"Only one point?"
As Katsushika repeated these words, the spiritual energy that was about to dissipate suddenly stopped, because the girl was really unwilling to do so.
"Obviously it's only one point away!"
Katsushika Yingwei roared, picked up the paintbrush as before, and strode to the painting that was about to be broken.
Seeing this scene, Vritra moistened his lips with his tongue.
"Very good, just struggle like this!"
The tip of the paintbrush kept getting closer to the painting (soul) that could be broken at any time, her teeth clenched, Katsushika Yingwei's face was full of reluctance to admit defeat, she didn't want to leave like this.
As the pen tip gradually came closer to the painting, she still didn't know how to restore the painting.
but……
When the tip of the pen touched the drawing paper, Katsushika suddenly understood.
During Katsushika's lifetime, his painting skills underwent two transformations.
One time was resolutely entering Fireworks Alley.
Although she had been married once, she ran back to her parents' home without having any experience with men and one of the erotic paintings I painted was returned by an art dealer, and I lost to someone I had always looked down upon at the art dealer.
Katsushika Yingwei resolutely went into Fireworks Alley, and she saw all the warmth and warmth of wandering girls. Then the women in her paintings changed, no longer monotonous, and full of worldly atmosphere.
The other time was after the death of my sister Ayu.
Katsushika worked hard to take care of his little sister, but in the end she still died of illness.
It turns out that women in the secular world, even ordinary women like little sister, end up like wandering girls in the world of mortals.
Since then, her paintings are no longer about imitating her father, but about "what should be".
But this is not enough. She has only taken 99 steps on the road to becoming a painter.
The brush stroked across the paper, and the power belonging to the servant turned into ink and color to repair the broken scroll. This was something that could only be accomplished by rivaling his father.
“For the first time, I was recognized, not as ‘Hokusai’, but as ‘should be’. "
The girl murmured.
The brush strokes across the paper, like a butterfly that has completed its metamorphosis, dancing on the colors.
Half of it is ink stains spread by water, and the other half is charred ashes after fire, but it doesn't matter at the moment, just because it is a brand new painting, completed by Katsushika's own pen.
Completely covering up the works imitating Katsushika Hokusai's paintings.
I saw, under the dim moonlight, a woman wearing light armor that only men wore, gently wiping a sharp knife.
Through the light of the stone lantern, the beauty's white arms and face are reflected, as well as the red patterns on her feet.
The dim lights are staggered to highlight the beauty of women. Under the starlight, it is like a magic trick of light and the dark night, the beauty of women is truly unforgettable.
Vritra closed his eyes, feeling happy at the painter's struggle and growth.
Sesshōin Kiara showed compassion, feeling sad because of the pain and joy in the painting.
Suzuka Gozen couldn't help but purse her lips, because what she painted was filled with the beauty of women.
Katsushika was speechless for a long time because she was engrossed in looking at her work. The ether particles floating around her body did not know when to stop. She looked at the brush in her hand and was a little at a loss.
Suddenly, the young man's clear voice came to his ears.
"All portraits are always about painting oneself, showing one's own soul. This is your painting of a woman. But you seem a little shy..."
Hearing this, Katsushika closed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth happily.
"That's because I know you won't laugh at me."
In the murmur, Katsushika felt that he had finally completed the last step and became a painter instead of a painter.
This female painter's life is nothing but self-painting.
Katsushika probably thought he was just painting women.
The wandering girl rolling in the smoke and dust between men and women, the girl rolling in the mud of the sea of suffering, and myself drawing in the floating world.
This is the way Katsushika should paint. What he paints is a woman in the mortal world. Her dreams, cries, fantasies, thoughts... everything is outlined by the woman's hand as the brush falls.
Katsushika should be like a ray of light, illuminating the image of a woman in the floating world.
Image: "A Light in the Floating World", Location: "Images/"
The "seat" belonging to Katsushika Hokusai on the "Seat of Heroic Spirits" located outside the world was stripped away, and the part that belonged to Katsushika was extracted and placed in the paradise.
The girl seemed to be hiding in the dusk in the golden light. An aging voice stood behind her, carefully studying Katsushika Yingwei's paintings.
"Girl, this painting of yours cannot be painted even if God gives me another five years..." Katsushika Hokusai laughed at himself, "After all, I can only see graceful women."
Saying this, the old painter seemed a little sad, and the "seat" was basically separated at this time.
"..."
Hokusai hesitated to speak, and finally said nonchalantly: "Naughty and unreasonable girl... girl! I'm old, so... I'll trouble him."
Hokusai's figure gradually blurred, and when he was about to return to the Hall of Valor, he heard Katsushika's unconvinced murmur.
"This time, I won't run back to my parents' house!"
Because you look lonely: Chapter 238 Pesticide is online
She had been abandoned since birth.
It's not that her father dislikes her, it's just that she was born as a "ghost", which is the power that makes people fear and hate, and is also the power necessary to protect Heianjing.
So, in the end, she was abandoned in the monastery and was secretly raised in the monastery.
When he was 15 years old, the ominous son called himself "Ugozen" and established his own demon kingdom in Suzino Forest, Shinagawa.
Later, Chou Yuqian was eliminated.
The hero who appears in front of the world and protects Heian Kyo is a warrior who defeats evil spirits.
It is: Minamoto no Raimitsu.
In the dark mist, without a trace of light, Yu Zhe and Ibuki were walking forward.
"Yorimitsu Minamoto, I heard the white mushroom head (Watanabe Tsuna) mentioned that he is his leader." The rest took a lamp from somewhere and shined it on the faces of the young man and the beauty.
"I didn't expect it to be a woman..." Yu Zhe shrugged, "But I'm used to it."
After all, many familiar and unfamiliar people in Fu Hua's world seemed to be women.
Ibuki was released from the fighting state, and as a tall beauty with a fiery figure, she explored the labyrinth of Minamoto Yorimitsu's heart with him.
However, even so, Ibuki's height has reached meters. If she adds horns or wears high heels, she can look down on the rest.
Of course, Ibuki, who had already been conquered, would not do this intentionally.
For Yu Zhi, whose physical body has stopped and is a bit late in development, being together with Ibuki is not like a relationship between lovers, but like a brother and sister.
Ibuki said: "Ah, hey, do you have any wine?"
Ibuki seemed a little tired of walking in the dark for a day.
Hearing this, the rest shook their heads. After all, the culprit who caused the collapse of the Heart Labyrinth was Ibuki who forced his way Katsushika restored the painting, the labyrinth of the heart reappeared, preventing Minamoto no Yorimitsu's mind from collapse.
However, the paintings that Katsushika should be painting are women's scrolls, while Katsushika Hokusai's paintings are illusions of the floating world.
This difference has led to the restored labyrinth of the heart becoming what it is today.
The rest did not mean to blame Ibuki. After pondering for a while, he immediately said: "It's okay to use the [Certificate of the Savior] and Sita's blessing. There is no shortage of such things."
"Let's just rest for a while."
As he spoke, the lines on his right arm glowed, and he took out various instruments.
It included a table, two chairs, and a variety of drinks that dazzled Ibuki.
"Japanese sake and shochu, beer and wine, whiskey and brandy, vodka and tequila, Shaoxing wine and ale..."
Ibuki eagerly grabbed a bottle of soju and pressed her cheek against the bottle, her eyes a little intoxicated.
"I haven't drank since I was restrained here by that witch's treasure. This time, sister, I'm going to have a big drink."
The rest didn't mind, and said casually: "But I don't drink. After all, I have to prepare for the next battle."
"Oh, do all these drinks belong to me?" Ibuki said with a smile, "Wait a minute, it's too late to regret~"
The rest of them smiled and poured wine for Ibuki calmly.
In the endless darkness, a lantern was placed on the table. With the faint light, the young man poured wine for the beauty. Both the wine and the person made Ibuki intoxicated.
"Sister, what I like most is that when I drink at night, I have a companion who can pour wine for me."
Hearing this, the rest smiled and said: "It sounds a bit outdated. Don't you claim to know a lot about modern times?"
"Hmm~"
Ibuki made a cute voice, and her cheeks were a little red, "It may be a bit outdated to pour wine, but I am an ancient god after all, so it is only right!"
The rest of them poured wine and chatted with Ibuki. The two of them had no purpose. After all, after the victory was decided in the previous battle, Ibuki seemed to be like a gentle big sister.
"By the way, how are you going to deal with that Minotaur? Are you going to marry like me?"
Ibuki's question reached his ears, and I thought for a moment and said calmly: "Although I don't care much about the woman's past, if there is a tragic past, I still have a sympathetic attitude... After all, mercy and sympathy are the cheapest."
Ibuki took a sip of wine and let the wine wet her white breasts.
"That's true, hiccup~"
The beauty burped and let the smell of alcohol mixed with her body fragrance spread into the rest of her nose. She didn't care about her own image. After the white breasts were wet, they were slightly transparent.
Seeing this, the rest thought: "At least the color of the cherry is the same as that of an ordinary woman."
Putting this strange thought behind him, Yu Zhi said calmly: "Actually, sincerity is also very cheap, but my attitude towards girls who want to be lovers is actually relatively loose, if there is only one person."
"Unfortunately, when there are more girls as lovers, I have to take action and conduct some training, at least to let them understand the correct emotions."
"Like and deep love, love and romance, friends and lovers..."
"In short, I have no interest in interfering with who they like and have a good relationship with, whether it's work or interests, and I have no interest in educating them."
There was a hint of self-mockery on the rest of his face.
"After all, I can't even figure it out myself...but at least I need to figure out a normal relationship."
In short, don't confuse feelings and don't let the object be blurred.
Ibuki listened and drank. As the conquered party, she was very well-behaved. She was just playing a suitable role. In fact, she didn't care about women, sisters, wives and concubines, no matter what role they were.
"So what are you going to do?" Ibuki asked.
Yu Zhe said: "At the beginning, my idea was to just defeat her."
This sentence is actually only half said, because the second half is very unpleasant. To put it simply, a troublesome strange woman like Minamoto Noraimitsu is not worth his efforts.
After all, it seemed that she had not received an invitation to the promised land, or at least not accepted it.
For a girl who is not his lover and not an acquaintance, in this case, simply having a fight to end it all is the best choice.
"But Miss Ah Rong seems to have put a lot of effort into it. This painting, this maze of hearts, has her own intention."
The rest of them stopped pouring wine and said, "I have to work harder."
Ibuki blinked, a little confused.
The rest said: "To put it simply, I will use my fists and kicks to make her body remember the difference between 'child' and 'lover'. If she can't remember, I will beat her until she remembers." "
"..."
In response to such a ridiculous statement, Ibuki nodded, his face turned red, and he was obviously drunk.
"You're right, that woman who looks annoying at first glance should indeed be given a good beating, haha~"
The rest of them raised their eyes and glanced at Ibuki.
"Are you drunk?"
Ibuki smiled and said, "No, no, I just drank thirteen bottles, hiccup."
Picture: "Ibuki sister is not drunk", location: "Images/"
I was sure that she was drunk, so I sighed and wanted to give some advice, but was stopped by Ibuki's cool tail.
