couldn't figure it out for a while, so Jiang Qi let go of it.

Originally, after experimenting with the black fire that the dragon pendant could resist or even absorb the divination backlash, Jiang Qi still wanted to do it again.

But there are two problems, one is that the current Panlongpei seems to have "eaten up", and it is estimated that he will not be able to eat the second wave of black fire in a short time.

The second is that Jiang Qi is also worried that the next time he will attract a divination backlash, it may not be black fire, but something else.

After all, this thing can't be said for sure, the way of cause and effect is illusory and unpredictable, and the same is true for backlash.

Therefore, Jiang Qi can only temporarily put aside his doubts in this regard.

"It's still not strong enough."

Jiang Qi sat on the chair and gently rubbed his eyebrows to relieve the stinging sensation caused by the consumption of spiritual sense.

In the final analysis, the strength is still not strong enough, Yao Guangxiao's inheritance is Jiang Qi's most important and strongest means at present, but this method is too biased.

Although it is very powerful, it also has relative limitations.

Don't look at Jiang Qi's previous use of the finger mystery method against the enemy, it seems that with a single fingertip, the feng shui bureau will become, and then it will be Jiang Qi's home field.

But this thing can't exert any power at all in places where there is no basic feng shui pattern, such as the basin where Li Chunfeng's suspicious tomb is located last time.

What's more, although the Finger Mystery Method starts quickly, it takes time to lay it out.

If there is the kind of means to kill or restrain Jiang Qi in an instant, then Jiang Qi will really become a fish on the chopping board.

Not to mention any martial arts master, in front of a truly profound Xuan Xiu, it is a thick living target.

So does this kind of person who can restrain Jiang Qi exist in an instant?

It must exist, Jiang Qi is very sure of this.

Kyushu is too big, there are too many people, even if the overall environment is not good, but the most important thing in Kyushu is genius, and miracles.

Originally, before just now, Jiang Qi didn't care much about this, but now it's different.

If you have the opportunity, you still have to improve your strength.

There is a good opportunity in front of him, that is, the silver needle from Sun Simiao, and the eight achievements attached to it are Sun Simiao's obsession.

But Jiang Qi didn't have any reason to get it.

If you use some occult means, it will not be difficult to be unconscious, but Jiang Qi will not do this.

To take it without telling it is to steal.

"Forget it, I don't want to do that."

Jiang Qi shook his head, I was fortunate to lose my life. Forcing is not beautiful.

Thinking so, Jiang Qi looked at his hand.

Obviously there is no change, but Jiang Qi just feels that there is something more.

The inheritance from Su Shi was churning in his mind.

"Let's go buy some pen, ink and paper."

Jiang Qi glanced at the time, eight o'clock in the evening, it was not a big problem, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind.

It is also possible to keep the store open at night.

Jiang Qi is a little anxious now, and he can't wait to try his current calligraphy.

It's like you've learned to nibble on big melons while playing Hogwarts Legacy, can you resist throwing two of them at once?

As for why I just bought pen, ink and paper, it was because there was an inkstone in the eighteenth.

Or Dongpo inkstone, it's not too suitable.

"Not bad."

Old Man Sun wiped his mouth, and more than 30 fresh dumplings with real materials were eaten cleanly.

….

Originally, it is not advisable to eat too much at night, which is not conducive to the stomach.

But the person who said this to Old Man Sun had more than a dozen stubbles on the grave.

casually took out a hawthorn pill from the drawer and put it in his mouth, Old Man Sun slowly stood up and went to wash the dishes, preparing to send it over tomorrow.

After washing the dishes, Old Man Sun walked to the door leisurely, wanting to wander around and go to the square for a while.

But as soon as he reached the door, the old man stopped, his nose fluttered, and he frowned.

It smells of blood, and it's still made of iron

The smell of blood from wounds.

The smell was only a little bit, and the injured obviously didn't want to be discovered, because in addition to the smell of blood, there was also a smell of medicine, in order to cover the bloody smell of the wound.

But I can't hide it from Mr. Sun.

"I'm a Wollongong, a scattered dripper"

Old Man Sun's expression remained unchanged, he walked in all directions, hummed the empty city plan in his mouth, and walked out step by step, as if he had found nothing.

It is impossible for someone who knows how to cover the smell of blood with secret medicine not to see that this is a medicinal reed, so since the injured person did not take the initiative to show up, Old Man Sun has no reason to care.

It is also possible for a doctor to be benevolent and do bad things.

This kind of thing, Old Man Sun has experienced.

It's just that Old Man Sun seems to have forgotten to close the door, and after going out, he walked away without looking back, and the side door behind him was open.

After about a few minutes, it seemed that he was sure that Old Man Sun had gone away, and a black shadow came out of the corner and ran into Old Man Sun's yard with a puff of smoke.

The shadow didn't notice, and as he swept through the doorway, he brought a gust of wind with him, and this gust of wind also brought something else.

The old man, who had already walked to the mouth of the alley, moved his nose again, silently changed his direction, and did not go to the square, but walked in another direction.

Baiyao and Jinchuang Dan are both placed on the medicine cabinet, and those who have a little insight will not use them wrongly.

But if someone trespasses into a private house, he has to report to the official.

The old man thought so, and swayed in the direction of the Yamen.

"300 meters east of the south exit of Qingshui Hutong?"

Jiang Qi sat on the sports car of Bingberry Powder and opened the recommendation software.

The old-fashioned art supplies that are still open at this point are nearby.

Originally, Jiang Qi wanted to use the banknote ability, but he ignored a problem, that is, after the store closed, the phone number left on the software would often be turned off

So now it's just a race against time.

Jiang Qi started the car and galloped all the way along the navigation.

He is now like the bear child who is about to get addicted, and he has an idea in his heart.

Master must write a few calligraphy words tonight! Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep!

With such a thought, Jiang Qi sped towards the destination viciously.

"But, Qingshui Alley? Why does this name sound familiar?"

Jiang Qi felt that the name was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

About half an hour later, Jiang Qi arrived at his destination.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw an old man preparing to pull down the roller shutter door.

"Uncle, wait a minute! I'll buy something!"

Jiang Qi hurriedly shouted, walked over quickly, and at the same time looked around, his heart was suddenly surprised.

….

No wonder it feels familiar, isn't this near the alley where Old Man Sun is?

But it's not good to visit at this time, so Jiang Qi didn't think much about it.

Now it's the right thing to get your hands on pen, ink and paper.

"You're really going to get stuck in this life, and if you come a minute late, I'll be closed."

The shopkeeper, an old man in his sixties, smiled and pushed the roller shutter door back up, and also waved his hand to welcome Jiang Qi into the store.

"It's better to come early than to come at a good time, and you're tired."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile and walked into the store.

I can't say how elaborate the decoration is, but you can tell at a glance that this is an old shop.

"Uncle, do you have old paper here?"

Jiang Qi asked tentatively.

The boss was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said, "This one is really not there, why don't you look at something else?"

Jiang Qi was not disappointed, and said, "A sheep's pen, a pine ink, and a random knife of paper."

"The pen is here, you pick it yourself, as for the ink."

The boss hesitated a little and said, "There is no high-grade Songmo, but there are inferior ones."

"It's fine."

Jiang Qi blinked, watched the boss walk into the back room, and then walked to the place where the brush was hanging.

Just glanced at it, and then took off a sheep's hair pen.

This one is the best quality here, and likewise, eighty percent is also the most expensive.

After a while, the boss walked over with a small box in his hand.

Seeing that Jiang Qi had picked out the brush, he glanced at Jiang Qi, and then glanced at the sports car at the door, which seemed to be a pity for something.

"Songmo plus this pen, count you a thousand, and the paper will give you a knife."

The boss said, he was going to wrap Jiang Qi up.

Jiang Qi interrupted the boss's movements and said, "Can I occupy your treasure land and try the pen?"

"Absolutely."

The boss was stunned when he heard this, as if he was a little surprised, and nodded without help.

Then he took Jiang Qi to the table.

There is paperweight pressed on top and an inkwell.

Jiang Qi thought about it, put the selected sheep's hair pen aside, and instead picked up a pen on the pen stand next to him and licked the ink.

The boss was about to speak, when he saw that Jiang Qi had already put pen to paper, he subconsciously glanced at it, and he couldn't move it anymore.

'Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you groan and walk slowly,

Jiang Qi's pen is like flying, falling on the paper, it is a square regular script.

The boss's face was already a little dull.

Old Man Sun staggered out of the Yamen, ready to go to the square for a walk, killing time by the way.

As soon as I looked up, I saw that Xiao Zhang's art supply store was still open, so I walked over.

It's also good to kill time with a cup of tea.

The old man thought so, crossed the street, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the license plate on the sports car at the door.

"It's not."

An interested look flashed in the old man's eyes, and he pushed the door and walked into the store.

I found Xiao Zhang staring straight at a young man writing.

And the back of this young man, Old Man Sun is also very familiar, so he took a light step and walked over slowly.

It's strange to say, at such a close distance, Xiao Zhang didn't notice that there was such a big living person next to him.

What words did this Jiang boy write that made Xiao Zhang look so focused?

….

Old Man Sun leaned over to take a look with some curiosity.

'Bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng,

"Good word!"

Old Man Sun couldn't help but applaud.

This time, he also woke up the boss and played a clever game, and then he noticed Old Man Sun.

"Grandpa? When did you come?"

"Old man?"

Jiang Qi also stopped writing and turned around to say hello, he naturally knew that someone was coming, but he didn't expect it to be Old Man Sun.

"Hmm."

Old Man Sun nodded perfunctorily, his eyes did not leave the words written by Jiang Qi, and praised, "Good words!"

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, the old man would have thought that Dongpo was alive!"

"If you hold it, just write it casually."

Jiang Qi scratched his head, then looked back at the boss and said with a smile, "Boss, can you sell me the fine pine ink and old paper now?"

The boss just came back to his senses, and when he heard this, he glanced at Jiang Qi rather strangely and asked, "You have already seen it?"

"The reason why you say no, is because you're afraid that I'll spoil good things."

Jiang Qi smiled, "After all, I really don't look like an accomplished person like this."

"It's me who has lost my eyes, you wait."

The boss was also happy, so he walked into the back room.

"Old man, it's not too early, why did you come out for a stroll at this time?"

Jiang Qi looked at Old Man Sun, who was still tasting words.

"There's an injured little mouse in the house, no, I'll leave it to the catcher to deal with it."

Old Man Sun pointed to the opposite side of the store without raising his head.

Jiang Qi found out that there was a fast hunting duty room.

At the same time, I also know that the little mouse in Mr. Sun's mouth means something else.

"Then I'll accompany you back later."

Jiang Qi could probably guess what was going on here, so he said immediately.

"Okay."

Old Man Sun did not refuse, and nodded.

After a while, the boss came out of the back room, holding two boxes, one long and one short.

"This is the finest pine ink, and thirty years old paper, a total of two knives."

The boss put it on the table and wrapped the sheep's hair pen by the way.

Jiang Qi just took out his mobile phone and said, "How much is it in total?"

The boss hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and said, "If you can, can you use this letter?"

"Yes."

Jiang Qi agreed very happily.

It stands to reason that this is insulting, but if Su Shi is here, Bacheng will agree.

What is Wang Xizhi's goose change?

How can the affairs of the literati be called insulting?

The boss happily put away the paper and said to Jiang Qi, "Don't look at my small shop, but there is no shortage of things, this grandfather knows."

"If you run out of pen and ink in the future, just come and get it."

"Okay."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile, and in the boss's reluctant eyes, he helped Old Man Sun and walked out.

After putting the things in the car, Jiang Qi followed Old Man Sun in the direction of home.

"Xiao Zhang still understands proportion, and he didn't ask you to make a payment."

Old Man Sun said softly.

Jiang Qi didn't stop, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I'm just a student anyway."

The old man looked at him in amazement and said, "You kid, I really don't know how to practice such a handwriting at such a young age."

"This is not to say a little bit of the essence of Dongpo, but as if Dongpo is alive, over time, after integration, it will inevitably be everyone in the literary world."

"The more you say, the more exaggerated it becomes."

Jiang Qi knows his own family affairs, and his calligraphy is completely open, and he has improved?

Unless Jiang Qi can find Wang Xizhi's obsession

"Old man, can you guess who has entered your house?"

Jiang Qi changed the subject.

"Probably a practitioner, with a long breath between breaths, not like ordinary people."

Old Man Sun also said cooperatively.

"Lian Jiazi?"

Jiang Qi's heart moved, but he didn't say anything.

When he arrived at the door of the old man's house, Jiang Qi sat there sullenly with a look of loss.

Is this not caught?

Jiang Qi glanced at Old Man Sun's yard.

Xuanqi remains

And it's three different gas engines.

Beanie flies, flies