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Chapter 1112 Delivery

Chapter 1112 Delivery

In the study, Shen Qing and others looked at the wall in the direction pointed by Bai Niansong.

In an instant, their whole bodies were shaken, their minds were shaken, and they fell into silence.

Shen Qing understood the reason for Bai Niansong's illness.

"Your attainments in calligraphy have reached the pinnacle... I thought Fat Alice and the others were already at the pinnacle."

Looking at "Man Jiang Hong" on the wall, Shen Qing screamed.

They only felt thousands of troops and horses galloping out of the painting, and the sound of killing was loud in their ears.

Not to mention Bai Niansong who has heart disease, even people like them who don't have heart disease feel like they are going to have heart disease.

Zhou Huayang said modestly: "It is a casual and playful work... There is no end to the Tao, and there is no end to calligraphy, wood carving, etc."

Shen Qing and others were speechless and stared blankly at the calligraphy works on the wall.

Zhou Huayang pulled the old village chief and walked out, "Don't look too much at me, it will easily hurt your mind."

"Then they..."

"They are learning calligraphy themselves, and they can express themselves through calligraphy after reading it for a long time."

"oh……"

It's approaching evening.

Shen Qing and his party came out of the study.

When they saw Zhou Huayang in the living room, they immediately bowed and said gratefully: "We will have no regrets in this life after seeing your masterpiece!"

"Thank you. I feel like I will have a breakthrough in my calligraphy skills when I go back this time."

Some people even cried bitterly because of it.

Zhou Huayang couldn't understand that people like them were struggling and shackles in the art of calligraphy.

He responded politely: "I'm just passing the time. It's an honor for you to gain something from it."

In the evening, he invited everyone to have dinner at home.

The old village chief went to arrange accommodation for them after the meal.

Shen Qing and others will stay in Yagyu Village for a few days.

In the next few days, they did not go to other places to play. They always stayed in Zhou Huayang's study and exchanged their calligraphy experiences with each other.

Zhou Huayang would occasionally discuss it with them.

Most of the time, I was playing black games with Alice and the others.

First he was too lazy to teach others.

Secondly, Shen Qing and others have limited qualifications and limited understanding.

You can learn something and understand it yourself from his works.

If they can't learn it, then Zhou Huayang demonstrates it with his own hands and preaches it from his mouth, but they still can't learn it.

On the fourth day, Shen Qing and others knew that they had been bothering for too long, so they said goodbye to Zhou Huayang and others at noon.

Each of them received a Spring Festival couplet from Pang Dun'er as a souvenir.

"My dear, there are still 70 households in our village who do not have Spring Festival couplets. They are not worried about scarcity but about inequality. Please help me. I will buy you whatever you want to eat."

The old village chief begged Fatty in a low voice downstairs.

Everyone in the village knows that Pang Dun'er's calligraphy treasures are precious, he is the champion of the Holy Grail of Calligraphy, and he is a famous pig on TV.

No, a few days ago Pang Dun'er practiced calligraphy and sent Spring Festival couplets.

The remaining villagers who don't have Spring Festival couplets don't dare to go to Fatty'er, but they will bother the old village chief privately.

The old village chief thought so. Anyway, hundreds of households gave it away.

It’s really not good that some people don’t have it.

Just the welfare of Yagyu Village at that time, right?

It's just that Fatty'er has been lazy these past two days and didn't go to the square to write Spring Festival couplets at all.

This made the old village chief scratch his head.

He definitely couldn't bother Zhou Huayang.

Afraid of being offensive.

As for Fatty... he is willful and willful, and in his eyes he is a child.

I can only try to coax Fatty.

"Hum."

Fatty tilted his head in thought.

Just when the old village chief thought there was something interesting.

Fatty'er turned around and ran into the house. He was not interested in writing Spring Festival couplets at all.

Zhou Huayang smiled helplessly, this little fat pig... will always cause trouble.

If you don't want to give it away, that's fine. If you want to give it away, it really doesn't cost more than a few dozen pieces.

"Village Chief, I will ask Pang Dun'er to complete the remaining Spring Festival couplets later and deliver them to your home."

Zhou Huayang poked his head out from the third floor.

"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you..." The old village chief was overjoyed. Now he didn't have to be harassed by the villagers.

He muttered and walked out, "It's amazing... Huayang's ears are so good, right? He can hear this?"

He was obviously very quiet.



At night, Zhou Huayang delivered seventy Spring Festival couplets to the village chief's home.

I felt the fluctuation coming from the direction of the village entrance.

"finally come."

Zhou Huayang's figure flashed and arrived at the entrance of the village.

A 1.8-meter-tall, handsome middle-aged man in a blond suit, with his hands behind his back, was waiting under the dimly lit village sign.

"I didn't expect you would dare to come to China!"

Zhou Huayang looked at Saint Sol.

Make sure this is not some clone of Saint Sol or some other puppet.

"Haha, why don't I dare to come?"

Saint Sol's Chinese is very standard.

"If I had known you were coming in person, I should have led someone to ambush you."

Zhou Huayang smiled.

He glanced sideways and saw that in the darkness in the distance, Saros, the strongest of the Seven Knights, was standing like a bodyguard.

At the same time, he exuded a strong fighting spirit towards Zhou Huayang.

That day, he was defeated by Zhou Huayang in the Holy See. After that, he practiced swordsmanship hard in seclusion and made some progress.

If possible, he really hoped to fight Zhou Huayang again immediately.

Saint Sol shook his head, "You are not that kind of person.

If you have the strength to kill me, you will do it directly. If you don't, you won't do it, and you won't even bother to bully the minority."

"Say it as if you know me well."

Zhou Huayang sneered.

His Mo Xuejian is already a middle-grade profound weapon.

He already has the confidence to kill Saint Sol.

It's just that the occasion is wrong.

There was no way he could do anything in Yagyu Village.

He casually took out the great sword of the God of Light, Sheng Yun, from the storage ring and threw it to Saint Sol.

"Please check it. I am not responsible for any problems with the items after you leave."

Saint Sol did not answer, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes showed dissatisfaction and excitement.

"Is this the Great Sword of the God of Light?"

Saint Sol stroked the holy rhyme like a big stick and carefully felt its power.

I am not too worried that Zhou Huayang will tamper with Shengyun.

Because the soul contract still exists today.

Of course, Saint Sol will also habitually check carefully, just in case.

"Is there a problem?"

"have!"

Saint Sol looked up and sighed.

Holding the giant sword in his hand, he easily controlled the giant sword of the God of Light and became its master.

At this moment, Shengyun emitted a crystal-white light, and the sword began to extend until it was three meters long.

It's just an illusory sword body condensed by most of the power of holy light.

It takes a lot of effort to maintain its state.

"what is the problem?"

Zhou Huayang asked.

"Much weaker than I thought."

Saint Sol gathered his strength and the giant sword returned to its original appearance.

"Hahaha, maybe you can find a bigger piece of Shengyun and I can try to make it."

Zhou Huayang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Huh, no need."

Saint Sol raised a sneer on his lips, "You must have the ability to withstand part of the power of the soul contract, but you have not tried your best to refine the Great Sword of the God of Light.

"I have already been mentally prepared for this, so I was mentally prepared from the beginning that you would only take out the Shengyun embryos."

"The rest, I will slowly improve it myself!"

Saint Sol waved the Holy Rhyme.

It seems that there are some special secrets within the Holy Light Holy See that can enhance the holy charm.


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