"Master, there's nothing else to do, the slave is busy!"

The stuttering girl put the pen and paper on the table and said softly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Wait a minute, Xin'er, tell me how you feel about them?"

A faint voice said to the girl named Xin'er, but her master did not turn around, and she was still left with a graceful back.

"Back to the master, the three men and one woman don't look very good, they don't seem to be from a big family, and the slave feels like a rich man."

"But that son's handwriting is very good-looking, the slave has never seen this kind of font!"

Xin'er's girl silently withdrew from the private room after speaking, because the back had already made a wave of her hand.

The graceful back turned around, but a thin black veil was on his head, covering his face.

I picked up the paper on the table, read it again, put it down, picked it up and looked at it again, and so on and so forth, until finally I put it on the table, and muttered to myself:

"It's such a unique font, it's really fascinating; Joining, such a fresh word, I really want to figure out its meaning immediately; ”

"Oriental tree, what an unfamiliar name."

"The younger generation of the Oriental family is dominated by Dongfang Zhantian and Dongfang Qian'er, when did a talent like Dongfang Xiaoshu appear, it is really unheard of."

"It seems that the younger generation of the Oriental family is not a little bit more than other families!"

As soon as the curvaceous back finished speaking, he picked up the brush on the table and copied it according to the handwriting of the Oriental tree, which was more regular than cursive and scribbled more than regular script, which was really unique!

The curvaceous back was copying and muttering to himself, if Dongfang Xiaoshu stood on the scene, he would definitely be proud of his behavior of having to work hard to practice calligraphy under the persecution of the teacher in his hometown, and even retracted the words of secretly scolding the calligraphy teacher in his hometown.

The curvaceous back suddenly spread out a piece of paper and put down the pen:

"Is it okay for the sister of the Wang family to come in, my sister has heard that the two sisters and brothers of the Wang family are extremely obsessed with calligraphy, and the sister meets a strange person, and the font written is extremely unique, which makes people fascinated at a glance!"

"Today's special copy of a copy, the shape is less than 12 of the odd people, especially for the reference of the Wang family's sister, if you are interested, the sister can introduce the strange person on behalf of you!

When the ink was dry, the graceful back folded it up, walked out of the private room, and went downstairs. Soon, a young man in Tsing Yi walked out of the Taibai Building and left in a hurry.

Dongfang Xiaoshu waited for the carriage to return to the inn where he stayed, and wanted to ask for an upper room, but who knew that the shopkeeper actually said that it was full, and Dongfang Xiaoshu was depressed for a while.

I thought that it was so hot, it seems that I really have to study the way of investment, otherwise I will sit on the empty mountain, although I am very rich now.

On the contrary, Chu Yi was happy, and his white and tender little hand patted the shoulder of the little monk Huizhi, who was a little taller than himself, and said:

"Since there is no room left, the sister will be wronged, and the sister's room will be given to you!"

The little monk Huizhi showed a grateful look, but lowered his head, did not dare to look into the eyes of the first year, and muttered in his heart:

"Such pure eyes, actually for me, into the wolf's mouth, isn't this what the old monk said, "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell" style, the first sister of the first year, is really a bodhisattva! ”

Five teenagers dressed in scorpion gate costumes walked past the Dongfang Xiaoshu and several people, and one of them said:

"I don't know what I can gain from this experience, the master said that if I don't bring out one or two treasures, he won't marry my daughter to me."

"So today, Senior Brother has a treat, and I hope that when I enter the Holy Land, all the senior brothers will help Senior Brother achieve his wish together, and Senior Brother is grateful!"

"Where the senior brother says, to achieve the wish of the senior brother, the junior brothers will not give up, and there is no second word!"

"Okay, with the words of the junior brothers, the senior brother will not treat everyone badly in the future, go, drink, don't get drunk and don't return!"

The five people walked out of the inn with a smile, without a hint of evasion, and Dongfang Xiaoshu saw clearly awe in the eyes of the innkeeper and his buddies, a slightly envious awe.

Dongfang Xiaoshu stood at the stairs of the inn, and suddenly understood that in fact, cultivating immortals was not mysterious, but he had seen it less.

Maybe it's because he was too full, but when it was time for dinner, the little monk Huizhi and the first junior high school didn't shout that they were hungry, and they all looked uninterested when they mentioned eating, which really surprised Dongfang Xiaoshu.

The helpless Dongfang Xiaoshu walked out of the inn and made a detour to the backyard of the inn.

There was a white snow at the base of the backyard wall, and some miscellaneous footprints on the white snow aroused the interest of the Oriental tree.

With the afterglow of the sun, tiny blood flowers bloom at the scattered footprints, and under the afterglow of the sun, the blood flowers are particularly eye-catching.

Dongfang Xiaoshu rubbed his eyes, stretched into his sleeve to warm his left hand and rubbed the sword-shaped mark, is it all true?

I really saw the bloody battle of the mouse for a grain of rice in my dream, and I really saw the colorful bird on the branch of the big tree, isn't the sword that flew towards me the sword of slaughtering the sky?

If you follow this explanation, you may be able to explain it, but you are still a mortal, and you are only a foot tall when you jump, and you have not become the kind of person who flies away in an instant?

The turtle king eight mung beans, those things in his hometown are all ****** deceitful, and he was blinded by lard, which is not the case at all.

The sound of cooing sounded, and Dongfang Xiaoshu touched his stomach, he was so hungry recently.

Anyway, I don't know if I can cultivate immortals, and the mice and birds I see are also uncertain between reality and fantasy, but there is one thing I can affirm:

"I've been able to eat more and more recently, and I have a feeling of being hungry and not getting enough to eat, so I can't really have hyperthyroidism, right?"

Across the street from Dongfang Xiaoshudao, I cut three catties of cooked beef, which seemed to be a little insufficient, so I asked my husband to cut three catties, and almost wrapped my father's cooked beef.

The old man said happily: "Young man, the old man's beef is famous for being delicious on this street, because there is a unique recipe, six catties of meat, enough for five men to eat, it seems that the young man has a lot of friends!" ”

"Many!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu nodded and replied with a smile, carrying two packets of cooked beef, holding a jar of locally brewed liquor, and hurriedly ran to the inn.

But as if he sensed something, he looked back at the sky, but he didn't find a fleeting meteor, and he curled the corners of his mouth, and he took a few steps into the inn.

"Today's children, such a good appetite, old!"

The old man said slowly, but a layer of sweat appeared on his head.

"Hmph, people are old, their eyes are spent, and their ears are soft, fortunately, their hands are not soft, put away the things in their hands, and send them to Shui Ruohan, and then next time, hum, let her try!"

The cold voice sounded in the ears of the old man, like the wind passing, but when it blew through the body, it was as piercing as a knife, as if the person who spoke was thousands of miles away, just glanced at himself, just a glance, the old man was very sure.

If you look at it a second time, you will definitely be broken, and the old man fell to the ground with a pop, and his whole body was already soaked, but he was finally able to move.

Slowly got up, pushed open the door and walked out crookedly, and after a while he disappeared, leaving only a woman lying softly in the bunk, as if she was asleep, but she was not breathing.