Lin Mo was stronger than it, and the little turtle would be his opponent. After being stiff for a while, Lin Mo pressed him into the water basin.
The little turtle immediately retracted into its shell and lay motionless in the water.
Lin Mo took out the wooden brush from the drawer of the wooden table. When the little turtle saw the wooden brush, he stretched out his legs in fear and ran outside.
Now, the little turtle's left leg has healed, leaving only a faint wound.
Lin Mo made it happen. He held down the turtle's shell with his left hand and used a wooden brush with his right hand to brush towards the turtle's shell.
As soon as the brush was brushed down, the little turtle felt as if its fur had exploded, and it bit into the tiger's mouth on Lin Mo's left hand. A drop of blood flowed out of the little turtle's mouth.
Lin Mo continued to bathe the little turtle with a wooden brush nonchalantly.
Once, twice, three times... Tears of pain flowed from the little turtle's eyes, and it bit Lin Mo's mouth and refused to let go.
This is the second time Lin Mo has bathed it. The first time was three years ago. At that time, it was covered with sand. It was impossible to go to bed without a bath. Who knew that it would not want to be washed.
The next day, I spent a whole day with Lin Mo to calm down my anger. I didn't eat for a whole day. In the end, Lin Mo begged it, and the little turtle slowly calmed down, so Lin Mo never bathed the little turtle again.
Lin Modu lamented that sometimes spiritual communication is not necessarily a good thing, as it is too difficult to take care of.
Lin Mo still likes the kind of quiet person, just like her.
Lin Mo quickly washed the little turtle completely with a wooden brush. After washing the little turtle, he released its mouth, and then glared with very angry eyes.
Lin Mo didn't care. He put it on the wooden table and closed the doors and windows to make sure the little turtle didn't run around.
In fact, Lin Mo also felt that he was a little too worried. Every time after taking a bath, the little turtle didn't like to move.
The little turtle huddled in its shell, staring at Lin Mo, wanting to eat him.
Lin Mo went straight into bed and fell asleep. It was not cold at night, but he was not afraid of the little turtle freezing to death.
Turning around to the next day, Lin Mo got up and saw the still angry little turtle, which was exactly what he wanted.
After getting dressed, I came to the wooden table, holding the little turtle in my left hand, and walked towards the seaside.
The waves were still washing up on the beach, covering Lin Mo's bare feet. Lin Mo carefully placed the little turtle on the beach, and even made sure that there were no hidden sea clams.
After confirming that it was safe, he waved the little turtle to swim towards the sea. The little turtle looked back and saw the wooden brush Lin Mo had picked up in his right hand at some point, which seemed to be threatening the little turtle.
The little turtle glared at Lin Mo angrily, and while he was still angry, he swam toward the sea unwillingly, and fell into the sea without a trace.
"Go home, go home," Lin Mo thought to himself until he could no longer see the little turtle, then he lowered his raised right hand.
He also went home.
Today, should we eat dried fish or fish soup?
Or fish soup.
…
In the quiet courtyard of Jinxiu City, Mr. Qin was holding a paintbrush in the main room, but he didn't dare to start painting. That incident haunted him like a nightmare, and now he paints pictures of the Dragon Girl, and every time he paints her face, Sometimes, I dare not write.
Looking at the picture of the Dragon Girl with only her face left, I felt melancholy in every possible way, and finally put down my painting.
What was wrong with him at this time, whether his painting skills had deteriorated or he was too old to hold a brush? Mr. Qin didn't know the answer for a while.
I always feel that my chest is tight, my complexion has always been bad, and my body has become much thinner.
"Master, are you okay?" Lin Xue brought the food, and the sound of Tang Ao practicing very hard could be heard outside. Old Tang was overjoyed.
"It's okay, it's just that I'm old and my paintbrush is dull." Mr. Qin looked at his right hand and felt that he was getting old.
"I see you, you have been staying in this small courtyard, you are stupid." Lin Xue took out the food, Old Tang and Old Xu did not dare to come in, Tang Ao could not go near the main house, and Mr. Qin often forgot to eat. So this important task has always fallen on Lin Xue. After all, Mr. Qin is kind to him.
"You have been very courageous recently. You have only learned a little bit of my skills." Mr. Qin was still very happy. Lin Xue lived up to his expectations. He learned very quickly in just a few months, and even learned a lot of painting skills.
"A heart disease needs a heart medicine. Master, look at this. I'm afraid you'll fall down before I go out. Your signature hasn't been given to me yet," Lin Xue said.
"What else can I do without you? Here." Mr. Qin took out a seal, made of topaz, as long as a finger.
Topaz is as warm as water, and the inside can be seen as clear and transparent through light, giving the eyes a strange brown-yellow look.
Lin Xue grabbed the yellow jade seal, fearing that the master would regret taking it back if he was too late.
Mr. Qin smiled bitterly. This little girl really didn't make him worry at all.
"Master, you are too...how can this seal be shaped like dragon scales?" Lin Xue looked down and couldn't help but said.
It's a bit childish that the extremely important seal is actually made of dragon scales.
"Everyone knows that I love dragon girl pictures. If it weren't for the dragon scales, I'm afraid no one in the court would recognize it." Mr. Qin became helpless. Could it be that this is the first time that this girl knows him.
"Isn't that true, master, do you want to go out with me and relax. I think you don't look good. I'm afraid you won't be able to survive if you stay here any longer."
"What are you talking about? How can you talk like this?" Mr. Qin laughed angrily, shook his head, and finally said helplessly:
"I'm still missing a part of the Dragon Girl picture. Please help me fill in it. If I'm satisfied, I'll join you." Mr. Qin seemed to accept this and said.
"Okay, but I'm not good at my craftsmanship. You can see or not tell me."
"Okay" Mr. Qin agreed without thinking.
Lin Xue came to the painting table and started painting.
Mr. Qin walked to the side and sat down, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating. His cooking skills were getting better and better, and he really sighed in his heart, what kind of man could be so obsessed with his disciple.
Lin Xue was very serious about every stroke. Mr. Qin was quite moved when he saw it. It really looked like he had the same demeanor back then.
"The painting is done, master. Come and take a look." Lin Xue exhaled, rinsed the brush with water and placed it on the pen holder.
Mr. Qin just finished eating, tidied up his appearance, got up and came to the painting table. His face turned dark at the first glance.
"You... are bold!" Mr. Qin said angrily.
She actually pressed a man's face onto the picture of a dragon girl she drew, which was really outrageous.
Men and women have been clearly differentiated since ancient times, how could they draw like this?
"Hey, Master, you just promised me, you can only keep it secret." Lin Xue pointed out the promise just now.
"You...I..." Mr. Qin lost his temper. It was his fault both emotionally and rationally. Firstly, he asked her to draw it, and secondly, he actually agreed.
"This painting skill is exquisite, I'm afraid you have to practice it a lot in private." Mr. Qin suddenly realized that this painting skill is good, but he knew how strong his disciple was, and he obviously practiced it a lot in private.
Mr. Qin carefully observed Lin Xue's painting skills. He had an ordinary face that looked dull, but his eyes seemed to be a bit persevering. The two expressions at once were indeed quite brilliant.
If I had known, Lin Xue had only been studying for a few months, and most of that time was spent memorizing, reciting poems, and appreciating articles.
He probably spends all his private time painting this painting, otherwise it would be difficult to achieve such a mysterious expression. However, not looking at the expression, just looking at the painting skills would be a hindrance.
"Seeing things and thinking about people is the inheritance of the master," Lin Xue joked. There is no denying that now that he has received the master's seal, his affairs are considered stable.
"You... don't learn from good things, but you will be bad at learning." Mr. Qin said a few words angrily, and he didn't say a few words, so the other party wanted to make fun of him.
Mr. Qin really has no temper. If it were Tang Ao, how could he dare to be so presumptuous?
Only his disciple dared to do this.
"How about it? My man is handsome, right?" After Lin Xue got the seal, she finally had the courage to say this.
"So-so, but they seem to match you very well. One is very silly and the other is very fierce."
The tips of Lin Xue's ears turned red and she said softly: "Thank you."
"Now that you've painted it, let's sign it. I, Qin, have always meant adult beauty."
Mr. Qin picked up the brush and waved it a few times, wrote a few words on it, put the brush down, took the red mud from the side and pushed it in front of Lin Xue.
"Master, what do you mean..." Lin Xue rolled her eyes and understood what Mr. Qin meant.
She didn't have any seal to sign it, but the only one was given by Mr. Qin.
This is a seal that even the city lord is tempted by, and now it is being used on a playful painting. The master is really extravagant.
"Then I'm not welcome." Lin Xuechong breathed a sigh of relief at the seal, smeared it on the red mud, and pressed hard on the upper left corner of the picture of a dragon girl with a female body and a male face.
After taking it away, only a dragon scale-shaped seal was clearly visible. Lin Xue looked carefully and could see several small cracks on it, which were very irregular. She knew that these small cracks were the seal. real value.
"You can take this painting." Mr. Qin handed the scroll to Lin Xue, and then asked: "Have you replied to your lover? Now three years have passed and you haven't gone out. Don't let others snatch it." Let’s go.”
Lin Xue took the painting of a woman with a man's face and said, "I sent it out a few days ago. It should arrive today."
After finishing speaking, he added: "How can a woman look at a man like him? He is not good-looking and looks stupid. No woman would look at me with such a lack of vision."
"Now you've changed your words, you are so fickle." Mr. Qin was laughed at by Lin Xue, who looked exactly like a little girl.
"Where are you going?" Mr. Qin asked.
"The scenery there is pretty good at the seaside. Master, it's just a good time to relieve your anger. I see you've been lifeless all day," Lin Xueyao said.
"The seaside? I haven't been there for a long time. It doesn't matter, I'll just go out once this time." Mr. Qin agreed after recalling it.
Now that I am uneasy, I am just drawing a few more faceless pictures of the dragon girl here.
She just wanted to follow her disciple to see her lover, and see if he was really as good as Lin Xue said.
"When will we leave?" Mr. Qin asked as if he couldn't wait.
