"brush!"
Yu Zhizhou sat up from the bed.
It was the moonlight that came through the window.
I just had a dream, in which I heard a mysterious song. When I was in a daze, I still remembered some of the lyrics. Now that I am awake, as soon as I sat up, the lyrics disappeared from my mind little by little. Yu Zhizhou knew that most of the dreams that ordinary people have are like this. He just felt that the content in the dream should not exist in the real world. He was not surprised by this. What was surprising was the content in the dream.
But he remembered the meaning clearly.
But when doing good deeds, don’t ask ghosts and gods.
But live this life without seeking immortality.
Before the things in his mind were completely gone, he was thinking back crazily, trying to capture the charm.
Where did the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors go? Where are the ministers of the past dynasties?
"Where..."
Yu Zhizhou muttered to himself, you can read it carefully.
Isn't the answer in the next sentence?
But looking at the history of history, who can avoid impermanence?
"Qing Shi..."
Yu Zhizhou understood that this was not his dream.
This is what my husband sent me in a dream.
In the afternoon, the gentleman spoke vaguely. Perhaps he was later moved by his sincerity and sent me a dream letter to inform him that no one in this world can live forever. Otherwise, please read the history books. Even the officials of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors will not be able to stay, and dust will return to dust. After returning home, how can I surpass them in this way?
If you think about it, wouldn't this half-life pursuit of immortality be in vain? How stupid is it to wait until such an age to wake up on this illusory road?
Yu Zhizhou didn't want to admit it or believe it. The result of this burden was too embarrassing, but the mysterious charm seemed to remind him, forcing him to admit it and believe it.
Fortunately, my husband told me again and pointed out another way for me.
It is the path of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Their names remain in the history of history.
Isn't this another kind of longevity?
"Confused, confused...
"Happy, happy..."
Yu Zhizhou muttered softly on the bed.
The people around him were woken up by the noise, and they thought it was a rat that had been causing trouble at home recently. When they found out it was not a rat, they scolded him for being crazy, but he didn't care. He just told his wife to go to sleep first, but he didn't feel sleepy.
Yu Jianbai, Yu Jianbai, you are confused and blind.
Then how come you are not a fairy?
…
There was frost last night, and this morning the sky was a little gray again, and the leaves in the courtyard turned yellow, making Yidu City seem a lot cooler.
Song You painted under the yellow plum tree and on the stone table.
Sanhua Empress stood on the branch, motionless.
This is her third time as a model.
Drawing a cat is very simple. Use thick ink and thin lines to outline the mouth, nose, eyes, and a few strokes for the ears. Then I switched to ink, and with one stroke, the ink immediately spread out along the paper. With just a few strokes, the cat's body and head were blurred out from the ink. With a little modification, it turned out to be a traditional painting cat. .
Then draw the branches and sprinkle plum blossoms with cinnabar, which is easy and freehand.
"alright."
Sanhua Empress couldn't stay still for a long time. After hearing this, she immediately jumped down from the branch and poked her head to look at the rice paper.
"It's a black cat!"
"It's not that dark."
"Mao Mao!"
"Like Sanhua Empress?"
"The Sanhua Empress doesn't know what she looks like, she only knows that she is a calico cat."
"It's based on what Sanhua Empress painted."
"Not a calico cat!"
"I only have black ink."
"oh……"
The Sanhua Cat trailed off and stared at the cat on the rice paper carefully and looked at it again and again: "It turns out that the Sanhua Empress looks like this, and she looks nothing like the clay statues in the temple, nor does she look like the wood carvings..."
"Still a wooden statue."
"Then you can't."
"It's embarrassing."
"There are obviously no flowers on the tree."
"It will bloom in the winter."
"There are flowers on the painting."
"I'll draw it first."
"You doodle."
"..." Song You shook his head helplessly, put down his pen and touched her head, "Ms. Sanhua has been thinking about it all night. Have you decided what spells you want to learn?"
"Think about it! Fire!"
"It's a good choice. When I first learned magic, I also learned the method of moving fire." Song You sat in the room and said to Empress Sanhua, "Water is the foundation of life, and fire is the origin of civilization. Every practitioner should understand the way of water and fire, does Sanhua Empress think so too?"
"The fire is warm! It's amazing!"
"almost."
"When do I start learning?"
"Let me think about it." Song You thought for a while, "While the weather is not too cold yet, I want to go to Qingcheng Mountain outside the city to visit my master's old friend and ask him to bring a letter back for me. If I leave today, I will do it tomorrow morning. Maybe we can go to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain and find the Taoist temple in the evening. In short, it only takes three to five days to go back and forth. After three to five days, I will teach Sanhua Empress the simplest method of spitting fire."
"The method of breathing fire."
"Yes."
"How long will it take to study?"
"That depends on how far Sanhua Empress wants to learn. There is no upper limit to the magic in the world, and the Five Elements method has many branches. According to the spells collected by Fulong Temple, Sanhua Empress can first learn the method of spitting fire. Breathing from the mouth Flame is a method that many monsters and Taoists know well. If you learn it well, you don't need to spit out fire. You can ignite objects with just one breath. If you get more advanced, you can reach out and point your finger, and fire will come. If Sanhua Empress can do it here After studying this road for thousands of years, maybe True Lord Huoyang will make way for you."
"Thousands of years!"
The calico cat opened its eyes wide.
"If you only learn to spit fire, it won't take that long. Maybe three to five months, maybe a year or two, and you'll be done." Song You smiled, "There are also ordinary people who need to learn for more than ten or twenty years."
"Ten or twenty years?"
"That's an artist who travels around the world and performs tricks. He is not a good person himself, so he has to work hard. Sanhua Empress has already refined her form, so it won't take that long."
"One or two years?"
"I will teach Sanhua Empress well."
"oh."
At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside.
"Tuk-tuk."
Song You turned around and opened the door.
The same servant from last night was still outside.
"Good morning sir."
"morning."
The servant held another felt in his hand.
"My Zhizhou said that thanks to my husband's advice last night, my Zhizhou has come to his senses. From now on, he is determined not to pursue immortality and immortality, but to do good things for the people with peace of mind. Thanks to your teacher's advice, my Zhizhou should have come to express his gratitude in person, but he was just confused for half his life. I really don’t have the courage to come back to meet you. I want to give him a gift, but I don’t know what to give. After thinking about it, I saw that winter is approaching and the cold is coming from the north. I happened to get a good Western felt the day before yesterday, so I ordered the villain to give it to my husband. Come. Not to mention resisting the winter cold, spread it in the room, step in and out, practice and sit, it will make the winter more comfortable."
The servant said, bowing deeply and offering his hands.
"Please accept it, sir."
"..."
Song You looked at the neatly folded felt in his hand and stood at the door for a few seconds before taking it.
"Thank you Zhizhou for me."
Seeing that he didn't refuse, it seemed to be different from what he imagined. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then quickly bowed again:
"Thank you sir."
"Please tell the state to live a good life for the people and leave a name in history."
"The villain will definitely bring it."
With a creaking sound, the wooden door slowly closed.
When he turned around, he saw the autumn wind coming in again, trying to lift up the rice paper under the yellow plum tree and on the stone table. The calico cat stood beside the stone table, holding the rice paper with one paw, and stared up at him.
When Song You walked over, it said to him: "Taoist, the cat you drew is going to be blown away by the wind."
"Miss Sanhua is here."
"Thank you, Miss Sanhua."
"Thank you, Miss Sanhua."
"You are Welcome."
"..."
Song You shook his head and smiled, then spread out the felt in his hand.
It seems to be made of pressed wool, not thick, but very warm to the touch.
"It's a piece of cloth!"
"It's felt."
"what for?"
"It's for Empress Sanhua to keep warm."
"Give me?"
"yes."
It happened that the weather was getting cold, but the cat was afraid of the cold and preferred warmth, so he spread it in the room so that he could sit on it when practicing or making tea by the fire. The little feet of the Sanhua Empress no longer felt cold when she came in and out.
This Zhizhou is a bit particular about giving gifts.
No matter how good this piece of felt is, it is not that valuable. Although it does not have the elegance of calligraphy and calligraphy, it does not have the tackiness of valuables. It is an item that can be used frequently, and it is warm and considerate. If it were given as a gift to an ordinary friend, I'm afraid they would often be reminded of where it came from when relying on it to keep warm in winter.
Among the poems read by Song You in his past and present lives, many poets wrote about the paper quilts and furs given by friends when they were trying to keep warm in the cold. It is certainly a beautiful thing to feel the warmth from friends in winter.
"Ah……"
It is rude to come and go without reciprocating.
Song You looked left and right and only saw the painting on the stone table. After thinking about it, he said to Empress Sanhua:
"Miss Sanhua, please lend me a handful of hair."
"What for?"
"For ceremonial purposes."
"What kind of gift?"
"In exchange for Sanhua Empress's felt."
"How much do you want to borrow?"
"A handful."
Song You had already reached out to the calico cat.
The calico cat was still squatting on the stone table, keeping one paw pressed down and unable to draw. However, it lowered its head and stared directly at his hand, as if it was letting him pull but was afraid that he would pull too much. .
"..."
There are only a dozen sticks in one rub.
Song You held it, shook it in the air, and threw it away.
"call……"
A very light sound.
That handful of hair exploded into a small ball of fireworks in the air, leaving behind a cloud of gray smoke that all got into the painting.
The cat in the painting seems to be a little more mysterious.
The wet ink has dried, and the charm is gradually revealed.
Song You picked it up and looked at it carefully. Regardless of his painting skills, the cat was really lifelike. But he had no intention of being complacent and knew full well that it was just a blessing he received from Master Kong.
