Still a 4,000-word stamp is given!)

While drinking alone, Ye Junsheng sat upright in the study room. The house was quite large and could set up a study room alone. It was really unreasonable for scholars to have no study room. However, there are not many books in the room now, and buying books is expensive and requires accumulation.

The oil lamp lighted up, shining a ball of light, reflecting the scene of "The Fox Picture", becoming more and more lifelike.

The distant mountains and nearby forests, the grasslands and bluestones, the little white fox sitting seriously reading, looked like he was about to come back to life under the hazy light.

Ye Junsheng spread out the four treasures of the study, pondered for a moment, and took a pen to write a big word "definite" on white paper.

This character is written with spirit, with full brushwork and steady strokes, giving people a very stable feeling. The characters on paper are as stable as rocks.

All ordinary people have negative emotions. If they want to concentrate and calm their minds and silence, they need to adjust themselves. Monks, monks and Taoists will have times when they are restless. They often calm their emotions by bathing, fasting, meditating, or knocking on wooden fish, counting rosary beads.

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

After writing the word "年", the originally a little turbulent heart gradually calmed down. So he began to close his eyes and rest. It was almost the same time. When the thoughts moved, the soul and spirit came out of his body.

Light and fluttering, first calm down, then crawl into the Spirit Fox Picture—

Hoo, there is indeed a different world.

The next moment, he had already entered a brilliant world like flowers: the sun is bright here, and it seems that night will never come; the air is clear here, and a breath is like spring breeze, and the pores in the whole body are scattered and open...

Ye Junsheng sighed in his heart, could this "Spiritual Fox Picture" be a mysterious magic weapon? It can form a space world in it.

However, this space is not as big as it looks. The distant mountains and forests seem to be fake. They can only be seen and cannot be seen. They can only walk through it. They can only take a winding mountain path, take a dozen steps, and make a turn. Then they will come to the place where the white fox is reading.

"Hey, where is the white fox?"

As I saw the big bluestone, the white fox that was supposed to be sitting on the stone disappeared. I searched around and found nothing.

What's going on?

Ye Junsheng was a little confused and wanted to walk into the forest and search, but he couldn't get in at all. There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of him, so he couldn't travel through it.

laugh!

At this moment, a sudden flash of inspiration appeared on a mountain high in the distance, and then a series of pictures flashed like a movie. These pictures combined into a story - a very cliché story:

A girl who looks like a fairy fell in love with a poor scholar. The two of them fell in love with each other and settled for life. A few years later, the girl gave birth to a child. But at this time, the world changed. A very powerful enemy came and attacked and killed the girl. In the process, the scholar was very killed. The extremely sad and angry woman decided to die with the enemy, so she used a magic trick to summon a green fox and let it run away with the baby on its back...

At this point, the picture disappeared and stopped suddenly.

Undeniable. This story is very bloody, and it is called "The Story of the World", but Ye Junsheng was immersed in it with all his body and mind:

The cruelty of being killed in life; the grief of a woman witnessing her husband's death; the break when she died with the enemy; the sad crying baby taken away by the green fox...

Many emotions were deeply imprinted into Ye Junsheng's heart. At this time, he was not just an outsider, but seemed to be in it.

But what do you want to tell him about this story imprinted in the painting?

...

Bang!

A lamp blossomed, and although the sound was small, it still woke Ye Junsheng up in an instant. He looked up in a daze and found that his soul had returned to his guise. On the desk, the "Spiritual Fox Picture" was placed upright, and the location had never been moved.

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

Suddenly, the white fox's gaze shifted, and he raised it slightly, blinking at Ye Junsheng who was looking at the scroll outside—

Although this blinking action was very, less than a second, Ye Junsheng definitely saw it clearly this time: that moment seemed to be eternal.

The moment of blinking, the moment of liveliness, and the moment of charm made him unforgettable in this life.

"The world is like a stain on the green mountains, and the human heart is like a ghost and a fox."

call!

Ye Junsheng rolled up the scroll and hid it close to his body, but his thoughts were still turbulent. He thought a lot, including searching for old memories of his predecessor, and trying to evoke old memories of his nerd. Unfortunately, these memories are all related to books, and he has basically forgotten everything he had when he was a child, which is very fragmentary.

It's so broken that it's not the same.

Forget it, the answer will be solved one day.

It’s not too early, and I’m extremely tired after I just left my body. I should go to bed and take a rest.

After waking up, it was another sunny day.

In the early stage of opening of Duzhufa, the business was not good, but it was actually very bad because it had not opened yet. During this period, a few customers came to the door, but they basically ran away after a walk.

If you write well and have a famous name, you can call a calligrapher. If you don’t have a reputation, you can only calligrapher lovers. Who would like to spend money to buy an unknown pair of brushes and ink? Hanging it in the hall may make people laugh. After all, calligraphy is a work of art, and in addition to appreciation, it has a greater value in collection.

Generally, only works by famous artists are worth collecting.

However, Ye Junsheng was mentally prepared for this situation. He originally wanted to comfort Ye Junmei, but there was no need to worry, but his sister instead comforted him first:

"Brother, don't worry, you're writing so well, I believe someone will know the goods sooner or later."

Seeing that his sister was so sensible and well-behaved, Ye Junsheng was calm and after lunch at home, he went back to the academy. He was not relieved to let Ye Junmei guard the shop alone, but there was a great saint and Zhu Shengtian in the backyard, so he didn't have to worry about being harassed.

These two guys are not good at slapping. They are so idle that they receive the order from the master, and they just wish no one would come to make trouble.

"Bah, this kind of character costs 100 cents, you might as well grab it!"

In the shop, a man dressed in a long robe and dressed in a scholar cursed angrily. His voice was a little sandy, and when he was pulled up, he was like a duck man shouting.

When Ye Junmei heard this, her face turned red: she was not ashamed of her high price, but was angry at the other party's insulting her brother's works.

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

As he said that, he laughed and kept glancing at Ye Junmei's beautiful face. He said that he was here to buy characters, but rather that he was here to peek at people.

Ye Junmei said disgustedly: "If you don't sell it for a penny, you don't know the goods. Please go away." The other party had been wandering around the store several times, and with the lack of virtue in her mouth, she had long wanted to pick up the chicken feather Zen and chase people directly.

The man jumped up and said, "I still think it's low for ten cents? Humph, I've left my words here, except me. No one will buy this broken word, it's almost the same as waste paper."

"'Watering Fast alone'? This sign is good...'You are born outside the world, and the spirit is stubborn and there is no place in the world'? This corresponds to Wang Mojie's sentence "Willing outside the world, and there is no place in the mountains" is just picked up by him, and only changed to four words. The realm changed with a stern change, and the meaning was suddenly blurred. Good. Mr. Huang and Mr. Li, we should go in and take a look."

With a clear voice, several people stepped in, which immediately made the store look a little cramped.

The ingredients of this group are a bit complicated. One is in the middle. He is tall and handsome, dressed in a rich man. He has short beards and a shiny face. He always has a gentle smile;

Both of him were old, with long beards, swaying in appearance, and extraordinary clothes; behind him were two strong men, with burly figures, bright eyes, and very strong.

Behind them are four followers.

Although they are numerous, they are clearly layered and are not idle and messy.

These people rushed in, Ye Junmei was slightly shocked, then calmed down, and greeted him with a crisp voice: "Do you want to buy a copybook?"

The man looked at her and was stunned. Unexpectedly, there was such a stunning calligraphy shop in the streets and alleys. Although he was young and did not apply any makeup, he seemed more and more refined and exciting. However, he had seen countless worlds and had no desire for women. He looked at it and turned around and focused on his words.

"Good word!"

A sigh of praise blurted out.

The public eye flashed with admiration: "What a poem 'Walking to the end of the water, sitting and watching the clouds rise'. The meaning of the word is poetic, and it is integrated. Without a free and easy heart, you cannot get this word."

"Well, this one is good, 'The bright moon was there at that time, and the colorful clouds were returned', the word is good, and the sentence is good. But I don't know who these two sentences came from, why haven't I seen them before?"

As he said that, he turned to see the two old men, thinking that they were very knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and must have read it. The two old men looked at each other in a daze.

The man was stunned: Could these two sentences be created by the other party?

There are only ten copybooks hanging in the store, and there are not many, so you can finish it after reading for a while.

While watching, the husband kept nodding. After reading, he asked, "Mr. Li, Mr. Huang, what do you think?"

The old man named Huang Gong nodded and echoed: "Yes, I didn't expect there was such a bookstore in Nandu Lane. Such a level is enough to make a name in Moxiang Lane."

Moxiangxiang Lane is a calligraphy and painting street in Jizhou. Most of the works with high quality are sold there.

Another Mr. Li picked up his beard and said, "It is true, but it is strange to see his seal and sign it with the name "Tianwaike" without signing his real name."

The man smiled and said, "This is not a problem. If it weren't for the lack of time, I really wanted to see this person. Okay, I'll buy this one. Haha, the price is not low. It seems that this Tianwaike is very confident."

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

At this time, the duck man who was in the store first shouted: "Don't make a decision, this man is not arbitrary. This store is in a dark place. These words are sold for more than 100 cents and killing pigs."

Upon hearing this, Ye Junmei was anxious and angry. After finally someone bought the words. If he was driven away by this person's fart, it would be extremely hateful.

The man glanced at the man, unmoved, and said coldly: "There is a store that clearly marked the price and is willing to trade. How can the black shop come about? You look like a scholar, but you have a bad mind and lack moral character, and you can read the books of sages in vain."

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, a strong man came up to pay and took the words.

After taking over the first business income, Ye Junmei smiled happily: Everything is difficult at the beginning, but after starting, it will be easier to do in the future.

The group left immediately, leaving only the duck male left in the store.

Ye Junmei glanced at him and thoughtfully shook a handful of money. His voice was crisp and he signaled: You should buy waste paper for ten cents.

The duck man was still stubborn and sneered: "The stinky pig's head is also a bodhisattva, but it's just a fortune. In my opinion, I can only sell this one."

Before he finished speaking, a follower hurriedly entered the door and said to Ye Junmei: "Girl, take down all your words, and my master bought them all."

“Borrowed all?”

Ye Junmei was surprised and couldn't believe her ears. She had been opening a shop for nearly a month and no one cared about it. She never thought that she would be wiped out today. The ups and downs were unexpected.

"good."

As he said that, he took out the money and packed the remaining nine copybooks and took them away.
To be continued...