C10 (2/2)
Before I left, Tang Lang told me not to take out my token unless it was an urgent matter, because the Demonic Sect's hunting for Yan Huang was very intense right now.
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After Tang Lang left, I bid farewell to Wang Hu, Zhuge Long, and left the Immortal Cave.
Ever since my wounds healed, I wanted to go to the old brothel. I had too many doubts about the picture of the Frigid Plum.
Squeezing bus is a national sport, a whole body sport, and sports techniques include single pole, suspension ring, scattered fight, yoga, balance wood, etc.
It was only a little more than twenty minutes drive from the Old Stone Temple to the Antique Street, but it felt like it was going to be as long as a year. The entire carriage was packed like a can of sardines. Occasionally, the shaking of the carriage would cause the people inside to stagger and stagger.
As I got off the bus, I let out a long breath. This trip to the bus only served to strengthen my determination to fly while condensing the pill and controlling the sword.
The old brush shop was just like the old days. One could still see a room full of calligraphy and paintings the moment they entered the door. The smell of ink and water was strong in the room, as were a few new calligraphy and paintings.
The owner of the old calligraphy shop be named mei, and his name be new
He was quite famous in the antique street generation as well.
”Old Master!”
As soon as I entered the room, I cupped my fists and bowed to Old Man Plum, who was sitting on the counter.
”It's you.” Old Man Plum looked at me with a smile. The old man said a few words. You young people might not like hearing these words, but staying up all night was not good for your health. Especially when you stayed up all night and the next day you seemed to have lost all your energy. Look at your eyes, you probably haven't slept for two days. ”
I nodded. ”Old Master, you're right — I really don't like to hear these words.”
”…”
I didn't want to be entangled with these matters, so I went straight to the point. ”Old Master, I came to find you for some matters today.”
”Hey hey hey, old man, don't go. I haven't said anything yet.”
”Stop it, stop it.” Old Plum waved his hand, ”This old man doesn't have anything else to give you. These are my coffins.”
”How dare you say you're spending money!” Old Man Plum glared at him and said, ”Even twenty dollars is worth it! What can I buy with twenty dollars! ”
I rubbed my nose with my finger. ”Money is all part of one's heart!”
”Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. The Old Master wants to ask you something. I want to ask you, do you know who did that painting of the Winter Plum Blossom? ”
Old Man Plum finally put down the calligraphy and paintings in his hands, stroking his beard: ”Winter Plum Blossom? Why do you ask? ”
I said, ”Ever since I've been studying this Winter Plum Blossom, I've been feeling that my body and soul have been elevated to new heights. So I'm looking for the author of this painting. As the saying goes, words are appropriate, so is the painting. The author of such a work must be a man of great talent and high character. ”
When the time is right, stop. I hope my bullshit is convincing.
It was clear that Old Man Plum didn't put too much thought into my words. He was frowning as if he was thinking about something.
After a long while, Old Man Mei said: ”It's been a while, I don't remember too clearly. Sigh, people get old just for this memory. I don't remember the man's name, but he was handsome and refined. Back then, when he came here, he said that he wanted to exchange the painting for some alcohol. Aside from the creative concept, the drawing, drawing, and layout of the Plum Blossom Painting were all ordinary. ”However, I was unable to endure his soft tone and thus decided to accept it in the end. Ah, to be honest, all of you seem very similar to his stubborn personality.”
I expressed my helplessness. ”Old Master, can you not insult me at the end of the sentence?”
Old Man Plum looked at me and chuckled. Suddenly, he slapped his head and said, ”Aiyo, I have such a good memory. ”I remember that person's surname seemed to be Zhou, but I don't remember anything about Zhou.”
”Surnamed Zhou?” I whispered in my heart, ”Zhou Wu Zheng Wang.” ”Zhou is also a big family name. Where would I go to find a person with the surname Zhou in the vast sea of people? But the one with the surname Zhou in the cultivation world seems to only be that person from Mount Shu, right?”
I shook my head. ”It shouldn't be possible. The Mount Shu cultivator from Mount Shu shouldn't be so down and out that he could use painting to exchange for wine and money. How annoying!”
Even though I didn't get the answer I wanted, I still thanked the old man. After all, the Winter Plum Blossom that was sold for twenty years had saved my life.
Therefore, before I left, I expressed my gratitude to Old Master Mei in full. I pointed to a pair of jade-green carp pictures on the wall and said, ”Old Master, this painting seems pretty good. I'm very happy — —”
Before I could finish my sentence, the old man pushed me aside and slammed the door shut.