Chapter 5, Li Mo, have you ever eaten meat
Li Mo no longer went to the main hall, as there were no similar regulations in the calligraphy and painting hall. Moreover, given his current painting skills, it was already difficult to improve through prolonged practice.
Li Mo balances work and rest; usually after completing a painting, he stretches for a moment to slow down the deterioration of his body as much as possible
This dagger is a small carving knife used by carpenters, and the hemp rope on the handle was tied by Li Mu. It has been hidden by Li Mo in the sole of his shoe
Return to the management office
She changed her demeanor again and playfully asked, "Have you ever eaten beast meat?"
Li Mo gazed out at the scattered stars, noticing that it was still early in the night. He then took a brush in hand and began to dance upon the rice paper, as the gray-black ink slowly spread, forming a fierce mountain spirit.
Li Mo, you indeed possess a certain level of skill; no, it is due to your talent that you can depict the ferocity of the mountain lord so vividly.
She examined it carefully under the candlelight
At the moment of adding the finishing touch to the dragon painting, Li Mohuan's scattered pupils refocused.
Only hunger will briefly leave the chamber
It is important to note that Li Mo is nearly eleven years old, and the initial signs of a serious illness are beginning to appear
He is currently painting and can only ensure a 30% chance of reaching the level of the first painting and the book's illustration of the tiger's roar, with most of the work feeling somewhat lacking as it approaches completion
Oh dear, it's all my fault
Li Mo instead became the most free
All mysteries must await until he has acquired sufficient power to unravel the secrets of the melting town layer by layer
After a few moments of stalemate, he hesitantly shouted: "Lord Hu, being magnanimous, why bother to argue with a young brat."
I won't tease you anymore
In Li Mo's understanding, the villagers do not eat meat because they are accustomed to frugality, and in addition, they do not lack food, making it entirely unnecessary to take the risk of hunting
The smoke and the black gas emitted by Liu Qin are quite similar, although their colors differ slightly
Li Mo suddenly recalled that although he had seen pregnant women eating meat, he had never witnessed the scene of villagers slaughtering wild beasts.
Due to the condition of immortality, one no longer needs to eat by the age of thirty
What peculiarities do the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests possess? Is there an inevitable connection between the absence of birds and beasts in the melting town and the two?
Children obtain food only once a day, and consuming coarse grains will not affect their physical development; they are quite easy to nourish
They have no idea what kind of artwork to create, and even if they are full of vitality, over time they will become numb and despairing
Among the three roommates, Zeng Xiaoyi chose to voluntarily demote himself to a servant role, while the other two consciously exchanged their rooms, leaving him alone.
As Li Mo prepared to grind the ink, the sound of delicate footsteps brushed past outside the door
Hu Guan Shi smiled charmingly and said with a capricious tone, "You are from Niu Jia Village; it is not surprising if you have seen a mountain lord."
The sound of laughter, like silver bells, echoed through the air. At some point, the figure of Manager Hu appeared in front of Li Mo's desk, dressed in a pale red robe that looked exceedingly flamboyant.
Li Mo grew up in Niujiacun and had seen a mountain lord once on the high slope behind the village, which he has never forgotten since.
However, the ink is already insufficient, and he picked up the few remaining ink sticks
It can be said that it is quite strange
Not only has Liu Qin disappeared without a trace, but the Painting and Calligraphy Hall has also not dispatched any new painters.
However, after a series of inexplicable inquiries from Hu Guan, he could not help but feel a deep sense of dread.
Bang bang bang
Immediately afterward, Hu's meticulously cared-for skin erupted with numerous pustules, accompanied by the foul odor of decaying flesh, as if the skin were rapidly dissolving.
Li Mo noticed that although it was late, the painter's apprentices had likely not yet returned to their quarters, as they were required to practice in the main hall until midnight
Li Mo has come to understand why Manager Hu insists on applying the funeral makeup, as her features are all artificial, resulting in an exceedingly exaggerated appearance
Li Mo is not sensitive to the cold, but the fact that he can immediately sense something unusual indicates that the indoor temperature has already reached that of mid-winter
Li Mo furrowed her brow and replied: "Since childhood, my family has been impoverished, with older brothers and sisters to support. We would only have one meal of grains each day, and in the village, only pregnant women and children are allowed to eat meat"
Li Mo wants to know the answer, but it is evident that Manager Hu will not disclose it
He has been diligently practicing painting in the room for several days, but unfortunately, he has been unable to capture that fleeting inspiration from before
The pawnshop suddenly became highly vigilant, a state that lasted for several days before it came to an end, during which the apprentices could only engage in repetitive drawing.
Hu Guan took out the Tiger Howl painting that Li Mo had given to Liu Qin, and the painting still bore traces of blood
As the painting became increasingly complete, Li Mo had fully entered the zone, with the brush showing no signs of pause, his expression relaxed and content.
Once Li Mo's condition had recovered, he returned to his desk and continued to embark on a new round of painting, still focusing on the mountain lord
If it were not for the inability to reproduce after the age of twenty, every household would have numerous descendants
The first attempt at painting is undoubtedly supported by various factors, including favorable timing, location, and the right people.
In an instant, the gray mist she emitted vanished without a trace, and her flesh returned to its original state, except that her features were erased, leaving a faceless visage staring at Li Mo.
Li Mo's expression was tense as he leaned against the wall, staring at the door
Hehehe ... ...
He simply stayed indoors, painting by the dim candlelight, and did not feel that the conditions were inadequate
Li Mo raised his head upon hearing this, only to see Manager Hu enveloped in a cloud of gray smoke
Little Li Mo, how did you recognize me
Hu Guanshi smiled, covering his face with a light veil
Li Mosong let out a sigh and respectfully bent down to bow, saying: "I accidentally caught a whiff of the unique fragrance of rouge on Hu Guanshi..."
The only drawback is that sometimes it is difficult to distinguish between day and night
What on earth is this
He recalled the vigilance displayed by the pawnshop recently, and his right hand instinctively moved to his lower back, where a dagger fell into his palm
Li Mo looked at the mountain lord in the painting, which lacked vitality and spirit, and felt no regret. He casually crumpled it into a ball and burned it to ashes over the candle flame
The footsteps outside the door echoed once more, striking Li Mo's heart like a heavy object, causing the temperature in the room to suddenly drop by five or six degrees
Li Mo stood frozen in place, fully aware that this was a test from Manager Hu, yet a chill ran down his spine, reaching the crown of his head
Li Mo had a premonition that if his answer did not align with Manager Hu's intentions, what awaited him could very well be a fate of dismemberment
He closed his eyes to summarize the problem, then jogged a few laps along the wall
Li Mo had just completed that stroke, yet the mountain lord depicted in the painting was not the one he desired
Hu Guanshi's expressionless face gazed at Li Mo, who faintly sensed malice, as if the mountain lord from his painting was rushing towards him
Have you ever seen a tiger beast
The figure of the mountain lord appears faintly in the painting, exuding an indescribable aura of menace
What about now
Certainly, Li Mo has not left empty-handed; at the very least, with the improvement of his painting skills, he is gradually regaining the feeling of painting with divine inspiration
Li Mo looked at Manager Hu, and even without speaking, Manager Hu had already understood his meaning
His thoughts seemed to return from the dense forest, forcibly halting the brush.
The ink stick in the calligraphy and painting hall is quite peculiar, exuding a faint fragrance under the scorching flames
Especially the eyes, transformed into willow leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes