What about the soft and cute bamboo horse I am a freshman?

When Jinshi saw Liang Fang for the first time, he had a deep understanding of what it means to be "other people's child".

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he exchanged greetings with Liang Hang, the national teacher. Liang Hang was a refined and handsome painter of arrays. Jinshi had only experienced the powerful and introverted aura in Yuanchu.

A little boy who looked very much like Liang Hang stood aside obediently. He looked like a gentle adult. Like his father, he was very calm at a young age.

Seeing Jinshi looking at him curiously, the boy gave Jinshi a polite smile that was just right.

Jin Shi immediately smiled back, and presented two sweet little pear dimples as a gift.

"This is the dog Liang Fang," Liang Hang brought Liang Fang in front of him, "I just passed my birthday last month, and I am already six years old."

Jin Shi snapped his fingers, and Yuan Chu patted the back of his head without looking at him: "Forget it, he is three months older than you."

Jin Shi "oh" for a moment, then smiled softly and called out to Liang Fang: "Brother Afang~"

There is nothing out of the ordinary, but also with a pretentious coquettishness.

This is usually Jinshi's tone when facing a beautiful big sister. He knows that his tone will attract pity from his sisters, so as to achieve the purpose of cheating food and drinking.

But this time the opposite was a little boy who was only three months older than him, so to speak, the same age.

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, he saw that the child was trembling when he was called by his bad apprentice, and the arc of the corner of his mouth could not be maintained, as if he wanted to turn around and leave immediately. He nodded and said in a clear voice, "Hello."

Then the child respectfully saluted Yuan Chu: "I have seen Yuan Jiuyao."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he couldn't hold back, and said to Jin Shi what most parents would say to their own monkeys——

"Look at people!"

Jin Shi blinked innocently, and Yuan Chu brought him in front of him: "This is my apprentice, Jin Shi."

Jin Shi imitated Liang Fang and bowed to Liang Hang: "I have met Master Liang Jiuyao!"

Jinshi, who didn't know which name to use, simply stacked all the prefixes. Yuanchu felt heartbroken, but Liang Hang laughed, stretched out his hand and rubbed Jinshi's head: "How are you?"

Then Liang Hang told Liang Fang: "Take my younger brother to play in the back, and I will call you when the meal is ready."

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, he noticed that Liang Fang's little brow frowned, and he couldn't help but secretly pinch his hapless child.

"Don't make trouble, listen to what others say."

With a wave of his little paw, Jin Shi happily ran towards his new friend while saying "Don't worry, Master".

"Let's go!"

Seeing Liang Fang's hand clenched and then let go at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the little adult led Jin Shi the way: "This way please."

He once again lamented that Liang Hang's education was really good, and he wondered if his apprentice could train him like this for a while.

Jinshi, who didn't know that his master had already moved to foster care, followed "Brother Afang" very excitedly.

"Brother Afang..."

Liang Fang trembled again when he heard this address, and tried to maintain his voice and said: "Just now I heard Yuan Jiuyao said that I am only three months older than you, you don't have to call me 'brother', just call me by my name."

Jinshi wondered if people in the capital speak so politely?But he still called out kindly: "Okay, Afang."

Liang Fang opened his mouth, wondering if he could be called by both his first and last name?I'm not that familiar with you.But think about it or give up, after all, he is Yuan Jiuyao's apprentice, and he still respects Yuan Jiuyao Liang Fang.

Liang Fang was not a talkative child, but Jinshi was chatty and kept asking questions along the way. Liang Fang, out of the friendship of the landlord, answered everything he could. Until he saw a corner of the study, Liang Fang Just now he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's here," Liang Fang pushed open the door of the study and stood at the door, "Please come in."

When Jinshi stepped across the threshold, the first thing that caught his eye was a screen with a picture of mountains and rivers hanging on it. The picture was not a simple ink painting, but a painting formation. One or two small birds flew out to another hill.

On both sides of the screen are shelves full of books. Liang Fang took Jinshi around the screen and walked to the inner room. In the inner room was a large rosewood desk with a pen holder on which hung books of different specifications. The writing brush, next to the pen stand is also a pen, this pen is different from the writing brush, it hangs above a sunken jade, Jinshi feels that there is aura flowing there.

This is Lingzhi, a special pen used to help the painters gather aura and concentrate the aura more precisely on the lines of the formation.

Liang Fang pointed to the bookshelf next to the small couch next to the desk: "There are a lot of books here, please take them as you like."

Jin Shi was taken aback, and he looked at Liang Fang aggrievedly. He clearly remembered that what Liang Jiuyao said just now was "Take him to play", "Play"!Why study now?

But Liang Fang had already unfolded a book, picked up the spirit stick and began to dip in the ink to draw a picture.

Jin Shi rubbed to Liang Fang's side, watching him concentrate on writing the pen, Mo Yin landed on the paper under the guidance of spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy wandered in the ink.

Jin Shi glanced at the book in front of Liang Fang again, and the page of the formation in the book gradually overlapped with the formation in Liang Fang's pen.

Jin Shi understood: "Are you copying the manual?"

The painting spectrum is also called the formation spectrum, which are complete formations that have been verified by countless predecessors. Generally, the formation masters rely on the mapping spectrum to learn and use the formation method, so copying the mapping spectrum and memorizing the mapping spectrum are the basic methods of the formation division master. compulsory course.

Liang Fang flipped his wrist, and neatly closed his pen, completing a sheet music.

He moved his wrist and nodded: "Yes, there are still thirty scores left to draw today."

Jin Shi was shocked, thirty!

"Why are you copying these..."

"I have to recite it," Liang Fang said as a matter of course, and then asked, "Don't you usually recite it?"

Jin Shi was just about to ask why he was memorizing that thing, then he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Hey, have you ever memorized "Lanzhi Liu Xin Pu"?"

Liang Fang had no choice but to turn his head, and said with some surprise: "Isn't that one of the four basic drawing notes learned at the time of enlightenment? I memorized it when I was three years old, and it contains some basic formations."

Jin Shi, who has never memorized it so far: ...

"That..." Jin Shi wanted to change the subject, he took out two small paper bags from his sleeve, and handed one to Liang Fang, "Candy? Pear paste candy, for autumn."

Liang Fang looked at the crumpled paper bag, and moved it to the side indiscriminately: "Thank you, I won't eat it, you can eat it."

Then he stretched out his hand to flip the book, but he was blocked by Jin Shi.

"What is this formation for?" Jinshi's cheeks bulged out, and he said vaguely with sugar in his mouth, "What is written in this book? What wind...turns into rain..."

As long as Jinshi can remember, he has been running around with Yuanchu, but he has not been enlightened in a serious way, and he has not yet read all the characters.

"The formation of violent wind and rain," Liang Fang picked up the book and turned the page, and began to draw the next formation. "This is a type of defensive formation in the fighting formation."

Jin Shi tilted his head: "Fighting formation?"

Liang Fang said "hmm" and stopped talking.

Jin Shi stretched out his arms, wanting to take the piece of paper he drew just now.

Liang Fang had to stop writing, turned his head and asked him, "What do you want to do?"

Jinshi pointed to the formation and said, "This is not a fighting formation."

Liang Fang was taken aback, he took the book and turned back to the page just now, pointing to the short paragraph of text and introducing it to Jinshi: "This is the fighting formation."

Jinshi shook his head: "I don't know many characters, so I can't understand this, but the aura you drew, the flow of spiritual energy on it is not a fighting formation at all. Either the book is wrong, or you drew it wrong."

Jin Shi's words made Liang Fang's face turn cold.

As the only son of the national teacher Liang Hangliang Jiuyao, Liang Fang learned how to hold spirits before he even learned to walk. Although he is not very old, he has memorized a lot of manuals. His current drawing array level can reach the lowest level of the drawing array division The ability to write Qingyin is far superior to that of his peers.

Now a child who is three months younger than him says he made a mistake.

"I won't draw the wrong formation." Liang Fang said coldly.

Jin Shi nodded: "Then the book is wrong."

Liang Fang picked up the book and showed the cover to Jinshi: "This is the Beiyazhen Examination Manual issued by the Department of Painting and Chengyuan."

Huichengyuan is an institution under the Department of Painting Arrays. It is responsible for publishing teaching books about painting arrays, from the enlightenment of painting arrays to the examination of painting spectrums.If a painting array master wants to enter the painting array department, he must pass the array exam, that is, he needs to purchase the array exam painting manual issued by the painting Chengyuan.Liang Fang is the only son of the national teacher, and the book he got must be the official picture book produced by Hui Chengyuan.

The implication of Liang Fang's words is that Jin Shi made a mistake with empty words.

But Jinshi didn't seem to hear his implication. He took the picture book and compared it with Liang Fang's picture, and they were exactly the same.

He put down the book and picked up the formation: "Why don't we try it?"

Liang Fang looked at him: "You know how to fight?"

When Jinshi heard this, he felt embarrassed: "I hate fighting formations."

Hate, but will.

Liang Fang nodded: "That's fine, then you attack me with a wind-like formation, let's see if this formation is useful."

The formation drawn on the formation paper will leave a point where the aura is activated, and leave it to the formation painters to verify the effect.

Liang Fang and Jin Shi stood in the yard, holding that point in their hands, looking at Jin Shi who was empty in his hand.

"Don't you use spiritual attachment?"

Jin Shi pretended to raise his hand: "I don't need spiritual attachment."

Only then did Liang Fang look at him squarely, a little surprised: "You can already use the spirit to perform formations?"

That is an ability that only a painter who has reached the magic brush stage can have, but...Liang Fang looked at Jinshi suspiciously, he is so young, even Yuan Jiuyao's apprentice, he shouldn't...

Jin Shi raised his chin: "Hmm, are you ready? I'm going to start!"

Liang Fang stopped himself from thinking about it, holding the spirit stick in one hand and holding up the paper with a serious face. The spirit stick was on one point, and the spirit energy began to surge: "Come on!"

Jin Shi took a deep breath, put his hands together on his chest, and murmured: "Taishang Laojun Honghuang Dadi Sanmai Zhenhuo listen to my orders—"

Liang Fang, who couldn't understand what Jin Shi was saying at all, couldn't help tensing up.

After brewing for a long time, Jinshi suddenly shouted!

"Hey! Ha!"

Liang Fang's hand pressed hard at the right time, and the aura point was supposed to activate the formation!

Nothing happened.

Liang Fang blinked, and he looked at the formation in his hand in disbelief.

The aura entered into the formation paper, but the formation was not activated.

"Let me just say, it's not a fighting formation at all," Jinshi swayed slowly, "or, it's not a complete formation at all."

Liang Fang looked at the formation in his hand, and asked in a daze, "Then your attack just now..."

Jinshi laughed out loud: "Where is there any attack? How can I draw the formation without the spirit stick, but! When I really become a formation painter in the future, I will definitely be able to do it without relying on external objects." Draw a formation! But—"

Pointing to the paper in Liang Fang's hand, he asked, "This formation is really incomplete... so all the formations in Chengyuan are incomplete like this? You usually don't even try after drawing the formation. Is it?"