Zhang Bai doesn't know why, he has been thinking about these two people recently.

Maybe it's because these two people have helped him the most. Nanhua solved the problem that he couldn't cultivate, and aroused his already desperate cultivation heart;

The scholar saved his life several times, or helped him a lot.

Once in the valley, once in the cliff, and once in the Beiqu Garden, he was told to hide his belongings.

and the time when he accidentally defeated Xuan Shizheng, it seems that he also helped.

Zhang Bai knew very well that when he always thought of these two people, it probably meant that he subconsciously wanted to ask for help, because he was in a deep predicament.

In his previous life, he was also a man in his thirties who had weathered the storm and knew very well the truth that things in the world were impermanent.

Everything seems to be going well for him now. The accommodation is very safe, the practice is quite inadequate, the secret of tattoos is carried on the body, and there are a lot of valuable goods.

In reality, however, the hidden risks are everywhere. Let's not talk about whether cultivation is just a qi refining realm, let's just say that the strange cultivation method created by myself has a lot of risks, for example, the headache has become more and more severe recently, and it is obvious that the yin and yang in the body are not in harmony.

Secondly, although Yingshan is surrounded by Gangfeng, this Gangfeng can only stop itself, but it can't stop the ghosts of those underworlds. They seem to have a way to break through Gangfeng's blockade, and if they find out that they are still alive, they will send someone, and they will become turtles in an urn, and they will not even have a place to escape.

Again, let's talk about the smallest crisis. If Master Lingling suddenly came back one day, would he be able to stay here any longer? At the very least, his dream of being a timber merchant would be shattered.

This is completely unacceptable. However, the building of the airship did not go well, and there were too many materials missing.

In addition, there is one thing hidden in his heart. That's what Nanhua said, he fell for the poison of Wuwen. According to Nanhua, as long as you don't continue to take this poison, you will be fine, but it is not said that this poison will be automatically cured! God knows when it will be released?

I've had a bad headache lately, will it cause toxicity?

When there are many things in my heart, I am a little irritable. It is the best way out to make a balloon early and get out of the encirclement of this wind as soon as possible.

But the problem is that there is a lack of nails and adhesives, and this cabin cannot be manufactured!

Also, the airbag that I thought there was no problem also found a problem. There is not much fabric in Daiyueguan, how to make an airbag? Even if you can barely find some fabric for the drapery, it is completely unsuitable, because the cloth is not sealed, and the gas inside is easy to leak. It would be nice to have a thicker fabric.

Late that night, when he finished his cultivation, he was worried, so he lay down and fell asleep.

With the full moon and the river, Zhang Bai found himself walking on the riverside of the Bund in the magic capital again.

The buildings on the opposite bank are brightly lit, and a motorized barge slowly passes through the river, making the sound of its engine running abruptly.

This scene is familiar, he has had this dream before, and he still remembers the appearance of this broken barge.

At the bow of the boat stood a man dressed as a scholar, with his back to him, looking vigorously at the brilliant lights on the opposite shore.

Ah, is that him?

Zhang Bai was excited and shouted to Jiang Xin's barge. The river wind is not strong, and the sound should be able to travel far. But the scholar didn't hear it and didn't turn around.

Yo ho! Do you put a stinky shelf?

Not necessarily, I don't even know people's names, just shouting here, even if people hear it, they don't know who is shouting?

I had no choice but to keep howling.

Hey, hey, oh, hey——!

But no matter how much he howled, the scholar just couldn't hear it. Zhang Bai was anxious, and said in his heart that he would swim over.

Looking at the Huangpu River at my feet, the water color at night is black, I really didn't expect that one day, I would join the team of jumping Huangpu.

Just as he was hesitating, the scholar suddenly turned around, looked at him with a smile behind his hands. Zhang Bai immediately stopped jumping into the river, and only waved his hands, meaning to let him come over.

The scholar shook his head with some regret, and suddenly disappeared from the bow of the ship.

Zhang Bai was shocked, why did he disappear again?

"Don't panic, I'm here. Suddenly, the scholar's voice came from behind him.

Zhang Bai looked back, and the scholar was standing in front of him calmly. Now this picture is quite funny according to reason, with the century-old buildings on the Bund in Puxi as the background, and in the night illuminated by the city lights on both sides of the Bund, an ancient man dressed in a deep coat and wearing a scarf poked the C position in front of him.

But he didn't have time to laugh, he immediately fell to the ground, kowtowed, and said: "Brother has rescued the younger brother three or four times, I can't repay me when I'm young, so let me kowtow here a few times first." In the future, if my brother is sent, let me repay you one or two as I ask. ”

When the scholar saw that he was sincere, he smiled, but he turned sideways to avoid him.

"You and I take what we need, and Enpei doesn't have to worry. The scholar said.

"I still don't know the respect of my brother, and my younger brother feels very rude, I don't know if I can see it today?"

"My surname is Li, my name is Xihe, and there is no word. ”

"No words?" Zhang Bai was a little strange.

In ancient times, most ordinary people only had names and no words, which was a very common situation, because the table words were used to make others respect themselves, and ordinary people could not use their status underground, and it was not in line with etiquette.

In the pre-Qin period, men had 20 crowns and words, and women had 15 crowns and words. That is to say, men and women can only take words when they become adults, in order to show their virtues, so they are called table words.

By the end of the Han Dynasty, the custom was no longer so strict. There are very few women to take words, and men from poor families don't necessarily have to be twenty.

Before the age is reached, it is common to have no words.

But Zhang Bai knows that no matter how old the children of the family in the fairyland are, everyone has a word. That's because the road to immortality is far away, and I don't know when I will be able to return to my hometown, so the Chinese people took the table words early before departure, almost without exception!

Li Xihe is obviously a scholar, he doesn't dress like a poor family, and he is obviously a person who seeks immortals. At the end of the Han Dynasty, the imperial examination system was not yet prevalent, and scholars were generally children of families, and it was impossible to be without words.

"Then I can only call my brother? I don't know why my brother didn't take the table character?" Zhang Bai felt that Li Xihe did not tell himself the table word, did he have some precautions against himself? and felt that it was unlikely, and he was not a master, so what was there to guard against.

Li Xihe blinked his eyes and said, "I didn't think about it, can you help me make one?"

Zhang Bai was shocked, the matter of taking words is generally given by the elders to the younger generations, or the people with respected status can also give the words. I am young and lonely, how can I have this qualification?

"It's... This doesn't seem to be good, how can the younger brother He De give the elder brother a word?"

Li Xihe was a little unhappy and pouted, "I said that if you want to take words, you can take words, what do you do with some clichés?"

When Zhang Bai heard this, he felt ashamed, Li Xihe was right! Ridiculous that he didn't belong to this world in the first place, red tape, and the world, so why should he care too much?

"The elder brother is immortal, but the younger brother is cheesy. ”

At this time, the magic capital is unpredictable, like a dream, Zhang Bai also knows that he is in a dream and does not want to wake up. Seeing that the river wind was wrinkling and the moon shadow was lonely, he couldn't help blurting out: "How about calling it 'Mu Jing'?"

As soon as the words came out, he felt rude again, and immediately apologized: "The little brother is only a shallow learner, and he is really Meng Lang." ”