Chapter 30 The Two Saints and the Little Mouse
Just do what comes to mind.
Li Hao asked Uncle Zhao to prepare paintings, paints, pens, inks, paper and inkstones for him. When he finished fishing with the old man every day, he applied to the old man to return to his mountain and river courtyard to rest.
Li Muchiu didn't say much about this. His training purpose for Li Hao was to keep him free.
Although Li Hao showed extremely high talent in body training, he did not force Li Hao to practice hard every day. If Li Hao was willing to ask him for advice, he would give him serious advice. If he was not willing, he would take the little boy with him. I go sightseeing and fishing every day.
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In the huge courtyard of Shanhe Courtyard.
Li Hao had two small stools brought in, one tall and one short, and he drew on the cardboard like an art student.
Uncle Zhao warned him earnestly, but Li Hao turned a deaf ear to it. For this young master who liked to play with things and lost his ambition, Uncle Zhao was completely helpless and could only leave it to Li Fu.
Li Hao already had a way to deal with Li Fu and showed the second level of the dragon body in front of him.
Li Fu was stunned and suspected that he was dazzled, so he asked Li Hao to practice it again. After seeing it clearly for the second time, the man's eyes were red with excitement.
He only regarded it as the cultivation and teaching of Li Hao by his second uncle, which allowed Li Hao to master the second level of this unique body training skill in less than a month. While he was grateful to his second uncle, he was also grateful for Li Hao's The body-refining talent was surprising and exciting.
This kind of talent is much better than the three-month cultivation of Barbarian Strength. He is definitely a first-rate body-training genius.
Seeing his excited expression, Li Hao was secretly glad that he didn't practice the third level of the Hundred Flood Dragon Body directly in front of him. After all, not everyone has the vision and endurance like the old man.
In exchange, Li Hao promised Li Fu that he would practice well with the second master, but the premise was that he would not interfere when he was doing other things.
This surprised Li Fu, and at the same time he made him frown. Li Hao's talent for body training was so high. He now wished that Li Hao would practice every day except eating and sleeping, so that he could catch up with those geniuses with ninth-level combat bodies. , but Li Hao's temperament was very loose, which made him feel helpless.
After repeated pulls, Li Fu finally couldn't defeat Li Hao and agreed.
So Li Hao started painting openly in the courtyard.
As soon as I started to draw, the font appeared in front of my eyes.
[Painting Road: Section 0 (1/100)]
It worked.
Li Hao smiled knowingly and began to sway confidently.
With experience in chess and fishing, Li Hao guessed that the better he was at painting, the more experience he would gain.
Therefore, it is not too casual, but more serious in describing it.
However, he was a businessman in his previous life and had been immersed in business for decades. How could he know anything about painting?
He knows a little bit about girls who can draw...
When he painted for the first time, Li Hao chose a character sketch, so he picked the most beautiful maid in the yard and stood in front of the drawing board.
Then I picked up my pen confidently. For characters, I first drew a circle, then a vertical line, then a stroke and a stroke, and then another stroke and stroke.
Well, it still lacks hair.
Finish!
[Painting experience +1]
Hiss... As expected, painting is so difficult.
Li Hao smiled bitterly to himself.
Next to him, Uncle Zhao peeked at the drawing board and asked doubtfully: "Master, what are you drawing?"
"Can't you see, man!" Li Hao was ashamed and angry.
"Where is this..." Uncle Zhao was a little confused.
Li Hao said angrily: "You said it doesn't look like it on the outside, right? That's because you didn't understand the meaning of my painting. Look at this circle. Do you think it's a head? No, it means smoothness. Look at this round shape." Shu, do you think it’s the body? No, what this means is that if you want to stand up, you have to be tactful. Uncle Zhao, you still have to learn, don’t be too outspoken!”
"Uh, that lump in the circle isn't hair?"
"No, yes and no, that is both hair and ideal!"
"ideal?"
Li Hao said calmly: "Ideals grow on the head, it's very reasonable, right? This lush hair is the ideal of many people, it's also reasonable, right?"
"??" Uncle Zhao was confused.
Li Hao finished his nonsense and continued painting.
What made Uncle Zhao and Li Fu look at each other was that there was not much difference among the dozens of paintings. Then look at the beautiful little maid standing in front of the painting board... What was the point of letting the other person stand there as the background?
Obviously, this young master has no talent in painting and can't compare with his chess skills.
However, it was all a waste of martial arts fun, and they were too lazy to delve into it.
Li Hao's painting speed was very fast, and a pile of waste paper quickly piled up on the ground. Before long, his experience points reached one hundred.
It’s all accumulated bit by bit.
Li Hao felt quite tired.
[The painting path is upgraded to one section]
[Art skill point +1]
Following the font prompts, a feeling of painting came to his mind. Li Hao closed his eyes for a moment and then gradually digested it. In an instant, he realized how amateur he was before.
He picked up the pen again and began to paint, and the strokes seemed to have charm. Soon, a graceful figure with a graceful posture and wonderful strokes appeared on the painting paper.
Li Fu and Uncle Zhao, who were looking around boredly, accidentally caught a glimpse of it and were stunned for a moment, their eyes widening in astonishment.
Not long after, Li Hao tapped his red lips with a brush, then dipped it in Danqing for color. As time passed, a lifelike figure stood gracefully on the panel.
[Painting experience +13]
Li Hao couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. Sure enough, the more carefully and beautifully he painted, the more his painting experience improved.
And I can finally draw.
"Young Master, you..." Uncle Zhao looked at the drawing board blankly. He used to draw thick-lined villains before, but now he has reached this level?
Could it be that the young master is a prodigy and learned it in just a few moments?
Or was it a disguise before?
Or...could it be that those little people really painted "connotations" as the young master said?
He felt that his previous cognition was strongly impacted.
"Basically, don't do it six times." Li Hao said calmly.
Uncle Zhao didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from being deeply shocked.
Li Hao drew a few more pictures. When he felt more and more proficient, he asked Li Fu and Uncle Zhao to stand in front of the picture and drew one picture for each of them. The eyes in the picture were lively, one was kind and the other was serious. It's a bit unnatural, looking away, lifelike.
Seeing the completed painting in their hands, the two of them had different eyes and mixed emotions.
The young master's talents are rare in the world. If he were born into a civil servant family, he would definitely be regarded as a treasure.
It's a pity that this is the palace of a divine general, a general who was born to defend Dayu.
When the ink on the painting was dry, the two of them rolled it up slowly and put it away unconsciously, showing great caution.
They will remember that when they were seven years old, the young master drew a picture for them.
This is the first time in their lives that they have received a portrait of themselves.
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Time flies, half a year later.
On the shore of the calm Blackwater Demon Lake, three figures, two old and one young, were sitting fishing more than ten meters apart.
The younger one is, of course, Li Hao. Besides Li Muchiu, there is another older one who is Li Muchiu’s fishing friend. Li Hao was introduced by the old man that this is the Thief Saint with an interesting name, Feng Boping.
According to the Thief Saint, he changed his name. It does not mean that he takes action when the situation is calm, but that after taking action, the situation remains calm.
While fishing, Li Muchiu also smiled and introduced the experience of this Thief Saint to Li Hao, and found that he was indeed worthy of this name.
Many forces that had been stolen from by the Saint did not realize that their treasures were stolen until months or even years later.
Often, we are not aware of it at the first time, so we have no way to find out who stole it, when it was stolen, or even whether it was a domestic thief...
Hiding one's merits and fame, the treasures are found in the human world. This is the peaceful situation of stealing saints.
On the shore, Li Hao skillfully set up a large pot, cleaning the fish monster he had just caught, dissecting and butchering it, and taking a look at his own swim bladder from time to time.
The other end of the fishing rod was fixed on the shore and tied to a big rock with a rope hole. If there was any movement, he would have time to take action.
At this moment, Li Hao used his sword to deal with the fish demon's internal organs with skillful techniques.
Li Muxiu and the Thief Saint were both familiar with this. Although they were only handling fish meat, they had already seen that Li Hao had extremely high talent for swordsmanship. When Li Muxiu first saw Li Hao wielding a sword, he even mocked him. Jian Wudao has no eyes and no eyes, and he has lost his true treasure.
Pirate Saint Feng Boping was also very fond of this smart little guy who loved fishing and was completely indifferent to his sensitive identity. He once seriously said that he would search everywhere for Li Hao to find the precious medicine to open up his meridians.
Soon, the snow-white fish meat was cooked.
Li Hao kneaded some more coriander and spicy peppercorns and threw them inside. The fragrant and hot smell suddenly spread out, making the two elders on the bank look at them frequently.
Their lines were thrown very far into the depths of the lake, using themselves as poles. The lines were invisible, not even fish bladders, and movement could be sensed through the lines.
"You two, you can eat in three minutes." Li Hao said with a smile.
After being in contact with each other for a long time, Li Hao also called Li Muxiu Erye, and Feng Boping called Feng Lao. The two elders also gave Li Hao a title they thought was vivid and vivid:
Little mouse.
