"I can't guarantee it, so let's take a look at the portrait." Huang Engui replied as he spread open the piece of paper in his hand. On it was a portrait of a person who looked like Niu Youdao. He didn't know how the Song family got it. He looked left and right and said, "Similar! There's a ninety percent resemblance. Especially the style of tying the hair back, it really might be him. "
When Niu Youdao was with Shang Shuqing, Shang Shuqing took care of his hair. After leaving Shang Shuqing, he was actually a very particular person. As long as the conditions were right, his habit of washing his hair every day basically didn't change. Every time he removed the bun and washed his hair, he found it troublesome and returned to his ponytail style.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of looking too different, he would have cut his hair short. Long hair was troublesome to wash.
"Are you sure?" The innkeeper became spirited. It was hard not to be spirited.
Niu Youdao had killed several disciples of the Immortal Retaining Sect and had already formed a feud with them. Especially the death of the son of the Song family's housekeeper, Liu Ziyu, the Immortal Retaining Sect had failed to protect Liu Ziyu. This time, it was said that the head of the Song family had personally cast the net. If they could succeed, it would be a great merit. Be it the sect or the Song family, they would definitely not mistreat them.
Star picking City didn't expect to find traces of Niu Youdao here. Since it was a message from the sect, they carried it out as usual. They didn't expect to receive such a pleasant surprise.
Huang Engui smiled bitterly. "After all, there are some discrepancies between the portrait and the person. Even if Uncle-Master wants me to confirm it, I can't guarantee it!"
The innkeeper was a little anxious. "Then why did you come back? Why didn't you keep an eye on him? What if he ran away? Don't you want the merit? "
Huang Engui said, "Uncle-Master, don't be anxious. He has entered the Moon Inviting Inn. From the looks of it, he shouldn't leave so soon. That's why I came back to confirm it with the portrait."
"The Moon Inviting Inn?" The innkeeper stroked the beard on his chin and said with some misgivings, "It will be a little troublesome for him to enter the Inviting Moon Inn. It is not convenient to make a move."
After pondering for a while, he seemed to have made a decision. He put down his hand and knocked on the counter. "Go, call another person to go to the Moon Inviting Inn. Be sure to verify the other party's identity. Remember, don't alert the enemy. "
"Understood." Huang Engui nodded, turned around and left quickly.
He went to another intersection in the city and called another Junior Martial Brother who was waiting. After informing him of the situation, the two of them went straight to the New Moon Inn.
After entering the inn, Huang Enping placed ten gold coins on the counter. He smiled and said, "Innkeeper, I want a room."
Even if he wasn't familiar with most of the people who frequented the city, he had at least seen them before. Seeing that they were disciples of the Keep Immortal Sect, the manager said in a slightly warning tone, "You can stay, but you cannot cause trouble. Otherwise, you know the consequences."
It wasn't that he knew what the other party was up to, but he knew that the disciples of the Keeping Immortal Sect had their own shops in the city. It wasn't normal for them to stay in an inn.
Huang Enping smiled mischievously and said, "Innkeeper, you must be joking. How would we dare to cause trouble here? We have guests coming over, so we're going to settle them down here later. We don't have any other intentions. "
"That better be the case." The innkeeper snorted coldly. After registering them, he threw out a room card.
The two of them cupped their fists and thanked him politely. Then, they were led by the waiter to find a room …
In the guest room, Black Peony didn't know what Niu Youdao was doing. In any case, Niu Youdao had asked her to stay for a while.
Yuan Fang also didn't know what Niu Youdao was up to. He saw Niu Youdao take a piece of charcoal and sharpen it into a small wooden stick with one end.
The two of them didn't know what he was up to. When they asked, Niu Youdao wouldn't say, only saying that they would find out in a while.
After sharpening a few sticks of charcoal, Niu Youdao personally set up a scene in front of the window. Then, he set up a chair and turned to beckon Black Peony. "Come, sit down."
Black Peony was at a loss. She followed his instructions and sat down in front of the window.
Niu Youdao shook his head with slight dissatisfaction. He pointed out, "Don't sit so seriously. Sit sideways. Yes, cross your legs. Put that hand on your leg and that arm on the back of the chair to support your chin … Don't be so rigid. Be more natural. Yes, be more natural. Yes, smile a little more … Okay! That's it. Don't move! "He turned around and busied himself with his work.
Black Peony sat there awkwardly. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Daoye, what are you doing?"
Niu Youdao said, "Making money!"
"Making money?" Black Peony was at a loss again. "You can make money just like that?"
"You'll naturally understand later." Niu Youdao said the same thing again. He always left some leeway in his words. There were very few times when he said certain things.
He turned around and moved another chair to face Black Peony. Then, he waved at Yuan Fang. "Come here. Sit down!"
"I have to sit too?" Yuan Fang looked shocked.
"I told you to sit, so sit."
With Niu Youdao's words, Yuan Fang had no choice but to sit down unwillingly. Then, he imitated Black Peony's coquettish posture and crossed his legs to support his chin.
"…" Niu Youdao was instantly stunned.
"Pfft … Haha …"
Black Peony couldn't help but stifle her laughter when she saw an old man sitting in such a posture. In the end, she couldn't hold it in any longer and messed up her posture. She laughed so hard that her body rocked back and forth. She hugged her stomach and said, "I can't take it anymore. I really can't hold it in anymore. I'm dying of laughter. Haha …"
Niu Youdao was speechless. He pushed Yuan Fang. "Who told you to sit like that? Sit properly. Lower your head and arch your back! "
After helping Yuan Fang to sit properly, he placed a wooden board between Yuan Fang's back and the back of the chair. Then, he laid a piece of paper on the wooden board. He had Yuan Fang's hands reach over his shoulders to grab the wooden board and paper and carry them behind his back.
"What you did just now, sit properly!" Niu Youdao pointed at Black Peony, who was laughing so hard that she almost choked.
Black Peony adjusted her breathing and calmed her emotions before returning to her previous sitting posture.
Niu Youdao held a charcoal pen in his hand and stood behind Yuan Fang. He stared at the black peony in front of him for a while, then the charcoal pen in his hand landed on the paper and began to draw lines. He began to sketch.
He had even drawn portraits of dead people before, let alone a living person.
In his previous life, when technology was not that advanced, portraits of dead people were all drawn by hand on porcelain plates.
He was the true master of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Hearing the commotion behind him, Yuan Fang turned around to see what was going on.
"Bang!" Niu Youdao knocked heavily on the wooden board. "Sit properly. Don't move!"
Yuan Fang became obedient. He bowed his body and didn't move. Only his eyes darted around.
From time to time, Niu Youdao held the charcoal pencil horizontally in front of his eyes and compared the distance of Black Peony to check the proportions. Once he had an idea of what was going on, he continued to draw.
Not long after, the smiling Black Peony appeared vividly on the paper and gradually revealed its full appearance.
Black Peony blinked her bright eyes from time to time. She was also curious about what Niu Youdao was doing. Was he drawing a portrait of herself? But he didn't use any ink. Could it be that he could draw with charcoal?
Only when he was almost done did Niu Youdao remove the cardboard from Yuan Fang's back. He held it with one arm and instructed Yuan Fang, "Go! Have the inn's waiter send a jar of wine over. "
Yuan Fang stretched his stiff waist and stood up. When he passed by Niu Youdao, he couldn't help but look at what Niu Youdao was drawing.
It would have been better if he didn't look. Once he did, his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. He pointed at the drawing board and then at Black Peony. "Daoye, this … this …"
Niu Youdao said calmly, "Does it look like it?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Yuan Fang nodded his head repeatedly like a fool. The way he looked at Niu Youdao was filled with admiration. His eyes were practically shining. He seemed to understand why Yuan Gang was so loyal to this Taoist. He realized that this Taoist was simply too powerful.
It seemed like he was really drawing a portrait of himself. Black Peony, who was sitting there, felt an itch in her heart. She really wanted to come over and take a look.
"Didn't you hear what I told you to do?" Niu Youdao tilted his head and asked.
"Oh!" Yuan Fang hurriedly walked away.
"Remember, you don't have to bring it up. Have the waiter bring it up himself. Understand?" Niu Youdao reminded him again with his back facing him.
"Yes, I understand." Yuan Fang opened the door and left.
Not long after, Yuan Fang returned and replied, "The waiter will bring it up right away."
After saying that, he looked at how Niu Youdao completed the painting stroke by stroke. From time to time, he would shake his head and click his tongue in amazement.
Black Peony's heart itched even more. There was a hint of annoyance in her eyes.
Knock knock! There was a knock on the door. The waiter's voice followed. "Sir, your wine is here."
Niu Youdao said, "Come in!"
The waiter opened the door and entered. It was unknown what was going on in the room. He placed the wine on the table at the side. "Sir, the wine is here for you." After saying that, he turned to leave.
Niu Youdao said again, "Wait, I'm almost done. Help me frame the painting."
Painting? The waiter acknowledged and went closer to take a look. He wanted to see what Niu Youdao was drawing.
It was similar to Yuan Fang's reaction. After understanding it, the waiter's eyes widened in shock. He looked at Black Peony, then at the person on the paper. His face was full of surprise. Then, he looked at Niu Youdao, who was completely engrossed in the painting …
Niu Youdao quickly finished the painting and wrote a few words in the corner:
Those who have seen the ocean are not water. Those who have not seen Mount Wu are not clouds. Looking back at the flowers, half destined to cultivate the Dao and half destined to be a gentleman.
At the end of the spring of the 523 year of the Wu calendar, I will present you with Black Peony!
"Hehe, done." Niu Youdao threw the charcoal and cardboard to Yuan Fang. He waved at Black Peony and said, "Come and see if the painting is similar."
Black Peony couldn't wait any longer. She had been waiting for this sentence. She immediately ran over with a face full of curiosity. She wouldn't have known if she hadn't seen it, but when she did, she was shocked. She covered her mouth with both hands and stared blankly. She had never seen such a vivid and lifelike painting. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have imagined that it was drawn with charcoal.
In the painting, the window was open and the sky was filled with clouds. There was a pot of green plant on the windowsill. In the background, a woman was leaning gracefully on a chair. She rested her chin on her hand and smiled gently. Even her eyes seemed to be alive. It was more realistic than looking in a bronze mirror.
Black Peony slowly put down her hands and said in a daze, "Is this me? For me … "Her eyes fixed on the end of the poem. For Black Peony!
Niu Youdao shook the painting and passed it to the waiter beside him. "Go and frame it for me. Don't ruin it!"
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