This is a hidden studio, a small room of more than 40 square meters, with walls and rooms full of paintings.

And they are all Western landscape oil paintings. I have to say that these Western paintings are realistic, each one looks like a photo. I don’t know why there is no artistic conception and a lack of beauty!

Look at these are Ba Xiangsong's own masterpieces.

There are oil paintings all over the wall and several large easels stacked in the center of the room. Almost all of them are filled with various flowers and plants. There are also many paper balls on the ground, all of which are discarded art works.

"This guy is a painting fanatic!" I couldn't help but sigh.

“I have painted so many works, it’s quite real! I’ll catch up on the photos soon!”

At this moment, Bai Jizhong pointed to the two easels in the center of the room.

"Look, these two framed paintings!"

In the center of the room are several large easels, some with white paper and some with works on them.qδ

Only two easels are the most special. All the works on these two easels are framed in glass.

I took a closer look and saw two art works, one with butterflies piercing peonies and one with plum blossoms standing proudly in the snow.

The paper for other art works is all white. Only these two pictures of peonies and plum blossoms, the background is obviously not white paper, such skin color, such texture... it is skin! It is Xixi and the little yellow haired man upstairs.

dignified old lady.

I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body!

Near these two works, there are also copies of these two works on easels.

Ba Xiangsong didn't know how many times he copied these two skins, from the pattern of the petals to the overall layout, from the color to the details. With the naked eye, he could see that the copied skins were already in shape.

But for some reason, they are all the same peony pictures, the same plum blossom pictures. The original version of Lu Zhonghua’s tattoo seems to have some unique aura. That peony picture makes people feel graceful and luxurious. Yes.

It fills people's minds with imagination, the dazzling decorations, the extremely prosperous Tang Dynasty, the noble queen, the lord of flowers, peony, which makes people feel thrilling when they see it!

Although Ba Xiangsong's copy version has the same peonies and the same outline, it looks like a painting. It is beautiful, but has no aura.

There is also the plum blossom picture of Lu Zhonghua's tattoo version. The two winter plums are so strong and the blade is so sharp, but it makes people look a bit desolate.

The plum blossoms copied by Ba Xiangsong are just plum blossoms. They are ordinary and beautiful, but they appear lonely and forgetful!

It turns out that art is really about spirituality. Just like home, the same story, when some people tell it, will make people cry and touch the soul. Some people tell it, but it is so cold and cold that it makes people cry.

People are boring and life is boring.

I looked at the discarded paper balls on the ground again, and they were all copied peonies and plum blossoms.

I took a deep breath and spoke frankly.

"It seems that Ba Xiangsong is just a nymphomaniac. He has no perverted desire to kill people. It's just for painting!"

Bai Jizhong also said.

"After Lu Zhonghua had a car accident, he could no longer pick up a paintbrush. He burned all his life's work, humiliated Ba Xiangsong in every possible way, and never painted landscapes again.

That's why Ba Xiangsong decided to get Lu Zhonghua's only three landscape tattoos in his life.

However, Ba Xiangsong was a lunatic for killing two innocent women for the sake of painting! Painting comes from the heart. When Lu Zhonghua saw Xixi who had just gone to sea, she was not very young, but her face was rich and her eyes were full of hidden ambitions, she was so moved.

With a swipe of his pen, he drew a picture of peonies with his hand.

There is wealth, prosperity, strength, and desire in the heart. The peonies painted certainly look proudly at the crowd, making people feel awe.

Lu Zhonghua saw the old lady in cheongsam upstairs in her house. She had lost her son, but she was still so aloof and elegant. A branch of cold plum blossoms was calm and heartfelt, full of respect for the old lady. How could the painted plum blossoms not be arrogant?

Can it be holy?

But Ba Xiangsong has no heart at all! Without the heart, there is no realm, and he cannot enter the realm of painting. No matter how many techniques he uses and how exquisite his brushwork is, all the things he draws are dead objects without souls!

Ba Xiangsong is destined to be bad at painting in his life. He is only suitable for painting murders (this chapter is not finished yet!)

Chapter 285 The most amazing artwork

Demons are only suitable for painting rotten, twisted and dirty..."

Bai Jizhong said that he was full of indignation and impassioned.

I couldn't help but patted Lao Bai on the shoulder.

"Stop talking! My sister-in-law is still downstairs! If we waste our time for a while longer, my sister-in-law should let that person named Ba knock her down!"

This Bai Jizhong, when did it happen, and it’s still here! Bao Kerong is drinking red wine, eating steak, and lighting red candles with that pretty boy. When the wine is strong, the love is deep. Even if he doesn’t let that

The man surnamed Ba was killed. If the two of them drink and have sex again, this old white man will have another cuckold on his head.

When Bai Jizhong heard what I said, he shouted: "It's okay!" and rushed out of the room.

I also hurriedly followed behind Bao Jizhong and ran towards the first floor.

As soon as I reached the stairs on the first floor, I saw rose petals everywhere.

The atmosphere is quite romantic! What kind of symphonic piano music is echoing in the air?

Walking further down, I didn't hear the sound of people drinking wine. Instead, I saw a black figure on the back, and a patch of white that suddenly appeared in spring!

Oh my God! We're already too late!

Bao Kerong had been stripped naked by Ba Xiangsong, and he was lying naked on the wine table, with his back facing upwards. Looking around, there was a whole back of Bao Kerong's dazzling epiphyllum.

The epiphyllum was originally white, but the pure white color of the tattoo looked too dull. The epiphyllum tattoo on Bao Kerong's back was all outlined with ink lines.

The lines are like ink painting, but they can outline such extreme and pure white.

The tattoo that Lu Zhonghua is most proud of in his life is not made with the brushstrokes of Western oil painting, but with the illusive and ethereal Chinese ink painting.

That epiphyllum is not realistic at all, but its beauty touches the soul. There is a hint of coquettishness mixed in the holiness, so sexy, but it is also pure and pure.

I don’t know why, when I saw the peach blossom behind Bao Kerong, I seemed to be able to see Lu Zhonghua’s extremely exciting heart.

He is both a talented art master and a wanderer who is nostalgic for nightclubs. One good and one evil, one yin and one yang, but these two personalities are so perfectly embodied in this short-lived flower.

Such a beautiful epiphyllum, coupled with Bao Kerong’s body that is as white as gelatin!

This is art! This is truly the most beautiful art I have ever seen in the world!
Chapter completed!