The boat was walking, and the mountains and rivers on both sides of the straits were receding. The young man in blue was completely silent in his own world, unmoved, and he wrote his pen and ink, and a picture of wind, snow and mountains and rivers gradually appeared on the paper.

Lu Li stood quietly behind him and watched.

To be honest, Lu Li didn't know how to draw, but he felt that this young man who painted was definitely at a certain level. After all, the boat was moving, but he did not make any mistakes in every stroke. It would be commendable to do this alone.

Because he didn't know how to draw, he did not rashly guess what level the other person was in painting skills, nor did he evaluate how the other person painted. In short, the other person's paintings made Lu Li feel comfortable to see.

Lu Li was not the only one watching the young people painting. More than a dozen people stood around and watched quietly, both men, women, and young.

Half an hour later, the young man made his last stroke and the painting was considered complete.

The black and white colors outline the mountains, rivers and wind and snow just right, and the loneliness and coldness of winter hits you.

"good!"

When the young man put down his brush, someone in the crowd said this, and the quiet was broken, and the viewer started to discuss it in a low voice, as if he was commenting on the painting.

The young man realized that someone was watching around him, and stood up slightly restrainedly and bowed to the surroundings and smiled: "I'm so ugly, I'm so ugly."

Watch the blue?

Looking at the signature, Lu Li had no impression at all. After reading the book for several months, he still knew about famous people from various countries in history and in modern times, but he did not remember any book that mentioned the word "Guanlan". Obviously, this young man who painted was just a little painter who was not well-known.

"Good drawing", Lu Li was closest, and nodded and agreed with everyone.

But the young man in blue lit up his eyes and looked at Lu Li and said, "This brother has raised his head. If you think it's good, will you buy it?"

Seeing that his clothes were not a rich man, Lu Li realized that he was selling paintings, and he was selling paintings.

A traveler who makes a living by selling paintings?

He was shocked, and Lu Li shook his head and said nothing, saying that he was rejecting.

"Well, it's very cheap. You can take one tael of silver, or do you want one tael of silver?" The other party looked at Lu Li and said in a tone of negotiation.

When I heard that the young man turned around and pestered people selling paintings, it seemed like he was cheating people. Most of the people around him left, and some even sighed insulted art...

Lu Li shrugged and said, "I really have no money."

The other party just thought Lu Li didn't like his paintings, but he was not disappointed. After all, he had experienced such things a lot, so he smiled and looked at the others left around him in anticipation.

At this moment, a monk in gray who looked about forty years old stood up and clasped his hands at the young man and said, "Amitabha, the layman is kind-hearted, the boat moves, the wind and snow moves, but the heart is not moved. You can paint quietly in such an environment. If you focus on the Buddha and practice meditation, you will definitely be able to understand the true meaning of Buddhism..."

Before the monk could finish his words, the young man said speechlessly: "Master, do you want me to become a monk in your tone?"

"The layman has Buddha roots, and meeting is fate. The poor monk is far away from being extradited to the layman." The monk nodded and admitted.

The young man said laughing and crying: "I still want to get married, so the master should not make such jokes."

At this time, someone from the side interrupted the two of them and said to the young man who was painting: "Young master, I bought your painting, how much does it cost?"

"It's not expensive, this guy...well, if this lady wants it, just give me a tael of silver." The young man immediately turned around and said with joy.

The one who opened his mouth to buy a painting was a woman who looked twenty-four and fifteen years old, with a charming appearance, especially her eyes, which looked like a vixen, and she was dressed well. Her hair was tied up to show that she was a wife. She was surrounded by a little girl with three or four years old, and a maid was guarding her behind her.

After receiving the answer from the young man who bought the painting, she smiled and nodded, "If so, I'll buy it."

Then the maid behind her took out the money to pay the bill, and the young man who sold the painting also turned around with a smile and rolled up the dry picture of the ink and handed it to her.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Lu Li turned around and wanted to leave. He thought that there were all kinds of people. A monk appeared and wanted to persuade people to become monks. Some people were willing to pay for paintings...

He noticed that the little girl next to the charming woman who bought a painting was not as lively as other children of the same age. He even saw that he looked timid and said nothing, and he thought to himself that he was afraid of being a child.

He thought nothing was wrong, but he didn't know that after taking the painting, the woman who bought the painting immediately stepped forward and stopped Lu Li, looked at him with bright eyes and said, "Young Master, I just saw that you seemed to appreciate this painting quite a bit, so I'll give it to you."

As she said that, she handed the scroll in her hand directly into Lu Li's hand.

Lu Li was stunned, and he was in a strange mood, but he took a step back and avoided the other party as if he wanted to grab his hand and force the painting to put it in his hand. Shaking his head and laughed: "Thank you for your kindness, so-called "I will not receive any reward without merit. You and I will meet by chance, and I cannot accept painting."

"Am I so old?" The woman didn't force it, but looked at Lu Li with a resentful look on her face.

Lu Li shook his head and smiled, "I am not old, please forgive me if I say the wrong thing. If I have nothing to do, I will leave first."

At this moment, Lu Li just wanted to leave quickly, and was uncomfortable all over. The other party looked at his eyes as if he was looking at a hungry wolf. Not only that, the others around him looked strange when they looked here.

"Young man, don't worry, this young master. I feel very friendly at first sight. Just like my uneasy brother, my surname is Zhou, why don't you call me Sister Zhou? I haven't seen my brother for many years and miss me very much. This time I'm also going home to visit my relatives. You give me the feeling like you are a younger brother. Why don't you come to my cabin? I treat you like a younger brother." The woman stopped Lu Li and said, swallowing without a trace.

Lu Li has a black thread, I'm fucking meeting a gadfly...

No one around was fool, and I quickly figured out what the rhythm was, watching the show with different expressions.

"Amitabha, the world is getting worse, hey..."

"Mom, why isn't this kind of good thing not my turn?"

"You don't even look at your appearance!"

"Tsk tsk, that woman is too bold. She dares to hook up with men in front of so many people, especially her daughter is still by her side."

"You can tell it's a water-like poplar flower thing, hum"

"There are only exhausted cows that have not plowed the broken land. If the man went with her, he would probably be sucked dry..."

The whispers around him fell into his ears. Lu Li became more and more painful as he heard them. He didn't say anything, and turned around and left.

The woman looked at Lu Li's back without stopping, but her eyes revealed a look of not giving up. She didn't care about the whispers around her, but instead snorted coldly: "What are you looking at? I just treat him as my younger brother. A bunch of dirty things will be disgusting to see, get out of here!"
Chapter completed!