The sound of tapping clogs struck against the cold stone slabs, and the rhythm echoed through the long alleys. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe neat and neat scribe's robe shows off the figure of this young scribe, and the handsome face and a little maple leaf-shaped birthmark on the center of the eyebrows complement each other, not only not obtrusive, but even more stylish. The young scribe walked slowly, followed by a half-sized scholar carrying a bookcase.

"Young master, don't go buy books. It's great to let the master know. The little scholar's hair was divided into two buns, and his red little face showed a resentment of hating iron but not steel, which made people feel even more cute.

"If I don't buy books. You don't have a story to listen to, don't be afraid, my father won't dare to do anything to me with the money my grandmother gave. The young scribe smiled faintly, turned his head and quickened his pace.

"Hey, there's an old lady to support you, what should I do? ”

"I'll protect you, what are you afraid of. ”

"The problem is......" The little scholar wanted to complain a few words, but found that the young master was almost out of sight when he sped up. "Young Master, wait for me. ”

The scribe smiled and walked around the alley into a hidden courtyard, and the little scholar wanted to follow up, but the scribe poked his head out and shouted, "Don't come in, just wait for me here." I have to go back to celebrate my grandmother's birthday at noon. ”

"Young master!" the little scholar looked angry.

"Shut up, don't mess with me to hit you. The scribe shook his fist, and the little scholar immediately shut up.

The scribe entered the courtyard, took out a black gauze from his bosom and covered his head, and walked slowly to the center of the courtyard. This place is very hidden, and few people can find it except for a calligraphy and painting addict like him. The scribe quickened his pace to cross the front yard, but was seen by several languid women. The women giggled with their shoulders and sleeves bare, and they were about to move their hands and feet when they came up. Frightened, the scribes crawled and fled, causing the women to laugh.

It's really unlucky, why did these women from Flower Street and Willow Lane get up so early!, the scribe wondered in his heart. He knew that these women were just joking with him and waiting here. He is a frequent visitor here, but he never deals with these women, and this behavior inevitably makes these dusty women a little interested.

After passing through the front yard, there is a patio cloister, and there are two rooms on both sides of the cloister, one is for the arms business, and the scribes rarely come. The other is his favorite, which is the calligraphy and painting business. Because there are some shady paintings and calligraphy, they have to be covered by a half-closed business. The scribe also discovered this place by accident, otherwise he would not have known that there were still these interesting calligraphy and painting things in the world.

The scribe leaned against the door and knocked lightly three times, and a cough was heard inside. That's the signal for admission. He pushed the door in, and there was a dazzling array of antique paintings and calligraphy inside, which was what he liked the most. On weekdays, the family always let him read those Wendao books in the hope that he would embark on the road of cultivation, but unfortunately he just didn't love it, and preferred these strange books, pure calligraphy and painting, which made the old father in the family very displeased, if it wasn't for only such a son, he would have to be expelled from the house.

A middle-aged scholar at the counter looked at the scribe and smiled, "I knew you were coming today." ”

The scribe laughed, "How so?"

"There's a batch of good goods today, according to your nose, it's impossible not to come. Moreover, I think you can recognize this kind of strange goods in the world. "Although the middle-aged scholar is dressed in a Confucian robe, he is full of economy and flamboyant. He really likes this scribe surnamed Lu, in the past two years, no one in the calligraphy and painting gallery wants to sell the things that can't be sold, but they have all been stuffed into this fool, and he has no less benefits, so he treats this guest with special enthusiasm.

The scribe was immediately interested: "Bring it to me quickly." ”

"Hey, don't worry, I'm not ready for you. Come and see. The middle-aged scholar pulled out a small wooden box from the counter, opened it gently, and leaked it to the young scribe. "This is the only book that is difficult to find in the world, and it was snatched back from the north, and it is estimated that it should be a text left by a strange person. ”

"Don't just talk about it. Let me see. The scribe said and began to get started.

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "You have to be careful, these things are over-the-top things, crispy, you will become powder if you catch them rashly." ”

The scribe frowned and said, "Then you can't just want me to buy it without looking at it." ”

"Of course not. I've pulled one out of it here, wrapped in silk, so take a good look at it. If you like it, you have to sell it in a package. The middle-aged scholar was holding back his stomach, but in fact, this box of burned waste paper was relatively intact. He didn't know how to make a move when he received this object from above, and only the wronged man in front of him dared to take this thing after thinking about it.

The scribe took the page, and as soon as he held it in his hand, he felt a sense of familiarity, and even desperately wanted to possess it. He had never felt anything like this, and he hadn't seen it yet, and he had already decided in his heart that he was going to take the box anyway. The scribe gently lifted the veil from the paper, carefully placed the pages on the counter, and read the contents of the pages by the light of the window in the lazy daylight.

It's a weird way to write.,What a strong font.,But I can't understand what is written in this content.。

"Look at this font, and then look at this calligraphy, there is no such style in the world. Absolutely. The middle-aged scholar took advantage of the scribe's second look and pouted on the side, he knew that this page was also this feature, in fact, this calligraphy was not good, but it was just a strange word, and the content in it did not know what to say. At the same time, he also knew that the scribe was very young and very wealthy. People are stupid and have a lot of money to say that he is like him, as long as the words are in place, there is no deal that cannot be done, and even a price that no one can imagine.

The scribe gently covered the silk silk on the paper for fear of being damaged in the slightest. He whispered, "What's written here?"

The middle-aged scholar expected him to ask this question, and whispered into the scribe's ear: "Don't ask this nonsense. You can't read it, and I can't read it, but what is written in it must be something related to that. ”

After the middle-aged scholar finished speaking, he touched the rib bone of the scribe with his elbow, and "that" naturally referred to the cultivator. Mortals don't dare to take the things of the cultivators, and if they are discovered, they will not be spared. The scribe gently lifted the silk and looked at the pages carefully.

Experiment Log:

Seventeenth experiment

Subject: A native of Kitahara

Materials: Heart

Objective: To study the causes of high oxygen permeability in Northern Plains.

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What follows is a bunch of numbers and incomprehensible descriptions. The scribe's gaze flickered quickly, and finally landed at the bottom of the page. Because he had just discovered that place, which looked crooked and looked like a complex pattern, he actually knew what it was. He frowned, his heart pounding. This pattern is obviously his most unique way of signing. He also gave this signature method a beautiful name called a stamp stick, and what is even more strange is that this name is exactly the same as his own and is called Lu Dian! )