When Chen Xishan saw this girl breaking into the study, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

I saw that the girl was very slender, wearing a set of black and white casual clothes, tied in a ponytail, and looked energetic.

Although a pair of peach blossom eyes are a little charming, their eyes are exceptionally pure and bright.

Chen Xishan has lived for 70 years, and he has been in various circles for many years, and he has never seen any kind of character.

This is very old-fashioned depending on the strength of people's eyes. He could see at a glance that the girl who had just come in was pure in her heart, but with a bit of untamable wildness like a tiger.

Just as Chen Xishan was looking at Lin Xi, Lin Xi also looked at the white-bearded old man sitting next to Grandpa Shangguan.

She felt that the white-bearded old man was like an old gentleman—elegant and calm, but with an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Xiaoxi is good, come here, I'll introduce you." Shangguan Yide smiled and beckoned to Lin Xi.

After Lin Xi walked quickly in front of Shangguan Yide, Shangguan Yide pointed to Chen Xishan on the side and introduced to Lin Xi; "This is Mr. Chen Xishan, and everyone else calls him his godfather.

But Mr. Godfather said it before you came. As long as you write the eight characters of Donghai Shoubi Nanshan, you will be a master in his eyes.

Since Mr. Godfather has said so, then you will call this Godfather Mr. Xiao Chen in the future. ”

Lin Xi had heard from his master that there was an old gentleman named Chen Xishan in the capital, who was very capable and had been wandering between the underworld and the white road for many years. Most of the people in the Word called their godfathers.

The white way respects him, and the underworld fears him. In the noble circle of the capital, he is simply a figure who can call the wind and rain.

Lin Xi has been curious about the legendary figure Chen Xishan since he was a child, but he has never had the opportunity to meet him.

Hearing Grandpa Shangguan's introduction just now, Lin Xi was surprised and didn't know how to react, so he was respectful to Chen Xishan for a long time, and at the same time said very sincerely, "Godfather, hello." I'm Lin Xi. I have long admired your name. I'm glad to have the pleasure of meeting you today. ”

Chen Xishan seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and looked at Shangguan Yide who was sitting opposite him with some blankness, "Second Senior Brother, who is this little girl?" ”

Shangguan Yide was full of smiles and said unhurriedly; "The eight words on the table, 'Fu Ru Donghai Shoubi Nanshan' are from the hand of the little girl in front of you."

Chen Xishan's face showed an angry expression without warning.

He said in his heart that the second senior brother knew that he felt guilty about his master, and he had been looking forward to seeing his master again over the years, but he also knew that the master had been dead for many years and it was impossible to see him again.

So practice penmanship hard to relieve boredom.

Today, the second senior brother actually took a teenage girl to have fun on his 70th birthday.

Chen Xishan wanted to lift the table and pointed at Shangguan Yide's nose and scolded his mother.

However, he is a person who is called the godfather, and now if he quarrels with the second senior brother for a little girl, he will not be able to pull his face in the end.

So he suppressed the anger in his heart. Thinking about how to deal with the second senior brother.

After thinking for a moment, he thought about it. With a kind smile on his face, he said to the little girl in front of him who looked better than the boy who sat down with Guanyin; "Little girl, can you write a few words for Grandpa and me to see?"

Shangguan Yide understood what Chen Xishan was thinking, and secretly laughed at Chen Xishan, the old guy, wanted Xiaoxi to write obediently, but he was afraid that he would be slapped in the face.

Okay, okay, let's make this old guy's eyes fall for a while today.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Yide got up, walked to the table, took a wolf pen in the pen holder, and stuffed it directly into Lin Xi's hand.

smiled and said, "Obediently, write well, let Mr. Godfather open his eyes well." ”

Lin Xi sighed helplessly in his heart.

This Shangguan Grandpa is really an old expert in pit Sun, and he actually asked her to write in front of the famous godfather, isn't this a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

But at this point, she couldn't brush Grandpa Shangguan's face, so she had to mumble in a low voice, "Okay then." ”

Subsequently, Chen Xishan and Shangguan Yide, the former carefully accepted the calligraphy and painting on the table and put it back in his bag.

The latter laid a new piece of rice paper on the table and studied ink.

"Come, good girl, write." Shangguan Yide's face was full of red light, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Chen Xishan's eyes were as deep as a bottomless pit, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

Lin Xi took the pen and dipped it in ink, and then asked Chen Xishan respectfully, "Godfather, may I ask, what am I writing?" ”

Chen Xishan groaned: "Just write regrets, shouldn't it be at the beginning." ”

Lin Xi looked at Grandpa Shangguan with some astonishment and confusion.

The old man stroked his gray beard and walked gracefully; "Just do what Mr. Godfather said."

Lin Xi had to nod, but he always felt that the words "regret should not have been in the beginning" had a deep meaning.

But at this moment, she didn't have any extra thoughts to ponder, she just thought that she must write well in front of her godfather. You can't lose the face of the master under the nine springs.

However, probably because she wanted to write well so much, she felt nervous in her heart, and even the hand holding the pen trembled.

Chen Xishan saw this scene in his eyes, his face was unwavering, but he was thinking in his heart that this little girl should not be the first time to hold a pen.

If that's the case, he has to look at where to put the old face of Shangguan Yide.

Lin Xi's hands were shaking, so he naturally didn't dare to write. comforted himself in his heart, although Chen Xishan was called the godfather by the Taoist, he was not necessarily better than her in calligraphy.

What's more, Master once said that if you write for fame or fame, you will lose your true self when you write it.

Writing is like being a person, you must have backbone.

Thinking of this, Lin Xi's heart instantly calmed down.

The next moment, Mr. Godfather only saw the wolf pen in the hand of the little girl in front of him rushing and jumping like a dragon and snake on the rice paper.

However, after a while, the five big words "regret should not have been" jumped on the paper.

But I saw that the words were pulled one by one, and the iron painting silver hook was quite elegant, not stained by the world.

After Lin Xi put down the pen in his hand, he looked at Chen Xishan with some expectation. saw that Chen Xishan seemed to have been pointed at by someone, motionless.

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