The problem Tang Bohu is facing now is how to go back, he inexplicably crossed over, Tang Lichen's memory is there, but that kid doesn't know the way!

After walking around for a while, Tang Bohu felt that he couldn't go in the direction of the rising sun, and he couldn't go anywhere, Tang Bohu thought about it like this.

Soon, Tang Bohu came to a highway and slowly saw the scattered crowd, and the cars were speeding on the road.

"The means of transportation in this era are really windy! This speed, tsk! Compared to the ox cart and carriage I am heading to, it is simply heaven and earth. Tang Bohu sighed when he saw the cars going back and forth.

"I haven't walked to the town yet!" At this time, Tang Bohu walked all the way along the road, and Tang Bohu was in the crowded places, and he was very depressed in his heart, and he was too tired to walk all the way.

Finally, the emperor lived up to his wishes, Tang Bohu came to the center of the town, his long hair fluttering, and the return rate along the way was terrifyingly high.

It's just that Tang Bohu doesn't know what passers-by are talking about, anyway, sometimes he is pointing and sometimes hiding his face and laughing.

"Wow, Mom, I saw a beggar with hair as long as three or four feet, you can see right in front. ”

"Stop messing around, hurry home, Dad is still waiting for us." ”

"Lili, look at how handsome the guy on the side of the road is, Dora. The little fan girl who spoke immediately made a standard fan girl move.

"Oh my God, sister, your level of appreciation has become a high contrast with your height! Isn't that a shemale? Have you ever seen a boy with such long hair?"

"Shemales? ”

"No, no, Lili, you wait for me, I'll go up and take a look, I haven't seen a shemale yet, what if it's a beautiful man, right?"

Before the little fan sister stepped out, she was pulled back by the sister in her mouth.

"Let's go, let's go, what's so nice about the shemales, we still have business to do. ”

Tang Bohu, who was almost tired and lying down, where would he pay attention to what the pedestrians on the road said, at this time he just wanted to find a place to settle down and place orders to take a good rest.

After walking for a few hours, I finally came to a crowded and lively place, this loft, the prosperous scene, made Tang Bohu even more surprised, just like a bun entering the city, Tang Bohu was dazzled.

"Hey, how can this place have its own calligraphy and paintings? ”

When Tang Bohu passed by the door of a calligraphy and painting art store called Wanyue Pavilion, he was shocked when he saw a pair of his own calligraphy and paintings!

With curiosity, Tang Bohu walked in.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, get out, you're not here for this place. As soon as Tang Bohu stepped in, there was a sharp expellation sound behind him. ”

Tang Bohu didn't look back, still staring at the painting and calligraphy, thinking in his heart, this is his own work, and he always feels that some places are different.

"Ask for food, didn't you hear the old lady speak? Get out of here. At this time, the female voice was a little more severe than before.

Tang Bohu, who couldn't figure out why it was different for a while, turned his head to look at the woman, and saw that the woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with black hair, as smooth and soft as black brocade, and she looked like a young girl. But she kept calling her mother.

"Could it be that all women in this era are like this?" Tang Bohu thought secretly in his heart.

"This girl, it seems that you have some misunderstanding about Tang, right? Xiaosheng is not a beggar, he just came here to look at this painting. Tang Bohu pointed to the painting and said.

"Yo! It's also a crepe, Xiaosheng has used it, hurry up and get out

Don't affect the image of the old lady's store. The woman continued.

Tang Bohu looked at himself, touched his long hair through the glass, his handsome facial features, and deep eyes, except for the slightly shabby clothes, otherwise he was perfect like a beautiful man who came out of a picture.

is said to be a beggar here, even if his uncle can bear it, his aunt can't bear it. Just wanted to say something, I saw many people coming in at the door one after another, and the girl next to me also walked over to say hello.

When Tang Bohu saw this scene, he didn't see anyone coming in, he was still engaged in admiring the painting, and the girl didn't pay attention to Tang Bohu, as if the identity of the person who came in was not ordinary.

Let her no longer care if there is a beggar or the beautiful man who claims to be on the side, but she does not think that she is scolding the street.

Tang Bohu, who stared at "Momeitu" and studied it for a long time, also figured out that some of his own calligraphy and paintings should be copied by later generations, after all, they are still a little behind and have a little less texture.

"Is it possible that the little brother also likes this "Momeitu"? Do you have some research on Tang Yin's calligraphy and painting?" asked an old man who walked over at this time.

Tang Bohu looked at the old man, sixty or seventy years old, walking steadily but not in a hurry, and his gray hair added a bit of the taste of an old fairy.

"Hello old man, the kid has a bit of research, but he also has questions about this "Mo Mei Tu" kid, this should not be Tang Yin's real work. ”

Tang Bohu won't say that this is not his own calligraphy and painting, because his own deity is here, and he also knows that he is afraid of the old man

will also treat him as a psychiatric hospital, what kind of international joke is it difficult to say that he crossed over?

The old man was not in a hurry, he looked at Tang Bohu with great admiration and said: "Good boy has some eyesight, yes, this is not a genuine work, just a copy of the work." ”

Tang Bohu didn't expect that the old man would answer so simply and directly, and thought that he would argue a few points, of course, how could Tang Bohu be wrong about his work, although he had doubts, he still didn't say it.

"Modern young people, and it's rare for a junior like you to be so interested in calligraphy and painting, why don't you follow me, an old man, to see the world together?"

Tang Bohu didn't know what this old man meant by seeing the world, he was unfamiliar with the place he had traveled over, even if Tang Lichen's memory was unfamiliar with this place.

However, looking at the old man's kind expression, he did not refuse, so he replied: "The old man will listen to the old man if he raises his love." ”

The old man was very relieved to see Tang Bohu like this, the young man was not impatient, neither humble nor arrogant, and he was very satisfied with this junior, he hadn't met such a junior for a long time.

Although the whole Wanyue Pavilion covers an area that is not very large, but it is not small, it is located in the center of the city, it looks antique in the distance, like an ink-paper city building, and it is like a paper city tower when you look at all kinds of poems and calligraphy and paintings up close, as if jumping on the paper, you can see it all, this is the outer pavilion of Wanyue Pavilion, giving people the feeling.

Wanyue Pavilion is divided into the outer cabinet and the cabinet. The calligraphy and painting words placed in the outer cabinet are basically modern copying works, and the cabinet is heard to be the work of ancient masters.

When the old man saw such a young man, he had admired the "Murmeitu" for a long time, and it was very difficult to see it, so he was curious, and asked a few times.

This is not, what the old man said about seeing the world is to take Tang Bohu to the cabinet to see the world and see some real masterpieces.