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He sat in front of the desk, closed his eyes and meditated.

The inner strength in the body was discovered according to that period of practice, and began to practice later.The trace of internal energy that was like a gossamer gradually became stronger.

After a quarter of an hour, Mr. Tang's eyes opened.

In the long and narrow eyes, there was a glint of light.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, come up here." Mr. Tang carefully put away the rice paper on the table in front of him, then left the table with secrets, walked straight to the rooftop, and waited for the servant Wu Juan to come up .

The Aunt Wu Wu Juan mentioned by Tang Zhong was in her 40s, and she was the Xiao Wu mentioned by Mr. Tang.

Wu Juan was packing the dishes downstairs when she heard the old man calling.Immediately, like a gust of wind, it rushed up with lightning speed.

"Old man, what's the matter?" Tang Juan, still wearing an apron, rushed to the rooftop, panting heavily.

Under the warm yellow light on the roof, the old man's face will be radiant.Seeing Wu Juan coming up, she immediately asked, "Are there any guests at home today?"

"Yes, Jiajia is here today." Wu Juan replied very naturally, not understanding why the old man suddenly asked about this matter.

Although Ma Jiajia's life experience is complicated, but Mr. Tang knows Ma Jiajia well.

That little girl's handwriting is not up to that level, and she is simply a layman when it comes to matters of cultivation.

"Is she the only one here?" Mr. Tang asked expectantly.

Tang Juan didn't understand why Mr. Tang, who had always ignored the world, suddenly cared so carefully today.However, she answered patiently: "Jiajia also brought a friend over. I forgot to ask the name."

"Friend, what kind of friend? Tell me about what happened today in detail." Mr. Tang continued to ask with a flushed face.

Wu Juan was patient, and began to talk when Li Heng and Jiajia entered the door.

After listening to the whole process, Mr. Tang frowned.

The young man who had a good chat with Tang Zhong was so young.Logically speaking, it is impossible to write such a good handwriting.Moreover, those who can casually write down the practice formula in Nancheng are probably all experienced practitioners.

"Are they the only ones here?" Mr. Tang didn't give up.

Wu Juanzai thought about it carefully, and answered, "They are the only ones who come here, no one else comes here."

"After I went fishing, was there any abnormal noise upstairs?" Mr. Tang pondered for a while, wondering if an expert sneaked in to do it.

"Is something lost at home?" Tang Juan was stunned for a while, and said cautiously: "Since the old man went out, there has been no abnormal noise. Jiajia came up on the way, and it should be on the rooftop as usual Look at the scenery. After dinner, the boyfriend brought by Jiajia came up, mainly to call Jiajia to eat. Other things are really the same as usual, there is no trouble at all. If you lose something, you can ask Allison."

Mr. Tang shook his head, this matter revealed a bit strange.

Logically speaking, it was probably the friend brought by Jia Jia who did it.

However, based on the life experience of Mr. Tang's military life for half his life, Li Heng is so young.

At such a young age, it is impossible to have that kind of attainment in calligraphy.

It's even more impossible, with such a wide knowledge and strong knowledge in cultivation, that part of my own fragments can be completed.

"I haven't lost anything, you can go down." Mr. Tang waved his hand and sat on the rocking chair on the rooftop.

Wu Juan got off the rooftop with a puzzled expression on her face.

Mr. Tang sat on the rocking chair and looked at the night outside.

Thousands of lights, bright lights.

He stared ahead, thoughtful.

Immediately, he saw the flowers planted in his own flower tray by the roof.

In the center, the pot of chrysanthemums.

The flower is still the same flower, but the shape of the flower has changed a lot.

After the chrysanthemum was cut by Li Heng, it already had some prototypes.

The yellow petals, like clouds, are layered on top of each other.Looking around, there is nothing floating like white clouds.The branches and leaves are more like stairs, with distinct layers, and each layer seems to tower into the sky.

Just looking at it like this, it seems to see a fairyland on earth.

In the depths of the mountain, the stone steps go directly into the sky step by step.There are lush trees on both sides, and the end of the stone steps will always be stone steps.It seems that if you follow that stone step and go straight up into the sky, you can go all the way to the blue sky.

Mr. Tang believed that maybe in a few days, this potted flower arrangement might have its true form and spirit.

For a while, Mr. Tang had some expectations for the time.