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"Little Taoist Priest, are you saying that this calligraphy of yours is intended to be given to the current Master Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain as a birthday gift?"

In the quiet room, Song Henian's face was full of surprise after hearing Yang Lin's words.

After the surprise, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

"No wonder the little Taoist master realized this at a young age. It turned out to be the master of Longhu Mountain."

"It's a coincidence that several of our old brothers and Taoist Zhang have known each other for many years. We got together this time just to go to Longhu Mountain together tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Lin's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise. He did not expect that these people in front of him were actually related to Longhu Mountain.

"That's really a coincidence."

"Hehe, that's right." As they spoke, several people's eyes once again glanced at the scroll held in Yang Lin's hand.

After a long time, the four of them said hesitantly:

"Taoist Priest, let's just show off our old faces."

"It is fate that I can meet the Taoist Master today. I dare to ask the Taoist Master for a favor again."

"Of course, if it's inconvenient, I won't force you."

As soon as these words came out, these four old men, who were almost 400 years old in total, all looked at Yang Lin.

Yang Lin just smiled indifferently.

"What's the inconvenience? It's just a little ink."

After saying that, he walked straight to the desk beside him.

Seeing this scene, several old men rushed to study ink for Yang Lin.

If this scene fell into the eyes of those who came to ask for words, their jaws would be shocked on the spot.

Literati have their own pride, but they have never seen these masters of calligraphy so groveling.

Let alone practicing ink for a young man in his early 20s.

After several people finished grinding the ink, Yang Lin also picked up a brush in his hand.

After some hesitation, the pen tip was dipped in ink.

With a flick of his wrist, thick ink left traces on the white paper in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the Lanting preface with a total of 342 words appeared in front of everyone.

For any calligraphy enthusiast, this calligraphy work will be familiar.

It can even be said that those with a little bit of attainment will copy.

However, the picture written by Yang Lin was somewhat different from what they had seen before.

It seems to be the same, but it also seems to be ever-changing. Every word and every stroke gives people a refreshing feeling.

Looking at the four old men, they were immersed in these words.

By the time they came to their senses, Yang Lin was no longer in the store.

At the same time, Yang Lin and others were strolling slowly on the Ancient Culture Street outside the store.

With the previous words, the problem of birthday gifts is solved.

But since it was still early, Yang Lin thought about shopping here a little more, not only to kill some time, but also to find some treasures here.

The magical weapons that were previously refined were somewhat insufficient due to the limitations of their own strength levels.

If you want to survive the coming Yangshen Tribulation, you must refine a stronger magic weapon.

After looking at it, he walked to a stall.

The middle-aged stall owner who was watching short videos on his mobile phone immediately started enthusiastically promoting his products when he saw someone coming.

"Little Taoist Priest, you can take a look at them as you like. These are all authentic Taoist artifacts, and they are all old objects."

"Look at this lightning-strike wood token. It's all genuine lightning-strike jujube wood. It also has a peach wood magic sword that was consecrated by a master. It can be placed at home to control the house and ward off evil spirits."

"And this bronze bell and mirror..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Lin casually picked up a so-called lightning strike jujube token.

After looking at it twice, he shook his head.

"Boss, how many volts of high-voltage electricity did you use to strike the jujube wood with lightning? Have you soaked it in potassium permanganate?"

As soon as these words came out, the stall owner's face suddenly showed an embarrassed look.

"Hey, I didn't expect that you, the Taoist priest, are also an expert. These lightning-struck jujube trees are indeed fake, but I don't think they are all fake."

After saying that, he took out a red cloth bag from under his butt with a mysterious look on his face.

After peeling back the layers of red cloth, a simple-looking brass Bagua mirror appeared in his hands.

"Little Taoist Priest, this is a good thing. It came down from Longhu Mountain in the early years. I heard it was used by the first generation Zhang Tianshi. Most people don't take it out."

After saying that, he quickly covered the brass Bagua mirror.

However, his cautious appearance did not arouse Yang Lin's interest. Instead, it was the red cloth in his hand that attracted Yang Lin's attention.

Yang Lin felt a familiar feeling on this seemingly ordinary red cloth.

This feeling is exactly the same as Hu Santai's before.

When he thought of this, he immediately asked without making any detours;

"Boss, where did the red cloth in your hand come from?"

As soon as this question came up, the boss was stunned on the spot.

He really didn't expect Yang Lin to ask him this question.

As if he had thought of something, an inscrutable look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Little Taoist Master, you are indeed an expert. You can tell at a glance that the piece of cloth in my hand is not simple..."

Before he could finish speaking, a large pink note was handed to him.

The moment he saw this big pink note, he beamed.

"Hey, the little Taoist priest is really refreshing."

As he spoke, he took the ticket.

"I won't hide it from you. I picked up this piece of red cloth on Jilong Mountain. It was supposed to be Tai Sui's scarf in the temple on the mountain. I don't know who took it off."

"Jilong Mountain? Zhenshan Taisui?"

Yang Lin immediately became curious after hearing these keywords.

"Yes, it's Jilong Mountain in the west, not far from here. I've heard people say that there are ancient tombs from the Tang Dynasty on the mountain over there. People often pick up good things, so I went over to have a look."

"In the end, I didn't pick up anything, so I just followed this red cloth back."

After some careful explanation, the vendor did not take this matter to heart.

But at this moment, Yang Lin suddenly said something.

"You should go home early today. You collided with Tai Sui, and now you are full of bad luck. There will be a big disaster tonight."

"If you want to be safe, go to the vegetable market and buy some live chickens. As long as the chickens are dead tomorrow morning, you'll be fine."

"If the chicken doesn't die, you'll be lucky."

After leaving these words, Yang Lin continued to walk towards other stalls, leaving only the confused stall owner behind.

After that, Yang Lin quickly found some items that he thought were pretty good in this ancient culture market.

Some of them are even semi-finished magical weapons from the Dragon Kingdom Taoist Sect. As long as he practices them properly, they can become real magical weapons.

When he was about to leave Ancient Culture Street, several people from the program team couldn't help but ask.

"Teacher Yang, where should we go next?"

Hearing this question, Yang Lin thought carefully before answering:

"Go to Jilong Mountain."

"Jilong Mountain? Is it the place the boss mentioned just now? It seems to be a tourist attraction now."

"Yes, just go there, there should be new customers there."

"ah?"

Although they don't understand why Yang Lin wants to go to Jilong Mountain, the program team also knows that they can't ask too many questions.

The car immediately drove up and took Yang Lin towards Jilongshan National Forest Park, which is located more than ten kilometers away from the city center of Luteng City.

By the time they arrived, it was almost noon.

Before entering the scenic spot to buy tickets, I heard bursts of heartbreaking cries.