Legend of the Great Saint

Such a “big man” so politely spoke to himself, Liu Chuanfeng was somewhat flattered, hastily said: “Master Xu is very serious, the bad people are only lucky to win the victory of the nobleman, the novelist and painter Famen, there are a lot of things to think through, more communication in the future, mutually beneficial. ”

After accepting the "Heavenly Girl Scattered Flower Chart", he gave it directly to Li Qingshan. Although some of them refused to give up the Heavenly Girl in the painting, he deserved it.

“Don't worry, I will love this painting.” Li Qingshan also took over respectfully with his hands. Although he won the battle, he went nearly half way to accumulate the wisdom, which is the natural limitation of the novelist. At last, however, a good trophy was obtained to compensate for the loss. But he doesn't want to have enemies everywhere.

Of course, he still had no idea about winning someone else's wife.

"" Danqing, you'll have to ask Brother Li for more information in the future. ”

“Even though she was reluctant to do so, she had to respond. ”

“I didn't dare to be a brother. I saw Tan Qing and I had a drink together in Yunfeng Island in the past. At that time, we were friends and brothers were commensurate. Later, for some reason, we never came back.” Li Qingshan had a really good first impression of Qingdanqing, and felt that he had a rare and naive weather.

“How dare you? I wouldn't have said that if you hadn't drunk me.” Dan stared into his eyes and was ashamed again.

“That kind of thing?” Li Qingshan stunned for a moment. Danqing resented him. He was really confused. Although opposed to each other, he didn't have any big enemies for life or death!

After thinking about it, I understood what he meant. I couldn't laugh. How fragile is this guy like an adolescent boy? No, he's an elementary school boy. Also a genius, compared to Chu Tian's left-handed bitch who never knew what was embarrassing, this is just another extreme, childish cutie.

Or genius itself, which means that one can walk one's own path in a way that is different from ordinary people's unique qualities. Among the geniuses he knew, Hana Praise was a love species, Han Iron Clothes was a cold iron, Chu Tian was a paranoid idiot, and it was recognized that the first day Xiao 'an was probably the most special of them.

“So you didn't say anything.” Dan grabbed Li Qingshan's shoulder as if he saw a ray of light in endless darkness.

“Drunk talk after alcohol, who remembers.” Li Qingshan's expression is strange. He is not a shredded wife. He has kung fu and passes on other people's drinks.

Qian Danqing seemed like the rest of his life after the robbery, and took a deep breath of relief. So his reputation, has not yet been destroyed. It turns out that he has been thinking too much. But to think that I had been involved in this matter for so long, and therefore drew a painting like "Hell's Talent," and regretted the shame of wanting to hit the wall with my head.

"'What is it?" said the master. ”

Li Qingshan said casually: "Danqing said he wanted..."

Tian Danqing covered Li Qingshan's mouth: “Master, it's just nonsense after drinking, it doesn't get into your old man's ear. ”

Master Liu smiled and said goodbye: "Master Liu, take us to the painter! ”

“Follow me, please!” As soon as Changqing Liu waved his hand and determined the competition, he started building, planting grass and trees and designing gardens on a deserted island in the south-western direction of the island.

It was intended to compensate the novelist, and I didn't expect it to end up like this. Anyway, the benefits have been reached, and the painter can't say his no. With disciples like Li Qingshan, the novelist should not fall.

After the war, the fame of the novelist grew. At the next hospital opening trial, I'm sure there will be plenty of people, fill in the word "novelist”!

……

A traveler came to the island of painters under construction, and the building on the island was almost finished, although it was no more than the spiritual energy of Cloud Island, but it was also very sophisticated, and there was a thriving atmosphere.

Changqing Liu did not want to offend the novelist, the island architecture, invited the Mo family owner to personally attack, the pavilion pavilion, the eaves arch, all elegant.

Changqing Liu was sent away, Master Liu walked to the door with a cane, gently touching the columns with a pine smell, also showing a comforting smile.

“Master, why are you so kind to Liu Chuanfeng?” Qian Danqing cautiously leads the way, and the founding brothers and gas refiners are completely from both worlds, not to mention the unusual founding brothers.

“If you're just being polite, you can turn enemies into friends. What does my old face count for? ”

“Master, it's all because of me.” Danqing blamed herself: “He also caused Master to lose the painting, damn it. ”

“No, if you win, I will be more modest. Novelists can't be small. Li Qingshan can't be small. Even if you can't be friends, don't become enemies. As for the painting, you don't like it anyway, so she's just a painting. People are really old and worried too much. I'm sure you'll draw ten times better than that and draw the woman you love. ”

But, Master, I like the living!

This phrase wandered in the heart of Qingdan Qingxin. He didn't dare to exit. He just said: "That painting is a precious memory of Master, I will definitely get it back! ”

“My memories were already spilling over before I drew that painting. I was afraid that I was the last person in the world who needed her. It was strange. Two hundred years ago, in retrospect, it became so clear.” The Master Shifu walked with his crutches, his laughing eyes seemed to have penetrated the Qing Dynasty, penetrated the Hundred Sutras, penetrated time and space, and saw it a long time ago.

……

“Aoyama, how could you win with this book?” Liu Chuanfeng looked over at the thin album and found it somewhat unbelievable.

Li Qingshan explained the principle. Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai were all suddenly enlightened. The human beings who had not yet been practiced were in the eyes, not to mention the children of human beings. At this moment, they realized how important they neglected something. Sun Fu Bo immediately slapped the board, what hope private school, do it now.

Liu Chuanfeng said it was a big celebration. Li Qingshan glanced at Han Qiongzhi standing not far away and patted Liu Chuanfeng on his shoulder: “Low profile, people lose so much style, we can't win too much.” Whether you want to celebrate with two grandfathers or show off with your own woman.

Sun Fubai also agreed, that Qing Tan Qing must be an extraordinary figure in the future, this resentment can still be resolved.

Li Qingshan bowed his hand and came to Han Qiongzhi: “Qiongzhi, how am I doing? ”

“I will certainly love this painting! What are you going to do about it?” Han Qiongzhi opened his mouth and smiled.

The cloud fog lifted up Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi, vacated and came to Xiao An's side.

Li Qingshan gave a gift to the master and said to Xiao 'an: “Let's go and play in Qinghe Province. ”

Xiao An glanced at Han Qiongzhi: “I went back to practice. ”

“Fine, wait till I get my present back.” Li Qingshan grinned and touched her head. Anyway, staying together all night wasn't bad at these times. The atmosphere was a bit odd if the three of us spoke.

Han Qiongzhi was also relieved and thanked Xiao An slightly.

The cloud group flew out of a hundred sutras to Qinghe Province, and Han Jongzhi suddenly said: “Wait a minute. ”

Li Qingshan stopped the cloud: “What's wrong? ”

"'My question hasn't been answered yet,' said Han Jong-jie. 'Don't try to get past me! ”

Li Qingshan laughed: “Of course I love her as much as you do. You can't even be jealous of a painting! ”

“How dare you! I'd rather be jealous. Give me the painting!” Han Zhongzhi listened to this, and he stopped and reached out his hand.

Li Qingshan threw the "Heavenly Girl Scattered Flower Map" to her at will: "No, here! ”

Han Qiongzhihara was just a deliberate test. I didn't expect him to give it so much pleasure. It's not just a simple single painting, it's so valuable that ordinary refiners can't imagine it, and his heart is full of tenderness.

Curiosity, opening the axis of the painting, only saw the face of the scattered celestial woman, a blur, seemed to cover the smoke, the power contained therein, far above the "Hell's Gift" of Qian Danqing, the value of this object has far exceeded the spiritual apparatus.

“Huh, I don't think it's a big deal. I'm not rare.” Han Qiongzhi threw the painting back to Li Qingshan: “But tell me, who did you see on the painting? ”

Li Qingshan took the painting and was surprised: “How do you know? ”

The rumor is true, Han Jong-chi said proudly: "I don't know anything. Don't interrupt. Tell me.” You pretend you don't care, but you're a little nervous. Will you be yourself?

Li Qingshan sighed: “Can you stop talking? ”

"Of course not," said Han Qiongzhi. ”Did he see Gu Yan Shadow? That's why he did it. But the mood has fallen.

Li Qingshan said: “Okay! Since you want to know, I have nothing to hide from you. It's good, what I see is... our village widow Li. ”

Han Qiongzhi's heart had fallen to the bottom of the valley. After hearing Li Qingshan's answer, he petrified and blinked his eyes: “What...? ”

Li Qingshan exclaimed: “You know, you're young! The widow Li is the dream lover of all the men in our village. ”

Han Qiongzhi's mind was confused. Of course, the widow Li could not pose any threat to her, but she found it even more unacceptable to think that she had been defeated by a “widow Li" who didn't even have a name.

Li Qingshan laughed, holding her in her arms like a fire, pulling up her chin: “Fool, you are! ”

Han Qiongzhi roared: “Li Qingshan, you're teasing me again! ”

Li Qingshan grabbed her chin and shook it gently. “It's not a trick, it's a trick! ”

“Is… is it true?” Han Qiongzhi's voice suddenly dropped, biting his lip, and if the answer was not herself, she would rather he cheated on her.

Li Qingshan curled his smile and kissed softly on her forehead: “I swear!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)