Chapter 374

Later, Gao Yun also thoroughly saw that the real owner of the portrait on the drawing board was Zhou Jin, the king of Jin!

Gao Yun's eyes turned deep, staring at the beautiful man's face on the drawing board.

Due to the limited resources in hand, Jun Zilin just sketched the portrait of the characters.

What a big piece of charcoal in hand, until the end has been gradually used up.

In the end, my hands were covered with soot.

The characters on the drawing board have also taken shape.

Jun Zilin is not a professional Sketcher, so it's hard for her to sketch Zhou Jin's appearance.

At present, she did not further outline the decoration, instead, she used her fingers to make the corners again, and then she stopped.

Standing up, Jun Zilin suddenly finds that the master Gao Yun stands behind him.

She put down the drawing board and saluted Gao Yun, "master, I'm very polite!"

Gao Yun was fascinated by Zhou Jin's portrait, but now she was interrupted by Jun Zilin. She suddenly looked back and said, "Qingyun, you are really talented. Even such fine brushwork is excellent Well, what kind of painting is this? How could it be made of charcoal

In front of the master, Jun Zilin didn't dare to boast, so she perfunctorily said, "I went to the kitchen to see that this charcoal can draw. Now I'll try it. In fact, it's very difficult to use this charcoal compared with the wolf's hair. "

In a few words, Jun Zilin also threw the ashes on her hand.

When Gao Yun saw it, he took out a pure white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and took Jun Zilin's hand to wipe off the black soot for her. "Qingyun is very talented. I was too busy to take care of you before. Come here. Come here with me. "

He didn't let go of it and threw the blackened handkerchief to the ground. Instead, he caught Jun Zilin's hand and took her to a small door in the back yard.

Jun Zilin quickly put away the drawing board. For a moment, she didn't know what Gao Yun was going to do.

Push open the closed wooden door, Gao Yun and Jun Zi Lin fish in.

Although several times to this garden, but Jun Zilin this is the first time to return to this hidden place. Usually, Gao Yun doesn't allow anyone to break into the garden.

Now he is willing to bring himself here. What is this for?

In this small door, there is a wider and closed green bamboo. Before we get close to it, we can hear the sound of the rapidity of the stream, and we can smell the wind coming from the mountain spring.

"Master, where are you going?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Gao Yun doesn't know whether to return to her, but takes Jun Zilin to the bamboo forest.

I'm really worried that Xiaodie will not find herself when she comes back later.

Jun Zilin wants to refuse. After all, she doesn't know how far to go.

But all of a sudden, the person in front stopped.

If not Jun Zilin brake, he must hit Gao Yun.

She followed Gao Yun's side and looked forward along his line of sight. The bamboo forest gradually thinned down, and was replaced by a small pavilion in the forest.

Gao Yun looks at the pavilion, and his eyes are yearning and affectionate.

Is this the residence of the nun?

Jun Zilin can't help guessing.

"Follow me!"

Gao Yun grabs Jun Zilin's hand and takes her to the attic.

Didn't realize his big palm more pull more tightly, Jun Zi Lin only surprised to see in front of the attic, why she actually feel a little familiar with it?

But in her memory, there had never been such a loft.

Did her memory deviate again?

Standing under the attic, Gao Yun looks up at all this. He steps up with some exclamation and turns to say, "Qingyun, come in and have a look."

"Oh."

Now that we are here, there is no reason why we should not go in.

It's to see what's in the loft that Gao Yun cares about with such a complex state of mind.

Creak, the door is pushed open.

Jun Zi Lin first stares big eyes to look inside.

But when she saw the situation inside, her curiosity was like a downpour, and she was immediately drenched with ashes.

"Do you recognize these paintings?" Gao Yun is still in high spirits. His slender fingers caress the paintings hanging on the walls of the attic.

These paintings are made of a pair of cardboard, on which some landscapes are sketched with charcoal blocks.

Just because of the age, these charcoal blocks were drenched, making the landscape on the cardboard very fuzzy. Rao is so. Roughly speaking, the scenery is similar to those outside the attic.

It seems that the owner of this attic loves it here, otherwise he would not record the scenery in his paintings.

But no, why is there cardboard here? Besides, these sketches are almost of the same origin as her!

Moment time, Jun Zilin understand why Gao Yun find himself here.Gao Yun brought her here only because she sketched a picture. "Master, did you draw these?" Jun Zilin asked tentatively, knowing that these were not painted by Gao Yun at all. And Gao Yun is not good at these things.

"It's the old man."

"Where is my old friend?" Jun Zilin saw his answer and asked.

Gao Yun is silent, but he doesn't say anything, but his eyes look straight at Jun Zilin, and there is an indescribable reluctance in his eyes.

It seems that master Gao and his old friend have an unfinished relationship?

Jun Zilin surmises to herself. At the same time, she approaches the painting on the wall beside her and reaches out to touch the painting.

Painting with charcoal in the furnace and painting with mature charcoal are two kinds of handwriting.

Therefore, the paintings drawn by the charcoal blocks in the stove are rough and powerful, and the lines are uninhibited. Compared with the paintings drawn by the mature charcoal blocks, they are much milder.

Jun Zilin a comparison, heart shocked at the same time, immediately concluded that the people here are too much beyond her imagination!

Not only can make cardboard, and even do mature charcoal!

This old friend of Gao Yun is not wearing the same clothes as himself, is he?

"Master, where is your old friend now?" At this point, Jun Zilin is eager to know who this man is and where he is now?

And she wants to know one thing more clearly, if the other side is also dressed, then whether the other side has a way to leave here. Or has the other party left?

Because the painting looks old, Jun Zilin is not sure whether the old friend is still there.

Gao Yun didn't say anything, just silently watching every painting in the attic.

Then he asked Jun Zilin, "Qingyun, can you promise to be a teacher?"

"What's the matter, master?" Jun Zilin asked, in the heart want to let Gao Yun take the old friend's message to exchange.

I saw all the paintings in Gao Yun's Hall pointing out and saying, "help me draw all the paintings here again!"

"This..."

Jun Zilin's painting skills can only be regarded as ordinary, if put to the previous life, she is not brilliant.

Now, she has painted a portrait of Zhou Jin, and she feels very good about herself. It is not only difficult, but also not easy to restore, and also not what she is good at.

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