Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 4 Someone knocks on the door at night

"It's done!"

In a warm room with a copper stove, Qi Xiu, who had dark circles under his eyes, an unkempt beard and a tired look on his face, showed a hint of joy.

It lasted seventeen days.

He finally managed to imitate Huai Seng's writing style.

Although it is only [-]% Shen Yun.

But for ordinary people, it is very similar.

It was enough for Qian Yuze to take the lead at this birthday banquet.

This time it's done, I have to take a good rest. The past half month or so has almost exhausted me.

Qi Xiu slowly sat on the chair with a wry smile, and beat his back as his whole body ached.

During these seventeen days, I did nothing but eat, sleep and go to the toilet.

I started studying rubbings almost as soon as I opened my eyes.

Working hours exceed sixteen hours a day.

It seems like I have returned to the days of 996.

In addition, there is only more than a month left before the birthday banquet.

Qian Yuze didn't say anything, but he came at least two or three times a day.

It made him very stressed every day.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have given up under the pressure.

Fortunately, he has the proficiency at his disposal.

Every copying study made his calligraphy realm slowly but unswervingly grow.

A large amount of calligraphy knowledge and insights are constantly emerging in my mind and seeping into my limbs.

The iceberg of "Huai Monk's Authentic Works" gradually melted under his fiery passion.

"Although it has been a bit hard in the past half month, the rewards are not small."

Qi Xiu had a thought and called up the ink calligraphy.

[Calligraphy (One Realm): 67.4%]

[Cooking skills: 7.6%]

After half a month of hard work, the proficiency of Yi Jing calligraphy directly increased by nearly [-]%.

Let his calligraphy attainments advance by leaps and bounds like a rocket.

The most obvious feeling is that I have become more and more comfortable copying "Huai Seng's Authentic Works", and I can now stop copying and write my own copy.

Even characters that are not on the rubbings can be imitated.

At the same time, he is more proficient in mastering the characters of [town].

Originally wrote this type of magical text.

He had to concentrate for at least thirty breaths to figure out the context of the handwriting.

When writing, you should also spend thirty breaths carefully and slowly.

In other words, it takes a full minute to write the word "town" alone.

And as proficiency increases.

This process has been shortened by more than half.

It only takes fifteen breaths for him to write it.

creak-

The door was pushed open, and the cold wind outside swirled in.

The cold wind stirred up, and Qi Xiu became much more energetic.

"Ziyuan, how's the progress?"

After crossing the threshold, Qian Yuze walked into the room, holding a lunch box in his hand.

Qi Xiu, whose courtesy name is Ziyuan.

In the past half month, Qi Xiu and Qian Yuze have become familiar with each other, and their titles are no longer so stiff.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my mission. I have achieved a small success today."

Handing the copied article on the table to Qian Yuze, Qi Xiu pursed his lips.

"Oh? Let me see."

With a hint of joy in his eyes, Qian Yuze took the article.

There are still more than twenty days left for my father's birthday party, so time is very tight.

But imitation is extremely difficult.

So he didn't urge Qi Xiu too much.

Opening the paper, Qian Yuze's eyes fell and his heart suddenly shook.

it is good!

The writing style is crisp and the charm is clear.

Most people probably wouldn't be able to tell that this was a copycat.

Such progress can be achieved in just half a month.

Sure enough, I was not mistaken.

Qi Ziyuan is a great talent!

"Zi Yuan, you are really a piece of pure jade covered in dust.

If I knew you had such a talent, I would have invited you into the cabinet long ago to be my master pen master. "

Seeing Qi Xiu complete the task, Qian Yuze's mood, which had been depressed for the past few days, suddenly became much brighter.

"Young Master, you're welcome. If that's okay, we can start tomorrow."

Qi Xiu looked at Qian Yuze and frowned.

Studying the imitation of Huaiseng's calligraphy is only the first step.

The key is to let Qian Yuze learn it too.

This young master has no proficiency.

I want him to learn it in a short time.

Not an easy task.

"Well, okay, time is really running out, so let's start tomorrow."

"You should have a good rest today. Here is the food I asked the kitchen to prepare for you."

Qian Yuze opened the food box, and the rich aroma escaped instantly.

The steaming hot, exquisite four dishes and one soup will make people feel greedy in Qi Xiu's stomach.

"Oh, by the way, don't go out at night during this period, I will ask my servants to prepare a night bucket for you.

Go to bed early at night, bolt the door well, and ignore it if someone knocks. "

Ok?

Knock on the door?Who knocks on the door?

Upon hearing this, Qi Xiu's eyelids twitched, and his heart felt faint.

What Qian Yuze said is not quite right.

"Don't worry, there's been a lot of thieves lately. They come into the house and steal things at night. I'm afraid they'll hurt you. Just be more careful at night."

After smiling, Qian Yuze stood up and left after giving some instructions.

Staring at Qian Yuze's back, Qi Xiu looked complicated and sat on the chair.

Thieves steal things...

Still knocking?

……

into the night.

The room was dimly lit with flickering candles.

Qi Xiu tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

If someone knocks on the door, ignore it...

Qian Yuze's instructions during the day echoed in his mind like a curse.

If I don't understand this, I won't be able to sleep.

Sitting up, Qi Xiu rubbed his eyebrows and looked up at the door and window.

The cracks in the door and window are now pasted on a piece of white paper with the mysterious and simple "town" character written on it.

<divclass="contentadv">I don’t know if it works.

Leaning on the edge of the bed, Qi Xiu held his chin and looked outside the door. The lanterns swaying slightly in the corridor gave off a dim yellow light.

Candle tears drip down the lampstand.

The night was getting darker.

Qi Xiu felt uneasy after half a month.

The heavy sleepiness still surged up uncontrollably.

He forced himself to raise his eyelids, but in the end he couldn't hold it back and fell into a deep sleep.

laugh--

Candles burn out.

The house fell into darkness.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the moonlight gradually faded away.

Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew in the corridor outside the house.

The lanterns under the eaves of the corridor were extinguished one after another.

The empty and dull darkness gradually flooded the place like a tide.

rustling --

Faint and strange footsteps sounded in this dark corridor.

A numb and stiff figure was exposed in the thin moonlight.

It was a man with an expressionless face and livid skin covered with dark corpse spots.

He was wearing a long robe, his feet were bare, and his eyes were gray and lifeless, without any trace of expression.

Wei Wei stood in the corridor for a few minutes.

The stiff body of the man in the long robe took steps forward with a mechanical movement.

After half a minute.

In front of the door of Qi Xiu's room, "he" stopped and turned around to face the door.

His gray and lifeless eyes slowly turned, and his numb eyes stared at Qi Xiu, who was sleeping soundly, through the grating on the door.

Slowly raised his right hand covered with corpse spots.

laugh--

The moment the man's palm touched the door.

The character [Town] posted on the back of the door suddenly lit up with golden light.

A mysterious ancient power in the bursts of white smoke repels "his" palm heavily.

He lowered his head and looked at the hand that was pushed away. "He" stood frozen on the spot.

half an hour.

The man in the long gown turned stiffly, and the rustling footsteps sounded again, approaching the next room.

……

The next day, the sky was bright.

Qi Xiu woke up and yawned and rubbed his eyes.

It seems that I am worrying too much.

Nothing strange happened last night.

After putting on his clothes, Qi Xiu got out of bed and walked to the table to pour a glass of water. He glanced at the door inadvertently.

The characters [Town] originally posted on the door are still there.

But most of the handwriting disappeared.

Less than a fifth remains!

bang-

The teapot in my hand was not steady and almost fell to the ground.

Qi Xiu, who looked ugly, strode to the door and took off the white paper with the characters [town] written on it.

The paper is not damaged.

The handwriting disappeared out of thin air.

It seems like something really came last night.

It's just that because of the power of the word "Zhen", he was blocked from the door.

After swallowing his saliva, Qi Xiu felt a chill that made his scalp numb even though it was already broad daylight.

Push open the door.

A servant carrying a bucket hurried past.

"Excuse me, did something happen in the house last night?" Qi Xiu stopped the servant and asked.

"how do you know?"

The servant looked stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hand to deny:

"Nothing, nothing."

After saying that, he hurriedly left, not giving Qi Xiu a chance to ask any more questions.

Something is wrong!

Something ulterior must have happened in this Qian Mansion.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. He went back to the house and put on his clothes. After looking around, Qi Xiu quickly walked through the corridor and walked towards the inner courtyard of the Qian Mansion.

……

"Hurry up, hurry up, I must put everything away before I get up."

Covering his mouth and nose with a kerchief, the steward of the Qian Mansion whispered to the busy servants in front of him and kept urging him.

More than a dozen servants, holding buckets and mops, were walking back and forth into a separate courtyard.

Clear water goes in.

Blood comes out.

"Old Zhao, did something happen again last night?" Sun Biao, the commander of the Qian Mansion's guards, walked over with a frown, accompanied by four burly guards.

"Commander Sun, you are here. Two more were missing last night. They looked more terrifying than the previous ones. All their internal organs were gone and the room was full of blood.

You go in quickly and get the body out and send it away. If the master sees it, it will be terrible. "

"Got it, brothers, let's go."

After leading his men into the room in the other courtyard, two corpses covered with white cloth were carried out by Sun Biao and others.

In order to prevent being seen, several people deliberately bypassed the main road in the mansion and took a small path.

"Hey, boss, more and more people are dying, is there really nothing we can do to deal with it?"

"Handle it? How to handle it? All the mages we invited are just doing it for a living. They themselves are so pissed off. That thing comes and goes without a trace. It's impossible to catch it."

"Then why don't you move here and stay here to die?"

"Who knows, but I heard that the second master has invited a master from his sect, who may be able to deal with that thing."

"I hope so, otherwise we will be in danger. I haven't even married a wife to carry on the family lineage."

"Hey, if you don't go to the flower house a few times, you will already have a wife. Be careful of getting dirty."

"You know what, I was there to drink and relax."

"Ha ha."

……

Beside the dry landscape beside the path.

The scholar in a gray cotton robe stood sideways behind the rockery with his sleeves rolled up.

Sun Biao and others passed by chatting and laughing. The strong wind blew away the white cloth on the corpse.

Two corpses with hideous looks, distorted faces, and deeply sunken chests and abdomens were exposed to Qi Xiu's gaze.

Smelling the remaining blood in the air, Qi Xiu clenched his fists in his sleeves.

This Qian Mansion.

Can't wait.

……

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