In the copy shop, Professor Li felt that the space was a little cold, so he said without words: "Old Dao, this little boss is quite relieved of us, and he doesn't care about the big store, let us wait here." He's not afraid that we'll empty his shop? ”

"Immeasurable merits." Daoist Yuxi sang with a smile, and said in a non-thick and indifferent manner: "The things in the store are not valuable, no matter how you empty them, Ye Jushi can buy back many times the equipment for the price of one stone." Ye Jushi would rather we show me the shop than let us know the calligrapher; From this point of view, it is very likely that the calligrapher does not want to see us! ”

Perhaps this is what makes Professor Li regret, looking at the painting "Snow Fishing in the Han River" on the wall, his eyes are full of yearning stars: "Old Dao, do you say that the calligrapher lives very close to here?" Otherwise, why would this little boss make us wait here? ”

"Perhaps!"

The two were chatting when the back door of the copy shop was opened again; When he followed the sound and looked over, he saw Boss Ye walking in with a three-foot square piece of rice paper in both hands, and Professor Li squinted his eyes and could vaguely see that the paper was full of words; hurriedly walked up and took the word from Ye Jinyu's hand.

Professor Li took the paper in his hand and said, "Fortunately, the words are here." ”

Professor Li probably didn't listen to it, so he just looked at the words carefully, and the first line read: Wu Gexi was rhinoceros, and the car was wrong and short-handed. Sure enough, it was Qu Yuan's Nine Songs; Look at that word again, woohoo, it's almost the same as Ouyang Xun's font, good word, good word! It's more than the one on the wall. The coercion is the work of the same person.

Yuxi Lao Dao only knew a little about calligraphy, not as obsessed as Professor Li, he looked at the ink on the paper that was still very wet, and glanced at Boss Ye suspiciously; Avoiding Professor Li, he whispered, "Ye Jushi, didn't you write this word?" ”

Well? Ye Jinyu looked at Daoist Yuxi in surprise, and said in his heart that your brain hole is enough.

"How so? I don't even know how to hold a brush. Ye Jinyu said as he stretched out his hands to show his innocence, who knows if he doesn't know if he sees it, he was startled when he saw it, his palms and sleeves were full of ink; It is estimated that he was curious about the ink that Old Man Ouyang's wife grinded just now, and came across it when she got closer to study. It's just that in this weather, the ink is dry on the hands, and I don't feel cold, which is really weird. Could it be that practicing heroic martial arts can increase ice resistance?

Bing Kang is a seemingly reasonable explanation that Ye Jinyu found for himself, but it can't be explained when he goes to Yuxi Daochang; If you didn't write it, why did you get a hand of ink? In the Taoist chief's opinion, this must have accidentally touched the inkstone in a hurry.

The crotch of the yellow mud paste is still how to explain this the movement of the two finally alarmed Professor Li who was intoxicated with calligraphy, look at the ink on Ye Jinyu's hand, and then look at the letter. He shook his head in disbelief, and said: "It can't be written by a small boss, a master who can write calligraphy with such an artistic conception must have been immersed in calligraphy for many years, and his age will not be too young." When he glanced at the ink in Ye Jinyu's hand again, he said again: "Besides, people who can write this kind of calligraphy will not be so low-level as to get the ink in their hands!" ”

Professor Li's words were so reasonable, that Daoist Yuxi was speechless for a while, and he couldn't find the words to refute it.

Okay, you know I didn't write it. Ye Jinyu said: "It's not early, it's better for the two of you to go back and rest early." "It's going to be a drive.

"What about this calligraphy work? Why don't I buy it! "The copy shop is very deserted, please ask Professor Li to stay here, he doesn't want to stay yet; So Ye Jinyu asked him to get out, but he didn't care, but he really couldn't let go of the words in his hand.

Speaking of buying, he has some term Ai Ai: "It's just that my salary is meager, and my family background is not as thick as the old Taoist priest, so I can't afford to pay too much." ”

Looking at his flattering smile, Ye Jinyu said: "I don't want money, I'll give it to you!" "Although I know that this is a priceless national treasure, it is the authentic product of Ouyang Xun's deity; But it can't stand it, it hasn't been precipitated by time, it's worthless! It's better to sell Yuxi Dao Chang and send it out.

Speaking of the matter of value, Ye Jinyu couldn't help but think of the transaction between Boss Ma and Liang Tiancheng, it seemed that the content of their conversation was to talk about how to turn things that are not antiques into antiques in a short period of time. It would be nice if there were such means and in your own hands, so that you would not have to rely solely on stones to make money.

Thinking like this in his heart, the action of sending off the guest is not slow.

Letting the little Taoist start the car and walk, Daoist Yuxi said to Professor Li, who was obsessed with the words: "Do you know why I guessed that this character was written by Ye Jushi just now?" ”

When Professor Li heard this, he looked at Daoist Yuxi with an expression that I didn't understand.

"Time!" Yuxi said: "The time is too fast, Ye Jushi only has about ten minutes to leave the copy shop, grinding ink, laying paper, and writing; Ten minutes is just right for all this work! So where does he have time to find someone to write? ”

When Professor Li thinks about it seriously, there seems to be some truth; couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yuxi and said, "Could it really be that this little boss wrote it?" How could he have such a deep foundation in calligraphy at such a young age? And he is reluctant to show this ability, which is not in line with the character of young people at all. ”

The two of them discussed Boss Ye's character on that letter, there were few cars at night, the car was going fast, and seeing that he was about to arrive at the Taoist Temple, the phone of the Taoist chief of Yuxi rang at the right time.

The Taoist chief picked it up and looked at it, and the caller wrote that it was President Xing, the name of the old Taoist priest was not very familiar, and it seemed to be a leader of the Provincial Martial Arts Association; I haven't been in contact with each other before, so why did I call at night?

When I got on the phone, I said hello over there:

"Yuxi Zhenren, hello, I am Xing Tongchun, the vice president of the Martial Arts Association."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Punishment President, hello; What's the matter with finding a poor road so late? "Yuxi Road Chief gets straight to the point.

Xing Tongchun asked: "Yuxi Zhenren, I heard that you are very familiar with a fellow martial artist named Ye Jinyu, and today he was invited by the police station to assist in the investigation and you also vouched for him." So I want to ask you about this Ye Jinyu. ”

Ye Jushi? Fellow martial artists? I have dealt with this Boss Ye a few times, and even now I have only come out of the copy shop, but I never knew that this Ye Jushi was actually a fellow martial artist; Listening to the cautious tone of this criminal leader, it seems that he is still a great master.

"Poor Dao knows what you said about Ye Jinyu, but the criminal chairman is sure that he is a martial arts person?"

Xing Tongchun replied: "If people who can scratch a few holes in the one-inch thick jujube plank with one claw are not martial arts people, then we three-legged cat kung fu people might as well go home and farm." He had just come back from dinner with Officer Liu, and the hole in Officer Liu's jujube table had a deep impression on him.

"How many holes do you make in an inch-thick jujube plank with one claw?" Daoist Yuxi raised his left hand, tried to scratch it a few times, and then shook his head; He couldn't do that on his own. said: "This skill is too profound! Poor Dao has only seen relevant records in the Taoist Collection, and people with such skills have not heard of it since the end of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Xing Tongchun said: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it; This strength is really amazing, I really want to meet this strange person and invite him to join the Wushu Association of our province; I am afraid that I will come to the door and surprise the master; I heard that Yuxi Zhenren is very familiar with him, and he asked the real person to introduce him on his behalf. ”

If Ye Jushi is really a martial arts master, he is really restrained by Guo Jia, and he should help in this kind of thing; So after listening to the plea of the criminal president, he nodded and said, "This is easy to say!" ”

After the two exchanged some more information about Ye Jinyu, they hung up the phone.

After putting the mobile phone back into the robe, Daoist Yuxi said to Professor Li: "It seems that the speculation of the poor Dao may come true, then Ye Jushi is actually a martial arts person with amazing hand strength, if this is the case, it is not surprising that he can control the pen and write a hand-like calligraphy." ”

"Could it be that this little boss is really a calligrapher? But he doesn't look like a cultured person, right? Professor Li still didn't believe it.

Yuxi is truly humane: "What is the inevitable connection between being able to write a good hand and cultural people?" Who stipulated that only literate people can write a good hand? ”

Whether Ye Jinyu is a cultural person or not, only he knows in his own heart; But now he didn't have the heart to think about it, because he was facing a more serious problem.

Liang Tiancheng had a thick gauze wrapped around his head, and was pushed by a big guy in a wheelchair to enter the copy shop. Behind him, there were about twenty mighty men. Thinking that it was all his cubs, as soon as the men came in, they pulled down the roller shutter door again.

It's just that there are more than 20 people, Ye Jinyu is not afraid, the only thing that makes him feel threatened is the gun in Liang Tiancheng's hand! The muzzle of the gun was always aimed at Ye Jinyu's body.

Liang Tiancheng was injured and couldn't stand up, so he could only sit in a wheelchair and stare at Ye Jinyu with hateful eyes, gritting his teeth and saying:

"The thief shrugged, Lao Tzu hunted geese all day long, but I didn't expect to be pecked by geese today. After so many years, I've gotten used to it, but today I'm careless and have a hard stubble with you. Speaking of which, I would like to admit it, so I would like to thank you now. By the way, let's see if it's your skill that is fast, or Lao Tzu's gun is fast. Aren't you very capable of fighting? Here, hit one and show me! ”

Ye Jinyu ignored his howl, and instead asked, "Aren't you arrested?" How can it still come out? ”

While talking, he looked at the comparison of the strength of the enemy and the enemy; Except for the sick and disabled man with a gun, the remaining twenty or so people are all mighty, and they think they are the best of the best. How can we subdue all of these people at once? The simplest and most effective way is to use the Thunder Charm to electrify all of these people at once. It's just that the voice of the thunder fu is too loud, and it will definitely attract the police, and deal with more than 20 specific things at a time, but I'm afraid that it will be too late. With fire charms? The fire charm is not good, the store is full of paper, once it is lit, his copy shop is afraid that a charm will be burned. After thinking about it, I can't think of any solution, so it seems that I can only fight hard. In this way, the first thing to dodge is to dodge that deadly muzzle.

"Come out?" As soon as Liang Tiancheng heard this, he became angry, raised his voice and shouted: "Do you know how much Lao Tzu's relationship network has cost to cultivate? Just for such a trivial matter, I had to ask for favors" Speaking ......of this, Liang Tiancheng held his head and couldn't continue, it seemed that anger made his head hurt, obviously the sequelae of the concussion were not good.

As soon as he hugged his head, Ye Jinyu's eyes lit up.

Golden opportunity!