Gathering

In the dusk, Wu Shuang Jiang suddenly said he was leaving.

He tossed Chen Ping'an the Long Sword Night Roamer. In half a day, he had somehow finished refining it.

After catching the sword, Chen Ping'an shamelessly asked Wu Shuang Jiang for a calligraphy piece.

In the Azure Sky World, everyone agreed that writing by cultivators of Sui Chu Palace could drive away ghosts. Hanging one up was like hanging a talisman, only more effective. Chen Ping'an had no intention of using Wu Shuang Jiang's writing to ward off evil; that would be casting pearls before swine. He wanted a keepsake of his trip aboard the Night Voyage Ship. Once he hung it in his study on Luopo Mountain, what visitor wouldn't ask whether it was an original or a forgery?

Wu Shuang Jiang agreed. Chen Ping'an brought out brush, ink, paper, and inkstone in the hall. Once Little Millet had cleared the table, she helped spread out the paper, then leaned over it to grind the ink.

Wu Shuang Jiang looked at the ordinary brush and Ink Ingot from below the mountain and seemed to lose all interest in writing. Chen Ping'an said helplessly, "These really are all the tools I have on me. Could you make do, senior?"

Wu Shuang Jiang smiled. "Luopo Mountain may be willing to suffer that embarrassment, but I am not. In that case, let's forget it."

Chen Ping'an hurriedly said, "Then allow me to borrow the Four Treasures of the Study from Li Shilang?"

Wu Shuang Jiang glanced at the sky outside and shook his head. "I can't keep Xiao Bai waiting."

Little Millet was still grinding the ink. So anxious that she scratched her head, she pleaded, "Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, could you write just a few words? We're out in the