"Smack!"

The caftan slammed the waking wood on the table with his hand!

"The spiritual realm is wide open! The gods cast spells! Countless elves were taken and cast into the world! Some fell into mountains and rivers, and some fell into flowers and trees. At this time! Only then can mountains and rivers have the change of growth and decline, and flowers and trees can alternate between withering and glory! All things have spirit! This painting of the world has come to life! ”

The audience applauded!

But some people asked: "Why is there only mountains, rivers, flowers and trees in the world?" What about people? What about animals? How did we get here? ”

"Haha!" When the cheongsam heard this, he slapped the waking wood again! "If you want to know what's going on, listen to the next breakdown!"

"Shh Everyone shook their hands in dissatisfaction and dispersed in a hurry!

Their interest had just emerged, and they were strangled to death by this "next decomposition".

What a disappointment!

But no one pressed him to finish.

Because they all know that as long as the cheongsam says that it will be decomposed next time, it will only have to wait for the next time.

He would never say anything more! It doesn't matter if you ask for it or if you force it, he just won't speak!

But he's just a storyteller! Where did you get such a big shelf? Don't you just rely on what he says to be better than others?

But what he said was so good! Bizarre and whimsical...... Someone was suddenly pinched off when he heard the critical moment, and he scolded and walked away!

Scold him for "stinky temper!" "Blind!" "I don't know what to do!" I have to scold until the next time he talks.

When he spoke again, the scolder sat down obediently again.

Over time, everyone got used to it.

The figures dispersed, and the robe began to clean up the table.

Next to the small bridge in Chang'an Street, it will continue to be deserted for a while......

At the other end of Chang'an Street, Huayang sat at the table.

Mo Jiao said in a low voice: "Do you don't care about anything when you see the money?" Do you know how to write? ”

Huayang said: "Try your luck!" I think those people write well enough, but this old man is just not satisfied. Maybe he just doesn't like to write well, and maybe he likes mine! ”

“……”

As soon as Huayang sat down, he reached out and took a pen to write.

Master Zhang frowned slightly, and then he was humane: "Boy! What for? You don't have to adjust the front? ”

Huayang's eyes glared: "Do I write or do you write?" ”

The man said: "Whoever writes must first adjust the front!" ”

Huayang said angrily: "What kind of front is the front?!" My Fahrenheit calligraphy is in a class of its own! Different from you! You don't talk too much in there! ”

The man's face flushed!

But Master Zhang waved his hand and said: "Calligraphy has been eclectic since ancient times, and it is necessary for a hundred schools of thought to contend in order to have a prosperous day!" Why interfere with other people's habits? ”

Huayang snorted coldly, dipped the ink casually, and hung the pen on the paper.

Such an arrogant attitude made the onlookers hate the onlookers so much!

"This kid is pretending! Fly! Do you know the meaning of calligraphy? ”

"He has to be able to write well! I'll eat this table! ”

But Master Zhang's eyes lit up and motioned to everyone not to make noise. He secretly exclaimed: "As the saying goes, the master of art is bold!" This young man is so arrogant, he must have real kung fu in his hands! He also said that people should not be disguised, the more ordinary they are, the more they are hidden! ”

Then Huayang put down the pen, and the tip of the pen was like a blooming dandelion, lying heavily on the paper.

Then Huayang did not move, the ink diffused to the surroundings, and under the tip of the pen, a black flower bloomed.

waited until there was already a large ball of ink under the pen before Huayang put the pen away.

A cloud of black was left on the paper.

Everyone frowned. Let's not talk about whether it's well written, is this thing a word?

Mo Jiao attached his ear to Huayang's ear and whispered: "Even if you want to get by, you have to write a word, right?" You don't even count as words! ”

Master Zhang also frowned, eager to see through the black ink, and just wanted to find a little mystery in it.

Master Zhang only knows that when a master acts, he has always been a dragon who sees the head but does not see the end, and only expresses the artistic conception without seeking the form. This little master's work must not only look at the appearance, but must have a deeper meaning.

Huayang was calm: "Master Zhang, how is it?" ”

Seeing that Huayang was calm, Master Zhang affirmed the thoughts in his heart. After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "This ...... Forgive me for being clumsy, I really can't see the mystery......"

Everyone held their breath and waited for Huayang to give an explanation.

"I know what you're all thinking, this thing doesn't look like a word at all, does it?"

Everyone acquiesced.

Huayang said again: "That's right, this is indeed not a word!" It's a painting! ”

Someone frowned: "Boy! You've come to the wrong place, right? What Mr. Zhang asked for was a word! ”

Huayang smiled coldly.

There was no need for him to answer, someone among the calligraphers replied for Huayang: "Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have not been separated!" Don't you even know that? ”

"That's it! You half-pot of water, don't ask such laughable questions! ”

"This young man's painting has another deep meaning!"

"Hmmm! In my opinion, this is a cold plum! Not afraid of hardships and dangers, Ling Han and open, the spirit of nobility is moving! ”

"In my opinion, this is more like a dandelion, rising with the wind and floating in the world, what kind of courage it is!"

"No, no, no! In my opinion, this ......"

Someone hurriedly said: "Don't guess! Master, what is the meaning of your painting? ”

Huayang shook his head slightly: "Unintentionally." ”

"Unintentional ?!!"

"Superior!"

"Superior!"

As a result, some people were impressed by Huayang: "It turns out that he is really a hidden master!" ”

"At such a young age, he has such attainments! It's rare! Rare! ”

Master Zhang stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

Mo Jia watched from the sidelines, and the expression on his face changed very richly.

But Master Zhang said again: "The master's work is indeed a good work!" It's just that although the artistic conception of this unintentional painting is deep, it is not very suitable for making a plaque! ”

Hua Yang smiled slightly, and said in a slow voice: "Actually, it's just that I saw that you questioned me, so I just showed my hand to prove my ability." ”

"Oh!" Everyone suddenly realized.

Master Zhang got up, walked up to him, and said with a smile: "Then please give the master a word!" ”

Huayang said quietly: "Writing is not a casual thing for me. ”

"Oh!" Master Zhang nodded again and again, "I understand!" Masters have their own rules! Got it! ”

Huayang secretly said in his heart: "You understand a fart!" Lao Tzu wants silver! But he remained silent and nodded slightly: "It seems that Master Zhang is also a polite person!" Rare, rare. ”

Master Zhang squinted and smiled: "May I ask the master, how can I give words?" ”

Huayang said: "Writing is an extremely sacred and complicated thing! Every time I start writing, I have to eat a meal first! in order to ensure that you have enough physical strength to complete the work. Although this is a very hurtful thing, with my love for calligraphy, I am not afraid of any difficulties! ”

The calligraphers around him were moved to tears: "I am so obsessed with calligraphy!" What a master! The realm is unfathomable, and he is really a model for my generation! ”

Huayang said: "Second, I want to bathe and change clothes to show respect for calligraphy!" This is also a habit that thunder can't move! It is very cumbersome, but it is a rule that has been passed down from the sect for thousands of years! Had to start with! ”

"Sect?!" Some calligraphers exclaimed, "I've never heard of calligraphy and a school?" ”

"Absolutely." Hua Yang nodded, "It's just that ordinary people don't know...... My sect is hidden in the secret realm of the world, and it is not known to outsiders! It takes only 100 years to recruit disciples! I was lucky enough to be born at the right time and to be one of the disciples! It's a pity...... Alas! ”

Huayang sighed heavily!

"What a pity?" The crowd asked.

"It's a pity! It was only eighteen years before I learned all the martial arts of the sect...... Bah! It is the art of calligraphy. The head of the family insists on passing on to me, but I am not yet a weak champion, how can I be! How can you stand it! So I resolutely refuse! Seeing that I was no longer able to make progress in the door, I insisted on leaving! Pity...... Alas! ”

Huayang sighed again.

"What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that I insisted on leaving for the pursuit of a higher level of calligraphy! All the brothers knelt at the door and begged me not to go! All the elders in charge also burst into tears! I'm so heartbroken! Pity! My love for calligraphy! Far more than I love for them, I have traveled the world and come here......"

Everyone exclaimed: "Unexpected! The status of the master is so noble! ”

Huayang sighed: "Alas, I'm just an ordinary person now. There is a covenant about the door, once you leave the door, you can never return! ”

Someone hurriedly said: "Master! Can you tell me where the sect is? There is such a holy place in the world! Even if the old man fights for his life, he has to see and see! ”

But Huayang waved his hand: "I'm sorry, I have made a poisonous oath not to reveal all the news about the sect!" If not! I'll never be able to write well! ”

"Master! Please, tell us! ”

"Please!"

"Master ......"

Master Zhang hurriedly pushed everyone away: "Scattered, scattered!" Hurry up and get away! The master has to write an inscription for me! ”

The family brought a sedan chair and invited Huayang up.

Huayang pointed at Mo Jiao and said, "He is my entourage, just let him walk!" ”

Mo Jiao said: "......"

Master Zhang nodded and said, "But I think your servant looks like a swordsman!" How can the calligrapher follow the swordsman? ”

Huayang said: "The head of the family said that calligraphy should be the first of all arts!" Singing, dancing, painting, martial arts and other skills are all reflected in it! In order to achieve the highest level of calligraphy, I have a broad understanding of the art of the world, and I hope to make calligraphy go further! At this time, I was learning about kendo, so I chose him. ”

"Oh!" Master Zhang stretched out his voice, "I see! The realm of the master is really unattainable for those half-assers! ”

Master Zhang quickly gathered a large table of delicious food!

Huayang and Mo Jiao's eyes glowed, and they swept the food on the table at an unimaginable speed, almost eating the dishes and chopsticks together!

Master Zhang looked at it with tears in his eyes: "In order to write for me, they have to eat it!" What a hard ...... to eat."

Finally had a full meal.

The two of them have round stomachs! I'm so happy that I'm about to cry!

Master Zhang ordered someone to boil hot water again, carried it to the guest room, and called two immature little maids to wait for them to bathe and change clothes.

Huayang soaked in the barrel and sighed: "Ah! Finally found the feeling of being in Mount Kinabalu! ”

Mo Jiao was curious: "How do you know so much about calligraphy?" ”

Huayang said lightly: "My father always wants me to learn this and that, what calligraphy, Taoism, martial arts or something...... Although I didn't learn anything well, I listened to it a lot and naturally memorized some of it. ”

Mo Jiao couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "Those fools...... But how did you come up with that calligraphy school, it's the same as the real thing......"

Huayang laughed: "I'm in Shenshan, and my favorite thing to do is to listen to the storytelling!" Isn't it easy to make up such a vulgar story? ”

Mo Jiao shook his head and smiled: "I have to admit that although you don't know anything, you are still quite smart." ”