Maoshan ghost hunter

Pass through the wasteland and come to the outside of Fengdu city.

Looking at the tall city tower ahead, with the word "Fengdu" written on it, Ye Xiaomu couldn't help feeling a little excited.

There are two groups of soldiers standing under the gate of the city, majestic and majestic, this scene like an ancient costume movie is even more impressive.

Su Yan took Ye Xiaomu for a stroll outside the city for a while, then went straight to the city gate, and immediately bowed to him when he arrived.

"Excuse me, all the elders, we are here to make a name for ourselves."

A soldier in silver armor came over, opened one eye between his brows, looked them up and down, and saw their soul power realm, they were very ordinary mages, so he nodded to let them pass.

"Go back as soon as you're done, don't delay!"

"Thank you little brother." Su Yan stuck out her tongue at him, and pulled Ye Xiaomu into the city.

When they passed by, one of the soldiers looked at Ye Xiaomu's back and muttered, "This man looks familiar, have you seen him before?"

A colleague next to him said: "He's just a newcomer, just passed the realm of alchemist, how could you know him."

"Really, hey, little master, just stand up."

Ye Xiaomu turned around and accepted everyone's scrutiny in a daze.

"The beauty is here, what are you looking at me for?" Ye Xiaomu felt a little nervous.

The soldiers looked at each other for a while, and one of them nodded and said, "It looks a bit like it. Little Master, what's your name?"

Ye Xiaomu answered truthfully.

Several people were taken aback, and one asked, "What does Ye Shaoyang have to do with you?"

"Ye Shaoyang?"

Ye Xiaomu scratched his head, "I've heard of it, but I don't know it."

A soldier whispered to his colleagues: "The relationship is a coincidence. If Ye Shaoyang has a younger brother or son, he must be extremely talented. This kid looks like he is in his teens, but he is just a newly promoted alchemist. It is absolutely impossible."

Everyone also felt that this statement was reasonable, so they let him go.

"Why did they mention Ye Shaoyang?" Ye Xiaomu muttered in confusion.

"Perhaps there are not many people with the surname Ye in the magic world, and Ye Shaoyang is so famous. When they heard your name, they couldn't help suspecting that you were relatives."

This explanation is reasonable, so Ye Xiaomu didn't think about it anymore. Su Yan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Work hard, and try to get the surname Ye mentioned in the magic circle in the future. Not only will you think of him, but you as well."

Ye Xiaomu laughed at himself.

Everything in Fengdu City is novel to Ye Xiaomu, it feels like walking into an ancient city, all the buildings are antique, and most of the people you meet on the road are dressed in ancient clothes, but occasionally you will meet a few contemporary people The dressed person, Su Yan explained, was the soul of the dead in recent years, and still maintained the living habits of the last life, so naturally the dress was different from that of the ancients.

Su Yan was not very familiar with Yin Division either, so he took Ye Xiaomu to the Office of Officials.

There are eight major divisions in the underworld, which are the most confidential departments among the 72 divisions. In charge of the abolition of awards and personnel transfers for the big and small officials of the Yin Division (mainly at the grassroots level, the head of the department is not subject to the constraints of the official administration department), and at the same time manages the corresponding affairs of the yang world.

Su Yan led the way, passing through various mansions all the way. There were guards guarding the outside of each mansion. They felt that the guards were heavily guarded. They did not dare to approach. Su Yan recognized the location of the Office of Officials and took Ye Xiaomu along to visit. , Came to the Office of Officials.

Chapter 3212 Chapter 3214 Anecdote 2

The Office of Official Administration is located under the southern city wall. The palace is small and looks more like a temple. It is probably not a particularly important government office (no one ever returns to a place like the Office of Official Administration to make trouble), so there are only two soldiers standing guard outside the gate.

Su Yan walked over and explained the situation. The two soldiers looked at Ye Xiaomu, and on the grounds that idlers were not allowed to enter, they blocked Su Yan from the outside and let Ye Xiaomu go in by himself.

Then a soldier yelled inside, and when Ye Xiaomu entered the yard, a middle-aged man (probably a middle-aged ghost) dressed as a scholar came out and walked towards him.

Ye Xiaomu still wanted to say hello, but the scholar nodded to him, turned around and walked inside. "Come with me."

Ye Xiaomu followed him into the main hall, Ye Xiaomu saw a statue enshrined in the middle, glaring angrily, holding a golden mace with both hands, looking majestic.

"Come here."

The scholar led Ye Xiaomu to the side hall, told him to wait a while, and went to report by himself.

Ye Xiaomu looked around the room. There was only one set of chairs and a simple bed, all made of wood. Although simple, the workmanship looked good.There were a few landscape paintings hanging on the wall. Ye Xiaomu was a little nervous at first, so he just took advantage of this to relieve himself, so he went to look at them.

Not to mention that these paintings are really good...not good, but very good!

Ye Xiaomu practiced calligraphy since he was a child, and also studied paintings a little bit. The more he looked at these paintings, the more he felt that these paintings were quite awesome. When he saw the signature, he turned out to be "Bada Shanren". can be ranked in the top ten in history.This pen name is also very interesting. It is written vertically, like "crying" and "laughing".

Ye Xiaomu was watching intently, when footsteps came from outside, Ye Xiaomu hurriedly stood upright, the scholar came in, asked Ye Xiaomu to go to the hall with him, turned around the main hall, followed a screen to the back, Entering a study room, there is a huge desk inside. A very thin old man is sitting in front of the desk, looking at something with his head buried.

The scholar took Ye Xiaomu over and asked him to stand opposite the table, then bowed to the old man behind the table and said, "Senior, the Taoist priest with a mysterious name is here."

"Okay, you go." The old man didn't look up.

After the scholar went out, the old man still had his head buried. Ye Xiaomu waited for a long time without any response. He craned his neck curiously to see that the old man was not looking at any official documents, but admiring a picture of words.

Ye Xiaomu waited for a long time without any response, so his eyes fell on the words in front of him. After watching for a long time, the old man raised his head and glanced at him, and asked casually, "Can you understand?"

"Practicing calligraphy since childhood, I can only call it a hobby." Ye Xiaomu bowed his hands and said, "This handwriting is good."

"How good is it?"

Ye Xiaomu walked up to him boldly, observed for a while, and said: "This word is excellent, it is definitely written by a famous master."

"Nonsense, it's not so good, can it catch my eye?"

Ye Xiaomu looked at it for a while, then scratched his head and said, "It's strange, I have read most of these master's calligraphy in ancient times, and I have impressions, I really can't see which master's calligraphy it is, and... the words in this word It seems to be murderous."

The calligraphy is written in Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing", but only the first four sentences are written, and it becomes more and more scribbled as it goes on. It is obviously written in random strokes, and I don't want to write it later.

"You can see murderous intent? That's not bad."

The old man glanced at him approvingly, and said, "To tell you the truth, these are Ye Shaoyang's characters."

The corner of Ye Xiaomu's mouth twitched, "What, he can also write?"

"I don't know. Everyone in the world only knows that he is a mage. In fact, his handwriting is exceptionally good. It's just that this guy is too lazy and hasn't written anything seriously. I still asked his senior brother Lao Guo to collect this handwriting." , indeed hides a mighty murderous aura, but it is a pity that he is missing, otherwise the old man really wants to discuss it with him and ask him to write a good picture."

Ye Xiaomu was shocked. He had heard that Ye Shaoyang could write, but he thought it was at the level of an amateur. He didn't expect that Ye Shaoyang could write so well!

"Whose character do you like best?" the old man asked.

Ye Xiaomu answered, gave his own evaluation, the old man disagreed, and then expressed his opinion, the two chatted more and more, the old man was very happy, and pointed to a picture on the wall for his appreciation.

This picture is really simple, just one word: heart.

At first glance, it looks like this word, but when you look closely, it looks like a painting, with thick ink and heavy colors, as if ink was directly splashed on it. The combination of calligraphy and painting, it is obviously a flat thing, but it gives people a strong three-dimensional feeling.

Ye Xiaomu stared at it, and was fascinated for a while, as if he had entered an illusory world, only black and white, seemingly simple but with endless changes, Ye Xiaomu took a quick look at the flowers and started exploring curiously.