Nangong Tianxiang looked at Ye Hao's surprised gaze, and she smiled sweetly: "These calligraphy and paintings are all written by my ancestors, grandfathers, fathers and uncles, but there is no shortage of calligraphy characters here for those people to observe and learn." ”

"Some of the words are very beautiful, but there are also several that are a bit of a fly in the ointment." Whether Ye Hao is in the military camp or in real life, he is also very fond of calligraphy, and even occasionally writes it himself.

He saw some fly in the ointment from some calligraphy and paintings in this manor, and several of them lacked a kind of strength with Nangong Tianming's name printed underneath, but he wrote some bold words.

In addition, there is a calligraphy named Nangong Tianlang who lacks a kind of sharpness, his words, his pen is very sharp, and he should take the road of the sword guide peak, but the words written are a little soft and weak and don't look good.

"Oh? Do you still know calligraphy? Nangong Tianxiang looked at Ye Hao in surprise, how could Ye Hao understand everything? Is he really only twenty-two years old? At this age, it seems that he knows everything.

"Hehe, I know a little bit about it, let's not talk about this, where is your home?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.

"My house is in the center of the manor, and I have to walk for more than ten minutes every time I go home." Nangong Tianxiang said with a little complaint.

"With me this time, I don't have to walk for more than ten minutes." Ye Hao said with a smile.

"It's not the same, this manor is forbidden to drive, and no one is allowed to destroy every word of the manor here." Nangong Tianxiang said helplessly.

"Hehe, do you mind if I put my arm around your waist?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.

Nangong Tianxiang's face turned red when she heard this, and she turned her head sideways and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Let you see the strange body method that your ancestor Nangong Tianhou passed down to me." Ye Hao said with a smile.

"Don't be funny, how can it be!" Nangong Tianxiang never believed that his ancestor Nangong Tianxiang could leave anything to inherit to Ye Hao thousands of years ago. So I didn't believe it.

"Then I'm in my arms!" Ye Hao said with a smile.

Although Nangong Tianxiang was shy, Ye Hao said so. Could it be that Ye Hao is still refused? Anyway, she also wanted to see how weird Ye Hao's weird body style was.

Ye Hao's thick arms hugged Nangong Tianxiang's waist from behind, and Nangong Tianxiang's waist was very thin. Ye Hao's hand wrapped around him and hugged him.

"So slim." Ye Hao smiled and praised, Nangong Tianxiang blushed, but the next moment she was shocked......

"Whew!"

Ye Hao's body holding Nangong Tianxiang disappeared in place in an instant, appearing a few hundred meters away, and even that speed was still continuing, the so-called sports car with hundreds of highways in an hour was nothing more than this at Ye Hao's speed, right?

As if a wind was blowing, the surveillance cameras around the manor only saw it for a moment, but they didn't catch anything before it was restored.

The young, middle-aged, and old people who were watching the calligraphy in the manor only felt a gust of wind howling by, but they saw nothing.

When Ye Hao took Nangong Tianxiang to appear in an elegant garden within a garden. Ye Hao stopped.

Nangong Tianxiang looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, she didn't know what complicated mood to express her inner thoughts at this moment, she only knew that Ye Hao was holding his waist just now, and he came to her house in just over ten seconds.

Although the wind was howling when Ye Hao hugged her, Ye Hao's body emitted a vague aura that covered up those strong winds for her, and she really wanted to ask Ye Hao how he did it so quickly at the moment.

"Hehe, is this it?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.

Nangong Tianxiang came back to her senses from her stunned state, and she asked with a hint of excitement: "Ah Hao, why was your speed so fast just now?" What's the secret here. Sue sù can I not? ”

When Ye Hao heard this, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is originally your family's weird body method, and I am just the inheritor of the teacher's inheritance." This will be taught to you, of course! Don't blame me if you can't learn. ”

"You mean I'm stupid, don't you? Hum! I'm going to learn. Nangong Tianxiang pressed her excited heart and snorted coquettishly.

"Haha. Let's hope for it! Ye Hao said with a smile.

Then Nangong Tianxiang led Ye Hao into the garden in the garden, and the garden in the garden here is called Nangong Manor. The outside for people to appreciate the writing is called Nangong Garden.

When Ye Hao entered Nangong Manor, there was a smell of literature and ink, and Ye Hao deeply felt that the Nangong family's literature and ink were profound. Entering the manor makes people feel like they are in the scholar's room.

Nangong Tianxiang also took a deep breath, and said excitedly: "This is grandpa writing, it must be that Grandpa Cheng is also here, let's go over and see grandpa writing, grandpa writing is beautiful." ”

Ye Hao was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "How do you know that your grandfather is writing?" ”

"Of course you do! Each person's ink in our Nangong family has a different fragrance for everyone, and those inks are made from the juice of different flowers through a special processing, I smell a faint and elegant fragrance in this ink, which is grandpa's pen and ink, go quickly! Grandpa is old and rarely writes, and you just happened to come today, but you are blessed! Nangong Tianxiang happily pulled Ye Hao towards the lawn of the manor.

"That's my pleasure." Ye Hao said with a smile.

Nangong Tianxiang made a booing expression, and then took Ye Hao to walk quietly to the lawn.

At this moment, there were eight men, two elderly women, an old man with white hair, and an old man about sixty years old, who was quietly watching the old man with white hair writing.

At this moment, the white-haired old man is holding a pen, holding it with his right hand, and is writing the word "Heavenly Dao".

Everyone watched the white-haired old man write.

Nangong Tianxiang whispered to Ye Hao's ear to introduce Ye Hao to her family's humanity: "The one in the white robe is my grandfather, his name is Nangong Tianhe, the patriarch of my Nangong family, and the one next to him is Cheng Zhengyang, Grandpa Cheng." The old woman on the left is my grandmother, the one on the right is Grandpa Cheng's wife, and behind them stand my father, uncle, cousins and brothers. ”

"How old is your grandfather?" Ye Hao looked at Nangong Tianhe, who was full of white hair, and asked Nangong Tianxiang.

"Grandpa is over ninety." Nangong Tianxiang said that Nangong Tianhe's age sniffed a little sadly.

"Be old and strong!" Ye Hao praised it, it was really Nangong Tianhe's hand holding the brush that was too powerful.

Nangong Tianxiang was silent, so she and Ye Hao quietly watched Nangong Tianhe write the following words.

But at this time, Nangong Tianhe put the pen on the inkstone with a smile, looked at the old man younger than him next to him and said, "Brother Zhengyang, how about you write these last two words?" ”

"This is not appropriate, brother, isn't this going to let me ruin a good hand?" (To be continued......)