Volume 1: Looking Northwest, Shooting the Sirius Chapter 25
"Shopkeeper Ma is very polite, but it's just a small poem, it doesn't mean anything."
Taking the small regular script of Langhao from Ma Wenxuan, Chai Tiannuo started writing without thinking:
"The wild grass is green in the spring shade, and sometimes there are flowers and trees. At night, the boat is moored under the ancient temple, and the boat is full of wind and rain, watching the tide grow."
"Tide Viewing Map of Luoshui."
When he picked up his pen, the combination of beautiful regular script and freehand landscape made the artistic conception deeper. Ma Wenxuan was even more sure that given time, the person in front of him would be a great master of the generation!
"Mr. Chai Wuyin?"
"No seal."
Chaitino spread his hands. After all these years, he had never thought of engraving a seal.
"……Hold on."
Ma Wenxuan left the somewhat confused Chai Tiannuo behind, turned around and entered the back room, and soon walked out holding a seal.
"Mr. Ma and Mr. Chai felt destined for each other as soon as they met. Let's make this Fang Xiaoyin a gift for the opening of Moxiangju!"
When Chai Tiannuo received it, he saw that the seal was actually a piece of high-quality chicken blood stone that was completely translucent. The price was beyond the reach of only 12 to 80 taels of silver!
"Shopkeeper Ma, this is too expensive, I"
Ma Wenxuan smiled and shook his head, then reached out and patted the back of Chai Tiannuo's hand:
"No need to say more, Mr. Chai, try printing!"
Chai Tiannuo nodded heavily, this shopkeeper Ma was honest and trustworthy, and he was trustworthy!
He held the seal with both hands and bumped it in the red mud of Longyuan. He picked it up, straightened it and covered it with the picture of watching the tide in Luoshui. He lifted it up gently and three antique seal scripts appeared on the paper, Chai Tiannuo!
Even when he returned to Moxiangju, Chai Tiannuo didn't close his mouth and kept laughing while holding the chicken blood seal, just like a fool.
He really didn't expect that shopkeeper Ma, who looked like an old farmer, could have such a skill and his carvings were really good.
Chai Man'er couldn't bear it anymore and pulled Chai Tiannuo's arm hard, and then pulled his soul back.
"Master, the yard has been tidied up, but the area in front of the door is still dirty. If we don't clean it, will someone come?"
Chaitino suddenly woke up. Really, he had to clean up quickly and prepare to welcome guests!
Wrapping their heads with cotton handkerchiefs, Chaitino and Chai Man'er each took a broom and carefully cleaned the dirt in front of the door. While they were cleaning, four men in black shorts suddenly strode to the door and suddenly
Stop.
Chaitino frowned and slowly straightened up. The four people in front of him, each holding a wooden box, looked up at the sky with serious faces, neither speaking nor moving, looking very strange.
Wearing the same black shorts as himself, with layers of scars on the exposed parts of their bodies, and their unique temperament, Chaitino could tell at a glance that these four people were definitely veterans of the military!
However, they were standing in front of Mo Xiang's residence, why?
"The time has come!"
A tall and thin veteran suddenly spoke, his expression even more grim.
Chaitino's heart suddenly tightened. The time had come. Could something big happen?
With a clang sound, the four people put down the wooden boxes in their hands at the same time, stood on it with their feet raised, and looked hard into the wall.
"Brothers, what are you doing?"
Chaitino, who didn't know what was going on, asked confusedly, and the veteran with several acne pimples on his forehead shouted at the top of his lungs:
"What the hell are you doing? Find the box quickly, or it will be too late!"
The voice was very urgent, so Chaitino took out a high stool from the door without thinking, imitated them and placed it against the wall, and looked nervously with his feet up.
"..."
"how?"
"Sigh, it's amazing!"
Chaitino couldn't help swallowing and spitting.
"What you said is so apt and true that it's breathtaking and breathtaking."
The veteran with acne pimples took a sip of saliva as he spoke, and several others nodded.
The eyes of Chai Tiannuo and the veteran who stood on the wall were wide-eyed. It turned out that this was the backyard of Xiuchun Pavilion. There was a large open-air running water bathhouse. At this time, seven or eight women wearing cool underwear were washing.
The white flesh made Chaitino's mouth go dry after seeing such a scene.
"Brothers, isn't it inappropriate for us to spy on you like this?"
Chaitino swallowed hard again, and then continued:
"The sage once said, don't look at anything inappropriate, we"
"Mao's saints, don't learn from those rotten scholars. Don't you enjoy watching them?"
Four pairs of disdainful eyes shot towards him. Chaitino blinked his eyes, grinned and spoke the truth:
“Enjoyable!”
"That's alright, let's continue watching!"
Chai Tiannuo never thought that one day he would do such a thing after reading so many books about sages.
Even in his previous life, as a master of mathematics, he was swimming in the ocean of numbers all day long. He had never seen such a scene before. It really made him feel frightened and his whole body was hot. There was an unknown force surging in his mind, and his nasal cavity was itching.
"There is danger ahead, keep your head down!"
The big veteran suddenly shouted, and the four of them shrank their heads at the same time. Only Chaitino, who was feeling hot and dizzy, didn't react. Why did he shrink his head?
"Snapped!"
A soft object touched his face. Chaitino sniffed it. Why did it smell so good?
Not only the smell of spices, but also a strong daughter-like fragrance that makes people's hearts ignite.
When he picked up the object from his face, Chaitino's legs went weak and he almost fell over. He gasped, and it turned out to be a red bellyband from his daughter's house!
"A bunch of cowardless perverts, don't say that you are just a piece of meat from the battlefield!"
"If you have the guts, come to the pavilion and have a real battle with swords and guns. The whole day's price will only go up against the wall. It's really a waste of your tendons!"
A pretty girl yelled and cursed loudly. Chaitino looked directly at her. The bellyband in his hand belonged to this girl?
Without the covering object, the trembling fatness of the white flowers can be seen clearly.
With a "pop" sound, two lines of blood spurted out from the nasal cavity. Chai Tiannuo, who was blushing, his eyes darkened, and he fell down from the stool, still muttering to himself:
"I never thought that this woman from Xiuchun Pavilion would be so bold and bold."
"It's mine!"
While Chaitino was still reminiscing, the big veteran grabbed his bellyband and turned around to run away. The other three veterans chased after him with roars.
Man'er went into the house to get water. As soon as he went out, he saw his young master lying on the ground with his face covered in blood. He hurriedly came over to help him up and asked with concern:
"What's wrong, Master? You have a lot of nosebleeds!"
"No, it's okay. The weather is hot and dry."
Chaitino wiped away the blood stains between his mouth and nose with his hands, his heart still pounding. The magnificent scenery today will probably never be forgotten in his life!
At night, with the moon hanging on the branches, Chai Tiannuo, naked from the waist up, wielded a four-foot-long sword and slashed hard into the void.
The dense air-piercing sounds connected together, and the starting point and landing point of each time were exactly the same. His power of controlling the knife was improved again!
In the courtyard next door, an old man with gray hair drank the bad wine in the bowl in one gulp, his eyes focused on the sound of the knife.
After two thousand cuts, Chai Tiannuo practiced fighting skills several times. When the sweat fell like rain, he rinsed it off with well water and went back to his room to practice calligraphy with satisfaction.
When it was getting dark, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.
At this time, the old man had drank seven bowls of turbid wine. There was no hint of drunkenness on his face, and his eyes were brighter, like two bright pearls.