Chapter 30 [It's just because I'm in this mountain] (3)

Chen Chongshan said: "Your comments are so exquisite, I think you have a very shallow attainment in calligraphy. Why don't you write a few words to let me, the old man, appreciate them!" Jiang is so spicy. Chen Chongshan asked Zhang Yang to comment for a long time, and his competitive spirit was also lifted up by him. He wanted to see if Zhang Yang really had some skills, or an embroidered pillow that only talks but doesn't practice.

Zhang Yang said modestly: "Pearls and jade are ahead, how dare I show off my skills!"

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "It's just a competition, there's nothing else to think about!"

Zhang Yang nodded when he saw that the affection was hard to refuse, and he had already shown off in his heart.

Chen Xue went to the room to get rice paper and pen and ink, lay a felt pad on the stone table, and after she was ready, Zhang Yang picked up the brush and slowly closed her eyes.

Chen Chongshan showed his appreciation. He must know that if you want to write a good calligraphy work, you must focus on it. It is particularly commendable for young people to do this.

In the eyes of Hong Ling and Chen Guowei, this guy is pretending.

In Chen Xue's opinion, Zhang Yang is becoming more and more unfathomable.

In Zuo Xiaoqing's opinion, she was deeply worried about Zhang Yang. For some reason, she cared about Zhang Yang's honor and disgrace, and Zhang Yang's success or failure. Among everyone, she was the most nervous one.

Zhang Yang finally opened his eyes. He wrote an ancient poem on the rice paper - the champion is in the vast sea, with a strong wind. The clouds are scattered across the tiger, and the qi is hugging the dragon city rainbow. He travels thousands of miles away, and the Hu Yun is in a hundred years. The soldiers sleep on the stars and the battle is gone. Yan Diao fights at night, and the horns stop roaring the bow. The north wind neighs the horse, Hu Shuang cuts through the hong. Xiuming Avenue and the Youhuang says it is the same. At the same time, he goes to Chang'an residence and visit Jianzhang Palace.

Seeing Zhang Yang's momentum and his pen excitement, Chen Chongshan knew that the young man in front of him had extraordinary achievements in calligraphy. When he looked carefully, he saw phoenixes floating on the rice paper, dragons flying and phoenix dancing, and the lines were completed in one go, like the Yangtze River stretching endlessly. Although his brushwork was a little less than his own, his continuous and refreshing style was unintentionally better than himself.

Hong Ling and Chen Guowei had only a slight understanding of calligraphy, but even so, the shock brought to them by Zhang Yang was extraordinary, and Chen Xue was even more surprised.

Zuo Xiaoqing smiled with a pretty face. She had seen Zhang Yang too many magical things. Seeing Zhang Yang performing like this, she felt very relieved in her heart, as if Zhang Yang's glory was her glory.

Zhang Yang finished writing this poem in one go. Based on the experiences of Zuo Xiaoqing and Chen Xue, they couldn't remember who wrote this poem.

Chen Chongshan praised: "Good words! Little friendly words!"

Zhang Yang said modestly: "The temperature is more than just a little bit worse than Mr. Chen." What he said was the truth.

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "A good calligraphy work is not enough to have the strength of the brush. This is why Wang Youjun has been splashing ink throughout his life, but only "Lanting Preface" is outstanding in the forest. As my friend said, only works that have reached the peak of their brushwork can be called a treasure."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm not a treasure, I'm just laughing at you!"

Chen Xue said: "Although the treasures cannot be called, I will definitely be able to count the top ones!"

Zuo Xiaoqing also nodded and said, "The styles of the two characters seem to be the same, but when you look closely, there are still big differences. The old man's words are vigorous and simple, like the vigorous pine on the cliff. The flaunting characters are refreshing, just like the endless flowing water in the mountains."

Chen Xue smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoqing said this, it's really a big difference!"

Chen Chongshan nodded in appreciation and whispered: "It's so terrifying to young people. I, the old man, have been in the mountain for a long time, but I don't know that the world outside has changed so much."

Chen Xue said: "I have never seen this poem where it comes from!"

Zhang Yang looked at Chen Chongshan with a smile.

Chen Chongshan knew that Zhang Yang had some of his own meaning in the exam, and said indifferently: "This poem is a bit obscene, and the person who wrote the poem is a treacherous minister, so it is normal for you not to know it." He paused for a moment and explained: "This poem comes from "Going to the Frontier" written by Yang Su of the Sui Dynasty. What we are familiar with is only the poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties. The Sui Dynasty is just a short-lived dynasty in history. Naturally, his history and culture are not as familiar as those of the Tang and Song Dynasties. However, although Yang Su is a man who is a man of disaster to the country and the people, he still has some skills. He is a famous general. The world of the Sui Dynasty has his great contributions. As a general, he can write a good poem, which can be considered as both civil and military."

Only then did Zhang Yang truly realize Chen Chongshan's erudition, but he didn't know why such a erudition figure wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains?

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

Although Zhang Yang has been to 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 lives in this empty deep mountain for decades.

Zuo Xiaoqing pointed to a short distance ahead and said, "It seems there is a building there!"

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

Several people were aroused of interest and asked Chen Xue to take them to the village to take a look. When they arrived at the place, they found that the past village was only broken walls and ruins, and only some sinks and stone mills could see some traces of the past.

Chen Xue said again: "The truly beautiful scenery is the sunrise on Qingyun Peak. If you want to see the sunrise, you will get up early tomorrow morning and I will take you there."

Zuo Xiaoqing was the first to raise her hand, and she had an almost fanatical fascination with nature. Chen Guowei and Hong Ling looked at the peak in the distance, but they both gave in their hearts. Let's talk about whether they could get up tomorrow.

At night, Chen Chongshan raised a bonfire in the courtyard. After dinner, they sat around the bonfire and chatted and drank tea. Chen Chongshan's knowledge was extremely profound. From the history of Qingtai Mountain to the present, Hong Ling yawned all the time, but Zuo Xiaoqing listened with relish.

When Chen Chongshan saw Hong Ling's appearance, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Everyone go to bed earlier. Let Xueer take you to see the sunrise tomorrow morning!"

Chen Chongshan's stone house has two inside and outside, and the inside was given to three girls. The outside room was occupied by several of them. After the arrangement was made, they were about to fall asleep when they suddenly heard the sound of dog barking outside.

Chen Chongshan was slightly stunned. He put on his cotton jacket, took off a double-barrel shotgun from the wall, and whispered: "You guys go to bed first, I'll go out and take a look!"

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

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

Chen Chongshan hesitated for a moment, nodded, and explained to Chen Guowei: "Put the door! Don't go out casually, there are many wild animals in the mountains at night!"

Chen Guowei's face turned pale because of fright.

When Zhang Yang walked out of the door, he heard Zuo Xiaoqing's concerned voice saying: "Zhang Yang, be careful!"

A warm feeling in my heart was rippling. Zhang Yang nodded softly, followed Chen Chongshan with a flashlight and left the stone house.

The moonlight was very good. Chen Chongshan signaled Zhang Yang to turn off the flashlight and walked along the mountain road towards the bamboo sea behind the stone house. The barking sound came from there. Halfway through, he saw a black shadow running over quickly. When he walked in, he saw that it was the big yellow dog raised by Chen Chongshan. Chen Chongshan patted the yellow dog's head. The yellow dog turned around and led the way for them both.

Through the moonlight, you can see Chen Chongshan's solemn expression. Zhang Yang suddenly realized what should have happened. He whispered: "What happened?"

Chen Chongshan lowered his voice and said, "There is an ancient tomb in the bamboo sea. Recently, a group of people seemed to have set their sights on this place!"

Zhang Yang nodded and followed Chen Chongshan along the steep mountain road towards the bamboo sea. The night was heavy, and there was a sense of desertedness in the silence. The mountain road was very rugged. The night was like an invisible net, covering people, making people feel inexplicably heavy. The cold night wind whistled by, and the mountains and forests sighed in a low sigh. In the direction of the bamboo forest, a flash of light shot out. Chen Chongshan stopped, convinced that the flash was just towards them unintentionally, and then whispered: "Sure enough, someone is here!" Two thick white eyebrows frowned. He patted the big yellow dog's body, signaling the big yellow dog to stay here, and Zhang Yang and others to fumble towards the bamboo forest quietly.

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

The two were hiding in the bamboo forest and looking forward through the gap, they saw a light in the middle of the bamboo forest. Four men were digging something there. Chen Chongshan's eyes burst into anger. He was about to rush out with a gun, but was stopped by Zhang Yang because Zhang Yang discovered that there should be someone in the bamboo forest besides these two groups of people.

Zhang Yang had a very strong ear power, and he still clearly grasped the calm breathing sound through the interference of many sounds. The breathing sound was long and long. The lurker must have martial arts. Zhang Yang looked at the slight breathing sound, and the deep bamboo forest blocked his sight. Even so Zhang Yang still judged that the distance between the other party and them should be about ten meters.

Chen Chongshan didn't know why Zhang Yang wanted to stop him. He wanted to ask, but saw Zhang Yang making a gesture of silence.

The four men were still digging in the sky. At this moment, a shrill howl suddenly came, and a black shadow rushed out of the bamboo forest like lightning and came to the four tomb robbers at an astonishing speed. The four tomb robbers saw it clearly. The man was covered in white hair and could not see his original appearance. He wore a tattered black robe and suddenly appeared from the bamboo forest, like a ghost. He scared several tomb robbers to flee to the bamboo forest. However, the man in black robe moved faster and had already hit the back of a tomb robber with a punch. The tomb robber screamed and lost his balance and fell to the ground. Before he could get up from the ground, the man in black robe had already stepped on his right arm. In the quiet night, he heard a cracking sound of bone breaking, and the tomb robber's arm was actually trampled by him.

Several tomb robbers were already scared to death, and they only regretted that their parents had less legs. However, the man in black robbers was moving too quickly. The rabbits rose and fell, and had knocked down all three tomb robbers. The hand lamp of the tomb robbers was also thrown away in panic. The cold moonlight was projected on the pale white face of the man in black robbers. There was no trace of anger on his face. The four tomb robbers were so scared that they even forgot to resist. They struggled to kneel on the ground: "Big...big...big...fairy...let us...let us... let us...we will never...no... dare again..."

"roll!"

Several thieves heard that the mountain ghost let him go, and supported each other with their lifelessness and ran out of the bamboo forest.

Zhang Yang didn't believe that this was a mountain ghost. Judging from the actions and actions of the man in black robe, he should be a master. He really didn't expect that there would be a dragon and a tiger hiding in the Qingtai Mountains.

The man in black robe 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 realize that the other party had already discovered his existence. Chen Chongshan's cold face showed a smile: "Brother Xinyi, I didn't expect you to have the ability to pretend to be a ghost."

The mountain ghost then lifted up his white hair, skillfully tied it into a bun on his head, inserted it in a wooden hairpin, and smiled: "I thought you, the old man, was deaf and dazzled, but I didn't expect that such a little movement would still alarm you." It turned out that this mountain ghost was a Taoist priest from Zixia Temple on the top of Qingyun Peak. His surname was Li Dao and his name was Xinyi, and his magic name was Zixia Zhenren. He was also guarding the dilapidated Taoist temple alone, and he could be called a neighbor to Chen Chongshan.

The reason why Li Xinyi pretended to be a mountain ghost scared away the tomb robbers was mainly because he didn't want to cause more trouble. He scared them once and made them afraid to come again.
Chapter completed!