Against the sky starts from copying

Chapter 46 The Poor Man
He threw the book casually, as if he was just throwing a vulgar novel on the street.

Perhaps in his eyes, compared with the portrait in his hand, the Sea of ​​Clouds and Tide Art is really no different from waste paper.

Guan Yunshan buried his head deeply on the ground, unable to see his expression clearly, his voice was as low as rolling thunder: "You draw very well, this is my promise to you, remember, you only have three days to practice."

"Shenpin cultivation technique detected, scanning..."

"Scan complete..."

"The sacred skill of Yunhai Tide Jue, after practice, it can increase the physical strength of the first class..."

"Copying exercises can be cultivated to the ninth stage, and the copying needs to consume 99 points of thought power..."

"After improvement, the skill can be upgraded to a holy grade. The improvement needs to consume 99 points of mental power..."

"The host's current mental strength is insufficient, it cannot be copied, and it cannot be improved."

The rising sound of the Tiansheng Illustrated Book slowly sounded in his head, and Lin Tianyang held the Sea of ​​Clouds and Tide Jue in his hand, feeling extremely heavy and without a trace of joy.

Guan Yunshan cried so sad after seeing the portrait, it seems that his method of begging for the Sea of ​​Clouds and Tidal Art seems to be taking advantage of such deep affection.

Lin Tianyang grasped the Sea of ​​Clouds and Tidal Art, and bowed very seriously: "Thank you for the gift, senior!"

"No, this is what I promised you," Guan Yunshan said in a deep voice without moving, "You go out first, I want to stay by myself for a while."

"Yes." Lin Tianyang knew that he only needed a quiet space to heal his wounds at this time, so he left the room with the Sea of ​​Clouds and Tides Art without asking any further questions.

As soon as he went out, he saw Pearl squatting on the ground.

Pearl was still wearing last night's clothes, her big eyes were flushed, and there was a trace of tiredness on her gorgeous face, as if she hadn't slept all night.

A night without sleep often means a night of waiting.

"Miss Zhu'er, have you waited here all night?" Lin Tianyang was a little surprised that Fengmanlou's service attitude was so good?
Zhu'er smiled charmingly, got up slowly, and stomped on her tingling legs, causing a wave of waves, which made Lin Tianyang's entire face turn red instantly.

Seeing his appearance as a junior, Zhu'er smiled even wider, but her eyes still couldn't hide the deep tiredness.

"Miss Zhu'er, let's go to sleep quickly, I've been tossing all night, I'm really sleepy." Lin Tianyang said anxiously.

He really couldn't stand it any longer. This night he consumed not only his thoughts, but also countless minds. Even if he gathered his spirit for half a step, he was a little mentally exhausted and had a severe headache.

Zhu'er's eyes flickered, she smiled shyly, and softly tried to figure out the meaning of his words: "Young master, when you say this, do you want me to take you to sleep, or do you want me to sleep with you?" What do you think?"

Lin Tianyang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized the deep meaning of his words, and was immediately embarrassed: "Miss Zhuer, don't get me wrong, I just want to find a place to sleep!"

"You're so funny. I'm just in the business of sleeping with people. What's wrong with you?" Zhu'er smiled coquettishly, and looked at his blushing face and said bitterly: "Could it be that the young master despises the slave family?" ?”

Lin Tianyang was a virgin for two generations, seeing Zhu'er's charming appearance, his whole body was already congested with blood, if it wasn't for the lack of energy and the shadow of Wang Ziyan lingering in his mind, he might have surrendered long ago.

"Miss Zhu'er, I really want to sleep well now!" Lin Tianyang rejected Zhu'er's invitation to sleep with a strong and inhuman will.

Zhu'er covered her mouth with a smile, stopped teasing him, turned around with light lotus steps and walked forward: "Unexpectedly, the young master is somewhat similar to Mr. Guan!"

"Huh?" Lin Tianyang followed her footsteps and asked curiously, "Why am I similar to Senior Guan?"

Zhu'er led the way slowly, with a gentle smile on her face: "Master Guan has lived in Fengmanlou for half a month, and he lives alone every night, and has never had anything really happened with the slave family."

She exhaled like blue, but there was a hint of disappointment hidden in her tone.

"How is this possible?" Lin Tianyang was startled, thinking of Guan Yunshan's familiarity and tone before, he couldn't believe Zhu'er's words: "Could it be that he used Fengmanlou as an inn?"

Zhu'er didn't answer, she led him into an accordion not far away, laid out the mattress for him softly, and sat on the side of the bed: "The official came half a month ago, he came to Fengmanlou On the first day, all our sisters were sent to his room."

Lin Tianyang was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this kind of style was in line with the temperament of a martial arts rogue.

"Speaking of which, you are not afraid of your son's ridicule. Mr. Guan is lavish and sophisticated. My sisters and I all think he is a prodigal son who has experienced a lot of money, and we wish to use all the means to get some more money from him."

Zhu'er smiled slightly, as if thinking of something interesting: "However, after Mr. Guan finished counting all the girls in our building, I was the only one left. I thought it was because of my outstanding appearance that he would fall in love with you." For me, but I found out later that he would choose me only because I was somewhat similar to the woman he missed day and night."

Lin Tianyang took a closer look at her and found that she was somewhat similar to the woman in the painting.

"There are quite a few customers who come here to lie to me that they look like their first love, but only Mr. Guan has no desire in his eyes when he looks at me, only longing."

"From that moment on, I knew that in Master Guan's heart, there really lived a woman that he would never forget."

"As the flower head of Fengmanlou in Mobei, I am naturally unwilling to be compared with other women, but even if I try my best, Master Guan has never really lingered with me. He just used his hands and feet in vain. , I’m really a little disappointed!”

Zhu'er smiled sweetly and said slowly, but Lin Tianyang could see the sadness hidden in her eyes.

"This oiran in Mobei Fengmanlou actually has some genuine affection for Senior Guan..."

He knew where this sadness came from, and he didn't know where it started.

The women in the brothel have been through the world for a long time, and they do the business of welcoming and sending them off. A passionate person who is lingering tonight may lift his pants and refuse to recognize him tomorrow. Everything is just the relationship between money and flesh. a luxury.

As an oiran, she shouldn't be so affectionate.

Seeing the doubt in his eyes, Zhu'er smiled sweetly: "Your Excellency must be very confused too. Why does a woman like me, who lives by selling her body, care so much about Mr. Guan?"

"Girl, you are underestimating yourself. Everyone has the right to choose their own life." Lin Tianyang comforted in a deep voice.

Zhu'er smiled lightly, not without ridicule: "Young master's words are really beautiful, but they are just beautiful words. Even if you are as honorable as Master Guan, when did you have the right to choose your own life?"

Lin Tianyang fell silent thinking of Guan Yunshan kneeling and crying bitterly.

"If there is a choice, why does he need to drink alcohol day and night to paralyze himself, and why does he need to look at the moon and sigh every night?"

"If he could choose, why would he have to go to all the troubles to find painters all over the world to paint for him?"

"If there is still a choice, why should he be so pitiful, alone all day long, not seeing the person he misses?"

For the first time, there was no smile on Zhu'er's face, and she looked at Lin Tianyang very seriously.

Lin Tianyang was speechless and could only remain silent.

Maybe what Zhu Er said is right, there is no choice in life, because people often don't live for themselves, and they always lose what they lose.

Life without choices is helpless, such as Guan Yunshan, such as Zhu Er, are poor people who have gone through suffering.

The room fell silent for a moment, with occasional bird chirping outside the window.

Zhu'er leaned lightly on the bed beam, and sighed softly: "Young master is just like Mr. Guan, he doesn't want to lose his life in a brothel, why isn't there someone in his heart?"

Lin Tianyang was slightly taken aback, a beautiful image flashed in his mind, he was a little uncertain: "Wang Ziyan...does it count?"

Thinking of smiling at each other in the night, he also showed a smile.

Zhu'er saw his reaction clearly, and sighed quietly: "Young master and Mr. Guan really hate each other, it seems that the slave family can't do business with the two of you."

Lin Tianyang smiled awkwardly, and said: "It's because of love that the business can't be done. I will definitely remember the kindness of the girl who led the way today."

He intentionally eased the atmosphere, and Zhu'er really laughed, and some gleams of light returned to her eyes: "My lord is so funny!"

She stood up and gave a salute: "My lord, don't take offense. Zhu'er just wanted to tell you that the painting is very important to Mr. Guan. Zhu'er sincerely thanks you for your kindness!"

Lin Tianyang waved his hands and said, "Miss, you're welcome, but it's just a matter of raising your hands."

"Then I won't bother you, young master, so you can rest." Zhu'er saluted again, and quietly exited the room.

Lin Tianyang was already so sleepy that he lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes.

But at night it was the god of war who wouldn't let him sleep, and during the day it was the saint of painting who wouldn't let him sleep.

"Get up! Hurry up and start practicing the Sea of ​​Clouds and Tides Art!"

Wu Daozi's voice exploded in his ears like the most powerful brain.

(End of this chapter)