Chapter 74 Entry 1

Yesterday's spring rain lingered, as if the whole city had been cleaned. There was a trace of freshness in the city, and every corner was full of cleanliness.

Along the way, Lin Yi walked briskly and his heart was as calm as water. The white robe wrapped around him and moved slightly along his pace. However, no matter how he moved, the white robe always remained neat and tidy without any wrinkles after shrinking and rolling.

Today's sky still has no sunshine, but the sky has stopped raining. Lin Yi looked up at Haotian from time to time and found that it was cloudy and dark, with dark clouds blocking the sun hiding behind the clouds.

The world depends on the sun to be bright, and the moonlight also depends on the sun to emit brilliant silver brilliance. In the world of practice, no one can know this objective truth, just like a wise man as powerful as Mr. does not know this fact. However, Lin Yi, who walks easily on the street, understands this truth. .

Moyan Painting Workshop opened early. Zhu Moyang stood behind his husband. The two looked at the two pink peach trees outside the courtyard and found that there were countless petals missing, but the green leaves were more prosperous.

"Sir, will he come today?" Zhu Moyang still looked at the peach tree and asked.

"Naturally it will come!" The gentleman's answer is resolute.

"I always feel that he is not as strong as my husband said, and I have learned to climb trees at this moment, but I don't believe that he can fly in the air before me!" Zhu Moyang said.

"Moyang, why are you so confident?" The gentleman turned his head, his eyes were full of wisdom, and said slowly.

"Because I figured out a lot in the first three days. First of all, I have much higher cultivation than him to better control ink. Secondly, I have a more solid foundation than him. After all, I have learned painting from my husband for ten years. Finally, I have always been taught by Mr. Sir, and there can be no other great practitioner like Mr. in the world to teach him. Zhu Moyang said respectfully.

"Moyang, in fact, your analysis is very right, but it's not all right!" The gentleman sighed slightly, moved his eyes away from the latter and continued to sweep at the two peach trees in the courtyard. He continued, "Do you know why I let you choose painting?"

When Zhu Moyang heard the words, he thought for a long time, and then shook his head very seriously.

"The reason why I let you choose painting in those years is because you have a more infatuated painting than people in the world, so you will not be today in ten years. Do you remember how many years old it took to draw? The gentleman asked.

"The student sneaked into the painting with his husband at the age of nine, which took 17 days!" Zhu Moyang said honestly.

"Well, it's good. It seems that you still remember it clearly!" The gentleman nodded with appreciation and continued, "Seventeen days is really too long for a new painter, just like your sister Feifei entered the Tao later than you, but she only persisted for eight days."

"Therefore, you have been eleven days more than her. Perhaps in the eyes of others, eleven days are just eleven days and nights, but in my eyes, this indirectly proves that her infatuation is not as good as you, and even on the final road of painting, she is never as far as you. But there is one thing she thinks very well, but you are wrong!"

Hearing this, Zhu Moyang frowned slightly, and then hugged his fist and said respectfully, "Mr. Wang told me!"

"Feifei is the daughter of General Tang. She has had a deep social experience since she was a child and knows the world, so she always knows very well that although I can teach her to make progress in painting, she is just a person. But you are different. You not only regard me as a person who can teach you painting, but also regard me as the most respected faith in your heart!" What the gentleman said was very affirmative.

"Sir is the most powerful existence in the world. Naturally, it is my faith. What's wrong with this?" Zhu Moyang was puzzled and doubted.

"Ha ha, I am indeed the most powerful existence in the world. You are not wrong about this, but what you are wrong is how can you know that there are other worlds besides this world!" The gentleman smiled gently, and I don't know whether he laughed at Zhu Moyang's ignorance or had unspeakable suffering in his heart, so he laughed at himself.

"Other world?" Zhu Moyang said to himself gently, his eyebrows were bent like a copper lock, and his beautiful face was full of doubts.

When Mr. Zhu Moyang fell into meditation, he then explained, "You don't have to stick to this illusory question now, because it's too far away for you!" What you care about is how to make yourself understand that no one can be your faith in this world, and only you are the ultimate faith!"

"This..." Zhu Moyang looked at his husband, as if he had a trace of embarrassment, and his eyes were full of hesitation and difficulty in choosing.

"Well, you don't have to think too much about this kind of thing. When the time comes, you will understand everything. Go and make some mist tea. Many distinguished guests will come to the painting workshop today!" The gentleman said slightly.

"Yes, sir!" Zhu Moyang was still extremely respectful, and then turned away to make Mr. Wu's usual favorite tea.

Tea ceremony is also an extremely profound knowledge. Mr. He has personally taught Zhu Moyang, so the latter will not be afraid that the tea he brews is too unbearable, but if there are too many questions in his heart, the outcome will be unpredictable.

Grum!

The sound of the wooden wheel rolling slate gradually sounded from the thirteen lanes, and then became louder and clearer. The gentleman was in the painting workshop, listening to these already incomparable rolling sounds, smiled gently at the corners of his mouth without moving at all, and still looked at the pink peach blossoms in his eyes.

For a long time, a young and beautiful young woman walked into the gate of the painting workshop.

When the woman walks, her footsteps are gentle, graceful, and her face is very beautiful, always with a faint smile. On the woman's slender arm, her skin is like jade and snow, white and flawless, with a trace of healthy blush.

The woman is Tang Feifei, who is also the first person to come to the painting workshop, but today she wears an extremely bright crimson dress, which makes her look not only beautiful and generous, but also has a silky mature charm and charm, like a beautiful red lotus blooming in the world.

Tang Feifei walked into the painting workshop in a few steps and saw the gentleman standing in front of the wooden window. Then she leaned her luggage and said, "Students have met you!"

Mr. turned his head to look at her, and then smiled and said, "You still came so early!"

"Students are afraid of missing Lin Yi's painting time." Tang Feifei said honestly. So, she turned her head and looked at the painting workshop and found that there was no second person except her husband. Then she said, "But he doesn't seem to have arrived at the painting workshop yet.

"No, Moyang went to make tea!" The gentleman said lightly.

"Oh!" Tang Feifei replied, and then stopped talking about doubts. For a moment, she couldn't help but return the atmosphere of the painting workshop to silence.

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