Zhou Bai took a closer look, only to know that this word is by no means simple, subtle and subtle falling paper smoke clouds, although the pen is scattered, but the text on the paper lasts forever, condensed between the words into the wood for three points. Although he did not have much contact with pen and ink calligraphy in his previous life, and his impression of Wang Xizhiyan Zhenqing was only in middle school Chinese textbooks and pretending to be forced to write historical online texts, but because of the existence of Haoran's righteousness and perception system, he had a spirituality for literary works, which can be said to have given him a pair of eyes that could find beauty, coupled with the mutual induction between Haoran's qi and literary atmosphere, so that he could see at a glance the true meaning of this back-to-basics calligraphy, and unconsciously brought a trace of respect.

"This gentleman," Zhou Bai called Mr. "I don't know what Mr. is called?" The middle-aged literati looked up and saw Zhou Bai's extraordinary bearing, and hurriedly got up and saluted, "Take care of it in Hengyang." ”

Zhou Bai was relieved, it turned out to be this one. But it was when Zhou Bai wrote "Song of Righteousness" in Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen had euphemistically complained that Zhou Bai's font was not very good, after Zhou Bai tried to fool the past, the two began to discuss the calligraphy of the world, during which Ning Caichen highly respected everyone was Hengyang Gu Xizhi, who was a court knife and pen officer, and then resigned for some reason, his calligraphy is ethereal like smoke and the pen is delicate and delicate, deeply loved by the officials, the handbook "Taihe Sutra" and "Jinghua Jixiao" The official family can't put it down, including "Jinghua Jixiao" Under the forcible request of a group of Confucians, the official family endured the pain and cut their love, and let it be visited in the Tai Academy. I heard Ning Caichen say that Gu everyone's calligraphy is sharp and exciting, like a great river to the east. Now Zhou Bai seems to have found that there is a discrepancy with what Ning Caichen said, and the words are mostly thick and heavy like water, and Ze is covered by everything. I want to take care of everyone's other adventures.

"In Xiayingchuan Zhoubai, I have seen everyone Gu. Zhou Bai said. "Seeing that everyone is extraordinary, I came to make friends. ”

"It's just a white ding, where is everyone's name. Gu Xizhi said with a smile. "If Zhou Gongzi is interested, sit down together. ”

"Thank you. ”

Zhou Bai by the spirit of Haoran and the spirit of the air of the traction, and Gu Xizhi chatted more and more speculative, the two soon met late, Zhou Bai's whimsical let Gu Xizhi open his eyes, one has been affected by modern civilization and understood the truth of all things in the world, one can be called a generation of Confucianism and after resigning, he traveled all over the north and south of the river to understand the human geography of various places. The communication between the two gradually attracted the guests next to him, and the originally noisy hall became quiet, and the king butcher saw that no one listened to him boast anymore, and he was not angry, he touched the belt around his waist, picked up the teapot and drank the tea leaves in one go, chewed the slightly bitter tea leaves and left the back door happily.

Zhou Bai learned more about the world in Gu Xizhi's mouth, the alien races in the north, the drunken gold fans in the south, the rebellious people, the troubled cults, and the evil spirits that harm people. After drinking a pot of tea, they realized how the surroundings had become so quiet, and looking at the guests who were looking at them, the two looked at each other and laughed.

After checking out and going out, Gu Xizhi learned that Zhou Bai had nowhere to rest when he first came here, so he invited Zhou Bai to rest in the courtyard where he temporarily lived. The sympathy between the literati made him not want to refuse, after all, Gu Xizhi gave him a feeling completely different from Hu Zhou who took him on a ride, although he and Hu Zhou also had a good conversation, but the nobility on his body faintly repelled the Haoran Qi in his body, so he was not very willing to have a deep friendship with Hu Zhou and Zhou Bai, presumably Hu Zhou was the same. And Gu Xizhi's body has a profound literary spirit, especially when he writes, it is almost condensed into words! And the Haoran Qi in his body is also an advanced product of literary qi, so literati will subconsciously give the greatest favor when they meet him. And he is more or less the same according to the other party's temperament.

Bought some cold dishes, Gu Xizhi carried two jars of wine, and took Zhou Bai to the small courtyard where he lived temporarily next to the market, at this time the sunset was about to set, and the full moon was gradually appearing in the east.

Zhou Bai never asked Gu Xizhi why he recorded the butcher's experience in the inn, and Gu Xizhi never said. When the wine was drunk, Gu Xizhi's eyes were confused, and he couldn't help but say the reason.

When he was appointed to become the imperial sword and pen officer in the year of the weak crown, he was respected by everyone for his calligraphy, and he was almost entertained every day. Although he picked up his frail and sick wife from his hometown, he was too busy to take care of him, and his wife was also knowledgeable and reasonable, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction, but every time he came home late, there would be a bowl of his favorite barley porridge handed to him. In this way, several years passed, and everyone respected him even more, and even the emperor asked him for calligraphy copying. It was a year of Qingming, the court held a grand sacrifice, the emperor ordered him to write a sacrifice to the emperor, just when he went out, his wife sorted out his clothes as usual, he liked to see the expression of her raising her head in front of him to sort out the hair crown for herself, serious and affectionate, at this time looking at her eyes, the strong love can almost melt herself. But this time.... When his wife was tidying up her clothes, she suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, splashing a blood flower on Gu Xizhi's chest, Gu Xizhi hurriedly supported his soft wife, trying to stop the blood gushing out of her mouth, but he didn't know what to do. Flustered, he could only keep shouting doctor, doctor.

At the end of the festival, the emperor dismissed him from office in absence. Reading his talent is known as resignation to the outside world, and everyone is not allowed to pass it on.

Because his wife loved to hear stories, he often sent people to the tavern inn to buy stories for her to tell, and four months later his wife died in his arms. Before leaving, she forced a smile and said that she wanted to collect stories from Xianggong and tell them to her every Qingming Festival.

So he left the capital, marched around the country, collected stories in various places, and returned to his wife's grave every Qingming every year to tell her to tell. Gradually, he himself also liked to collect stories, so he slowly let go of his sadness, and his calligraphy also broke through again with the help of God, and every time he put pen to paper, he could feel that there was a mysterious breath generated.

The gathering of literary qi is the sign of Confucianism, but he did not care about these when he entered the Tao with calligraphy, and now he is just a white scholar who collects stories, enjoying the fun of collecting stories, rather than the achievements of advanced Confucianism.

Zhou Bai felt it, so he told Gu Xizhi the story of a female ghost named Xiaoqian in Lanruo Temple and a scholar Ning Caichen who collected debts, and Gu Xizhi wrote it down. After the story was told, Gu Xizhi couldn't help but sigh that ghosts are also good and bad.

The two drank again, and at night, the stars twinkled and the moonlight was like water. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, Zhou Bai woke up in an instant, and hurriedly pulled Gu Xizhi, who was still drinking, and looked at the door of the small courtyard with a cautious face, and approached...... It's coming......

The door was pushed open, and a bearded man with condensed yin qi strode in with a huge rabbit. It was seen to be nine feet tall (the ancient size varied, so it borrowed the modern size), a strong figure, and a black coat painted with mysterious textures. The eyes are round and glowing with a pale light, and the ears hang down to the shoulders, and the voice is like thunder. "Hahaha! Brother Gu, what did I bring you, brother?"

Gu Xizhi pulled Zhou Bai, "Brother Zhou Xian, don't be nervous, this is my friend Judge Shen." ”

"I didn't expect there to be guests here?" Judge Shen was a little surprised, the other party's solemn expression and inexplicably terrifying anger let him know that this scholar was definitely not an ordinary person. "It's ....... Amazing, amazing. Brother Gu, you are a great friend. ”

Gu Xizhijiu woke up a little, turned his head and glanced at Zhou Bai, this is a legendary thing, and the only person who has been true so far is Yasheng. As a well-informed person, he really knew the horror of this power. But now he doesn't care about this anymore, so he's just surprised.

It turned out to be an authentic Yin God, no wonder the Yin Qi was rich and pure, Zhou Bai let down his vigilance, why should Gu Xizhi's friend be wary of himself, dissipating the condensed Haoran Qi, Zhou Bai greeted Judge Shen with a smile, "In Xiayingchuan Zhou Bai, I have seen Judge Shen." ”

"Hello Brother Zhou, since you are Brother Gu's friend, you don't have to be polite, if you want, just call me Brother Shen." ”

Judge Shen waved his sleeves, and a chair flew out of the room, and Judge Shen sat down at the table.

"Brother Gu is not real, he didn't call me when he drank, and I brought you wild game to satisfy your hunger. Judge Shen snatched the wine jar from Gu Xizhi's hand and drank it all, good wine! I saw Judge Shen's eyes roll, his left hand fished, and the wine jar in Zhou Bai's hand was also snatched away, and he drank it all again!

"It's not good, it's not good. Zhou Bai and Gu Xizhi drank half of the two jars of wine, and the rest went into Judge Shen's stomach, and Judge Shen still felt unhappy. Sticking out his nose and sniffing, he stood up and circled around the corner, "Hey~ What are you doing as a robber." How can there be wine in my house? Gu Xizhi saw that most of the wine was sober, and said anxiously.

"Hehe, you can still hide it from me. Judge Shen looked smug, stretched out his hand to the corner, passed through the soil, and took out two jars of sealed pulp liquor intact. "Every time you go out to find a story, you will bring two jars of original wine, although I bet to lose to you, I can't steal the original wine sealed in your house. But I didn't promise you that I couldn't take you out?"

wiped his saliva and put two jars of ten-pound raw wine on the table, "Brother Zhou, stop Gu Laojiao." Dude will take you to drink good wine!"

Judge Shen drooled as he peeled off the sealing mud, "This Gu Lao is too picky, obviously my sister-in-law will seal the original wine for him every year, and he is not willing to share my jar." I'm afraid that if I ask his sister-in-law for it, he will bet on me. ”

Zhou Bai looked interesting, so he helped Judge Shen stop Gu Xizhi, who had a painful face. At this moment, Gu Xizhi's literati temperament has all been lost. "You bastard! Wine is to be tasted, are you a taster! Tyrannical creatures!!!Hey!!! pour less and pour less!! hey!! you livestock, do you drink raw wine like this?"

When Judge Shen drank a full bowl beautifully and closed his eyes to reminisce, Zhou Bai let go of Gu Xizhi.

"What a waste. It's a waste...."Gu Xizhi saw that the wine had been opened, and in desperation, he snatched the wine jar in Judge Shen's hand, poured a small half bowl for Zhou Bai, and said bitterly, "Brother Zhou Xian, this wine is the original wine, it is very easy to get intoxicated, and the first drink of Brother Xian should be in moderation." ”

Judge Shen looked disdainful, hypocritical, really hypocritical. Zhou Bai picked up the amber original wine, and the strong but not strong grain aroma and wine aroma surrounded the tip of the nose, and it was secreted unconsciously. The wine syrup reflected the full moon, and Zhou Bai couldn't bear to swallow his mouth. Turning his head to look, he saw that at some point, Gu Xizhi had replaced the wine bowl with two large celadon bowls, poured a full bowl, and continued to pour wine while lying on the table facing the bowl.

"Full but not overflowing, the real wine fairy also. Judge Shen said sarcastically. Judge Shen's old face turned red, and he glanced at the stunned Zhou Bai, and then stopped his shameless behavior of pouring and drinking.

Zhou Bai couldn't help laughing, this is the real person. It's not an NPC that follows the setting immutably, nor is it the calligrapher in front of the person, but a mortal who lets go of his mood in front of his friends.

Zhou Bai picked up the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp, and directly snatched the wine jar in the hand of Judge Shen, who was about to pour the wine, "No, this is not good." I'm too little, not enough to stuff my teeth, I have to make up, I have to make up. ”

The original wine has too much stamina, and the three of them can drink a jar, and Zhou Bai no longer knows about it.