"Young Master of the Ministry of Punishment, the writing style of this character is really good. It's flamboyant and phoenix-like, and the brushwork is clear and strange. It's really like a person!" Everyone nodded.

"I heard that Mr. Qi is a master of Master Gu Yazi. This is to make the young come out of the blue and be better than the blue."

"These are completely two factions. Master Gu Yazi's handwriting is majestic and free and easy, but Mr. Qi's handwriting is meaningful and elegant, like a dragon swimming in the sky, which is extravagant!"

Everyone was full of praise for the calligraphy of the son of the Shangshu family and commented carefully.

Lin Shulun took a step forward and looked at the young master's handwriting. Looking at it, it really is astonishingly meaningful, and it is a handwriting that people can't forget at a glance. He couldn't help but carefully looked at the young master who wrote this word again, it was really like what others said, the words were just like the person.

At first he heard people say that this young man is the son of Qi Rui, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, so he took it as everyone's flattery. Now it seems that it is well deserved.

He looked at Yuchi Wanghai, the nephew of Yuchi Jingbei, and said, "Which son is this from the Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment?"

Although Yuchi Wang Hai is the nephew of Yuchi Jingbei, but he is five years older than Yuchi Jingbei. It can be said that he watched his little uncle was born, and he changed diapers and fed his little uncle Yuchi Jingbei when he was a child. .

Yuchi Wang Hai was the oldest, and he was already calm. He and the other brothers had watched the excitement for a while, and got a general idea of ​​the situation, so they replied: "This is the third son of the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, named Qi Feng."

Lin Shulun nodded slightly. Although the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice and his father belonged to political enemies, the calligraphy of the other party's son is really unique. Today everyone here is only talking about elegance, regardless of the government.

And Lin Shulun, the Gu Yazi they mentioned, is also familiar with him. He is a famous calligrapher and a Taoist who travels all over the world. Unexpectedly, he would be Teacher Qi Feng, which means that Gu Yazi should have lived in the home of the Minister of Punishment for a period of time, which is really a great honor.

Lin Shulun continued to look at Qi Feng's calligraphy, marveling at the arbitrariness of his brushwork, thinking that this person must have a free and easy personality.

Outside the square pavilion surrounded by young princes, Fat Buddha happened to walk past with Little Lettuce.

Fat Buddha's eyes have long been attracted by the delicacies on the long table in the distance, and he smiled happily: "Little lettuce, there are a lot of delicious food here today~~" His fat figure and that shiny bald head are the perfect combination. Seeing the most abrupt existence here, the men and women who passed by them all looked at them with a smile, wondering why a monk came to this Yuelao Square.

"Look, look, it's a monk."

"Hehehe, is the monk also coming for a blind date?"

"There is also a little blind man."

"Could it be the son of a monk and a nun?"

Their whispering and pointing sneers made Little Rapunzel very uncomfortable, and he shrank away from Fat Buddha, holding his arm tightly.

Fat Buddha didn't care at all, only the exquisite food was in his eyes, he patted Little Lettuce on the shoulder lightly: "Don't care, don't care, hehehe... Karma, now they laugh at you, hate you, in the future, wait for you to see They are already ugly souls who have taken off their skins, you can laugh at them and dislike them.”

Little Rapunzel relaxed in Fat Buddha's words, and after thinking about it carefully, there was indeed some truth, why should he care about other people's words? Why should he care about those he can't see? He could actually see them when they were all dead, but that was when they were at their ugliest. But he didn't want to laugh at them or dislike them either.

If you use Lian Youyou's words, you laugh at them, dislike them, and even have some ties to them. Why do you want to have a relationship with these people?

These days, is it still rare to see people who want to cut off fate?

Yu Pingting and Bai Zhankui, Lu Jingting and Wang Yi, they all loved each other during their lifetime, but in the end, they all wanted to cut off their fate, so that they would never meet again in the next life.

Some things, you have to figure it out yourself. Fat Buddha's words are just a reminder, and it is Little Rapunzel who finally thinks through and open-minded.

Fat Buddha continued to smile and said: "Since we know their origins, why not appreciate the beauty of their skin, hehe." Fat Buddha smiled kindly at those girls who looked at them curiously or hated them, " Amitabha-"

The ladies and sisters were overjoyed immediately, and they all hid their smiles and left. He also laughed at the monk who didn't know he was being ridiculed, he was a stupid monk. But they don't know if they are really stupid or stupid, they should laugh at themselves.

In the world of Little Rapunzel, there is still nothing, even though the whole square is already full of people. He could hear all the voices, but there was nothing in front of him, nothing. Fat Buddha used to say that he is so pure that others have to close their eyes to see if they are pure, but he saves trouble and doesn't need to close his eyes.

Little Rapunzel didn't quite understand Fat Buddha's words at the beginning. If one wants to be pure, is it pure without sound? But he understood that Fat Buddha's words were definitely not mocking him for being blind.

Now, standing in the crowd of people, he seemed to understand something. I didn't see it, I only heard it, and I was upset and angry. If you see it, it will be even more worrying. The troubles you see will stay in your heart. But what is heard is forgotten. Not being able to hear is nothing but the purity of the ears, but not being able to see is the purity of the heart.

Little Rapunzel became more and more aware that he should be as proud as Lian Youyou said. Because what he can see, others cannot. He is not uncommon for others to see.

"En... that young lady looks good~~~" Fat Buddha really admired the beautiful girl, "Sex is emptiness, and emptiness is form. Since they are all emptiness, why not have more, haha."

Little Lettuce finally smiled again. Some of Fat Buddha's words sounded interesting, but it was very beneficial to savor them carefully.

Suddenly, an unusually conspicuous blood flashed across the corner of his eyes, he immediately looked at it, and immediately, he stood there in a daze, his eyes under the blindfolded white belt opened wide!

His world was originally empty, so it was obvious that something moved past.

At first, it was just a smear of blood-red blood passing by the corner of his eyes, but when he looked over, he saw a mass of blood rushing forward, each of which was densely entwined like blood-red snakes, crawling in and out around a human figure! Like countless little blood-red snakes being kneaded together, wriggling in this dark and empty body.

His hands immediately became cold. Having seen all kinds of horrific scenes, he was still shocked by the entanglement and wandering blood in front of him!

Fat Buddha noticed it, looked at Little Rapunzel, and found that he was standing there blankly, looking in one direction, and when he looked in that direction, it was the Fang Pavilion where the calligraphy competition was held. But because there were so many people, he didn't know who Little Rapunzel was looking at.

He turned his face back and put his arms around Little Rapunzel's shoulders: "What did you see?"

"Look, I see a lot of blood." Little Lettuce said with a slightly pale complexion.

Fat Buddha frowned slightly, gathered Little Rapunzel's shoulders and left: "Amitabha, you will have your own retribution, and we can't care about ordinary people's affairs."

"En..." Little Rapunzel turned her face away, not daring to look at that terrifying mass of blood again.