Opening the door, two old men with childish foreheads and similar appearances, wearing missionary robes, appeared in front of Ji Lin.

These two people, each carrying a scabbard behind their backs, holding the dust, are like ancient sword immortals, quite a bit dusty and chic.

But Ji Lin knew that behind these two people, the scabbard was not a sword, but a brush.

With the sword as the pen and the pen to kill, this is the way of the literati and the ink to sing with the sword, and the way to walk the rivers and lakes!

"I've seen Brother Wolong." The second elder saw the gatekeeper, and sure enough, it was Ji Lin, and the second elder hugged his fists and laughed at the same time.

"Two fellow Daoists, please come inside." Ji Lin smiled slightly, and asked the second elder to get started.

But it turned out that these two people were none other than Ji Lin who met at the Xiangjiang auction, among the four sages of the bamboo forest, the two old gentlemen, Dawang and Xiaowang.

These two elders are the descendants of the sage of the book, Wang Xizhi.

What is in their scabbard is the Zihao and Qinghao who move the world.

In the past, Wang Xizhi once retreated and cultivated in Shushan, and obtained purple and green swords in the ancient cave, which turned into a pen.

In the Lanting Pavilion that year, Wang Xizhi wrote the preface to the Lanting, and his talent shocked the world and achieved the position of "Book Saint".

Unexpectedly, when Wang Xizhi received the luck bestowed by heaven and earth, the tengu suddenly appeared, intending to compete for luck.

The forty-two sages of the Lanting Pavilion that day were not the generals of the Tengu Unit.

At the moment of crisis, Wang Xizhi invited out the two swords of purple and green.

But when he saw Qiang Qiang slashed down with two swords, the heavenly dog instantly turned into nothingness.

At this time, everyone saw that Wang Xizhi had been carrying the sword behind his back, and the scabbard was actually two brushes.

These two brushes have always been written by the royal family of the Holy Family. Generations.

But after the sage Wang Xizhi, for more than 2,000 years, although the calligraphy of the Wang family has emerged in endlessly.

But there is no one who can 'pull' and 'pull' the two swords of Ziqing out of the scabbard.

Until the birth of Mr. Wang and Mr. Wang.

The two brothers are pedantic and can finally use the purple and green two swords. 'Pull' and 'out' the scabbard is about a fist away.

With this ability, when Mr. Erwang was young, he sang with swords and swords, and was a heroic man, and finally became famous.

On the same day, in the Qingxi of the Lanting Pavilion in Xiangjiang, if Mr. Erwang brought the purple and green swords over.

So in the battle between them and Beichen Yumo, who killed the deer. That's really hard to say.

"Two Taoist friends came to visit late at night, I don't know what to do?"

Ji Lin offered fragrant tea to the two of them and asked tentatively.

The so-called "Nothing to Do" is not to go to the Three Treasures Palace, Mr. Erwang is famous in the Central Plains, but today he came unexpectedly.

Moreover, they also brought the magic weapon of calligraphy killing - purple and blue double swords.

Ji Lin didn't believe them, so he came to drink tea and chat with him.

"This ...... This is? Mr. Xiao Wang picked up the teacup and was about to speak. His eyes suddenly fell on the teacup, and he was suddenly excited.

"Tyrannical creatures. Tyrannical creatures. ”

Mr. Wang let out a long sigh and looked at Ji Lin's gaze as if he were looking at a loser.

The two old gentlemen of the two kings didn't pay attention just now, but Ji Lin took out two antique teacups at random.

But now that the two of them took a closer look, they were shocked.

For example, the purple clay pot in Mr. Xiao Wang's hand is actually legendary. Gong Chun, the founder of the purple clay pot, made the spring pot by himself!

The spring pot has long been lost, and later generations are just imitations.

But Mr. Xiao Wang, 'refined' tea ceremony for 60 years,

Combine a variety of materials. With his own experience, even if Mr. Xiao Wang is not sure, he is 80% sure that he is offering a spring pot in his hand.

As for Mr. Wang's teacup, it is even more amazing, it is actually produced in the official kiln of the Tang Dynasty, and it is a "fine" Tang Sancai!

"It's just two antique things, and the two Taoist friends don't need to mind." Ji Lin smiled slightly, disapproving.

Ji Lin didn't expect someone to come to visit Lingxiao Pavilion late at night.

So in a hurry, Ji Lin didn't care much, and took two porcelain cups at random to make tea for the second elder.

If you let the second elder know that in Ji Lin's collection, the spring pot and Tang Sancai, like radish and cabbage, are worthless at all, I really don't know what the second elder will think.

"It turned out to be an antique thing." Mr. Da Wang and Mr. Xiao Wang glanced at each other, and then they were relieved.

Although the second elder felt that the porcelain in his hand was for the spring pot and Tang Sancai.

But this is not logical, how can Ji Lin take out such a valuable thing casually?

"This ...... This is? However, as the second elder, after taking a sip of tea, he suddenly rose to his feet, full of excitement.

"Mr. Ji, you ...... You're going too far. ”

Bang!

Mr. Xiao Wang slammed his fist on the table and looked at Ji Lin's gaze, very angry.

"Mr. Ji, you said that this porcelain is an antique thing."

"But this tea, why is it Wuyi Mountain, the thousand-year-old tea leaves on the sacred tree? You-you're a tyrannical thing! ”

While Mr. Wang was talking, the white beard shook and trembled, and he wanted to kill.

The two elders are both tea lovers, so they naturally understand Wuyi Mountain, the tea leaves on the sacred tree, which can be met but not sought.

But Ji Lin actually used such precious tea to entertain guests casually, this is not a tyrannical thing, what is it?

Although the second elder was very touched by Ji Lin's kindness to himself.

But this kind of extravagance and waste can be called the behavior of a loser, and the second elder still hates it very much.

"Brother Xian, you ...... You bastard. When Mr. Wang's gaze inadvertently fell on the table, he was furious.

"Huh?" Mr. Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment, and after glancing at the table, he was immediately moved.

"This ...... This is actually a thousand-year-old phoenix wood? Mr. Wang staggered under his feet, and suddenly there was a feeling of dizziness.

The table that he smashed with his fist just now is actually a rare treasure, this Ji Lin, is it too exaggerated? Mr. Xiao Wang was a little shocked.

At this time, Mr. Erwang, only then did he take a closer look at Lingxiao Pavilion.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this time, the second elder suddenly has a feeling that Grandma Liu has entered the Grand View Garden.

The two elders are among the four sages of the bamboo forest, all of whom are famous in the world, and in this life, although they do not deliberately make money, they are not short of money.

The disciples of the second elder are all over the world, and they know that their teachers do not love money, and most of them will give antiques, celebrity calligraphy and paintings.

Sixty years of accumulation have enriched the collection of the two elders.

Every time a guest visits, the second elder will proudly open the collection room and let the friends enjoy it through the glass window.

Every time he saw the shocking eyes of his friends, the second elder would be very proud.

But today, when the second elder came to Lingxiao Pavilion.

Only then did the second elder understand that he had collected antiques all his life, but he was like a turtle.

What is a local tyrant? What is understated luxury?

Ji Lin used a glass of water to give the second elder, the most perfect interpretation.

"Two fellow Daoists, what are you doing here tonight?"

Just when the second elder was shocked by Ji Lin's generosity, Ji Lin spoke. (To be continued......)