The whole world is chasing me [Quick Transmigration]

"Hahaha." Ms. Chen stood up holding the rabbit, and counted with her fingers, "I want to eat chicken, duck, goose, beef, mutton, pork, all kinds of big fish..."

"The chicken, duck, goose, beef, mutton, and pork are all gone at night." Lan Chen said, "You can catch a few fish from the pool over there to eat."

"Okay, okay, I want fish too." Ms. Chen clapped her hands and said, "Then I want to eat fish."

"Chen Wei, take your sewing needle and bend a hook to catch a few fish for Miss Chen." Lan Chen said, "By the way, go to the pot to see if there are any leftover rice, and use it as bait .”

"Yeah." Ms. Chen nodded excitedly, "Go quickly."

"Don't be so troublesome." Cang Ning went straight to the dark river, stretched out his hand and directly fished in the cold water, unexpectedly, under the surprised eyes of Lan Chen and Ms. Chen, he caught a big fish that was alive and kicking, and handed it to Ms. Chen. , "Take it."

Unexpectedly, the fish yelled, "Help! Don't eat me!"

This time, it was Miss Chen's turn to look at the fish in horror, not only did not dare to take the fish in his hand, but she was so shocked that she threw the rabbit out of her arms.

"Hey, as a ghost, you really don't have any love at all!" Lan Chen hurriedly caught the rabbit thrown by Ms. Chen, said in her arms with concern, touched the hair, and patted her two pricked up ears. "It's about to give birth..."

Suddenly realizing something, Lan Chen's hand touching the rabbit suddenly froze, pointing to the fish in Cang Ning's hand, "monster! Chen Wei, the fish in your hand is a monster!"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the luthier also turned his head to look at the fish in Cang Ning's hand, and there was a hint of worry in his originally calm eyes.

Cang Ning didn't care about it, and took a look at the fish in his hand: "You don't want it? Then I will throw it back."

"I want." The luthier suddenly stretched out an open hand to take the fish in his hand.

"To anyone, not to you!" Cang Ning unceremoniously threw the fish back into the dark river with a "plop" in front of the luthier, splashing layers of ripples on the originally silent water.

Looking at the ripples on the surface of the water, the luthier's eyes also had a ripple like the surface of the water.

Cang Ning stared at the luthier, and the luthier looked at Cang Ning, and the two looked at each other for a long time, one with anger and disdain, and the other indifferent with no emotion.

Both Lan Chen and Ms. Chen were stunned. Why did the conversation between these two people feel so strange?

"You go under the lamp." The originally silent luthier finally spoke, and said to Miss Chen in a blink of an eye, "Master Lan has to hand in the painting tomorrow."

Ms. Chen pursed her lips reluctantly, but obediently walked to the lamp, and stuck out her tongue at Lan Chen: "Draw me better!"

The luthier took his qin and leaned against the stone wall beside the cave, laid out the cooked silk cloth for Lan Chen to paint, and arranged the paints, and invited him to the stone table to paint.

Lan Chen nodded, stuffed the rabbit into Cang Ning's arms, walked to the stone table, picked up a pen, and asked Ms. Chen, "What kind of look does Ms. Chen want?"

"The current clothes are too ugly. They are painted like butterflies flying in colorful colors." Ms. Chen said happily, "The shoes are bright red and embroidered with phoenixes, and the high bun on the head is full of beads..."

The corner of Lan Chen's mouth twitched, this taste really has a personality.

"Can you draw well?" Ms. Chen asked standing under the lamp, "It's the most popular hairstyle and clothes now. By the way, the most popular makeup is also the most popular! You can't even have yellow foreheads and red flowers. few!"

Lan Chen nodded, thinking that it was a good thing that she walked across the street a few days ago and saw all the girls in the same dress as she said, and the monster she saw last night was also dressed in the same dress as she said, otherwise my strengths would be deep People who can't keep up with fashion don't know what the fashionable clothing and makeup look like.

"Then you draw quickly!" Miss Chen said, "It's very tiring to pose!"

"Hmm." Lan Chen dipped a little ink into the inkstone with the line drawing pen, mixed some water, absorbed some water on the waste paper on one side, and then drew on the cooked silk cloth.For Lan Chen, painting is his life.When painting, I devote myself wholeheartedly, no matter where I am or who the object of creation is, as soon as I pick up the pen, I put all my energy into the tip of the pen, and I don’t care about it.

In the face of art, a lively and active person suddenly injects a calm and solemn temperament. When he lifts his pen, he is the god of this art world.This kind of temperament can even silently infect the people around him like spring wind and rain. Even if they don't understand his painting art at all, they can't help but respect him.

The luthier stood silently by the side and watched him draw for more than an hour. The lines are smooth and natural, and the layers of coloring make the characters more and more vivid. Just a rough outline is already wonderful, and he secretly admires it endlessly.

Looking at Lan Chen's paintings, Cang Ning was both shocked and admired, there are such paintings in the world!The more he sketches, the more layers he paints, as if creating the world, creating a lifelike person on the canvas!It seems that as long as the soul is given, the person in the painting can walk out of the paper!

For a while, the four people in the cave were very quiet, all their hearts were in the painting drawn by Lan Chen.

The luthier nodded, walked up to Cang Ning, and said softly, "Lan Chen's paintings have injected life into them."

Cang Ning was also deeply shocked by the characters in Lan Chen's pen. He came back to look at the luthier, but didn't speak.

"Aning."

That sound seemed to be calling, but also seemed to be a question. Cang Ning glanced at the luthier disdainfully, found a position that was closer to Lan Chen and did not block his light, and continued to watch him paint.

Seeing that Cang Ning still looked like this, the luthier remained silent and stood quietly aside.

This standing, is a whole night.It's just that there is no more vivid picture scroll in his eyes, only the pleasant silhouette of a person with his back to the lamp outlined by the warm yellow light.

The next morning, Lan Chen finished his stunning painting, and Cang Ning's Dabai also gave birth to her litter of soft and cute little rabbits.

It was already dawn, and Ms. Chen's ghost hid underground, but the portrait spread on the stone table in the cave was lifelike, as if Ms. Chen's person was still in the cave.

Lan Chen's creation is very clever, three points similar in shape but very similar in spirit, it does not make it suspicious that he has seen Miss Chen's real appearance, but it can make Miss Chen's charm come alive on the paper.

When General Chen came to pick up the painting at noon, he was shocked when he saw the portrait spread out on the table.I kept my eyes wide open and watched for a long time, amazed.

On the drawing paper about half a person tall in front of him, a lively and pretty girl is smiling and facing the person outside the drawing paper.Every inch of her skin is delicate and even has a real skin tone. Her eyes seem to be able to drip water, and the dancing skirt seems to be blown out of the drawing paper by the wind. As long as she reaches out, she can grab the colorful silk and weave it into a The flimsy dress.

"He has fair skin, big eyes, and a straight nose... um..." General Chen stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly, "Wonderful, wonderful! Although it is not exactly the same as my daughter, it is still the same beauty. Look at this demeanor, this temperament, it's so much like my daughter... woo woo woo..."

While talking, General Chen actually started to cry: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow , she has always wanted to wear this kind of clothes, but I think it looks ugly and I don't let her wear them...Okay, okay, Painter Chen, you are really a god!"

Cang Ning nodded shyly and smiled awkwardly at him.

"Painter Chen! Your painting is really good! I am satisfied beyond expectation!" General Chen wiped away his tears, and took Cang Ning's hand, "I decided to pay you 50 taels more for the balance! Family member, bring 100 taels of silver to Painter Chen!"

The housekeeper took 100 taels of silver and handed it to Cang Ning. Cang Ning quickly waved his hand and said, "We agreed on the price before painting, how can we pay more now. No, no, no."

"Painter Chen!" General Chen said, "Your painting is really good, I am willing to give you more!"

"That's fine." Anyway, I've already been polite, this painting was painted by Xiao Lan, I can't block his way of getting money and pretend to be noble, Cang Ning said, "Thank you, General Chen, then I will accept it."

"Haha. Painter Chen is so refreshing." General Chen nodded with satisfaction, "Today, the Japanese government will hold a little girl's supernatural meeting at Leiyin Temple in Suzhou City. If you have time, Painter Chen can go down the mountain to have a look. Members, lead the way down the mountain .”

Cang Ning felt ashamed and wanted to return all the money to Lan Chen, but Lan Chen refused to accept it.

"It was given to you by General Chen, you take it." Lan Chen said, "I just drew it for you. If you painted it yourself, maybe that General Chen would be more happy to give you 200 taels, haha, like this I'm very happy to think that you don't ask me to lose money now."

"Hahaha." Cang Ning was amused by Lan Chen, thought for a while and said, "We still lack quilts, and the little rabbit is also afraid of the cold and needs a blanket... Why don't we use the money given by General Chen to go down the mountain to change the quilt and a blanket?"

"Okay." Lan Chen clapped her hands and said excitedly, "I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time. Today is the first day of the new year, and the Town God's Temple in Suzhou City happens to have a temple fair."

"You are a ghost, you can't see the sun." Lan Chen turned to the luthier and said, "You should hide in the cave. When we go down the mountain, we will buy you some paper money and burn it for you."

"..." The luthier was speechless.

"Yes!" Cang Ning gave the luthier a blank look, "Don't follow us, we're going down the mountain to play."

The luthier didn't say a word, but with a cold and indifferent face, he silently passed Lan Chen and Cang Ning, and walked out of the cave where the sun was shining brightly.

The moment he passed by him, there seemed to be a gust of breeze blowing on his face, and Lan Chen suddenly felt that he was crushed into the underground dust by the natural spirit of immortality and the wind of king who did not know where he came from.

"Tch..." Cang Ning squeezed out a disdainful voice from between his teeth, and looked at the luthier's cold back, took Lan Chen's hand and ran down the mountain bouncing.