This bamboo leaf green has been stunned by Chu Ci with internal qi, like a piece of firewood lying on the ground, Chu Ci is thinking about how to deal with its problems. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Chu Ci took the initiative at this moment, he still didn't dare to turn a deaf ear to the movements around him, the last time he was taken advantage of by this bamboo leaf green because of carelessness, and a surprise sneak attack almost killed him, the same mistake, it was enough to make it once.

When heaven and earth are united, the scene that comes to mind within a radius of 100 meters is spiritual consciousness, which is a self-evident common sense for cultivators, and it can be said to be a household name. It's just that Chu Ci doesn't know much about this, he only knows that this is a particularly useful magical power, and now Chu Ci once again uses his spiritual sense to check the scene within a radius of 100 meters, whether there are dangerous things, the grass next to it, the wild flowers, and even the rocks and fragments of different fat and thin must be checked, and there is no big mistake in being careful.

All kinds of scenery came into his mind, very clear, as if looking directly at it in the daytime, Chu Ci was not afraid of trouble, and checked it very carefully, in less than a minute, the faces of these scenes were completely peeped at by Chu Ci, and he did not find that he could threaten his existence, so he put down the stone in his heart.

"No, there are a few words carved on the side of a rock just now, it seems to be 'Wang Xizhi's tomb', didn't the book saint Wang Xizhi retire in Jinting until he died?

Chu Ci had just recalled, and the font on a rock on the left that was comparable to half a refrigerator made him reverie infinitely, turned his head, stared at the rock, and said in disbelief.

Wang Xizhizi Yi Shao, Han nationality, a famous calligrapher in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, is known as the "saint of calligraphy". Langya people, later moved to Huiji Shanyin, in his later years, he lived in seclusion in Jinting, Yan County.

He successively served as secretary Xun, General Ning Yuan, Jiangzhou Assassin History, and later Huiji Internal History, leading the right general. Its calligraphy is good at both li, grass, Kai, and line, and the body is carefully studied, the heart is copied and chased, and the strengths of the people are widely drawn, and the body is refined, and it is smelted in a furnace, getting rid of the Han and Wei pen styles, becoming a family of its own, and has a far-reaching influence.

The style is peaceful and natural, the gestures are euphemistic and subtle, and the style is beautiful and beautiful. The representative work "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is known as "the first book in the world". In the history of calligraphy, he and his son Wang Xianzhi are collectively known as the "two kings"

Wang Xizhi's calligraphy has influenced generations of scholars. Ouyang Xun of the Tang Dynasty, Yu Shinan, Zhu Suiliang, Xue Ji, and Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, Yang Ningshi of the Five Dynasties, Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu, Cai Xiang of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Mengfu of the Yuan Dynasty, Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty, these famous calligraphers of the past dynasties are sincerely convinced by Wang Xi's heart, so he enjoys the reputation of "calligraphy saint".

"Since I've come here, whether it's true or not, I'll just go over and watch it, even if it's someone else's prank, Ben can endure it. Chu Ci remembered that Wang Xizhi likes to travel with friends, maybe the few Xingshu fonts that came to mind just now were written by Wang Xizhi himself, even if it is less than one in ten thousand possibilities, Chu Ci is still willing to find out.

Regarding the bamboo leaf green next to his feet, Chu Ci has no interest, mind and time to clean it up now, so he has to put it in the storage ring and release it when he is free to relieve his boredom.

With a look of some excitement, he walked towards the rock suspiciously, but it was only a dozen steps away, and in a few breaths it was in front of it. The rock is dark brown in color, and the texture looks very hard, but there is no lack of mild and delicate beauty.

The five characters of "Wang Xizhi's Tomb" are made of silver hooks painted with iron, but they are no match for the wind and sand of history and the vicissitudes of life, and they have been covered with many moss and light scratches, and on the whole, they are still intact.

"This should be Wang Xizhi's real handiwork, right? I just didn't expect it to appear here, no one cared about it, and the moss was densely covered on it, preserved in the wind, frost, rain and snow. Is it just that Wang Xizhi has been to Songshan Mountain, Taimur Mountain, and Luya Waterfall? In history, there is a little record and a hint. His calligraphy is peaceful and natural, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, beautiful and beautiful, Chu Ci is beyond the reach of dust, even if thousands of years have passed, you can still feel the majestic momentum, Chu Ci concluded that this is Wang Xizhi's handwriting is undoubted.

Regarding the burial place of the sage Wang Xizhi, Chu Ci found that it was very different from the historical record:

Wang Xi later resigned due to illness due to discord with the hussar general Wang Shu, moved to Jinting, and retired in Jinting in his later years, until his death, and was also buried here. The existing Wang's heirs in the Qing Dynasty to build the home temple - Jin Tingguan, there is a quaint stone workshop on the right side of the view, and the banner is engraved with the six characters of "Wang Youjun Tomb Road". Piercing the stone workshop up the valley is a faintly recognizable cobblestone-paved ancient tomb road. At the end is the tomb of Wang Xi.

The tomb of Wang Xi itself is not big, the system of the tomb is similar to the tomb of Xie An, and it is also a mound of earth surrounded by bluestone strips, similar to the tomb of Yue Fei in Hangzhou. There is a big stele in front of the tomb, engraved with the full text of "Orchid Court Preface", the stele body is somewhat weathered and mottled, and the handwriting in many places is diffuse, and it can only be vaguely identified. However, the cemetery is quite large, surprisingly large.

Both are line books, one is written in Lanting, the other is written in Songshan Taimur Mountain Luya Waterfall, one is praised by later generations, the other is hidden between the mountains and forests, the two places are thousands of miles apart, I don't know what this means.

"Wang Xizhi died in Jinting, and there is a cemetery, which is also a cemetery, where is Wang Xizhi's body buried?" Chu Ci was very puzzled, but there should be an empty tomb between the two places, and the other is the real resting place of Wang Xizhi.

There are no signs of burial around this rock, and the terrain here is flat and full of rubble, so it should not be a burial place. However, Chu Ci did not give up exploring because of this, this is a matter of the cemetery of the sage Wang Xizhi, maybe he can find some clues, see a clue, and it is very possible to get Wang Xizhi's calligraphy inheritance.

Chu Ci, who was thinking, had a flash of inspiration in his mind, remembering that the eagle leaned over to catch Zhu Yeqing and rushed into the mountain stream, which seemed to be a rugged cave that could accommodate people to enter, Chu Ci's heart fluttered and accelerated, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, that is the quiet place, maybe you will find clues in it." ”

The little fox in his arms was sleeping at this moment, ignoring Chu Ci's mood, looking at the cute little fox, feeling that he was not alone, at least the little fox was a friend, although the little fox had snatched his ring with lightning speed.

"Little fox, you are really a lucky star, you saved my life in the Purple Bamboo Bone Forest, and now because of you, you can find the grave of the book saint Wang Xizhi. Chu Ci smiled at the little fox and said gratefully.

Then he put the dark brown rock in the storage ring and turned towards the mountain stream.