The strongest Takikage

Chapter 548 Sheet 11: White Wave
"Is our teacher Senior Bailang?"

With a bit of surprise, Fu looked at the young man with short purple hair, black eyes, and nasolabial folds deeper than Itachi's and asked.

The earth spider Bailang, the backbone of the new generation of the earth spider family in Longyin Village.

He is the strongest ninja of the younger generation in the earth spider clan.

"Yes, I am the instructor of class seven. When the village assigned me the task of leading the team, I was surprised for a while. After all, I don't have much experience, but I can still guide students."

Bailang showed a kind smile, and his modest attitude greatly increased Fu's favor.

Sensitive Chongwu intuitively felt something was wrong, but didn't say much.

Chongwu is a taciturn person. Under normal conditions, he is a little clumsy and not good at speaking. When things are uncertain, he will not speak at will.

"That's great, I've heard Aying mention you a long time ago, you are a superb genius who uses the word binding technique!"

After confirming that Bailang was her leading teacher, the optimistic Fu said excitedly.

The A Ying in Fu's mouth is the soil spider Ying, who is a class older than them.

"Have you heard of my word binding technique?"

The word binding technique is a secret technique of the earth spider family, but it is quite difficult to practice, so it is rarely known to people. After hearing this, Bailang was taken aback, then showed a disappointed look, and said:
"Before I received the task of leading the team, I was planning to apply for a calligraphy class at the Ninja Federation University, but it seems that no one is interested."

Compared with writing novels and other lucrative side jobs, obviously few ninjas would devote themselves to practicing calligraphy, and Bailang didn't have the status of Ziraiya either.

"No way! I'm very interested. Each character has a different shape and origin. It's amazing that the combination and arrangement of each character can convey accurate information!"

Fu Lian shook her head, very interested in this talented ninja who was good at writing.

There was a smile on the corner of Bailang's mouth: "Then do you want to visit my calligraphy room? It is also necessary for the team members to understand each other."

"Of course!" Fu replied enthusiastically.

Taki and Shigego looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

After a while, the four of them came to the outskirts of Longyin Village.

"It's desolate here."

The suburban wind blew past, blowing up Taki's sleeves, making it chilly and making one feel gloomy.

"No, it's quiet." Bailang said seriously: "Creation can only be completed in an absolutely quiet environment, and only when you calm down can you write perfect words."

"Hmm." Zhong Wu nodded in a muffled voice.

"Let's go to the calligraphy room quickly! It's quite cold outside!" Fu tightly covered her clothes. Her clothes were always simple, and her wheat-colored skin was mostly exposed to the sun.

Soon, Bailang led the three of them into the calligraphy room.

It is not so much a calligraphy room as it is a small villa in the suburbs, with everything from the courtyard to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, Taki found a picture of words hanging on the wall.

"These words are a little different."

He glanced around, feeling more and more wrong.

"Is it different? One-character calligraphy is also normal, right? I heard that practicing calligraphy starts with one character. This is back to basics!"

The naive Fu looked disapproving, but seriously admired the words.

"There are some repeated words here!" Fu pointed to a wall and said.

Taki looked up and saw that this wall was a little different, it was divided into two rows.

One row of fonts is obviously a little rusty and crooked, while the other row of fonts looks much more correct, quite in the style of everyone.

"It was written when I was practicing calligraphy when I was a child." Seeing that everyone was focusing on this special wall, Bailang explained.

"It's amazing! It's the same word, but it looks completely different!"

Fu looked eager to try, and looked around, as if looking for something.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just changed because of the author's growth." Bailang opened the cabinet in the corner, and took out a plate of graphite and three brushes.

"Are you looking for these?"

"Yes!" Fu raised her hand, as if she was answering a question when she was studying at the affiliated school of Ninja University.

"It's true. You have to practice calligraphy when you come here. Let me study ink for you. Handwriting is like a person. You can often tell what kind of person the author is from the font, which can promote everyone's understanding."

Bailang and the three of them knelt side by side at a low square table, facing the writing on the wall.

While studying the ink, he said: "Studying ink is also an indispensable part of calligraphy, but I will help you today. I don't know which characters you want to use as practice?"

"Let's start with "Tao" and "People". These two characters are also on the wall, and they can be written in comparison." This time, Taki seemed to be more active than Fu, and rushed to speak.

Bailang looked at the two words on the wall, and was startled, but soon returned to normal, nodded and said: "Okay, let's start with these two words."

"Then I'll start!" Fu carefully picked up the brush and dipped some ink on it, but she didn't know how to do it. The ink-stained pen was hanging in the air, and while hesitating, the dripping ink stains stained the paper.

"Change to another." Bailang frowned slightly, changed another piece of paper for Fu, and said: "Calligraphy requires thinking about the composition of the characters before writing. If you can't understand the exact meaning of the characters, you can't write good characters." .”

"The meaning of the characters is completely placed on the paper, which is the real calligraphy. Otherwise, it is just a waste of paper and time."

"Ming, I understand!"

Fu felt as if she had done something bad, and her full vitality was instantly short.

Gradually, both the naive Fu and Taki, who sensed something was wrong, devoted themselves to practicing calligraphy.

After a while, Shigego, who wrote the slowest, also put down his pen.

"For novices, it's not bad." Bailang inspected the paper in front of the three of them and made an evaluation.

"Every stroke of Fu's characters is connected, and the completion speed is the fastest. It can be seen that she likes to make friends and is very lively."

"It's amazing, the teacher is right!"

Fu, who had been quiet for a long time, returned to normal and exclaimed.

Bai Langbao smiled and continued: "Chongwu's handwriting is very heavy, and the pen and ink are half through the paper, which shows that he is calm and powerful, and the font is much larger than Fu. He must be a steady person."

"That's right, that's true for Chongwu. Although he doesn't talk much, he is surprisingly reliable!"

Fu blinked and looked at Taki's words expectantly: "Teacher, what kind of person is Taki? He is always mysterious!"

"Yeah..." Bailang looked at the paper in front of Taki, his emotions fluctuated a bit, but he calmed down soon.

He looked at Taki, and happened to meet Taki's eyes in the air.

After thinking about it, Bailang said: "The perfect handwriting is exactly the same as the two words I wrote on the wall. Have you practiced handwriting before?"

"No." Taki replied calmly.

"As a beginner, he is simply a genius!" Bailang couldn't help being amazed.

He looked at the sky outside the window, it was almost dusk.

"Let's stop here today, everyone already knows each other, let's start the mission tomorrow!"

As Bailang spoke, he began to carefully put away the pen, ink and paper.

"Okay! Can our calligraphy be hung up too?!" Fu looked very happy seeing her calligraphy being put into the cupboard.

"of course."

"I go first."

Unlike Fu, Taki showed no interest, and left the house after saying goodbye.

"You really don't understand the style, but it's really late, Teacher Bailang, so I'll take my leave too!"

Fu muttered something, and left politely.

Chong Wu followed closely behind.

After all three of them left, Bailang took out two calligraphy from the cabinet.

Not long after the ink was dry, the words "Tao" and "Min" written by Taki were exactly the same as those written by Bai Lang, who had been immersed in the Fa for more than ten years.

But in the next moment, the two pieces of paper were put on the Kun oil candle and lit.

The fragrance of the Kun oil candle mixed with the fragrance of ink is disgusting.

"It's nothing but rubbish."

Looking at the two pieces of paper that were burned little by little, Bailang nodded in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)