Qin Shi: I, Senior Brother Guigu!

Chapter 2
In the empty valley, gusts of breeze blew by, and the young Wang Zuo lowered his eyes slightly, feeling the natural rhythm of the world.

I saw a table in front of him, and a roll of snow-white and soft paper was spread on it. At this time, he was writing on the paper with a golden brush in his hand.

Holding the pen holder, writing with full concentration, the pen moves like a snake, and the dignified handwriting appears on the paper.

However, what is surprising is that the pen and paper were not stained with any ink, and the written words also showed a strange golden color.

There are wisps of brilliance flowing on it, as if it was made of crushed gold.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that every time you move a stroke, your fingers will tremble slightly, and tiny sweat will start to ooze from your forehead.

Even though he tried his best, he still only wrote a few strokes.

After a few breaths, Wang Zuo's body trembled suddenly, and he let out a muffled snort, obviously he had reached his limit.

The golden writing brush in his hand also shattered in an instant, turning into dots of golden light and disappearing.

Letting out a long breath, looking at the handwriting on the paper, he couldn't help sighing: "It still doesn't work!"

Before he knew it, he had been in this world for more than ten years.

Although he was adopted by Guiguzi since he was a child, he still retains the memory of his previous life.

This kind of paper, which is only available in later generations, was fiddled with when he was free.Now it is just used to practice calligraphy.

Although it seems easy to write and draw, only he himself knows how difficult it is to write that word.

Even on the basis of the previous ones, the difficulty will be doubled and the superposition will be doubled, which requires continuous breakthrough of the limit to complete.

And this is his unique way of practice.

Practicing calligraphy, practicing swords, and practicing heart...

Just when Wang Zuo was about to continue practicing, his expression moved slightly, then he stopped and looked up, and then the figures of two teenagers appeared in sight.

It was Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang.

The two came in front of him, slightly cupped their hands and said, "Eldest senior brother."

"The younger brother is here."

Wang Zuo greeted him, then took a look at Wei Zhuang, and asked, "I wonder if this is..."

"My name is Wei Zhuang, and I am a new student of Master."

Before Ge Nie could speak, Wei Zhuang answered first.

Wang Zuo smiled lightly: "It turns out that he is a junior brother. He is indeed handsome, and the master has a good eye for seeing people."

Wei Zhuang glanced at the paper on the table, raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Brother, this is..."

"It's nothing, just write a few words.

While talking, Wang Zuo casually covered up the words he had just written, and then continued: "By the way, junior brother, you just started today.

I don't have much to offer here, so I'll give you a picture, as a gift for meeting. "

As he spoke, he took out a roll of snow-white and clean paper again, and with a slight movement of his palm, the golden brilliance condensed out, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lifelike brush.

After thinking about it for a while, he smiled lightly and wrote the inscription.

However, the writing this time was not as strenuous as before. With the brush passing across the paper, the majestic and dignified handwriting was completed in one go without any delay.

The golden handwriting suddenly appeared on the paper, and a strange aura was faintly visible, flowing on it.

After taking a look, Wang Zuo scattered the pen in his hand, picked up the paper and handed it over: "Little brother, look at it and you still like it."

Hearing this, Wei Zhuang stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at it carefully.

On the snow-white paper, there was a line of majestic and elegant words written like a work of art: "Double lotus with two stalks draws flowers together".

Seeing this, Wei Zhuang subconsciously had a scene of flowers blooming in his heart.

But at this moment, the handwriting on the paper suddenly flowed, and the original words slowly turned into two golden lotus flowers!
In the astonishment on his face, the golden lotus bloomed and jumped out of the paper, as if it had turned into a living thing.

Wei Zhuang quickly shook his head and rubbed his eyes. When he looked again, he found that the words on the paper had returned to their original state, as if what he had just seen was an illusion.

Raising his eyes to look at the former, there was a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

Wang Zuo smiled and said, "It's all about the heart."

Hearing this, Wei Zhuang wondered secretly in his heart and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Wang Zuo continued: "Today is a good day, let me make some food for the cook myself, and let the younger brother taste my craftsmanship."

After speaking, he turned and left to prepare the ingredients.

Gai Nie's eyes lit up slightly, and he said with a smile: "Brother, you cook yourself, today is a lucky day."

Thinking of the delicacies that he had tasted last time, his heart couldn't help being moved by it.

Wei Zhuang at the side was not interested in this, at this moment he was still staring at the writing in his hand, as if dazed.

Seeing this, Gai Nie frowned slightly, and reminded: "Brother's practice method is extraordinary, we should not help but study it too deeply."

Hearing this, Wei Zhuang nodded, and then put away the words, planning to think about it later.

But at this time, his gaze inadvertently caught sight of another cover-up writing on the table, which he remembered was written by Wang Zuo before.

Immediately, he became curious, so he stepped forward and raised his hand to the table.

Gai Nie was shocked when he saw this, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab him: "Xiao Zhuang, wait a minute!"

It's a pity that his words were still a moment late, Wei Zhuang had already opened the folded paper first, and a few strokes of handwriting appeared in front of his eyes.

Seeing this scene, his expression changed, and before he had time to think about anything, there was a vague humming sound in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying sword intent struck like a tsunami, and he seemed to see an indestructible and peerless divine sword slashing down.

In an instant, Wei Zhuang let out a cry of pain, and the line of defense of spiritual consciousness seemed to be destroyed in an instant, as if being crushed by an extremely terrifying force.

As soon as his head sank, he fell into a coma and fell to the ground.

Gai Nie was shocked, he quickly helped him up, and shouted: "Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang!"

But no matter how he called, the other party didn't respond, and he was so anxious that he had to shout for help.

But at this moment, the air was slightly rippling, and Guiguzi's figure emerged.Looking at Wei Zhuang's appearance, he shook his head, and then pointed like a sword, slightly separated the air.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of brilliance penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, and the gentle energy continued to nourish the damaged consciousness...

　I talked a lot with the editor, and found that the original entry point was really not very good, so I decided to overthrow all the previous ones and rewrite them.This should not be considered a eunuch, right?
　　
　
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