Yunnan-Guizhou Province.

A certain village in a southern town.

Liu Yan'er has finished worshiping, but her eyes are still a little red and swollen.

More than twenty years have passed and it is not easy to find my hometown.

Fortunately, the old village chief of this remote mountain village is kind-hearted and has been helping to clean the ancestral hall over the years, otherwise this place would have become a wasteland long ago.

It was the old village chief who helped set up the memorial tablet.

After Liu Yan'er paid her respects, she went to thank the old village chief again, and then the two of them embarked on their journey back to Jiangnan Province.

When passing by a small town, I suddenly heard a noise. After asking, I found out that Master Yunlu had appeared in this small town and was painting for everyone on the spot.

Master Yunlu is a well-known figure in the world of calligraphy and painting.

His appearance naturally caused a commotion.

Liu Yaner's jade fingers squeaked as she pinched it, and she snorted: "What a master Yunlu, I would like to see what kind of person he is!"

She had just finished paying homage to her parents, and she was depressed and wanted to hit someone. Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, she happened to meet Master Yunlu's impostor. Shouldn't she catch him and let him vent?

Liu Yan'er knew that Xiao Lu Yun was Master Yunlu, so the so-called Master Yunlu was undoubtedly a fake.

Lu Yun grabbed the hot-tempered girl and said with a smile: "Let's go take a look first and then talk!"

He wore a black peaked cap on his head, covering his shiny bald head, and his face was also dressed in sunglasses and a mask, which concealed his identity very well.

This is the trouble with public figures.

It would be quite troublesome if someone recognized him as Lord Yuntian.

Lu Yun really misses the time when he walked struttingly on the bustling streets, but no one knew that he was Lord Yuntian, and he could act like a hooligan as much as he wanted.

Not anymore.

How can the dignified Lord Yuntian act like a ruffian?

Absolutely not!

The two of them followed the crowded crowd and arrived in front of a painting stall, where they saw a slovenly man sitting in the middle of the stall.

He is about forty or fifty years old.

The hair is messy.

He has an unkempt beard and unkempt hair on his temples.

If you put a broken bowl in front of him and say he is a beggar on the street, there is no sense of violation at all.

But what was placed in front of him was not a broken bowl, but a painting stall.

This is amazing.

That slovenly appearance is not called slovenliness, that is called individuality, that is called bohemian and has a proper artistic atmosphere.

On the contrary, it makes people believe that he is Master Yunlu.

Behind this sloppy man, a row of men and women stood respectfully.

One of the short-haired men came out and said, "Everyone, don't be surprised. Our Master Yunlu has always been so unique."

He explained the look of a sloppy man.

The onlookers cheered and praised.

An artist is an artist, and his realm is high. He no longer sticks to his external image.

What people pursue is the height of their thoughts.

Admire and admire!

Listening to the compliments from the people around him, the short-haired man showed a satisfied smile and continued: "This time our master Yunlu came to Yunnan and Guizhou Province to collect works. Suddenly he became very interested and had an overwhelming desire to create, so he decided to give everyone a wave of benefits. On the spot

Make two paintings.”

After the short-haired man finished speaking, there was a burst of applause from all around.

The short-haired man was quite satisfied. He bent down and asked the sloppy man respectfully: "Master, do you want to start now?"

The sloppy man didn't speak, but nodded lightly.

So the short-haired man said to the row of men and women behind him: "The master said that he wants to paint now, please unfold the paper."

"yes!"

Several people worked together to pull apart a pale scroll that was 1.5 meters high and nearly three meters long, keeping the surface of the scroll flat.

The short-haired man handed the ink pen to the sloppy man and said: "Master, please!"

"No need."

Unexpectedly, the sloppy man pushed the ink pen away, poured a large gulp of strong wine into his mouth, then stood up suddenly and directly dipped his palm into the ink soup.

Turn around and look at the huge pale scroll.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

Full of style.

Immediately afterwards.

"Haha!"

A loud roar suddenly erupted from the sloppy man's mouth, lifting the spirits of everyone around him instantly, and he himself felt as if he had suddenly received a shot of blood.

Instantly entered a state of madness.

He dipped his hand in ink and quickly painted a picture of dragons and tigers leaping on the pale scroll.

After some vigorous operations.

The sloppy man paused and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

The madness disappears instantly.

The sloppy man sat back down in the middle of the painting stall, looking calm and relaxed. He never raised his eyelids and didn't even look at the onlookers around him.

However.

The onlookers were all stunned.

It’s not that the sloppy man’s painting skills are so superb, but because they simply can’t understand this sloppy man’s ‘masterpiece’!

In other words, even if you let a child go over and urinate, the outline of the shape will be more beautiful than him.

Commonly known as ghost painting talisman!

Is this guy really Master Yunlu?

Everyone couldn't help but have some doubts.

At this time, the short-haired man spoke again, with an enigmatic smile and said: "Everyone, I know you are all confused now, but it doesn't matter, I will explain it to you."

"In fact, our master Yunlu has been trying new painting styles. The work in front of us is the latest painting style that the master has realized."

"We all know that Master Yunlu's works focus on artistic conception rather than form. This work is a continuation of the master's consistent stream of consciousness. The 'form' is directly removed, leaving only the 'meaning' in it. It is a kind of

A more advanced realm of painting.”

"..."

The short-haired man finished explaining.

The surrounding onlookers looked at each other in shock.

Of course they all know that Master Yunlu uses a stream of consciousness style, but your stream of consciousness is too conscious, right?

Ask him yourself, can you understand what he drew?

I can still draw this effect even if I hold a pig in my arms.
Chapter completed!