It's normal to buy books and give them to friends, but if you give them to your own students, it's some...

Shouldn't it have been written by myself? I really can't see through the old man, the young man.

Although it looked quite ordinary, and even had the scoundrel of some old people in the market, the young man always felt that it was very unfathomable, and should not be as ordinary as it seemed.

In fact, the young man himself was really not satisfied with the words he wrote just now, because he realized that the words he wrote were not worthy of the gentleman's senior brother.

I thought about it for a long time, and I realized that I couldn't write anything good tonight.

So he put away his pen and walked to the door of the shop to look at the rain falling from the sky.

The alley is called Old Street, and as its name suggests, it is surprisingly quiet at night, although it is noisy during the day.

Due to the rain washing, standing at the door of the shop at this time, there is no unpleasant smell wafting.

It was the seventh day of his arrival in the capital, and it seemed to rain that day.

After a long time, he shook his head slightly, returned to the shop, turned off the lights, bolted the door, and the fish shop was closed.

As for the very important things that the old man said, the man didn't care much. It's just a book, even if he can't write it again in this life, he won't feel any regrets, for him, just write it.

In the Spirit Academy, the students had already gone home from class, and some of the people who lived in the academy had already rested on their beds, but the dean rarely went out early and returned late.

But no matter how late he returned, there would always be students waiting quietly in the doorless passage of the Spirit Academy.

Sometimes one, sometimes two.

"I've seen the teacher, what trouble did the teacher come back so late?" Ju An hurriedly stepped forward while standing at the gate of the courtyard with an umbrella and asked.

The dean said angrily: "What trouble can I encounter? Looking at that girl every day, I am afraid that her lazy disease will be infected." So today I wanted to go out for a walk and have a look, but I didn't expect to get a lot of money. ”

Ju An followed behind the dean, held an umbrella for him, smiled and asked, "What did the teacher see?"

The dean glanced up, and then suddenly realized that it was raining and there was no moon today, and said with some regret: "I saw a word seller." In the old street and alley in the south of the city, there is a fish shop, the name is good or bad. ”

Ju An looked down at the rough rice paper that his teacher was holding in his hand, thinking that it was this one, and said with a smile: "When did the teacher start to like calligraphy?"

Hearing this, the dean was shocked, and hurriedly looked around, and when he found that it was dark, he breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around and said angrily: "I said, can you be quieter, kid? If you let people know that I don't like calligraphy, wouldn't they think that I, the dean, was bought with money?"

Ju An smiled bitterly, bowed his head and said yes.

The dean looked down at the rice paper in his hand, which was even a little prickly, and muttered: "I really don't like the calligraphy, but I saw that the name of the shop was interesting, so I went in and took it, and when I saw a good one, I took it... Bought back, yes, bought. ”

Ju An remembered his teacher's last sentence, and said to himself as he walked: "The word shop for swimming fish does have a deep meaning, dare to ask the teacher what the word "swimming fish" means?"

The Dean lowered his head in contemplation, and after a moment he spoke: "The focus of the word swimming fish should be 'swimming', but I feel that the word 'fish' is hidden in the mystery, why is it a fish, not a dragon or something else?"

Ju An was a little speechless and explained: "Back to the teacher's words, the word "dragon" does not apply. ”

In this capital, I am afraid that no shop dares to use the word "dragon", but I am afraid that it will be seized by the imperial court on the same day, after all, only His Majesty the emperor dares to wear a dragon robe and sit on a dragon chair.

You dragon can't be used, and the snake is not very suitable for use in the word shop, so it seems that the word fish is really good.

The dean nodded slightly, and said, "I see, this is reasonable. The man explained to me that the word 'swimming fish' is just a 'sheng', but why don't you just write a 'sheng'?"

Ju An's face twitched slightly, and he said, "This, the word shop seems to be a little... Doesn't seem to be too bad. "When I think about it, I see that there doesn't seem to be anything out of place.

The dean nodded slightly, and sighed softly: "The word 'swimming fish' lies in life, and this is the first time I have seen such an explanation. Fish can only survive if they keep swimming, and so should people. But where should the fish swim to, where should the man go, and if he just lived, then why... That's it. At the end, the Dean sighed softly, obviously reluctant to talk about it again.

Ju An's brows furrowed, he hadn't seen his teacher bother with such a thing since the girl in red had come for a long time.

hurriedly persuaded: "The teacher doesn't have to worry too much, he will always know." ”

The dean waved his hand, and said angrily: "That girl has to let her move tomorrow, and I, an old man, are still active every day, how can I sleep all day long? ”

Ju An heard his teacher's words, and suddenly felt that the corners of his mouth were a little dry.

It's hard to remember how I looked when I was teaching, and this is definitely the hardest student I've ever taught.

Not only do the students not listen well to the class, but their teachers often come to make trouble and say that the girl just sleeps for a while, what's wrong?

Seeing that Ju'an couldn't answer for a long time, the dean felt like he had succeeded in his tricks, and laughed happily: "Take your time, don't worry." ”

Ju An replied respectfully, "Yes, teacher." ”

After a long time, he finally walked to the dean's room, put it outside the house with an umbrella, looked at the writing in his teacher's hand and asked with some curiosity, "Dare to ask the teacher what is written on that handwriting?"

The dean glanced down and patted his head with one hand, "I almost forgot about it for a while, so give it to you, see it yourself." ”

Ju An caught it with both hands, held it up and bowed his head and saluted, "Thank you, teacher." ”

Carefully put it on the table and spread it out, and when he saw the seven words that were not big or small, he smiled and said, "Good words." ”

The dean was not surprised by his reaction, his own students naturally understood, if the others were not good, it would be difficult to say the truth, but if it was something that he was good at, such as calligraphy, he would only say it well.

Sitting on the first seat, he glanced at the expression of his student, and asked casually, "How does this picture compare to what you wrote?"

Ju An shook his head, "The student is not as good as him, dare to ask the teacher not to compare the student with this person." ”

The dean sucked his teeth and said angrily: "It's just that they will be polite to each other and praise each other, maybe that person will say the same thing." ”

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Ju An replied with a wry smile: "This painting is really good, thank you for the gift." ”

The dean waved his hand, "I naturally know that this handwriting is good, but I know better how my students are." I am content with when you will have half the confidence in your future little nephew. ”

Ju An saluted respectfully and said, "Students are taught." ”

It's a pity that he can't write that word anymore. The Dean suddenly sighed.

Ju An naturally knew what the word in the teacher's mouth was, and he frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "This character was written by a cultivator of the Tong Fu Clan?"

The dean shook his head, and there was a look of regret in his eyes, "No, no, no, it's just an ordinary person who failed to open the mountain." ”

If you haven't practiced, you can write a natal talisman, which is too shocking. Ju An has never been so excited, and said, "Teacher, I want to go and see." ”

The dean stared at his student and couldn't help but smile, waved his hand to signal him not to be excited, and said: "The matter of the talisman is about to be lost, except for the kid Qinglian who is no longer out of the Book Pavilion, all the cultivators who are proficient in the talisman are trying to find their own heirs to ensure that they can be passed on. I know what you have in mind, but you should also know what the absence of the natal talisman means to those of you who practice it. ”

"If you can't write the first talisman, you can't write the second. And the natal talisman is the first way. Ju An was puzzled: "But the student is puzzled, since he has already written the first way, why can't he write the second way?"

The Dean shook his head slightly, "You can practice after the mountain is opened, and some cultivators who are familiar with the things of the talisman can inject the aura into it when they write the talisman, and that is the first talisman, that is, the natal talisman." He has never practiced, but he can write the natal talisman in advance, although I don't know how he did it, but his attainments in the talisman may really be no less than you in the future. ”

This has never happened, and no one has been able to do it.

If this matter came out, the shock among the Fu Gong cultivators would probably be no less than Dean He's breakthrough fugue.

Ju An's hands were already trembling slightly, and he regretted in his heart, no matter what, without the natal talisman, he would not be able to write a second way after all.

The dean knew what his student's mood was, and suddenly thought of something, thought carefully for a while, and said, "Can others urge the natal talisman?"

Ju An was slightly stunned, shook his head and nodded.

The dean said angrily: "Nodding and shaking your head again, what do you want to express?"

Ju An hurriedly explained: "If you go back to the teacher, the natal talisman generally cannot be urged by others, because once it is written, it can establish a connection with itself. ”

"How do you connect?"

"When you write, you just need to inject aura. ”

The two of them suddenly realized at the same time, and the dean nodded slightly and shook his head slightly: "He has never practiced, so that natal talisman is equivalent to only writing a prototype, and then being taken away, so that it can be explained, but his character can no longer be written." ”

If you write the first way, you can write the second way, and only when you write the second way can you really pass the talisman.

And without the natal talisman, it is destined to have no fate with the talisman.

Ju An sat down slowly on the table, feeling sorry for it again.