"In the First Affiliated Hospital of Modu City, there was a strange corpse robbery case. In the locked mortuary, thirteen corpses disappeared, and the surveillance cameras did not capture the traces of the prisoners..."

……

Seeing one bad news after another, Ye Bai was not too surprised.

Contrary to the official view, he can basically conclude that these things are all good things done by ghosts.

After all, the ghosts are now fully recovered.

But on the human side, it's not all bad.

Now the earth is fair to all living things!

With sufficient aura, human beings will sooner or later understand the truth and master the methods of confrontation.

Just like in ancient times, when Taoist priests were vertical and horizontal, and swordsmen were everywhere...

While thinking about it, Ye Bai finished his breakfast.

Seeing that it was still early, at seven o'clock, he sent Su Daji away.

Prepare yourself to go to the place where you exercise in the morning and experience the morning life.

Lianhu Park.

It is a park around the lake near Huangjiang University.

It's very lively in the morning.

Most of them are nearby residents, as well as students from Huangjiang University, who come here for morning exercises or chatting.

Ye Bai didn't need morning exercise.

Just walk around and have a look.

For him now, such a dull life is more interesting.

When he reached a square, Ye Bai stopped.

Looking around, there is something going on in the entire square.

There are uncles who practice swords and aunts who dance.

There is also an old man who is holding a bottle of wine and a thick brush, writing and drawing on the ground.

Ye Bai was a little curious and took a closer look.

Only to find out that the other party is writing a 'book to the ground'.

A font art that uses water as ink and marble as paper!

It has been very rare to this day.

Because in order to write well, not only must have a solid foundation of calligraphy, but also calm down.

Generally, you should write with your breath closed. If you are still, you will be innocent. One step will be done. If you are anxious for an inch, and your heart is disturbed once, the whole pair of characters will be ruined.

So in this impetuous age, there are almost no young people who can write 'Land Books'.

Even the older generation is only a few.

Thinking about this, Ye Bai looked at the old man's words with admiration.

If it was before, he would definitely not be interested in these crepe things,

But after retiring, his mood changed, and he liked these moody things instead.

"Perhaps this is what people call 'cultivating sentiments'?"

Thinking of this, Ye Bai couldn't help but laugh.

He took the initiative to ask: "Old gentleman, can you let me write a few words?"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the old man was a little surprised.

It seems that I did not expect that some young people would be interested in 'Books from the Ground'.

After waiting for the reaction, the old man smiled heartily, and handed the thick brush to Ye Bai's hand:

"Young man, I didn't expect you to be able to write books at such a young age?"

"The old man misunderstood, I don't know how to write."

Ye Bai shook his head and chuckled.

"Then why..."

"Just wanted to try it, hope you don't mind."

"Oh, of course not."

The old man poured the jug into his mouth, and said with a sloppy smile: "It's just a waste of a few drops of water.

"Then I'll thank you in advance."

After Ye Bai took the brush, he found an open space.

Suddenly I remembered that I was just on a whim, and I hadn't thought about what to write yet.

He looked around, looking for some inspiration.

The master of the sword.

Dancing mom.

Old man drinking.

"Well... just write these four words."

Ye Bai's eyes were certain, and when he had inspiration, he waved his brush on the ground.

Wrote four characters -

Sword dance for nine days!

I have to say that although he wrote it for the first time, the talent is here.

The four big characters are written squarely, with an indescribable charm.

Let the old man who came by can't help but be amazed:

"Young man, is this really your first time writing?"

"It's the first time."

Ye Bai nodded frankly.

"Okay! That's great! Boy, you are definitely a natural calligraphy genius!"

The old man shouted excitedly.

The loud ones almost broke:

"To be honest, I'm actually the vice president of the Magic City Calligraphy Association. I wonder if you have any intention to learn calligraphy further?"

"Forget it, old man, I'm just on a whim."

Ye Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook his head and refused:

"If you really want me to learn patiently, I probably won't be able to do it."

"Oh, that's such a pity."

Seeing Ye Bai's attitude, the old man sighed in disappointment.

But there is no way, the other party does not agree, he can't force it.

"Okay, old man, I'll go first if I have something else to do later."

Remembering that it was almost time for the morning class, Ye Bai returned the brush to the old man, said goodbye and left.

Only the old man was left in place, shaking his head and sighing constantly, and was not in the mood to write.

After a while.

The group of uncles who practiced swords around were tired and stopped to rest collectively.

The one headed looked at the old man and sighed, came over curiously, and asked with a smile:

"Old Liu, what's wrong with you? Shaking his head and sighing."

"Forget it, Lao Lin, I just met a real calligraphy genius and wanted to invite him to join our calligraphy association, but unfortunately he was rejected."

Lao Liu shook his head and sighed, "What a pity."

"Someone's talent in calligraphy can make you appreciate Lao Liu so much?!"

Hearing this, Lao Lin was a little surprised.

Lao Liu did not explain, just pointed to the words on the ground and said:

"You'll see for yourself."

"Hey, I want to see, just a few words, how much magic can be..."

Lao Lin didn't believe in evil, so he took a closer look with a smile.

I wanted to say something more, but the words suddenly stuck in my throat!

"This...this is!!!"

In an instant, Lao Lin froze in place as if he had been frozen.

The wide eyes were full of disbelief and unconcealed joy.

And a bit of shock!

"Nine Heavens of Sword Dance?!"

……

Chapter 15

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