Zhao Jianchen competed with Lin Wan'er for three days with a manly and humiliating tough attitude, and finally threw his backbone to Java with a hungry and yellow face, and walked to Lin Wan'er who was serving tea and drinking water, and said: "Da Keqing, I was wrong!" ”

Lin Wan'er didn't look at Zhao Jianchen, her eyes were lowered, she held the cup in one hand and the cup in the other, took a sip of tea, and said in a weird way: "Wrong, what's wrong?" ”

Sighing in his heart, Zhao Jianchen said: "You shouldn't look down on coriander, don't care about coriander's feelings." ”

Hearing this, the sweet potato couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the left and right offerings couldn't help laughing, on top of the Sword Pavilion, this Zhao Jianchen is a tyrant, not to mention the majesty of the pavilion master at all, he is lazy and lazy, and he has the rogue energy to spoil a pot of porridge with mouse feces, the key is that this guy is not ashamed, but proud, a fairy and ethereal Shushan was stirred up by his-stirring stick. Sometimes the sweet potatoes can't stand it, and secretly blames Zhao Jianchen in his heart.

Although the left and right worshippers were able to compete with Zhao Jianchen by virtue of their identities, jumping and scolding, this seemed to have fallen into Zhao Jianchen's trap, losing the dignity of the identity of the left and right worshippers, and smiling and generous. Today's Shushan no longer has the charm of the past, and it is more and more like a market street in the world, with all kinds of things in the world.

Heaven is pitiful, this demon king of the mixed world finally met his nemesis, Lin Wan'er Da Keqing fell from the sky, one thing fell one thing, and finally someone was able to punish this lawless man.

Lin Wan'er glared at the three of them, how could they frolic when they were serious. She placed the teacup on the table next to her, tapping her index finger on the table with a crisp sound. Shaking his head and saying: "I only know the skin, I don't grasp the root of the matter, and I don't know it deeply enough!" ”

Zhao Jianchen was stunned for a moment, his head spun very fast, and he said: "Da Keqing, in addition to not worrying about the feelings of coriander, I also disappointed Da Keqing's kindness. Da Keqing asked me to eat more vegetables. It's good to me, it's me who lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and I hope that Haihan, a big guest. ”

He spoke humbly and sincerely. There is no annoyance and unwillingness in the tone, the left and right offerings are pulled and the eyebrows are pulled, the heart is happy, and life should be a big deal.

Lin Wan'er nodded with satisfaction. People are not afraid to make mistakes. What I'm afraid of is that I don't know how to repent if I turn over my mistakes, Xiao Zhao knows that he can change his mistakes, and he is very good, Lin Wan'er was merciful and drank hot and sour noodles again that night, and there was a layer of coriander floating in Zhao Jianchen's bowl.

Zhao Jianchen had a smile on his face and bitterness in his heart, showing that he had eaten all the coriander floating on the bowl and saw the already "pure" hot and sour noodles. Tears of happiness burst out of excitement.

One day, Lin Wan'er walked around the palace for a whole day. I first went to the small vegetable garden of King Xiliang to point out the country, and happened to meet Xu Yunfeng, she didn't give His Royal Highness the Prince a good face, and kept muttering: "Sister Tuo is really blind, blind." Xu Yunfeng naturally didn't look at Lin Wan'er in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "Noise! ”

Lin Wan'er was about to make a move again, Xu Yunfeng flicked his sleeves and turned to leave. Lin Wan'er couldn't be angry, she took a cabbage from the small vegetable garden and kicked it, Xiliang was so distressed that she only grinned at the corners of her mouth, and hurriedly said: "Slow down, slow down, it doesn't matter if you have a rotten cabbage, it's not worth the loss to burp Miss Wan'er." ”

Subsequently, Lin Wan'er went to Zhao Gan's place again, this guy recently locked herself in the room, she didn't know what to mess with, she was curious to eavesdrop through the door, only to hear a crackling sound inside, which aroused Lin Wan'er's curiosity, reached out and stabbed the paper on the door and window, and secretly looked inside.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Lin Wan'er was startled by it, Zhao Gan didn't know how to find her, and she was lying in front of the paper hole and looking at herself.

Lin Wan'er's mother sighed, Zhao Qian opened the door from the inside, and glanced down at Lin Wan'er.

Stretching out her hand and scratching her head, Lin Wan'er smiled and lied: "I'm idle and have nothing to do, I'm here to chat with you." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Gan was suspicious, let Lin Wan'er enter the room, poured her a cup of tea, her face was still the same as usual, she held her cheeks with one hand, looked at Lin Wan'er and said: "Let's chat, I like to chat the most, chatting can enhance feelings, cultivate sentiment, and improve people's immunity." ”

Lin Wan'er's eyes were looking around the room, hoping to find some clues from the clues, what was Zhao Gan doing when he locked himself in the room, but he didn't see the reason for looking at it for a long time.

"Wan'er? Wan'er? What are you looking at? Zhao Qian waved his hands in front of Lin Wan'er, interrupting her thoughts.

"Ah, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." To hide her embarrassment, she picked up her cup and took a sip of tea.

Zhao Gan quickly peeled an apple, handed it to Lin Wan'er, picked up the apple peel and stuffed it into his mouth: "You just said to talk to me, what are you talking about?" ”

Lin Wan'er took a bite of the apple, and no longer thought about what Zhao Gan was doing sneakily all day, and remembered one thing, so she said, "Zhao Gan, I dreamed of you last night." ”

"Dreaming of me?" Zhao Gan stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, feeling strange, but the next moment he showed a reasonable expression and smiled freely: "Wan'er, when you dream of me, you don't blame you, sometimes I am impressed by my appearance that is better than Pan An, I dream of myself in my dreams, and I often wake up by my own handsomeness." Hey, no way, this is the distress of being a handsome guy, often dreamed of, but you don't care too much, just get used to it, just get used to it. ”

It seems that he has really become a handsome guy with unparalleled appearance, and his tone is full of self-praise.

Lin Wan'er stopped Zhao Gan's self-feeling and swallowed the apple in her mouth: "Not only did I dream of you, but I also ate you in my dream." ”

"Eaten?" Zhao Qian was stunned again, and immediately revealed a cheap expression, raised his eyebrows, and threw an eyebrow at Lin Wan'er, very embarrassed, but said with a special waffle: "It's okay to dream of others, and you eat them, you are really anxious." By the way, when you eat, you tap your mouth, people are afraid of pain. ”

He didn't say any more, as if if if he continued, he would blush and be shy, covering his face and not daring to see anyone.

"Where do you want to go. When I say eat, I eat, take a knife and cut off your arms and legs, and take out your heart, liver, spleen and lungs. The braised stew, the stew, put it on a plate, put it on the table, pick up the chopsticks, knife and fork, and eat you. Lin Wan'er said as she took a bite of the apple. The juice splashed everywhere, as if he was eating Zhao Gan, and there was an expression of intoxication and enjoyment on his face.

Zhao Gan was shocked when he heard this. Holding her shoulders with her hands: "Wan'er, are you here to chat with me today, or are you intimidating, if I have done something wrong recently." You tell me. You look like this. I'm afraid! In the future, when we live together, there will be shadows in our hearts. ”

Lin Wan'er was not annoyed, after eating the apple, she threw the apple core on the table, stood up, patted Zhao Gan's shoulder, wiped her wet hand casually, and turned her head away. Leave Zhao Qian a back.

She left straight, but came back with a detour. She was too curious, curious about what Zhao Qian was secretly doing, and it was true that curiosity killed the cat, but if she didn't figure things out, she could suffocate her to death.

Went around to the back of the room, leaned against the wall, stood on tiptoe, and looked in through the crack in the window, Zhao Qian was sitting in his seat, not moving for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Wan'er felt that her legs were numb, she lowered her head and rubbed her legs, feeling that she couldn't see the reason for looking at it for a long time, so she quietly slipped away again.

Zhao Qian sat for a long time, took advantage of the gap to turn his head and look at the window, but found no trace of Lin Wan'er, with a sly smile on his face, rolled up his sleeves, took out all kinds of strange things from under the bed, and made up his own mysterious surprises anew.

Originally, when Lin Wan'er peeked in the back, Zhao Qian thought about whether he was going to come to a change of clothes and bathe, so that Wan'er could see her strong and handsome physique, but when she thought that it was just a vulgar part of a vulgar story, she had to be reserved as a "young man with four haves", so in the end she forcibly suppressed the urge to show herself and obediently waited for Lin Wan'er to leave.

Lin Wan'er returned to the room, pushed open the door, and was startled by the scene inside, the two people on the left and right were like swollen balloons, floating around in the room, and bounced down when they hit the wall, Zhao Jianchen squatted under the table, his feet crossed, his hands holding the table legs, and his eyes closed, like a monkey. The sweet potato is normal, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands on his knees very casually, his breath and breath causing the air around him to vibrate, and it seems that even the teacup on the table is consistent with his breathing.

Bending down and bowing her head, avoiding the floating left and right offerings, Lin Wan'er walked in front of the sweet potato, squatted down, and patted the sweet potato's shoulder: "Little sweet potato, what are you doing?" ”

Slowly opening his eyes, the sweet potato found that Lin Wan'er was so close to him that he could see the other party's eyelashes, he couldn't help blushing, lowered his head, and said softly: "Sister Wan'er, we are practicing to heal our wounds." ”

"Hmm, practice to heal?" Lin Wan'er couldn't help laughing: "Two balloons, one monkey can also be regarded as practicing to heal injuries?" ”

Sweet potato didn't know how to explain, try to explain clearly: "I don't understand, I can only roughly say, the so-called martial arts include two parts, one part is the external moves, the other part is the internal breath, in other words, it is the internal force, who can inhale the more breath in the body, the deeper the internal force, the more breath, the more continuous and accurate the moves, the greater the chance of winning." What we do now is to take a deep breath as much as possible, so that the body is in a certain critical state, and nourish and heal the injuries on the body through the circulation of breath in the body. ”

He didn't know how to explain it, scratched his head, and asked, "Sister Wan'er, do you understand?" ”

"Well, it turns out to be anaerobic therapy, hold your breath first, let the body function in an anaerobic state, and improve your cardiopulmonary capacity." Lin Wan'er said, but she didn't understand the "anaerobic therapy" sweet potato she said.

However, he didn't want to show his ignorance in front of Lin Wan'er: "Probably...... That's it. ”

Lin Wan'er stretched out her finger and pointed at Zhao Jianchen, who was holding the leg of the table, and asked, "This is also healing?" ”

"The pavilion master is not practicing to heal his injuries, the system of the pavilion master is different from others, there is no need to heal after injury, as long as there is enough time, it will slowly recover, which is rare in the world, and many people on Shushan are not envious." Sweet potato explained.

"And what is he doing here?"

The sweet potato lowered his voice and said, "Pavilion master, is this thinking about people?" ”

"Think of people, think of what people?"

Sweet potato told Lin Wan'er about the long-braided sister who sold hot and sour noodles at the bottom of the mountain, Lin Wan'er sighed, looking at Zhao Jianchen, who was like a monkey and forced his eyes: "I can't imagine that it is still a seed of infatuation, but this dignified Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master is really a bit of a bear, and he doesn't even dare to make a confession, so he is not as good as the third child in my family." ”

In the days that followed, Lin Wan'er didn't bother to go out, scavenged good paper and pen and ink from Baoyu, and asked for a pair of scissors from Cordyceps, tossed for a long time, and finally cut and made a poker.

When there is nothing to do, invite the four people of the Sword Pavilion to sit around and play poker together.

Zhao Jianchen had never seen a poker, so he picked it up curiously, looked left and right, and was amazed: "I used to know that there was mahjong, Go, and chess, but I didn't know that there was poker in the world, which is really interesting." Miss Wan'er, this time Zhao is sincere and respectful to you. ”

Lin Wan'er laughed, very proudly explained the mystery of poker, drew out the king and the little king, and said: "The king represents the sun, the king represents the moon, the red card represents the day, the black card represents the night, there are four seasons in a year, respectively, representing spring, summer, autumn and winter, among which the olive branch represented by spades symbolizes quiet and peace, red hearts are heart-shaped, representing love and sensitivity, plum blossoms originate from clover, representing hope and happiness, square pieces originate from diamonds, represent wealth, thirteen cards of each suit, The sum of the thirteen cards is ninety-one, which is a quarter. The sum of the fifty-two cards is three hundred and sixty-four, plus a little king, it is three hundred and sixty-five days a year, plus one point of the king, it is three hundred and sixty-six days in a leap year, in which the mystery continues, the sun and the moon rise in the east and set in the west, the spring, summer, autumn and winter are endless, and the cycle of heaven is not endless. ”

The sweet potato listened to it with great vigour, and admired Lin Wan'er even more in his heart.

I was not interested in the left and right worship of the heavenly stem branch and the five elements of the gossip quite a study, unconsciously leaned over the head, the more I listened, the more frightened, the more I listened, the more fascinated, unconsciously shook my head and sighed, sighed that I had lived a lifetime, and I had searched for the truth of heaven and earth for a lifetime.

Lin Wan'er laughed and patted the shoulders of the left and right worshippers: "Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night, don't be stupid, let's play poker together?" ”

So everyone sat around, Lin Wan'er with the mood of the game, sweet potato with the mood of worship, Zhao Jianchen with an interesting mood, left and right worship with the pious mood of seeking the truth of heaven and earth, and happily played the landlord together!

(I like to write this kind of bridge, happy and cheerful, poker really contains university questions, some involve Western culture and history, it is not easy to write in the Central Plains overhead novel, everyone can check it if you are interested!) (To be continued......)