On this day, the night market is closed.

On the paper-cut pavement, the fragments of red paper left over from the stickers were driven by the night breeze to wander in the streets and alleys.

The paper kite that was shot down by the projectile also flew over the yellow moon.

Like Mr. Calligraphy and Painting splashing ink, the night sky turned from dark blue to obsidian, leaving only the glimmer of the castle tower, boredomly swinging and jumping.

In the early hours of the morning, when the first rays of light were cast on the sundial of the Qin Tianjian Prison, the phosphophor lamps on the lookout of the Imperial City burned out and went out.

Song Zhixi had already gotten off the carriage and walked on the post road full of leaf manure on the official road.

She raised her head to meet the faintly revealing dawn, patted the morning dew that was about to soak from her sleeve, and quickened her pace.

Although it is difficult to hope or make an appointment all year round, this layman does not boast that he does not eat fireworks in the world, nor does he boast of being high.

On the contrary, he also had a very close relationship with His Majesty in the early years, and heard that the palace people brought news, this layman had received an edict not long ago, and intended to take His Majesty's edict and invite him into the palace to talk.

Song Zhixi does have a request.

Now that the person has arrived at the post station, she has to meet this treasure monk before the palace attendants come to take over.

Early in the morning, there were not many people in the post station, and Song Zhixi carried the empty food box brought from the kitchen and figured out the way in three or two.

"But there are people who entered the store last night when they were about to touch the point, and they want to go through vegetarian fasting... Well......... Fairy-spirited guests? ”

When I first saw the guest in the morning, the guy saw the girl in front of him who was slightly wet and had not been on the road for a long time, her face looked very relaxed, and her tone was soft and slightly cordial, "Ha girl, there is no fairy spirit, but there is one who calls us 'Taoist friends'." ”

Song Zhixi went up to the guest building easily, hesitated, and knocked on the door.

But they found that the door was hidden.

The Taoist is not there? Where did you go so early? No...... She missed a step and didn't catch up?

Are the people in the palace so careful and impatient?

Why don't you let people rest for breakfast first?

Or is this Dao Chang inherently cautious and suspicious?

Somewhat annoyed and anxious, she pushed the door open lightly, in vain to find some clues, and she took great pains to avoid her eyes and ears and walked out, which was too cost-effective to end up empty.

"Why little girl, what treasure have you found in the old guest room?"

"Nope." After Song Zhixi finished speaking, he immediately turned around vigilantly and expectantly, and when he saw the old man at the door, he made up his mind, and he smiled happily.

Rao is excited, and she is very good at temperament and etiquette,"

I have seen Bao Xiangju in the next place, and there are many offenses and disturbances when I come uninvited, which is really helpless...... This time, I came to ask my seniors to open a fairy mouth and give me some advice. ”

"I'm afraid you weren't still scolding me for being cautious just now, maybe you even poked me villain."

"No, I don't dare." How can she do this kind of thing that damages yin morality!

"Haha, scaring you, you're really on the road?"

Lao Dao glanced at the woman's clothes, the soles of the shoes were stained with a lot of mud, and there were a few dew drops hanging from the ends of her hair that she didn't have time to wipe off.

He looked at the food box in the woman's hand again.

"You're ......"

"The little woman came early, thinking that the layman might have an empty stomach, so she sold some favors and asked the post kitchen to prepare some vegetarian food with different tricks."

"I have to take a carriage for a while, and I am afraid that if I eat too much, I will accumulate food...... Seeing that you are so hearty, okay, wait for me to taste one or two, pad my stomach, and listen to you. ”

After a few incoherent words, the two of them saw a move between their words, and Song Zhixi also had a general understanding of this layman, although this gentleman deliberately blessed the aura of fireworks, but his state of mind and knowledge were quite vast and broad.

After straightening their figures, the two stepped into the main topic.

Song Zhixi took out the brand-new and intact talisman from his purse and handed it forward with both hands.

The rune paper is brand new and the texture is intact, but the rune stroke order on it is blurry and difficult to read.

"Do you know what kind of talisman is this?"

"This trace is too missing to be seen clearly, of course, it has to be restored to be recognized." The old man looked patiently.

"Then the layman might restore this character?"

The monk used his fingers to grind on the talisman, pulled a whisker from the wolf on the table and put it on the talisman, spread it out against the window, and took a closer look at it by the light.

Song Zhixi held his breath, is he going to show his magic skills?

I saw the layman quickly start writing on the blank rice paper, and after a few pauses and comparisons, he continued to add a few strokes.

Halfway through the painting, it took a long time and seemed to have hit a bottleneck.

The runes are drawn on the rune paper, and the most important thing for the creator is the relationship between the hooks, and the slightest touch of the world is involved, in addition to paying attention to the correct demeanor, I think this is complete, and each item is right...... How do you describe this, but it looks a little different?

Song Zhixi muttered, and reconstructed with interest, "How can this pen be traversed like this?" It's too bad for the scenery, if I want to see it, of course I want to make it look better, I should naturally shake a wave like playing in the water, and then start from the hypotenuse to pass through, and then add a stroke to the oblique through, it's beautiful, you see, isn't it? ”

"And pleasing to the eye? What about when writing calligraphy? Yo he, according to what you say, the person who dares to create and draw this talisman is still a casual and delicate heart? ”

Song Zhixi smiled, separated from her own hooks and strokes, looking at the overall situation, she suddenly held her chest and felt the joy of the waves in her heart, like the Milky Way falling for nine days!

Her smiling eyes flashed with starlight, and she spat out in obedience, "De Chong Fu." ”

The layman was surprised, "Do you recognize?" ”

Song Zhixi also looked back in surprise, "You don't recognize it?" ”

"How would I recognize? I've never seen it! Your explanation of this painting method really subverted my cognition. ”

Song Zhixi thought about it for a moment or two, and slowly confided, "Actually, I have always felt wonderfully confused, since I was distracted at the banquet for a while, and after waking up from Chaos, I only felt that the world was half-understood, and I had not yet been civilized. ”

She pursed her lips and smiled, "I heard my father say that in noisy occasions, the noise around is too tight, and the mind may be empty for a while, but it is actually normal." ”

"Girl, you don't have to think about it so much, it's so simple, it's just a fugue, otherwise, it will be a nightmare." The layman laughed, rejoicing wantonly, and had a lot of indisputable backbone.

How many people envy it.

"It's fake to come to Japan, but it's true to have fun in time."

Song Zhixi nodded very easily.

Song Zhixi solemnly bowed and took his leave.

Long

The old man twisted his hair and beard, and opened his voice thoughtfully, "That person is so beautiful." ”

……

It wasn't until the end of the day that Song Zhixi sat in the soft sedan chair that had been arranged, and the two strong girls were sitting in front of them to catch the car, she sat comfortably on the couch, and pulled out a jar of sour plum dates from the small drawer on the counter, which was very satisfying.

Thinking of what he saw when he was waiting for someone in the forest just now, Song Zhixi was a little interested, "Did you see that squirrel just now?" Why did he grow so fat, his belly was so big that he couldn't even see his feet. ”

"No, girl, the squirrel is very pleasing to look at, but the milk is fierce."

Another girl interjected and asked, "Hey, could it be a mother who is pregnant with a cub?"

"Huh?" Song Zhixi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Maybe it is, no wonder it's fierce......"

Song Zhixi twisted the jar again, put his fingertips into his mouth, and held a sour plum in his mouth.

A burst of reining sounds swept in, Song Zhixi was hit and half swallowed the jujube pit and choked on her throat, opened her eyes sharply, and the sudden inertia slammed her head on the wall of the rear car again.

Oh yes! I'm going to die!