Xiang Tianyu said:

"Do you have a pen?"

"Pen?"

The scholar young man was stunned for a moment, glanced around, looked at Xiang Tianyu and asked with a smile:

"I wonder if this little master wants an ordinary ink pen or a spiritual pen?"

Ink pen?

Xiang Tianyu didn't know the role and difference between these two kinds of pens at all, and for the sake of prudence, he said very calmly:

"Don't bother so much, big brother, just take two small pebbles that can make marks on the ground. ”

"Pebbles?"

The scholar glanced left and right, and someone with good deeds had already picked up two pieces of gravel from the side of the road.

"The stone is here, how do you use it?" The scholar put the stone in the palm of Xiang Tianyu's outstretched hand.

"Just give me one piece, you take the other. ”

Xiang Tianyu took two steps back, sat cross-legged on the ground, and pointed to the empty ground in front of him:

"Big brother, you can write whatever you want here, or you can draw, I will imitate it exactly and ensure that it is exactly the same as the calligraphy and painting you made. ”

"Oh?"

The scholar's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth twitched, obviously he didn't believe it, and the people around him couldn't help but take two steps forward to see if this little guy who spoke wildly could do what he said.

"Okay! I'm going to start writing, are you ready?"

The scholar squatted in front of Xiang Tianyu, holding the stone with his right hand and slowly touching the ground.

"Ready. ”

Xiang Tianyu also held the stone with his right hand, and slowly touched the ground with the same movements as a scholar.

The scholar smiled slightly, and the stone in his right hand began to move slowly, and the word "fun" was written in the common language of the Shinra.

From beginning to end, the scholar's eyes were always staring at Xiang Tianyu's right hand, and after the word "fun" was written, the scholar was already sitting on the ground in shock.

The blindfolded little guy in front of him turned out to be exactly the same writing action as himself, he would write horizontally when he wrote horizontally, and he would also draw vertically! No matter the depth of the pen, the length of the strokes, or even the scholar's own deliberate habit of even hooking the pen was imitated!

It's amazing!

"How is that possible?"

"This kid really wrote it!"

"See! It's exactly the same!"

"It's exactly the same as Wang Xiucai's writing!"

"It's incredible! Is his eyes really blindfolded?"

The surrounding people immediately began to talk about it.

"Get out of the way!

Two big men with big shoulders and round waists squeezed in the crowd, and the surrounding crowd was rudely pulled away, but the people didn't dare to lose their temper after turning back, everyone knew that this was Zhao Gongzi in the east of the city, his father was a staff member of the city lord's mansion, quite a status, but his only son was mediocre in talent, until he was in his twenties, he had not awakened his bloodline, and he didn't want to enter the Confucian Academy to learn Wenzhi, let alone enter the army to win military merits**Face, but although this Zhao Gongzi has a stinky problem, he never does that kind of bad thing that angers people and resents people, he never bullies men and women, and even takes the initiative to give away some orphans in the city, and he loves to watch a juggling trick on weekdays, if you see him in his heart, a lot of rewards are not ambiguous, so this Zhao Gongzi is very famous in the performing arts circle of Tongling City, and many performing arts groups have specially gone to some of the streets where Zhao Gongzi likes to wander the most on weekdays.

The crowd dispersed, and four short-fought men gathered around a young man in a brocade robe, with a pale face and vain steps.

Zhao Gongzi smiled rather unscrupulously, and after seeing the two groups of exactly the same "fun" on the ground, his eyes widened, and he stepped forward quickly, looking left and right, and his mouth was spurring.

Squinted at the coarse cloth covering Xiang Tianyu's face, he suddenly smiled, shook his head and said:

"Come on, bring this boy's gold silk to this little fellow and cover it. ”

"Yes!

The two big men with big shoulders and round waists who opened the road in advance walked out of one, respectfully took the golden ribbon that Zhao Gongzi untied from his waist, and then stepped forward to tear off the coarse cloth belt on Xiang Tianyu's face very strongly, and Xiang Shan on the side hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up, wrapping it around his waist like a baby.

From beginning to end, Xiang Tianyu remained motionless, closing his eyes and letting Dahan wrap the gold ribbon.

He knew that there would inevitably be some spectators who suspected that he had moved his hands and feet on the blindfold, Xiang Tianyu was of course fearless, not to mention changing a ribbon, even if someone came forward to cover his eyes with his hands, he was not afraid, Ergoyu's writing wheel eyes could see the subtle energy flow in the bodies of these ordinary people, and his eyes could even penetrate the flesh and bones, let alone a ribbon.

That's right, the reason why Xiang Tianyu was able to write the same font as the slightly chubby scholar was because of the ability of the two hook jade to write the replica body of the wheel eye!

It can replicate the physical technique within the body's endurance, and this explanation in the reincarnation eye system is not a joke, as long as Xiang Tianyu's gaze is locked and his mental power is triggered, he can establish a strange connection with the target through his eyes, and the target's movements can be copied by himself, provided that his body can bear it. Like the strength of a thin scholar's "physical technique" drawing a few strokes on the ground, of course, it was a drizzle for Xiang Tianyu's physique.

"Boy, you can learn from my son! If you learn well, this jade pendant is yours. ”

That Zhao Gongzi untied the white-green jade pendant on his waist, but it caused many exclamations in the crowd, it seems that this jade pendant is worth a lot of money.

"Childe, please. ”

Xiang Tianyu said lightly.

Zhao Gongzi's somewhat sloppy eyes flashed with a rare essence, he swept his skirt, squatted down, picked up the small pebble used by the scholar before, and wrote the ground.

The crowd immediately surrounded him, and several big men and small servants just surrounded Zhao Gongzi at a distance of one zhang, and many people craned their necks and stared down with wide eyes.

"I have long heard that this Zhao Gongzi's peony is a must! Last year, at the gathering of painters on the banks of the Xiaoqing River, Zhao Gongzi made a peony picture within three minutes that amazed all the painters present!"

"That's really the case! You see, Zhao Gongzi is painting peonies now!"

"I'm afraid this little master won't be able to earn Zhao Gongzi's reward, even if he can really sense what others are thinking, and can imitate some simple words, but if you want to draw a detailed picture, you can take real kung fu for a long time!"

The art of painting is a long-term practice accumulation, and it is certainly not something that can be learned simply, and this little master is about to capsize in the gutter. ”

"It's not easy to come out to perform at such a young age, and their country is afraid that it will also be destroyed in the war, they are all orphans, in order to give his younger brothers and sisters a chance to live......"

"In short, no matter whether this little guy can get a reward from Zhao Gongzi or not, I will definitely reward a piece of broken silver!"

"Me too! It's so pitiful! As the citizens of the most powerful Tang Empire, we should show the bearing that the Heavenly Empire should have, and I have also decided to give a reward!"

……

"Wow!Look!!"

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

The lines are outlined, the brushwork is smooth, the petals are formed, you draw to the left, I draw to the right, the front corresponds, and every stroke is completely consistent!

Two identical white peonies are formed on the ground at the same time!

Zhao Gongzi has been immersed in the state of painting, after the last stroke, he exhaled slightly, his face showed a proud look, the first time he used a stone to make a peony picture on the ground, the result was quite satisfactory to Zhao Gongzi, and he generally played his own level, and then Zhao Gongzi raised his head, to accept the admiration of others, but the eyes of that one by one contained amazement and were all projected in front of Zhao Gongzi.

"That's right!"

It wasn't until now that Zhao Gongzi realized the purpose of his painting, he came to test the juggling level of the showboy, looking at the eyes of these people, could it be ......

Zhao Gongzi suddenly lowered his head, looked ahead, and was instantly stunned, a peony pattern that was exactly the same as what he had drawn was vividly carved on the ground.

Exactly the same!

There really is such a thing!

Telepathy and absolute mimicry!

Zhao Gongzi couldn't help but step forward and tore off the golden ribbon covering Xiang Tianyu's eyes, Xiang Tianyu was still in a closed state, and then slowly opened his eyes, his pupils were black and white.

"Boy, I don't care if you have awakened your bloodline, this son has never seen such a strange and fun talent and skill, even if a powerful spirit opens his eyes and learns to draw with me face to face, it is absolutely impossible to draw without a bad score, so ...... Here's a reward for you!"

Zhao Gongzi threw the jade pendant in his hand towards Xiang Tianyu, and walked out of the crowd with squinted eyes and shaking his head, and the little guy behind him hurriedly followed.

Xiang Tianyu caught the jade pendant, and before he could properly evaluate the value of the jade pendant, the crowd had already rushed forward, and copper plates and broken silver fell like snowflakes.

"This little master is amazing! My old king has been served!

"Big brother is so amazing! This is Niu Niu's pocket money......"

"This is true telepathy!"

"Absolutely imitation! It's really not the slightest bit off!"

……

After the crowd dispersed, Xiao Yingning, Xiang Shan, and Xiang Yang were so excited that their faces were flushed, and they were extremely happy to pick up money everywhere, and in the end, it should be more than eight hundred copper plates and more than ten taels of broken silver, and of course, the valuable jade pendant.

Although Xiang Tianyu's face is relatively calm, he is actually more touched than anyone else, he has just crossed over and separated from his sister in this life, he was beaten and almost died, more than four years of jungle life, the naked law of the jungle, no one reasoned with you, love, kindness and compassion did not see a trace, especially the moment when he was about to walk out of the forest, the two stunned people in pain in the flames...... Xiang Tianyu's heart has been filled with hatred, whether Xiang Tianyu really realizes it or not, the revenge eyes of the writing wheel are imperceptibly affecting him,