v6 Chapter 7： Too evil

Chapter 7 is too evil

Zhong Shan's partial tactics began.

In order to earn this amazing talent, Zhongshan did some research and plans to achieve perfection.

Inside the Qianyou Princess House.

Zhong Shan and Gu Qianyou looked at Mr. Shui Jing who had let go.

"The next time, Qianyou will invite Liu Yanyan to Qianyou Princess House for a while, that is, you can meet her every day." Zhong Shan said.

"Huh!" Mr. Water Mirror nodded.

"Qian You said that Liu Yanyan's painting is a good hand, which can't be better, but you can play Guqin, right?" Zhongshan asked.

"Huh!" Mr. Water Mirror nodded. Frowning and thinking.

"Now we will give you time to be alone. You don't talk too much with her, you just need to persuade her to draw a picture for you." Zhong Shan said.

"Draw a picture?" Mr. Shuijing didn't understand.

"Yes, it's just painting, and draw a picture out of nothing based on the piece you play." Zhong Shan said.

"I play the tune, and she draws an ink painting based on the artistic conception in the tune?" Mr. Shuijing nodded.

"Well, the scene you poured into the tune, preferably the landscape or objects you have seen in previous lives, let her draw it and place it in this hall. If you do n’t take it, she will not take it. Every day she can see it, "Zhong Shan said.

"It's that simple?" Mr. Water Mirror wondered. As soon as I was puzzled, it seemed like I was thinking, and nodded immediately.

Mr. Water Mirror knows that in order for a person to remember something, it is not constantly emphasized from the outside, but is rooted in her subconscious. Even a little, very weak point in the subconscious is emphasized ten thousand times more than the outside Be strong.

Sure enough, Liu Yanyan was invited by Qianyou soon.

At the Princess Qianyou Mansion, I soon met Mr. Shui Jing. Mr. Shui Jing had super wisdom in everything he said. He naturally knew how to do it perfectly. Besides, he is a perfectionist himself.

A piece of liver and bowel is broken, a piece of paper aftertastes.

Liu Yanyan did not have a reason to refuse in a painting, and soon a quiet picture of the valley was drawn. Looking at the painting in a huff, Liu Yanyan's heart was extremely complicated. I do not know how to face Zhou Jian. This is the place where an outing passed by in the previous life.

Mr. Shui Jing (Zhou Jian) ​​also did not bother in a timely manner, leaving the Fang Guqin and leaving sadly.

Liu Yanyan sent away the water mirror, looked at the painting just painted, and froze. He touched the Fang Guqin again and sighed slightly.

Zhong Shan went out with Mr. Water Mirror.

"Good job," Zhong Shan laughed.

Mr. Shui Jing shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Rest assured, I said I can do it, I can do it, and keep going. You play and play every day, and let her draw a picture for you every day."

"What effect does this have? What is the purpose?" Mr. Water Mirror asked. Yes, the embarrassment of the water mirror and Liu Yanyan is very conspicuous. It is impossible to save anything by painting some paintings, and there is no purpose.

"This is the layout. Believe me, there is a specialty in the surgery industry, and a woman's heart cannot be calculated with data." Zhong Shan said.

"Well, I believe you!" Mr. Water Mirror nodded and sighed slightly.

Next, Mr. Water Mirror will come to Qianyou Princess House every day. I do it every day just to play a song, and after Liu Yanyan feels the sound of the piano, I draw the corresponding picture.

At first, Liu Yanyan still couldn't let it go. Gradually, Liu Yanyan felt it was a habit. He slowly released his body and mind and painted an ink painting daily. Listening to a piece of music, painting a picture, there is a kind of inexplicable mood.

Listening to music every day has become a habit. In the vacant hall, there are a lot of ink paintings, and a lot of scenes are painted with patience. Very beautiful and very satisfying.

Every day, after Liu Shuiyan leaves, Mr. Liu Yanyan will take a few glances at all the paintings.

"Sister, these paintings are all drawn by you? What a beautiful place." Gu Qianyou praised in a timely manner.

Liu Yanyan's heart burst into joy.

Dongfangfu, Zhong Shan and Mr. Water Mirror are sitting together.

"How many songs are there?" Zhongshan asked.

"Two months, sixty songs!" Said Mr. Water Mirror.

"Sixty songs? That's sixty paintings?" Zhong Shan asked.

"Huh!" Mr. Water Mirror nodded.

"Okay, don't go there for the next three days," Zhong Shan said.

"Don't go?" Mr. Water Mirror was a little bit reluctant, but still nodded.

Mr. Water Mirror did not go, Liu Yanyan was still waiting at that hall. From morning to night, Mr. Water Mirror did not come.

Looking at that guqin, Liu Yanyan frowned, his eyes were persecuted, and then a complex, slightly sighed, turned his head to look at the hard work of these two months, sixty paintings.

The next day, Liu Yanyan came again, but Mr. Water Mirror still didn't come. Liu Yanyan's waiting tunes were still not heard. For a while, Liu Yanyan was dazed at sixty paintings, and his mood became extremely frustrated.

On the third day, Mr. Shui Jing still didn't come. Liu Yanyan squeezed his fists and stayed alone in the hall all night. Even if Gu Qianyou came to talk to her, she was still lacking in mood and very depressed.

On the fourth day, Mr. Shui Jing appeared under the direction of Zhong Shan. It appears so ordinary, so ordinary, but in Liu Yanyan's eyes, it is thousands of years, one cycle, one hundred cycles.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Mr. Shui Jing, Liu Yanyan's face unconsciously burst into a smile, and the smile was very cheerful, but this smile was not even found by Liu Yanyan. Purely from the heart. Very happy.

Seeing Liu Yanyan's expression, Mr. Shui Jing had a good heart, but according to Zhong Shan's script, he had to pull his face down now.

Walking to Liu Yanyan, Mr. Shui Jing did not touch the guqin, but stared at Liu Yanyan's eyes, sighing slightly.

Seeing Mr. Shuijing's eyes, Liu Yanyan panicked unconsciously.

"I'm leaving!" Said Mr. Water Mirror.

"Let's go?"

"Yes, leave, leave here, leave this sad place." Mr. Water Mirror said with a trace of pain.

Liu Yanyan's heart suddenly sank. The original joy suddenly disappeared.

"Where to go?" Liu Yanyan asked.

"I don't know!" Said Mr. Water Mirror.

Biting his lips, Liu Yanyan said again, "When are you coming back?"

"I don't know, maybe I won't come back," said Mr. Water Mirror.

Liu Yanyan's heart stung when he heard Mr. Shui Jing's words. The whole person was immersed in a sadness. Not coming back? Should he come back?

Mr. Water Mirror walked to the edge of the hall. One by one, he exhausted Liu Yanyan's paintings. He took out a huge booklet, sandwiched them one by one, and put them carefully.

One by one, until fifty paintings were collected, Liu Yanyan rushed over with tears. Stop Mr. Water Mirror from continuing to collect her paintings.

"What are you doing?" Liu Yanyan bit his lip.

"I want to take these paintings away," said Mr. Water Mirror.

"No, you can't take it away." Liu Yanyan shook his head immediately, his eyes flashing with extreme perseverance.

"I have to take it away. This is what I exchanged for sixty pieces. This is mine." Mr. Shui Jing ignored Liu Yanyan and continued to collect the remaining paintings.

When Liu Yanyan heard what Mr. Shuijing said, he was still a bit sluggish, yeah, this was changed by him with sixty pieces of music, but why is he so reluctant? Not willing to paint? Still give up?

After Mr. Shuijing carefully assembled all the paintings, he collected all the storage bracelets and did not talk to Liu Yanyan. He even went to the piano platform and put away his own Fang Guqin.

Without saying a word, he walked out of the hall without mercy.

Mr. Shuijing didn't want to be so heartless, but Zhong Shan's request also had to be done, and he sighed slightly, and quickly walked out of Qianyou Princess House without looking back.

Liu Yanyan watched Mr. Shui Jing leave, and the tears that were originally in his eyes could not stop coming out. Looking around, the painting was gone, the piano was gone, the people were gone, everything was gone. Already. Nothing.

Liu Yanyan's heart was extremely grieved and extremely sad, but now he is really empty-handed and has nothing.

Qin is gone, his hard work is gone, and even people are gone.

Liu Yanyan's incomparable loneliness seems to have been dropped into a corner of the world, to a place where no one was.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? How did the water mirror go?" Princess Qianyou appeared in time.

Shaking his head, Liu Yanyan said, "Qianyou, I'm going back."

After speaking, Liu Yanyan left in a very low mood, and went back to Daxuan Wangfu under the support of a group of subordinates.

Oriental House!

"Why take everything away, painting, piano? Isn't it left to her?" Mr. Shui Jing frowned.

"You are a fan of the authorities, painting, piano, and people? The two have been together for two months. The three are regarded as one in her heart. It is not a profound effect if you go alone. The inflated emotions are all about emphasizing you. Your talent is the most important thing. Rest assured that before the heavens and heavens are opened, you will be able to achieve your wish. "Zhongshan laughed.

"Really?" Mr. Water Mirror unexpectedly said.

"The authorities are confused, you ca n’t see the slight changes. You just follow what I said. The first step is completed. The following is the second step. It disintegrates from inside the Daxuan Palace." Zhong Shan laughed.

"Inside Daxuan Palace?"

"Fan Xiaoying." Zhong Shan said.

"Uh?"

"Fan Xiaoying, the first conspirator of the King Daxuan, the sister of Fan Yipin, is the most concubine of King Daxuan, who is very protective of King Daxuan, and Fan Xiaoying also repels Liu Yanyan a little. Liu Yanyan was in close contact. I have used some obscure techniques to make Fan Xiaoying see clearly. Of course, all the things that she sees are 'critical'. Below she will disintegrate the King of Xuanyan and Liu Yanyan. ' Feelings', the evidence is conclusive. "Zhong Shan drank his tea and said.

A glance at Zhongshan, Mr. Shuijing sighed, this type of battlefield plot was actually used by Zhongshan so exquisitely, it was really evil.