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Chapter 87 Jade Surprise (Please Subscribe)

When Yi Shuyuan and Wu Minggao left the county magistrate's study together, Wu Minggao was in a good mood, but Yi Shuyuan could only say that his expression was calm, and there were still some thoughts in his heart.

After seeing Yi Shuyuan's calligraphic attainments, Lin Xiu, in addition to being generous with praise, also said that he had neglected to pay attention to the compilation of county chronicles before, and he would definitely discuss with Yi Shuyuan often in the future.

Good guy, Yi Shuyuan feels that although these words are all good words, won't it be more difficult for him to catch fish in the future?

When Wu Minggao and Yi Shuyuan returned to the library together, the former hadn't left yet. Yi Shuyuan looked at him curiously while arranging the book case.

"Master Wu, is there no business to do?"

Wu Minggao didn't answer, but went to the desk and helped Yi Shuyuan organize the papers together, admiring while arranging.

"Good handwriting, good handwriting, sir's calligraphy has improved again, or when he came to the county government, he just wrote some handwriting at first."

Wu Minggao looked at Yi Shuyuan who was arranging the papers without making a sound, and couldn't help feeling some waves in his heart.

Calligraphy has reached this level and it is already very difficult. It is really hard to imagine that Mr. Yi has made great strides in this short period of time.

Seeing Wu Minggao's awkward expression, Yi Shuyuan then said something.

"When Yi prepares a book seal, another book will be given to the Master Registrar."

Uh, it looks like the seal is ready!
But Wu Minggao didn't know, and when he heard this, his face burst into a smile.

"Oh, how can this be done. But since Mr. Yi said so, how can Mr. Wu refuse!"

Looking at Wu Minggao's appearance, Yi Shuyuan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master Wu, your demeanor is too contrived!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Wu Minggao laughed loudly.

When Wu Minggao's laughter faded away, Yi Shuyuan said with emotion.

"Actually, Yimou's calligraphy has really improved during this period of time."

Wu Minggao was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then his face showed horror. It turned out to be the progress brought about by this period of time?It's just that Yi Shuyuan's words continued.

"Actually, in life, many people are calm and doing nothing.

Some people think it is boring, some people think it is a blessing, but in this calm, everyone has a flash of inspiration.

Maybe it was a sweet dream in my spare time, maybe it was a surprise by chance, or maybe I chose to avenge the people when I was in a dilemma like Master Lin.”

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan looked at Wu Minggao.

"The same is true of Yi Mou's calligraphy. He is deeply influenced by everything he has seen, heard, and experienced. To reach this level, it is nothing more than blending emotions on paper!"

Wu Minggao stopped laughing, he looked at Yi Shuyuan, in a trance, he only felt that there was a natural moat between the two of them separating them.

This is a distance that Wu Minggao thinks he can't reach, but maybe this is why Mr. Yi is extraordinary, and this is why Mr. Yi's calligraphy can reach this level!

Among all the ways, the ancient masters are as brilliant as the stars, and this Mr. Yi will definitely be one of the stars in the future!
Wu Minggao said with some emotion.

"Wu has been taught!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"Master Wu, Yi is just expressing his feelings, and didn't preach anything."

"Well, I won't bother you sir, sir remember to engrave a seal."

"Don't forget!"

Yi Shuyuan answered dumbfoundedly, then saluted Wu Minggao and watched him walk out of the library.

Then Yi Shuyuan tidied up all the papers on the table, sat in front of the table and propped his face with his hands.

Hui Mian got out of Yi Shuyuan's clothes and climbed onto his shoulders again, seeing Yi Shuyuan in a daze, he couldn't help but wonder.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about the future."

After being so dazed for a while, Yi Shuyuan took out the piece of ebony and played with it in the other hand, stood up and turned it over, stood up and turned it over again
Hui Mian just stared at it like this, as if he couldn't get tired of watching it.

Gradually, Yi Shuyuan's eyes slowly closed.

Yi Shuyuan's posture was like the first time that day when he really breathed out the spiritual energy of the world, leaning against the desk with his fist resting on his chin, but he was obviously not sleeping, nor did he seem to be practicing.

Before you know it, it's night again. Tonight, dark clouds cover the stars and the moon, and the places in Yuanjiang County that can be found except for the lights are dim.

Hui Mian knew how to measure, and quietly waited by the table, not making any movement.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan was recalling the feeling of being at the fan stall on the street that day in his heart, and there was a hazy mist in the depths of his mind, just like comparing with the weather, Yi Shuyuan's mood was also dark.

Outside the library, the moon that was originally blocked by the dark clouds slowly emerged, and Yi Shuyuan's mind also seemed to be gradually parting from the dark clouds, revealing a bright brilliance.

Under the hazy mist, there was a slightly rippling water curtain. As the ripples gradually calmed down, Yi Shuyuan's imagination was reflected in the water, and he slowly opened a unique folding fan with one hand.

There are both characters and patterns on the fan. There are landscapes and homes. There are people with birds and animals. There are men and women, old and young.
Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes, and he already had a clear idea of ​​the fan he wanted in his heart. This fan can only be made and painted by himself.

Thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan changed his hand to rest his chin, and looked down at the ebony in his hand. Naturally, he couldn't miss the ruler!
The fuchi and the Xingmu knocked on the county government hall are actually the same thing, but they are called differently by different people. As a storyteller, how can you not have your own fuchi?
"Tsk tsk, if these two things are made, it will be quite good if I, Yi Shuyuan, can really refine them into some treasures in the future! No, not only is it good, it's very exciting to think about!"

Yi Shuyuan muttered to himself, imagining himself walking and fanning with a fan.

Thinking about it, he suddenly frowned, shit, why did a picture of Ouyang Ke appear in his mind, get out of my mind quickly!
Too much imagination is not always a good thing sometimes.

"It's better to keep it when it's okay"

"Sir, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing, are you hungry?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at Xiao Diao at the corner of the desk, who shook his head and replied immediately.

"Not hungry! Just continue to practice, sir!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded, but his eyes naturally fell on the ebony beside him.

"What kind of wood do you think this piece of wood is?"

Hui Mian came over out of curiosity, looked closely at the ebony wood, and poked out his nose to sniff it, it was filled with the aura of Mr.

I don't know what kind of tree this piece of wood is from, and it feels very heavy.

In fact, it is not small, it is three fingers thick, and its length is slightly longer than one palm. As far as Xingmu Fuchi is concerned, two pieces are more than enough.

Because of Yi Shuyuan's long-term cultivation and infusion of aura, as long as you feel it carefully, you can feel the aura in the ebony at this moment, and it seems to become more extraordinary.

Do you want to give it a try?After all, I have the experience of engraving, and my control is quite good!

Once this thought came together, he couldn't stand it any longer, and soon Yi Shuyuan became itchy. After thinking about it for a while, Yi Shuyuan planned to try it.

There was only a small carving knife at hand, and he took it over and gestured at the ebony twice, and then slowly lowered the knife in the middle of one side, but when the tip of the knife touched the ebony, it was like touching fine steel, and he couldn't make an inch at all.

Yi Shuyuan frowned slightly, picked up the magic power in his body, and gradually entangled it from the fingertips to the tip of the knife.

At this moment, there seemed to be an aura echoing in the ebony, so that the carving knife broke into the ebony all at once.

Yi Shuyuan's eyes lit up slightly, as if he saw a thin line in the center of the ebony, and he slashed down with the knife.

"Fuck."

It was only after a shallow knife mark that the ebony was split into two on the table, which surprised Yi Shuyuan himself.

After being separated, the two pieces of ebony were almost exactly the same size, but each piece looked slender.

With the experience just now, Yi Shuyuan's confidence increased greatly. He grabbed a piece of ebony and set it up. Following the feeling just now, he grabbed the carving knife and dropped it on the ebony in the same way.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan seemed to have entered another state.

Yi Shuyuan can feel every inch of detail of the ebony in his hand, can echo every trace of aura in it, and can perceive the subtle and inaudible special pulse in the veins of ebony.

It's more like wandering in the mind, following the things in your hands to see a big tree that once stood up to the sky and the sea in the distance
The turbulent waves beat the trees to the sky, and the sky rolled over and overturned
The vicissitudes of time, the sky is turbulent.
It turns out that the tree in my hand is not ebony, but it was baptized by the sky thunder. Is there really a tree that can grow over ten thousand feet?
"Qiangqiang-"

A distant and loud cry pierced through time and space.

Yi Shuyuan's mind was greatly shocked
The imagination and roaming in the heart also stopped here, and gradually returned to the status quo with a restless mind.

But at the next moment, the carving knife in Yi Shuyuan's hand fell again, and he had become more comfortable at this time, and every knife was as natural as a dragon dancing.

There were sawdust constantly falling on the table and case, and there was even a flash of thunder in the process, Yi Shuyuan didn't pay attention to it at all, he wanted to write out the spirit in his heart at this moment, he used a carving knife as a pen!

Hui Mian has already retracted to the corner of the table case, the stubbornness in his heart makes him not want to escape from the book case, escape from Yi Shuyuan's side, and insist on being with him.

The appearance of the ebony in Yi Shuyuan's hand has gradually changed.

The four corners become rounded, the figure becomes slender, and there are more symmetrical patterns on the body. The pattern from the beginning to the end is like a delicate ribbon wrapping around the wooden body.

Yi Shuyuan began to feel intense fatigue at this moment, but he had reached this point, and the realization in his heart that success or failure depends on one move was so strong that his heart trembled.

Yi Shuyuan grasped the wrist of his right hand with his left hand to stabilize his trembling hand. The carving knife is not only a pen, but also a thin sword in his hand.

"Boom"

There was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, Yi Shuyuan didn't seem to have heard it, but in his inner scene, there was also a sound of thunder, just like the time when he was shocked.

Recalling the horror of that day, and recalling the power of the thunder back then.

Yi Shuyuan took a deep breath, mobilized his whole body's mana and even his true energy, stabilized the carving knife with both hands, and slowly dropped it in the center of the foot ruler.

Two lines of text gradually appeared under the carving knife, but with more and more words, Yi Shuyuan was almost exhausted, his hands could not move the carving knife, and his eyelids began to fight, as if he would faint in the next moment.

Do it, just one step away!
Yi Shuyuan's heart was ruthless, and he bit the tip of his tongue hard, ignoring the pain.

In an instant, his spirit was refreshed, and the blood emerged from his mouth with a faint mysterious light, which was swallowed by Yi Shuyuan in one gulp.

A mysterious aura regenerated from the fingertips, more like the Lei Hao who was stunned that day also resurfaced in Yi Shuyuan's imagination, allowing the carving knife to move again.

Falling Ruler Calls Sound Yuzhe Thunder

Handheld Dynamo

At the moment when the last word fell, a yellow light flashed across the ruler.

Yi Shuyuan's hair and clothes were shaken wildly, the steel carving knife in his hand was shattered in an instant, and a fine and slender ruler was floating above the desk in front of him.

"Boom boom boom."

The thunder sounded again, and it began to rain "crash la la la" outside.

Yi Shuyuan panted slightly, staring at his masterpiece intently, with a look of disbelief and surprise on his face, he could even feel the active spirituality in front of him, as if he was also full of the same spirit as him. The joy of the owner.

Yi Shuyuan panted slightly, and said the last sentence before his body was overwhelmed by intense exhaustion.

"Ho, ho, Ho Ni is my ruler, the name is: Jade Shock!"

Yu Jing, also known as Yu Jing, said the last word, and Yi Shuyuan passed out.

hum-

A kind of aura erupted from the foot in an instant, and the invisible aura spread, causing the rain outside the library to ripple with a rain curtain.

"Sir—sir—"

Hui barely cared about his fear, screaming and jumping to Yi Shuyuan's side.
(End of this chapter)