The same Wen Shengxing, a man with a black head and white clothes came with a sword, and the target was the place that countless literati dreamed of but could not enter, Sage Village. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The comer was furious, and the teacher asked for the guilt.

On the Sage Village, there are several great Confucians stepping out of it, and the purple purple of Haoran righteousness soars into the sky, and the people above Wen Shengxing all look at the sage land.

"What explanation should Confucianism give to our Daomen?" is also a teacher to ask for guilt, Wen Shengxing is obviously much more relaxed, although the great Confucians of Sage Village are not so casual to bully, but at least there is no Dragon Buddha here to fight into the devil to stop these people in the way.

"What do you want us to explain?" Although there are many factions within Confucianism, when it comes to unanimity with the outside world, many factions will eventually unite with the outside world.

"Could it be that Liu Qingfeng went to Xuanwu Star to kill people, and you really didn't care?" Shengxianzhuang's knowingly questioning attitude made the black-headed man in white angry.

Looking at the little Sage Village from afar, Cheng Fengru brewed a pot of precious tea, climbed to the top of the Little Sage Village, put a simple table, boiled tea and looked at the Sage Village, lightly put the tea on the side of the purple sand cup, and said to himself: "How should the Sage Village deal with this matter?" ”

A child below climbed the mountain, panting.

"What Liu Qingfeng did is naturally handled by him personally, my Sage Village has issued an order, no one is allowed to meddle in the affairs of Xuanwu Star, as for the behavior of the people below, it naturally has nothing to do with my Sage Village!" Shuoru, who thought he was a little immortal, said.

The black-headed man in white had the intention of rolling his eyes, and said, "You mean that my Daomen can kill Liu Qingfeng at will?!" ”

"You can try!" One person's anger was churning, and the elegant aura on his body became fierce.

"I said that he was responsible for what Liu Qingfeng did, but I didn't say that someone other than Confucianism needed to intervene." Shuoru said with a slight disgust.

The black-headed and white-clothed man became more and more angry, and said, "You Confucian sects are so protective of your shortcomings, aren't you afraid that because of a mere Liu Qingfeng, you will provoke a war between the two sects of Taoism and Confucianism?!" ”

The slightly immortal Shuo Ru laughed and said, "Are you afraid that you will not succeed in your Confucian sect?" Don't think that if you are nominally the first, you really are the first! ”

for tat without giving in, although the black-headed man in white was angry, but after all, he was really on the territory of Confucianism, and he didn't dare to go beyond the rules.

"Anything else?!" Another Confucian spoke.

The black-headed man in white snorted coldly and didn't speak to vent his dissatisfaction with Shengxian Village.

I thought that Shengxian Zhuang would give some face, at least it wouldn't embarrass him more, but I didn't want to think that Shuoru said: "Please go back if it's okay, my Confucian sect can't entertain the masters of the Daomen!" ”

directly issued an eviction order, which made the man in black and white-headed even more embarrassed, snorted coldly, and did not forget to say fiercely when he left: "You are ready to accept the wrath of the Daomen!" ”

Cheng Fengru, who was sitting at the highest place of the Little Sage Village, took out a cup, put it on the opposite side, and then said to the little boy behind him: "Xiaoyu, move the stool over, there is a guest coming." ”

Xiao Yu was puzzled, and asked immaturely, "Sir, who is coming?" He forgot about it, but he didn't see anyone coming.

The word Mr. is his honorific title for Cheng Feng Confucian, he did not become Cheng Feng Ru as the owner of the village like others, he likes to use Mr. to call the people he respects, just like in the fishing village, calling the man who taught him to read and write.

That gentleman is a god-slaying being who avenges his village.

The word Mr. should be regarded as a foreign word on Wen Shengxing, people didn't understand the meaning of this word at first, but then they heard a lot of it, and then heard an explanation from Liu Qingfeng, and they knew that the meaning of this gentleman was the same as that of the teacher on Wen Shengxing.

Although it was suspected of being disrespectful to the saint to call Mr. Cheng Fengru directly, Cheng Fengru did not mean to blame him at all, and the others stopped talking.

Moreover, this little fish is also deeply valued by Cheng Feng Confucianism, and often teaches some classics, which is the most envied thing for all the little sage village and even Wen Shengxing's readers, and after a long time, everyone has accepted the fact that Xiao Yu is called Mr. Cheng Feng Confucian.

"Naturally, he is a guest who asks for sin." Cheng Fengru took a sip of fragrant tea and said slowly.

Xingshi still understands the word "sin", so he naturally came to look for trouble, he was a little reluctant, and asked Cheng Fengru: "Sir, since everyone has come to the door to find trouble, then why do we still greet him?!" ”

Cheng Fengru said with a smile: "The person who comes is the guest, and if we take care of the host's affairs, he will not be unreasonable." Xiao Yu nodded as if he didn't understand, ran to pick up a small stool and put it on the table, and then stood on a stone under the root of a welcoming pine, and looked around, hoping to see the guest in the gentleman's mouth soon.

A white shadow swept by like a flying rainbow, quickly coming this way.

"Sir, here comes the guest." Xiaoyu jumped off the stone under the welcoming pine and ran behind Cheng Fengru.

"I saw it earlier." Cheng Fengru said with a smile, poured out a cup of tea from the purple sand pot in front of him into the purple sand cup opposite, and sat down to welcome the guests.

The black-headed man in white fell from the sky, put away his sword in his arms, glared angrily, and just wanted to ask, he heard Cheng Fengru say: "Daoyou came from afar, and the old men who want to come to Shengxian Village must be embarrassed Daoyou, come, have a cup of tea first, and let's talk slowly." ”

The man was originally full of anger, but he was poked by Cheng Fengru at the center, and then looked at the cup of tea that had been brewed on the table, and a small stool placed next to the table, as if he was opening the door to welcome guests, which was completely different from the momentum of the sage village rejecting people thousands of miles away, and the anger in his heart was much less.

He sat down and drank the fragrant cup of tea in one gulp without tasting the slightest taste.

"Fellow Daoist, how is this tea?" Cheng Fengru asked with a smile.

The man originally wanted to get straight to the point after drinking the tea, but he didn't want to ask like this, but it made him feel that he had punched the cotton and had nowhere to focus. At this moment, he was like swallowing a fly, and he couldn't tell how uncomfortable it was.

"Didn't taste it?" Cheng Fengru frowned, picked up the teapot and poured another cup, and said, "Fellow Daoists, please." ”

The man picked up the teacup, and suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart, Cheng Fengru smiled and greeted people, but it made him feel more difficult to deal with than those in Shengxian Village.

He sipped the tea carefully, but his eyes always paid attention to Cheng Fengru, and the little boy behind Cheng Fengru who had never moved. The child's composure and joy made him secretly surprised, this child is not simple.

"Mellow and rich." The man obviously doesn't drink much tea, and he uses wine language to comment on tea.

Cheng Fengru didn't correct it, took a sip, and said: "This tea is not the best tea, legend has it that the Daomen Emperor has a spring cocoon tea, which is a gem in the world, I don't know when I will be lucky enough to taste it again?" ”

The man was obviously a little uncomfortable sitting, and he said a little embarrassed: "If you go to the Daomen with me, I think the Emperor of the Underworld will definitely use spring cocoon tea to entertain the teacher." "If others treat each other politely, he naturally can't lose the face of the Daomen, so he pushes the boat down the river and invites Cheng Fengru to go to the Emperor of the Underworld, maybe it can attract Liu Qingfeng.

"I want to go, but I can't walk!" Cheng Fengru sighed mournfully, and the man said in surprise: "If the teacher wants to leave, who can stop him?" ”

Cheng Fengru got up and looked at the little sage village, turned around and touched the little fish's head again, and said: "The little sage village is a big manor, and now I can take care of things by saving me alone, and besides, look at this child, what a good seedling, how can I leave him alone and still let him grow freely?" If one step is crooked, wouldn't it ruin a Confucian saint? ”

The man did see the extraordinaryness of the little fish as soon as he came in, and now after being reminded by Cheng Fengru, he felt more and more that this little boy was not simple.

He didn't speak, but heard Cheng Fengru continue: "The momentum is all to blame for my uncompetitive apprentice, you said that the good little sage Zhuang didn't stay, but he wanted to run out to make trouble for me, so I didn't dare to go around to play." ”

This sentence said that in the man's heart, there was a sense of hatred and hatred.

Xiao Yu was a little puzzled, why did Mr. say bad things about Uncle Liu? Mr. obviously likes Uncle Liu very much, but he didn't ask much, so he let the doubts in his heart, he believed that Mr. must have a reason for saying this, maybe Uncle Liu did something wrong?

The man wanted to interject, but he didn't want Cheng Fengru to speak much faster than him, Cheng Fengru continued: "If Qingfeng is here, I won't worry about this child teaching each person, I think when Qingfeng brought this child to Wen Shengxing, he was very caring, but I didn't expect that it would only be a long time, and I ignored this child." ”

He sighed, as if he was thinking that Xiaoyu was not worthy, and he asked Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, do you want Uncle Liu?!" As he spoke, he winked at the fish.

Xiao Yu understood at a glance, nodded vigorously and said, "Yes!" A pair of eyes were forced out of a few tears by him.

The man was completely stunned, he learned from the mouth of the Emperor of the Underworld that in addition to Liu Qingfeng who has the opportunity to become a Confucian saint, there is another person on the Wen Shengxing who also has the opportunity to become a Confucian saint, although the Emperor of the Underworld did not say the name of this person, but it will not be the group of old people in the Sage Village, although Chengfeng Confucianism is said to be a high level of cultivation, but the Emperor of the Underworld seems to have said that he cannot become a saint, and then see that Chengfeng Confucianism attaches so much importance to this child, is this child the person who can become a Confucian saint with Liu Qingfeng?

He was a little afraid in his heart, if he forced Chengfeng Confucianism to hand over Liu Qingfeng now, if Chengfeng Confucianism did not hand over and Liu Qingfeng became a Confucian saint, he would be a dead end, even if he handed over Liu Qingfeng, Liu Qingfeng died unexpectedly, depending on the relationship between this little boy and Liu Qingfeng, if the little boy became a Confucian saint, he would also have to die......

Cheng Fengru could see the man's thoughts at a glance, and knew that what he said had already had an effect, so he asked with a smile: "Daoyou came to Little Sage Village this time, I don't know what happened?" ”

The man came back to his senses and said in a little panic: "I came here on the order of the Emperor of the Underworld, and asked the Confucian sect to punish the noble disciple Liu Qingfeng for a while, but he killed a lot of people from the Dao Sect on the Xuanwu Star." The man was a little cautious.

"Brute!" Cheng Fengru looked at the man and scolded, I don't know whether to scold the man or Liu Qingfeng.

"When he comes back, I will lock him up for a year and keep him from going out!" Confucianism has become a vertical eye. The man got up, clenched his fists, and left.

Cheng Fengru looked at the back of the man leaving in a hurry, chuckled and drank a cup of tea, and said to Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, go back." Xiao Yu sighed and followed behind.