The tall and thin man dipped his fingers in wine, wrote on the mahogany table, and soon copied the twenty-nine words on the account book. He put his finger in his dry lips and pouted, then put his hands behind his back, lowered his face to the table, and carefully continued to examine the paper on the account paper.

As he watched, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his head shook more and more frequently, his expression became more and more confused, and he muttered. What kind of writing is this? I haven't seen it before, why can the brushwork be so abundant without the fluctuation of vitality? Obviously scattered to the point of a mess, why can the condensation make people's hearts suddenly tense after concentrating?"

The tall and thin man shook his head and stood up straight, walked around the room for half a circle, and then walked back to the mahogany table quickly, continued to look down at the handwriting on the account book paper, still frowning, shaking his head, and said in a loud voice. No, no, no, no!"

No matter how the three major sects of cultivation or between countries quarrel with each other, no one has ever dared to be a little disrespectful to the rune master, because there are few cultivators in the world and the rune master is even rarer.

The Tang Empire is the most powerful country in the world, but it has never had more than ten rune masters, most of the rune masters have long been far away from the red dust, and the secluded academy or the mountains and forests are poor and seek the Tao through Suomu, dedicating all the remaining lives to finding the secrets between the veins of heaven and earth, and there are not many rune masters who are really still walking in the world. Two of the four rune masters owned by the south gate of Haotian Dao are messengers sent to Chang'an City by the Xiling Temple in order to show their prestige, and they are not stationed in Chang'an for a long time, so there are only two rune masters at the south gate of Haotian Dao.

This tall and thin Taoist who visited the Red Sleeves at night was one of the two rune masters.

His name is Yan Se, the current Tang Dynasty national teacher Li Qingfeng's senior brother, Haotian Dao South Gate worship, sex and spirits, beautiful and beautiful books, just in terms of the art of calligraphy, he is already one of the most extraordinary characters in the world That night when the spring rain was majestic, he drew a well character through the rain in the alley, and scared Wang Jingluo, who was known as the invincible Tang Dynasty cultivation genius, into a miserable and crying little chubby boy, which was his magic method.

In addition to all kinds of magical runes, the most admired by the world is their wonderful realm and ability to sway on the bookcase and paper, there is such a saying in the world: great calligraphers and painters have no practice potential, it is impossible to become a rune master, but all rune masters must be a great calligrapher or great painter who can leave a name in history.

Yan Se is a rune master who lingers in the Qinglou for fun, as long as he is willing, then he can become the leader of the world's book world at any time. But such a person would be so interested in the scribbled handwriting on the paper of an account book, and even pondered for a long time, shaking his head and shaking his head, and couldn't even make sense, if the Tang Dynasty calligraphers or the strong people in the cultivation world saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked and speechless, and they would definitely be very curious, who was Ning Que who could make the rune master feel distressed by writing these words.

A cursive script with twenty-nine characters can make the dignified rune master Yan Se wonder how hard he can, not because Ning Que has much ability, but because of various reasons tonight, his mood when he wrote this note happened to be somewhere.

He today in the old building of the book to read the book has a sense of forgetting the meaning of the word and remember its shape, joy epiphany and classmates to go to the Qinglou to drink, in a daze at will to pick up the pen cursive, then naturally according to the daytime between the building to read the book to understand the reason, forget all the strict pen rules, and even in a drunken state subconsciously deliberately scattered all the stroke rules twisted the plum blossoms poured the grape trellis, by the wine frenzy and indiscriminately drag the ink line, what is sought is scattered and unknown.

If you let another great calligrapher in Chang'an City look at this cursive script, you must not have much feeling, but in the eyes of a rune master, you always feel like you have scratched your itch, or a secret place on your back, you haven't scratched it for sixty years, and you don't know it, but once you know it, it itches to the bone marrow!

As for the rune master Yan Se who said that Ning Que's papyrus is not comprehensible, it is not wrong at all, because Ning Que is not comprehensible in the first place, he does not understand the principles of cultivation, and the snow mountain qi and sea in his body are still incomprehensible, and now he just wants to find a crooked and awkward path when he walks up the mountain, and there are still huge boulders blocking the way at the end of the path, where can he get through?

The text is interesting, which means that each stroke in the middle and the subsequent strokes constitute each word contains the mind and thought of the calligrapher at that time, and there is also its meaning, Ning Que This cursive twenty-nine characters can be said to be incomprehensible, that is, its thinking does not make sense, so it makes its meaning fall between the ink and does not penetrate out, but at this time, through the dignified rune master Yan Se personally copied it, no matter how powerful the nephew is, he can no longer imprison the mind in the strokes in the text, through the wine seeps into the hard mahogany table, through the smell of wine to the air and then permeates the entire red sleeve move......

At that time, when Ning Que wrote this character to Sangsang, it was when he was drunk, and the meaning he wanted to express seemed to be to stay in the red sleeves and stay in the house, but when the true meaning hidden in the pen and ink was all exuded at this moment, his true thoughts were revealed, and he didn't think that he meant this, or didn't want to admit it.

In the courtyard where a few plums are planted in the west, Miss Lu Xue is embracing Chang Xiao silently, her beautiful and haggard face is full of Qi color on the first night bar, looking at the corner of the courtyard Lao Mei who has only lost her color and misses the Tibetan spring in her southern hometown.

In the courtyard planted with a few bamboos in the east, the girl was stunned by the starry pot, and her crystal tears slid down her plump and smooth cheeks like pearls, and fell into the basin with a soft sound.

The quiet roof room, behind the bead curtain, Jane looked at the portrait next to the bed, her broad forehead wrinkled into Tuchuan, she looked at the young scholar riding a black donkey on the portrait, looked at his familiar eyebrows, looked at his radiant and even arrogant laughter, slowly shed tears, and muttered a low complaint:. Ke Haoran, you dead ghost, when my mother made chicken soup and waited for you to come back every day to drink, you didn't come, now it's okay, even if you want to drink it, you can't drink it, and I don't know if you are now...... Is it good to live underground? ”

Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows, clenched the silk scarf in her hand, woke up, and hurriedly walked two steps to the railing to look downstairs into the courtyard. She knew the identity of the tall and thin Taoist in the courtyard of Shui Zhu'er, but she was not afraid at all, and scolded softly with an angry look on her face. You old man is so unreasonable! I didn't want to provoke that bastard thing in my building for no reason!"

In the courtyard of the bamboo shadow, the water beads with light makeup and light powder on the washed face walked back to the room, looking at the thin and tall Taoist shaking his head at the table, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, walked up and took a look, frowned and asked suspiciously. Sir, I always felt the smell of chicken soup, why is that?". It's not the taste of chicken soup, it's the taste of home. ”

Rune Master Yan Se shook his head, pointed to the scribbled twenty-nine ink characters on the account book, and said. When this person wrote this note, he was very anxious to go home and drink the bowl of leftover chicken soup, the chicken soup was not necessarily delicious, I was just curious about this Sangsang who should be a woman, I don't know if it was his wife or his strict mother, who forced him to look like this. ”。 This note...... Didn't Ning Que write it?" Shui Zhu'er's delicate and small face was full of doubts. He didn't look like he wanted to go home at the time, and Sangsang wasn't his wife, but he was just ...... His little maid. ”。 Little maid, that's even more incomprehensible. ”

Rune Master Yan Se shook his head and ignored the matter. He has never been married in his life, because in Datang, especially in Chang'an, he has seen too many tiger-like wives, and he is bent on lingering in the flowers and trying new things all day long, so he can't understand how a little maid and a bowl of leftover chicken soup are worth remembering.

In the early morning of the second day, the slender and tall Taoist left in a carriage without asking who Ning Que was who wrote the twenty-nine cursive characters. After a while, Shui Zhu'er yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes, she had long forgotten all the feelings of last night, and took the hot tea served by the maidservant. , subconsciously glanced at the table, and found that the tattered account book and note paper were gone, and the twenty-nine cursive characters that the thin and tall Taoist pointed to dipped in wine on the mahogany table last night had already dried up.

She shook her head with a smile, put down the teacup in her hand, and the emerald and verdant bracelet on her wrist gently slammed into the mahogany table, only to hear a very soft sound, and a very fine red patent leather powder was shaken on the table.

Shui Zhu'er was slightly startled, opened her eyes and looked curiously, hesitated for a moment and gently wiped it with the silk scarf in her sleeve, only to see that under the red patent leather powder, there was a row of extremely scribbled handwriting, these handwriting did not seem to be profound, but the traces were deep in the wood, and they were not erased at all. Young Master Sangsang, I won't come back to sleep when I'm drunk today, you remember to drink the leftover chicken soup stewed on the pot. ”

Shui Zhu'er opened her eyes and stared at the scribbled handwriting on the mahogany table, vaguely understanding something, she didn't know that the slender and tall Taoist was the legendary rune master, and she couldn't see how much creation Ning Que could have in the future, but she knew that the origin of the thin and tall Taoist must be extraordinary, but she really hoped that Ning Que would have a great transformation in the future, and more importantly, she had a very natural sensitivity to such things as opportunities after reading countless people for a long time, so she instructed the maid to put away this table case carefully in the first time, so that she could keep it for the future。

On the other side, the rune master Yan Se walked out of the Qinglou, boarded a dilapidated carriage, and when he didn't travel long in Chang'an City, he met a young Taoist with a yellow paper umbrella under his arm, and the young Taoist replied respectfully. Uncle Shi, the matter you explained has been clarified, that person's name is Ning Que, escort the princess together...... Lu Qingchen has seen it and confirmed that he has no potential, and he also saw it in the academy a few days ago, but he didn't even enter the technical department.

The rune master sighed with regret. Not to mention the relationship between the young man and Her Royal Highness the princess, but if you don't know it, it's already a desperate situation, do you want to ask the power of several great priests in the Xiling Temple to cast the Great Descent Technique for this young man to forcibly pass through? ！~！