"Master, I've copied almost all of your words! But I always feel like I'm missing something! ”

A boy, holding a brush, was practicing calligraphy on a wooden board, and next to him stood a young man in a white shirt, with an indifferent gaze and a ...... After writing a line, the boy frowned slightly, shook his head slightly, and always felt dissatisfied.

"Keep practicing!" Young and unceremoniously replied.

"Look, sir, it's almost."

A middle-aged man, holding a calligraphy and painting, respectfully handed it to a teenager, his voice trembling slightly.

"It's not enough!" The boy shook his head, his voice cold.

"Master, this time it should be done."

An old man with gray hair, holding a brush, holding calligraphy and paintings, and his eyes are vicissitudes.

"Okay!" The young man took the calligraphy and painting, looked at it slightly, and nodded slightly.

The old man listened, overjoyed, danced like a child, and decades of hard work were finally recognized!

However, just when the old man was extremely happy, the young man said indifferently: "In the future, there will only be Wang Xizhi...... Those calligraphy and paintings, all of them were created by you, understand? ”

"Master, don't ...... This is a great rebellion! The old man's face turned pale, and then he knelt down with a thud, terrified.

The young man's voice was leisurely: "The years go by, but I live forever...... I don't want to erase some traces, so every time I reincarnate, I will find someone to ghostwrite...... You are one of them! ”

Hearing this, the old man's body trembled slightly, although he didn't fully understand, but he knew that the decision made by the old man would not be changed, and after a long time, he sighed lightly in his heart, and opened his mouth: "Master! I see......"

After that day......

The young man said goodbye without saying goodbye, drifted away, and traveled all over the world.

And Wang Xizhi, when forging everything, left a certain amount of selfishness, spent a lifetime of wealth, dug out a secret room in his own courtyard, although he took over Ye Bei's calligraphy and painting, but there are many, he did not stamp his own seal, and secretly hid a large number of Ye Bei's authentic works......

A thousand years have passed.

Ye Bei already knew about this matter, but he had no time to deal with it, and when he lived in seclusion in Kunlun Mountain, he deliberately wrote it down.

Eighty years ago, he came once, a thousand years have passed, those calligraphy and paintings were not signed, and he felt that it was a pity to destroy them, so he left again.

Eighty years later, he returned to his homeland......

In the gallery, Ye Bei stood quietly.

After a long time, his thoughts returned from a thousand years ago, turned around, put away the old man's scroll paintings, his mouth was indifferent, muttered to himself, and made a decision directly: "Those calligraphy and paintings, have been the pen of Xi, and have not left my name, many brushes and inks have been divided by later generations, the years are long, since they are left, it is also a kind of fate, so simply let them come to the world......

……

Following!

The sky is just bright,

Wang Gu rushed out of the room in a hurry.

Holding calligraphy and painting in his hand, he was careful for fear of breaking it.

The clothes on his body are still the same as yesterday's, and his eyes are also wearing yesterday's reading glasses......

It's just that at this moment, his face is ruddy and shiny, as if he has some great joy, but the corners of his eyes are dark, and his pupils are also bloodshot, indicating that he has not rested well this night.

Creak......

Push open the back door of the gallery.

After Wang Gu saw Ye Bei standing with his hands in his hands, his figure was stunned, and he no longer had the rudeness he had yesterday.

But the heart can't stop beating wildly.

"Sir, is this calligraphy and painting really made by you yesterday?" spoke, and his tone was extraordinarily serious.

Ye Bei replied lightly: "Hmm! ”

"Incredible, incredible...... If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined such a thing, and I can guarantee that if this calligraphy and painting were hung out, it would have caused a huge shock! ”

After receiving a positive answer, Wang Gu was extremely happy, like a child, and shouted in his mouth.

Then in the gallery, I found a frame.

The expression was serious, his eyes were condensed, and he decorated it skillfully...... I didn't realize that the person who painted was far more precious than the calligraphy and painting!

Half an hour later.

The calligraphy and painting are decorated.

Wang Gu excitedly opened the door of the gallery......

The words of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" and the painting of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" were placed at the door together.

On this day, he did not take a pen and paint for his own entertainment as in the past, but set up a small bamboo chair to sit next to the calligraphy and painting, staring at the passers-by with burning eyes, hoping that those who know the goods will appreciate it together.

At the same time, the corner of his eye swept on the calligraphy and painting from time to time, for fear that if he was not careful, the calligraphy and painting would disappear out of thin air.

It's early!

A bright red morning sun rose in the sky.

The sunlight sprinkled on the streets of the ancient town and on the glazed tiles, reflecting the quiet and peaceful scenery.

After the development of the ancient town, it has completely become a tourist town, and even in the early morning, there is never a shortage of tourists.

On the streets, people come and go, countless men and women, laughing and laughing, passing by.

The gallery entrance can be ......

After putting out the two calligraphy and paintings, the result was not as Wang Gu intended.

Time passes!

The first person to stop was a girl, very young, wearing a floral dress.

When she stopped in front of the calligraphy and painting and looked at it carefully, Wang Gu's face rested slightly, thinking that she was a person who knew the goods, and was about to explain...... I saw that the girl took out her mobile phone, and then took two photos, and then left immediately.

The second person who stopped was a middle-aged uncle, who carried his hands behind his back and had a wise eye.

Walk up to the calligraphy and painting, bend down, and bow your head......

Wang Gu's throat surged, thinking to himself, this should be a person who knows the goods, and he wants to open his mouth again.

The middle-aged uncle suddenly straightened up, shook his head slightly, turned around and left...... Ten steps later, a puzzled voice came: "This gallery has been rewritten!" It's really idle...... This kind of character still wants to sell for money, but it is not as good as my writing! ”

When Wang Gu heard this, the muscles on his face trembled, and his heart was full of indignation.

The third person who stopped was an old man.

The man had kind eyebrows and a smile on his face, but he looked a little strange because he was missing a few teeth in his mouth.

He walked up to the calligraphy and painting, squatted up, and looked at it carefully.

"Sir, the origin of this character is not simple......" Seeing this, Wang Gu hurriedly spoke, he felt that this was an opportunity.

"Young man! Old and illiterate, how do you know what is written? I just think it's twisted and twisted, it looks weird and awkward, you have very little business in this store, and I advise you to take it in...... Otherwise, I won't be able to do it! After hearing this, the old man stood up, and his smiling words almost made Wang Gu vomit blood.

It lasted three hours in a row.

There is still no one who knows the goods......

The vicissitudes of change in the world, most of the tourists, most of them only pursue fashion, calligraphy and painting no one knows, it is normal!

Just when Wang Gu was disappointed and was about to take back the calligraphy and painting, and find some experts to identify it one day, three people came out of the antique shop opposite.

Their faces were cold and imposing.

Straight in the direction of Wanggu

Seeing this, Wang Gu was shocked and protected the calligraphy and painting behind him.

The old man who walked in the front wanted to speak, but when he walked to the calligraphy and painting, after a little glance, his body suddenly stopped, his pupils began to dilate, and the soaring momentum on his body dissipated in an instant, replaced by a wave of surprise and shock.

……

In the gallery!

Ye Bei sat quietly at the table, watching the endless stream of passers-by of all kinds, and he naturally saw this scene in his eyes.

It's just that!

In his gaze, there is no joy and no worries, calm to the extreme, and detachment.

As if the calligraphy and painting had nothing to do with him!