Chapter 54 The dispute between calligraphers (please recommend and collect)
"It turns out to be Cheng Xin Zhi!"
Chengxin paper is one of the highest quality and most expensive papers in the Xuan Kingdom. Jiang Yan once saw it in Tongbao Pavilion. Just one piece costs 6,000 taels of silver, which is more expensive than a medium-quality painting.
If the cart in front was pulling Chengxin paper, the price of this cart would be worth hundreds of thousands to two million taels. Not to mention the Lishan bandits, even he would be tempted.
"It's a pity, we still need a few helpers, otherwise we could do big things." Taking advantage of the fire to rob is an artist's forte!
As soon as Jiang Yan finished speaking, he felt someone poking his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw two small paper figures volunteering.
"Can you pull a chariot and a horse?" Jiang Yan asked.
The little paper man hurriedly stood up and performed various movements, flexing his muscles to show his strength. Unexpectedly, it attracted Jiang Qian's disdain, and he kicked the two little paper men effortlessly.
When he reached the side, his body floated in mid-air for a long time before falling down.
"That's it? Just pull it down. Don't be embarrassed. You're not as tall as a car wheel. How can you pull it down?"
These paper figures felt that they had been insulted and were extremely angry. They rushed over with their fists and kicked Jiang Chan's feet. They only relieved themselves when Jiang Chan apologized.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong."
Jiang Gu bent down to pick up the paper man and put it into his sleeve, and then began to pay attention to the battle outside.
When the two great calligraphers were fighting, no one knew that a paper crane was lying on a carriage not far away. Through the paper crane, Jiang Gu watched the battle between the two great calligraphers while drinking.
Liu He and the man in black both have spiritual realm cultivation, so such a battle is certainly very exciting.
"Han Ling Tie"
Liu He and the man in black attacked at the same time, and even their moves were exactly the same.
Drawing in the air, the ink mark wherever the brushstrokes passed was energized and turned into various living creatures, such as jackals, tigers and leopards.
These ink spirits are all transformed from ink stains. They are all black and have only a frame shape. Unlike the painting spirits, even the hair can be traced.
Various ink spirits fought fiercely among them, the scene was heroic, and the losing side turned into dots of ink sprinkling on the ground.
"Spirit Cutting Sticker"
The battle between the Shu family was huge, and the two of them were similar in strength and had the same moves, so no one could do anything to the other.
When Liu He saw this, he no longer hid his clumsiness. All his spiritual power was concentrated on the pen in his hand. He swung the pen rapidly, and large characters with iron paintings and silver hooks were formed in mid-air. The power of each additional character would increase by one point.
"The nobles are forcing people to come without freedom, and the dragons and phoenixes are invincible.
The hall was filled with flowers and three thousand guests were drunk, and fourteen states were frost-frozen with one sword."
After writing, Liu He's face turned a little pale. These handwritings merged together and turned into a sword radiating cold light. This was his strongest blow. The surging spiritual power wherever the sword blade passed was even felt by Jiang Yan.
They all felt frightened, as he would have been unable to withstand such an attack.
"Spirit Protector"
Drops of ink expanded infinitely outside the man in black and turned into a barrier. When the sword blade hit the black barrier, a violent impact erupted, and even the earth trembled several times.
After a short confrontation, the winner was finally decided. Liu He had very little spiritual power left, while the man in black was half-kneeling on the ground. It was obvious that the blow just now had severely injured him.
"I didn't expect your old pen to be able to do this. I underestimated you, but Liu He and you still lost."
The man clutched his chest and stood up forcefully.
"It doesn't matter if I can't get this heart-clearing paper. It's the same as long as I destroy it."
"You are a young man, how dare you"
Liu He was a little frightened. Another group of bandits appeared in the forest holding bows and arrows with flames on the arrows.
No matter how precious the clear paper is, it is still paper and will burn when exposed to fire.
The archers fired thousands of arrows. The convoy transported firstly strong liquor and secondly, secretly transported clear paper. Neither of them could withstand the fire.
The man in black laughed loudly and Liu He was heartbroken. When he saw the flaming arrows about to fall, a big river appeared out of thin air with sparkling waves. All the arrows did not enter the water, except for some ripples.
The team was not harmed at all.
At the same time, the water in the big river surged forward, turning into a water dragon and rushing towards the bandits. Many people were caught in the turbulent current and fell to pieces.
"Mid-grade Painting Spirit" Liu He recognized it as a painting spirit at a glance.
"Who ruined my good deeds?" the man in black said angrily.
No matter how much the black man used words to provoke him to show up, Jiang Yan remained unmoved. The little paper man collected some negative energy for him from the dead people just now.
When he was in Huichun Town, Jiang Yan had heard that the Lishan bandits did all kinds of evil. Although he had no intention of being a hero who hoeed the strong and helped the weak, he just wanted to help when he encountered such a thing, not to mention the Chengdu transported by the Wuling Chamber of Commerce.
Since I was kind to him, the people from the Chamber of Commerce should not give him a piece of paper as a thank you gift?
"Who is hiding in the dark?"
After the man in black yelled, a water dragon nearly ten feet high rushed towards the man in black. The man in black had been injured just now and did not dare to fight hard. In addition, Liu He's eager gaze could only temporarily fade away.
After the men in black retreated with the Lishan bandits, Jiang Yan slowly walked out of the woods. The water surged into the scroll in Jiang Yan's hand and transformed into a majestic painting of mountains and rivers.
"Thank you, little painter, for your help. We at the Wuling Chamber of Commerce will definitely express our gratitude."
Liu He was a little surprised. At a glance, he knew that the Sanchuan Longqiu painting was a top-quality painting among middle-grade paintings. He originally thought it was a famous painter from Shangchi City or Piyong City, but he didn't expect the visitor to be so young.
"There is no need to express my gratitude. Drawing a sword to help when encountering injustice is what our generation of scribes should do."
Jiang Yan chose to refuse righteously.
"I didn't expect that the little painter is not only skilled in painting, but also so righteous. If I send him away by force, I will ruin the reputation of the little painter."
Jiang Qian wished he could slap himself in the mouth. If someone wants to give a gift, he can just accept it. Why are you being so polite when you have nothing to do?
At the same time, I secretly thought to myself that this old Liu is so incompetent at his age. I don't want to be falsely polite, but if you don't give it, you are really rude.
Liu He also had other ideas. Jiang Yan refused to let him go in terms of cultivation, but he was able to control the middle-grade painting spirit at a young age. Such a talent was rare even in the Qing capital. It would only be a matter of time before he surpassed him.
"If I give you property, it will be detrimental to the chivalry of the young painter. However, I have been unable to survive the battle just now. Can you please escort our convoy to leave? I will be grateful once we arrive in Qingdu," Liu He said.
“Easy to say, easy to say”
Jiang Yan smiled happily when he heard the thank you.
"Lishan is only ten miles away. In order to prevent those bandits from returning again, we should set off now."
"You are the leader of the caravan, so of course you have the final say."
That man's money was used to eliminate disasters, but Jiang Yan was really poor now, so poor that he couldn't even afford a piece of paper.
Liu He urged everyone to count the vehicles, and at the same time was thankful that Jiang Yan took action in time and did not cause any damage.
Liu He drove the car and walked at the front. They watched Jiang Qian half lying on an old donkey without saying anything. There were many scribes in the Qing capital who were unique, and even the most outrageous ones had seen and practiced a strange look.
Weird character.
The two chatted while walking, and arrived in front of Jianmen overnight.