V1.Chapter 114

The steep mountain wall is like a wall, and the water flow that is not high but rushes down due to the terrain, after crashing into the Tanzhong, it only trembles for a moment and turns into a still stagnant water, coupled with the surrounding dense trees Surrounding this small world completely, Ye Wen didn't worry at all that anyone would look at him now.

Sitting under the waterfall, let the icy water slide past me, and after the top of my head was hit by the icy cold water rushing down, my mind, which was still steaming upwards, calmed down a lot.

"Fortunately, my internal strength is quite strong, otherwise it would be really difficult to clean up this residual poison in my body!"

Fortunately, Ye Wen continued to sit under the waterfall. It wasn't that he had any self-torture hobby, but that letting the impact of the water flow seemed to be beneficial to his internal strength.

It's just that this effect is too weak, and it is faster than self-cultivation. In fact, this is not too slow. If it weren't for the magical cold spring in the Shushan School, he really wanted to find a big waterfall to practice.

"Or go to the beach and practice kung fu against the tide like that great Xia Yang?"

There is really a sea here in Pingzhou, but there used to be a cold spring beside it, so Ye Wen temporarily put aside this method that claims to be able to develop a domineering inner strength, but now that he is drenched by this waterfall, he thinks of this method again.

After sitting quietly for a day and a night, and waiting for another day, Ye Wen got up from the waterfall. This day, he hunted some wild game nearby, caught a fish and took care of the three meals. Although he didn't have any condiments, he ate very happily.

In this world that has not been harmed by technology and technology, these native fish are indeed much more delicious. If it is not for the ups and downs of a faction on his shoulders, I am afraid that he really wants to travel the world alone and taste all over the world. game.

In just such a thought, countless rare and exotic beasts in the world have already passed someone's mouth back and forth.

In the next few days, Ye Wen did not go back to Shushan County directly, but made a few turns around Pingbei County. He was afraid that the Tianle Gang would take the opportunity to send chasers or something. It's not that Ye Wen can't go back to Shushan directly and wait for the enemy, but he thinks he can take advantage of the long distance from Pingbei County to Shushan County to deal with the opponent slowly, and even wipe them out directly.

It's a pity that the Tianle Gang didn't take any countermeasures. Remembering that Huayi once said that the Tianle Gang still has important things to do in the Central Plains, it seems that they have no time to take care of themselves in a short time.

After confirming this point, Ye Wen turned around and set foot on the return journey. This time, he was pretty much the same as when he came here. go find it.

I didn't meet any thieves who didn't open their eyes this time. I guess they killed too hard when they came here, and they have already made a name for themselves.

There are no bandits, but it doesn't mean there is nothing else. As soon as he stepped into Xiangfeng City where the state capital of Pingzhou is located, a pickpocket stared at the cowhide bag hanging on Ye Wen's waist.

If it wasn't for Ye Wen's vigilance, this thing might have been stolen like that sachet.

"I lost the sachet, and if I lose the cowhide bag again, my junior sister can't kill me when I go back?"

So for this little thief who wanted to steal his things, Ye Wen threw it directly into the government office, and even asked a fortune teller on the roadside for a brush, and wrote a big word 'steal' on his face. Throw it to the government. As for how the government will deal with it, he can't control it.

He originally thought that this way of dealing with it was low-key enough, at least he didn't cripple the thief's hands and feet on the spot or kill him directly. Little tail.

Going around, deliberately going around several times, failed to get rid of that guy. Ye Wen was sure that the guy behind him was probably a local snake here, and he was very familiar with the surrounding environment, so he couldn't get rid of him.

Seeing this, he no longer continued to wander around, but walked into a dead end, and then stood there quietly waiting for someone to come - that person is obviously not a person who knows kung fu, although he has been hanging behind him , but it is also very reluctant to follow.

Ye Wen really couldn't figure out why such a person was staring at him. Maybe the only explanation was that a down-and-out young man was devoted to martial arts, so he wanted to worship him as his teacher?

"It seems that there is only one possible explanation!"

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, a scholar stumbled in, and seeing Ye Wen standing there quietly looking at him, he immediately tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, and then gave Ye Wen a big gift respectfully (Ninety degrees kind of), opened the mouth and said: "Liu Muyan, a late student, has met Mr.!"

Ye Wen was taken aback by the scholar's great gift, until he noticed that the other party still bowed and did not get up, then he returned the gift and said: "This brother is too polite, I can't be called a gentleman!"

At this time, that Mr. is not a name that can be called casually. Ye Wen has nothing to do with Liu Muyan who has no relatives or reasons. It is even the first time we meet today, so he can't treat him like this.

Unexpectedly, Liu Muyan, who was obviously a scholar, still respectfully said: "You deserve it, but based on Mr.'s good handwriting before, this Mr. is fully deserved!"

"Character?"

Seeing the other party's puzzled look, Liu Muyan immediately explained: "When Cai Moxue was in the midst of the disturbance, he saw the word 'steal' written on the face of the gentleman on the beam by Mr. It was not only vigorous and powerful, but also vaguely outlined The essence of the word 'stealing' is vivid, as if it were a real thief, this level of writing power is really admirable!"

Speaking of this, Ye Wen finally understood why Liu Muyan was attracted by his handwriting.

To say this calligraphy, Ye Wen really has to thank his predecessor. As far as he himself is concerned, he is really good at this brush calligraphy, but the original owner of this body is quite interested in both calligraphy and painting, and has put in a lot of hard work and devoted himself to practice. It's a pity that he died without practicing anything.

After Ye Wen took over this body, because there is only writing with a brush in this world, and Ning Ruxue is very familiar with his senior brother's handwriting, it made him nervous for a while, and he didn't even dare to touch the pen at first.

Later, after secretly trying to write a few words, he found that this body seemed to have a deep memory for writing. As long as he wanted to write, the hand holding the pen could write it naturally.

With this understanding, he was relieved and no longer shy away from writing with a pen. Afterwards, his skills became more and more profound, his hands were steady and strong, and his handwriting became more and more vigorous. Now he has the potential to form a family of his own, and even Xu Xian is very envious of his handwriting.

"If brother don't waste time on those inexplicable pictures, I'm afraid this calligraphy will be more refined!"

Ye Wen didn't pay much attention to his younger brother's complaints, and only thought to himself: "I drew two cartoons when I was full, and you came to complain, didn't you also enjoy watching it?"

It's just that Ye Wen doesn't pay much attention to his calligraphy. At most, he thinks that he won't lose face when writing letters and copying books. He really doesn't think it's useful for a fool to have a good handwriting.

I don't want to attract a scholar because of this word today.

"You saw my handwriting, and then followed?" Seeing the scholar nod, Ye Wen asked again: "Then what do you want to do after you follow? You can't ask me to write a letter for you, right? I Watching Xiongtai..."

When Ye Wen spoke, he raised his forearm, and then swung it from top to bottom. The meaning was self-evident. This Liu Muyan was wearing a scholar's shirt, and he was definitely not an illiterate person.

Liu Muyan shook his head: "I'm in my twenties this year, and I haven't passed the exam many times. I'm as good as anyone in my knowledge, but I didn't even pass the exam because of..."

"Because of what?" Ye Wen was also a little curious. If this person is not bragging here, then there is really something unspeakable. Otherwise, why can't he even be selected as a scholar? This is indeed a huge blow to readers.

Especially this one is already twenty-eight years old, and he is going to be thirty. In this world, a thirty-year-old who has achieved nothing can be called a waste, and a frail scholar who has studied for more than twenty years can What to do? In the end, he either died of poverty or lost his books to do some errands within his ability to make a living.

As for Liu Muyan, who is very confident in his talents and studies, he might not give up his studies and take the exam, so the chances of dying of poverty are greater.

"Because..." Liu Muyan seemed to have something to hide, but he stuttered when he said this.

After waiting for a while, Ye Wen felt impatient. Anyway, he didn't know Liu Muyan, and he just talked to him out of curiosity. Now that he couldn't say anything happily, he naturally didn't want to listen anymore, and said casually: " Since you don't want to tell each other, brother, then I will bid farewell!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. When Liu Muyan saw this, he immediately became anxious and said in a hurry: "Because my handwriting is too scribbled and ugly, so the adults don't want me to pass the exam at all. Even the last two exams, I didn’t even read the content and just threw it aside.”

When Liu Muyan said this, he felt depressed for a while, because he didn't know how much time was wasted all these years because of his handwriting. That exam is not held every year, and every time you catch up with it, you need to go all out.

Based on what he has learned in his chest, it is not impossible for him to even hit the triple yuan. How could he think that after more than ten years, he is not even a scholar-a scholar is the lowest qualification certification in the world, and those who are lower than him are only There are only scholars, and you can be a scholar if you are a reader.

It is even more out of reach to get a person or even the number one scholar in the imperial examination. After hitting the wall a few times, Liu Muyan made up his mind to find a calligraphy teacher to practice calligraphy. The young man who arrested him was also gentle, he was also a scholar like himself, he didn't want to be a master of martial arts, just pinched his hand, and the caught thief screamed in pain.

Seeing this, he only thought it was another good excuse for someone in the world to act fiercely, and he secretly sighed in his heart that the young man had such a good appearance, why did he become such a reckless person? But I was surprised to see that the young man borrowed a pen from the fortune teller on the street and wrote a word on the thief's face.

He was immediately attracted by the character, secretly thinking that this person had never seen the font before, he presumably formed a school of his own, even if such a person is not a master of calligraphy, he is also a person who has a lot of experience in calligraphy, how can he let it go when he sees it today? Pass?

Ye Wen didn't even care about the fact that Ye Wen took the thief to the government, then looked at the two guards standing guard, threw the thief in front of him, turned around and left, and just followed Ye Wen all the time. After getting tattooed, I want to find an opportunity to worship him as a teacher and learn calligraphy well.

Hearing what Liu Muyan said, Ye Wen was surprised for a while, he didn't want to write a random word by himself, and even attracted someone who wanted to be a teacher. Although I am the master of the sect who founded the sect and taught disciples, but this learning of characters...

"You want to learn to write with me?"

Liu Muyan nodded wildly, and then gave another big gift: "Please teach me, sir!"

Ye Wen scratched his head: "This... It's not impossible to teach, but you don't even ask what my name is and what I do. Is it too reckless to come to apprentice?"

Liu Muyan was shocked, and then remembered that the man in front of him was not some well-known and learned man, let alone his youthful appearance (in any case, the one who speaks well in the book is the first, since other people's handwriting is better than his own, so he and he learned how to write. It's not a big deal), just to capture a thief casually during a disturbance, and make him unable to resist, this behind him is not something ordinary people can have.

"Although people in the Jianghu only act according to their likes and dislikes, there are also so-called decent sects. It would be fine if this person is from that decent sect, but if he is a disciple of an evil sect, what should I do?"

Liu Muyan thought about it in his heart, his eyes kept rolling, but the gift was confiscated, and he still looked at Ye Wen respectfully.

Seeing him like this, Ye Wen no longer made things difficult for him, and replied directly: "I am Ye Wen, the head of the Shushan School. Although our Shushan School recruits a large number of disciples to teach skills, it is to teach martial arts. As for writing and so on ..."

Ye Wen really wanted to say that although he also taught, it was just a matter of convenience and he didn't pay much attention to it. There really wasn't a student who didn't practice martial arts but only studied literature—he didn't open Shushan Academy.

"Shushan School?" Although Liu Muyan is always walking around, he really doesn't know much about the affairs of the Jianghu, and he also knows Zen, Tiandaozong, Tianshan School and several other schools of righteousness that are widely circulated. As for He has never heard of those small families, let alone the Shushan faction, a new force that has only emerged in recent years.

"It's located on Shu Mountain outside Shushan County. My school has only been developed in the past two years. It's not surprising that you haven't heard of it!" It's a small sect, so if you think about it, you won't be interested.

Unexpectedly, this Liu Muyan didn't care about those things at all, and the size of the sect had nothing to do with him, but Ye Wen, a master who was good at calligraphy, made him interested. What he cares about is whether this sect is decent or evil? It's fine if he's upright, and if he really enters the official career in the future, not only will he not have any troubles, but it will also be beneficial.

But if it is an evil faction that is causing harm to one side, then if he rashly joins it, wouldn't he ruin his entire life?

In the end, after much deliberation, Liu Muyan came to a fairly good conclusion based on his meager and outrageous knowledge of martial arts: "Since it's called the Shushan School, it might be some kind of villain's school, right? It seems that all schools are called The right way. The bad guys are generally taught and helped by something!"

Ye Wen didn't know what was going on in his mind, he only thought that this person would stop pestering him after he made his words clear, and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around, there was a "plop" sound behind me.

Turning around, Liu Muyan actually knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times firmly, and said: "Please also accept the students, the students are willing to join the teacher's school!"

Liu Muyan doesn't know what's going on with the Shushan faction, and he doesn't know that the Jianghu faction has a lot of rules for accepting disciples, so how can he get in with just a kowtow? Even in the most difficult time for the Shushan School, Ye Wen was very cautious in accepting disciples. Up to now, he has accepted three disciples, all of whom are extremely talented.

And this Liu Muyan...

Leaving aside that he is nearly thirty years old, there is no other way to say whether he can bear the life of the Shushan School with his bookish spirit. Ye Wen thought for a while, and saw that this person had kowtowed, and it was not impossible for him to teach him, so he could only answer: "If you want to learn calligraphy with me, then you can come with me! Although I don't know anything , but since you want to learn, it doesn’t hurt to teach you. As for apprenticeship or something... Besides..."

Ye Wen said that this should satisfy the Liu Dashu student, but he kowtowed a few more times, and said: "Since you have to pass on skills, it is the master, the master is the master, and the students are the masters." Bless!"

Hearing what he said, Ye Wen knew that he couldn't hide no matter what, so he took a few more heads abruptly, and then told Liu Muyan to get up quickly.

"Since you worship me as your teacher, I can't treat you poorly. You take me to your residence first, pack up your things, and write a few words for me to see, so that I can know how bad your words are." To what extent!"

Xin Dao, this official who can be called an invigilator, threw the roll of paper aside without even reading the content, and decided that he failed the exam. Does this word have to be a gesture of howling ghosts and wolves?

He still had expectations in his heart, thinking that this person who has been with calligraphy for many years, even if his calligraphy is bad, there should be a limit, and he only needs a little guidance to get rid of this scholar.

But when he arrived at Liu Muyan's residence, after the newly recruited student handed him the handwriting written with a pen, Ye Wen looked at it three times, and suddenly felt the urge to faint.

Because after reading it for a long time, he could only vaguely discern what words were written on it. If words like Xindao appeared in piles and piles on the roll paper, no one would spit it out. The grown-up was in no mood to even look at it.

What's worse, Ye Wen looked at the calligraphy from a distance, and even vaguely felt that what he was holding was not a calligraphy, but an ink painting, or a new style of painting with extreme post-modern abstractionism.

Ye Wendeng immediately wanted to ask Liu Muyan, "Tell me, are you wearing that worn by my second son Wu who was upstairs?"