Chapter 2780 A Natural Landscape Scroll
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Ye Chen
Chapter 2780 A Natural Landscape Scroll
"You... what did you say?!"
Lin Wan'er's understatement made Ye Chen feel numb.
This is not an exaggerated description at all, but he really feels that he is slightly numb from his scalp to his toes!
Lin Wan'er said that she was on the edge of Tianchi 300 years ago and watched the Pu'er mother tree cross the catastrophe. Doesn't that mean that she is now over 300 years old? !
Deep in Ye Chen's heart, he couldn't believe what Lin Wan'er said for a while.
After all, even if a person really finds the way of longevity, it is often one step at a time.
I started to ask at the age of 30, but it is often possible to enter the Tao at the age of 60, [-] or even older.
As one gets deeper into the Tao, one's lifespan becomes longer and longer, but a monk over a hundred years old, at most, retains the appearance of being around 60 years old like the Earl of the Po Qing Society.
If Lin Wan'er is really more than 300 years old, she must be at least 70 to 80 years old, or even [-] to [-] years old. How could she always have the appearance of [-] or [-] years old?
Even if I am already in my 20s, and I am not yet 30, it is absolutely impossible for me to return to the state of seventeen or eighteen.
Seeing that Ye Chen didn't seem to believe what she said, Lin Wan'er asked nervously, "Is the young master joking with the young master because of the slave family?"
Ye Chen nodded subconsciously, then shook his head, and said, "I'm just a little shocked..."
As he said that, he asked curiously: "Why do you suddenly call me son and call yourself slave?"
Lin Wan'er laughed and said: "In the past, girls usually referred to adult unmarried men as sons. As for the slave family... If the girl's family is not married, they have always called themselves 'nu family' in the past, Married people call themselves "concubines", but no one says that anymore, so before telling the young master these things, the slave family can't use them indiscriminately, but since they have been honest with the young master today, the slave family has nothing to do with the young master It’s easy to hide it, but this address is the most appropriate.”
The words "Be honest with each other" made Ye Chen think of Lin Wan'er's undressed appearance just now in Ye Chen's mind.
For a moment, his expression was slightly awkward.
And Lin Wan'er also realized that Ye Chen might be wrong, and felt shy and unbearable.
So, she hurriedly said to Ye Chen: "Young master, wait a moment, I will show you something!"
After finishing speaking, she got up and went downstairs, and brought a beautifully framed picture scroll from downstairs.
Lin Wan'er came to the other side of the bed, put the scroll on the ground and slowly spread it out. A landscape scroll about [-] meters wide and [-] meters long unfolded slowly.
Ye Chen stared at the painting intently, at the majestic landscape slowly unfolding in front of him.
The majestic and endless mountains, the Tianchi Lake hanging in the valley like a mirror, the scenery in the painting is natural and vivid on the paper, which made Ye Chen deeply attracted in an instant.
Ye Chen never thought that the artistic conception of a landscape painting could be so fascinating. The scenery in this painting is full of charm, and every stroke seems to be perfect and impeccable. The last time he saw such a shocking painting, It was still the portrait of Meng Changsheng that Mrs. Jiang gave her.
And the painting skill of this painting is even more superb than that painting.
At this time, Lin Wan'er pointed to the tall and lush tree beside the Tianchi Lake in the painting with her slender jade hand, and said to Ye Chen: "My lord, this is the mother of Pucha, which is called by my family. It is 300 years old." the way it was before."
After finishing speaking, she moved her finger to the silhouette of a human being under the tree, and said, "This is my family. For a while, my family would sit under this tea tree every day to drink tea, watch the mountains, and watch the water. "
Ye Chen subconsciously asked Lin Wan'er: "Did you draw this painting?"
Lin Wan'er nodded: "Master Hui, this painting was made by my family a few days ago, and it was specially made for you."
Ye Chen couldn't help being horrified. He didn't expect that Lin Wan'er could have such superb painting skills. The father-in-law said some time ago that the Painting and Calligraphy Association organized a painting exhibition. He couldn't find a good work. Landscape painters all over the country are about to explode!
At this time, Lin Wan'er suddenly grabbed Ye Chen's ring-wearing right hand with her other hand and clasped her ten fingers together. Then, she said to Ye Chen expectantly: "My lord, I dare you, take me to see it for yourself. See what it looked like 300 years ago!"
After all, the ring, which had been silent all this time, suddenly seemed to understand Lin Wan'er's words, and released some spiritual energy straight to the brains of the two of them.
The next moment, Ye Chen felt his vision suddenly blurred, and then, as if being held by Lin Wan'er, he quickly walked through an invisible gate, and then, a gust of cool wind rushed towards his face, and the picture in front of him also instantly came to life. up.
At this moment, he is standing among the endless mountains in southern Yunnan. The incomparably clear blue sky, the refreshing green mountains, and the tumbling white clouds are close at hand. There are countless kinds of flowers, and the water surface of Tianchi reflects the blue sky, white clouds and green mountains. The whole picture is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words.
Afterwards, Ye Chen took a closer look. Under the pucha mother tree, a beautiful girl wearing a sky blue double-breasted narrow-sleeved gown and a horse-face skirt was sitting at a small square table drinking tea. That girl was Lin Wan'er.
Not far away, many tea farmers are picking tea leaves on those relatively low tea trees. Before they carry a basket full of tea leaves down the mountain, they will come to the Pucha mother tree and bow slightly to the mother tree. Then he respectfully said hello to Lin Wan'er, Miss.
Lin Wan'er recognized each of them, and whenever someone came up to say hello, she would smile and ask the other party how they got today.
And the tea grower will also step forward, take out a handful of fresh tea leaves from the basket, and hand them to her for tasting.
Lin Wan'er would gently pinch a pinch of tea leaves with her fingers, put them under her nose to smell them, then pinch another piece, put it in her mouth to chew carefully, and then tell them the grade of the tea leaves, and tell them how this batch of tea leaves should be prepared. How to finish, how to dry, how to air dry, how to autoclave and how to store better.
Every tea farmer would thank her gratefully after receiving her advice, and then bid farewell to leave.
This scene made Ye Chen feel for the first time the perfect harmony between the ancients and nature.
And just as he was immersed in it, everything around him suddenly changed from bright day to dark cloud-covered night.
The violent wind and rain kept beating the pucha tree, and it also used its own strength to meet the attack of the violent wind and rain without flinching.
The strong wind became stronger and stronger, until many branches and leaves of the mother tree were broken, and the torso was violently swayed by the strong wind.
Just as the trunk of the mother tree was desperately resisting the strong wind, a thunderbolt rolled down from the sky, landed on the mother tree with a bang, and instantly ignited a fire on the mother tree.
The violent wind and showers continued, and the flames burned more and more vigorously in the wind and rain.
After about a stick of incense, the whole mother tree turned into a charcoal, completely losing any signs of life.
And the violent wind and rain seemed to have been agreed upon, and the troops were withdrawn in an instant.
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and a full moon appeared above the Tianchi Lake, illuminating the coldness of the earth.
Under the moonlight, a girl with a basket on her back, a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat on her head walked up to the mother tree step by step.
This girl is Lin Wan'er.
She took off the rain hat, picked up a carbonized tree trunk from the ground, held it, and bowed to the mother tree three times.
After that, she didn't go down the mountain, but put the tree trunk struck by lightning into the back basket, and walked into the mountain without looking back...
(End of this chapter)
"You... what did you say?!"
Lin Wan'er's understatement made Ye Chen feel numb.
This is not an exaggerated description at all, but he really feels that he is slightly numb from his scalp to his toes!
Lin Wan'er said that she was on the edge of Tianchi 300 years ago and watched the Pu'er mother tree cross the catastrophe. Doesn't that mean that she is now over 300 years old? !
Deep in Ye Chen's heart, he couldn't believe what Lin Wan'er said for a while.
After all, even if a person really finds the way of longevity, it is often one step at a time.
I started to ask at the age of 30, but it is often possible to enter the Tao at the age of 60, [-] or even older.
As one gets deeper into the Tao, one's lifespan becomes longer and longer, but a monk over a hundred years old, at most, retains the appearance of being around 60 years old like the Earl of the Po Qing Society.
If Lin Wan'er is really more than 300 years old, she must be at least 70 to 80 years old, or even [-] to [-] years old. How could she always have the appearance of [-] or [-] years old?
Even if I am already in my 20s, and I am not yet 30, it is absolutely impossible for me to return to the state of seventeen or eighteen.
Seeing that Ye Chen didn't seem to believe what she said, Lin Wan'er asked nervously, "Is the young master joking with the young master because of the slave family?"
Ye Chen nodded subconsciously, then shook his head, and said, "I'm just a little shocked..."
As he said that, he asked curiously: "Why do you suddenly call me son and call yourself slave?"
Lin Wan'er laughed and said: "In the past, girls usually referred to adult unmarried men as sons. As for the slave family... If the girl's family is not married, they have always called themselves 'nu family' in the past, Married people call themselves "concubines", but no one says that anymore, so before telling the young master these things, the slave family can't use them indiscriminately, but since they have been honest with the young master today, the slave family has nothing to do with the young master It’s easy to hide it, but this address is the most appropriate.”
The words "Be honest with each other" made Ye Chen think of Lin Wan'er's undressed appearance just now in Ye Chen's mind.
For a moment, his expression was slightly awkward.
And Lin Wan'er also realized that Ye Chen might be wrong, and felt shy and unbearable.
So, she hurriedly said to Ye Chen: "Young master, wait a moment, I will show you something!"
After finishing speaking, she got up and went downstairs, and brought a beautifully framed picture scroll from downstairs.
Lin Wan'er came to the other side of the bed, put the scroll on the ground and slowly spread it out. A landscape scroll about [-] meters wide and [-] meters long unfolded slowly.
Ye Chen stared at the painting intently, at the majestic landscape slowly unfolding in front of him.
The majestic and endless mountains, the Tianchi Lake hanging in the valley like a mirror, the scenery in the painting is natural and vivid on the paper, which made Ye Chen deeply attracted in an instant.
Ye Chen never thought that the artistic conception of a landscape painting could be so fascinating. The scenery in this painting is full of charm, and every stroke seems to be perfect and impeccable. The last time he saw such a shocking painting, It was still the portrait of Meng Changsheng that Mrs. Jiang gave her.
And the painting skill of this painting is even more superb than that painting.
At this time, Lin Wan'er pointed to the tall and lush tree beside the Tianchi Lake in the painting with her slender jade hand, and said to Ye Chen: "My lord, this is the mother of Pucha, which is called by my family. It is 300 years old." the way it was before."
After finishing speaking, she moved her finger to the silhouette of a human being under the tree, and said, "This is my family. For a while, my family would sit under this tea tree every day to drink tea, watch the mountains, and watch the water. "
Ye Chen subconsciously asked Lin Wan'er: "Did you draw this painting?"
Lin Wan'er nodded: "Master Hui, this painting was made by my family a few days ago, and it was specially made for you."
Ye Chen couldn't help being horrified. He didn't expect that Lin Wan'er could have such superb painting skills. The father-in-law said some time ago that the Painting and Calligraphy Association organized a painting exhibition. He couldn't find a good work. Landscape painters all over the country are about to explode!
At this time, Lin Wan'er suddenly grabbed Ye Chen's ring-wearing right hand with her other hand and clasped her ten fingers together. Then, she said to Ye Chen expectantly: "My lord, I dare you, take me to see it for yourself. See what it looked like 300 years ago!"
After all, the ring, which had been silent all this time, suddenly seemed to understand Lin Wan'er's words, and released some spiritual energy straight to the brains of the two of them.
The next moment, Ye Chen felt his vision suddenly blurred, and then, as if being held by Lin Wan'er, he quickly walked through an invisible gate, and then, a gust of cool wind rushed towards his face, and the picture in front of him also instantly came to life. up.
At this moment, he is standing among the endless mountains in southern Yunnan. The incomparably clear blue sky, the refreshing green mountains, and the tumbling white clouds are close at hand. There are countless kinds of flowers, and the water surface of Tianchi reflects the blue sky, white clouds and green mountains. The whole picture is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words.
Afterwards, Ye Chen took a closer look. Under the pucha mother tree, a beautiful girl wearing a sky blue double-breasted narrow-sleeved gown and a horse-face skirt was sitting at a small square table drinking tea. That girl was Lin Wan'er.
Not far away, many tea farmers are picking tea leaves on those relatively low tea trees. Before they carry a basket full of tea leaves down the mountain, they will come to the Pucha mother tree and bow slightly to the mother tree. Then he respectfully said hello to Lin Wan'er, Miss.
Lin Wan'er recognized each of them, and whenever someone came up to say hello, she would smile and ask the other party how they got today.
And the tea grower will also step forward, take out a handful of fresh tea leaves from the basket, and hand them to her for tasting.
Lin Wan'er would gently pinch a pinch of tea leaves with her fingers, put them under her nose to smell them, then pinch another piece, put it in her mouth to chew carefully, and then tell them the grade of the tea leaves, and tell them how this batch of tea leaves should be prepared. How to finish, how to dry, how to air dry, how to autoclave and how to store better.
Every tea farmer would thank her gratefully after receiving her advice, and then bid farewell to leave.
This scene made Ye Chen feel for the first time the perfect harmony between the ancients and nature.
And just as he was immersed in it, everything around him suddenly changed from bright day to dark cloud-covered night.
The violent wind and rain kept beating the pucha tree, and it also used its own strength to meet the attack of the violent wind and rain without flinching.
The strong wind became stronger and stronger, until many branches and leaves of the mother tree were broken, and the torso was violently swayed by the strong wind.
Just as the trunk of the mother tree was desperately resisting the strong wind, a thunderbolt rolled down from the sky, landed on the mother tree with a bang, and instantly ignited a fire on the mother tree.
The violent wind and showers continued, and the flames burned more and more vigorously in the wind and rain.
After about a stick of incense, the whole mother tree turned into a charcoal, completely losing any signs of life.
And the violent wind and rain seemed to have been agreed upon, and the troops were withdrawn in an instant.
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and a full moon appeared above the Tianchi Lake, illuminating the coldness of the earth.
Under the moonlight, a girl with a basket on her back, a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat on her head walked up to the mother tree step by step.
This girl is Lin Wan'er.
She took off the rain hat, picked up a carbonized tree trunk from the ground, held it, and bowed to the mother tree three times.
After that, she didn't go down the mountain, but put the tree trunk struck by lightning into the back basket, and walked into the mountain without looking back...
(End of this chapter)
