"Little Mo'er, are you awake? So early, huh? ”

Murong Qing woke up early in the morning and was about to quietly get up and go to the yard to box, when he found that the ink around him had also woken up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm used to waking up early! Now that the sun has not risen, it is the best time to meditate and cultivate at this time! When the sun rises, the purple qi from the east also appears, and if the monk can absorb more purple qi, it will be very beneficial to his future cultivation! Not only can it purify spiritual power, but it can also expand its meridians! ”

It was the first time that Murong Qing knew that Purple Qi was so good, but thinking that he had only stepped into Xiuzhen for a few months, and thinking about the ink painting for several years, his heart was no longer entangled.

After meditating, Fuyuka also prepared breakfast!

Shui Mo is used to drinking porridge in the morning, and Murong Qing is also used to following her, he holds carrot and lean porridge in his left hand, drinks it in a big gulp, and picks up small steamed buns, small flower rolls, small buns and the like with his right hand, just one in one bite, and eats very fragrantly.

"By the way, Xiao Mo'er, I heard that you joined the Eight Immortals yesterday and became a Lotus Immortal Gu?"

Murong Qing had always thought that ink painting was more mature, but she didn't expect her to make such a funny move.

"What? Funny? Let me tell you, all seven of them have good qualifications for 'martial arts'! And the seven of them have their own specialties, and their academic performance is not bad, and they can get breakfast in their respective industries! ”

Shui Mo looked at Murong Qing and saw the seven people clearly, and explained very solemnly.

Murong Qing clearly knew what the practice of martial arts emphasized by ink and wash meant, and he was taken aback by such a coincidence: "How can this be?" Could it be that the eight of you are destined in a previous life? ”

"Hehe, I think, maybe the eight of us are the eight immortals who came down to the earth to refine it!" Ink didn't expect a joke of his own, but there is a great possibility.

It's just that at this time, she just said a joke to herself!

"If you want to be eight immortals? So what kind of fairy am I? ”

Murong Qing was very unhappy that his relationship with ink painting would be set aside, and asked angrily. And, the body involuntarily approached the ink, and finally sat next to the ink and directly hugged her into his arms.

Dong Xiang next to him saw that he was in an embarrassing situation, so he directly picked up the porridge, picked up a bun, and ran outside.

"Look at you, you scared Dongxiang out of the way!" Shui Mo stretched out his right hand very angrily, and his eyes quickly grabbed the soft flesh on his waist, turning three hundred and sixty degrees, and Murong Qing "hummed" in pain.

"I see, where will you be a fairy, you must be a god! Neurotic God! Shui Mo smiled and joked, for Murong Qing, she was becoming more and more open, in front of him, she could say whatever she wanted now.

Except for the fact that he didn't say anything about rebirth, the others basically didn't hide anything from him.

"Xiao Mo'er, your brother Qing is injured! You hurt me! Murong Qing said with a wry smile, but in a moment of thought, he became serious again, "Xiao Mo'er, it's not early, I have to go to work!" What are your plans for today? ”

"Today is the weekend, our Eight Immortals decided to drive to the Tear Spring today to play, I heard that everyone seems to have heard of the legend of the Tear Spring, but they haven't been there!"

Ink painting has always been very positive for looking at landscapes and the like, after all, it is very uncomfortable to stay in the same place all day long.

In addition, listening to everyone's description of the fountain of tears, Shui Mo felt that the fountain of tears might have an aura, and such a fountain was very attractive to people who cultivated the truth.

If it really has aura, the ink is determined to be filled with a lot of spring water, and it is good to use it to make tea.

"Tear Spring, I haven't been to it either, if the scenery of that place is really good, next time I'll rest and go with you to play!"

As soon as he returned to the army, he was busy, and Murong Qing felt a little guilty about it, but after seeing that Ink and Wash had met a few classmates now, he was still very relieved.

"Let's talk about it. Hurry up and go, my classmates are coming soon, and they will definitely not feel comfortable seeing you at home. ”

Ink has heard seven people talk about their impressions of Murong Qing, except for Lan Cai'er who has some strange feelings about him, the other six people are both respectful and afraid of Murong Qing.

Thinking of this, Ink has to admire Lan Caier's courage in love!

If she were an ordinary person, she would definitely be afraid in the face of Murong Qing's fierce blood. But Ink didn't find this at all from Lan Caier, and Ink expressed great doubts about this?!

Could it be that there is another story between Lan Caier and Murong Qing? Ink could only doubt in his heart, but he was embarrassed to ask the two parties.

She tried it, Murong Qing had no impression of Lan Cai'er at all, and Lan Cai'er had only seen Murong Qing from a distance, and her understanding of him came from Lan Cai'er's brother Lan Shan, he was Murong Qing's most loyal subordinate, and there were fans, and he admired Murong Qing very much!

Could it be that just because Lanshan kept saying good things about Murong Qing in front of her sister-in-law, she blindly worshiped Murong Qing?

In her thoughts, Murong Qing left gently.

But the seven immortals of the eight immortals arrived happily, especially as soon as Zhongli arrived at the door, he shouted and said, "Ink, we are here!" Are you and Fuyuka ready? ”

As soon as Shui Mo and Dong Xiang came out, they found two jeeps parked at the door, and Shui Mo asked directly, "Are we going to take these two domestic cars today?" Looks good! ”

In the army, not to mention the half-grown children who are about to become adults, the half-grown girls can drive, and even the teenage children will touch the cushion when they see the car, and sit in the car and play for a long time.

Therefore, among the Eight Immortals, except for one person who can't drive, the other seven people can drive. Even Dong Xiang can drive, and her driving skills are very good, and Ink Youxing has also sat in the car she drove in the capital.

Lu Bin smiled and assigned nine people how to sit in the car, Ink and Dong Xiang later got into the car driven by Lu Bin directly, and Zhang Guo sat on the co-pilot. The other five people could only squeeze into one other car.

In this regard, Shui Mo said that she was a little sorry, if she hadn't been pregnant, everyone would not have been so accommodating to her.

Lu Bin saw the apology in Shui Mo's eyes, and said directly: "Ink and Wash, you don't have to feel embarrassed, our jeep is very wide, and even if there are three people in the back row, it will not be crowded!" Today is the first time for our Eight Immortals, so you can't be too disappointed! ”

Zhang Guo took over the words and said with a smile: "Ink, Abin is right, you can't run away from us too much!" After all, we're our own now! You're really embarrassed, I heard that your calligraphy is very good! When you have time, just write a picture for each of us! ”

When Dong Xiang heard this, she said unhappily: "You are a good person, one character per person, I have to write seven for you!" You must know that our third young lady has a lot of pen and ink now, and even if you take money, you can't buy it! ”

Self-created font, although its founder ink will not be as famous as the ancient king-style father and son and brothers, but everyone believes that her name will not be recorded in the history of China!

"Really? I'm sorry, ink, I thought it was just for you to write, but I didn't expect your pen and ink to be so precious! ”

Zhang Guo is not familiar with the calligraphy world, and he has always heard that Zhongli has always admired Yan Font, his own font of ink, and he wanted to please her, so he had this proposal, but he did not take into account the preciousness of ink and ink, which is not something that ordinary people can ask for!

"It's okay, the so-called ignorant are not guilty! My calligraphy is not yet on the elegant hall, just a small test! After all, my age is here, and calligraphy depends not only on talent, but also on the precipitation of time!

So, it's really okay for me to write seven characters for you now, but you don't have to have them with the mentality of collecting calligraphy and paintings, just treat them as my gifts! ”

No one is perfect, and even if you don't want to admit it, you know that you have not yet reached the pinnacle of calligraphy. I'll need more time to hone my skills in the future!

Lu Bin's heart went up and down with the words of ink and wash, and after listening to it, his mood relaxed, "Ink and wash, although I have also learned to brush since I was a child, but I have been eliminated by the teacher and said that my words only have their shape, not their spirit, you have the opportunity to point to me!" ”

"No problem, I have nothing to do all day now anyway, you can come to the house after school in the future, if you have nothing to do, you can come to me at home, I have arranged a study at home, in which there is no shortage of four treasures of the study. Of course, if you don't like calligraphy and painting, you can also read books, and I have a lot of books in my study, most of which are rare books! ”

Because in the 80s, most of us did not realize the value of antiques and ancient books, so for more than a month in the capital, in addition to buying a lot of porcelain, miscellaneous items, etc., the most ink paintings were ancient books.

It involves medicine, literature, astronomy, geography, agriculture, etc. Even Murong Qing got it in his hands, and he has always praised her collection results!

"Ancient books? Ink, do you really have a lot of ancient books in your family? Lu Bin was so excited about this, you must know that his grandfather is about to turn 70 years old, and in addition to music, his favorite thing in his life is to collect all kinds of ancient books!

"Ink, are your family's ancient books handed down from the Murong family? Does that ancient book belong to you or to Head Murong? ”

Lu Bin wanted to think about it, but he knew that there was no shortage of money in ink painting, and if he asked her for ancient books directly, even he would definitely look down on himself.

"Those ancient books were all picked up when I was shopping in my hometown and the capital when I was shopping in the antique street! How? Lu Bin, you also have some interest? ”

Ink thought she had met an antique collector who had the same hobby as her!

"No, it's not, I'm just looking for a good ancient book to use as a gift to celebrate my grandfather's 70th birthday!" Lu Bin faced the pure eyes of the ink painting, he couldn't tell a lie at all, and told the truth without thinking.

"I see? I definitely don't want to give you the ancient books at home! However, if you want to give your grandfather a gift, it makes more sense to go and exchange it yourself! You are the landlord of Hecheng, do you know where there is an antique street in Hecheng? ”

"You're right, I know where the antique street is, I'll come to you tomorrow, and we'll go shopping for the antique street together!" Lu Bin excitedly announced. (To be continued.) )