Chapter 194

Ye Yu didn't expect that Han Xue was about to go to the snow country.

Looking at the dark dark night, Ye Yu's eyes are firm. What about the snow country saint? No one can stop the woman I want!

······

this is a luxurious courtyard, pavilions, ancient buildings can be seen everywhere, the winding cobblestone path on both sides, full of peach trees in full bloom, can be called the winding path.

The heavy gate closed tightly, and the plaque on it read two big words, "Tang mansion".

"Roasted Chicken Wings ~ I like to eat..."

melodious songs came from the deep courtyard, which made people swallow their saliva. I have to say that this is a very tasteful song.

A handsome young man, dressed casually, sat on the ground with a brush in his hand and waved it around. He was quite a master of calligraphy and painting.

But his brush was smearing oil on the chicken wings of the grill, which made his grand master's demeanor disappear.

"Young master! Young master! "

A young man in a green coat and a hat trotted to the handsome young man and cried anxiously, "little grandma said that today is her birthday. If you don't take out the gift that satisfies her, you won't come in tonight!"

"What ~!"

The handsome young man threw down the brush in his hand and called out with exaggeration, "is this serious?"

The boy in blue nodded solemnly, "that's what it is!"

As soon as the young man finished his clothes, he waved and shouted, "brush, ink, paper and inkstone serve!"

The little guy in blue grinned, "here you are!"

Whoa!

A long table is placed on the flat ground, and the three foot long drawing axis is slowly unfolded and laid on the table.

Bang!

The exquisite Paperweight is pressed on the drawing axis, and the inkstone is placed at the corner of the drawing axis.

The young man gathered his sleeves, took down a Langhao pen from the pen holder, and covered it with ink. Then he made heavy strokes on the snow-white painting axis, left hooks and right strokes.

The young man in Qingyi stands quietly, and the young people who are worshipped by Lulu look at the dragon flying and the Phoenix dancing. This is the style of the top master!

R / >

after a while, the young man threw the brush in his hand and looked at the ink painting on the scroll with satisfaction.

"Xiaoqiang! Seal! "

"Good!"

The little guy in blue should make a peace, then he takes out a square seal and covers it heavily on the scroll.

"What's the name of your painting, young master?"

The little guy in Qingyi looked at the ink painting eagerly. In a trance, he could smell the strange fragrance of thousands of flowers and see the butterflies dancing in the sea of flowers.

"Young master! Your painting is so good! It's like love! "

The young man in Tsing Yi made a big thumbs up to him and adored his young master even more.

The young man raised his head and put his hands behind him. He said proudly, "this picture is called the picture of spring and autumn fragrance! It's the name of your little grandma! "

"Good! Good name! "

The young man obviously received a lot of praise. The young man in Green's straightforward praise didn't make the young man proud. He waved and said, "roll up this picture, it's your little grandma's birthday present!"

For a long time I didn't hear the response from the young man in blue. The young man frowned, "what's the matter? Don't do it yet? "

"Little, young master! Yes, someone helped roll up the scroll! "

The young man shouted with discontent, "nonsense! There are only two of us here. How can someone else help? "

"Young master, it's true!" cried the young man in Qingyi anxiously! Have a look! "

The young man returned to his senses, just about to speak, but he was frightened by the scene and grew up.

A hand out of the sky, is holding the end of the scroll, the scroll slowly rolled up.

"Yes, there are ghosts!"

The young man in green cried out in horror and jumped into the young man's arms.

In their frightened eyes, the hands that appeared out of nowhere had already rolled up the picture. When they retracted, they seemed to think of something. They put down the scroll and swept around.

In the end, the hand grabbed the scroll and a wolfpen, retreated and disappeared!