PS: It's the 27th, don't keep the ticket if you have it, ask for support.

"What a joke."

At this moment, Yan Lao was unhappy, frowned and retorted: "Didn't I show you the ancient book, there is indeed a record of this kind of rainbow grass." Even if you can't find it now, it doesn't mean that there were no in ancient times. ”

"What ancient books record, is only a few words, but only ten words of record. And it's still a wild history and miscellaneous talk, whether it is really true, or whether the ancients made it up nonsense, it is also a matter worth discussing. It's really frustrating that you took it seriously. ”

Duan Lao shook his head with an angry expression.

Yan Lao was not angry, but said lightly: "You have also seen Zhong Kui's ghost hunting map, since there is grass juice that can hide ink, why can't there be grass that flashes rainbow light?" ”

"Who knows if that painting is the effect of the hidden ink grass you said......"

In the controversy between the two, Wang Guan naturally understood, and immediately thought of fluorescent resin. At the same time, he secretly thought that Qian Lao really would not be untargeted, and let himself come to visit Yan Lao, as if he had other deep meanings.

At the right time, Wang Guan asked: "Yan Lao wants rainbow grass, is he going to paint?" ”

"Obvious things." Duan Lao said with a smile: "He has great ambitions, and he plans to create a famous painting of the grandmaster level that will be famous through the ages." But he felt that the technique could not reach the realm of the grandmaster, so he planned to find another way and engage in crooked ways. ”

"What a crooked way." At this moment, Yan Lao was really angry: "I'm trying to pursue perfection as much as possible...... Admittedly, I'm a bit opportunistic, but it's the only chance. ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Guan didn't quite understand.

"I've hit a bottleneck." Duan Lao explained: "I have been stuck for seven or eight years, and I have not been able to break through, and an obstacle has been formed, so I want to improve with the help of external forces. ”

"Oh."

Wang Guan suddenly realized that after the Lu Chongming incident, he knew that craftsmen would always encounter several thresholds in the process of learning. The threshold has been crossed. There is a smooth road ahead. If you can't break through, then you will be trapped, and you don't need to expect anything big. Obviously, the current Yan Lao is in this embarrassing state.

Of course, understanding is understanding, but it is not very understandable. After all, if you haven't experienced this kind of thing, you naturally won't empathize with it, and you can't have a strong resonance.

"Actually, I think he's got the best of the horns." Duan Lao shook his head and said, "In my opinion, everything just goes naturally. Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, don't deliberately pursue breakthroughs, when the time comes, it will definitely come naturally. ”

"This is your way, only for you, but not the way I should go." Yan Lao shook his head and said: "You Xiangdi Master has a deep relationship with Taoism, and it is definitely right to do nothing without fighting. But we painters are different. There are generally two types, which are extremely gifted and hardworking. ”

"I don't have to say much about talented painters, they are very talented in painting creation, and they almost understand it as soon as they get started. After being selected by a famous teacher, it is even better than the blue. As for the diligent type, it is another kind of performance, you have to work hard to learn, hone and paint, and there is no seven or eight years to lay the foundation. Calligraphy and painting can't see people at all. ”

Yan Lao talked eloquently: "Of course, it does not mean that the achievements of diligent painters are not necessarily inferior to those of talented painters, and the advantages and disadvantages of them cannot be explained clearly in a few words." Anyway, in the end. It should also be the same goal. ”

"If a talented person is proud of his talent and refuses to study hard, he will end up wasting his talent. But a person who works hard and diligently, although he will not let you gain nothing because of God's reward for hard work, if he really lacks a trace of talent, then he is doomed to have limited achievements......"

At the right time, Yan Lao smiled bitterly: "I am like this, I dare not say how hard and diligent, but for decades, I have never slackened." However, now facing the most critical moment of breakthrough, we have never taken that step. ”

"You don't understand that feeling of confusion, it seems to be within reach, but there is a thin film across it, and you can vaguely see it clearly, but you can't touch it. It can be described as a line of difference, a difference between the moats. I'm not young anymore, I've been stumbling for seven or eight years, and I don't think there will be a few seven or eight years left to squander. ”

Hearing this, Wang Guan and Duan Lao were a little silent, and they couldn't talk about comforting them.

Fortunately, at this time, everyone slowly returned to the mountain village. It should be the young man who picked the medicine to tell Yan Lao's decision, and the villagers were naturally very grateful, so many people greeted him at the foot of the mountain.

The villagers acted spontaneously, and there was no one to organize it, so the scene naturally seemed a little chaotic, but it was sincere. Seeing the simple smiling faces, Wang Guan and the others naturally improved their mood, and some of the dull atmosphere was swept away.

Under the drag of the villagers, everyone can't leave if they want to. When the villagers were preparing dinner, Wang Guan and the others were naturally invited to the ancestral hall of the mountain village.

For a village, there are some things that are definitely indispensable, one is the well, the second is the temple, and the third is the ancestral hall.

Generally speaking, the functions of temples and ancestral halls overlap somewhat, and the completion of the two indicates that the village is relatively wealthy. If there is only an ancestral hall, it fully shows that the vast majority of people in the village have the same clan and surname.

Now this village is like this, when he came to the door of the ancestral hall, Wang Guan habitually looked up, and saw a big hole on the plaque on the door, which made him stunned.

"The surname of the people in the village is Kong?" Wang Guan was naturally a little surprised: "Confucian Village? ”

"Almost." Duan Lao said with a smile: "Although the village is not named like this, the surname Kong does account for more than ninety percent of the village, and there is nothing wrong with calling it Kongjia Village." ”

"Confucius's hole?" Wang Guan said curiously.

"That's right."

Duan Lao simply nodded and said: "The Qufu Confucius family has lasted for more than two thousand years, according to the habit of the ancients to spread branches and leaves, in addition to the lineage of the lineage in charge of the Yansheng Mansion, the other side branches naturally have to survive, so they will live here." ”

"I have read the county annals, and in the Qing Dynasty, most of the land in the entire county was the property of the Confucian family. But after arriving in the Republic of China, the rivers are going down......"

Under Duan Lao's explanation, Wang Xian also understood the origin of Kongjia Village. With his understanding of the ancient clans, he naturally understood that there was a world of difference in treatment between the descendants and the collateral lines. Sometimes the life of the collateral clan is not as good as that of the descendant slaves.

Therefore, it is understandable that when the four olds were broken, Confucius Village and Confucius resolutely drew a clear line, and even wanted to change their surnames collectively. Although the matter of changing the surname was not resolved due to the strong protest of the village elders, the change of the village name was unanimously agreed by everyone.

But that's a thing of the past. Anyway, at this time, the villagers are proud of their surname Kong. Some old people are even more enthusiastic about cultivating genealogy to see if they are the descendants of Confucius's generation.

In this regard, Wang Guan had to sigh that things were developing, and everyone's concepts were also changing. I used to think that the ancestors were not good, and they must have stepped on two feet one by one, but now that I find that the ancestors are useful, I naturally hate to offer them every day. Speaking of which, this is also the more utilitarian side of the Chinese, and it is difficult to evaluate.

At this time, after entering the ancestral hall of the Confucian family, Wang Guan looked at it casually and found that the place was not very big. Think about it, this is just a remote mountain village, even if everyone admires Confucius, the government invested a lot of money to rebuild the Confucian Mansion, but the construction must be the original Yansheng Mansion, absolutely impossible to be the ancestral hall here.

Of course, no matter how small the ancestral hall is, the functions in it are complete, and there is no shortage of sacrificial halls and dormitories. Now everyone sat down on the patio in front of the shrine hall and chatted while waiting for the feast to begin. The conditions are a little simple, but there is no shortage of coarse tea, and the big bowl is sprinkled with a pinch of tea leaves, which is full of flavor.

Wang Guan took a sip of tea soup and couldn't help sighing, it's just one word, bitter!

However, he was not so delicate, seeing Yan Lao and Duan Lao drinking tea calmly, he also simply poured a big sip, at least half a bowl, and then slowly digested it.

"There's no need to rush it." Duan Lao glanced at it and immediately smiled: "This is a mountain tea picked and fried by the villagers, and it needs to be tasted carefully." However, it is more popular with older people and less interested in it by young people. ”

“…… It feels like I've been pitted. Wang Guan glanced around, and sure enough, he found that a few children were respectful of this kind of tea, so he stupidly took it and drank it, worthy of the name of asking for his own hardship.

The physical fitness of the elderly has declined a little, and no matter how bitter the tea is, it is also a taste for them, but the young people do not have this need, and they must be grateful for it. Thinking about this, amid the laughter of others, Wang Guan hurriedly changed the tea and rinsed his mouth with boiled water to suppress the bitter and almost numb taste.

"Old Duan, your old man is here, why don't you say it in advance, so that I can pick you up."

At this moment, a very surprising voice came from outside the ancestral hall. The moment the voice reached everyone's ears, a person broke in in a rage with a flattering expression.

"Huh?"

Wang Guan glanced back and was stunned for a moment. I saw that the man was actually a frivolous young man who went to the Gleaning Pavilion two days ago to blackmail him, and bought half of the Danshu iron scroll to him.

At this time, the frivolous young man forgot about Wang Guan, or didn't notice Wang Guan at all, but just gathered around Duan Lao and poured tea and water, looking like I was pleasing you.

However, Duan Lao responded in a way that was neither salty nor light, that kind of cold and distant demeanor could be seen by everyone, but the young man turned a blind eye, and instead had nothing to say: "Old Duan, I have been studying the Funeral Sutra recently, and I feel that this book is really very broad and profound, and there are many things I don't understand......"

Before he could finish speaking, Duan Lao said casually: "You don't understand, how can I figure it out as an old man." Okay, I've said it all, those are feng shui superstitions and can't be taken seriously. You are a promising young man, how good it is to honestly find a serious job, why bother to study superstitious thoughts, this is not good......"

Hearing this, Wang Guan was stunned again, and almost didn't laugh. It can be seen that Duan Lao must have been pestered by this person, otherwise he would not have depreciated himself so undisciplinedly, if other peers knew that he said this, many people would accuse him of forgetting his ancestors...... (To be continued......)