My friends are gods

Chapter 217 Dare to Ask, but Shen Yun?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan looked a little happy.

It seems that I am not too unlucky.

If it wasn't for vomiting blood today, it would be impossible to know Liu Zhiqing's true intentions.

Looking at it now, it was a blessing in disguise.

Zhao Yan was excited, and a gentle and gentlemanly smile appeared on his face. He was ready to take this opportunity to confess his love to Liu Zhiqing. Presumably, given Liu Zhiqing's worries about her now, she would definitely succeed.

Thinking of being able to gallop on Liu Zhiqing's body, Zhao Yan excitedly licked the corner of his mouth, the smell of fresh blood was a bit fishy.

And at this moment, Liu Zhiqing spoke slowly again, and said, "Similarly, Song Qiming didn't do anything to Zhao Yan either."

Zhao Yan's expression froze immediately.

This is not right!

It's different from the script I imagined.

Shouldn't Liu Zhiqing help herself without hesitation?
Why did you speak for Song Qiming again?

When Zhang Qing heard this, she was slightly surprised. Liu Zhiqing, a girl, shouldn't be able to speak empty words. Moreover, she was present before, so what she said was of reference value.

It's just that they didn't do anything, why did Zhao Yan look like this?

Zhang Qing was puzzled, looked at Liu Zhiqing, and asked in a deep voice: "Student Liu Zhiqing, you were there at the time, can you tell me about the specific situation?"

"Well, yes."

Liu Zhiqing nodded, and told what happened just now, Wanwan came, and she didn't deviate from both parties, she said it very pertinently, and when she said it to the end, she even put her eyes on the table, looking at the word "kill".

It's just that I just glanced at it and didn't take a closer look, so it wasn't affected.

"what?"

After listening to Liu Zhiqing's explanation, Zhang Qing was taken aback, and said in horror, "Zhao Yan vomited blood just reading the words?"

This is a bit too unbelievable!
No matter how good the handwriting is, it can't be so powerful!
Zhang Qing was in doubt.

Zhao Yan lowered his head deeply, with a look of shame and aggrieved expression on his face.

Shame on you!
Just glanced at the words, and immediately vomited blood. If this gets out, his reputation will be completely ruined!
When others mentioned Zhao Yan, what they said was——he is so powerful that he vomited blood and squatted on the ground after reading the words.

Shame!
Zhao Yan gritted his teeth, but this is the truth, and he also quibbled unreasonably.

Song Qiming glanced at Liu Zhiqing, the smile on his face was calm and clean.

This disciple, he is determined!

at the same time.

Zhang Qing walked to the table in surprise, and glanced at the paper that was placed peacefully on the table.

A sunspot "Kill" was written on the white paper!
Involuntarily, Zhang Qing's pupils shrank.

For some reason, he could feel that the word "kill" was extremely unusual.

But how unusual is the specificity, but I can't tell a concrete image.

Reaching out to take the piece of paper in his hand, he looked at it carefully.

Although the word "kill" is restrained, it has its own edge, implying majesty. In terms of calligraphy skills, it is definitely the top choice.

What's more, the writing is extremely vigorous, piercing through the back of the paper.

Zhang Qing stared at the word "kill" carefully.

A moment later, before his eyes, it seemed that thousands of troops died one after another.

Gold and iron horses, horseshoes clank.

Limbs and arms were broken, and corpses littered the field.

Strong blood energy spread over the surface, and the rolling river seemed to be full of blood.

not good!

Zhang Qing was startled, stretched out his hand suddenly, and covered the writing on the white paper.

In this way, that scene completely disappeared.

"Huhuhu..."

Zhang Qing's forehead was already covered with sweat stains, he was breathing heavily, his chest was constantly heaving, and his eyes were full of shock.

The scene just now made him think that he had traveled back to the ancient battlefield of gold and iron horses.

Looking back now, I still have some lingering fears.

Seeing this, the people around were all astonished.

Would even Master Zhang Qing be so terrified after seeing this word?
What is the magical power of this word?
Involuntarily, everyone's eyes were on that font.

"Don't even look!"

Suddenly, Master Zhang Qing yelled, and said in a deep voice: "You can't stand this word, you can only watch its actions, not its spirit!"

But for those who have studied calligraphy, when looking at characters, they should not only look at the lines, but also look at the gods.

Just now, Zhang Qing, just watching his essence, almost couldn't bear it in the end.

He has a deep understanding and attainment of calligraphy, let alone others.

Song Qiming looked at Zhang Qing and nodded slightly.

Among these people, only Zhang Qing knew that he could not contemplate his spirit, otherwise, he would be affected by the charm contained in it.

Being able to become a master of calligraphy is really insightful.

"hiss!"

Liu Zhiqing took a light breath, unexpectedly, even Master Zhang Qing was like this!
This classmate Song Qiming's calligraphy attainment has reached such an outrageous level?

Just one word can affect people's mind.

"This should be Shen Yun, right?"

At this time, Zhang Qing stared at Song Qiming, a little excited, and asked urgently.

Regarding the charm of the font, he had seen it in some ancient books.

Calligraphy with charm is another brand-new calligraphy.

Ordinary people write, at best, they are good-looking, and they may add some of their own thoughts to process the fonts in depth, which is already considered a master level.

And such words are also called charm.

Many people describe imitation calligraphy, they will say that nothing has its shape, but no spirit.

But Zhang Qing knows that those calligraphy are not the real charm at all. The real charm mentioned in that ancient book can affect the mind of the Taoist, so it is called the charm.

Throughout thousands of years, there are only a handful of people who can reach this level.

Song Qiming smiled at Zhang Qing and nodded slightly, without any objection.

There is indeed a blessing of charm in this calligraphy.

And this charm can only be formed by Song Qiming infusing it with spiritual energy, or in other words, with spiritual thoughts.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Qing suddenly became a little shocked, knelt down to Song Qiming on the spot, and said respectfully: "I also ask Mr. Song for advice."

He held his own calligraphy in his hand, with a sincere expression.

As a person who is extremely obsessed with calligraphy, if there is a chance to improve his calligraphy, Zhang Qing will definitely do it at all costs.

Of course, the premise is that it does not violate the inner ethics and will not endanger society.

This scene was watched by everyone, and they were shocked at the same time.

Master Zhang Qing is a master of calligraphy who has been famous for a long time!

But at this moment, he actually knelt down on his knees in front of Song Qiming, begging for advice!

How can he, Song Qiming, He De, what kind of ability does he have, so that Master Zhang Qing begs on his knees?
Is it because of the word "kill"?

Those who can stay in the Calligraphy Association, who doesn't have some research on calligraphy?
Therefore, the scene in front of them made them a little unbalanced.

After all, they didn't read the word "kill", so they couldn't really appreciate the charm. Naturally, it was impossible to know what kind of state Song Qiming's calligraphy had reached.

(End of this chapter)