When passers-by put the Four Treasures of the Study into the bookcase, Yu Sheng and the others walked up to them.
"Thank you sir for your help," Yu Sheng said.
"It's just a piece of cake." A passerby picked up the book box and asked, "Is the road in front going to Yangzhou City?"
"Yes, sir, are you going to Yangzhou?"
After receiving a positive reply, Yu Sheng added: "It's getting late now. If you miss Sutou, you can only stay in the wilderness."
He pointed at the inn, "If you don't mind, sir, why don't you go to the inn and stay overnight?"
Along the way in Gusu, the passers-by were already a little tired, so they agreed without hesitation, "That's it, little brother."
After being attacked by Master Shan, everyone no longer had the intention to work, and there was almost nothing left to cultivate, and the rest should be given to grass to survive.
Yu Sheng waved his hand and everyone packed up their things and went back.
He asked Ye Zigao to help passers-by carry their book boxes, and he led the passers-by towards the stone bridge.
Aunt Qing on the stone bridge is no longer there, leaving only the little white fox sitting on the bridge basking in the sun.
"Where are you from, sir?" Yu Sheng asked.
He was amazed by the hand that the passerby showed just now. He was also a calligraphy practitioner and wanted to come up with something.
"Just call me Luo Wenwen." A passerby said politely, "I come from Luo City in the Central Plains. I traveled here to find the remains of ancient people."
When they stepped onto the stone bridge, passers-by looked up and saw Jian Nang, and understood that they were in Jian Nang Town, the westernmost town of Yangzhou.
"Little brother, let me ask if there is anyone named Cang nearby?" Luo Wenwen asked Yu Sheng.
"The surname is Cang?" Yu Sheng shook his head, "No."
"What about other surnames, such as Luo, Wen, etc." Luo Wenwen asked again.
Yu Sheng can definitely say no.
The town is not big, and the surnames are fixed. Except for Yu Sheng, most of the villagers in the town are related to each other.
In Li Zheng's words, the Yu family is the only one who is incompatible with the town. The Yu family is a single generation and the wife he married was never a local.
After getting Yu Sheng's reply, Luo Wenwen was not disappointed. The answer was as expected.
"Maybe future generations have changed their surname." He sighed.
But in this way, the chance of finding it becomes even slimmer, and what if it is found? The descendants of the saints are also lost to everyone.
The city of Luo was desolate, the relics of the saints were destroyed, and the people were allowed to be bullied, struggling to survive in the cracks. The holy war destroyed all hopes.
But Luo Wenwen was not willing to give in. There was someone in this world who surpassed the gods, made him confused, made him follow, and made him see hope.
"We've arrived at the inn." While Luo Wen was meditating, Yu Sheng pointed at the inn plaque and said.
"Is there an evil inn?" Luo Wenwen raised his head and read, and stopped walking up the steps.
"Who wrote this character...?" Luo Wenwen looked at it carefully. These five characters were well written, and there was an aura of escape hidden in the neatness.
This stumped Yu Sheng, "My grandfather, or my grandfather? I'm not sure."
"Good word, little brother turns out to be the innkeeper." Luo Wenwen praised and walked into the inn.
Luo Wenwen saw many good characters in his travels, but this character was not at the top of the list. He was just a little surprised to see it in the countryside.
As soon as they stepped into the inn, a string of harsh songs rushed towards them, making Yu Sheng subconsciously cover his ears.
"Who, who is sawing wood?" Yu Sheng said.
The singing stopped, and Xing Ge sat on the wooden ladder and looked at Yu Sheng in embarrassment.
Chan'er, who was sitting next to him with his chin in his hands, said, "Sing quickly, why did you stop?"
Yu Sheng put down his ears and wondered how she could continue to listen, "This singing made me feel sick."
Chan'er was puzzled, "I understand. What the shopkeeper meant was that he was moved by the singing and his heart was trembling."
"I..." Yu Sheng was about to speak when Ye Zi pushed him up from behind.
He whispered: "Shopkeeper, don't forget where Chan'er came from. Maybe she really thinks the song is good."
Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, but after careful consideration, he realized that the chirping of cicadas was as harsh as this song. Even though he had become a demon, Chan'er still found it beautiful and moving when he heard similar songs.
"Going out to sing and singing under the setting sun is even more unforgettable." Yu Sheng puts it another way.
"I got it." Chan'er clapped her hands, "That makes sense. Let's go outside."
In the past few days, Chan'er's body had almost recovered after being nursed back to health by linden wine and green vegetables. She stood up and pulled the corner of Xing Ge's clothes and asked him to go outside.
Unable to resist the warm hospitality, Xingge hesitated a little and then helped Chan'er out.
Seeing that this kid was actually more popular than him, Ye Zigao suddenly felt unbalanced.
He whispered in Yu Sheng's ear: "I suspect that this boy was haunted by monsters because he had ulterior motives when he invited people to mount the horse."
"His dull look can tease people?" Yu Sheng didn't believe it. This line was simply more honest than an honest person.
Ye Zigao looked at Xing Ge's back, "Some honest people are scarier than lovers. They are patient and are the best hunters."
Without waiting for Yu Sheng's answer, Ye Zigao turned around and walked outside, "No, I have to watch this kid and grab his fox tail."
The little white fox who came back with Yu Sheng heard this and squatted down to hide his tail. There is something wrong with this man. Why is he grabbing the fox's tail?
Yu Sheng was too lazy to pay attention to him. When he turned around to entertain Luo Wenwen, he saw him standing under the menu and carefully studying the words on it.
"Who wrote these words?" Luo Wenwen pointed to the menu.
Yu Sheng walked over and said, "I wrote it."
All the menus written by Lao Yu have long since been taken down because Yu Sheng cannot cook the dishes on them.
As for "uncooked fish dishes", Yu Sheng put it up himself after being annoyed by customers.
The effect of this sign is remarkable. Since it was put up, few people asked Yu Sheng to cook fish.
"Good calligraphy, better than the calligraphy on the plaque." Luo Wenwen nodded in praise, "But the front calligraphy is too neat, and the back has a spiritual change."
Those changed characters were hung up after Yu Sheng practiced calligraphy. Luo Wenwen’s praise proved that Yu Sheng’s hard work paid off.
The spirituality of calligraphy is a step into the door of calligraphy, but there is still some distance between being able to express the spirit through writing, and entering the Tao is even further away.
But Luo Wenwen still asked, "Little shopkeeper, what is your surname?"
Yu Sheng said: "My surname is Yu, my name is Yu Sheng."
"Yu Sheng, whose surname is Yu?" Luo Wenwen thought about it and shook his head. He was just a young man with a talent for calligraphy.
However, Luo Wenwen has been disappointed too many times, not this time.
He encouraged: "Little brother, the change of this word seems a bit deliberate. You need to practice more and do whatever you want and change it according to your heart."
Yu Sheng nodded. He had learned many variations when copying copybooks, but he had not yet mastered them.
When writing the "Yangzhou Lion's Head" on the menu, I deliberately copied the words in the copybook in pursuit of change.
Luo Wenwen could tell at a glance that he was indeed someone who could defeat his enemies with calligraphy.
Yu Sheng boldly asked, "Are you a word fairy?"
Luo Wenwen smiled and waved his hand, "I don't dare to pretend to be an immortal. I haven't reached that point yet, and I am still on the road to enlightenment."
Yu Sheng told the story of the painting immortal who he had seen cast spells. In his opinion, both of them should have embarked on the path to immortality.
Luo Wenwen sat down and said, "Writing and painting are different."
Yu Sheng took a jar of Qinmu wine and asked, "Why is it different?"
While he was pouring wine, Ye Zigao covered his ears and fled in. Within the range covered by the singing, he could not catch the singing fox by its tail.
Luo Wen took a sip of wine, praised him and said: "We also use brushes to seek Taoism, and the scenery painted by immortals is constructed by immortal power."
"This is also the reason why things in Hua Xian's paintings can appear in front of him and be used by him."
"The words are different. Those three words just now use the basic and pure laws, powers, spells or the way of heaven that originally existed in the world."