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The old man took Lu Yu upstairs, opened the door, and saw a pile of all kinds of pens, inks, papers, not so much a study, but a warehouse.

The old man dug out a chair under a pile of rice paper, turned around and pulled out a table under a pile of pens and ink, then pulled out a scroll, opened it and said, "Two hours, is it okay?"

Lu Yu looked at the scroll handed over by the old man. It was a rubbing version of Yan Yishu's "Pagoda", and nodded lightly: "I will try."

The old man glanced at him and said, "Call me when it's finished." After speaking, he ignored Lu Yu and went downstairs.

Lu Yu put the scroll in his hand on the table, took a look at the environment here, put down his bag, sat on the chair dug out from under the rice paper, picked up the scroll again, and looked at the inscription on it, Yan Yishu, whoever is interested in calligraphy Anyone who knows a little bit will know who he is, not to mention that Lu Yu has been nurtured by Li Qingmo since he was a child, so he is naturally no stranger to him.

Although the old man only gave him two hours, Lu Yu was not in a hurry. What he wanted to do was not a simple copy. If it was just a copy, the copyer only needed to have the shape. Give soul to its form.

Looking at the lines of full, full of tension, sharp and unrevealing handwriting in the scroll, Lu Yu quickly calmed down. He closed his eyes, as if he had entered another state, but what was he thinking at this time? No one would know, but when he opened his eyes again, those originally clear eyes seemed to condense a kind of power.

He stood up abruptly, spread out a piece of paper, raised his pen to dip in the ink, and there seemed to be a whistling sound of wind as he swiped and swayed. What was brought out between opening and closing was not frivolous but free and easy.

As the pen fell, Lu Yu's face turned pale. He leaned against the table and took a breath before sitting down slowly. His eyes fell on the paper. At this time, lines of ink had appeared on the rice paper that had been spread out.

When Lu Yu came back to his senses, he realized that the old man had been standing outside for an unknown amount of time, and got up in embarrassment: "Is it time?"

The old man raised his head and looked at him now with a somewhat different gaze from before: "Just right." He walked towards the table while talking.

When he saw the lines of handwriting, the old man's turbid eyes seemed to burst out with golden light, shooting straight on the lines of handwriting, and inexplicably made the pair of pupils look clearer.

Seeing the tense expression on the old man's face, Lu Yu was a little apprehensive. It can be said that this was the first time he imitated in front of outsiders, and he wanted to follow this path in the future, so the old man's evaluation of him can be said to be very important.

After a long time, the old man turned his head to look at him and said, "What do you want?"

"What?" Lu Yu really didn't understand the old man's sudden question.

"Let me ask you, what other requirements do you have for being a master?" The old man amplified his voice, thinking that Lu Yu hadn't heard what he said before.

"I, can I?" Lu Yu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked straight at the old man with joy in his eyes.

"No, why do you come to me to hire? The rules here are like this. There is no salary, but every time you take over a job, I will only take 20% of the rest. You will stay if you agree, and leave if you don't agree." People." After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Lu Yu, although what he said was a bit disgusting, but the old man clenched his fists where Lu Yu couldn't see.

At this moment, the opportunity was right in front of him, Lu Yu would have no reason to give up, and nodded: "I agree."

"Oh, that's fine, you come down with me and sign." The old man let go of his fist, took out the cigarette pouch on his waist and put it in his mouth. Damn, I was so scared to death!

I followed the old man downstairs, and saw the old man pull out a few pieces of paper from the low counter and put them in front of Lu Yu. Seeing that Lu Yu was about to sign with his pen, the old man couldn't help but said, "Look at it before signing, you won't be afraid of me." Lie to you."

"No, you are a good person." Lu Yu said with a smile.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, he waved his hand and said in distaste: "Sign it, sign it." The brat is pretty good at talking.

After signing, Lu Yu said in embarrassment: "Uncle, I would like to ask if there is any place to rent a house nearby. I just came here and there is no place to stay yet."

"Where do you live?" The old man raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and then said, "Come up with me and see how my place is. You can live here if you are satisfied. You don't have to pay rent. Just help me clean the store every day." Sanitation, as for the food, you have to take care of it yourself."

Unexpectedly, Lu Yu hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, no problem."

"Look at the environment first." He said as he pushed open the opposite door of the warehouse-like room before, and the room he entered at this time was simply not comparable to the warehouse before. Return to the Gouda illusion.

This kind of feeling reminded Lu Yu of Li Qingmo's study when he was young. The familiar feeling made Lu Yu feel that this place is very friendly, and he turned his head to look at the old man in disbelief: "I can really live here?"

"Well, if you want to live, you can live. If you don't want to live, there will be a two-story building after a walk from here. It is being rented out there. You can inquire about the price yourself, and I don't know."

"No, I live here, do I really not have to pay rent?"

"No, I'm going to be hygienic."

"But……"

"It's okay, you can just rest here, there is a kitchen inside, you can buy or do your own business, my surname is Zhang, I will come to you if there is anything, don't bother me if there is nothing."

After speaking, the old man walked away impatiently, shouting the pipe.

Seeing the old man leave, Lu Yu closed the door, and couldn't help touching the furnishings in the room. He suddenly felt that it was the right thing to leave the Lu family.

However, someone didn't think so at this time.

After searching for a week without any news, Long Jue approached Lu Yisong again.

Seeing Long Jue appearing in the living room again, Lu Yisong couldn't sit still. If it was an accident that Long Jue found Lu Yu the first time, what about the second time!

Could it be a coincidence?

"Has Lu Yu come back?" Long Jue was as direct as ever.

Lu Yisong smiled and said: "Young Master Long, to be honest, Lu Yu has actually left the Lu family. As for where he is going, I don't know."

Long Jue looked at Lu Yisong for a long time before saying, "Excuse me."

After finishing speaking, he walked out without turning his head. Seeing Long Jue's leaving back, Lu Yisong frowned.

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