"It's very simple, when Gao Lengjian was young, he once fell from that big tree and broke his brain." Ji Lin smiled slightly, and said something that everyone was stunned by.

"Mr. Ji, it seems a little ...... when you say this about Mr. Feng Xiao Right? Dong Xun'er frowned slightly and asked cautiously.

The prodigal son Mu Feng and Mr. Feng Xiao have to settle the world, this sentence was widely spread during the Republic of China.

It is not difficult to understand from this sentence that Mu Feng and Gao Lengjian, the two heroes of Jiazhou, are actually sages with a high mind.

But Ji Lin actually said that other people's brains were broken, isn't that brain...... What does it mean to be disabled?

"You're ......!" The old man's white beard shook and his face was angry.

"After Gao Lengjian fell from the tree, the cerebellum was too developed, which was different from ordinary people, so that all kinds of big things could be deduced from various clues."

"But everything in heaven and earth pecks and drinks, and this incident also makes Gao Lengjian's brain not very bright." Ji Lin explained.

"Ji Daoyou, you ...... You're going too far. Mr. Xiao Wang frowned, and he was also a little unhappy.

Although the second elder respected Ji Lin's knowledge, he couldn't stand Ji Lin either, and he didn't respect another Chinese scholar.

"I'm not talking nonsense, if you don't believe me, we can make a bet." Ji Lin said confidently.

"How to gamble?" The old man swept the dust and shouted angrily.

"If I can prove that you are not Gao Lengjian, then please ask Mr. Gao Peng to come out and help me wait." Ji Lin said with a smile.

"What if you lose?" Lao Dao sneered.

"Two fellow Daoists, can you trust me?" Ji Lin didn't answer, but turned his head to the second elder.

"Nature is to believe." Although Mr. Wang and Mr. Xiao Wang were confused, they still nodded.

Ji Lin's peerless elegance in the Xiangjiang Lanting, the second elder still lingers in his mind. Naturally, he trusts Ji Lin very much.

"If Mr. Ji loses, Xun'er wishes this sword to remain here." Seeing Ji Lin set his eyes on herself, Dong Xun'er smiled and put the three-foot Qingfeng at the foot of the old road.

"Then I'll leave the ancestral nunchucks behind." Zhao Weilong put the nunchucks on the ground.

"If the boss loses, Lao Tzu will also leave his fingers." Beichen Yumo laughed loudly, looking at Ji Lin's eyes full of confidence.

"That's fine. If Mr. Ji loses, the purple and green swords will also remain. Mr. Wang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

"Gentlemen, I will not let you down." Ji Lin nodded with satisfaction and a smile on his face.

In fact, Ji Lin has a lot of good things on him, but Ji Lin has no intention of taking them out.

The reason why this is so is that Ji Lin came to test everyone.

After all, Guangchengzi Daozang's 'temptation' is too great, if anyone has evil intentions at that time, Ji Lin is not afraid. But it's also a nuisance.

Everyone's reaction made Ji Lin very pleased, and secretly said that his trip was worthwhile.

"Since you are so sincere, then the poor road promised you a bet." Lao Dao laughed loudly, bursting with confidence.

"I have a pen here, and I would like you to write a few words at will." Ji Lin handed Meng Tian's pen to Lao Dao.

"A masterpiece?" Lao Dao was still a little disdainful, and secretly said that he was dignified Mr. Feng Xiao, how could he lack the four treasures of the study?

But when holding this pen in your hand. Lao Dao shook his little hand, and almost fell to the ground in shock.

"It's just a broken pen. If you like it, no matter who wins or loses in this game, you will be given it. Ji Lin smiled.

As soon as these words came out, Lao Dao had a good impression of Ji Linton, and the fierceness in his eyes was also a little less.

"This pen is a pen made by a general on the battlefield, so the old man will write a battlefield article." Ponder for a moment. Lao Dao took a step forward, lifted his sleeves, picked up his pen and began to write against the void.

Whew!

After writing, Lao Dao stroked his white beard and blew lightly on the front.

Wow!

The breath turned into a white mist and steamed. Stick to the wall with the wind and turn it into words.

"Master!" Lao Dao's hand can be called turning decay into magic, and everyone who watched it was moved.

"The battlefield of a hundred battles is broken into iron clothes, and the south of the city has been encircled."

"The assault battalion 'shot' to kill General Huyan, and led the remnants of the army to return with thousands of horses."

This song written by Li Bai "Xianghe Lyrics. from the military march", appeared on the wall.

"The pen is vigorous and vigorous, it can be called a dragon and snake, admire, admire." Mr. Xiao Wang was amazed.

"Although this poem is majestic on the battlefield, under your pen, Mr. Feng Xiao, it is full of ethereal and chic, powerful, powerful." Caressing the white beard, Mr. Wang was also impressed.

"Brother Miao praised, the vulgar skills are not enough to enter the house." Although the old Taoist conversation is modest, there is an extraordinary pride in his eyes.

"Ji Daoyou, now that the old man has also written this word, can we start gambling?" Lao Dao turned his head to Ji Lin.

"You've already lost, so why should we gamble?" Ji Lin smiled slightly, and said something that everyone was stunned by.

"You didn't even say how to bet, how did you lose?" Lao Dao looked dazed.

"I've made it very clear just now, Gao Lengjian is a well-developed cerebellum, and the right brain is not very bright, right?" Ji Lin smiled but did not answer, and asked rhetorically.

"But what does that mean?" Lao Dao frowned, and a bad feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

"Miss Dong, you are the person in charge of the Qingzhu Hotel, can you tell everyone what this left-handed person means?" Ji Lin turned his head to look at Dong Xun'er.

"Left-handed people who eat have a particularly well-developed cerebellum, but their right hemisphere is relatively weak." Dong Xun'er explained, vaguely understanding something.

"Haha, I understand, just now this old Taoist used his left hand, not his right hand, doesn't this mean that his left brain is developed?" Beichen Yumo laughed loudly and solved the mystery.

"It's nonsense, this can only prove that the poor way is the cerebellum is developed, but it can't but can be the poor way is the brain...... Remnant! Lao Dao flicked his big sleeves and looked angry.

It's just that Ji Lin saw the deeply hidden panic in the eyes of the old Taoist friend.

"The bet I made with you just now is to say that Gao Lengjian has a brain problem."

"But you say you're fine, so what are you braining...... Crippled, or aren't you cold? Ji Lin took a step forward, and his gaze "shot" at Lao Dao like a blade.

"I'm not." The old man shouted angrily.

Airplanes!

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was shaken.

"Haha, you're really not Gao Lengjian, his grandmother's bear." Beichen Yumo laughed loudly.

"No, I mean I'm not brain...... Disabled, I'm not Gao Lengjian! Lao Dao was a little confused, and his speech was a little unfavorable.

As soon as these words came out, Dong Xun'er looked at Lao Dao's gaze, and suddenly felt a little more pity.

Obviously, Ji Lin played a slippery head just now, deliberately using brain teasers to go around and around, sparing the old way.

"Mr. Gao Peng, you lost, please follow us out of the mountain." Ji Lin took a step forward and said something that everyone was stunned by. (To be continued.) )