"You are the master of this Taoist temple?" Hu Sheng looked at Li Yun with a surprised expression.

"Well, the poor Dao is the master of these three clear views, what is the matter with finding the poor Dao?" Li Yunfeng smiled lightly.

Whether it was Hu Sheng or Hu Xiaoice's first reaction was not to believe it, how could such a young person write such a charming word, Hu Xiaoice looked at Li Yun with a puzzled face: "Little Taoist, don't fool us, you... What about your master?"

"The master of the poor road has gone out to travel in the early years, and the master of the temple is inherited by the poor road, and now in the Taoist temple, there are only two poor people and little sisters, if you want to find someone, there are only two people to find. Li Yun shook his head and looked at Hu Sheng and Hu Xiaoice in front of him, and he didn't understand what this man and woman were here for.

Hu Xiaoice still didn't believe it, his first reaction was that Zhao Qiang deceived him, this yellow paper was not taken from this Taoist temple, and Hu Sheng calmed down, took out a yellow paper money with a death spell written on it from his pocket, and asked: "Dare to ask the little Taoist leader, this yellow paper... Who wrote it?"

Li Yun didn't even need to look at it, the yellow paper with the mantra written on it, the ink on it hadn't all dried yet, and 100% of it was written by himself.

"That's what Poor Dao wrote. ”

"It's really you who wrote it, why don't I believe it..." Hu Xiaoice looked at Li Yun with a suspicious expression, this Taoist priest in front of him didn't look very old, how could he write so dashingly? From the perspective of appreciation, you must have at least eighty years old mentality to be able to write...

"Xiaoice, don't be unreasonable, since the little Taoist said that he wrote it, then he wrote it. Hu Sheng looked at his little granddaughter with a scolding face, and then looked at Li Yun and said, "I'm sorry, my granddaughter was rude just now, she has been a little spoiled over the years..."

"Grandpa, don't keep arranging me in front of the outside..." Hu Xiaoice pouted, a little dissatisfied with his grandfather's words.

"It doesn't matter. Li Yun shook his head with a smile and said, "This character is indeed written by Poor Dao, and the villagers are used as paper money to burn." ”

"It's a pity, this kind of calligraphy work, written on paper money and burned, it is really not an ordinary pity, whether it is taken to auction or collected, it is first-class..."

Hu Xiaoice also had to admit that this kind of calligraphy should be carefully framed and seen, rather than being burned cheaply by the villagers.

"You don't think it's worth it, but the poor road thinks it's worth it, framing the collection, at most carrying a person's joy, if it is made of paper money, these words can carry people's thoughts, for the poor road, carrying the words of missing, is a good word, can only carry a person's joy, and what is the difference between the vase?" Li Yun smiled, waving the dust, a master's demeanor, the breeze rose, the hem of the robe danced lightly, and the fairy spirit fluttered...

At this moment, Hu Sheng and Hu Xiaoice were speechless, especially Hu Sheng, seeing Li Yun's expression change, it was completely the feeling of looking at a master, and felt that this was the real master in front of him! In the red dust, and outside the red dust.

Li Yun smiled in his heart, joking, it must be the best if he can sell it for money! The problem is that it can't be sold, it can't be sold, it can't be written into paper money and exchanged for willingness...

"The little Taoist is really a master in the world, my old man is a bit of a philistine, yes, if this word is collected, it will become a person's collection at most, maybe it is used for viewing, or maybe it is just a prop used to show off, it is not at all more meaningful than the paper money that carries the thoughts in the Qingming season..."Hu Sheng said with emotion: "Sure enough, I am an old man, I am vulgar, vulgar, I used to boast of being high... Alas. ”

The spring breeze was fluttering, the willows were on the branches, Hu Sheng listened to this, pestleed his cane, looked at Li Yun, and continued.

"I really believe it now, this word was written by the Taoist..."

"In a carefree life, only those who have seen through the red world can write such words. ”

"So, are the laymen here to ask for words?" Li Yun looked at Hu Sheng and said, if it was really for words, it would not be a big problem to write a few sentences, anyway, it would be idle now, if these two people in front of them could contribute a little incense money, it would be better.

Hu Sheng nodded, shook his head again and said: "At the beginning, it was like this, I wanted to buy a word from you, but when I heard you say this, I found that your words are more valuable and meaningful than I imagined." ”

"Just swing the pen as you like, it's not worth anything. Li Yun shook his head and said.

"Honestly, it's hard for me to believe that you can write like that at your age, and I've never seen someone like this. Hu Xiaoice muttered on the side, looking at Li Yun's face was still full of doubt.

"Poor Dao doesn't need to prove anything to you, does it?" Li Yun said helplessly.

Hu Xiaoice is speechless, it seems that this is indeed the case, believe it or not, the words are there, whether it is written by someone or not, it is all from this Taoist temple, she has no way to refute, she does not believe that people will not lose a leg.

"Chief, I have a question for you. Hu Sheng asked suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Li Yun wondered.

"Are you willing to learn to write from the old man?" Hu Sheng looked at Li Yun with burning eyes: "Your handwriting is empty and invisible, as long as you learn words from me, if you have a god and a tangible, then you will definitely become a generation of calligraphy masters, famous throughout China..."

"Grandpa, you... Isn't it not that you don't accept apprentices?" Hu Xiaoice looked incredulous, what does it mean for her grandfather to accept apprentices, she is clear, how many children of powerful and rich businessmen want to stuff over, that is completely without the following, and she has accepted two apprentices in her life, one is herself, the other is her father... His father was also expelled from the school for violating the rules and no longer taught.

Hu Sheng, who seems to be approachable, has no one to blaspheme the arrogance in his bones, especially in the area of Chinese studies, and it is definitely better to have a shortage than an indiscriminate collection of apprentices.

That's right, even family members have to evaluate before they can teach, but now they actually have to teach an outsider? This is simply shocking to Hu Xiaoice.

Hu Xiaoice only felt that Li Yun had made a lot of money, but he didn't expect that he could become his grandfather's apprentice without verifying the words in person...

However, unexpectedly...

Li Yun smiled slightly, his face was very moved, and then...

"Well, I'm sorry, Poor Dao refused. ”