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A woman's cry could be faintly heard from the Red Sleeve Pavilion, Su Shiqing followed the direction of the sound and found Yirou with red eyes who was crying in the attic.

A dance dress was hanging in front of her.

The immaculate white fabric was rusted with exquisite cloud patterns, the texture was as bright as snow, and it shone like starlight under the sun, but it was splashed with large unsightly ink stains.

Yirou caught a glimpse of a man standing outside the door, covered her mouth and screamed in fright.

"You, who are you?"

Su Shiqing quickly waved her hands and said, "Don't be afraid, I have no malicious intentions!"

Yirou calmed down, felt that his face was somewhat familiar, thought about it carefully and found that it was the painter she met last night, so she relaxed her guard.

"You... what are you doing here?"

"Just now I heard that ink was splashed on Miss Liu's dance dress, so I came here to take a look."

Yirou sobbed a few times, with tears in her eyes: "I don't know who has tampered with it. If my mother finds out about it, I will definitely have my legs broken!"

Su Shiqing quickly comforted: "Don't cry, let me find a way."

Yirou raised her tearful eyes and asked doubtfully, "What can you do?"

"I'll take a look at it first."

Su Shiqing picked up the dance gown, shook it out and spread it on the ground. There were several places contaminated by ink stains, especially the ink stains on the chest and hem were particularly conspicuous.

"Please take Miss Rou as your subordinate to study ink."

Su Shiqing rolled up her sleeves while talking, and then took out a brush from the painting tube.

Yirou didn't know what he was going to do, but she still wiped away her tears and helped him grind ink: "What does Mr. Painter want to do?"

"remedy."

Su Shiqing picked up the paintbrush and filled it with ink, and then sketched a rough pattern in the air against the smudged areas, and quickly wrote down the pen after confirming what pattern he wanted to make up.

Under the guidance of the pen tip, the ink is meticulously smudged along the lines on the fabric, and it didn't take long for it to become a rich and rich peony, and those small splashes also turned into butterflies in the wind under his pen , from a distance, it is clear and thorough, and it is too beautiful to behold.

Yirou was amazed by Su Shiqing's transformation, but he didn't expect that the ruined dance dress turned into a wonderful ink painting in his hands.

"It's amazing! Mr. Painter, how did you do it?"

Faced with Yirou's praise, Su Shiqing remained unmoved, but pondered over the overall picture carefully, always feeling that something was missing.

Finally, he ran to the dressing table, took a few drops from the rouge box, and then sprinkled it on the stamens on the clothes. In an instant, those rich and noble peonies became lifelike, as if they would really emit a quiet floral fragrance.

"Wow!"

Yirou covered her mouth in surprise, watching the young painter speechless for a moment.

At this time, warm applause came from the competition platform, and it seemed that the second competition should be over.

Su Shiqing quickly packed up the painting tools, and said: "The ink is not completely dry yet, so take a fan and fan it. You must wait for the ink to dry before wearing it."

"Mr. Painter, where are you going?" Yirou asked hastily, but Su Shiqing had already run away.

On the other side, in the attic.

After seeing the dance clothes that had been modified by Su Shiqing, Liu Shuying widened her beautiful eyes in shock.

Yirou explained: "Miss, I don't know who spilled ink on the dance dress just now, and it was almost destroyed! Fortunately, the painter I met last night came in time to repair the pattern on it. Now it seems that it is really beautiful. It's over!"

Liu Shuying murmured: "Is that the painter...?"

She was a little overwhelmed, because the ink on the dance dress was actually spilled by herself.She knew that the oiran competition was just a means to increase the status of a singing girl, so she didn't want to be an oiran at all.But now, she couldn't refuse such a set of dance costumes that the painter had put so much effort into.

A quarter of an hour later.

After changing into dance clothes, singing girls with beautiful buns entered the arena one after another.

A soul-stirring piece of music was played, countless delicate and beautiful petals were scattered on the stage, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers fascinated the audience.

In this rain of flowers, the beauties on the stage spread out like blooming flower buds.

At this time, a celestial-looking singing girl in white clothes appeared from among the beauties like an orchid in an empty valley, and slowly came to the crowd with a light and graceful dance.

The cloud shirt on her body, which is smudged with ink peonies, flashes like clouds in the sun, making her look like a hazy flower separated from the fog, erratic like a fairy, perfectly showing her beautiful appearance .

The audience watched Liu Shuying's graceful dance with fascination, and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Liu Shuying's beautiful eyes scanned the audience expectantly, and everyone's heart was beating endlessly, wondering if she was looking at her.

But only she knew that this pursuing gaze was actually for the young man in the audience who was carrying a painting tube.

She danced this dance only for him.

Su Shiqing stared at Liu Shuying's pair of smoky water eyes obsessively, completely immersed in it, unable to extricate herself...

After dancing to a song, there was thunderous applause from the audience, and the sound of surprise and praise was endless.

Liu Shuying bowed gracefully to the audience, looked at Su Shiqing with a slight smile, and then slowly backed away.

The results of the competition came out soon, and there was no doubt that Liu Shuying won the first place and was a well-deserved candidate for the oiran.

After watching the excitement, the crowd faded away.

Seeing that it was late, Su Shiqing mixed in the crowd and left Yihonglou.

Liu Shuying ran to the audience, wanting to express her gratitude to Su Shiqing, but she couldn't find him no matter what.

The entrance of the Puyu Pavilion.

Su Shiqing saw Shao Erxue waiting for him in front of the carriage from afar.

"grown ups!"

Shao Erxue turned her head, finally letting go of her hanging heart, she unconsciously smiled and said, "You're here."

Su Shiqing looked around strangely: "My lord, is it just the two of us?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Su Shiqing: "Where's your bodyguard?"

How could someone like Shao Erxue not have a few servants by his side to serve him?And where did his two guards go, they didn't follow?How strange.

"The two of them have something to do, and they will leave after a while." Shao Erxue seemed to see his doubts, so he smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not the weak scholar you imagined, I'm more than enough to protect you, go up."

Su Shiqing smiled embarrassedly: "Students don't mean that..."

……

Going to the imperial capital, the mountains are high and the road is far away. They stopped and stopped along the way, and experienced many people and things. Therefore, it has been three months since they arrived in Jincheng.

noon.

Shao Erxue and Su Shiqing arrived at Chong'en Temple in the suburbs and took a rest here.

It coincided with the Raw Buddha's Day, and the abbot warmly received them.After lunch, they saw that the murals were being repaired in the temple, but the hand of the master painter was injured, so the repair was delayed.

Su Shiqing looked at the unfinished murals and felt doubts in her heart.

Although the painter showed superb painting skills and painted the Western Paradise like a rainbow, those Bodhisattvas and stories always felt that something was missing, especially the blank part below the mural.

"Abbot, why are the murals below empty?"

The abbot replied: "This mural was originally painted by Master Baide, but he completed his merits and virtues before he finished it, and the rainbow disappeared to the west. Therefore, the mural has been empty for hundreds of years, and no one has been able to fill it up."

"I see."

Su Shiqing stared at those murals, unable to calm down for a long time, as if something was about to come out.

Shao Erxue came to his side and asked, "What do you think?"

Su Shiqing nodded: "I think the murals below were supposed to be about Abi Hell."

"Abi Hell?"

Shao Erxue was a little shocked. How could such a picture of hell be drawn in such a solemn temple?

Even the abbot was surprised: "Why did the benefactor say that?"

"Just as the couplets on both sides of the treasure hall say: 'Wake up to the fame and fortune in the world; call back the lost in the sea of ​​suffering.' I think that the original intention of these murals is to influence and educate those lost people who are chasing fame and wealth in the sea of ​​suffering, so that they can return to the shore, To practice Buddhism, to save lives, to get happiness from suffering. After death, the soul must first go to the underworld to report and accept the judgment of the king of hell. Those who are bad will be punished and sent to hell to suffer, and those who are serious will be sent to the eighteenth floor of hell and will never be reborn. Therefore, I have this feeling. The reason why Master Bai De divided the mural into two parts is to The Western Paradise of Paradise is painted on the top, and Avici Hell is painted on the bottom of the mural to warn the world."

Upon hearing the words, the abbot abbot looked up at the mural and said with emotion: "Amitabha, everything is due to fate. It seems that the donor can have such an idea. It seems to be a destiny in the dark. It is God's will."

"Abbot, what do you mean...?"

The abbot smiled meaningfully: "The donor is destined for this mural, why not stay and finish it?"

"Abbot?" Su Shiqing felt unbelievable.

The abbot nodded, his eyes full of solemn kindness.

Su Shiqing was very excited to get the affirmation from the abbot, so she quickly looked at Shao Erxue: "Brother Han Su, what do you think?"

Shao Erxue was overwhelmed by Su Shiqing's keen insight, so he agreed: "This mural is not far from your fate, if you don't finish it, wouldn't it be a pity?"

He suddenly felt a little envious, envious that Su Shiqing had something that he didn't have, which he had long since discarded, and that was imagination.

Su Shiqing was overjoyed: "Thank you Brother Han Su!"

In order to paint the transparent veil worn by Guanyin Bodhisattva, Shao Erxue thought of a way.He disassembled the brush, covered it with gold and ink with extremely thin brush, and then sketched it stroke by stroke, achieving an effect almost as thin as a cicada's wing, which would also produce a mysterious sense of elegance and elegance under the sun. shine.

There are many figures in the murals, so Su Shiqing worked tirelessly to draw thousands of drafts of figures, and then together with Shao Erxue selected the most suitable ones to paint on.

Ten days later, with their unremitting efforts, hundreds of majestic murals were finally completed.

When the monks saw the murals, they were all shocked by their beauty and greatness.

Starting from "Abi Hell", in the murals: the images of Hades in the Ten Temples are different, but all of them are dignified and gentle, with elegant bearing.Above the trial hall, civil and military judges are listening carefully and recording confessions.Under the hall, the complainant knelt down and said that in the ghost prison with bull head, horse face, ferocious, red hair, etc., the scenes of torture, hooking hearts, gouging eyes, scraping bones, etc. are vivid and lifelike.The content of the picture makes people look eerie, creepy, and shocking. It is simply the best warning picture to educate people to do evil and do good, serve all sentient beings, and keep ringing alarm bells.

Upward is the exquisite Western Paradise of Paradise, with a total of 77 characters, with different postures, ethereal immortals and Buddhas, and different expressions.Some preach and sit in meditation, some worship, some walk slowly, and some slowly dance...these constitute a series of fresh, clear, solemn and solemn pictures of the fairyland of Buddhism.

Shao Erxue, who possesses unique skills, even integrated court painting into it.Whether it is characters, flowers and birds, auspicious clouds, auspicious animals, vegetation, there is no "waste brush", each set of lines is like flowing water, smooth and free, and there is almost no secondary tracing and repainting, which is a miracle.