Feng Xiao held the paper and ink in his hands, and his eyes flowed up and down along the brush, dot painting, and layout, and he was silent for a long time. The breeze passed slowly, and the faint pine ink body fragrance naughtily penetrated Chu Qi's snort, refreshing people's hearts and spleens, and he couldn't help but look sideways. I saw that under the black fluffy bangs, on the slightly drooping eyelids, the slender eyelashes stood pretty, the dark ink eyes were full of stars, and the towering nose bridge supported the black tulle concave and convex, this is a woman with great aura, Chu Qi praised.

"What's your name?" came a soft voice.

"Chu Qi. Chu Qi replied lightly.

"Thank you!"

Chu Qi smiled calmly: "Fairy Linghui, it is not Chu Qi's work to get it yourself." ”

"Hmm. Fengxiao was noncommittal, lightly lifted the lotus flower, and lifted the pen on the blank rice paper.

is combined with what Chu Qi wrote: "The green water is worry-free, but the face is wrinkled by the wind." Qingshan Yuan is not old, and it is snow-white. ”

Chu Qi nodded and praised: "Okay!", the pen is like a green cloud and snow mountain, reaching the sky and the earth, and it is natural, and there is no meaning of daylight.

Feng Xiao put the two sentences written by Chu Qi into his sleeve, nodded slightly, and then turned the lotus step lightly, slowly hiding his figure in the dark. There were two pairs of Fengxiao on the case, Chu Qi gently picked them up, and couldn't help but appreciate them again. Women's pen, thick and insufficient, more than beautiful, such a woman such an atmospheric brushwork, yin and yang, complement each other, it is rare, wonderful pen, and then carefully put into the arms.

Chu Qi was full of emotion in the garden, but he didn't know that the other person in the side hall was already in turmoil. Fengxiao was born beautiful since he was a child, and he got the name of painting immortals before he was a golden hairpin. Because it is often soaked in the fragrance of calligraphy and ink to prevent loose ink from staining clothes, it is customary to wear black coats. After a few years, the appearance became more beautiful and more heavenly, and among the people who admired the exchange of runes, I don't know when there were more rich and noble sons, who took a thousand gold and treasures as a gift, and had a strong heart, and the vulgarity was unbearable! Later, some young and handsome people, under the pretense of exchanging runes, actually had ulterior motives, and their calligraphy skills were less than one-tenth of their own, and their ugliness was simply exposed! After several abrupt harassments, she decided to cover her face with a black veil and refused to show her true face, and her admirers all sighed.

Fengxiao took advantage of the light of the stars under the candlelight and opened the two pairs tremblingly. The so-called "connoisseurs look at the doorway, laymen look at the lively", she has been immersed in the law for more than ten years, reading countless ancestors, and has the name of painting immortals. The two lines of ink treasure in the hand, where the words are written, the writing is heaven and earth! This "green water" and "great river" seem to be natural and non-natural at first glance, it seems to contain a variety of changes, and it is all the same, and its mysteries are mysterious, and their own Taoism is not enough, it is really difficult to express. If this skill is used in a talisman, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to shoot a horse, and it is really ridiculous to draw a fairy.

For a few days, the two did not see each other, but they kept writing letters. Li Xiangzhi stood beside Chu Qi obediently, holding the ink ingot in both hands, grinding it carefully in the inkstone, and watched Chu Qi bathe in the thin afternoon sun, his body glowed with a soft faint light, and his heart couldn't help throbbing. Li Xiangzhi sighed slightly, counting in her heart, I don't know how many letters are coming today.

"Young Master Chu, this is a letter from my young lady to you. The woman delivering the letter in front of her was dressed in a dark satin, which seemed to be the same type as the one Feng Xiao was wearing. This woman has a graceful demeanor, a good appearance, folded hands, dignified demeanor, more than ordinary servant maids, more pure and noble temperament, not humble or arrogant in her eyes, but with a hint of playfulness.

"Thank you, girl. Chu Qi clenched his fists and thanked him.

"Childe is polite, the little woman is just acting on orders. The woman stared at Chu Qi without hesitation, staring at him uncomfortably.

"Young Master Chu, there is a saying, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Chu Qi was stunned for a moment and said, "Girl, please speak." ”

"My young lady inherits the name of the painting fairy, the pen and ink are famous, the body is beautiful and shocking, and there are many princes and nobles or cultivators who are suitors......"

"Hehehehe..." Chu Qi couldn't help laughing, and chuckled: "The girl's meaning, I completely understand it." In the next no name, two no money, three is no cultivation for the Tao, the so-called heaven crown and earth, the difference between the sky, the sky, it is said that Miss Gui and in the next, this point of self-knowledge is still poor. Chu Qi paused and said, "The two of us are just friends of pen and ink, exchanging and learning, don't think about it, girl." ”

The woman snorted coldly, almost messing up her emotions, so she turned around, and used the black waterfall silk in time to cover up her floating face and a pair of bulging small mountain bags, stomped her little feet, and left without saying a word. Chu Qi scratched his bun, not understanding why this girl suddenly got angry.

"Hmph, what kind of friendship is pen and ink, just exchanging and learning, I think I have some white-faced Confucian temperament......" muttering to herself, the woman's face couldn't help but blush, "What kind of person does he think he is, he completely understands what I mean, pretending to be arrogant? ”

Feng Xiao held the letter in his hand, and sighed with emotion, among which astronomy and geography, Qimen mathematics, everything, there seemed to be nothing Chu Qi didn't know, and a good handwriting was even more pleasing to the eye, what is his origin?

Not deliberately difficult, Fengxiao asked: "The Tao is relaxed, but there is no internal cloud cage, when there is no sun, what should it be?", who knows that the other party replied: "The Tao is bound, you are bound, the clouds move in response to the wind, the wind is always in the heaven and the earth, the external sense is internal, and the clouds see the sun." Doesn't this mean that you should let go of the obsession in your heart, feel the four movements of heaven and earth, and return to the inner circle and see the macro sun.

"How can a person who has no power for the Tao know such a way of cultivation? Feng Xiao muttered to himself, her pretty eyelashes flickering slightly, and her eyes shone with ignorance.

The woman who sent the letter, walked into the house with Shi Shiran upright, without saying hello, sat at the Nanmu table by herself, reached out to lift a purple sand teapot, turned over a purple sand teacup with the other hand, poured it for herself, regardless of whether it was hot or cold, and swallowed it.

"What's wrong Ling'er?" Feng Xiao said softly, without raising his head, and appreciating the words on his hand.

After hearing this, the woman stopped pouring tea, was silent for a while, and then said angrily: "Miss!", she stood up, "That kid is not so tall, how can he dare to communicate with Miss." The woman's face was red, her dignified and elegant posture was gone, and the more she talked, the more excited she became, and her red lips were like koi fish that had lost water, so she was not anxious: "Moreover, that kid actually said that he was self-aware, so I should not think about it." Hmph! Miss is like a fairy-like person, how can he not have the slightest idea, he is really not pretending and pretending!"

Feng Xiao lowered his head and said nothing, his jet-black hair slid down his shoulders and down his chest.

"Miss!"

"I do have a relationship with him with pen and ink, and as for what he thinks of me, it's his business, not my business. ”

"How can his embroidered pillow with an empty instrument be worthy of the intersection of the young lady!"

Feng Xiao raised his head, the brilliance in his phoenix eyes flowed, his face covered with black light gauze was expressionless, and his voice said solemnly: "It's my business whether it's worth it or not, it has nothing to do with you!"