330.Psychedelic ink color
"Now that you two have arrived, it is natural that I, the hostess, will host a banquet in honor of you. I will put aside all the trivial matters in this world for the time being, but please Master Wushuang and this girl to rest for a while. How can you be happy after a long night without wine and meat?
Wait a moment!" As she said that, she turned around and led Huan towards the back house. After hearing what she said, she really wanted to make us some midnight snacks, so I just chirped a few times.
Seeing the hostess leaving, Meihui no longer needed to pretend to be a lady, so she quickly picked up the teapot, poured another cup and drank it all in one gulp.
"Brother, do you think there's something wrong with what this woman is saying? Her speaking habits are exactly like those of the young ladies in the late Qing Dynasty, and her clothes. It's winter, although Wudang Mountain is not as good as ours.
It may be cold in Nagada in the northeast, but the cold in the mountains is also very cold in the middle of the night. Isn’t she cold? Could it be that we just escaped from the tiger’s mouth and fell into the wolf’s den again?” Meihui muttered mysteriously next to me.
I said you don't need to make random guesses. Haven't we experienced too many strange things recently? This girl's identity is definitely extraordinary. She just deliberately concealed it. As guests, it is inconvenient for us to ask further. If she is telling the truth, we saved her.
Son, but from this point on she can't kill you or me. You have to distinguish the form. Every second we fool around is a second, and leave as soon as the sun comes up. But you have to be more careful tonight and don't move.
A gross loss of etiquette.
I looked up and saw many colorful paintings floating on the octagonal pavilion. The colors of the paintings were very bright, and they were not too old. I guessed that the paintings were only ten years old at most. However, although they were new, I could see that the painting work was very exquisite.
The painting depicts the scene of seven fairies bathing in the Milky Way. Each of them is charming, with open breasts and ambiguous expressions. This painting is simply too vivid. I couldn’t take it out of my eyes, as if I was immersed in the scene.
These seven beauties are having fun.
"Hey, hey! The word "sex" is like a knife to the head!" Meihui patted me on the shoulder suddenly, which brought me back to reality from lust.
I shook my confused head and touched it. I only glanced at the painting a few times, but I was already sweating profusely. Although I am not a gentleman, I think I still have some determination, not to mention
For such a grown man, let alone watching a vivid color painting, even those love action movies have not been seen before, but they have never felt such a thrilling feeling.
Meihui also saw the colorful painting above her head, but she was no different from usual. Maybe this colorful painting can only affect men. After all, women are not interested in women's beautiful and sexy bodies, right? If so,
It's just jealousy.
"There is something weird hidden in this painting!" I frowned, not daring to look up at the spring beauty of the fairy in the painting.
She turned her head and said sarcastically with an expression that made me look into my bones: "Yes, yes, there are weird things. Who doesn't know that there are weird things? Why don't beautiful women wear clothes? They also have big breasts. Don't all you men like to see this?"
"Excuse me? I just thought something was wrong with the way you looked at that little girl. What? Did you see it in your flesh?" There was a hint of jealousy in her words.
I have also heard before that archaeologists discovered a large tomb of a prince in the desert of Xinjiang. There were such colorful paintings in the tomb that captured the soul and have not faded for thousands of years. After taking samples and testing them, we found out
The conclusion was that this ink color actually contained ingredients of human blood and cinnabar. Later, they made a special trip to consult an old painter. The old painter said that the ratio of this dye had long been lost, perhaps because of its age.
There should be several elements that have not yet been detected. His ancestor was a court painter and also added color to some noble tombs. This dye should at least contain corpse oil, dried toad powder, etc.
Several secret recipes. Until now, the secret of this kind of color painting and ink color has not been deciphered by the archaeological and scientific circles.
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The laptop graphics card completely collapsed. Today’s decisive result is that the chip needs to be replaced, so it can only be shipped from the manufacturer. In the past few days, Wushuang will try its best to update 3 times a day. My notebook! It’s so painful for me.
Chapter completed!