Chapter 30 Only in this mountain 3

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Chen Chongshan said, "Your comments are so good that you are very accomplished in calligraphy. Why don't you write a few words so that I, an old man, appreciate it!" Jiang is old and spicy. Chen Chongshan asked Zhang Yang to comment for a long time, and his winning heart was also hung up by him. He wanted to see if Zhang Yang really had some skills, or a bamboo pillow that was just talk. ( This book reprints 1 Literature Network .6.)

Zhang Yang said modestly, "Zhuyu is in front, how dare I play with the axe!"

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "It's just a competition, no thought!"

Zhang Yang nodded when he saw that it was difficult to be kind, and he had already shown off in his heart.

Chen Xue went to the room to get paper and pen and ink, and spread the felt mat on the stone table. When she was ready, Zhang Yang picked up the brush and slowly closed his eyes.

Chen Chongshan shows his appreciation. If you want to write a good calligraphy work, you must be mindless). It is especially valuable for young people to be able to do this.

In the eyes of Hong Ling and Chen Wei, this man is pretending.

In Chen Xue's opinion, Zhang Yang has become more and more unfathomable.

In Zuo Qing's opinion, she is deeply worried about Zhang Yang. Somehow, she cares about Zhang Yang's honor and disgrace, and Zhang Yang's success or failure. Among all, she is the most nervous one.

Zhang Yang finally opened his eyes. He walked the dragon and snake on the rice paper. I wrote an ancient poem champion Lin Hanhai. Long flat wings and strong wind. Clouds and tigers fall into battle. Hold the dragon city rainbow. Across thousands of miles away. Hu Yun has been poor for a hundred years. The stars are falling in the military sleep. The war melts the moon. Yan Diao fought at night. Xin Jiao's bow. The north wind is hissing. Hu Shuangche Sehon. Huming Avenue. The wilderness is the same. Fang Chang'an Mansion. Come and visit the Zhang Palace.

Chen Chong saw the momentum of Zhang Yang's writing. The pen is smooth. It is already known that the young man in front of him is extraordinary in calligraphy. He looked carefully. But I saw the phoenix floating on the rice paper. Dragons and phoenixes dance. The rivers grow up endlessly between the lines. Although he is a little less than himself in writing. However, the continuous smooth writing has no intention to be better than himself.

Hong Ling and Chen Guowei know little about calligraphy. But it's the same. It's not a big way for Zhang Yang to shock them. Chen Xue was even more surprised.

Zuo Xiaoqing smiled with a smile on her face. She has seen too much publicity. I am very gratified to see Zhang Yang's performance like this. It seems that the glory of publicity is her glory.

Zhang Yang finished writing this poem with Zuo Xiaoqing and Chen Xuedi. They can't remember who wrote the poem.

Chen Chongshan praised: "Good words! A little friendly word!"

Zhang Yang said modestly, "The heat is more than one or two points worse than Mr. Chen." He is telling the truth.

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "A good calligraphy work is not enough to have pen power alone. That's why Wang Youjun spent his whole life with ink, but only "Lanting Preface" is unique to Lin. As Xiaoyou said, only works that have reached the peak of writing can be called treasures.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm not a treasure. I laugh generously!"

Chen Xue said, "Although the treasure can't be regarded as the best, it can definitely be counted!"

Zuo Xiaoqing also nodded and said, "The style of the two words seems to be the same, but if you look carefully, there is still a big difference. The old gentleman's words are strong and simple, like the pine of the cliffs, and the Zhang Yang's words are smooth, just like the endless flowing water in the mountains."

Chen Xue smiled and said, "What Xiaoqing said is really very different!"

Chen Chongshan nodded with appreciation and praised in a low voice, "It's really terrible that this old man has been in the mountain for a long time, but he doesn't know that the outside world has changed so much.

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Chen Xue said, "Where did this poem come from, but I have never seen it!"

Zhang Yang looked at Chen Chongshan with a smile.

Chen Chongshan knew that Zhang Yang had some intention to take the school entrance examination and said with a smile, "This poem is a little more eccentric, and it is normal for a big treacherous minister who writes the poem without knowing it." He paused and explained, "This poem comes from "Exoration" written by Yang Su in the Sui Dynasty. What we are familiar with is only the poetry of the Tang and Song Dynasties. The Sui Dynasty is only a short-lived dynasty in history. Naturally, he will not be as familiar with his history and culture as the Tang and Song Dynasties. However He is a famous general of a generation. He has a great credit in the world of the Sui Dynasty. As a general, he can write good poems, which can be regarded as both literary and military.

Only then did Zhang Yang really realize Chen Chongshan's erudite, but he didn't know why such an erudite figure lived in seclusion in the mountains?

It was still early. Chen Chongshan took the initiative to take on the task of cooking and asked Chen Xue to take them to the bamboo forest behind the stone house. After all, they were young people. After a short rest, they had recovered their strength, and the scenery of the bamboo forest behind them was amazed.

Although Zhang Yang has been in Heishanzi Township for a long time, he has never really taken time to visit Qingtai Mountain. He is also intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of him. No wonder Mr. Chen will live in this empty deep mountain for decades.

Zuo Xiaoqing pointed not far ahead and said, "There seems to be a building there!"

Chen Xue explained, "It's an abandoned stone house. When there were mountain thieves in Qingtai Mountain in the past, it was their nest!"

Several people were interested and asked Chen Xue to take them to the cottage. When they got to the place, they found that there were only broken walls and ruins in the former cottage, and only some sinks and stone mills could see some traces of the past.

Chen Xue said again, "The really beautiful scenery is the sunrise of Qingyunfeng. If you want to see the sunrise, you have to get up early tomorrow morning. I'll take you there."

Zuo Xiaoqing was the first to raise her hand. She had an almost fanatical infatuation with nature. Chen Guowei and Hong Ling looked at the peak in the distance, but they all retreated in their hearts. Can we get up tomorrow?

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At night, Chen Chongshan raised a bonfire in the courtyard. After dinner, they sat around the bonfire to chat and drink tea. Chen Chongshan's knowledge is extremely profound. From the history of Qingtai Mountain to the present, Hong Ling heard yawning, but Zuo Xiaoqing listened with great interest.

When Chen Chongshan saw Hong Ling's appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Go to bed early. Let Xue Er take you to see the sunrise early in the morning!"

Chen Chongshan's stone house has two rooms inside and outside. The one inside was given to three girls. The one outside was for them to live. After arranging, they were about to fall asleep when they suddenly heard the barking of dogs outside.

Slightly stunned, he put on the cotton swast and took a pair of shotguns from the wall. "You go to bed first. I'll go out and have a look!"

Chen Xue was a little worried and said, "Grandpa!"

Zhang Yang got up and said, "I'll go with you so that I can take care of many people!"

Chen Chongshan hesitated for a moment, nodded and explained to Chen Guowei, "Go in the door! Don't go out casually. There are many beasts in the mountains at night!"

Chen Guowei's face turned white with fear.

When Zhang Yang walked out of the door, he heard Zuo Xiaoqing's concerned voice and said, "Zhang Yang!"

A warm feeling in his heart was rippling. Zhang Yang gently hummed a flashlight and followed Chen Chongshan to leave the stone house.

The moonlight was very good. Chen Shan motioned Zhang Yang to turn off the flashlight and walked along the mountain road to the embroidery sea behind the stone house. The barking of the dog came from there. Halfway there, he saw a dark shadow running over quickly. He walked in and saw that Chongshan, the big yellow dog raised by Chen Chongshan, pat The dog turned around and led the way for the two of them.

Through the moonlight, he could see Chen Chongshan's solemn expression and vaguely realized what should have happened. He asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Chen Chongshan said in a low voice, "There is an ancient tomb in the bamboo sea, and a group of people seem to be staring at here!"

Zhang Yang nodded and followed Chen Chongshan along the steep mountain road to the Zhuhai. There was a sense of loneliness in the silence. The mountain road was very rugged, and the night was like an invisible net, covering people's bodies, making people feel inexplicably heavy. The cold night wind roared past, and the mountain forest sighed. In the direction of the bamboo forest, a flash shot out. Chen Chongshan stopped and was sure that the flash was just inadvertently facing them, so he whispered, "Sure enough, someone is coming!" The two white thick eyebrows frowned together. He patted the body of the big yellow dog, motioned the big yellow dog to stay here, and Zhang Yang quietly groped for the bamboo forest.

Chen Chong has lived in the mountains and forests for a long time. He is very familiar with every grass and trees here. Although Zhang Yang has a martial arts skill, he also knows the need to hide force. He will not take the initiative to expose his strength until the critical moment.

The two hid in the bamboo forest and looked forward through the cracks, but saw a light in the middle of the bamboo forest. Four men were digging something there. Chen Chongshan's eyes burst into an angry light. He was about to rush out with a gun, but he was stopped by Zhang Yang, because Zhang Yang found that except for the two groups of them There should be someone hiding here.

Zhang Yang's ear strength is extremely strong. In the interference of many sounds, he still clearly grasped the calm breathing sound. The breathing sound is long and long. The lurker must have martial arts. Zhang Yang followed the slight sound of breathing, and Xiu Lin covered his eyes deeply. Although Zhang Yang still judged between the other party and them. The distance should be about ten meters.

Chen Chongshan didn't know why Zhang Yang wanted to stop himself. He wanted to ask, but he saw that Zhang Yang made a silent gesture.

Four men were still digging in full swing. At this time, a sad howl suddenly came. A dark shadow rushed out of the bamboo forest like lightning and came to the four tomb robbers at an amazing speed. The four tomb robbers really saw it. The man was full of gray hair and could not see his original face, and his body was broken The rotten black robe suddenly appeared from the bamboo forest, like a ghost, which scared several tomb robbers to scream and flee to the bamboo forest. However, the man in black robe moved faster. A punch had hit the heart of a tomb robber. The tomb robber screamed and lost his balance and fell to the ground. Without waiting for him to His foot had stepped on his right arm. In the quiet night, he heard the sound of bones breaking, and the tomb robber's arm was forcibly broken by him.

Several tomb robbers have been scared to death. They only hated their parents for having two legs less, but the black-robed man moved too fast. The rabbit fell and knocked down all three tomb robbers. The tomb robber's's lantern was also thrown away in panic, and the cold moonlight was On his pale face, there was no trace of anger on his face. The four grave robbers were so scared that they forgot to resist and struggled to kneel on the ground: "Big... Big... Fairy... Let us go... Let us go... Let's never... No... Dare..."

"Get out of here!"

Several thieves heard that the mountain ghost let him go and ran to the bamboo forest desperately with each other.

Zhang Yang doesn't believe in what kind of mountain ghost this is. Judging from the actions and actions of the man in black, he should be a master. I can't imagine that there are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in Qingtai Mountain.

The man in black suddenly turned around, looked at the direction where Zhang Yang and Chen Chongshan were hiding, and said coldly, "Don't hide, come out!"

Only then did Zhang Yang know that the other party had also discovered his existence. Chen Chongshan's cold face showed a smile: "Brother Xinyi, I didn't expect that you still have the ability to pretend to be a ghost.

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Then the mountain ghost picked up his white hair, skillfully tied it into a bun on the top of his head, inserted it with a wooden hairpin, and smiled: "I thought you, an old man, were deaf and dazzled. I didn't expect that such a little movement would still startle you up." It turned out that this mountain ghost was simply the Taoist priest of Zixia Temple at the top of Qingyun Peak. His surname was Li Daohao Xinyi, and his legal name was Zixia Zhenren. He was also alone guarding the tattered Taoist temple, and Chen Chongshan was a neighbor.

The reason why Li Xinyi dressed up as a mountain ghost to scare away those grave robbers is that he didn't want to cause more trouble. He scared them once, so that these grave robbers never dared to come again.

Zhang Yang was secretly relieved. It was best for this matter to end like this. After all, Chen Chongshan lived here alone. If he came forward to offend these tomb robbers, he might have revenge in the future. Pretending to be a ghost is the strength of the Taoist priest. Li Xinyi's appearance of dressing up as a mountain Yang and the two of them cheated. Zhang Yang remembered Li Xinyi's cruel action. Although he might have done too much, but think that Li Xinyi is a monk after all, why doesn't the monk pay attention to compassion now?

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