This night, Xu Zhuo and Tang Zhendong's master and apprentice fell asleep with the "Seven Techniques of Yin Fu of the Book of Scriptures" in their hands, and Tang Zhendong strengthened his memory of the content of the silk book, and finally made sure that these things were imprinted in his mind.

The last time I remembered, it was just rote memorization, and this time Tang Zhendong checked and filled in the gaps again, until these things will never be forgotten again.

Sleeping until more than eight o'clock, the two of them got up and slept on the wide two-meter-two Simmons bed, so that the two people who had been sleeping in the mountains for the past few days had a great increase in sleepiness, and made up for the lack of sleep in the past few days.

"Master, where can we find someone to show the words on it, we don't know anyone here,"

"Find a college history department or an antique shop, these people may know you,"

"Then it's better to find an antique store, who is still engaged in learning in colleges and universities now, they are busy generating income, it is not as good as an antique store, people are generating income is generating income, without concealment, but this university is pulling the fig leaf of learning, but what it does is to generate income,"

Xu Zhuo looked at Tang Zhendong with an angry look, "How can a college teacher offend you?"

"No, no, who dares to offend me, I'll just say it, just talk about it," the current society is really different from before Tang Zhendong was imprisoned, teachers used to really educate and educate people, now, still don't say it, the former lady was everyone's lady, now, don't say it,

"Okay, just listen to you, let's go find an antique shop and find someone to help you take a look,"

The Yellow Mountain area has a rich cultural heritage since ancient times, the story of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor coming to the mountain for alchemy has been passed down for thousands of years, the name of Huangshan Mountain, itself is related to the Yellow Emperor's alchemy, Xuanyuan Peak, Rongcheng Peak, Fuqiu Peak, etc., these are all evolved from legends,

In addition, Buddhism was introduced into Huangshan in the Southern Dynasty Liu Song Dynasty, Tang Xuanzong believed in Taoism, expanded the Yellow Mountain many times in history, nearly 100 temples have been built in the past dynasties, among all the temples, Xiangfu Temple, Ciguang Temple, Cuiwei Temple and Throwing Bowl Zen Temple, known as the "four major jungles" of Huangshan, the monks of Huangshan have also produced many people who can be good at poetry and painting, and also left a lot of ink treasures, poems and paintings in the area of Huangshan, such as the founder of the Huangshan School of Painting, such as the founder of the Huangshan School of Painting, such as the Yangtze River, Xuezhuang, etc.,

Therefore, there are a lot of folk good things that circulate in the Huangshan area, and the ancient culture street here is also very prosperous.

After some inquiry, the two came to the ancient culture street in Huangshan City, where there are antiques, poems and paintings, ink treasures, etc., and the Anwei Huangshan area itself also produces cultural treasures, such as the world-famous Hui Mo and She Yan, these are local cultural products,

"Song Huizong personally used the Hui ink, you two don't come to take a look," a vendor shouted at a stall,

"Two, look at it here, I have the world-famous end kiln boutique here, fidelity,"

"Qi country knife coins, Republic of China big head ocean, one hundred pieces, no bargaining,"

"Ancient Yue clay pots, pieces of fine products,"

Tang Zhendong and Xu Zhuo walked on this street of ancient culture, many vendors on the street shouted at the two, the two of them didn't look like they were engaged in antiques, these street stalls engaged in antiques with a pair of eyes thief, their eyes seemed to be almost genuine fakes, but to see Kaizi and Fat Sheep, it was a first-class quasi,

Of course, these people are not the target of the two of them, they need to find a small shop of ancient characters and paintings, so that people who specialize in ancient characters have a deep cultural heritage, know a lot, and know a lot of words.

In fact, Tang Zhendong originally planned to go back to Haicheng and find someone to translate these words, but Xu Zhuo only asked, "Can you wait until you go back?"

Tang Zhendong really can't wait, he, like the master, is also eager to know what is written in the silk book of the ancestor of the Guigu Valley, the money of the two is only enough to go from Yingtan to Huangshan, this is fate, that means that here in Huangshan, they can make some kind of breakthrough,

This feeling of desperately wanting to crack, Tang Zhendong is in the same mood as the master,

The reason why Tang Zhendong proposed to go back was because he had a bad feeling in his heart these days, but this bad feeling was very light, and it was not clear whether it was panic or something, anyway, this feeling was very uncomfortable.

Last night, Tang Zhendong made a phone call back and asked if there was anything unusual, so he settled down and cracked the suicide note of the ghost valley in Huangshan first.

In a shop called "Yawenxuan", Tang Zhendong and Xu Zhuo walked in.

The clerk of this small shop watched the two of them enter the store behind the counter, and he didn't get up, let alone say hello, just watched casually by the two of them.

Tang Zhendong turned around, there was no work on the wall like his silk book, he knocked on the counter, "I want to find a pair of calligraphy and paintings,"

"What calligraphy and painting, which dynasty, whose works, from the pre-Qin to the modern era, we have everything here," the shopkeeper spoke very lazily, obviously, there are not many customers here on weekdays, and his attitude is a reaction to this situation,

But this attitude has a kind of reverie for the people who enter here: is it because the things here are good, he doesn't need to take the initiative to solicit customers, he can buy if he wants to, and he doesn't buy and pull down.

"Oh, I'll write a word, you see if you know it," Tang Zhendong took the pen handed by the shopkeeper and wrote a word on the paper, this word is a word in the silk book, and the word is no matter the shape or structure, he has copied it perfectly.

If it is an amazing person who doesn't know Tang Zhendong's good memory, and thinks that he is a master, even this little clerk, who has been working in the calligraphy and painting shop for a long time, has amazing eyesight, and when he saw Tang Zhendong's word, it is a rare previous text, and the pen power is amazing, through the back of the paper, his half-open and half-closed eyes suddenly stared round, "You have such calligraphy and painting,"

Tang Zhendong shook his head, "I'm asking if you have it, not you asking me,"

"This is the ancient seal of the pre-Qin period, although there were many countries during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, but there were frequent wars, many things were lost, and the things of that era were not easy to find," the little clerk confessed,

"Oh, forget it if you don't,"

Tang Zhendong showed his disappointment just right, and then followed Xu Zhuo, turned around and left,

Unexpectedly, the little clerk hurriedly came out of the backstage, "Wait, wait, wait,"

"What's the matter?"

"Two, that's the case, my old man is the owner of this shop, I am a young owner, the old man he doesn't know how to get hooked on this kind of pre-Qin ancient seal recently, and he has always wanted to study more, if you two have something in this area, please just ask, the price is not a problem, "The little clerk, oh, that is, the young owner of Yawenxuan, the tone is really not small,

"I wonder if you're mistaken, it's that I want something about this, not for you,"

As soon as Tang Zhendong heard that he didn't have it, he made a gesture to leave, but the shopkeeper still stopped them, "Wait a minute, wait a minute,"

"Why are you guys in a black shop, how about robbing outsiders," Tang Zhendong pretended to be scared,

"No, no, don't get me wrong, my old man likes this thing very much, I want to ask you to wait, I'll go up and call the old man down, okay?"

Tang Zhendong looked at Xu Zhuo as if he was communicating with him, Xu Zhuo nodded, "Okay then, but we still have something to do, we can't stay for a long time,"

"Okay, okay, thank you both,"

The little clerk made a call and asked his father to come out, saying that two people who knew the ancient seal of the pre-Qin Dynasty had come and wanted to communicate with him.

Not long after the phone call ended, a middle-aged man about fifty years old, wearing a satin Tang costume and combing his big back, walked out of the stairs.

"Hello two, I am the owner of this Yawenxuan, my name is Zhou Zicong, this is the dog Thursday Sea,"

"Hello Boss Zhou, I'm Tang Long, this is my master," Tang Zhendong didn't tell him his real name and surname, and Xu Zhuo was only called his master.

"Mr. Tang, I heard that Xiao'er said that you wrote a good ancient seal, can you open my eyes to Zhou,"

"There's no need to open your eyes, let's communicate together," Tang Zhendong hugged his fists, "We're here,"

"Oh, no, no, let's go up and talk," Zhou Zicong seemed to have just remembered the way of hospitality, and then beckoned Tang Zhendong to go up and chat, and then instructed Zhou Hai, "Xiaohai, pour tea,"

Zhou Zicong's office above is wide and bright, this brightness is not the effect created by the window, but the effect of the fluorescent lamp, the wide red acid branch board table, a complete set of rosewood tables and chairs, the carving is meticulous, very layered, at first glance it is not an ordinary hand.

Thursday Hai also came over and poured tea for the three of them, and by the way, he took the seal character written by Tang Zhendong just now and put it on a few.

"This is written by Brother Tang," Zhou Zicong also saw the extraordinaryness of this word, such a word is not everyone can write, this revised font can see the charm, neat in the pen power, although the writing can be imitated stiff, but on the whole, this character is very well written, even in the pre-Qin era, not every literati doctor can write it,

"Please also ask Boss Zhou to correct it,"

"I don't dare to point it out, I'm just very interested in the things of that era, let's communicate with each other,"

"Oh, Boss Zhou has collected a lot of things from that era,"

"Say a lot that's just my hope, hehe, you know, that era are bamboo slips, it is not easy to preserve, each piece of bamboo slips can be said to be a treasure, I just collected a dozen pieces of bamboo slips, although it is only a dozen, but the content in it is really rich, people have infinite reverie, holding bamboo slips, as if I feel like I am talking to the ancients again, well, this feeling is very good, very good,"

It can be seen that Zhou Zicong is a fan of ancient seals, and he really likes to study these things.

Tang Zhendong hugged his fists, "Since Boss Zhou is so proficient, then I have some words here, I will write them out, and I hope Boss Zhou will give corrections,"

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be,"

Tang Zhendong wrote out a passage in the silk book "The Seven Techniques of Yin Fu" in his memory on the paper.