Everyone was confused. What was the Three-foot Shooting Book?
Fangzheng was also dumbfounded. However, he did not casually define it. After all, the world was huge and there were all sorts of wonders. It was not easy to judge before seeing it.
Hence, Fangzheng pulled Red Boy to the side and watched quietly.
At that moment, Master Liu slowed down his breathing slightly. The beauty beside him used a golden bamboo pole to lift the red cloth on the basin. Her every move showed her respect for the item in the basin. The entire ceremony was extremely solemn, as though there was a national treasure inside.
Everyone craned their necks to look inside. Everyone was curious. What was inside?
As the red cloth was lifted, everyone saw what was inside. They were immediately dumbfounded!
There were a few miniature water guns in the huge basin. The water guns were not small, and there were all kinds of models. There were even dual barrels and dual nozzles.
Fangzheng was instantly dumbfounded as he mumbled, "This …"
Red Boy said, "Master, what's the meaning of this?"
Fangzheng shook his head. He thought it was a brush, but it turned out to be something like this. He had no idea what this thing had to do with calligraphy. Hence, he stroked Red Boy's head and said, "With my limited imagination, I really don't know what this master is trying to do."
As he spoke, the master held a small water gun with both hands as though he was holding a brush. Then, he bowed to the heavens and earth.
Another person came over with a large bucket of water. The master filled the water gun with ink and shouted, "Shoot Ink!"
With that said, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the long Xuan paper. He shouted, "Ah!"
His short legs bent slightly along with the sound. He extended his leg forward and drew an arc as he landed. He was like a rooster in a chicken coop, with every step he took …
At the same time, Master Liu pushed the water gun and shot out a stream of black ink onto the drawing paper.
Master Liu shouted once again, "Ah ah ah ah …" At the same time, he sped up and walked over. As he walked, his hands trembled. Long, crooked marks were shot out.
He heard a few men and women shout, "Good! Good! Really good! "
"Good! Good job, Master! "
"Good job! Master's stroke has surpassed Wang Xizhi's! "
…
Seeing this, the audience was stunned.
Red Boy tugged at Fangzheng's clothes and said, "Master, what's this? From another angle, isn't it just a child peeing on the wall? "
Fangzheng was rendered speechless when he heard that. However, he had to admit that it was indeed a little similar … However, he shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know. Perhaps it's really a master. What happened before was just a foreshadowing. It's also possible for an exciting scene to happen at the end."
Fangzheng wasn't speaking up for the other party. After all, there were indeed some artists on the Internet. Their initial actions left everyone puzzled, to the point of thinking that they were retards. But when the results were out, they would amaze the entire world. Therefore, Fangzheng did not wish to curse until the end. All he did was wait patiently.
"Master, can you not grit your teeth when you speak? Also, when you clench your fist, can you clench your own? My hands are red from clenching them so tightly … You're going against your conscience, "Hong Haier said helplessly.
Fangzheng blushed and changed the topic. "Shut up! Watch quietly! "
But here came the problem. Facing these bastards, he really couldn't help but beat them up!
At this moment, Master Liu, who was in front, spoke again. He held a large pull-out water gun and aimed it at the canvas at a distance of one meter. Then, he roared and waved the water gun without even looking at it. A crooked circle was drawn and then sprayed all the way to the back of the canvas.
"Good!"
"Great!"
"Great! Great! "
The people below continued shouting.
The master also seemed to have been injected with adrenaline. He picked up the double-barreled water gun and began spraying from one side to the other. As for what he was spraying … He didn't even look at the canvas, so who knew what he was spraying!
At this moment, the master suddenly stood still and turned around. He put down the water gun and clapped his hands. Clearly, his creation had ended.
Fangzheng looked at the extremely ugly canvas. It lacked any sense of beauty or even any sense of logic. His head flushed red … What was all this?
Red Boy said, "Master, if these guys were placed in our place, they would be dancing around. There's an 80% chance that they would be subjugated by the Heavenly Courts' Heavenly troops. They wouldn't live more than three days."
Fangzheng stroked Red Boy's head and said, "Don't worry. Here, even demons and ghosts will be subjugated."
"Master, what if no one does anything?" Red Boy asked.
Fangzheng smiled. "My dear disciple, you have to believe that there will always be some Heavenly troops and generals in the world who are willing to meddle in other people's business."
"For example?" Red Boy seemed to see something in Fangzheng's eyes.
Fangzheng chuckled. "For example …"
With that said, Fangzheng's expression turned serious. When he heard the men still shouting, his expression turned serious as he shouted, "What kind of trash is this?!"
The moment that was said, there was an uproar!
Be it the Chinese or foreigners, all of them looked at Fangzheng.
At that instant, Fangzheng swept his gaze across everyone's eyes and saw a lot of information.
The shills wore looks of anger, while the audience wore looks of surprise. Clearly, they did not expect that someone would really stand forward to cause trouble!
Red Boy was also given a fright. However, he was the kind of person who wasn't afraid of trouble. He immediately shouted, "That's right, what kind of crappy thing is this?! Even a child's pee looks better than this! "
Upon seeing such an adorable young monk say that, many audience members laughed. They felt that the child was just too adorable.
Someone wanted to say something, but they were held back by their companions. Their companions shook their heads slightly and whispered, "Don't cause trouble even if you don't like it. These people have backgrounds and people … Otherwise, why would they dare to cause such trouble?"
"Don't go. What has it got to do with us?"
"Forget it. They have more people."
"Let's just watch the show. If it doesn't look good, let's leave."
…
Although these voices were soft, Fangzheng and Red Boy could hear them clearly. Fangzheng's heart turned a little cold when he heard that. He knew that the blood of the people needed to be ignited!
Red Boy sent a voice transmission. "Master, it looks like no one will fight alongside you."
Fangzheng stroked Red Boy's head and said indifferently, "It's because there are fewer nosy people in this world that demons and ghosts come out to wreak havoc in the world."
"So, Master, are you going to fight them alone?" Red Boy asked.
Fangzheng shook his head. "No, it's all of us."
Red Boy wore a puzzled look …
At that moment, a burly man walked over and said angrily, "Who are you? What are you shouting for? Do you know what art is? "
Fangzheng smiled and asked, "Do you know what it means to be thick-skinned?"
The man's face immediately turned red as he said angrily, "If you don't know, leave quickly!"
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