C242 Spring in a Garden Is Intoxicating
C242 Spring in a Garden Is Intoxicating
Li Yun patted Yang Qing's little hand and comforted her, "The legend you mentioned is true, but you don't have to be afraid, this matter is already over, they can no longer harm the Immortal World, the seven members of the Imperial Corpse Sect are all burnt to ashes by me, not even the Divine Sense was able to escape."
"What about the zombies?" Yang Qing pressed on, not wanting to cool down the atmosphere.
"The tens of thousands of zombies in the Corpse Sect were burnt to ashes by me. Leaving them alive is a disaster." Li Yun said with a determined expression.
Yang Qing's eyes were filled with worship as she said, "Brother Yun, you guys are too unlucky. I heard that all of you are only in the Xuan Immortal Realm, yet you killed seven Immortal Lords and tens of thousands of zombies."
Li Yun casually took out a bottle of orange juice and two glasses. "I saw you like to drink this last time, now let's drink together."
"Yes." Yang Qing took the glass filled with orange juice and placed it next to her mouth, taking a sip. A look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
Li Yun inadvertently swept his gaze over a canvas on the table and picked it up.
"Aiya, don't." Suddenly, Yang Qing's surprised voice came from behind.
Li Yun quickly swept the canvas with his Divine Sense and felt that there was no danger. He turned his head to look at Yang Qing hesitantly. Yang Qing's face was completely red as she stared at him with averted eyes. With doubts in his heart, Li Yun directly opened the canvas.
There was a valiant looking man in the painting. He wore a black suit with a white shirt and a red tie. It was the same clothes he had worn when he had met Yang Qing. Li Yun was touched.
Although Li Yun was an experienced in love affairs, facing such a pure and cute girl, he really couldn't bear to do anything. Therefore, Li Yun wanted to find something to ease this awkward atmosphere. He smiled and said to Yang Qin, "Not bad, it's very similar to me. If you can draw yourself on this canvas, it would be even more perfect."
Yang Qing had been extremely intelligent since young, so she had many skills in drawing. Upon hearing Yun Che's words, she said confidently, "Brother Yun, please wait for a moment. We'll finish the drawing very soon."
After saying that, she stretched the canvas back onto the frame, mixed the ink and ink together, and started drawing on the cloth with a brush. Soon, a pretty and charming young lady in red appeared on the canvas.
He took out his brush once again and used only a few strokes. Beside the two people in the painting, there were a few peach branches that were adorned with pink peach blossoms. All of a sudden, the scene seemed to come alive. After staring at it for a while, he added a few bits of grass to the feet of the two people in the painting.
Then he turned around and smiled to Li Yun, asking, "Are you satisfied with this painting by Qing?"
Li Yun looked at the canvas and carefully admired Yang Qing's drawing skills. He nodded and praised, "It is indeed a great work."
When Yang Qing heard this, she secretly rejoiced in her heart. "Since Big Brother is so fond of this painting, why not inscribe it?"
"Ugh." He did practice writing brush when he was young, but as he grew older, his studies became heavier and heavier and he gave up. If Li Yun held the brush and started writing on the canvas, then the words he would have tainted this painting.
But looking at Yang Qing's hopeful eyes, Li Yun couldn't bear it anymore, so with a flash of inspiration, he took out a thick black marker pen from his ring. In the blank space of the canvas, he scribbled two lines of words.
Yang Qing looked at the two lines of words in curiosity. She could not help but mutter it out loud, "A mandarin duck Twin Aged Butterfly flies flies fly in pairs. It is full of intoxicating spring colors."
Yang Qing's face had turned red after she finished reciting these two sentences. Her eyes were misty. The mood of these two sentences had completely moved Yang Qing.
Suddenly, she realized that the scene didn't match the two lines. She immediately raised her brush and drew two butterflies dancing in the air above the peach branch. Under the two people's feet, under the movement of Yang Qing's brush, a corner of the pond appeared.
After drawing, she put the brush on the table. Yang Qin clapped her hands and proudly smiled: "Now this conforms to the concept of Brother Yun's calligraphy."
Hearing Yang Qing's words, Li Yun's face turned red. He couldn't find any good words to write and directly copied out two lines of lyrics. However, Yang Qing cleverly made up for his awkwardness, and he couldn't help but have a good impression of Yang Qing.
He put his hand on Yang Qing's shoulder, took out his phone and shamelessly said, "I came to see Brother Yun making a painting for you."
Yang Qin curiously said, "Okay, what should I do?"
"Just stand in front of the frame with a paintbrush in your hand and make a drawing gesture." Li Yun pulled Yang Qing in front of the picture frame, guiding him in an elegant pose.
He then took a dozen or so photos from different angles.
He then walked up to Yang Qing and opened the photo album on his phone, flipping through them one by one.
Yang Qing saw the scene on the phone and was so shocked that her mouth was wide open. She held it in for a long time before saying, "This is too magical, in such a short period of time, you even drew more than ten paintings, and the pictures are so lifelike, it is simply flawless. How did you do it?" And why can't such a scene be seen on cloth? "
Seeing Yang Qing's astonishment, Li Yun finally recovered some of her pride. She casually pinched her lips and said, "The cloth is too soft. I like it on paper."
"What is paper?" Yang Qing asked curiously.
Li Yun was shocked when he heard this, he realized that he had indeed never seen paper ever since he came to the Immortal World. Since he could not explain it, Li Yun used facts to explain and took out a stack of paper from his storage ring, passing it to Yang Qing, "This is the paper I used to draw."
Yang Qing ran her hands over the printout and said with envy, "This paper is really a good thing. It feels so smooth. It's really a good material for drawing and writing."
Li Yun smiled and took out a camera printer from his phone. He connected it to the data of the dozen or so photos, put them into the photo paper, and pressed a button.
"Pfft …" "Tap, tap, tap." The camera printer began to work, and soon a dozen or so colorful photographs were ready to be printed.
Holding these photos, Yang Qin's eyes were dazzled and her heart shook. He knew very well that this wasn't a painting made by Li Yun. This was the effect of a magic treasure in Li Yun's hands.