The moment Ye Yuan grabbed this brush, the familiar feeling emerged from his heart, not only the familiarity of the brush, but also the feeling of long-term use.

"This pen, why does it look so familiar!"

Ye Yuan gasped, isn't the pen in his hand the one most commonly used when practicing calligraphy in the original world!

"I didn't expect it to follow me through. ”

Thinking that other heroes would also have some weapons from their own lives when they crossed over, Ye Yuan had a pain in his brain again. Everyone is a few swords, guns, swords, halberds, and when they reach themselves, they become a brush, how to fight!

"Could it be that I want to take a brush and fight those strong men with strong martial arts and sharp blades. ”

"This can't be done, the brush is a literati thing, how can it be used to fight and kill. As soon as the scene of fighting with someone with a brush appeared in his mind, he was immediately vetoed by Ye Yuan himself, he had a very clear determination of himself, unless the weapon that followed him was a machine gun, otherwise he would not fight with any hero.

When Ye Yuan took the brush to the house, the light clearly set off the appearance of the brush. The lacquer color of vermilion, the artificially made bristles, and the fake and shoddy products of Yishui.

"Tsk, it's really my pen. ”

Flipping the brush, Ye Yuan saw the manufacturer engraved on the other side of the brush, "Hongyangge!"

What the hell is Hong Yangge! Ye Yuan was stunned. No matter the size of the brush, the strokes, the color, and even the roughness on the bristles, it is exactly the same as his own pen, but the manufacturer has changed its name.

Ye Yuan didn't know if this was his own pen after turning over and over, and finally he thought about it, this pen fell from the sky and smashed it on his head, even if someone threw it down from the sky, it could be regarded as picking it up himself, "Hmph, you still want me to return the things from the high-altitude throwing object?" There is no door, fortunately I am strong and strong, otherwise I have to smash something wrong." ”

In the original world, Ye Yuan was a calligraphy student. And the main reason why he learned calligraphy was that he liked it, so he couldn't wait to find the ink for this hard-won brush.

If there's ink anywhere, it's the study. trotted all the way to the study, there was no half a figure in the room at this moment, but the fragrance was still there, and it seemed that the body fragrance of Ling Ziyue had already been engraved in all corners of the room.

"Ink, ink. ”

Ye Yuan muttered and began to look around, there was ink for writing on the table, but it was not for a brush, and it was directly ignored.

After rummaging through the cabinets for a while, Ye Yuan found half a bottle of Chen Mo in a corner that had been backlogged for I don't know how long. The moment the cap was opened by the leaf edge, a faint fragrance that belonged to ink overflowed from the flat body, and it didn't take long for this faint fragrance to fill the entire room.

"It's been a long time since I've smelled anything like this. Ye Yuan took a deep breath, casually pulled out a piece of paper of unknown material from the side, dipped it in the ink poured into the saucer, and pondered for a while.

After three breaths, Ye Yuan's eyes crossed with a strange look, and the beautiful but not kitsch italics jumped on the paper. These words are sorted one by one, and they are orderly and reveal activity and agility, and they do not feel rigid because of neatness.

Call~

From the beginning of the pen, the movement of the pen to the end of the pen, the whole work Ye Yuan was written in one go.

"This, I wrote it?!"

Ye Yuan himself couldn't believe that the improvisation of the song "Silent Night Thoughts" in front of him was written by himself with this inferior brush in his hand. In the past, Ye Yuan's calligraphy level was far worse than now. If the current Ye Yuan is at the level of a master, then he can only be called a schoolboy who has just started before. What's more, even in the past, even if Ye Yuan couldn't reach the master level, he was definitely worthy of the word professional.

"After two crossovers, my calligraphy level has skyrocketed so much!"

"Could it be that my protagonist's aura is all consumed on calligraphy achievements!"

Crunch~

The door was pushed open, and Ling Ziyue walked in from the outside, "Ah, Li Bai, why are you here?"

"Well, my name is Ye Yuan now. ”

"Whew, why are you here, Ye Yuan?" Before the words fell, Ling Ziyue's eyes were attracted by the words in front of Ye Yuan, "This is what you wrote?

The ink on the paper hadn't dried yet, and Ye Yuan was the only one in the room before, so the result was obvious.

Ye Yuan nodded and didn't give any explanation. After all, he already bragged about himself during the day, and he could write well and be able to count anything.

Ling Ziyue picked up the work on the table with an excited face, and the huge paper completely covered her slender figure. And just after Ling Ziyue picked up the work, a gunshot suddenly spread throughout the manor.

The subordinates in the Ling family manor were all chaotic, looking everywhere for the source of the gunshots. And the old butler rushed in the direction of the study as soon as possible.

In this world, there are no guns, but that kind of killing intent cannot be faked, and the old housekeeper very clearly felt a gust of wind with great lethality flying in the direction of the study.

Boom~

The work in Ling Ziyue's hand suddenly burst open, and a round thing fell onto the table, making a crisp sound, and bounced a few times.

Ye Yuan's complexion changed, and he immediately threw Ling Ziyue beside him to the ground, he had been in the library for a long time these days, and he had a general understanding of this world. Here, especially on this island, there is absolutely no possibility of a gun, but just now, a gunshot rang out, even piercing the window of the study, and finally causing his work to burst and the bullet to fall on the table.

In this emergency situation, Ye Yuan didn't have time to think about why a piece of paper blocked the bullet, probably the paper in this world was of excellent quality, or maybe the paper was blessed by magic.

"What the hell is going on?"

There was another loud bang, the door of the study was kicked open, and the old housekeeper rushed into the room with a brisk stride, "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"

"Scoundrel, what are you doing. ”

Ling Ziyue struggled to run out of Ye Yuan's arms, and the flush on her face was clearly visible.

The gunfire was only enjoyable once, and Ye Yuan didn't want to explain much, but picked up the bullet case from the table.

"What is this?" the old butler stared at the bullet casing, his eyes full of coldness, and he was sure that it was this thing that rushed into the room at great speed.

"It's called a bullet, and there's no such thing as a bullet in this world. There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Ye Yuan's mouth, but under that smile, there was a trace of jealousy and coldness, and even he himself was not aware of this subtle change.

"If I expected, it was another hero who had a gun in his hand. ”

"How could a gun, a gun, fire such a swift attack!" the old butler wondered.

"It's not a spear in the traditional sense, if you really want to subdivide it, you can call it a musket, it's a lethal weapon that can shoot high-speed moving projectiles, and of course, it's also a good choice for assassination. ”

Ye Yuan analyzed matter-of-factly, his eyes wandered back and forth between the hole in the window and the bullet in his hand, if this matter was really as he deduced, then his side was already at an absolute disadvantage.

"At present, the enemy is in the dark, and it is not the best policy to act rashly, if it is really the other party's hero who comes to sneak attack, then we must also make some preparations. ”

The old housekeeper listened to Ye Yuan's words, and immediately spoke, "The manor is full of defensive enchantments of magic arrays, just because there has never been such a thing as an enemy invading the manor, it has not been activated, I will go and set up the enchantment now, in this way, it is absolutely impossible for the enemy to assassinate the eldest lady like this time." ”

"In addition, the old slave hopes that the eldest lady can stay in the manor and not go out until the next trial, while something happens. If you really have to go out for something, please make sure that the hero is safe. ”

Looking at the serious look on the old housekeeper's face, Ye Yuan's heart wailed, "It's okay if you don't let you out, but I want to add that if I go out, I have to protect this little girl by myself, and I have to be able to protect it!

Although he thought so in his heart, Ye Yuan said something else, "Don't worry, old butler, since you have been summoned, as a summoned person, you have the obligation to protect the safety of the summoner." ”

"Thank you, Hero. ”

After saying that, the old butler withdrew by himself.

After everything was processed, Ye Yuan remembered his work. At this moment, the whole piece of paper had been shattered to the size of a fingernail, scattered all over the ground.

"The quality of paper in this world is really good!"

Sighing, Ye Yuan began to clean up the shredded paper on the ground, and his mind was still thinking about whether the paper of this world could be used to make a body of armor, a thin layer could block bullets, and ordinary swords and stabs would naturally not be too much of a problem.

However, this matter was a different situation in Ling Ziyue's heart, "Then the musket is not very good, and even the paper with a little bit of solidified magic can't be pierced." ”

Then, Ling Ziyue looked at the fist-sized hole in the glass again, "But why does the glass break?" ”

A sudden assassination seemed to be over, and all this seemed to be a simple dispute, but in fact, the war on the island had already begun at the time of the first trial. From the competition within each village, to the competition between the four villages, it has completely risen to a new level, and if you are not careful, it will be death.

The war has begun.