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    "Xiaoyao, keep writing. If you need anything, just ask my aunt!" Fang Hong said after a while, when he was about to leave.

    "Ah, why her?" Xiaoyao knew that he would arrange for people to take care of him, but he didn't understand why it was this aunt. She didn't look like someone who knew how to take care of her.

    "Because she wants to stay with you, she is so proactive, we juniors should be wise!" Fang Hong said with a smile, and made a little joke.

    "Fang Hong, what do you want to say, this old boy? Don't think that because you are the aunt of the house, I can't cure you!" Fang Ling jumped up and roared like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

    "Yes, yes, I won't say anything anymore, I'm retreating! You all go away, don't disturb my aunt, no, don't disturb Xiaoyao's writing." As Fang Hong said, he had already retreated, which made Fang Ling stomp her feet.  He stood beside Xiaoyao helplessly and watched.

    What can she do? Fang Hong is the head of the family, and the most important thing is that Fang Hong's strength is much higher than hers. He can kill her with one finger!

    "What are you looking at? Write it quickly!"

    The aunt was obviously angry at Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao shook his head innocently and continued writing.

    "Don't think I stayed here for you. I stayed here to see things as soon as possible. Don't be sentimental!" Fang Ling originally thought this didn't need an explanation, but in this situation, she didn't want to be misunderstood.

    "I know, even if I am being sentimental, it is not for you, old man!" Xiaoyao nodded and said, but he did not let go of his affairs.

    "What did you say!!" Fang Ling's voice rose a few degrees.

    "It's nothing, I was talking to myself just now, talking about the secret." Xiaoyao simply refused to admit it.

    ""

    Fang Ling was silent. This was too obvious. She was perfunctory with me again, hum!  !

    Then Fang Ling was angry for a while, and then went to watch Xiaoyao write classics. She found that Xiaoyao's writing speed was very fast, more than twice as fast as ordinary people. What impressed her was that Xiaoyao's handwriting did not change because of  It becomes sloppy and ugly due to the speed. On the contrary, it is very neat and beautiful, which is what even calligraphers do.

    Fang Ling feels that just the word "xiaoyao" can make these classics very precious, not to mention the content above!

    It¡¯s really amazing that he can do this kind of thing, and what¡¯s even more amazing is that his handwriting is still in small regular script, neat regular script. His writing speed is actually faster than cursive script, and his writing is still so neat. If you hadn¡¯t seen this with your own eyes,  She would never believe it.

    After a day, Fang Ling felt that she had made too much fuss before. What she had done before was nothing, it was just a piece of cake.

    At that time, what was placed in front of Fang Ling was a pile of newly bound books. These books were all completed by Xiaoyao alone, even the binding. Of course, it was not so many new books that made her feel that way.  Although she was surprised by such an efficient result, she could still imagine it.

    What made her think that small regular script at that speed was nothing was that Xiaoyao also added illustrations to these martial arts classics. It was normal for these to appear in martial arts classics, but the problem was that Xiaoyao could draw these, and  The painting was so lifelike that she felt that small regular script was nothing!

    And she looked at these illustrations carefully. They were very detailed and gave people a sense of understanding. Compared with those ordinary illustrations, they were on two levels.

    Why is this happening?

    She asked Xiaoyao this question, and the answer she got was that it was because the people who used to write about exercises and draw pictures had poor cultural skills!

    This is another sentence, but it can also explain some situations very well. These martial arts secret books are usually illustrated by themselves. People who practice martial arts may not necessarily be able to draw, nor may they have good cultural skills. Therefore, in  In terms of painting and annotation, there is a lot of difference.

    And it¡¯s not like they don¡¯t want to find people who can draw well and have deep cultural background, but after all, this is a secret, who would be willing to show it to others.

    In fact, literati are not interested in this. Even if you bring them here, they will probably write things that make people even more confused when they have only a little knowledge of martial arts. That will only have the opposite effect.

    There are naturally people who are both civilized and martial, but very few of them are able to write their own martial arts secrets. Of course, that¡¯s not to say there aren¡¯t any. That¡¯s why there are some well-expressed martial arts secrets on the mainland.

    Of course, the main reason is that these secrets need to be understood. If not understood, how can they highlight their mystery and explain their importance?

    Time passes day by day.  "

    The soldier still didn¡¯t let him go and said, ¡°Check, you made your mount lie down!¡± Maomao¡¯s body was relatively large, so it was a bit difficult to check.

    In the past, in the Tianfeng Kingdom, you usually only needed to report your identity and pay a customs fee to pass. Now you not only need to ask for your identity and detailed identity, but also verify the purpose and inspect the goods brought in.

    This is very different from usual, something must have happened!

    "However, Xiaoyao didn't care about it. It was normal for some things to happen in a country. He couldn't control it, as long as the other party let it go.

    So, he patted Maomao's body, and Maomao immediately lay on the ground obediently.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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