At night market, in front of fortune telling stall.

After writing a word, the student of the Literature Academy immediately put down the brush in his hand, then smiled slightly, and said to the old blind man: "Old sir, I'm done."

Seeing the word he wrote, the students of the Literature Academy behind him immediately laughed unkindly, "Mao Feng is too bad. Who doesn't know that the simpler the word, the harder it is to test. He is deliberately making things difficult for others."

"That's right, but I think he's not cruel enough. I think it would be even more amazing if I write the word "one"!"

"Damn, can you still have some humanity? Is it really good for you to treat an old man like this? But... I like it!"

“…”

Longcheng looked at these guys speechlessly and went out to Daming Mansion. These people seemed to be a little bit moving towards Guan Feng, which was really a headache.

However, the student named "Mao Feng" is even more unethical. He knew that the blind man could not see the fortune teller. After he finished writing the words, he didn't say what he wrote, but just said that he had finished writing it. This clearly made things difficult for others.

Just when Longcheng couldn't see it and wanted to ask for a tip, who knew that the old blind man seemed to be calculating. He raised his hand and slowly touched the rice paper on the table, then took it in his hand and blew it. After the ink on the paper was completely dry, he reached out and touched it carefully.

Seeing this action, the students of the Literature Academy were shocked, "I'll go, what is the boss doing this? Can he still find out what words Mao Feng wrote from the paper?!"

However, the old blind man did not disappoint them. After touching the paper for a while, a clear smile appeared on his slightly dark face, and then he said, "If I touched it correctly, the guest official wrote the word "wen"!"

"Hiss... I can really find it out, how did he do it?"

"This boss has something, it's not easy!"

"Mao Feng, you're so careful. I feel that you might really fall here today!"

"Get out, you can't expect me to be better!"

Although several students were a little surprised, they didn't really take it to heart.

Longcheng was also a little curious about how the old blind man found out the words on the paper, so he looked closer and took the pen, ink, paper and ink on the table one by one and carefully measured it. As a result, he found that the brush and paper were fine, but the ink seemed a bit thick and a bit thick.

He dipped it with his hands and rubbed it with his fingers, and found that there was a little bit of grain in the ink. After observing this, Longcheng understood.

The old man has a thick ink, and there may be some other things added to it. So after the customer finishes writing and blows it dry, the entire handwriting will have a slight bulge and will appear much more three-dimensional. As long as the fingers are sharp and the years of exercise, it is not difficult to find out what words are written on the paper, as simple as touching mahjong.

The old man is obviously such a master of touching words.

However, Longcheng sees through it and doesn’t say it out loud. After all, this is someone’s ability to eat, so there is no need to expose it.

After the old man found out that it was a word 'wen', he continued: "Wen can represent literati, document, and literary guest... all three are related to books. Obviously, the guest officer should be a scholar."

Mao Feng thought about it carefully and found that he was indeed a literary scholar, a scholar and a student of the Literature Academy. It would be not wrong to say that he was a scholar, so he replied: "Old sir, you are right. I am a scholar. Then you can test it again, where did I get it?"

puff……

As soon as Mao Feng's problem came out, several students from the Literature Academy behind him were all angry.

Someone lowered his voice and cursed: "Mao Feng, you are too much. This is too immoral. You are not from this world. You still make people guess where you came from, and whether you are harming it!"

Mao Feng was a little proud and turned around in his voice, "Nonsense, if I don't make any more difficult, what if I really get it measured by this old man, you give me that thousand gold hexagram!"

Everyone in the Academy of Literature stopped talking, but their eyes immediately stared at the old blind man with a bright look. Now everyone wants to see how this old man will solve the puzzle next.

After hearing Mao Feng’s question, the old blind man didn’t care much. He just nodded and responded, and then started to touch the paper carefully.

He touched and said, "The characters written by the guest official are square and powerful, stable but not dry, which means that the guest official has been guided by famous masters or has formal teachings, and the font is a regular book, which is generally popular only on the side of Goddu. So if I guess correctly, the guest official should have come to beat Goddu!"

"Um?!"

After listening to the old blind man's analysis, everyone in the Wen Academy was really shocked. Mao Feng even jumped up from the table on the spot.

Is there a capital of God in this world?!

Longcheng is also a little incredible now.

If you talk about the words before, it was just some of the old blind man's methods and techniques, but now the latter actually found the origin of Mao Feng with a piece of paper and a word, which is a bit weird.

Moreover, when you look at the other person's relaxed expression when touching the characters, it feels too easy, just as if the other person has not performed much at all and has calculated it.

Is this a problem that is difficult?!

He immediately restrained his contempt and asked seriously: "I wonder, how did you see that my junior brother is from Shendu? Did you really measure it based on that word?"

The old blind man smiled slightly, looking a little mysterious. Then he stretched out one hand and hooked it on the table, revealing two words: Give money!

Longcheng's mouth twitched slightly.

Originally, they came to this fortune telling stall to join in the fun and then get some clues. Who would have thought that they would meet the true god. Before they could get the clue, they first got a thousand hexagram gold. How could they make sense?

Mao Feng's face turned a little green at the moment, and he even whispered: "Or let's get out of here quickly. He can't see it anyway, so he will definitely not be able to catch up with us!"

“…”

The rest of the Literature Academy gave this guy a blank look.

You really don't act like a human being!

Fortunately, Longcheng is quite credible. After thinking for a while, he took out a jade pendant from his body and handed it to the old blind man, and said, "Old sir, my jade pendant is worth two thousand gold, so I want to ask you to answer my question just now, and use this word by the way. I also want to ask you to help me test it. A junior brother of mine got separated from us before entering the town. I wonder if you can help me measure his position. This jade pendant is the hexagram of these two questions. What do you think?"

"no problem!"

After receiving the money, the old blind man agreed happily. Then he began to solve the problem and said, "Then I can answer your second question first. If your junior brother is not wrong, he should be a guest at Gao Mansion not far from here..."

Hearing this, some students from the School of Literature couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Sir, you haven't touched the word yet. How did you know that my junior brother went to Gaofu? You are not fooling us, right?"

The old blind man said without changing his expression: "Because before you came, your junior brother came to me to test his words. He asked me where he should go after entering the town this time, so I pointed to him at Gao Mansion."

"ah?!"

People from the Academy of Literature never thought that this would be the answer.

It turns out that Guan Feng had also tested the words before they came?!

Longcheng brows froze, but then he noticed another question and asked: "Why are you sure, old man? The person who used to test your characters here before is our junior brother?"

When the old blind man heard this, he grinned and looked very happy, saying, "Then we have to answer you from the first question. Didn't you just ask me how you found out your origin with a piece of paper? Then I will tell you now, because someone told me all this in advance."

"What, someone told you? Who is that person?"

"He said his name is 'Su Sheng Xiaomeng'!"

“???”

Longcheng and all the students of the Literature Academy were stunned on the spot.
Chapter completed!