"I'm not a stylist, but I can also use Qi and Tiandao characters."

"Huh?!" Huo Guang's mouth opened wide in shock: "Why, Father, you never said it." ”

"You didn't ask, I thought you weren't interested."

"Interested, how can you not be interested, hurry, Father teach me quickly."

The two quickly returned home, Huo Zhongru placed a bamboo slip on the table, took a pen and said: "The words written after Xingqi are called Heavenly Dao characters, which have magical powers, and those who can use this kind of writing are called [scholars]. ”

Huo Zhongru put his hands behind his back, and his voice was pretended to be deep: "Cangjie made words, and the power of heaven and earth turned into Qi and hid it in words, and people in future generations can learn it." ”

"Qi is the basis for stimulating the power contained in the text, it is a mysterious and unpredictable energy, there is no other way to teach, but to perceive it quietly, I spent two full months in order to feel the existence of Qi, this is the best talent, others have used it for more than ten years."

handed the pen to Huo Guang: "You write well from small characters, come and write a [fire] character for your father." ”

Huo Guang simply wrote down the word fire with a pen.

Huo Zhongru looked at Huo Guang's words and shook his head: "Your words, the writing is strange, don't write nonsense, I remember that you used to write well." ”

Huo Guang's head was hit again, and then he reacted, he subconsciously wrote the Chinese Simplified Chinese version of the fire character, now the Han Dynasty uses the letter of affiliation, fortunately, there is not much difference in this simple character, so Huo Zhongxiao can recognize it as the fire character, that is, he feels that Huo Guang wrote awkwardly.

Looking at Huo Guang rubbing his head, Huo Zhongru was angry, and simply took the pen and began to write: "Remember, the writing should be good-looking, pay attention to the head of the silkworm and the tail of the goose, and the twists and turns." Saying that, Huo Zhongru wrote a fire word.

The appearance of the two fire characters can be recognized as one word, that is, the specifications and styles of the line of writing are not the same.

"Take a good look, this is called a word, you can't do that word, how can you learn more and more and go back." Huo Zhongru said angrily.

Ah Guang was speechless, his handwriting is actually very good, although he is a college student, he still loves to write, after all, writing and the ultimate form of life pursuit are the same.

Wild grass.

Huo Zhongru pretended to be mysterious and said, "Show me a good look." ”

I saw that he lit a candle on the side, and his index and middle fingers picked up the piece of bamboo with the word fire written on it, and for a while Huo Guang felt that there was some fresh wind around him, and he couldn't tell what it was, but it gave people a refreshing and unobstructed feeling.

And these slow breezes finally condensed on Huo Zhongru's fingers, and the flame began to move from the candle to the bamboo piece along the breeze just now, igniting the bamboo piece, and then moving with Huo Zhongru's fingers.

Huo Guang looked at the flame in a daze.

What is written is controlled? Isn't this the same as a talisman? What kind of power is this?

Ah Guang simply guessed, Qi is magic, and words are magic?

Huo Zhongru can control the flames with just a fire word, which makes Huo Guang puzzled, as a good materialist boy, how can he believe in strange forces, but he can't help but believe the facts in front of him.

"Unfilial son, why are you stunned? The fire is about to burn Lao Tzu's hair. ”

After coming back to his senses in a trance, Huo Guang found that Huo Zhongru had accidentally caught fire on his clothes, and he was rolling all over the ground.

Huo Guang hurriedly picked up a water scoop to extinguish the fire, but fortunately, Huo Zhongru had nothing to do.

As he spoke, Huo Guang lost his mind, followed his example and picked up the bamboo piece of fire he wrote, recalling the power he felt just now that made people feel like a breeze that made people feel all over the body.

Looking at Huo Guang's appearance, Huo Zhongru smiled and said, "Silly boy, you also think that you are a genius like your father, if so......"

Before he finished speaking, Huo Guang's hand ignited a raging flame, which was more than Huo Zhongru.

"This ...... This ......," Huo Zhongru's eyes widened, and he looked at Huo Guang in disbelief.

The vocabulary of the ancients is still lacking, and there is no sentence that can't express Huo Zhongru's state of mind at this time.

"That's not right!"

"That's not right!!"

"No!! right"

Huo Guang tried it himself, felt the feeling of Qi surrounding him, and after controlling the vigorous flames, Huo Guang discovered something strange.

Fang Cai Huo Zhongru was to induce Qi to control the flame on the candle, and after writing the word fire, he controlled the ready-made flame, but he directly generated the flame on the text.

Huo Guang immediately asked his own question: "Father, can you generate flames by writing down the word fire?" ”

Huo Zhongru said speechlessly, "How can it be possible to generate flames? It is to use Qi to control the flame, this is the power of the Heavenly Dao text, you can use Qi to control the fire by writing the fire word, and you can use Qi to control the water by writing down the water, but how can you generate flames, what are you thinking, it is not a fairy method. ”

Obviously, this matter is beyond the scope of Huo Zhongru's knowledge, Huo Guang understands that his father must be a half-witted person who knows nothing, but he clearly feels that when he writes down the fire, he generates a fire out of thin air.

As for that breezy energy, it should be Qi.

Huo Guang looked at his hands, and continued to feel this energy, his mind moved at will, this energy seemed to fill the entire space, the whole world, everywhere, he didn't feel it before, he felt that it didn't exist, and after sensing it once by Huo Zhongru's side, he felt that it was everywhere.

The power to use words to manipulate everything is a magical power.

Huo Zhongru looked at Huo Guang with great confusion and said: "Qi is a very difficult power to perceive, and ordinary people may not be able to master it for more than ten years, how can you learn it." ”

Huo Guang felt that this might be his golden finger, super talent, but Huo Zhongru immediately laughed: "It is worthy of being my son, who inherited my talent, an absolute genius, a genius." ”

Huo Guang was speechless, can this be led to himself? But it is also to avoid his identity as a traverser being doubted, Huo Guang feels that even if he talks about what will happen next with Huo Zhongru, Huo Zhongru will feel that it is the light of his bloodline, and there will be no other doubts.

Huo Zhongru was happy for a while and then said, "Ah Guang, when someone asked you how long it took you to learn to control Qi, you said three months, it's not good to say too short." ”

Huo Guang didn't expect Huo Zhongru to ask him to hide his clumsiness, thinking that according to Huo Zhongru's character, he should make a big publicity.

I remembered that Huo Zhongru had just said that he had learned it in two months, and if Huo Zhongru was excluded from bragging, shouldn't he be super powerful? How can you be a small county magistrate in this small county.

"Father, are there many people who can use Qi? Are there many stylists? ”

"There are very few people who can use Qi, and stylists are even rarer."

"I don't think there seem to be any scholars in Xiahe County, so my father shouldn't just be a county official."

Huo Guang's words made Huo Zhongru freeze in place, the light of the candle flame danced in his eyes, it seemed that everything around him had stopped, and many things flashed in Huo Zhongru's eyes.

Huo Zhongru, who was still enthusiastically explaining the Heavenly Dao script just now, threw the bamboo piece and sighed.

"Alas, Ah Guang, I ...... I don't write anymore. ”