Hey, where are we going?

Hey, where are we going?

Where are we going?!!!!

Listen, what a hot title, what an affectionate tone, for a moment, Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng looked at each other, seriously suspecting that the other party was a friend Jia Baoyu hadn't seen for many years.

Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng took a step to the side, to guard each other, and at the same time, looked at Baoyu who came over with open arms......

Ping Xiaoke said coldly: "This seat is not close to him at all. ”

Xiao Leng was already cold, and his speech was almost like an ice skate in Layuetian, he gritted his teeth and said: "The Venerable has always wanted his Venerable name, he should know that the Venerable has calculated him many times. ”

So, the two took another step towards each other, and the distance they had just separated suddenly narrowed, and they even warmly joined hands.

Baoyu greeted him at this time, and regardless of what the two people had just said, he smiled, nodded, and asked again, "Where are we going?" ”

His outstretched arms had been folded back, and the enthusiasm was very enthusiastic, but not to the point of hugging the two big men.

Baoyu wrapped the black fox tightly, looked around, and shuddered: "It looks quite mysterious here, let's be safe to come together." ”

"Joining you?"

Xiao Leng was particularly surprised.

Ping Xiaoke snorted coldly, and his attitude was self-evident.

Baoyu continued to smile and nodded: "Of course, I am with you." ”

He turned around and waved his hand, signaling Qing Fei and Hua Jachen and the others to disperse to find their own blessings, just looking at the narrow corridor, Baoyu knew that there was no danger this time, and there was a greater chance of scattering to find blessings.

He faced Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng again, and said very seriously: "The Venerable always has to follow one of you, or, the three of us together?"

Iron Sword Hou Pingxiaoke, ranked 90th on the narrow list, Venerable Leng Xiao Leng, ranked 100th on the narrow list, you are all lower than the rank of the Venerable, so the Venerable wants to rob you of your blessings. ”

"Jia Baoyu, you are bold! you are just a mere crony venerable!"

Ping Xiaoke's anger came up, and the whole person was like a sharp black iron sword, he strode forward, and suddenly took a few steps back.

"Want to fight?"

Baoyu clenched his fists and said with a strange smile: "I found out, we still can't use our talents here, so we'd better not do it, otherwise, it may be a great crime to collide with the saint." ”

"I found out, so I didn't really do it. ”

Ping Xiaoke said dryly, exchanged a look with Xiao Leng, and saw a particularly helpless feeling from the other party's eyes.

Jia Baoyu is right, since he has started to look for the blessings given by the saint, then it is a big sin to have the potential to collide with the saint. What's more, if they can't use their talents, what will they do to fight Baoyu, who has tens of thousands of catties of strength?

Quack,

Quack,

Quack!

Baoyu squeezed his fists so much that he crackled, he and these two people had already turned their faces, and there was no need to leave any affection, tens of thousands of catties of force exploded the air, which was clearly a threat!

"Go, let's go, the Venerable, you have to follow one of you, you can run separately and see who the Venerable is going to follow. ”

"We're going to go together. ”

When Pingxiaoke's words came out, Xiao Leng nodded very simply, if they go separately, no matter who Baoyu wants to follow, that person will be worried about his life, and if they go together, if Baoyu makes a move, one of them will be able to escape.

They don't put their heads on things that 'might collide with the saints', and if Baoyu dares to do it, they have to have someone to denounce Baoyu.

This is a threat, a very powerful threat, as long as they are together, Baoyu will not be able to do it......

"The Venerable has guessed what you think. ”

Baoyu squinted his eyes and smiled: "Don't worry, it's impossible for the Venerable to do it, in case of colliding with the saint, the Venerable can't afford to take such a big responsibility, but the Venerable will follow you......

Let's go, let's go together. ”

"Then too, you have to have the ability to rob us of our blessings!"

Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng gritted their teeth and spoke, stepped forward and crossed Baoyu, and walked ahead first.

They wanted to guard Baoyu one after the other, but Baoyu's speed was beyond their reach......

...

The entrance of the ancient literati tree is a wide room, connected to the dense entrance of the Yongdao, and the number is exactly one hundred and eleven.

Unlike the Ninety-Five Honors of the Imperial Family, the literati absorbed the Taoist saying of 'one who has escaped', preferring numbers like one, eleven, and one hundred and eleven.

This is the escaped one, which means that the knowledge of the world is this transcendent, absolutely supreme 'escaped one'!

Ping Xiaoke's temperament was hard, and he walked into the middle of the corridor in front of him without hesitation, Xiao Leng hesitated, but still didn't say anything.

Baoyu followed behind them, and after entering the corridor, he found that his feet were covered with fine or whole dead leaves, and there were many complete ones, which meant that except for this time, the ancient literati tree was rarely visited.

The walls are surrounded by vines, and the potholes are uneven, and it seems that there is no 'great fortune' here, but after walking more than a hundred steps, the left wall suddenly recesses inside, and there is a candlestick with a lamp, and a wooden statue is enshrined.

The statue wears a linen robe, the color is plain white, and the texture of the robe is carved so delicately that the face is particularly blurred, and it is impossible to see which sage it is......

"I am a half-saint, one who worships me, and composes poems. ”

Baoyu vaguely heard such a sentence, and after bowing his head and saluting, he went to see Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng.

He saw the two of them saluting in the same way, and then continued to walk forward, with a smile on his lips......

None of the people who came here before stopped here, as if they couldn't look down on the blessings given by the half-saints......

No, it's not that I can't look down on it!, but I hope there is a better one ahead!]

Baoyu also walked forward, and it didn't take long for another wall to sink down, this time it was a saint, but unfortunately, someone had already left.

Baoyu saw a strange arrogant man squatting on the ground and thinking hard, in front of the arrogant son was an endgame, black and white fighting each other, like a real battlefield bloody battle.

[Playing the endgame? This one is so pitiful, Huang Shigong's endgame has made the Zhao brothers go down for nine years. 】

This time, Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng did not stop, and Baoyu naturally did not stay, and walked in together.

The third,

Fourth,

Fifth ......

They came across a lot of statues, among them were semi-saints, almost no one, but the saints were all occupied, and occasionally someone passed, and immediately disappeared, and then, the people in line could be tested by the statues again.

Baoyu saw that the four proud sons had passed the test of the saints, and couldn't help but rub their mouths.

The four of them all looked strange, not the pride on the narrow list, it was obvious that the pride of the Tang Dynasty was much stronger than most of the people on the narrow list.

Unless, it is within a hundred......

Baoyu stared at the backs of Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng, unlike him, these two people are real narrow list venerables, they should also belong to the top-notch kind in the Tang Dynasty.

"Jia Baoyu, it seems that you can't grab the great blessing that the saint wants to give. ”

Xiao Leng suddenly laughed, according to such a test rule, no one can snatch someone else's great blessing source. It can only be said that each has his own ability, and he completely relies on his own strength to obtain the recognition of the saints!

Baoyu touched his chin and smiled, according to such rules, he really couldn't snatch the blessings of Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng, since he couldn't rob it, then ......

Bang Bang Bang,

He clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile: "Then don't rob it, what are we going to do? Wait behind a certain saint statue? Wait for someone to fail or succeed, and line up like them?"

As he spoke, Baoyu pointed to the arrogant men in line.

Burst!

Suddenly, the proud son who was being tested next to him spurted blood, stumbled and fell into the mud.

It's nothing, they've all seen it too many times, but with the defeat of this proud man, the statue has disappeared?

"Three times, the statue failed three times. ”

Xiao Leng frowned and said.

Baoyu squinted at Xiao Leng, the road was long and narrow, maybe this statue had three people failed, but he couldn't notice it.

Ping Xiaoke also looked at Xiao Leng by three points, and nodded: "Then, we have to speed up, there are more than 10,000 proud people here, but there can't be thousands of statues, we are late, slow, and we don't even have the opportunity to participate in the test." ”

"It's not like that. ”

Xiao Leng saw Baoyu studying the place where the statue disappeared, and still spoke: "The disappearing statue will reach the central hall, and everyone has the opportunity to participate in the test, but the further back you go, the higher the difficulty of the rest, if you have to go to the central hall, you will face the statue of the saint who has eliminated countless proud sons." ”

"Your eyes are so sharp. ”

Baoyu smiled and pointed to the place where the statue had disappeared just now, where there was a line of very hidden small characters, twisted like the lines of ordinary trees, if you didn't study it carefully, you would simply let it go as ordinary tree lines.

Xiao Leng's face glared at him like an iron plate, and he said coldly: "The Venerable was born in the country of the Buddha's family, if he can't be deaf and clear, he won't be able to live today." ”

"Yo, it seems that the people of the Buddhist family are very murderous. ”

"The people of the Buddhists are not thirsty for killing, but the terrible thing is that those half-hung Buddhists, for them, literati who do not believe in ghosts and gods deserve to die. ”

Xiao Leng seemed to be stimulated, looked at the depths of the corridor in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Jia Baoyu, don't you want to follow us?

Baoyu touched her lips and thought, feeling that for the saint, the higher the threshold set, the greater the benefits should be given.

Moreover, there are only a few kinds of tests for literati, either poetry and songs, or calligraphy, at most plus piano and equestrian arithmetic, or a test of the firmness of the heart.

And in the scope of these, as long as he does not test his piano skills, he is not afraid of anything.

"This should be said to the Venerable: Do you dare?"

Baoyu asked back sharply.

"Dare!"

"Let's go!"

Ping Xiaoke and Xiao Leng spoke at the same time, they glanced at each other, and Baoyu looked at each other without saying a word.

Then, the three of them looked up to the sky and laughed, and walked together towards the deepest part of the corridor.

Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao person?

They are all full of faith, who wants to be left under others?

...

At the end of the road is a spacious hall, saying that it is a hall, but in fact, it is really a grievance of the word "hall".

The space was very large, but compared to the large space......

The simplicity of the decoration is simply,

Insult the sages!