give him a few slaps in accordance with the rules."
Baili Duyue hummed. Although no emotion could be heard, his frosty white hair had an extra layer of hazy light under the candlelight: "He is good at painting. I will leave the cleaning work in the study to him in the future." He goes down to apply medicine.”
In the eyes of others, Sang Feiwan had just made a comeback. Being able to be personally assigned by Baili Duyue to clean the study room, he was considered to have a name on it. This alone distinguishes it from the "playthings" in the backyard.
Sang Feiwan stood in the middle of the hall, looking unfazed. He raised his hand and saluted, "Thank you, City Lord."
At this moment, the guards suddenly dragged the half-dead Duan Yang into the hall. He didn't know what he had gone through. His face was as pale as paper, his hair was disheveled, and his whole body was shaking. The hand stained with ink was bloody and bloody, and a layer of skin had been washed away alive.
Sang Feiwan raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, thinking that it was probably very painful.
The guard reported: "Back to the city lord, ink is a thousand-year-old ink. My subordinates tried their best to wash away the ink marks on his hands."
Baili Duyue didn't look surprised at all. Hearing this, he said lightly: "Drag him down, and have his skin peeled and kneaded to make drawing paper."
He is very passionate about everything related to painting, even the criminal law of murder can be integrated with it.
Duan Yang never expected that he would end up stealing the chicken but not the rice. Not only did he fail to harm Sang Feiwan, but he would also be involved in it. Hearing this, he panicked and wanted to beg for mercy. However, Baili Duyue seemed to be too early. Being prepared, he raised his hand and cast a silent spell, and his ears finally became clear.
Sang Feiwan suddenly said: "City Lord..."
Baili Duyue looked at him after hearing this, and then remembered that Sang Feiwan seemed to have begged Duan Yang for mercy just now: "What, you want to beg for him?"
Sang Feiwan smiled and neither said yes nor no: "City Lord, Duan Yang must have not meant what happened to Mo Hen. Now that the painting has been repaired, it is better to spare his life and drive him out of the house. He The flesh is rough, even if it is peeled off and made into paper, it will still be of inferior quality and difficult to be judged by you. "
After hearing this, Baili Duyue slowly walked down the steps and walked to Ji Duan Yang. He ordered someone to lift his face and palms to take a look, but he saw that it was indeed rough and calloused, and it was definitely not top quality.
But it's a pity that Baili Duyue is by no means a good person. He looked at Sang Feiwan with unknown meaning, and his gaze sent chills down your spine: "His skin is of low quality, so whose skin is of high quality? If this city lord Do you have to use a piece of human skin to paint today?”
"Then it must be too late..."
Sang Feiwan suddenly smiled at Baili Duyue, as if to let him check whether his skin and flesh were up to standard, and his sharply knuckled fingertips directly covered the back of his hand, impartially, just in time to secure Baili Duyue's hand. Fasten it tightly and wrap it up.
Baili Duyue didn't expect him to be so bold, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. However, the next second, Sang Feiwan suddenly took a step forward, and laughed lowly in his ears in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't the city lord like painting?" Well, I don’t know if my skin is qualified.”
"How about I give this skin to the city lord? The city lord can paint it however he wants..."
In just a few words, because of Sang Feiwan's bohemian nature, he tasted a bit of rouge. Once it is fainted, it will be a beautiful red, ambiguous and confusing.
After Sang Fei finished speaking, he unconsciously gently rubbed Baili Duyue's wrist with his fingertips. The touch was delicate and cold, and he curled his lips with unknown meaning.
If you ask him, the body of the Lord of Baili City is more suitable for painting. If you use a red pen dipped in ink and paint shades of light on this white jade body like frost and snow, you will not know how beautiful the scenery will be.
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