Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 201

The term kicking tip is a simplification of kicking Dendrobium Linjian.

When paying taxes and paying grain, the petty official will kick the bucket full of grain with his feet to make the grain dense and full for refilling.

After the grain is packed into a flat dendrobium bucket, especially if there is space, it will continue to be packed into a cone shape, so that the rice grains will drip down, so that the people will pay a lot more.

Means to exploit.

The picture in this painting is not an official, but a little ghost, which is somewhat ironic.

The finished painting was spread out to dry by this person, and soon attracted the attention of others.

"Luo Banxian, have you seen a ghost again?"

"This ghost is everywhere, can't you see it?" The painter snorted, turned and entered.

Seeing Lin Zhuming looking at him playfully, he couldn't help saying: "You Taoist, if you don't buy paintings, why are you looking at me?"

"I see that your Excellency is good at drawing ghosts, so I want to help draw a picture."

"Huh? What kind of picture are you drawing? Are you from another place? Don't you know my reputation? I, Luo, don't make paintings for others at will."

"Haha." Lin Zhuoming took out an ingot of gold.

After killing the evil God of Wealth, Lin Zhuoming was able to pass on the art of "turning a stone into gold" in the mirror of his heart.

It's just that this technique is just using wealth to turn stubborn stones, which can be regarded as a blindfold. It may turn into a stone in a few days, or it may turn into a stone in 2000 years, but it is not afraid of it turning into a stone right now.

"Hehe, it's just a dumb thing."

Lin Zhuming has already recognized this person, it is Luo Pin, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou, with a unique style of painting.

Legend has it that this person was born with yin and yang eyes and could see ghosts. Presumably it was just a story told by a collector who collected his "Ghost Pictures" and wanted to increase the value of his treasures.

Although this figure painting is satirical, in fact its own character is not very noble, so the word "weird" has both praise and criticism.

Lin Zhuming smiled and said, "You asked me whether I should buy the painting or not, how did you get the money, and you said it was A Duwu? It's really inconsistent."

Luo Pin said: "The paintings here include my paintings and those of my friends. If you choose, you will naturally earn a living. But if you name them and ask me to customize a painting, it will naturally be different."

"Chongning Temple was renovated last year. The monks in the temple asked the prefect of Yangzhou to invite me. I just made a mural there. How do you invite me?"

"Haha." Lin Zhuming smiled and said, "How about asking for the people's life?"

Luo Pin was taken aback: "Forget it."

Then he said: "This year the emperor celebrates his birthday. I was going to Beijing to draw a picture to celebrate his birthday. I made a picture of ten thousand blessings and a picture of the hundred sons of birthday stars. After finishing this picture, it's time to finish the painting. Now I will make another one for you."

Lin Zhuming nodded: "Since you can draw Bodhisattvas and people well, don't you know it's possible to draw hell?"

"You Taoist, why are you painting hell?" Luo Pin said, "Isn't it the disguised picture of hell painted by Wu Daozi, the sage of painting?"

Lin Zhuming shook his head, and said, "Yesterday, I went to Meihualing to observe and saw the 1-person grave. In the pit, there were yakshas, ​​asuras, and rakshasas, who were suppressed by the pagoda..."

Luo Pin thought he could see ghosts with his yin and yang eyes, but when he heard Lin Zhuming's description, his eyes widened: "Where do you want me to draw?"

"Let's paint it at the ancestral hall on Meihua Ridge." Lin Zhuoming said: "In such a hell on earth, there must be someone who knows about the murderous ghosts, and warns the world."

Luo Pin stared at Lin Zhuming for a long time, then pushed Jin Jin away: "I draw pictures of ghosts, and the world wonders, thinking that I can see ghosts, but in fact, what I see is no different from them, and drawing ghosts is drawing people."

"You want me to draw this hell, but I have never seen hell, so I can only draw according to this world."

"Stay true to your wish."

Lin Zhuming said: "I have seen a few ghost paintings, and there are already mature elves in them. Can Mr. Luo need a seal from the poor Taoist priest to save them from causing trouble?"

"People live poor people, people die poor ghosts, let him go."

At this time, a scholar with a basket on his back passed by, and was attracted by a picture of a lady at the door of the store.

"What a beautiful fairy sister."

When Luo Pin saw someone buying a painting, he immediately greeted him.

"This painting only costs 20 taels."

The scholar looked at his rucksack, then at the painting, and finally gritted his teeth: "Wrap it up for me."

"Haha, scholar, you have a good eye. This picture was drawn by my master. It has been here for more than twenty years. Unfortunately, no one has the discerning eye. Today you have to go. Maybe you will have some adventures."

"Oh, what adventure can I have? I went to Guobei County to collect debts this time. I don't know how much money I can get. I don't know how much money I can make from this trip. I bought this painting. I’m afraid it’s a waste of time.”

"How can it be calculated like this? Each flower is in each eye, and right and wrong are in people's hearts. If you like this painting, you will regard it as a treasure. If you don't love this painting, it's just a scrap of paper." Lin Zhuming smiled and said: "You bought this painting , how can it be considered a waste of time?"

"It makes sense." The scholar instantly felt very comfortable.

Then slightly arched his hands: "Ning Caichen, a native of Jinhua, Zhejiang."

Lin Zhuming smiled: "You Fang is a Sanren, from Jiangning."

"Jiangning is good. In the land of the two Huaihe Rivers in Zhejiang, the drought has been raging for a long time. It has been drought for several months. Otherwise, I would not have traveled so far to collect debts... Jiangning has auspiciousness. I heard people say that there is a real dragon. Rainfall... If this dragon turns around and it rains, the world will not be severely drought."

"Hahaha." Lin Zhuoming smiled.

Then he gave him a talisman: "Scholar, you are a bit interesting. The talisman of Pindao is the most powerful to ward off evil spirits. You can hold it to save you from traveling. If you encounter any evil things on the way, just put it on your chest."

"What! I don't believe in such strange words."

Lin Zhuming said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's Liao Zhai, and I met the protagonist who has an unresolved relationship with ghosts."

But I was a little curious, wondering if I would meet Yan Chixia, the tree demon grandma, the Yinshan ghost king...

If it was that version, there might be Purdue Cihang Centipede Jing...

Then he shook his head, saying don't think too much about it.

"Believe it or not, I'll take it, it's a predestined relationship." Lin Zhuming forced his hands into his hand: "Don't worry, I won't charge money."

"Huh? No money?" Luo Pin said immediately, "Give me one too."

Lin Zhuming then gave him one too.

Luo Pin took the talisman and hid it carefully: "Tomorrow I will go to Meihualing, and when the painting is finished, I will go to Beiping."

"It's just right, I'm going too, so I'll play here for a few days, and wait for Luo Gong to finish the painting, and we'll go on the road together."

"Alright, the Taoist priest is carrying a sword on his back, and looks like he has extraordinary martial arts skills. Now that the world is in chaos, it may not be peaceful if he wants to travel far."

Lin Zhuming said in his heart: "Take me as a bodyguard, I'm afraid your journey will be even more uneven."

But he didn't say anything, he just focused his attention on Ning Caichen, planning to take advantage of Luo Pin's painting days and follow him for a day trip to Lanruo Temple to see what's going on.

(End of this chapter)