Because it was evening, Wang Shanbao couldn't build a decent wooden house, but the cave was lit with a bonfire, and it was also a good place to live.

Wang Shanbao hit the hare, attacked the people to dig up the mountain treasures, mixed them in the polished stone pot and boiled, the rich fragrance, aroused Baoyu's gluttony.

"Boil for a while, cook all the aromas, and, get some more food. ”

Baoyu touched his stomach and carefully commanded.

The attacker smiled: "Master, these are enough, they are all for you to eat, Wang Shanbao and I can eat some dry food brought." ”

"How can we do that? When we come out of the Guogong Mansion, we have to enjoy life wherever we go. ”

Baoyu sat down in the cave, took out the floral soft topaz square inkstone, and said while looking at it: "Wang Shanbao, you go get more game and come back, it's okay to go farther, don't worry about my safety." ”

"But ......"

"What are you afraid of? This is the boundary of the Qinglu Mountain Academy. ”

Wang Shanbao thought about it and felt that what Baoyu said was right, so he got up and walked out of the cave.

It was an attack, and his bright eyes flashed, and he walked over and put on a white coat for Baoyu.

The cave in the beginning of spring is still gloomy and cold, just as Baoyu is reluctant to let them eat some rough food, and the attacker is not willing to let Baoyu get cold.

The bonfire reflected the damp mountain wall, and there were warm-hearted people waiting next to it, which made the cave look more comfortable, Baoyu leaned on the shoulder of the attacker and half-lay down, playing with a broken soft topaz square inkstone for a long time, or gathering talent at his fingertips, and lightly lit it.

The ink at the bottom of the inkstone was raised, and the two little gentlemen appeared, and the one in the white robe grabbed Baoyu's fingers, took a bite of the gathered talent, and threw it aside in disgust.

The little gentleman in the gray robe was much more stable, looking at Baoyu quietly.

"Do you still dislike my talent? This is the talent of Baizhang Wenshan. Baoyu said with a smile.

The raider had long known about Baizhang Wenshan, and proudly raised the willow-leaf-like thin eyebrows on behalf of Baoyu, and the raider was very unhappy to find out-

The little gentleman in the white robe still had a disgusted expression.

"I don't know what to do!"

Attackers are always towards Baoyu.

Baoyu shook his head and smiled: "What the little gentleman likes to eat is the talent spirit spring, my talent, not to mention Xuanhe's side, the ten cities together, even if it is much worse than the talent spirit spring of the famous level, the little guy dislikes it, that is normal." ”

While explaining to the attacker, Baoyu looked at the little gentleman in the gray robe and said with relief: "But the little gentleman born in the inkstone is so stable, which makes me feel very happy." ”

"Well, this little gentleman has a good temperament, he doesn't move much, and he looks like a cultivated literati. ”

"Isn't it?"

Baoyu laughed as she ate.

Suddenly, he raised his finger and pointed at the forehead of the gray-robed little gentleman, and asked with a smile, "Did you say it?"

forest

repair

Bamboo ......"

Hearing Baoyu's salutation, the gray-robed little gentleman smiled slightly, and shook his head slightly.

"You can't speak? Am I wrong?"

The gray-robed little gentleman still shook his head, the corners of his delicate mouth provoked a smile, and he seemed to be a little happy when he saw Baoyu's puzzled look.

Baoyu lowered his face and said: "Okay, whether you are Lin Xiuzhu or not, looking at your expression and attitude, you are also a capable person, don't worry, the talent spirit spring is enough, smart, Xuanhe, ten cities together, even if it is a famous talent spirit spring, I can give it to you." ”

The little gentleman in the white robe jumped up excitedly, and the little gentleman in the gray robe just tilted his head and looked at Baoyu with puzzled eyes.

"Why, you ask?"

Baoyu sneered and said, "What's the reason, literati are good to little gentlemen, that's by the way to write poems and lyrics, but you little gentlemen, aren't they of great use to me?"

The little gentleman in the gray robe nodded, shook his head again, and still looked at Baoyu suspiciously.

Baoyu was stunned, turned his face away and said, "Okay, because I think you are Lin Xiuzhu, you ......"

"Damn, I wondered, I almost let you get into a pit, but you sacrificed your life to your conscience, and I can't feel bad for you. It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, in the future, it's okay to call you nameless. ”

"Ahh

The little gentleman in the gray robe opened his mouth, uttered two illegible syllables, nodded in annoyance, and sank into the ink at the bottom of the inkstone.

...

Baoyu stuffed the inkstone back into his cuff and looked inside Wenshan.

In less than a day, he couldn't let his talent recover, but the flame was thin, but it could make Baoyu see the majestic Baizhang Wenshan thoroughly.

I saw that Wenshan was made of countless half-human-high papers, although the material was paper, but the luster and brightness, at first glance, were harder than steel blades.

The flame of talent burning envelops the entire mountain, constantly burning and softening the paper, so that the mountain melts and becomes a more cohesive and surging talent.

And every time it melts, Baoyu can feel that this hundred-zhang Wenshan is even harder.

[If you want to achieve a humanistic degree, you must refine the hundred zhang Wenshan into a literary courage the size of a child's fist......]

His eyes measured, and Baoyu almost spurted a mouthful of old blood.

This is a few days away from igniting Wenshan, Baizhang Wenshan is still Baizhang, as if it has not melted at all, how many hours does it take to become a lifter?

Baoyu knows that writing good poems and songs, allowing people all over the world to study, research, and write, will bring more talent to themselves, and can speed up the condensation of Wenshan, but this writing good poems and good words will consume a lot of talent, and in a short time, it will do more harm than good.

Of course, in the long run, the benefits will far outweigh the disadvantages.

writing

Or don't write?

Writing, of course!

But while writing good poems and songs, Baoyu wants to ensure the best interests.

[Those who can achieve a humanistic degree in three years do not exist in ten, and those who can achieve a scholarly degree in ten years seem to have not heard of it so far. 】

With blood on his hands, Baoyu found that he was no longer resistant to killing, thinking of Li Gui's stubborn spurting blood, Baoyu's killing intention, and couldn't help but blow up his head.

That cigarette is his companion reading boy,

And that Li Gui is his milk brother!

Compared with Wang Shanbao, Li Gui and Mingyan are closer to Baoyu in terms of identity, but they have not yet reached the level of attacking people in the room, and they attack the two of them in order to hit Baoyu to the death on Baoyu's bottom line.

This point, Baoyu thought through at that time.

"Hehe, this snail foot seems to overestimate my bottom line. ”

Baoyu gritted his teeth viciously, grinding his teeth to click.

"Master, I got a wild boar, I picked it up outside, and just roasted it. ”

Wang Shanbao came in from outside, took all kinds of spices, roasted the wild boar that had been peeled and offended on the fire, and when the outside was cooked, he sprinkled all kinds of spices, brushed the oil and handed it to Baoyu.

Baoyu gulped down, shouting Wang Shanbao and raiders to eat together, two rows of white teeth, and swallowed a fist-sized piece of wild boar in a few clicks.

Wang Shanbao and the attacker looked at each other and smiled-our second master's body and bones, that's really good,

Healthy!

...

Early the next morning, Wang Shanbao pushed away the thatch and branches piled up at the entrance of the cave.

Baoyu followed out, raised his eyes, and saw that the thousand mountains had awakened, and Zhao Yun had come out of Xiu, and in the green sky, the milky white cloud veil floated on the mountainside, like Xian'e dancing gently.

A small stream meanders down, there are some swimming fish in the early spring, but there are not many, maybe it is the relationship between the Qinglu Mountain and the mountain appearance, the fish are only the size of a finger, at a glance, in the clear stream, the lines are soft and beautiful.

Wang Shanbao went out hunting, and attacked Baoyu to serve and wash it, and wanted to catch some small fish and cook delicious fish soup for Baoyu.

And Baoyu spread pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the stump cut by Wang Shanbao on one side to write articles.

That's right, it's an article, not a poem.

To convey the poem, first of all, Baoyu has to spend time to write the first edition of the original, otherwise, the loss is too great, but the article has no consideration in this regard.

Moreover, the poems and songs, except for such popular ones as "Will Enter the Wine" and "Chivalrous Journey", do not have the speed of article dissemination fast and wide.

And what Baoyu wants to write at this time is the 600,000-word chapter back style - "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

There is a saying in the 21st century, 'If you are not a hero, you don't read the Three Kingdoms', this sentence is the same in reverse, thinking about this Confucian Great Zhou, there are great mountains and rivers full of demons, monsters and fairies, and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" still has a huge market.

[It's a pity, "Journey to the West" should be more famous and talented here, but "Journey to the West" is really afraid of touching the G/point of the Great Zhou royal family. 】

Thinking of this, Baoyu splashed ink and wrote down the big characters that had been slapped with great strength.

The first time: the banquet Taoyuan heroes are righteous and the heroes of the Yellow Turban are the first to make meritorious contributions!

There is no talent to write, and there is no chanting mouth, naturally there is no vision of heaven and earth.

But at this time, Baoyu suddenly thought of the hardcover version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that he had read, thought about it for a long time, and still used his talent to write.

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

Since his body and bones have healed, Baoyu's talent has recovered faster, and in one day and one night, he has recovered more than eighty percent.

However, when the first word was written, Baoyu secretly screamed that it was not good!

But

Be ruthless,

It's still done in one go, and the writing is done.

'The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. ’

As soon as the first sentence was on the paper, the white mist in the sky of Qinglu Mountain suddenly rolled upside down, turning into the white Lian Milky Way in the sky, and it exploded with a bang.

In the mist of the clouds, countless Taoist figures loomed, including golden helmets and golden armor, doctors' robes, coarse cloth shirts, and idlers.

On the entire Qinglu Mountain, countless literati and monsters all looked up and exclaimed,

While carefully identifying the figure in it,

Among them,

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