I came softly, killed someone, and then left gently, waving my hand without taking a trace of the cloud with me.

Staring at the bright moon hanging in the sky outside the window, Helan Xiaoxin's mind suddenly floated this sentence.

Then she laughed self-deprecatingly, lowered her head and muttered, "Stupid." ”

"Who is stupid to scold?"

Someone asked faintly outside the window, with obvious displeasure in his tone.

"Alas, second uncle, can you masters be like a normal person and let people know when they appear? One by one, people will be scared of heart attacks by you sooner or later. ”

Helan Xiaoxin sighed, looked up at Hu Xiaotang, who was already sitting on the windowsill, and said leisurely: "Of course I'm scolding myself." ”

Hu Xiaotang's current sitting posture is almost exactly the same as the posture Yang Xiao was sitting in at that moment.

It's just that the two of them are facing different directions.

When Yang Xiao looks up at a 45-degree angle, he can see the moon.

When Lao Hu raised his head, he just raised his head, or he just wanted to show his high demeanor.

However, it was obvious that when Yang Xiao looked up at the moon, a layer of divine light would appear on his face.

Lao Hu turned his back to the moonlight, and his whole face was hidden in the shadows, which looked a little weird.

In Helan Xiaoxin's view, the two men, one old and one young, are both handsome guys who no one in the world can compare.

It's just that Yang Xiao will give people a kind of amazement, but Lao Hu will only make people feel that he has a dirty mind.

With a snap, after lighting a cigarette, Lao Hu Cai looked at Helan Xiaoxin with a slight sideways face: "Why do you want to scold yourself?" ”

"Because I thought of a particularly hypocritical sentence just now, I felt that I was stupid."

Helan Xiaoxin told the truth, and laughed self-deprecatingly again: "Hehe, second uncle, do you know that person just now?" ”

"Which one?"

Hu Yantang's eyelids lifted and swept over the corpse lying on the ground: "Do you mean the person who killed her?" Well, I guess I know her. ”

"Knowing is knowing, why do you say yes?"

"Don't talk nonsense, pack your things, let's go."

When Hu Zhentang was talking to Bodhisattva, he was still very careful to maintain his proper gentlemanly demeanor, but why was he unceremonious when talking to Sister Xin, his own person?

If Helan Xiaoxin knew about this problem, she would definitely think about why it was.

She has lived here for more than ten days, and there is actually nothing to clean up.

All the daily necessities used, clothes, shoes and socks, and even two packs of aunt towels were all prepared for her by Lao Hu a long time ago.

When she leaves, she just needs to change into her clothes.

As she walked down the stairs, she ran back again.

Lao Hu, who was standing in front of the wooden building with his hands behind his back and making a rhinoceros moon looking at the moon to show his master's demeanor, frowned slightly after hearing her steps of going back again.

After Helan Xiaoxin came out, he walked forward, and asked without looking back, "What did you do again?" ”

"Took something."

Helan Xiaoxin said, raising his hand and shaking it in front of him.

The thing immediately rattled and rattled.

It's a piece of paper.

Hu Xiaotang looked back and smiled.

No matter how tall a person is, he will like to be patted on the back and worshiped by others.

Especially the person who does this, it is Helan Xiaoxin, who was born in a wealthy family.

I don't know when it started, Lao Hu fell in love with wielding calligraphy.

This is a persistent person, once interested in something, he will devote himself to it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be the number one player today, even though talent is important.

After Lao Hu fell in love with practicing calligraphy, it was the same.

Usually, as long as he is free, in addition to eating and sleeping a day, he will basically stand at the table and practice calligraphy, even ignoring Alena's normal women's needs.

After practicing hard like this for three or five years, one day when Qin Yuguan took several of his wives to Lao Hu's house as guests, he was like a seedling who had been looking forward to nectar for a long time, and without saying a word, he took Lao Qin to the study.

It took less than half a minute, with the inkstone that is said to be used by Wang Xizhi, the wolf hair produced by Yan Zhenqing's descendants, and on the Luoyang paper praised by Xue Tao, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced to write four big characters: "Mountains and flowing water." ”

Then, just like Xiao Jingba, who was expecting his master to feed a bone, he looked at Lao Qin pitifully.

I hope Lao Qin can fall for his words.

It is said that Lao Qin was arched with his left leg, kicked with his right leg, his left hand was like a bag to fetch things, and his right hand was like a baby in his arms holding the word, and he carefully examined it for five minutes before he closed his eyes slightly, and his mouth couldn't stop smashing it, like a drunkard who tasted ten years of wine, and said in his unique bass: "This word is more than twice as strong as the shell Lang climbed." ”

That time it wasn't for Alena and the others to pull it, it is estimated that the old beard and the two of them would have to fight a real fire.

The cruel blow from Lao Qin did not make Lao Hu discouraged.

He firmly believed that Lao Qin was blind.

Either he was jealous of him, and he was able to write a character comparable to Wang Youjun, which made Lao Qin particularly incompetent, so he deliberately spoke with a clear conscience.

After being frustrated, Lao Hu became more and more fond of practicing calligraphy.

It's almost to the point of obsession, you can skip eating, sleeping, drinking and even live without a woman.

Lao Hu worked so hard just so that one day, he could smash his words that had been auctioned at an auction for a sky-high price, smash them on Lao Qin's face, and then tear them apart.

He knew that Lao Qin only loved money in addition to loving beautiful women.

Some people even saw Lao Qin when he was drunk and crazy, pointing at his group of charming wives, howling and crying, saying that he is now wholesale beautiful young women at a loss, only 20,000 yuan each, who can buy it all at once, you can get an eighty-fifty discount-

How poor does a person have to be, or how much he loves money, to say such heartless words?

Lao Hu is too lazy to care.

Anyway, he just needs to know that Lao Qin is quite money-loving.

In front of Lao Qin, tearing out the words worth tens of thousands of dollars must be more important than killing him, and letting Lao Hu relieve his hatred.

For this great goal, Lao Hu practiced calligraphy unremittingly every day when he "accompanied" Helan Xiaoxin.

Whenever before practicing calligraphy, Lao Hu has to bathe and change clothes, clean his hands and burn incense, stand in front of the desk and close his eyes for a long time, only then will he have one eye, with his right hand, which may be more suitable for killing, grab the brush, and the pen will go dragon and snake, all in one go.

These days, he has written thousands of works.

"This work has an ethereal atmosphere that does not eat the fireworks of the world."

This is Lao Hu deliberately took the most proud work, and when he showed it to the little royal sister, he deliberately concealed who the author was, and only hoped that she would say it after carefully reading the work.

Of course, Lao Hu was secretly overjoyed.

In an instant, Lao Hu, who felt that Helan Xiaoxin was 10,000 times cute, didn't wait for a reserved cough, and named him as the author of this pair, she spoke again: "To put it bluntly, the person who wrote this character must be a 100% stupid person." I don't know what calligraphy is. It is estimated that when he wrote this sentence, his mind was full of feces. Only in this way can the words he writes not be written by people. It's just a, cough, second uncle, do you have an iron at home? My clothes are a little wrinkled and need to be ironed. ”

Helan Xiaoxin was born in a famous family, and received the most traditional aristocratic education since he was a child.

As early as when she was in junior high school, the "Lanting Collection Preface" she copied won the special prize of the National Youth Calligraphy Competition.

If she hadn't tried her best to help Helan Fusu, she would have to take the route of scheming, but concentrate on writing, it is estimated that she would have become a heavyweight in the Calligraphy Association by now.

Therefore, when she evaluates someone's calligraphy works, the comments she gives are absolutely pertinent and unbiased, even if they are not authoritative.

It's just that she didn't expect that the calligraphy work that she scolded for being bloody would actually be the crystallization of Hu Xuantang's hard work for several years.

It wasn't until she found that Lao Hu's eyes were full of light, as if he was going to choose someone to eat, that she immediately realized that she had scolded the wrong person-

Only then did he immediately find an excuse, and before Lao Hu got angry, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and fled.

It was also since then that Lao Hu no longer asked Helan Xiaoxin to comment on him.

feels that she, like Lao Qin, is a person with no eyes, and if she shows her, she will only be hit by jealousy.

Lao Hu is not a slut, he deliberately found someone to abuse and scold him when he was sick.

But there is no doubt that after being commented on by Helan Xiaoxin, Lao Hu vaguely understood that he might not be the material for being a calligrapher.

For the hobby of practicing calligraphy, it has also plummeted.

However, in his spare time, he would still stand at his desk, humming unknown songs, and writing a few strokes spontaneously.

Before writing, of course, I will not bathe and change clothes, and clean my hands and burn incense.

Even if you just squat on the toilet and don't wash your hands, you will catch the wolf, dip it in ink, and do it overnight.

After writing, I held it with both hands and praised it a few times, good words—just put that good word aside.

When it rained at noon the day before yesterday, there were some gaps in the windows, and Lao Hu also took his ink treasure and framed it.

Not to mention, the good rice paper with a unit price of more than 30 yuan per piece is still very good in terms of waterproofness.

However, some rice paper with good waterproof performance is nothing at all for Lao Hu, who is worth hundreds of millions.

So when Lao Hu decided to withdraw from the Jiankou Great Wall overnight and return to the city tonight, he ignored those works at all.

didn't expect Helan Xiaoxin to go downstairs, but ran back to get a pair.

Lao Hu was a little embarrassed and angry, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, is this going to take it back to the city, or even put it in the calligraphy exhibition, so that those ordinary people who have eyes and no beads can criticize me all?" ”

faintly felt that his works were likely to be really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, of course Lao Hu didn't want to show off anymore and make more people laugh at him.

Especially when I think of each work, there is also his treasure mark - the stage name nostalgic master.

It is estimated that just with this stage name, people will have to be scolded half to death.

"Second uncle, what do you say?"

Helan Xiaoxin's face was serious, holding calligraphy and painting in his left hand, and putting his right hand on his chest: "Please believe that I am speaking with my conscience now." The works you wrote before are really rubbish - second uncle, you are an elder. At the very least, you must have the demeanor of listening to the juniors finish speaking. ”

"You, tell me. Go on. ”

This sentence was squeezed out between his teeth by the pale-faced old Hu.

After making sure that Lao Hu would not go crazy, Helan Xiaoxin had the courage to continue: "But this work has already appeared in the unique style of the world's calligraphers. Second uncle, congratulations, you have finally used your perseverance to open the door of art. ”

"What? Hehe. Helan Xiaoxin, do you think there's something wrong with me here, Second Uncle. ”

Hu Zhantang said, raised his hand and nodded his head: "That's why you came to coax me with your tongue, just to please me and try your best to protect you." ”

With a pop, Helan Xiaoxin suddenly knelt straight on the ground.

Startled Lao Hu, she hurriedly retreated, and just about to say something, she raised her right hand and swore to Yue: "If I, Helan Xiaoxin, deliberately deceived my second uncle, I will let my whole body fester." ”