The Constellation Club has not been established for a long time, and it is one of the least composed of our school clubs. This club is a typical dog meat sold on the head of a sheep, although it is called the Constellation Society, but there is no actual member of the CITIC Constellation.

There are only six people in this club, including me and Yang Yang, the president, Jiang Shan, a sophomore majoring in TV editing and directing, who likes Maoshan art; Vice President Tao Li, an English student, likes the Four Pillars Push; Tan Shaohui, a junior student in the Department of Computer Science, has a family tradition of finding dragon points, known as the eighteen methods of splitting noodles and dividing gold; Among the remaining three people, I, Cheng Xiaoma, am a disciple of the Three Gods Sect, and the other two girls, one is my girlfriend Yang Yang, and the other is a little beauty in the acting department, my good friend Han Ziqi.

These two girls believe in everything, and they don't believe in anything.

Han Ziqi joined the Constellation Club because of curiosity, and Yang Yang joined it for another reason. The founder of this club is one of our senior brothers, and his mother is a special teacher in the school's art department, named Tang Xiaowan.

Tang Xiaowan is a master of Chinese painting hidden in the city, and her skill in figure painting is profound, and it is said that he is one of the best in the contemporary Chinese painting and calligraphy world. But due to some special reasons, she is low-key by nature and rarely shows her amazing talent. When I was in my forties, I was moved by the sincerity of our old principal and agreed to come to our school as a special appointment.

A few years ago, Tang Xiaowan's son founded the Constellation Society, and after the establishment of the club, he invited three easy-to-learn masters in the society as consultants, and they would come here from time to time to guide the members. By the time I joined, there was only one consultant left, and that was Tang Xiaowan.

This is not unusual, Chinese culture is the same, no matter which one, as long as the study is deep, how much will come into contact with the pulse of numerology metaphysics. Tang Xiaowan is an example, no matter what the members of the Constellation Society learn, it is said that they can get very precise guidance from her. Yang Yang was her favorite disciple, so under her instruction, Yang Yang became a member of the Constellation Society.

"I believe that there is an existence beyond perception in this world," Yang Yang said, "but I prefer art, so I am not close to metaphysics." Teacher Tang is someone I respect, and she said that I could learn a lot of useful knowledge by joining the club, so I joined. ”

I nodded, "Okay, so what do we usually do in this club?" ”

"We go to Mr. Tang's house once every two weeks to read, enjoy paintings, listen to lectures, and taste tea," Jiang Shan said, "The next time we go will be two days later, Xiaoma, you will also be with you." ”

"Okay," I laughed, "but I'm a rough person, so don't think I'm ruining the Zen when the time comes." ”

"That's a good feeling", Han Ziqi smiled, "Every time I go to Teacher Tang's to listen to a lecture, I feel like listening to a book from heaven, this time with you, we can be companions, don't be so embarrassed." ”

"Then it's decided", Jiang Shan patted me on the shoulder, "Don't be so modest, don't think I can't see it, you're just hiding it." However, you should be humble when you go to Mr. Tang, I guarantee that you will think about it a second time when you go to the last time, and Mr. Tang's character cultivation will definitely fascinate you. ”

"I absolutely believe this", I glanced at Yang Yang, "The person who can make Yang Yang worship so much must be a master, I must pay a visit." ”

Yang Yang smiled calmly, "Whether it is a master or not, you will know when you see it." ”

Two days later, we met the legendary teacher Tang in a villa in the suburbs. She is in her fifties, well-maintained, well-proportioned and light, elegant in temperament, dignified in appearance, and meticulous in her black hair. Her home is like her person, it is elegantly furnished, the air is full of warmth, a faint scent of sandalwood, quiet and long.

"Your surname is Cheng, and your name is Xiaoma?" Tang Xiaowan looked at me kindly, "Good name, good boy." ”

I smiled embarrassedly, "Mr. Tang, you have won the award, the name is okay, whether the boy is good or not, it is difficult to say." ”

Tang Xiaowan smiled, let us sit down, and poured fragrant tea for us, "Come on, children, this tea was sent back to me by your senior brother from Sri Lanka, I didn't want to drink it, today the pony came, so I took it out, you can taste it and see how it goes." ”

"Teacher, you are partial", Han Ziqi stopped first, "We usually come and you don't take it out, he is a newcomer for the first time, you just give him face!" She looked at me disdainfully, "Why! ”

I ignored her, took a sip of tea, smacked and touched, "Fragrant, good black tea!" ”

The students looked at me and the look in their eyes seemed to say, "Is this the end?" ”

Tang Xiaowan was very satisfied, "The black tea is good, it is indeed very fragrant, if the pony likes it, I will bring you some when I leave." ”

This time, Han Ziqi and the others were even more surprised, and put down their cups one after another, "Teacher, are you ......?"

Tang Xiaowan smiled slightly, noncommittal, and stood up, "Xiaoma, Yang Yang, you come with me." ”

"Good teacher", Yang Yang stood up.

I also stood up, "Okay! After speaking, I grimaced at Han Ziqi, followed behind Tang Xiaowan, and went up the stairs.

"Teacher, what's wrong? It's not the same as usual", Han Ziqi asked Tao Li in a low voice.

"No need to ask, the teacher must have a deep meaning in doing this", Tao Li smiled, "Let's continue to drink tea." ”

Tang Xiaowan's studio is on the second floor, which is a large room, which is extremely simple in furnishings, a large painting case, a calligraphy and painting cabinet, a set of exquisite and unique mahogany tables and chairs, and a few words on the wall, nothing more.

She opened the calligraphy and painting cabinet, took out a scroll wrapped in a long black silk sleeve from it, and then led us to the table and chair to sit down, and put the scroll on the table, "Yang Yang, open this, be light and careful." ”

"Hmm", Yang Yang untied the black silk cover, and a layer of red silk cover appeared. She looked at Tang Xiaowan, Tang Xiaowan motioned for her to continue untying it, she nodded, and continued to untie the red silk sleeve again, and another layer of white silk leaked out of it.

My heart was shocked, black silk, red silk, white silk...... This is used to wrap the things that hide the spirits, could it be that there are some spirits hidden in the scrolls inside the white silk? But on the surface, I didn't move, calmly watched Yang Yang untie the white silk, and carefully took out the scroll inside.

During the whole process, Tang Xiaowan was as calm as water, her face was expressionless, and it seemed that this scroll had nothing to do with her.

"Teacher, take it out," Yang Yang said.

Tang Xiaowan nodded, took it and gently untied it, and then slowly unfolded the scroll with Yang Yang, this is a picture of a lady, but the woman on the picture is not a classical maid, but a half-naked female Taoist priest wearing red silk and a Taoist temple.

"Fish mystery?" I was stunned.

Tang Xiaowan glanced at me, "Do you recognize me?" ”

"I don't know if it's right," I came back to my senses, "but the first time I saw this painting, I thought of the mystery of the fish." She was a female Taoist priest in the Tang Dynasty, intelligent and clever, and a famous female poet in the late Tang Dynasty. ”

Tang Xiaowan nodded, "Yes, Yu Xuanji is a strange woman, she is both charming and thoughtful, she is a mystery, which is fascinating." ”

"This painting is your work?" Yang Yang asked.

Tang Xiaowan smiled slightly, "I have painted this painting for thirty years, and only four people in the world have seen it, me and my deceased husband, and you and Xiaoma." ”

Hearing this, my body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and I felt a kind of uneasiness inexplicably. But I can't say what the reason for this uneasiness is.

"This painting is indeed very powerful", Yang Yang said, "It can be seen that the teacher's hard work is condensed on it, so that the magic point of this fish mystery can be looming, it seems to be false and true, and it is like a dream." ”

Tang Xiaowan sighed, "I have worked hard for her for thirty years, but until now, the god of mystery is still hidden and has not come out......" She glanced at me meaningfully, "Xiaoma, what do you think?" ”

I looked at the fish mystery on the painting, she is a beauty, and the painting can be said to be almost perfect, but for some reason, I always feel that there is something missing. Tang Xiaowan looked at me eagerly, waiting for my answer, I pondered for a moment, and finally shook my head, "I can't see a flaw." ”

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Tang Xiaowan's expression change greatly, "Flawed? You mean there's a flaw in it? ”

I was stunned, "No, I mean I can't see the flaw, which means she's perfect." ”

"No, the moon is lacking, how can there be any perfection?" Tang Xiaowan seemed to have changed into a different person, her eyes became sharp, extreme, and even a little evil, "You have seen the shortcomings, and it is inconvenient for you to say it clearly, so you deliberately said that you can't see the flaws, right?" ”

"Teacher, don't get excited, pony he didn't mean that", Yang Yang hurriedly rounded the field, "He appreciates this painting from the perspective of ordinary people, so ......"

"Don't talk", Tang Xiaowan interrupted Yang Yang and looked at me coldly, "Xiaoma, I want you to say, where is the flaw?" ”

"There are no flaws," I said embarrassedly.

"Where?" She stared at me, "You say! ”

"There really isn't a ......," I felt a little weak.

Tang Xiaowan looked at me straight, and after being silent for a long time, suddenly she smiled, and Yang Yang and I were nervous.

"Teacher, are you ...... You okay? Yang Yang asked cautiously.

"Yang Yang, you go out first", Tang Xiaowan looked at me calmly, "I have a few words to say to Xiaoma alone." ”

Yang Yang wanted to say something, I glanced at her and motioned for her to go out first. There was no way, she had to nod and leave the studio.

Tang Xiaowan personally closed the door, returned to me unhurriedly, and looked at me with a strange look for a while, "You are a wizard, a wizard of the Three Gods Sect, and you are practicing magic skills, right?" ”

I was stunned, "How do you know?" ”

The corner of her mouth smiled, "I am obsessed with two things in my life, one is to learn painting, and the other is to cultivate immortals." In the past few decades, although the cultivation has achieved nothing, this eye can still see some secrets. You have the blue Guardian Spiritual Fire on you, which is the witch spirit fire of the Tritheistic Cult; There is also a faint layer of purple-red light on your body, which is the Yuan Spirit Divine Light that has been cultivated through the cultivation of divine arts. Although your magic technique has not yet been completed, it is not easy to open nearly sixty yin orifices at a young age. ”

I was suddenly alert, and instinctively took two steps back, "Teacher Tang...... What exactly are you trying to say? ”

Tang Xiaowan sighed softly, "Why are you afraid of me?" Are you still afraid that I will hurt you? Pony, come here, come here, don't back down, come to me......"

The more I listened, the more scared I became, inexplicably afraid, "You...... You ......"

"I just want you to show me this painting", she walked up to me and took my hand, "Come, tell the teacher, where is the flaw?" All right? ”

A scene suddenly appeared in front of me, and I couldn't help but be taken aback, and shook off her hand, "You are not Tang Xiaowan, you are Yu Xuanji, Yu Xuanji!" ”