In the solitary fast, Ye Junsheng sat upright in the study - the house was quite large, and a separate study room could be set up. Scholars don't have a study, which is really not like words. It's just that there aren't many books in the house nowadays, and it costs a lot of money to buy books, and you need to accumulate them.

The oil lamp is lit, illuminating a ball of brilliance, reflecting the scene of "Spirit Fox Picture", which is more and more lifelike.

In the distant mountains and near the forest, the grass and the bluestones, the little white fox sitting seriously reading a book, under the reflection of some hazy lights, looks like it is about to come to life.

Ye Junsheng spread out the four treasures of the study, groaned slightly, and wrote a big word "Ding" on the white paper.

This character is written very energetically, the pen and ink are full, the strokes are flat and stable, giving people a very stable feeling, the words are on the paper, stable as a rock.

Everyone has negative emotions, and if you want to calm down as soon as possible, you need to adjust yourself. Such as monks, monks, Taoists, etc., will have times when they are impetuous. They often calm their emotions by bathing and fasting, meditating, or knocking on wooden fish and counting rosaries.

As a scholar, Ye Junsheng's self-adjustment method is to write, which is quite effective.

When the word "ding" was written, the heart that was originally a little turbulent slowly stabilized. So he began to close his eyes and recuperate, almost when he was on fire, his thoughts moved, and his soul came out of his body.

Fluttering, first set a certain mind, and then the body drilled into the spirit fox diagram - hum, sure enough, there is no cave.

The next moment, he seemed to have entered a brilliant world like flowers: the sun was shining here, as if there would never be a night, the air here was fresh, and when he took a breath, the whole person was like a spring breeze, and the pores of his whole body were spreading...... Ye Junsheng sighed in his heart, could it be that this "Spirit Fox Picture" is actually a mysterious magic weapon?

It's just that this space is by no means as big as it seems, and the mountains and forests in the distance seem to be fake, and they can only be seen for decoration, and they can't go over. I had to take a winding mountain path, walk more than a dozen steps, and make a turn, and I came to the place where the white fox was studying.

"Hey, where's the white fox?"

As far as the eye could see, the big bluestone was there, but the white fox who was supposed to sit on the stone was nowhere to be seen. I searched around, but I still didn't find anything.

What's going on?

Ye Junsheng was a little vague, and wanted to go into the forest to look for it, but he couldn't get in at all. There seems to be an invisible wall in front of it, and it is impossible to pass through.

Laugh at!

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared on the highest mountain peak in the distance, and then the pictures flashed like a movie. Taken together, these images become a story – a very clichéd one:

A girl who looks like a fairy falls in love with a poor scholar, and the two fall in love, make a private decision for life, and live together. A few years later, the woman gave birth to a child. But at this time, the heavens and the earth changed, and a very powerful enemy came and attacked and killed the woman. In the process, the scholar was soon killed. Determined to die with her enemies, the grief-stricken woman conjured a cyan fox and made it flee with the baby on its back...... At this point, the picture disappears, and it stops.

It is undeniable that this story is very bloody, and in a jargon, it is called "Rotten Street", but Ye Junsheng immersed himself in it:

The brutality of the scholar's killing, the woman's grief at the death of her husband, the rupture with the enemy, the sad crying baby taken away by the green fox...... Many emotions have been deeply imprinted into Ye Junsheng's heart. At this time, he was not just an outsider, as if he was already in it.

It's just that what does this story imprinted in the painting want to tell him?

...... Syllable!

A light burst on, and although the sound was small, it still woke Ye Junsheng up all of a sudden. He looked up blankly and found that the soul god had returned, and on the bookcase, the "Spirit Fox Diagram" was placed upright, and the position had not been moved.

In the painting, the little white fox sits on the bluestone, holding the scroll and looking at it, which is very anthropomorphic.

Suddenly, the white fox's gaze shifted, raised it slightly, and blinked at Ye Junsheng, who was looking at the scroll outside-although this blinking action was fast, less than a second, but this time Ye Junsheng definitely saw it clearly: at that moment, it seemed to be eternal.

A moment of blinking, a moment of liveliness, and a moment of charm all made him unforgettable in this life.

"The red dust is like dyeing the green mountains, and the people's hearts are like ghosts and foxes. ”

Call!

Ye Junsheng rolled up the scroll and hid it close to his body, his thoughts were still turbulent. He thinks a lot, including searching dryly trying to bring back old memories of his former nerd. It's a pity that these memories are all related to books, and the things I had when I was a child were basically forgotten, and they were very fragmented.

It's so shattered that it doesn't look like it at all.

That's it, the mystery will be solved one day.

It's not early, and I'm extremely tired just out of my body, so I should go to bed and get rest.

When I woke up, it was another sunny day.

In the early days of the opening of the Solitaire Fast, the business has not been good, in fact, it is very bad, because it has not opened at all. During this period, a few customers came to the door, but they basically ran away after a circle.

If you write well, you can only be called a calligrapher, and if you are not famous, you can only be called a calligraphy lover. Who wants to spend money to buy a pair of little-known pen and ink to go back? Hanging in the hall may make people laugh. After all, calligraphy is a work of art, and in addition to appreciation, the value of the collection is greater.

Generally, only the works of famous artists are worth collecting.

However, for such a situation, Ye Junsheng has long been mentally prepared. Originally, he wanted to comfort Ye Junmei, but he didn't need to worry, but his sister preemptively comforted him first:

"Brother, don't worry, your handwriting is so good, I believe that sooner or later someone will read the goods. ”

Seeing that his sister was so sensible and well-behaved, Ye Junsheng was so angry that he had lunch at home and went back to the academy. Originally, he didn't feel at ease when he let Ye Junmei guard the store alone, but there were great sages and pigs ascending to heaven in the backyard, so he didn't have to worry about being harassed.

These two guys are not good at stubble, they are in a panic, and they have been ordered by the master, and they just wish that no one would come to make trouble.

"Bah, such a painting actually costs a hundred yuan, you might as well grab it!"

In the shop, a man dressed as a scholar in a robe scolded angrily. The sound is a little sandy, and when it is raised, it is like a duck calling.

When Ye Junmei heard this, his face couldn't help but turn a little red: he was not ashamed of his own high price, but angry that the other party insulted his brother's work.

"I said sister, I'll pay ten cents, sell it to me. ”

As he spoke, he grinned and couldn't help but glance at Ye Jun's beautiful face. It is better to say that he is here to buy words, but it is better to say that he is here to peep at people.

Ye Junmei said disgustedly: "I don't sell a penny less, and if you don't know the goods, please go away." The other party has been wandering around the store several times, and she has no virtue in her mouth, so she has long wanted to pick up the chicken feather Zenzi and pick people directly.

The man jumped up: "Ten cents is too low? Hmph, I put the words here, except for me, no one will buy this broken word, as waste paper is almost the same." ”

This sign is very good...... 'outside the world of the king's life, the spirit is stubborn'? This pair should originate from Wang Majie's sentence of 'outside the world of the river, and the mountains are in the middle of nothing', but it is easy to come and go, only change the four characters, and the realm will change awe-inspiringly, and suddenly the intention is slightly blank, and there is no other mind. Okay, Huang Gong, Li Gong, we should go in and have a look. ”

With a clear voice, a group of several people stepped in, which suddenly made the store seem a little cramped.

This group of people is a little complicated at the end of the composition. The one in the center, with a long and jade body, dressed as a rich man, with a short beard, with a smooth complexion, always with a gentle smile; the two beside him were both old, with long beards and fluttering beards, and their posture was like that, and their clothes were extraordinary; followed by two strong men, with burly bodies and shining eyes, they looked very strong.

He was followed by four followers.

Although they are numerous, they are well-layered, and they are not idle and disorganized.

These people poured in, Ye Junmei was slightly startled, and then calmed down, and greeted crisply: "Do you want to buy a copybook?" ”

The boy glanced at her and was secretly stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a stunning calligraphy shop in this alley. Although he is still young and does not apply lead, he is more and more fresh and refined, and he is moving. However, he has seen countless people in the world, and he is not very greedy when it comes to women, so he turns away at a glance and concentrates on reading the words.

"Good word!"

A sigh of admiration blurted out.

The child's eyes flashed with appreciation: "A good picture of 'walking to the poor place of water, sitting and watching the clouds rise', the poetic meaning of the word, seamlessly combined, not free and easy, not this word." ”

"Well, this one is better, 'The bright moon was there at that time, and the clouds returned', the words are good, and the sentences are better. But I don't know who wrote these two sentences, how can I not see them?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the two old men, thinking that they must have read them. The two old men looked at each other, dazed.

Childe was stunned: Could it be that these two sentences were created by the other party?

In the shop, there are only 10 posters, which are not many, and you can read them after a while.

While watching, Gongzi couldn't help nodding, and after reading it, he asked, "Li Gong, Huang Gong, what do you think?"

The old man named Huang Gong nodded and agreed: "Yes, I didn't expect that there is such a bookbook shop in this Nandu Lane." Such a level is enough to make a name for himself in Moxiang Lane. ”

Moxiang Lane is a street of calligraphy and painting in Jizhou, and most of the works with horizontal levels are sold there.

Another Li Gong said with a beard: "It's true, but looking at its seal, it's strange to sign 'Outsiders' without signing his real name." ”

The boy smiled: "This is fine, if it weren't for the lack of time, I really want to meet this person." Okay, I'll buy this one. Hehe, the price is not low, it seems that this outsider is very confident. ”

What I want to buy is "the bright moon was there at that time, and I returned to the clouds".

At this time, the duck man who was in the store first shouted: "Don't make a rash decision this son, this store is dark, such a few words, it actually sells for more than 100 yuan, kill pigs." ”

Hearing this, Ye Junmei was anxious and angry, and finally someone bought words, if he was driven away by this person's fart, it would be really hateful.

The boy glanced at the man, unmoved, and said coldly: "People's shops clearly mark prices, and the buying and selling are voluntary, how can you say that you are a black shop? ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, a strong man came up to pay and take the word.

After receiving the first business income, Ye Junmei smiled: Everything is difficult at the beginning, and after the beginning, it will be easy to do in the future.

The group then left, leaving only the duck boy still in the store.

Ye Junmei glanced at him, shook a handful of money with a heart, his voice was crisp, and he gestured: Your ten cents, let's go buy waste paper.

The duck male man was still stiff-mouthed, and sneered: "The stinky pig's head also has a bodhisattva to want, and it's just a shit luck." In my opinion, this is the only one that can be sold. ”

Before the words fell, an attendant hurriedly entered the door and said to Ye Junmei: "Girl, take down all your words, my master has bought them all." ”

"Bought them all?"

Ye Junmei was pleasantly surprised, and he couldn't believe his ears. It's been almost a month since the shop was opened, and no one cared about it, and I never thought that it would be swept away today. Big ups and downs, unexpected.

"Not bad. ”

As he spoke, he took out the money. Pack up the remaining nine calligraphy and take them away.

At this scene, the duck male man saw it in his eyes, and his face became a little blue and white, hot.

A moment later, another attendant came running out of breath, looked at the empty walls of the shop, and exclaimed, "Girl, where are the letters?"

Ye Junmei recognized him, as well as the entourage just now, who were all with the rich boy, and couldn't help but wonder a little, and replied, "Your companion came just now, and they all bought it." ”

"Oh, I was preempted by Master Li, I have to hurry up and tell the master. ”

The attendant stomped his foot and quickly ran out again.

As if acting, the calligraphy that no one cared about like waste paper was actually rushed to buy at a high price, and the duck male man was a little dizzy, and his brain couldn't turn around all of a sudden, and his footsteps were still floating when he walked out of the solitary fasting: What's wrong with this world? Write a few words casually, you can sell them for hundreds of dollars, and that's all there is to it...... Disheveled!

He was hit hard behind him, fell to the ground, and then seemed to be pressed by a small mountain, almost unable to breathe, but he didn't know what was pressing his body, and then a stinky bloody mouth appeared in front of him.

"What's that?"

The duck male man was so frightened that he couldn't scream, so he was arched in by the stinky mouth, smelly and greasy, so disgusting that his stomach turned over, but he couldn't spit it out.

Hum!

With a smug call, da-da-da, the fat figure fled and disappeared in an instant.

The male duck male man finally got up, and vomited which one was called "earth-shattering", almost even vomited up the yellow bile water, thinking back to what happened just now, and said in shock: "Could it be that it was a pig just now?" God, I actually arched a pig, in this world, but there is still justice...... Woooooooo

In the backyard of the fasting alone, the pig demon lay back on the haystack beautifully, and the great sage asked, "Is the matter done?"

"Of course. ”

"How?"

"I arched the top, but unfortunately there was no arch behind, I don't know what it tasted like, and I was looking forward to it. ”

When the great sage heard this, he was covered in a chill, thinking to himself how the old man could get this rammed goods back, this is against the sky......

(To be continued)