Chapter 101: The Way of Writing
One skimming and one vertical, one horizontal and one folding.
Iron painting, silver hook, in the sun, the three words "White Deer Cave" do not appear dazzling and bright, on the contrary, it is simple and low-key, warm and peaceful, if it is not for the tenacity of the half wall behind it is too magnificent and prominent, no one will pay attention to these three words at all.
"White Deer Cave", three words, exposed to the wind and sun, has experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes. I heard that half of the mountain stone was forcibly added by later generations, which caused a lot of controversy at the time, but the proposer was strong and finally forced to build it.
As for shelters from the wind and rain, no one dared to propose them.
"White deer" lies horizontally, the moat is a line, in the middle is the layer of green cloud stone ladders, the stone ladders are thousands, smooth and new, in the early morning sun, this space seems extraordinarily quiet.
Even if he had to come here once a day, Huang Yakou was still full of awe, he dared to swagger and drive his spirit beast chariot across the West City, casually picking his teeth and humming at Qin Chu at will, in front of this White Deer Cave, he was cautious and cautious, and even the leather whip was put into his cuffs.
"It's here!"
Huang Yakou snorted softly, lifted the curtain, and watched Qin Chu stride out without squinting, and walked in the direction of the stone steps, his eyes were full of envy.
Only at this time, the look in his eyes will turn from disdain to envy, but after envy, after the ebb tide, even more disdain will surge.
Why do such blind people have such an opportunity?
However, this is fate! After so many years of fluttering and rolling in this world, Huang Yakou is still very clear about this truth, but every time he looks at the figure of this little blind man with his head raised, he can't help but feel jealous, and the evil water in his heart is backlogged and churning, and he wants to pour it on the little blind man.
You say that you are blind without any eyes, what do you have to be proud of? Shouldn't such a person have his chest bent and bow his head into the crowd?
"Whew!"
Huang Yakou snorted in his heart, and in a trance, Qin Chu's figure had disappeared on the Qingyun stone steps, and Huang Yakou turned his body and was about to leave. He was going to have a drink, the weather was good today, and he could lie down in the sun and squint for a while after drinking.
Although the price of picking up this little blind man was cheap, but the remuneration for this work was enough to make him worry about food and clothing, Huang Yakou smiled, and when he looked up, he found a charming face close in front of him, so close that he could feel the heat gushing out of his delicate nasal cavity.
"Huh?"
Huang Yakou was startled, and as soon as his body fell, he fell on the frame.
"Lord Honghonghong!" shouted as Yellow Tooth was frightened and stammered as he looked at the woman in front of him.
This woman, with a wonderful figure, is draped in a light red tulle, with a large chest and a thin waist, and a large fork in the skirt.
Although this was a woman who looked like a ripe peach, Huang Yakou's face was full of fear, as if he had encountered a fierce god, and between the lightning and flint, his mind flashed the scene of meeting this woman for the first time that day.
Just because of his own foul words at the beginning, the peach pierced his skin with a smile on his face, causing blood to accumulate inside, and a whole month of painful days passed.
Today, she reappeared.
The matchmaker's face has a charming smile all the time, this smile is not for herself, and she turns the door to others. Her eyes were deep, and she looked at the place where Qin Chu disappeared and was speechless.
"Lord Hong, if it's okay, Xiao, the villain will go first?" The matchmaker was thinking about something, and suddenly there was a stumbling sound in her ears, interrupting her train of thought.
"Oh?" the matchmaker showed a charming smile on her face, and she looked at the yellow teeth who had become more submissive because of her smile, and her heart was amused. Then, she frowned, and asked in a cold tone, "Tell me everything you know about this young man!"
"I'm talking about, all!"
Outside the White Deer Cave in the early morning, there was no figure, and naturally no one would pay attention to a big red and graceful figure, as well as the man in front of her, kneeling with his chest collapsed.
The geographical location of Bailu Cave is very peculiar, it is incredible, in the bustling iron and blood Nine Dragons to open up a quiet place that the world will not disturb, and behind the huge rock moat, create mountains, large lakes, green land.
The place where the White Deer Cave is written is on the shore of the Great Lake.
Qin Chu's steps are steady, and one road, even if it is too rugged and trampled for three months in a row, it is enough to level it.
It's the same with life, isn't it?
By the big lake, Qin Chu sighed slightly.
"Haha, little blind man, you're pretty good!"
A burst of laughter came, after Qin Chu dodged to dodge the malicious attack.
"Doing such a boring thing every day, even if you are blind, no matter how bad your skills are, you can hide from it!" Qin Chu thought secretly.
"However, Qin Chu, it seems that you have improved again, and your reaction speed today is a breath faster than before. A crisp female voice came, and in Qin Chu's mind, the outline of a petite and delicate girl was naturally outlined.
These are the few friends he has in the academy.
Every day, the students of Bailu Cave Grade A have to come to the big lake to practice the way of writing. And this innocuous joke is a boring thing that Qin Chu's friends must do every day. Qin Chu still remembered the first time he was pushed down the lake by Zhou Zheng, full of soaked embarrassment.
In the blink of an eye, he couldn't sneak attack anymore, could he?
The corners of Qin Chu's mouth outlined a beautiful arc: Is it fast again? Brother, have you seen it, my strength is one step closer.
"Eh, Sister Jiaojiao, can your words be a little more reliable? One breath, how do you know that it is one breath, not two breaths or half a breath, all day long, say some moments, breaths, and make judgments, this is not high-end at all, but very cheap!"
A boy's voice sounded, because it was in the voice change period, so the voice was not very good, but this voice made people listen to a sharp voice.
"Ah, Tiger Head, you are getting bolder and bolder, you even dare to refute this girl's words, I smoked a girl, don't beat you with a peach blossom on your face, you don't know how powerful this girl is, ah?"
"Ah, don't, don't, Sister Jiaojiao, I was wrong!"
The boy's name was Zhao Hu, and when he heard this, he hurriedly begged for mercy.
"Well, that's just like words!" Ping Jiaojiao smiled and stroked her palm, and when Zhao Hu breathed a sigh of relief, she slapped his brain melon coldly, and shouted: "I will forgive you if I beg for mercy, ah?
It looked like a fight and frolic, but Qin Chu heard that it was even more emotional, it was the inexplicable haze between teenagers and girls, Qin Chu was not older than them, but at this time, he just understood this kind of emotion, and there was no reason.
"My brother said that closing one channel will inevitably open another channel, which is the most simple law in the world, so, I am blind, but in terms of perception, there is a miraculous breakthrough?"
"Hey, what are you thinking?" Qin Chu was thinking, and before Tang Xuan could speak, he subconsciously came back to his senses.
"Brother Tang Xuan. Qin Chu raised his face and nodded with a smile, although he couldn't see it, he knew that Tang Xuan was half a head taller than himself.
"Eh, Brother Xuan, you see the tiger head bullying me" Over there, Ping Jiaojiao's voice rushed in, and when Tang Xuan smiled and was about to respond, there were suddenly three loud "dong dong" sounds in the sky above the big lake.
"Practice!" Tang Xuan said.
Several people looked solemn, and even Ping Jiaojiao put away their smiling expressions, quickly walked to the edge of the lake, and sat cross-legged.
"The remnants of the ancestors are full of words. ”
With this burst of whispering, the great lake was calm, and at this moment, it was rippling, and countless water columns were surging, like a fountain. On the shore of the big lake, there are not only Qin Chu and four people, but at this moment, they are all thirteen or fourteen-year-old young men, dressed in silver plain robes.
Only Qin Chu, although it is also a robe, it is a simple linen.
Bang la blah.
The sound of water is endless, resounding in the ears.
At this moment, the timeless words poured out like flowing water, passing through Qin Chu's heart, a kind of enlightenment, like a clear natural dawn and twilight, suddenly rose in the bottom of Qin Chu's heart. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, put the fingers of his right hand together, and as soon as he raised his hand, he pulled out a curtain of water.
On the big lake, in the midst of the clouds and mist, there were three old people sitting upright, two of them playing around the table, while the other one looked at the lake with his eyelids down. They were dressed in white robes like snow, and when they talked and laughed, they stirred up a sense of elegance that spread the world.
"Yes, this time, the qualifications of the first-level disciple are really good. Among them, an old man with a long beard twisted his white beard and stroked his chin in praise.
Hearing his words, the old man who played against him pressed the sunspot between his two fingers, glanced at everyone below, and replied: "In your eyes, there are only people with the best qualifications, oh, at the bottom of the lakeside forest, that little guy with a square head and a tiger brain, I don't see half a good qualification." ”
"Ugh"
For the old man's reply, the old man Baizi looked a little embarrassed, but the embarrassment was fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, he laughed and pointed to a handsome young man by the big lake, and said to another person beside him: "This son has the sun and the moon in his heart, the text of the lake, and the splendid chapter, if he is carefully cultivated, he will become my Bailu everyone." ”
"Everyone, why didn't I see half a point," the old man said again.
In addition to the two, there was only one person who paid a visit, he was the oldest and youngest of the three, and he was said to be young, only because of his handsome appearance, and among the three white heads, his face looked like a young man who was alive and well.
However, it is more appropriate to say that it is the oldest. Not to mention that the other two unconsciously revealed the posture of being the main in their words, let's just say that his eyes make people fall into it at a glance, and the vicissitudes of life during the period contain the meaning of endless time.
"It's a strange feeling. ”
The old man's eyes were full of doubt, the Lake of Xiuwen had always been in charge of the three of them. The three of them are noble, and their names are Wenbo, Shenshen, and Yidu.
And this vicissitudes of life is Wenbo.
The words are deep and the meaning is full of games, and the clouds are pinched out by the old man Wenbo with his palm.
Suddenly, the old man squeezed his palm fiercely.
"That's not right!"
He shouted in his heart: "The big lake is not dry, and the embankment is rushing, this is the appearance of the big dragon breaking the river!"
The old man's eyes widened.