"Xiaoyou, can you show me this yellow paper?" Hu Sheng asked with a gentle look at Zhao Qiang.

Zhao Qiang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse, just kidding, Hu Sheng in front of him is a big man, and he still has to satisfy others with just the paper money, so he gave Hu Sheng the basket containing the paper money.

"Thank you..."Hu Sheng thanked him, took out the yellow paper money, looked at the words on it, and couldn't help but admire: "Good words, where did you buy this word?"

"Yo, you're a great calligrapher who really praises other people's handwriting, don't joke with us, okay. Village Chief Yang looked at the great calligrapher in front of him with a shocked face, he knew the character of the old man in front of him, and praising other people's behavior was definitely based on personal pleasure...

Hu Sheng touched his white beard, glared at Village Chief Yang, and said: "I'll go, what kind of person does you old man think of me, I definitely don't tell lies, this character is good if it is written, bad is not good, and your chess skills are becoming more and more exquisite... It's just that I'm not as good as me, and I can only have pleasure when I recognize the opponent and defeat again, and if the opponent is a waste, where is the pleasure?

"Yes, yes, you're right. Village Chief Yang was too lazy to argue with his old friend with a strange personality, and he was happy, what did this granddaughter teach, but after picking up the yellow paper money, he also exclaimed: "Yes, this word is neatly written, but it feels... Very unprofessional?"

"Hmm... It's very unprofessional, there are different messy places on each piece of paper, it seems to be very casual, it's not something written in formal calligraphy at all..."Hu Sheng's granddaughter muttered and looked at the self-handwriting on the yellow paper money, and her face was full of unconvinced: "This person is a layman at all..."

"Xiaoice, you are wrong, very wrong, this person is indeed a layman, the level of calligraphy is not even one ten-thousandth of your grandfather and me, and everywhere is casual, I am afraid that it is written by a novice or someone who has only learned a little." Hu Sheng picked up the yellow paper money with emotion, looked at it carefully, and said with a slight smile: "It's just that the so-called calligraphy is not something that can be fixed, learning is calligraphy, cultivating the body, cultivating the sex, cultivating the body, cultivating the body, cultivating the body, cultivating the body, cultivating the body, and cultivating the body, on the yellow paper money, the handwriting is different, but it can be seen that it is written by a person, that is, we often say, [there is a god but invisible], this is the real calligraphy, not something tangible and godless." ”

Hu Xiaoice looked dumbfounded, puffed out his mouth, and had to admit that this character could indeed be seen to be written by a person...

A layman, who writes words with gods and intangibles, looks unaesthetically pleasing but has an indescribable charm.

"It's just that his god is very inconsistent with the words here, [Taishang Forgiveness, Chaoru Lonely Soul], these eight words are clearly the words used for the transcendent soul, is this chic charm really suitable, it doesn't seem to be suitable at all. Hu Xiaoice couldn't help but say, this is a super revenant, and it is not writing about a getaway or something.

Hu Sheng was a little thirsty, and after taking a sip of tea, he said with a smile: "Life is not happy, death is not painful, it is better to face it in a chic manner, whether it is for relatives or for the parties concerned, it is also a special taste to look at it with this chic posture." ”

"I agree with this..."Village Chief Yang nodded deeply on the side and said: "Our village was almost destroyed before, and there were almost casualties, sometimes I think, what are we trying to do? Natural and man-made disasters are unavoidable, sometimes you deal with them carefully, this natural disaster may come, sometimes live a little happier, and it is good for yourself." ”

Hu Xiaoice looked at the two of them saying this, his little mouth bulged, as if he was a little angry, but he didn't refute anything, after all, both of them were their own elders...

"Hahaha, Xiaoice, don't be angry, first of all, respect the objective facts, the person who writes this word is good writing, that is, good writing." Hu Sheng held his goatee, stood up with the cane next to him, and Hu Xiaoice next to him looked at it and hurriedly went up to help, at this time, Hu Sheng said again: "Who is everyone who wrote this yellow paper money, we want to go and see it." ”

"As the saying goes, it is hidden in the city, but I didn't expect such calligraphy to be in this village. Hu Sheng thinks that this paper money should be self-produced, and ordinary people who know the goods will not sell this calligraphy as cheap yellow paper money.

Hu Xiaoice also looked curious, what kind of person is the person who wrote this line, how old is it? Is it a man or a woman? 50 years old or 70 years old? Or 80 years old?

Although Hu Xiaoice is arrogant, he also has to admit that this handwriting is indeed not bad, and the person who can write this kind of handwriting is definitely not young.

At this time, Zhao Qiang on the side scratched his head, a little hesitant, but still said: "This is given to us by the master of the Sanqing Temple on Elephant Head Mountain..."

"Oh, that means this paper was written by a Taoist priest on this mountain. Hu Sheng listened to it as expected, I'm afraid that only a dashing Taoist priest who is outside the world can write such words, and the one on it is still a Taoist mantra, which is in line with the identity.

Hu Sheng stood up, leaned on crutches, walked towards the door, and waved at Village Chief Yang.

"Old friend... Old fellow, don't you want to sit for a while before leaving?" Village Chief Yang looked at Hu Sheng's back, as if he was a little reluctant.

"No, I'll just go and see the calligraphy and leave..."

"Can we meet again?" said Village Chief Yang with a complicated expression.

"Maybe, maybe not. Hu Sheng smiled, and with the help of Hu Xiaoice, he walked out of the village chief's office.

The back is very straight, but it reveals endless loneliness.

Looking at this back, Village Chief Yang first put away the chess pieces on the chessboard, looked at it and muttered.

"You're arrogant, but you still don't want to treat me as a friend. ”

"Why does this old man look kind, but he always feels like he is on top. Zhao Qiang muttered, looked at Village Chief Yang and said, "It's like everything is empty, and it's the same for you, is he really your friend?"

"Friend..."

Village Chief Yang shook his head.

"We were friends when we were young, but later, that is, now, whether we can be called friends is another matter... Or rather, it's not wrong to say that they were former friends. ”

A former friend?

Zhao Qiang was a little stunned, although the feeling of this empty eyes was a little worse, but former friends would not get together to play chess and drink tea.

"Don't you think it's weird, I also think it's weird..."Village Chief Yang smiled, and then said: "He's a very arrogant person, a very arrogant person... It's so arrogant that I can't even tolerate words like friends. ”