He Qing walked to a pool and reached out to catch a picture. Then the other pictures disappeared.

"Brother Gu, this is this painting."

He Qing then carefully placed the spirit stones on the table.

Gu Qing stared at the fixed pictures in the pool without turning his eyes, and had no time to think about how these scenes appeared. The picture in the water was a peak that stood tall and stood tall, with the mountains and mist very light and the sky was vast.

This is a painting.

The techniques used by the peak are sophisticated, and the mounds of soil are pushed layer by layer, showing the thickness of the soil and the loneliness of the mountains.

However, the picture in the water is not detailed enough, and Gu Qing can't grasp the divine intention.

Half a quarter of an hour passed and the water waves swayed.

The screen disappears.

Another picture appeared in the water, but the painting was gone.

He Qing sighed and said, "I've photographed it for someone else."

He chose another picture, and there was a pen inside, and soon the stone table glowed red. A hole was opened on the top of the stone table, generating suction force, sucking away the spirit stone. After a while, another pen was spit out from the hole.

It is He Qing who chose the pen in the picture.

"This brush is a magic weapon, and the pen that has been created for thousands of years is also called the pen that stands out."

He put away his standing pen and said, "Brother Gu, let's go to your house first. Please help me imitate the painting I just made, and how much can I imitate it."

Then He Qing took Gu Qing away from the purple bamboo forest.

This time, I did not move slowly, but walked quickly.

Soon, He Qing and Gu Qing arrived in front of the yard. He Qing did not breathe at all and said, "Brother Gu, although you know that you are very talented, I didn't expect that you would not be tired even if you walked such a hurry."

Gu Qing said: "I won't talk about these things for now, I'll help you draw them first."

He Qing handed Li Yan's pen to Gu Qing and said, "Just use it. It was not suitable for imitation paintings in the purple bamboo forest before, so it would be better to draw on your side."

Gu Qing nodded, took out the drawing paper and ink, and used a straight-talk pen to imitate the painting just now.

At this moment, he knew more about the reason why He Qing asked him to imitate the painting, because the painting was written by the same person as Gu Qing copied the "Shuiyuan Changshan" in Qingqiu Pavilion.

Gu Qing completed the painting in one go and copied it, but this time it was obviously not as flexible as the last time. After all, even the same author had different intentions when painting different works.

Therefore, there will be some differences in the spirit in the painting.

When He Qing saw it, his eyes lit up and he said, "At least seven points alike, Brother Gu, you helped me a lot this time."

Gu Qing said: "I will return the pen to you."

He said this, feeling a little reluctant, and had never used such a good pen.

Just as he finished writing, Gu Qing was even a little refreshed. After imitating, he felt comfortable and had no fatigue at all.

Moreover, the pen and ink on the paper are all satisfactory.

If the magical sword with hair-blowing hair is the favorite of swordsmen in the world, then this vocabulary pen is also the magical object that all painters dream of.

He Qing put away his pen and said with a smile: "If this money is mine, it will be fine to give it to you."

Gu Qing said: "You might as well give me the spirit stone first."

He Qing smiled and took out a stone the size of rice from his sleeve.

"Why is it different from what you took out in the Purple Bamboo Forest?"

"Don't dislike it, I've tried my best to pick out this one for you."

Gu Qing took the spirit stone as big as a rice grain and said, "Okay, you go back."

He Qing couldn't help but cough and said, "Don't you leave me for dinner? At least let me visit your house."

Gu Qing said: "Not much rice."

He Qing said: "If the spirit stone I gave you is bigger, you probably won't say that."

Gu Qing said helplessly: "I'm not a stingy person, why don't you give you a jar of pickles."

He went back to the house to find a can of olive vegetables.

He Qing was not polite, opened the jar, tasted a little, and praised: "Although you picked a little, the pickles tasted really good. I'll come to you after I finish eating."

Gu Qing said: "I'll give it to you this time, and I'll have to collect money next time."

He Qing said, "Brother Gu, I think you have lived alone for a long time and have become so inhumane. Next time I invite you to drink flower wine, I can't let you keep it so much. Sooner or later, you will get sick and become strange."

After he finished speaking, he laughed, put away the paintings, and left with a jar and a pen.

Wow.

He Qing shouted on the road, "Where did the bird shit come from?"

Gu Qing clapped his hands, and the little crow flew to his side. He knocked on his forehead and said, "What are you doing when you pull things on someone else's body?"

Wow!

Gu Qing said: "I don't know what you are talking about."

After a while, He Qing had already gone far away. Obviously, he wanted to stay with Gu Qing to talk and laugh. He was actually very anxious about what he was doing.

The little crow stopped calling, and the yard became very quiet again.

He Qingzai was just now, although he was a little noisy, but when he left, Gu Qing felt that he was less likely to be in a hurry. "As a matter of fact, he couldn't get too deep into people, so he could easily feel nostalgic and tired."

When he went back to the house, he found a rattan chair lying in the yard. The evening breeze could not make Gu Qing shudder at all. He breathed evenly and went to a light sleep. Occasionally he felt melancholy and he would be fine after a night of sleep. If it didn't work, then take another night.

Until Yuese Rongrong's first hospital, Gu Qing woke up and took out the spirit stones as big as rice grains to study. Finally, he found that as long as he put the spirit stones beside him when he practiced, he would be relatively smooth to practice the Hunyuan Boy's Skill.

He felt extremely delicate and realized that the spirit stones had slightly improved the surrounding environment, similar to the freshness after the new rain in Kongshan. Especially when practicing, this feeling was a little more obvious.

After only two days of use, Gu Qing found that the spirit stone had no effect anymore.

"I wish I could have more spirit stones."

Gu Qing took some time to go to the city to receive antique shops, and handed over the autumn picture of Wang Lu's mountain residence to Ma Zhangkeeper to sell.

Manager Ma was very happy to do things for Gu Qing, but Gu Qing took out the pictures of Shanju Qiu and said it for a while, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

However, he admired Gu Qing's vision even more. He could not tell at all that the painting had fallen into his hands for so long.

Although the boss used to be rich and powerful, he did not have the same eyesight as Gu Qing, and it would be of limited help to antique shops.

Moreover, Gu Qing and He Qing and Du Qi have a good relationship with each other, and they also know Mr. Fang. Ma Zhanggui thinks that he is going to be lucky in middle age, and he may be able to make a career with Gu Qing in the future.

After all, Gu Qing is still young now and has no other helpers around him.

In the words of storytelling, he will be a founding hero in the future.

However, he did not feel inconsistent at all when compared to the emperor. Ma Zhangguin subconsciously thought that Gu Qing was a seed of dragon and phoenix.

And recently I came into contact with Gu Qing and found that Gu Qing did not have the unique temperament of the first meeting.

Manager Ma even thoughtful, the young master was hidden in the abyss, keeping his low profile.

When the young master Feilong is in the sky, he will be successful.

Gu Qing didn't have the heart to care about the twists and turns in the hearts of Mazhangke, but asked Mazhangkeke to help him sell the money for paintings and buy half of the money he had done to buy a group of roe.

At the same time, Gu Qing went to find He Qing several times and wanted to ask about He Qing's spirit stone.

But after that time, He Qing became very busy. Gu Qing came to the door several times but never saw anyone.

Therefore, Gu Qing temporarily extinguished his mind and waited for the next full moon.

On that day, Gu Qing got up early in the morning, pushed the window and looked out, and saw that it had snowed all night in Jiangcheng. He heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from the snow, and approached very quickly.

A knock on the door soon rang.

Gu Qing opened the door and saw Du Qi who had not seen him for many days.
Chapter completed!