Legend of the Cultivation God

The thirty-fifth chapter reveals the handwriting of the horse's foot

Zhang Xiaohua also took the pen and ink of the shopkeeper, and went to the pharmacy to take medicine. He knew that he had already exposed his feet in front of others.

Although the weather is now dim, the smoke rises from everywhere, but many shops are on the lights, open the door to welcome guests, the drug shop also did not fight, Zhang Xiaohua naturally will not go to the previous medical hall, just find a family to go, shop The buddy is not very busy, picking up the prescription that Zhang Xiaohua handed up, but only slightly frowning, but there is no slight surprise. In this town, there are certainly doctors who take out the tidy prescription to take medicine, and more like Zhang Xiaohua. , please ask someone to copy the prescriptions of others to take medicine. The crab-like handwriting of Zhang Xiaohua can only increase the experience of the people in the store, and the other half is not.

Holding the buddy's good medicine, Zhang Xiaohua paid the money and threw his "Ink" at the garbage in the store. At this time, Nie Qianyu in the inn explained with a smile to the confused orange. Dao: "Small oranges, blaming yourself for teaching you to see more details on weekdays, you must know the details to determine success or failure. You didn't look at the three-character scriptures that you only learned for three months, but he didn't know. His handwriting reveals a great horse!"

"Yes? Miss, I see that he is really bad at writing. It is the ugly picture. It is ugly. Can you see that he is making a fake?"

"No, those words are his own true level, but it is he who did not make a fake, I can see it."

"Hey, miss, you and don't sell it. In the end, where is the flaw? You can talk about it!"

Nie Qianxi still did not panic and said: "Do you still remember the calligraphy of famous artists, what do you say?"

The little orange thought for a moment: "In my impression, nothing more than words, like a person, Zhu Yu Yu Run."

“噗嗤” Nie Qianxi couldn’t help but laugh out loudly and laughed and said: “The pearls are rich and fascinating.”

The little orange begged: "What do you say?"

"There are people who are boastful. They are usually thick and dense. They are dense and complex. They are natural, simple or delicate. They are just round or soft, subtle or unassuming. The gestures are thought to be floating clouds, and they are full of stunned dragons. It’s round, powerful and so on.”

The little orange still didn't understand, and suddenly looked at her own lady. "Is there any such advantages in the style of Ren Xiaoyao? How can I not see it?"

“呸” Nie Qian licked a small orange and said: “There are so many advantages in his handwriting, but it only takes one place.”

“Hey,” said the little orange. “The crab word in that hand, and the great advantage?”

"Yes," Nie Qianxi thought: "It's strong and powerful, and the pen force is straight through the bottom of the paper. Listen to what I said, people in the rivers and lakes, many grasshoppers, have never learned calligraphy, can write At that time, it is often inadvertent to use the internal force to make it out. It is the true calligrapher. It is not like this. Do you think this is the same?"

I have to praise Nie Qianqian, a young age, really a big expert.

Although Zhang Xiaohua was enlightened by Shuo Wen Jie Zi, she read countless herbal books in a short period of time. She can dance with ink and ink. The most important thing is that he has no time to practice what is written, that is, most strokes are not necessarily I can know, let alone study calligraphy, the handwriting word is of course extremely ugly.

After all, his body is full of instinct, and, just a glimpse of a trace of heaven, the way of calligraphy is just a kind of tricks. Although Zhang Xiaohua does not really write, it can be infinitely in between. The internal strength and a little bit of heavenly meaning, although Nie Qianxi is talented and intelligent, read the penpower in Zhang Xiaohua's strokes, but after all, it is not everyone, but he has never seen the natural charm of his calligraphy.

Even this simple cognition has completely sat down on what Nie Qianxuan thinks: This is definitely a master of martial arts.

However, immediately, another question was born: What is the young man's age?

Because, according to the limited experience of Nie Qiang, the masters of the rivers and lakes who can have such penpower are not immersed in the internal forces for decades. Only when the internal forces are applied to a certain extent can they pass through the roads one hundred times, and then they can turn the internal forces into reality. To the performance of calligraphy, Jiang Junjie, who is a lot older than Zhang Xiaohua, may not be able to write the same penpower as before.

Until Zhang Xiaohua took the medicine back from the outside, Nie Qianxi was still thinking about this problem.

Zhang Xiaohua entered the hut and took out the medicine that had some residual temperature. He said, "Miss Nie, this medicine is still warm. Can it be used? If it can't, I will pick up the hot kitchen."

Nie Qiang smiled and looked at Zhang Xiaohua: "It doesn't matter, this herb is just right."

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua saw that Nie Qianxi and the little orange looked at their eyes and something was wrong. They could not help but raise their vigilance and said: "Well, that is the best."

After that, I handed the medicine to the little orange and I was going out.

Where did Nie Qianyu let go of such a good opportunity and cried: "Ren Xiaoyao, you wait a moment, I have something to ask you."

"Oh, Miss Nie has something, but please tell me." Zhang Xiaohua asked carefully.

The little orange eyes looked at Zhang Xiaohua in a complicated way and said: "You wait a little, I will serve the lady to finish the medicine and say it."

The eyes of the little oranges made Zhang Xiaohua uneasy, and could not help but retreat a little and stand up.

Seeing that Nie Qianyu had finished the medicine, staring at Zhang Xiaohua and looking at it for a long time, Zhang Xiaohua stood there, feeling that she was like a fish being stared at by two female cats. Some creepy feelings could not help but ask: " Miss Nie, do you have anything? If you have something, please talk about it quickly. If you are tired for a day, you must hurry to rest."

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's somewhat evasive tone, Nie Qianxi was more relaxed. She smiled and asked: "Ren Xiaoyao, what prescription did you just write?"

Zhang Xiaohua frowned, thought for a moment, did not know what the prescription of his prescription was surprising, said: "From the drug shop, throw it away, the prescription lady will use it? Hey, yes, you Do you still have to take medicine again tomorrow morning? I have forgotten it."

The little orange groaned: "The prescription of my family, where the second dose is needed, this bowl of medicine is enough."

Zhang Xiaohua listened, and his heart was a move. He tried to say: "So the doctor's medical skills are very good?"

Nie Qianqi repeatedly put his left hand without injury, said: "That is a small orange praise, although a little woman knows a little medicine, can only treat small diseases, the little woman is now sick, just because of anxiety, plus The wrist has been hurt a little, it is very slight. Of course, it is good to have a prescription. If it is other, the little woman can't guarantee it."

"Oh, this way." Zhang Xiaohua's heart is somewhat regrettable.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua, Nie Qianqi said: "Is your family sick, need a doctor?"

Zhang Xiaohua thought about it for a moment, and said that Ji Xiaohua’s mother’s condition was repeated. Of course, he specifically ignored Ji Xiaohua’s things and only said one of his neighbors.

Nie Qianyu listened and smiled: "If you describe it from your description, it is just a simple disease of the lungs. It is very simple. It is only a long time ago. If you don't get timely treatment, you can cure the ordinary doctors in the town. If you are not at ease, I can prescribe a prescription. You took the medicine and adjusted it for ten days and a half. It should be better. However, it takes a long time to get sick, but it is difficult to recover."

Zhang Xiaohua listened to the big joy. She just wanted her to prescribe a prescription, but she could hear the usual doctors can also treat it. I think that I have left silver for Ji Xiaohua. I think it is enough. I laughed: "Since Miss Nie said this. Then, let them go to the medical hall for treatment. I thought I had a great illness."

Nie Qianyu listened, and she was disappointed. She said: "However, this is just to listen to your description. The way to cure the disease is to look at it. Everything must be carefully read. If it is convenient, or by the way, I will go see it. I will see it."

Where is Zhang Xiaohua willing to let her know the details, she just said: "This is too troublesome Miss Nie, your body is not good yet, wait for it later, I will have a chance to talk later."

Afterwards, he had to leave his words, and Nie Qianxi realized that he had been stunned by Zhang Xiaohua. He couldn’t help but be angry and funny. He said: "Any happy, wait a moment, I haven’t said your question yet." ”

Zhang Xiaohua secretly said: "Do not talk nonsense, of course I know you didn't say it, just don't want you to ask."

In the mouth, he said: "That also asks Miss Nie for advice."

Nie Qianxi said: "How old are you this year?"

Zhang Xiaohua listened. It is natural to say: "Miss Nie will tell me how big I am, and then answer your question."

The little orange next to him is not happy. He blames: "Any happy, see how you speak, don't know if the age of the girl is confidential? How can I tell others?"

Zhang Xiaohua scratched his head and said: "The age of the girl can be kept secret. Can the age of the boy be kept secret? The teacher who taught me told me that if you want to apply to yourself, you must first apply it to others. I don’t understand very much. Clearly, please ask Miss Nie to teach me, do you want to ask other people's questions when answering other people's questions?"

Nie Qianxi and the little orange are in a moment, isn’t this the truth? I have to ask people questions in plain language. Naturally, I have to report one report. Nie Qian can’t help but feel a little angry: "How can you not pity the jade?"

After thinking about it, the little orange said: "Ren Xiaoyao, I am fourteen years old this year, you can rest assured, let us tell you your age."

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said: "Hey, when did I say that you said it first?"

Miss Nie angered: "You...you don't want to lie!"

Zhang Xiaohua was not angry at all. He smiled and said: "In other words, even if I want to say it, I have to wait until Miss Nie has finished speaking. It is my turn. Just now, Miss Nie asked me first."