Back then, he wanted to fight to the death directly with the Danxue Mountain, but his identity and status made him unable to consider himself, he had to focus on the overall situation, he couldn't because of hatred, even if he hated, he rashly ordered to break into Danxue Mountain, and rashly lost tens of millions of lives.

In this way, for three hundred years, the second prince has never gone down the mountain, so that he can't even find a chance for revenge.

He's angry, he's hateful, but he's helpless!

Sometimes he hated it so much that he wanted to break the boat, and simply turn these three realms upside down!

However, just thinking about it back, I had to suppress my resentment. After all, the mission he bears on him makes him impulsive.

This blood feud, this hatred, he endured it for more than 300 years!

Now, heaven and earth have eyes, and finally give him a chance to take revenge!

......

About all the people who have lived a bright and honest life have never paid attention to the shadows that hide behind the sun.

Except for the strong.

Because they can stand on a higher place, treat the world as a game of chess, and see every chess piece at a glance and see the overall situation.

Lin Suqing is not strong, he is even a little weak, he really hasn't noticed many things, but many details of many things have crucial hints.

Those prompts are the choices given in the dark. As a result, he missed out on many opportunities to choose from.

The sky is bright and the clouds are rolling.

Lin Suqing, who knew nothing and had nothing, didn't know at all at this time, behind those turbulent scenes, there were already countless pairs of eyes, and they were hiding in the dark and peeping at everything.

......

It's the world.

The river is endless, bustling.

On both sides of the street, except for those who set up shops, there are scattered mobile stalls, or carts, or tables, or mats on the ground wherever there is a vacancy.

There are young girls who sell rouge gouache, enthusiastic aunts and uncles who sell melons, fruits and vegetables, and "Sai Banxian" who set up a simple table for people to sign and test...... There are all kinds of business vendors, and the shouts of various styles come and go.

Before entering the city, Shancang Shenjun picked a leaf casually, turned into a power fence, and put it on his head, a thin white veil hanging down the power fence covered his appearance, although he was for the sake of mortals, blocking his soul-stealing eyes, but after all, he was dressed in a peach-colored and pink brocade robe, and his hair was still half tied and half scattered...... If he just stood upright like usual, An could tell that he was male and female......

Under the hospitality of Shancang Shenjun, Lin Suqing recklessly filled his stomach in a restaurant with a fairly spacious façade.

When he came out, Shancang Shenjun bought a few pieces of rice paper and ordinary pen, ink, paper, and inkstone at a low price and stuffed them into his arms, and said, "You also go and find an open space to set up a stall." ”

"Set up a stall?" Lin Suqing was stunned.

"Could it be Benjun?" Shancang Shenjun looked at him through the white veil and said, "You can draw a few pictures and write a few words, and just wait for the rabbit." ”

After that, he turned around and left, Lin Suqing hurriedly followed with the rice paper in his arms, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"There are so many people here, I can't just disappear in front of everyone, right? ”

"I'll give you a cut. Lin Suqing hurriedly followed.

Shancang Shenjun stared at him and said, "I didn't think that you, a wild boy from another world, know how to be polite, and your mother has wasted a lot of effort to teach you, right?"

"Actually, it's okay...... I was a more obedient child when I was a child......" Lin Suqing replied with some shame.

Suddenly mentioning his family, his heart suddenly twitched, and his nasal cavity was very sour. He's been out for so long, and I don't know if everything is okay at home.

Maybe the family has reported the disappearance, right?

Are you still looking for him?

You must be sad, right......

My mother is not in good health, I hope she will not be too sad and take care of herself......

"You don't have to send it, Benjun goes, you take care of yourself. ”

Lin Suqing suddenly retracted his thoughts, and as soon as he raised his head, before he knew it, they had walked outside the city gate so quickly, he looked around, and the Shan Cang Shenjun actually left his instructions and disappeared without a trace.

“......”

Lin Suqing sniffed hard, everyone will be vulnerable, but fragility must not be revealed anytime and anywhere, he forced the sourness in his heart to force back.

Before returning to the city, he took a few more steps, went to the woods, and folded some slightly thicker branches and softer vines, and began to weave as he went.

Fortunately, he quickly found a vacancy, because the two alleys were facing each other, mouth to mouth, convection back and forth, and wearing strong winds, so no one chose to set up a stall in front of this alley, and everyone deliberately set up a stall after a distance from the alley.

It is probably because of the trade feng shui, if it is placed in the opposite place of the tuyere, it will ruin the wealth or crash.

However, he estimated that his stall would not be large, so the location at the mouth of the alley was just right for him.

He chose his place and got to work.

First, they used vines as ropes, tied the folded branches into a wooden frame, sat on the ground, and then spread rice paper to cover them, and unknowingly saw that this was a table.

So he tied a few thin shelves out of vines and set them on the sides for ornamentation.

Then, he planned to study ink and paint, but he needed water to study ink, so he had to go to the tea shed diagonally opposite to borrow some water for brushing dishes.

So he sat on the ground, cutting paper, laying paper, grinding ink and painting. I put what I feel good about myself on a thin shelf and put it on the tabletop.

actually sold calligraphy and paintings in a decent way.

It is in the words of the god of the mountain, while waiting for the rabbit, maybe you can make a little money while you are free, haha beautiful and happy.

The little rice paper was tossed by him in a moment. Suddenly, I was idle, and I was still a little unaccustomed to it.

He was embarrassed to shout at the top of his voice like those vendors, so he sat in front of the stall in a daze and waited.

These calligraphy and paintings are not beautiful, they are all based on his shallow painting skills that he has never particularly studied, and they are scribbling casually. It's nothing more than some chickens eating rice, cats and mice, and elementary school-style flowers and trees......

I can't help but think that if these clumsy works are seen by those orthodox painting immortals, it is estimated that they will vomit three liters of blood in anger.

However, although the painting is clumsy, the words he inscribed are not inferior.

It's good to say that I have learned calligraphy since childhood, and now I can ask a few words at will, not to say that it can be compared to a pen walking dragon and snake, at least it is not bad, and it is okay to deceive rough people outside the door.

He was really embarrassed to shout with all his heart, and when he had nothing to do, he took out the scripture book from his bosom and read it.

Maybe it's too noisy to calm down and comprehend, but you can take a look at the general meaning first, and it's better than not reading a word.

Thinking of this, he opened the scriptures, which seemed to have a latent attraction, and he only had to read a few more words, and as if he had been sucked in, he was instantly addicted to them.

The first step of changing the marrow is to change the qi first.

After he knew the first scripture by heart, word by word, he took the scripture back into his arms.

Then he sat cross-legged and placed his hands on his knees. No one had ever taught him that, but he did it subconsciously.

He urged himself in his heart to try his best to turn a deaf ear to the noise despite the deep noise of the city. With a slow and deep breath, he slowly closed his eyes,

He asked himself not to listen to anything, not to see anything, not to think about anything.

Between breathing and breathing, it seems to smell the fragrance of flowers without being stuffy, and it seems to blow the candle flame without extinguishing it. Feel a gentle warm current, from the back of the backbone in a straight line, slowly lifted up, and slowly converged downward.

He grasped the meaning of the text and seemed to be doing the right thing. It is necessary to condense the scattered breath in one place, so that the mood is clear and clear, so that the qi veins are unblocked.

He tried hard to calm himself down so that he could put aside the clutter and concentrate on only practicing the scriptures. Just when he was about to succeed, but by chance, someone suddenly came to ask about business.

"How do you sell this painting?"

He sighed a little helplessly when he heard the inquiry. However, as soon as I opened my eyes, I was a little stinging at the first sight of the light because I had closed my eyes for too long. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Girl......, what do you want to buy?"

When he got used to his gaze, he looked up and saw that there were no guests in front of him?

He was immediately stunned, and he immediately looked around, and there were indeed no customers stopping in front of his stall except for the constant flow of pedestrians.

He looked down and wondered, and suddenly, in the pile of calligraphy and paintings hanging on, he found a pair of embroidered shoes! It was a pair of women's feet!