"Because ......"

Mo Kill spit out two words, not only Shi Xi, but even Zhang Xu pricked up his ears and waited quietly for an answer. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who knew that Mo Kill only said two words and there was no follow-up, and Shi Xibai was happy, and waved at him very dissatisfied!

"I see that your maid is not here, you can't even speak!" Shi Xi stood up and walked around the hut, "No, when your maid is here, you can't speak!"

In the previous life, Shi Xi was difficult to open Chrysostom who had seen ink killing, and basically wanted to express anything, he would look at his waiter, and then his waiter would convey it. Now that the boy is gone, he will probably say some eight-character mantras.

"If you say too much, you will lose. ”

"I think you've lost too much. Rolling his eyes, Shi Xi walked to the screen, and his slender hand slid the push-pull screen to the left, revealing a small cabinet full of ink cartridges on the wall behind the screen, "I haven't seen you for so many years, why don't you have any inventory here?"

"Ink has a soul, people have a heart, and there is no reason to see it. ”

Shi Xi felt that she should be the one who talked about the cycle of cause and effect, but why did she pay more attention to karma than she among the people she met, and she also paid attention to the countless opportunities?

"Since we've been separated for so long, so far, and we've experienced so much and can still see each other again, why don't you send me a piece of ink?"

They have been separated for tens of thousands of years, from one world to another, and they can still meet, if this is not fate, then how can it be fate?

"Your ink has already been given to you. ”

"Don't mention it, it was stolen before it was hot, and now I still feel angry when I think about it. Shi Xi let out a long breath of turbidity, it doesn't count if someone stole it, but more importantly, such a good piece of phantom incense ink was actually painted into a painting, a strange picture scroll that she couldn't read and couldn't remember, "Speaking of that piece of ink, I was about to ask you, I smelled the smell of phantom incense ink at the door of the teleportation array, did you deliberately release it, why?"

"Attract the right people. ”

"And then?" "The one who can smell the smell of Phantom Fragrance Ink must be the old customers of Ink Ember Zhai, and the one who can become an old customer is definitely the destined person who Ink Kill is waiting for.

"Cause and effect, back to the right path...... Mo Kill tried to explain a little more clearly, but finally gave up, turned around and took out an inkstone and a piece of golden ink from the cartridge lattice that filled the wall.

As soon as the cartridge lattice was opened, Shi Xi's eyes lit up, and he poked Zhang Xu, who was standing on the side and didn't dare to move: "Little Zhang Xu, be smart, no matter what, let Mo Kill send you a piece of ink." Remember, it's send!"

The ink of the Ink Ember Zhai is not something that ordinary people can afford. The more precious the ink, the more chance it is to obtain. Back then, Shi Xi took a lot of effort to take away a piece of phantom incense ink from here, and this time I don't know if I can be lucky enough to take another piece of ink.

"The ink here ...... Isn't it special?"

Zhang Xu watched Mo Kill open the box, took out the golden strip of ink, and then began to grind it carefully on the golden-brown inkstone, without putting in a drop of water or adding anything else, just slowly, unhurriedly grinding the ink.

The golden ink stripes melted little by little, and a puddle of golden ink gradually emerged from the inkstone. The ink color is black, and even color ink is inseparable from the most fundamental pure hue, and the ink that can be ground out of the ink killer is like gold juice. Not only is the color bright, but it also has a fragrance that Zhang Xu almost can't control to devour.

This kind of ink is really special.

"The ink here, if it's not special, will I bring you here?"

"But sister, how did you know Mo Kill Mo Gongzi, and listen to your conversation, have you known each other for a long time?"

This sentence stopped Shi Xi, she just thought that it was rare to meet Mo Kill, there were a lot of good things in Mo Shen Zhai, and she took Zhang Xu to find a little opportunity. But she forgot the secret on her, Zhang Xu didn't know, and some things couldn't be explained at all.

"You don't need to ask more about the matter between me and Mo Kill, anyway, my sister won't hurt you. "If you don't know the question, you simply don't answer it, lest you tell one lie and make up for it with the next, endlessly.

Zhang Xu was about to speak, but was startled by the movement made by Mo Kill.

It is said to be movement, but in fact it is just an illusion.

After grinding the ink, Mo Kill closed the folding fan in his hand, and with a slight turn, it turned into a slender brush. After dipping it in golden ink and absorbing the ink with the tip of the pen, he picked up the pen and waved it on the white rice paper that had already been laid on the desk table not far to the left of the ink cartridge lattice.

The golden ink bloomed on the white rice paper with a graceful and luxurious color, and the handwriting depicted turned into a phoenix with wings ready to fly, rushing out of the rice paper, hovering in mid-air, and then flying back to the tip of the ink killing pen, turning into the sonorous and powerful handwriting.

Time and space are dislocated, casting a shadow that remains here for a short time.

It's not a long sentence, but Mo Kill writes it very seriously. That serious momentum reminded Shi Xire of the ninth senior brother Wu Lincheng, who is also a person who likes pen and ink, but in the hands of Wu Lincheng, the pen and ink are more turned into exquisite calligraphy and paintings, rather than words with unique charm.

"Do you mean that you are just a shadow projected after the dislocation of time and space, and this cherry blossom town, including these inks, is all just a shadow, not a real existence, and can only stay here for a short time?"

Mo Kill nodded, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he looked at the cherry blossoms blown by the wind in the distance: "The gap is reappeared, and it can be returned." ”

"The space-time gap has appeared again, when and where?" The space-time gap has reappeared, this projection will definitely disappear and return to its original position, but does it mean that if the meditation cultivator knows about this gap, he can come to her in advance?

"Don't say. ”

"If you don't know, you don't know, what to pretend!" Shi Xi looked at the pretending profound ink kill with disdain, "Even if you are just a projection here, don't you have something useful for us as a gift for an old friend?"

If it weren't for the things of Mo Shen Zhai, it could only depend on the mood of ink killing, whether to sell or give away, Shi Xi really wanted to give her friends and relatives a little bit back.

"You have already gained, so why covet. Mo Kill looked at Shi Xi with a faint smile, and didn't retract his gaze until he was embarrassed to look at the cheeky Shi Xi, and handed the golden calligraphy and painting in his hand to Zhang Xu, "Meeting is fate, this volume commemorates." ”

"Don't take it yet!" Shi Xi pushed Zhang Xu and asked him to take the scroll handed over by Mo Kill, "Don't look at this inconspicuous character, it is the handwritten inscription of Mo Kill, you take it back and comprehend it well, when you encounter a fatal crisis, this scroll can still save your life." ”

Zhang Xu didn't expect it to be just a calligraphy and painting, but it had this effect! )