Liu Dongjian scattered the property of Skyrim Villa to the servants and neighbors who had cleaned up the villa for so many years, and went to the Oolong Dart Bureau to worship the dart masters, and took the Yifei brothers and sisters to prepare to go south.

The head of Xuanling Dao returned to Wudang, and the beggars helped Qiao Yu, and the two elders of Gong Yifu also resigned. The four ghosts of Yunshan were used to wandering, and they were not in a hurry to return to their secluded valley, so they followed Liu Dongjian and others all the way south.

The twilight of this day was approaching, and when I came to the boundary of Yixing, the bow of the boat docked, and the group got off the boat and found a place to spend the night.

This Hufu town is famous for its beautiful mountains and rivers, and the scenery is pleasant. At the foot of the lake, the two were enjoying themselves, and in the waves, a small boat suddenly broke through the wind. At first glance, the boat is no different from the ship next to it, but if you look closely, there is a slight difference.

The so-called difference, when the tide hits, the hull of the ship should be tossed up and down, but it is like walking on the ground, without any undulations, gently surging, floating far away! If there is any heavy object in the ship, it is only a few people!

In a long rosewood case at the bow of the boat, under the flickering candlelight, an inkman was writing there.

Yi Fei thought about it, and Xue Bing suddenly shouted happily: "Uncle Ji!"

Yifei turned his head: "You know?"

Xue Bing snorted: "On the day that Brother Yu Lei kidnapped me, I met this uncle by Daming Lake. This uncle said strangely, saying that he would take me as an apprentice. However, he was a teacher who could dance and write, and it was very fun for me to be his apprentice, so I didn't agree. He didn't get angry and told me a lot of interesting stories!"

Xue Bing said excitedly, waving the wicker in her hand to greet the inker.

When the inkman heard the shout, he looked up, saw Xue Bing, and ordered the boatman to row towards them.

The boat docked, and Xue Bing happily greeted him: "Uncle Ji, why are you here?"

Yi Fei looked at the ink man, thirty-eight or nineteen years old, wearing a scarf on his head, an ink-colored robe of flowing clouds and ancient pines, holding a wolf howl pen in his hand, sandalwood clogs on his feet, and two wide sleeves fluttering.

The inkman was also looking at Yifei, but when he saw that Yifei was seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a plain long robe, with a light black silk around his waist, holding a long sword in his hand, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his aura was lofty, he praised in his heart: "What a heroic young man." He turned his head to Xue Bing and said, "This is your brother Liu Yifei?"

Xue Bing hurriedly introduced to the two, picked up the plum blossom bone fan that the ink artist was depicting on the case, the front of the fan is a picture of the deep mountain snow scene, and the side of the fan is inscribed with a poem: "The bald bird is gradually deepening winter, and the flocks are red." The flocculation is red, and the anvil is windy every day. The bead curtain is snowing outside the dream, and the mountain is faint. Faint mountain sky, misty and lonely in the twilight shadow. ”

Yifei secretly admired, "Good poetry." ”

Xue Bing said to the ink man: "Uncle Ji, is this what you painted?" Look at the fan pendant, there seems to be a faint boy in the heart of the flower, and if you look closely, the fan pendant is engraved with the word Xue Bing.

Xue Bing was strange, and the inkman smiled lightly, "If you like it, take this fan." Xue Bing was overjoyed and was not polite to him.

The inkman suddenly said: "Wait! There are still four characters that have not been inscribed!" The bone fan was unfolded on the long case, and the wolf dipped it in ink, and wanted to inscribe.

The waves came, the hull of the boat rose and fell, and Xue Bing hurriedly raised his sleeves to block it: "Uncle Ji, the wind and waves are high here, the hull of the boat is bumpy and the pen is unstable, and if there is a slight mistake, it will ruin such a good fan, why don't we go to the grass pavilion on the shore to write?"

The inkman smiled and shook his head, picked up the ink jade ruler on the case, and said, "Don't worry. With that, the town ruler was already in front of the case. A wave swept in, and before it could touch the edge of the boat, there was a loud noise, but it had turned into countless drizzles and scattered back, and the hull of the ship was really not stained with a drop of water.

Xue Bing was surprised, and in a flash of thought, she said happily: "I'll come too." Holding a ruler in his hand, he imitated the appearance of the inkman and waved it in front of the desk. The sound of crackling, like knocking on the hall, although the sound is loud, it can't stop the slightest tide.

A big wave hit, and suddenly a sleeve shadow flashed in front of her, and the ink Ke's wide sleeves were already blocking in front of her: "The wind and waves on the shore are very strong, be careful to wet your clothes and get cold!"

Xue Bing saw that he looked chic and treated himself so well, so she was happy in her heart, and hurriedly said, "Don't get your clothes wet!"

The inkman smiled: "No!" The long sleeve flung back, only to hear the sound of the commotion, and the water droplets that he had just blocked with his long sleeves were like condensed ice cubes at this moment, and they were thrown towards Tan Zhong. And his sleeves were not stained with a single water stain.

Xue Bing didn't see it, but Yi Fei was surprised, only to see him holding Xue Bing's hand, and the professor said: "Only in this way can we calm the wind and waves!"

The sound was so loud that Xue Bing only felt that his hand was so hurt by it, but when he heard the thud, a big wave had turned into soft foam! This blow was not on the edge of the boat, but on the surface of the water about a foot wide from the hull of the boat. It is the force that rolls up the waves, collides with the oncoming waves, and turns into foam.

Xue Bing's eyes widened and she looked at the water in surprise.

Seeing her appearance, the inkman chuckled and said, "Will it be?" Xue Bing nodded, and struck out one foot, and the fruit will rush to the waves and shatter it. She was elated, but Yi Fei raised her eyebrows, and these two blows were not Xue Bing's own skills, but the strength that this ink artist poured into her palm!

The inkman smiled lightly: "Okay, you help the ruler to resist the waves, I'll write the inscription!" Xue Bing hurriedly responded, looking down at him writing.

The inkman mentioned the wolf on the case, put his hand on his wide sleeves, and clicked down! At this point, the hull of the ship sank suddenly, the blue waves rolled, and a circle of water swelled around the boat.

Although Xue Bing paid attention to the inscription of the inker, but the sinking of the hull of the ship, but also looked at it, her eyes swept out left and right, and she felt that the boat seemed to be much warmer suddenly, there was no cool breeze into the gap, and the flickering candlelight stopped shaking, and she couldn't help but be surprised in her heart.

The waves that surged in the center of the pool, with every blow, turned into foam and dispersed.

Xue Bing held the ruler in her hand and watched the ink man write, and suddenly said, "Uncle Ji, did we know each other before?"

The wolf in the ink man's hand paused, turned his head to look at Xue Bing, couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad in his eyes, and slowly responded: "Maybe!"

When the three words were spoken, his eyes turned to Yifei, and his dark eyes were as sharp as arrows. Yi Fei was surprised, this gaze, and the warm pity in his eyes when talking to Xue Bing, were like two people.

Yi Fei hurriedly lowered his head and silently withdrew his finger that touched the edge of the boat.

The waves are blowing, all the boats on the shore are swaying, and there is even a layer of tide in the boat, why is this small boat so calm and not a drop of tide?

Yi Fei thought in surprise, stretched out his hand to touch the side of the ship, and as soon as his fingers touched the sky perpendicular to the side of the ship, an invisible force went straight into the dantian like lightning.

Yi Fei's body shook, and he obviously saw the ripple-like blue light around the boat flashing, and disappeared in an instant. The blue light enveloped the entire hull of the ship, blocking the tide.

And the point of the blue light is the tip of the ink man's pen.

With such a calm and strong internal force, this ink artist is by no means an ordinary person of calligraphy and painting.

Yifei turned his eyes to look at Xue Bing, but saw that Xue Bing was all focused on this ink man, and he didn't see the scene just now.

After the ink man finished the last word, the wolf pen was put down, and the hull of the boat floated lightly: "Okay!" handed the plum blossom bone fan to Xue Bing, and Xue Bing read happily: "Yushui Canyon?"

Hearing the four words of Yushui Canyon, Yifei was surprised again, and when he was in the corridor that day, his grandfather and Xuanling Dao talked and said the four words of Yushui Canyon.

How could this inkman know about Yushui Canyon?

I saw Xue Bing raise her head and said curiously: "Uncle Ji, what is this Yushui Canyon?"