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Chapter 109 Extra Story: Draw the faces of all living beings with the pen and ink in your hand

It was another normal day, the warm sun embraced the earth, and the colors of the rainbow flowed across the horizon.

In order to get more familiar with the scenery in Chang'an City and investigate Ming Shiyin's whereabouts, Lu Yu walked on the noisy and lively streets.

To be honest, even though a lot of days have passed since I just arrived in Chang'an City, every time Lu Yu saw the prosperous scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The heavens and the earth are nothing more than that, right?

Being able to see the smiles of everyone living in a carefree and prosperous age, even Lu Yu couldn't help but be infected and smiled.

However, in addition to smiles, there will naturally be crying and sadness.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are emotions that everyone has, and they are also the appearance of all living beings in the world.

It is precisely because they have their own emotions that people can pursue their own happiness.

Happiness is hidden in the vast world, and it can only be grasped by one's own hands.

Standing on the bank of the long pavilion, Lu Yu looked at the mirror-clear lake in front of him. Li Bai had told him before that this place was also a scenic spot in Chang'an City, named Jingxin Lake.

"The surface of the lake is as clear as a mirror, allowing you to see your own heart. Lu Yu, I guess you also have a lot of troubles? How about going there to relax."

That was his advice to Lu Yu when he invited Li Bai to drink.

troublesome things

Indeed, not only Yaotian's actions, but also Ming Shiyin's ambitions, including Di Renjie's absolute justice, were all things that made Lu Yu feel overwhelmed.

However, staring at Jingxin Lake, the long stream of thin water, the slight rippling of the blue waves, and the small ripples that spread out gently are indeed a restless heart that gradually calms down.

"Hey, little brother, you are blocking me from copying."

However, when Lu Yu was admiring Jingxin Lake, a hearty and clear voice came from behind.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing the man behind him wearing neutral and handsome trousers with flowing long sleeves, he doesn't seem to be very old, and his face is extremely handsome, and his face is as smooth and tender as a girl's.

When did this guy appear behind him?

He didn't even notice it himself, it seems that he has something.

However, since he said that he came to copy it, he must be a painter, so it doesn't matter if he lets it go.

So, Lu Yu silently turned to the man's side.

"Thank you."

The man smiled and thanked Lu Yu.

"you"

Lu Yu frowned slightly, because the voice of the man in front of him really didn't sound like a man full of air, but had the gentleness of a girl.

Take a closer look, although the man's face is like beautiful jade, with a heroic air, giving people a heroic feeling, but it always makes Lu Yu feel as if he has seen it somewhere.

"what happened?"

Looking back, the man also frowned.

It was the first time for him to be stared at so carefully by a man.

"It's nothing."

Lu Yu soon felt relieved. From the various details of the "man" in front of him, he could deduce that "he" was probably a woman disguised as a man.

The "man" didn't say much, just turned around.

From the package he carried with him, he took out a writing brush and a post for calligraphy.

"Hey, aren't you a painter?"

Lu Yu originally thought that she would take out a brush and drawing paper, but he did not expect that she would take out a brush and a calligraphy post.

"When did I say I was a painter?"

Gazing at Lu Yu, the "man" stared at the Jingxin Lake in front of him as if no one else was there. At the same time, the brush in his hand also started to move.

Dragons fly and phoenixes dance, pen and ink startle Honghong.

When the vigorous pen and ink fell on the calligraphy, it seemed like a bud in bud, and it bloomed in an instant, blooming into a coquettish peony.

The erratic and agile freehand brushwork, hearty writing, as if the elegant figure is constantly shuttling in the battlefield.

The strokes and strokes left behind are like the unrestrained, confident and unrestrained expression on the face of a "man".

The rise and fall of the pen is the wonder of the three ends, and the innocence of the ink is the mystery of the six arts.

It seems that even her body is integrated with the brush and ink, and the two dance together to paint the appearance of everything in the world.

Ordinary calligraphy posts can't contain the infinite mystery and magical power contained in the brush and ink, even Lu Yu admired it.

"Good calligraphy! It shouldn't be said, what a wonderful power!"

Lu Yu couldn't help applauding and applauding.

"Oh? Can you discover the mystery in my pen and ink?"

Hearing Lu Yu's admiration, the "man" turned his head in surprise.

"I don't know anything about calligraphy, but I can feel the infinite mystery and power from your brush and ink."

"I always feel that you are not copying, but writing about everything in the world."

Lu Yu laughed.

"Hey, then you have some skills."

Looking at Lu Yu again, the "man" felt more and more that the handsome young man in front of him was not an ordinary person.

"What's your name?"

"Lu Yu."

"Lu Yu, you can call me Wan'er."

Wan'er smiled and said, it's rare that there is someone who can comprehend the relationship between heaven and earth from her pen and ink, which makes her feel like she has met a bosom friend.

Waner

After listening to the woman's self-introduction, Lu Yu couldn't help being stunned.

Vigorous pen and ink, and calling himself Wan'er, could it be that standing in front of me, this handsome "beautiful man" is Shangguan Wan'er? !

More or less surprised and unexpected, because Lu Yu didn't know that Shangguan Wan'er was actually a big man in men's clothing

However, there is one thing to say, such a neutrally dressed Shangguan is indeed very handsome and chic.

However, Shangguan Wan'er didn't know that Lu Yu had already recognized her identity, and she still said enthusiastically: "Lu Yu, take a look, is my calligraphy perfect?"

Shangguan Wan'er was born in an aristocratic family. Although she was a girl, she was raised as a boy with an unruly personality, so she didn't feel uncomfortable being with the opposite sex.

"Oh, very good, very good, very good!"

Lu Yu gave a thumbs up and directly gave five stars.

Although he didn't know much about calligraphy, Lu Yu felt that Shangguan Wan'er's calligraphy was indeed perfect based on his own feelings.

"No, it's not enough"

However, receiving Lu Yu's perfect evaluation, Shangguan Wan'er's face did not reveal a look of joy.

"Lu Yu, do you know why I came here to copy calligraphy?"

"Because you want to see your own heart from Jingxin Lake, and copy your own heart, maybe it can make you feel relaxed."

Lu Yu guessed.

"You're half right."

Shangguan Wan'er shifted her eyes to the clear lake, and said silently: "I have always wanted to seek my true self from pen and ink."

"However, if you haven't seen the vast world and the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world, even if you have a pen in your hand, you can't describe the pursuit in your heart."

I can outline great rivers and mountains with calligraphy and brush and ink, but I can't describe people's hearts.

Why is there such a trouble, apart from the fact that the empress has been pursuing the power of the devil recently, and her own persuasion has been fruitless, there is also that seductive smile in her mind, and the lingering nightmare.

Is the real self the external strength or the inner strength?

Shangguan Wan'er couldn't figure it out, so she could only pick up the pen and ink, and walk the streets and alleys in Chang'an City, outlining the great rivers and mountains, and at the same time depicting everyone's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

It's just that my own emotions can't resonate with it. If the pen and ink have no muscles and bones, what's the use of writing.

"Since you have a pen in your hand, if you draw all the faces of all living beings, sooner or later, you will understand."

Lu Yu was not very clear about Shangguan Wan'er's troubles, so he could only comfort him with his own understanding.

"Painting the faces of all living beings?"

"That's right, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are emotions that everyone has, and it is precisely because of these emotions that we have the dreams and happiness we want to pursue."

"It's not just pen and ink. Put your heart into everyone's emotions, play their roles, and experience their lives. Maybe you can find what you're looking for."

It was getting late, and the setting sun slowly radiated its final brilliance, heralding that a new round of night was coming.

"It's getting late, I have to go to my business."

It was getting late, and Lu Yu still had to continue to investigate the matter about Yaotian and Ming Shiyin's conspiracy.

Seeing Lu Yu's figure disappear by the side of the long pavilion, Shangguan Wan'er also lowered her head, silently staring at the brush in her hand.

"Use the pen and ink in your hand to paint the appearance of all living beings"

Perhaps, Lu Yu is right, he should not only copy on the calligraphy, but also engrave the joy, anger, sorrow and joy depicted on the pen and ink into his heart.

Only when you experience the different lives of others, will you have a clearer understanding of the life you desire, right?

Holding the brush tightly, Shangguan Wan'er's unrestrained figure was stretched extremely long by the bright red sunset.

(End of this chapter)