My wife is a knife [Sweet Pet]

Rescued seven figures from Fat Jiu's mouth.

Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he stared at the old man's hand with burning eyes. A translucent bug about the size of the palm was wrapped around his right hand, which looked like a long bubble. The ink filaments are constantly changing.

In Bai Qi's eyes, that is money, a lot of money.

Fat Jiu twisted: "I want to eat worms."

Bai Qi held Fat Jiu tightly to prevent him from moving, fearing that he would chew off the seven-figure figure with one mouth. You must know that the worm in the old man's hand is worth 100 million yuan!

This is still the lowest price!

Qu Siyuan smiled and asked Shang Baiqi's gaze: "Little brother, can I let the old man take a closer look at your paintings?" When looking at things, I have to look closely while wearing glasses.

However, when someone else was painting, it would be rude for him to rush over.

Bai Qi's painting was finished just now, the only thing left was the inscription and stamping.The eyes of the old man are very sincere, besides, this is not borrowing money from him, but just looking at the painting.

Taking a step back, he made a gesture of invitation and said, "Please."

Qu Siyuan couldn't wait to take a step forward and looked down at the painting, the expression on his face became more and more solemn, and there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes.He subconsciously murmured to himself: "At first glance, it looks rough, but if you look closely, it is vivid. This kind of skill should not be able to support it..."

He stared at one of the places.

What surprised Qu Siyuan was that Bai Qi's paintings give people the impression of ordinary craftsman's techniques at first glance, like mechanical printing without a little bit of artistic flavor, and the techniques are still ordinary to the public. Entry level.

His seven-year-old grandson is also at this level.

For example, the flowing water in the painting, if he commented on it purely from the aspect of technique, the brushwork is rigid and the lines are rigid.He watched Bai Qi draw it with his own eyes, and he didn't use any difficult skills during the period.However, when you look at it for a second time, you will find that the water seems to be flowing, and suddenly you can even hear the sound of water flowing.

This is what makes him strange.

Craftsmanship and aura coexist, which is too contradictory.

Qu Siyuan said with emotion: "It's strange."

Bai Qi knew Qu Siyuan's doubts.

His painting technique is very ingenious, it is the kind of level that anyone can reach with hard work and practice.It looks good, but it can only deceive laymen who don't understand.

The aura on the painting is not achieved by technology.

Instead, there is a metaphysics bonus.

Bai Qi first learned to draw not as a hobby but for cultivation. What makes a swordsman so good is not the so-called sword skills, but the means of manipulating spiritual power.When painting, the spiritual power is released at the same time, whether it is thick or thin or scattered, or divided or combined or condensed.

What is exercised is the ability to retract and release spiritual power freely, and painting is just a means of cultivation.

Bai Qi got used to it when he was practicing before, and subconsciously incorporated spiritual power into his brush when he was painting.This is true aura, even if it is a childish stick figure with this layer of metaphysical buff, it can be upgraded to a master's work in no time.

No matter how Qu Siyuan thought about it, he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't help but asked himself directly: "Little brother, what kind of technique are you using?"

If I don’t understand it today, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep.

Bai Qi could sense the anxious aura emanating from Qu Siyuan's body, and he had seen the same emotion in the old man Gongshu.If there was one thing that baffled him, it was this.Even though his craftsmanship has reached its peak in the eyes of outsiders, he is still learning new things without interruption.

This is everyone who really pursues art.

Bai Qi respected this kind of persistent and pursuing people. He pulled the piece of paper that Fat Jiu had scribbled on, dipped a pen in ink and drew a straight line: "Look."

Qu Siyuan took a closer look, his eyes widened: "This..."

This is simply impossible.

A straight line, he actually saw the meaning of flowing water!

The vision of wanting water to flow has always been expressed with curves.He has been painting all his life, and he has never heard that the wave of water can be expressed with straight lines.

Bai Qi wiped Qu Siyuan's eyes: "Look again."

Qu Siyuan was stunned for a moment, and when he lowered his head to look at the straight line again, he found a curved light blue light emerging on it, which was constantly twisting, giving people a strong feeling of flowing water. This time he A louder sound of running water was heard.

In the blink of an eye, there was no light or sound of running water.

Qu Siyuan looked back at Bai Qi in astonishment: "You..."

Bai Qi made a silence gesture on his lips.

Fei Jiu took advantage of Bai Qi's slackened attention to break free from the confinement, and both of them came to deliver the food during lunch.Just now he was obsessed with drawing pigs and didn't feel hungry, but now he couldn't help but flew into Qu Siyuan's hand, and swallowed that fat bug in one gulp.

Bai Qi's eyes widened: "One million!"

Qu Siyuan was a little confused for a while: "What 100 million?" Bai Qi's expression was too sad and remorseful at this time, as if he had lost his wife.

Bai Qi clutched his chest.

excruciating pain.

Fat Jiu was lying on the table, hugging his stomach with his wings: "Hi~"

The belly is very round.

He was too full to move, so he turned his head and tilted his head at Bai Qi to kill the cuteness, and proudly said: "Dabai, Jiu ate up the bad bugs, Jiu is great!"

Bai Qi: "..."

It's so good, a million is gone in one bite.

Bai Qi had some trouble breathing, and it was also because he used to say that this type of bug is free and can be eaten directly.Just a few less exhortations, it's all right now.

100 is gone.

The excitement of clearing out the five-figure figure has just been relieved, and the seven-figure figure is simply terrible!

Qu Siyuan saw that Bai Qi's expression was not good, and asked with concern: "Little brother, what's the matter? Are you okay?" Just now, the expression on Bai Qi's expression was ferocious for a moment, which was scary.

Bai Qi shook his head and said weakly, "It's okay."

Qu Siyuan glanced at the red spot on his hand, it was the mark left by the fat bird that seemed to have pecked at the back of his hand just now, it didn't hurt, it was the coldness that he could feel all the time before The feeling also inexplicably disappeared.

Look at the fat bird who is obviously full.

Qu Siyuan asked: "I have...something in my hand just now?"

Bai Qi didn't answer this question, but asked another question: "Everything you touched recently, as long as it is written in ink, will disappear for no reason?"

Qu Siyuan's pupils slightly dilated, then nodded: "Yes."

One day when he was drawing, he suddenly found that all the drawn pictures had disappeared, leaving a blank sheet of paper.Afterwards, I touched other things and repeated experiments before I came to a conclusion. As long as it is written with ink, such as calligraphy and painting, it will be swallowed by touching.

In addition, only good products will disappear, ordinary doodles will not.

Recently, my son has found several masters for him, all from Northwest China.They had never seen supernatural events before, and they had no way to find the master.Actively looking for it is almost desperate, and if I want to give up, the real master will be delivered to my door instead.

Qu Siyuan asked anxiously: "Then do you know the reason?"

At first, he just devoured ink characters, but he was going to die anyway. He has been in the habit of drawing twice a day for many years, thinking that spending a little more ink can save money on paper.It's just that in the past two days, his hands seem to be alone in the cold winter, and they are so cold that they are numb and can't hold the pen.

"Ah."

It was also for this reason that Bai Qi revealed his uniqueness in front of Qu Siyuan.He has a good impression of this old man, and he will expose himself sooner or later if he wants to solve the problem for him, and he doesn't want to use metaphysics buffs to pretend to be highly skilled.

In addition, as the saying goes, you can't do things well without hair on your mouth.

The elders will habitually look down on the younger generation. The fortune tellers under the overpass are all elderly. When they are young, they rashly say that they are 'masters'. No one believes their first reaction.There is also a saying, seeing is believing, directly show your strength to convince him.

Qu Siyuan is convinced now.

Bai Qi continued to ask: "Have you come into contact with ancient books or calligraphy and painting before?"

Qu Siyuan nodded hurriedly: "Yes."

He likes painting. Three years ago, an old friend who was fond of antiques told him that he got a painting by a famous artist and invited him to look at it.When he saw Lie Xinxi, he went there immediately, and when he was appreciating the works, he suddenly had the inspiration to copy, so he got in touch with it for a whole night.

Then the next day, I discovered that my right hand could eat ink characters.

Bai Qi explained, "That's an ink worm."

Born in ancient books, calligraphy and painting, it feeds on ink.

Ordinary people have to offer a lot of ink calligraphy and paintings if they want to make offerings to ink worms, and they can't directly feed him ink, it must be well-written calligraphy and paintings.Because the ink worm was born in the works of famous artists, it is also a picky eater, and the quality of the font is like food.

Those who are not top grade will not eat.

Qu Siyuan offered some food to the ink worm at first, but later, the ink worm started to sleep when he was very hungry.When it fell asleep, it would instinctively release cold air to freeze the body's functions to reduce consumption, that's why Qu Siyuan felt that his hands were so cold that they were numb.

"Now that ink worm..." Qu Siyuan thought of something and looked at Fat Chiu, who was lying on the table with two jios upright, and asked tentatively, "Did it eat it? "After being pecked by the fat bird, the fingers became flexible and the cold dissipated.

Bai Qi nodded mournfully: "Yes."

Eat 100 million.

Qu Siyuan himself could feel that the abnormality disappeared, and immediately asked in a good mood: "Is 100 million a reward? What is your card number, brother, and I will transfer the money to you." Just now Bai Qi raised 100 million , he thought it was a reward.

Bai Qi shook his head quickly: "100 million is not a reward, but the value of that ink worm is worth 100 million in our world." In the world rules, it is defaulted that whoever solves the problems of ordinary people will get what he gets in the end.

Now that Mo Chong was eaten by Fei Jiu, he would not ask Qu Siyuan for the 100 million.No matter how poor you are, you can't lose your mind and follow evil paths. This is a matter of principle.

Qu Siyuan raised his right hand and said: "If you talk about narcissism, my hand is priceless." It's not bragging, the starting price of any painting of his is at least one million.

Bai Qi still refused, and said vaguely: "We have rules."

Qu Si was far from knowing the rules of the other world, and he didn't force money any more.He thought in his heart that such a master with real ability should not be short of money, and after thinking for a while, he took out a gold-plated business card from his pocket and handed it over: "For worldly matters, you can find the old man." He also thought carefully and made friends A true master is never a bad thing.

Bai Qi happily accepted this favor.

Qu Siyuan still felt that the compensation was not enough. To him, painting was a necessity like air, and being able to hold a pen again was like saving his life.The other party does not take money, and I feel uncomfortable if the kindness is not repaid. When I saw Bai Qi's painting: "Little friend, I see that there is a gap in your painting, but there is an inscription? If you don't dislike it, I will give you an ugly sketch." In addition to being famous for his paintings, he is also famous for his calligraphy.

People who can make the ink worm look good are very talented in themselves.

Some people don't like to owe favors, and Bai Qi doesn't like it either.Qu Siyuan made this proposal, and he readily agreed, taking a step back and handing over the pen.

This matter is settled, and everyone is happy.

Qu Siyuan wrote a few lines, and finally took out the seal and ink pad that he carried with him, and stamped his own money.Just this word and this chapter, sold more than one million.

In the end, the two exchanged contact information and said goodbye.

Qu Siyuan still has something to do.

Bai Qi poked Fat Jiu's stomach: "Is 100 million delicious?"

Fat Jiu tilted his head: "Jiu?"

He has no concept of money.

Bai Qi: "..."

Forget it, who made you cute!

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