Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Putting away the calligraphy and painting, Wang Zhizai smiled at Du Hao and said, "Meeting is fate. We wouldn't know each other if we didn't fight today. It's getting late now. How about we have a meal together?"

"I wonder if Brother Du can give me a favor?"

Niu Qianli also said quickly: "That's it, brother Du, let's go, Lao Wang has a lot of money, today we will live in poverty!"

Wang Zhizai rolled his eyes at him: "What does my invitation to Brother Du have to do with you? Go home and eat your fried noodles."

Everyone was talking and walking towards the door. Soon, Fujiwara's antique shop became quiet.

Fujiwara stood there with anger on his face.

Ning Zihan whipped him all over the place in Nanzhou, and even treated him as his younger brother in the secret realm.

Now in the capital, he is still causing trouble in his own territory and cutting off his own financial path!

This Liangzi is a big deal!

Toroku looked at Fujiwara, whose eyes were full of anger, and sighed.

Even though the Fuji family regards Fujiwara as an abandoned son, he still has that playboy nature...

"You two, please stop arguing."

Du Hao smiled kindly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go with you tonight. I have to attend Mr. Ye's birthday party later, so let me apologize here."

He is a very principled person, and when others respect him, he naturally does not look at others in such a high manner.

Wang Niu and Wang Niu were shocked when they heard that Du Hao was going to Mr. Ye's birthday party.

"Brother Du, can you attend Mr. Ye's birthday party?"

"Hey, brother Du, who are you? Are you a descendant of a big family? No, I haven't heard of any family in the capital with the surname Du."

Du Hao smiled slightly: "I am not from the capital, but I have some friendship with Master Ye."

He was unwilling to tell them about his relationship with Ye Shishi.

Seeing that Du Hao didn't want to say more, the two of them didn't ask any more questions.

However, as these two people are older, they naturally have a more careful mind about everything.

For such a young boy to have some friendship with Master Ye and receive an invitation to Ye Laos birthday party, he must be extraordinary!

You know, even the two of them did not receive an invitation letter from Ye Laoshu Banquet!

This shows how much Ye Shishi attaches great importance to Du Hao!

At this moment, Er Gouzi suddenly said stupidly: "Master Ye? Isn't that Du Xiaozi's subordinate?"

Everyone: "..."

Du Hao: "..."

"The person...beneath you?"

Many people were in a daze, feeling as if they knew some shocking secret, and looked at Du Hao with strange expressions.

If Master Ye is this young man’s subordinate...

So the identity and background of this young man...

"Huh? What do you mean by your looks like this? It's true, Mr. Du said it himself... Wuwu!"

Ergouzi foolishly wanted to continue talking, but Du Hao pinched his mouth.

You shouldn't have brought this scam!

"Let's do this. You two will book a place tomorrow afternoon and I'll treat you to this meal." Du Hao said to the two of them with a smile.

"It's rare to meet two old brothers, so why not celebrate with a few drinks."

"Haha, brother Du is so happy, then we won't be coy about it!" Niu Qianli laughed: "That's good, I'll have someone bring two bottles of good wine tomorrow!"

"good!"

Du Hao responded to the two.

At this moment, Wang Zhizai suddenly came up and whispered to Du Hao: "Brother Du, I have a problem, please clear it up."

"The similarity between your "Seventeen Posts" and Fujiwara's painting is almost a hundred, which is really amazing."

"We all know that a person's calligraphy stroke direction, even if it is the same, will be different due to each person's personality and living habits."

"It's just that this one of yours is so similar to his. How did you do it?"

Niu Qianli also came over: "Yes, no matter the strokes, direction, features, or details, there is basically no difference."

"But when we watched you write, we didn't look at Fujiwara's "Seventeen Posts" at all.

Even if it is a copy, it is impossible to reach this level. "

Du Hao was a little helpless, scolded Sheng Bei a few words in his mind, and said casually: "I've written this thing countless times at home, just write it down casually."

"Write whatever you want..."

The muscles on the second elder's face twitched.

…………

When Du Hao and Er Gouzi came out of the antique street, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Calculating the time, if we get to Ye Mansion from here, we should be almost there.

Sitting in the car, Ergouzi looked at the calligraphy he snatched from Fujiwara and wondered: "Boy Du, is this calligraphy true or false? Why does this emperor feel that there is a very powerful aura and Taoism on it? ?”

Du Hao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him: "Can you feel Dao Nian?"

"Of course!" Ergouzi said matter-of-factly: "Although I can't tell who the owner of this word is, it's definitely not like your kid who talks nonsense."

Du Hao's eyes twitched, and he drove the car and said to it: "This calligraphy is real, but it is not the original work of Wang Xizhi, but the one of a friend of mine."

"At that time, he traveled around the world and took in many disciples, but he only taught elegance, not Taoism. When he left, he would erase his traces."

He clicked on the calligraphy: "This calligraphy can make people calm. I am using my spiritual power to bless it and give it to Mr. Ye. It couldn't be better."

"but……"

He looked at Er Gouzi with a somewhat threatening look.

Er Gouzi's heart tightened, and he stepped back, feeling guilty: "Du... Du, what are you going to do? I tell you, I will not give in!"

"Shi can be killed and not humiliated. Don't even think about catching my attention!"

"Fuck you!" Without saying a word, Du Hao slapped Er Gouzi on the head, but just this slap made his hand hurt.

"Stay for a while. When we get to Ye Mansion, don't be stupid. There are some things you should say and some things you shouldn't say, you know?"

Er Gouzi originally wanted to go up and fight back, but when he heard what Du Hao said and thought of what happened just now, he smiled awkwardly and nodded.

It didn't know where it came from, but it took out the black stick again and kept rubbing it on its crotch...

Seeing this black stick, Du Hao suddenly remembered and asked Ergouzi, "Do you know how to use this thing?"

"How to use it? Just use it to hit people." Ergouzi held back his mouth and was enjoying himself.

"Things that can be regarded as treasures by several evil gods are definitely not ordinary. Are you sure you haven't found the use of this thing?"

Er Gouzi raised his head and glanced at Du Hao, with some contempt in his eyes: "I asked you if you are stupid, I said, this thing is for hitting people."

"It's the kind of sap that can make people faint with just a hit."

Under Du Hao's disbelieving look, Er Gouzi was also a little annoyed. He picked up the stick and said, "If you don't believe me, just look at it!"

With that said, he gave it a sap and lightly hit it on the head.

when!

Snap!

Ergouzi stuck out his tongue, lay directly on the passenger seat, and fell asleep soundly.

Du Hao: "..."