One inch loyalty

Chapter 19

Painting on quilts is interesting, but if you can see Fei Guang's cub form with your own eyes, standing on the jade slip with two paws, bouncing back and forth to paint——

But when Yu Yanfang thought of this, he heard Fei Guang snorted heavily in the blanket!

It had indeed thought about whether to drill out and stand...stand up and paint.Sure enough, when he thinks of Yu Yan, he can hear this person's frivolous thoughts!

Immediately, Yu Xianchang was terrified, put his hands together subconsciously, and bent the man's waist in the direction of Feiguang. After bending over to confess his crime, he came back to his senses and forced himself to calm down: "Feiguang, what's the matter?"

Flying Light's long eyelashes drooped heavily, half covering his round eyes, and he said after a while, "You have to sit farther away, or it won't be easy to draw."

In this way, Yu Yan was driven all the way to the wall, so that the man could no longer see clearly, and then Fei Guang began to lay down his claws.

Yu Xianchang's eyes were eager to pierce, but he could only vaguely distinguish that Fei Guang used the blue light and fireflies as the ink, and his fingers and claws as the brush, making gestures and strokes on the bright and simple surface.

The claws come like a cat chewing and go like a dog crawling. They look very clumsy, and I am afraid that the drawing is not worthy of a human figure.

Unconsciously, Yu Yan was a little uneasy, his heart was burning like a small fire, he was afraid that Fei Guang's painting would not look like it, and he would not be able to match people in the future.

But Fei Guang retracted his claws and lowered his head to look at himself, but he was quite satisfied.

The small statue on Jane's face is tall and strong, with a pair of leopard ears, and it is well-informed at first glance.

There are fox-like eyebrows and eyes on his face, and he smiles all the time, which is quite sly.

There is a snake letter spit out of the mouth, sometimes it is like a sword like a knife, sometimes it is sweet like a lily.

And the focus is on drawing a heart, which is drawn on the chest.It says there: Warm.

Fei Guang looked at it four or five times, only felt that the characteristics were distinct, and he couldn't pick out a single flaw. He could match the person at a glance, and then he wrote the person's name: Yu Yan.

When it finished this important task, it raised its head suddenly, and saw Yu Yan leaning towards the bedside with a strange expression, also looking at its painting.

After a while, Yu Xianchang smiled vaguely: "You are very similar to the painting! I knew at a glance that this was a painting of me! But human eyes and bird eyes see things... Oh, Feiguang, I mean, it’s still early , why not prepare a few more backhands?"

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Hearing his mention, Fei Guang was so ashamed that he closed his eyes for a moment.

It still tried to be calm, and asked in a deep voice, "It's all so well prepared, why do you want to be late?"

But he thought in his heart with surprise and joy, he was so considerate, and he was afraid that he was not considerate enough, that person didn't want to be separated from him so much.

The slightly shivering feeling, like walking on a moonlit night, with snow staining his shoulders and temples, and the alcohol warming his liver and gallbladder, made Fei Guang a little flushed, almost unable to bear the deep meaning in his words.

However, it is no different from Yu Yan.

It also wants to be inseparable and stay together forever.

It is also worried about gains and losses, and is always afraid of not being thorough enough.

Yu Xianchang seemed to have heard its inner voice again, he bent his eyes with a smile, and urged softly, "That Feiguang should think of a way."

Fei Guang looked away, coughed lightly, and pretended to agree reluctantly: "Even if you find some other wood and stones, scribble your life on it, and use it as a proof of meeting in the future, a cautious person like me will not believe it... that's all , I’ll give it a try and comprehend a new supernatural power.”

Hearing Feiguang's boast of being cautious, Yu Yan couldn't help thinking of how easily it got into the trap back then. His eyes were sour for a while, and after a while, he forced his eyebrows to bend, put on a smile, and said with a smile, "I listen It is said that the ancestors created their own supernatural powers, and they had to go to the blessed land of the cave. My family, Fei Guang, sat under the mattress, and he was able to realize the Tao! What kind of supernatural powers did he realize? Could it be something that people can never forget, so that they can remember you and me? ?”

Fei Guang scowled under the mattress, and said in a deep voice, "I've always had a photographic memory..."

It paused, realizing that it seemed to be showing off. Fang boasted that he was cautious and dignified, and that he had learned a lot and memorized. His cheeks became hot, and he hurriedly talked about the business: "Once I get enlightened, I don't know how much time I will spend." Time, you can stay here, if you are bored, just go for a stroll outside the house.

Yu Xianchang agreed, and sure enough, he sat back on the chair and waited for it with his chin resting for a while.Two hours later, the talent stood up, walked slowly to the door of the house, leaned his back on the door frame, stepped on the threshold, facing the cool breeze in the hall, stood with folded arms, his smiling eyes still glanced at Fei Light.

The aura in Feiguang's body was as thin as a gossamer, it had been brewing for a long time, but with a breath of strength, he forced out the other two jade slips.

The three volumes of jade slips are piled up in one place, the jade is either deep or shallow, and the little blue light may float or sink, just like the distant clear water gathers here, and the sky is full of stars sleeping in the water.

Fei Guang had mentioned to Yu Yan his supernatural powers with these three slips before, the first and last slips were used to overcome difficulties and enemies, the Ming De slip was used to break through formations, and the last slip of Jianshi was used to hunt for treasures.

Why do we need to realize supernatural powers?

Although every bird roams the vastness of the world, it can die for food.

Although mortals have gone through the alternation of spring and autumn, they can perish for wealth.

It practices the Tao, precisely to escape all desires and the mystery of the broken fetus.

That's why we need to cultivate our own virtues, discern the root and the bottom of things, learn from the wonders of the world...

But then what?

It couldn't help looking at Yu Yan, and Yu Xianchang squinted his eyes, as if he was disturbed by the jade light in the room, and looked here leisurely, humming a little song in his mouth, making up a good word Change it completely: "Fei Guang, Fei Guang, advise you to have a glass of wine."

"I don't see the mountains outside the mountains, the buildings outside the buildings, the night snow Penglai, and the overseas Yingzhou. The gold and silver horses are useless. Tens of thousands of poems and books will damage my freedom."

"Consciously loses hills and valleys in the chest, and lacks mountains and rivers in the eyes. Naturally, there is no thinking, no way, no way, no fear of cold and warm weather, and the impermanence of things..."

Fei Guang almost wanted to pull his mind out again, raised his voice and instructed Yu Yan to talk less nonsense, and he should always be in awe.

At this point, Yu Yan sang the last sentence vaguely: "I'm afraid that... I won't be able to fly, and I will perish."

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Fei Guang couldn't help being stunned, for a moment, it was like stepping on green clogs, wrapped in a mass of red dust, twisted so hard that it couldn't speak, hear, or see, it was almost ecstatic.

It seems to be drowned in this sentence.

And then, the eyes suddenly brightened, as if someone had sprinkled flying flowers in the Wugou lotus pond, telling it to unravel the color of the world of mortals.

That's right, what kind of supernatural power does it want to cultivate?

It is willing to appreciate the wonders of the world, to see the beautiful scenery... and then, it is willing to taste the joys and sorrows of lovesickness, and is willing to fight for the life of the person in front of it and the sky, so as to protect him very well. —

Hidden under the quilt, Fei Guang couldn't help blinking his steamy eyes, and silently called Yu Xianchang's name twice.

It suddenly knew what kind of supernatural power it wanted to comprehend.

Yu Yan took a leisurely glance at this moment, and saw several volumes of jade slips floating up into the air one by one, suddenly scattered from the long jade scrolls into slips.

Pieces of jasper slips, bathed in bright blue light, wandered in the air in the small room, replaced and reorganized. When countless jade slips flew up, the sound of the jade ringing was better than a long sword coming out of the box.

I don't know how long it took before all the jasper slips in the room returned to their places, forming a long line of jade slips in mid-air.

Fei Guang hid under the quilt, pinched the time, and with a flick of his fingers, a beam of bright blue light swept away, traveling like a shuttle among countless slips, weaving the warp and weft, and re-tying all the slips into a new roll.

When the new scroll slowly sank and spread out on the quilt, Yu Yan saw that there was still a clumsy small portrait in the scroll, which was the one drawn by Fei Guang... him.

Yu Xianchang let out a soft "ah" in his mouth, as if he had finally realized that it turned out that such a small portrait, painted on Feiguang's supernatural creations for generations, was actually like this.

He squeezed his hot earballs with his hands, feeling a little distracted for a moment, and quietly took two steps forward.

But when I got closer, I realized that the bulge on the brocade quilt seemed to be a little smaller.

Fei Guang vaguely heard Yu Yan calling it, and vaguely knew that someone was caressing its feathers through a brocade quilt.

But just now comprehending this magical skill, it almost exhausted all its strength.

For a time, it felt distracted and its meridians were cracked... and didn't believe that it would dissipate, so it only took a small mouthful of breath, suppressing the sound of pain.

After a full half hour's delay, Fei Guang regained his spirits a little, and stretched out his bright yellow finger claws from under the quilt, and hooked them up, down, left, and right, and in all directions several times, finally hooking Yu Xianchang's fingertips.

Yu Yan's eyes were reddish. Although his eyebrows were bent and the corners of his mouth were raised, he didn't seem to be smiling.

Fei Guang looked at him with force from the gap, and then carefully considered his words, and slowly boasted: "Yu Yan, look at me, it took me a little time to realize a new supernatural power. New I intend to call this volume of supernatural creations together "Tianji Jian", which is taken from the meaning of comprehending heavenly secrets and divination. As long as you stand in front of me and I use my supernatural powers, I can see one or two things that are similar to yours. Matters related to the future—”

When Fei Guang said this, his eyelids were dizzy from exhaustion, and his breathing was a little heavy. After a while, he continued: "I can deduce that you and I will be the Tao in the future... Well, I'm not afraid that I won't remember you."

Yu Yan's face was blushed by Fei Guang's words, and he was very sad in his heart.

He wanted to agree wholeheartedly, to praise Fei Guang a few more words, and also wanted to get angry with him, for example, asking, "What do we calculate in the future, are we fellow Taoists?"

How could someone make him ashamed and make him so frivolous?

Yu Yan's mood was ups and downs that day, and his voice was somewhat hoarse. He coughed twice, and then laughed hoarsely: "Fei Guang is really extraordinary in understanding, Taoism is amazing! This supernatural power can't be better!"

Fei Guang was very happy to be praised by him, it suddenly thought that on this day, at this moment, it would take advantage of the opportunity to count its future for Yu Yan.

Even though it was exhausted, it still clasped Yu Yan's hand tightly with its claws for this whim.

When Yu Yan looked down, he saw Fei Guang's little claw, like a bright yellow claw.