"I have four arts, and I will appreciate them with you."

Jiang Lin landed on the surface of the river and spoke.

In fact, Jiang Lin really doesn't want to do more, one poem is enough, isn't it enough to appear in front of people?

But there is no way, I must have four arts for one person, otherwise the score is not enough.

If the score is not enough, how can you choose an opponent when you compete in the sect......

And the flower boat in the middle of the river still has no maid to come out, which means that he can't complete the task.

"The next song "Dispel Sorrow" is dedicated to you."

Everyone saw Jiang Lin on the surface of the river take out a high stool from the storage bag and take out a strange musical instrument.

The instrument has strange curves, a bit like a lute, but it doesn't seem to be ......

In fact, Jiang Lin doesn't want to play the guitar, in contrast, Jiang Lin wants to play the erhu more, but Jiang Lin can't......

"When you walk into this fun field

Carry all your dreams and thoughts on your back

All kinds of makeup on the face

No one remembers what you look like

......

A cup of sunrise and a glass of moonlight

Awaken my yearning and soften the cold window. ”

The sound of an unknown instrument, a tune that has never been heard, the melodious singing, a bit of vicissitudes of life, seems to tell the lonely desolation of this flower thief every night.

That kind of loneliness, that kind of coldness, that kind of reality is cruel, and I drink and get drunk to make people feel distressed, and they all pour into people's hearts.

"It turned out that I misunderstood Jiang Gongzi, Jiang Gongzi didn't just want to pick flowers, but was really lonely and lonely."

On the riverbank, many women quietly burst into tears, eager to immediately rush over and hug Jiang Lin into their arms, telling him to come to the slave's room tonight, and the slave family will comfort you~~~

After a song, most of the musician monks shook their heads emotionally and wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes.

Jiang Gongzi not only created his own musical instrument, but also created his own tunes and lyrics.

Singing people sings more heart.

This is the man in the song.

The high-grade spirit stone he lost didn't seem to be so bad...... There are also losses that have a good face......

After this song, more than a dozen flower boats with good music came out with maids.

Jiang Lin didn't stop, and directly copied a copy of Wang Xi's predecessor's "Lanting Collection Preface" and displayed it in the air.

For Jiang Lin, although he doesn't know calligraphy, he is a monk anyway, and this kind of copying is not a problem.

A Lanting collection preface makes insiders call insiders, and laymen call them very powerful......

As soon as the calligraphy came out, except for the flower boat in the center of the river, all the maids of the other flower boats had already walked out.

This has always been recorded in the festival of lights.

In fact, Jiang Lin is really blushing now.

If you copy the works of your predecessors in your previous life like this, will you be struck by lightning......

So in the end, in order to leave some room for himself, he originally wanted to paint a picture of "Qingming Riverside Picture", but Jiang Lin changed it to free play.

According to the impression of the woman in the heart of the river, Jiang Linjiang painted a portrait with a two-dimensional taste.

In the painting, the woman is standing leaning on, the river is sparkling, and the woman with the extremely high mountain peak looks into the distance, adding a jade flute to her hand.

Everyone has never seen such a strange style of painting, too illusory and idealistic, but it makes people see at a glance that it is the woman in the heart of the river (probably because the mountain is too high).

It's not a scribble, it's not a whim, it's a way of painting, with its own rules and rigorous theories.

This makes some of these painters itch, if it weren't for the fact that it is easy to be regarded as being in the same league as a flower thief, and they are also gambling with others, losing the face of others, they are now eager to go up and ask for advice.

Thinking of this, many monks regretted it, why did they bet against this Jiang Gongzi at that time? Now not only have I lost money, but it is also difficult to ask him for advice......

"This painting is for the girl."

After collecting the ink and drying it with spiritual power, Jiang Lin waved his sleeves lightly, and the scroll was sent to the flower boat in the center of the river.

The maid on the river center flower boat finally walked out, held Jiang Lin's painting into her arms, and bowed: "Miss, please put the son on the boat." ”

"Hiss~~~"

All the men on the shore gasped almost at the same time, looking at Jiang Lin's eyes were extremely hot, and they couldn't wait to kick Jiang Lin down and replace him!

I want to climb the mountain myself!

After all, the scenery on the mountain is so good!

For a while, even if everyone subconsciously knew that it was Jiang Lin's talent that conquered that woman, they were very unhappy in their hearts! even wanted to burn Jiang Lin with a fire.

Feeling the sight of the men around him, Jiang Lin was nothing, after all, the lemon fruit under the lemon tree, with him and me, it was normal for sour.

But Jiang Lin felt an extremely hot and dangerous aura in these gazes.

These glances are not sour, but like a threat: "If you have the ability, get on her flower boat!" Long and endurable? Then you go on......"

It's true! If it weren't for the needs of the system task, I would never have been on the ship! Absolutely not! It's definitely not because the mountain is too tall and too big!

But as long as you don't do anything, it's a big deal to let the senior sister search for her divine sense, which can be explained anyway.

So under the watchful eye, Jiang Lin stepped on the flower boat.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Lin is extremely chic, and it is even more enviable that he can climb the mountain to collapse tonight.

But in Jiang Lin's heart, there is a feeling of being watched by his wife to tutor......

Always feel like Hong Shixian?

"Senior sister! Calm down! Huh? Masters? Masters!!! ”

When the flower boat gradually glanced away, the junior sisters of the Longmen Sect felt bad and wanted to hug the senior sister again! It turned out that the senior sister was gone!

"Not good! Protect Senior Brother Jiang! ”

Qin Xiao shouted loudly and led his juniors and disciples to squeeze out of the crowd!

I also want to ask my junior brother how he feels about climbing the mountain tonight......

"Little marry! Don't be impulsive! ”

"Little marry! You have to believe that Jiang Gongzi, he will not be confused by that mountain peak! ”

"Little marriage!"

On the riverbank, there were also girls running away.

At the same time, the "junior sister" who was surrounded by the four "senior sisters" in the middle looked at the flower boat that was getting farther and farther away, and her eyes were also wandering: "What does this fluttering hooves want to do?" ”

......

Jiang Lin walked into the boat, and the woman appeared in front of him and bowed, which was truly graceful.

Jiang Lin wiped his nose and bowed: "Hello girl." ”

Looking at Jiang Lin, she smiled: "Just tell me to turn into a butterfly." ”

"Good name for girl!"

Jiang Lin finally looked away from his uncompetitive gaze, and the crazy black man carried the coffin in his heart!

However, the pale pink and reddish arrangement in the boat and the lingering fragrance on the tip of the nose constantly stimulated Jiang Lin's reason.

This sandalwood has no ecstasy effect, it is entirely because this woman is there, and they are all ethereal.

Jiang Lin was a little worried, worried that he would not be able to survive an hour in this boat......

"Childe."

"Huh?"

Just when Jiang Lin kept diverting his attention, he only felt a softness in front of him.

"Childe, is it going to have dinner first, or is it ...... What about me....."

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