He returned to the room with the jade box, put it on the table, and watched quietly.

Chen Tang knew in his heart that this thing should be a gift from Hu without regrets.

Hu Buregret's personality is diametrically opposed to Hu Buxi, she is quiet and troublesome, and she also gives full respect when she goes to class before.

The main reason for going to Fushan to study is the transmission of the Dharma promised by the Fusheng Taoist, so Chen Tang believes that even if his reading voice can help the other party, it does not mean that Hu does not regret that he owes him anything.

However, many things are not as simple as owing one and paying one back.

If it could be that simple, it would be great.

After thinking about it, Chen Tang reached out and lifted the lid of the jade box and saw the contents - he wasn't worried about fraud or anything inside, because it was completely unnecessary.

An inkstone lay quietly inside.

The muddy body is white and flawless, but it is not crystal clear, the material is very pure, not mixed with the slightest variegation, like a piece of mutton fat solidified.

This is an inkstone carved and sharpened from beautiful jade.

The typical shape of the dustpan, there is a shape on the inkstone, carved with a strange beast, a bit like a frog, entrenched on it, quite agile, with an open mouth, facing the center of the inkstone.

The most important thing for a reader is the four treasures of the study, and the inkstone is one of the four treasures.

Chen Tang has an understanding of inkstones, but he has rarely heard of jade, most of which are made of strange stones, tile porcelain, etc.

After all, the inkstone is different from the paperweight, it is not an ornament, it pays more attention to functionality, the ink is fast, the ink is fine, it can be called a treasure.

Take the beautiful jade inkstone out of the box, the feel is delicate, quite good, and there is a gentle feeling, as if this jade material has flesh and blood.

Look more carefully, and see that on the edge of the inkstone, on the left and right, there is a poem engraved on each side: there are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon;

Chen Tang suddenly smiled.

Although Hu Buregret did not understand the allusions used in the poem, he has to say that it is engraved on this beautiful jade inkstone, which is quite appropriate.

Or, Yin Kingdom, really has a place like Lantian that can produce beautiful jade?

After admiring the appearance, Chen Tang immediately took an ink ingot and tested it.

This ink ingot was bought in Sibaozhai, which is of medium quality, not inferior ink, but it is not very good.

After a few grinds, the effect was quickly noticed. The ink is quite fast, at least half faster than the inkstone originally used by Chen Tang; and then look at the ink that comes out, it is fine and fine, without a bit of dregs, black and shiny.

Smelling, there is a faint fragrance!

This situation did not exist before. It can't be the fragrance of the ink ingot itself, it can only be attributed to this beautiful jade inkstone.

Chen Tang couldn't help but immediately pick up the pen and ink, and began to write.

The flow seems to be much smoother. The ink falls on the paper, as if taking root, very full, condensed but not scattered.

Chen Tang continued to conduct the next test, put the inkstone containing the ink on the windowsill, and looked again after a while, and saw that the ink in the inkwell was still rippling, without the slightest sign of solidification. If you change to an ordinary inkstone, I am afraid that if you don't use it for a while, the ink will be hard and you will not be able to write.

In the end, Chen Tang poured out the ink and used water to clean the inkstone, and the water flowed through, as smooth as a mirror, without leaving any ink at all, and it looked like new and spotless.

"Good inkstone!"

Chen Tang couldn't help but speak out in appreciation.

If the pen is the scholar's sword, then the inkstone is the knight's horse, Hu does not regret choosing to send this thing, it is really exquisite, impeccable.

Chen Tang is not a hypocritical person, he received this gift, his heart was open, and he also gave the inkstone a name, called: Frog Yan!

......

Waiting for the days when the list is released, I am always nervous and bored. The members of the crowd were also in no mood to go out to play in the mountains and rivers, and they were like prisoners waiting for the verdict, honestly nesting at home.

Chen Tang was not used to living like this, and thought that he would take this opportunity to complete the moves of "Liuhe Ben Thunder Hand".

By the way, find some ways to make money - the recent expenses are huge, and there is a real need for new inputs.

So, he repeated his old tricks and told Su Ling that he wanted to go out for a walk.

Su Ling was very deceitful, and she didn't have the slightest suspicion, she only repeatedly told Chen Tang to dress warmly and eat well, and not to go too far......

was earnest, which made Chen Tang feel a little guilty.

This time, when he went out, he had a clear purpose, was well prepared, and did not need to carry books and other things, so he carried a small burden on his back. After walking out of Hanmo Street, he found a no-man's land, changed his face to Mowgli with ease, and strode towards the Nasheng Martial Arts Hall.

"Hey, Mowgli senior!"

When Fu Mingjin, the eldest disciple of the Shengwu Pavilion, saw him, he immediately recognized him and was very surprised.

"Brother Fu, why is the martial arts hall a little deserted today, and the apprentices didn't come to practice boxing?"

Chen Tang glanced at the martial arts hall and noticed some clues.

Fu Mingjin smiled bitterly: "It's hard to say, hey, my master can talk about his predecessors very much." ”

Chen Tang asked, "Oh, where is the old pavilion master?"

When Fu Mingjin took him to see Li Shan, Chen Tang couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing the old hall owner lying on the bed, his face was pale and coughing, and the room was filled with a smell of medicinal herbs.

How long has it been since then, and why did you become sick like this?

When Li Shan saw him, he showed joy and struggled to get up to greet him.

Chen Tang hurriedly stepped forward and held him down: "The old hall master doesn't have to be polite. ”

Li Shan sighed: "When you are old, the disease will break out, and it will be like a mountain, and I am afraid that time is running out." ”

When Chen Tang heard this, he didn't know what to say.

Foreign martial artists, most of them are like this, when they are young, their fists and feet are vigorous, vigorous and powerful, but once they are in their prime, they are riddled with diseases, and there are few long-lived people. Only by breaking through to the realm of the inner family, violently turning into strength, slowly dissolving stasis, and eliminating dark diseases, can we turn things around and raise our bodies again.

It's just the inner realm, how easy is it to talk about?

Chen Tang met by chance, and suddenly made friends with Zhao Sanye and Zhan Yangchun.

Li Shan looked at him and asked, "Senior is here, I don't know what is going on?"

Chen Tang smiled: "I have been practicing boxing in retreat some time ago, and when I came out today, I just stopped by to take a look." ”

Li Shan sighed: "If the seniors come two days late, I'm afraid that they won't be able to see this Shengwu Pavilion." ”

"Oh, why is that?"

Chen Tang asked.

Li Shan said: "I don't know if you have heard of the Tiger Head Gang. ”

"I've heard a little, and I heard that it's a local tyrant, black and white, and it's very fierce. ”

Chen Tang said slowly.

"How fierce?"

Li Shan said indignantly: "It's like a wolf and a tiger, eating people without spitting out bones." Three days ago, the Tiger Head Gang suddenly came to my Shengwu Pavilion and asked me to hand over the secret of "Ben Lei Mallet", but I refused, he said to me that it would last for three days, and if I did not obey, I would be removed from Panzhou and erased. ”

Chen Tang asked, "Then how does the old pavilion master deal with it?"

Li Shan said: "Although this "Running Thunder Mallet" is not a powerful martial art, it is the foundation of our life, I will definitely not hand it over, I thought about dismissing the apprentice and leaving Panzhou, but this body is not angry, bedridden, and difficult to travel long distances, so I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crackling sound outside.

Immediately, an apprentice ran in in with a panicked face and said, "Master, the people of the Tiger Head Gang are here!"