chapter 148 Encountering a drunk on the road

Cabin paid no mind to their mockery, instead focusing intently on the cursive script of Zhang Xu on the wall.

Murmuring to himself, "Faint bridges flying across the misty wilds, by the stone ridge in the west I ask a fishing boat. Peach blossoms follow the water all day long, where does the cave on the clear stream lie?"

It was as if a pattern formed in his heart, with the characters swirling up into the air.

In his mind, within his heart, it seemed he could pluck these characters...