Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 146 Three Idiots
The grove is as quiet as before.

Meng Yuncheng has been to the cabin many times, but he still can't remember the way in the woods.

The middle-aged man stopped suddenly, with a troubled face and a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Third Uncle, what's the matter?" Meng Yuncheng asked upon seeing this.

"If the ordinary Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Formation is empty, I am confident that I can go out, but now the aura of the whole forest is completely integrated with the Jiugong Eight Diagrams Formation, and the orientation has been changing with time. If there is no Those who set up the formation lead the way, it is estimated that we will be trapped in the woods!"

The middle-aged man obviously underestimated the Jiugong Bagua formation, and his face was somewhat frustrated.

"It's okay, Huanhuanxixi will come back later and take us out!"

Meng Yuncheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly.

"Happy and happy? Is it Master Li's apprentice?" The middle-aged man asked in confusion.

"Master Li raised two weasels!" Meng Yuncheng shook his head with a smile on his lips.

"The pet I raised can walk freely in the Jiugong Bagua Formation. Could it be that I am not as good as his pet?"

The middle-aged man felt ashamed and wondered what kind of person Li Changqing was?

"Haw!"

One gray and one white, two [-] to [-] cm tall weasels stared at Meng Yuncheng and the middle-aged man with shining eyes, looking very spiritual.

"Come on, just follow them!",
Meng Yuncheng had already expected it, and followed Huanxixi with ease.

"It's not easy!"

The middle-aged man moved his heavy glasses on the bridge of his nose, stared at Huanhuanxixi, and a bold idea came to his mind.

The two followed Huanxixi and sometimes walked on the water, sometimes walked through the thorns, and actually stepped on the path.

When the eyes of the two suddenly opened up, they saw a simple log cabin.

Green bamboos, orchids, and camellias are planted outside the house, and the environment is elegant.

In front of a desk under the bamboo grove, a young man was holding a vermilion brush in his hand, writing on a piece of white paper intently.

The middle-aged man was stunned on the spot when he saw Li Changqing, although he learned from Meng Yuncheng that Li Changqing was not only good at reading, but also had superb medical skills, in-depth study of mathematics, superb piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even extraordinary attainments in Fengshui and metaphysics. He was about the same age as him, but when he truly experienced the power of the Jiugong Bagua Formation, it was still difficult to associate such an extraordinary person with the young man in front of him, because he was too young, too young!
After carefully looking at it, the middle-aged man was a little bit astonished. As the No.30 fourth-generation grandson of the sub-sage Mencius, he had heard the rumors of Haoran righteousness since he was a child, but he had only seen it in books. He even thought that Haoran righteousness It didn't exist at all, it was a fiction of the predecessors, so later I pestered my elders to become a Taoist priest at Qingyang Temple outside the southwest gate of Chengdu City.

When he heard Li Changqing's sound of reading like a bell in the morning and evening drums, and his exquisite chess and calligraphy, he didn't quite believe it. To the slightest book breath!

"That's normal. It's not easy to have a good hand at such a young age. How can there be awe-inspiring righteousness! But even if you don't have awe-inspiring righteousness, the Jiugong Bagua formation just now can be called a master of the formation, and you can communicate well. Take a look at your experience, this trip is worthwhile, this trip is worthwhile!"

The middle-aged man smiled brightly as he thought about it, feeling relieved.

"Principal Li, you are so elegant!" Meng Yuncheng said with a smile after Li Changqing finished writing.

"Hehe, Teacher Meng came back very early!"

Li Changqing naturally saw the middle-aged man in Taoist robes, nodded to him, and then said to Meng Yuncheng.

"My third uncle, Meng Hongru, nicknamed 'Three Idiots', obsessed with calligraphy, painting, and Go, insists on challenging you!"

Meng Yuncheng admired a painting that Li Changqing gave him at home. Meng Hongru was shocked when he saw it, and pestered him to tell stories about Li Changqing.

"Eldest nephew, don't talk nonsense! Qingyang Guanxuanwei in Chengdu City, Meng Hongru is the name of a former layman. I saw the calligraphy that Master Li gave to Yuncheng, and I like Master Li's calligraphy very much, so I thought about it and exchanged words!"

Meng Hongru smiled awkwardly, winked at Meng Yuncheng, and said in a low-key manner.

"Third Uncle, that's not what you say at home! It happens that Master Li is practicing calligraphy, why don't you show your hand and scare Master Li?"

Meng Yuncheng didn't seem to notice, and continued to preach.

"Master Li, please correct me!", Meng Hongru was born in a scholarly family, and he was good at calligraphy, painting, and Go. After becoming a Taoist priest, he has a lot of free time, and his skills are more perfect. I am sure that although my calligraphy is not as good as Li Changqing's, it is almost the same, so I took a pen and wrote on the white rice paper, "Tao follows nature"!
Li Changqing was quite surprised. Meng Hongru's handwriting was much better than that of Sun Yingzhong, the chairman of Wen'an City Calligraphy Association. The four words were written overnight like a stroke of genius, and a natural and fresh feeling rushed towards him.

"Master Li, what do you think?"

Holding Li Changqing's writing brush, Meng Hongru felt like he was at his fingertips. He wrote the best calligraphy in his life. He was confused by Li Changqing's Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation. passed him, and asked casually on purpose.

"Not bad!" Li Changqing praised.

"Third Uncle, when will your handwriting reach this level?"

In Meng Yuncheng's impression, Meng Hongru's calligraphy is exquisite, but it is definitely far from Li Changqing.

"It's just a matter of course, Master Li, please?"

Meng Hongru was not surprised at all, because even he himself couldn't help admiring his own handwriting, and made a gesture of invitation to Li Changqing.

"it is good!"

Li Changqing held the vermilion pen again, and the awe-inspiring righteousness of Meixin Ni Gongwan was condensed on the tip of the pen, and he also wrote four words on the paper.

"The mountains and rivers are magnificent!"

"Through the paper, it seems to be able to see the towering mountains and the rushing rivers. The reputation is well-deserved. How about we draw?"

Since ancient times, there has been no first handwriting. Among the people Meng Hongru has met, Li Changqing's handwriting can be ranked in the top three, but he doesn't think his handwriting is worse than Li Changqing.

"Hmm!" Li Changqing replied with a smile.

"Haha, we can't tell the difference in calligraphy. Do you have Go here? How about a game?"

Daoist Meng Hongru's nickname of "Three Idiots" is not for nothing. No one has played chess with him all the way, and his hands are itchy.

"Yes!", Li Changqing played Go chess with national go player Fan Xiping in the Tianyuan Chess Room of the Confucian Saint Academy Jiugong Academy. used.

At this time, a gust of mountain wind blows, and the bamboo leaves dance, sweeping up the fallen leaves on the ground!
　I have been interrupted for ten days due to something, sorry everyone!I'm guilty!I dare not read book reviews, and dare not post on QQ, so try to make up for everyone in the next half month!
　　
　
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