Famous families also have the hardships of famous families, such as farewell, which is extremely troublesome.

Baoyu dealt with the things that should be dealt with, and then asked Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, and Jia Zheng to say goodbye, and then Jia Huan, Jia Lan, Sanchun, and Feng Lazi came to talk to him, and finally they could prepare for the road.

He and Lin Daiyu kept warm for a while, checked Lin Daiyu's tears, and then went out of the room.

Outside the door was Fang Simin and begged, and Brother Shen didn't have time to follow him now......

One hundred and eight siblings are very busy, their simmer has become refined, and they must understand the truth of Wenshan with their hearts, and they must talk about this aspect, they are all copying books now.

In the Confucian world, copying books is not simple. Generally speaking, literati cannot simply write books, as long as they copy, they have to sink into their own minds.

And to sink into one's own mind, one must have talent injected into ......

Copying books takes much less talent than writing books, but there are many words, and the total cost adds up to the need for many literati to practice.

In this way, the higher the talent, the more refined the simmer;

The more refined and pure the fire, the more you have to copy books to improve your strength and power.

Therefore, the stronger the stronger, from all the scope, so that the weak can not even touch their backs......

Baoyu took out the big incense given by Jia Yucun, saying that it was a big incense, but in fact, it was a little thicker, only more than three inches high, and it could be hidden in the cuffs.

He thought for a moment and handed it to the side.

Colorful gauze appeared out of thin air, and the golden hairpin color girl wanted to take the big incense and urge it with demonic energy.

"Don't mind, this thing ......"

Fang Simin hurriedly blocked it and blocked Wanli Daxiang back......

Buddhism is a disposable, but it does not have to be burned at one time, according to the geographical scope of the Great Zhou, it is not necessary to go around so much.

However, there is one thing that as long as it is used, it must be the person who used it for the first time to activate it......

As soon as Fang Simin told the matter, Baoyu put out his lazy thoughts, he originally wanted to let the golden hairpin Caiyi Niang use it, and he was named the demon general, and the speed of urging could be much faster.

But now, he can only use it......

Baoyu twisted the purple-black incense, simmered and urged, and lit the fire of the incense.

The curling smoke was released, and after more than ten breaths, the figures of the four of them were enveloped. I saw that the smoke was ethereal, and the surrounding scenery turned into a streamer, and in just a moment, they were in a valley.

After doing this six times in a row, Baoyu's talent ran out and she had to sit down and rest......

Fang Simin touched his shiny head and said with a smile: "I can't ask for it, you can look around." The Buddha Gate howls all day long that the four are empty, but it is shameless. Their thousands of miles of incense are all places where they stay by relying on abundant spiritual energy. ”

"You mean there's a baby?"

I can't help but get excited right away.

Fang Simin smiled: "There is a great chance that there will be." How can you find treasures so easily when you are a Buddhist? Their moving methods are all carried by ethereal spirits, and the places where they stay are either human or earth spirits......"

Speaking of this, Fang Simin said to Baoyu: "Brother Baoyu, you should also accept a disciple, if it belongs to a place of outstanding people, there may be something you can look at." ”

"I used to fall in love with one, but unfortunately I broke the foundation of potential and became a bald donkey again. ”

Baoyu's words amused everyone, and Fang Simin himself touched his bright bald head......

They just said that the speed at which Baoyu's talent was recovering now was extremely terrifying.

However, to their surprise, there were really people nearby, and it was a very cute child.

This is a steep green mountain, the gaps of the stone cliffs are covered with green trees, the mountain road is rugged and tortuous, and it will be cut off from time to time.

But on the contrary, a seven or eight-year-old boy hung down from the branches of the cliff in the upper right, a boy, dressed in a white shirt, and he was very delicate......

"The mountains are full of splendid flowers, smiling and dancing.

The southeast moon star is silent,

envy,

The kid has her ...... too."

The little boy sang a childish voice, dancing sensitively along the cliff, and there were two beautiful women around, all snow-white, exuding a faint mist.

Baoyu recognized it as the Baixia Fairy, and when the sun came, the two Baixia Fairies would die immediately, and the little boy and the Baixia Fairy were playing, and they didn't look sad at all......

"Ah, Black Fox Dayu, is it the second master of Jiafu?"

The little boy stopped, wanted to greet Baoyu, as if he remembered something, and turned around and kissed the two Baixia fairies gently.

With the kiss of the young child, the Baixia Fairy dispersed, and the sky seemed to darken all of a sudden......

"Second Master Bao, the young son of the Lu family in Youzhou is polite, it all depends on Second Master Bao's library, the eldest brother of the kid can read more books, and has the ability to achieve the rank of Jinshi. ”

The little boy looked like a little adult, and saluted like a decent Chong Baoyu.

He also looked at Fang Simin and couldn't ask for it, but he didn't care much, but stared at Jin Hai Caiyi's eyes lit up......

"Little Deng's apprentice!"

The golden hairpin lady couldn't be angry with the child, so she spat at random.

The little boy immediately laughed and said, "The kid has no ambitions, he was born with this lustful problem." Second Master Bao, the kid eats well and dresses well now, and he has nothing to do to go up the mountain to play with Fairy Baixia, and he will be like this for the rest of his life.

Well, the kid has to be a merry showman. ”

"Is it just a showman?"

"Of course, there will be a fight when people are raised, what is the royal way, the law way, trouble. The boy's family is rich in food and clothing, fighting cocks and walking dogs, this is called a day of joy. ”

"I think so. ”

Baoyu likes this kind of life very much, and he pursues the kind of ease that he has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers after becoming holy, which is really similar to a little boy.

He looked at the little boy's eyes, felt that the little guy's full body couldn't hide his beauty, and remembered what Fang Simin had just said to accept the apprentice, so he recruited the little boy to step forward.

The little boy came obediently, he grabbed the little boy's hand, released a wisp of talent, and suddenly laughed: "Good boy, seven or eight years old is a Xiucai?

"I don't want to, it's too troublesome. ”

The little boy refused.

Fang Simin and Qiu couldn't all widen their eyes, as if they saw a little monster, and the golden hairpin girl couldn't help but grab the little boy's collar and casually lifted it.

"Little guy, be a disciple of my little grandfather, you have a bright future!"

"Don't do it!"

The little boy muttered: "You have worked hard to make money, you have taken power, you have become a saint, and in the end you don't want to be at ease? ”

"You seem to see through it?"

Baoyu smiled and motioned to the golden hairpin and the girl in the clothes to put the little guy down.

He straightened the collar for the little boy, thought about it, and said with a smile: "I still have a cup of tea to recover my talent, do you want to listen to me tell a story?"

"Yes!"

The little boy was very excited, and he loved to listen to stories the most.

In this way, Baoyu used a little fragment of time to tell the little guy a story about a big landlord and a fisherman......

{The big man went up to the mountain to play and met a fisherman by the stream.} The landlord asked the fisherman, "Why don't you weave nets to catch fish?" When you make money, you hire a few long-term laborers, keep fishing, keep hiring people, and when you have money, you buy fields and land, and when the time comes, just like me, you can go up the mountains every day to play.

The landlord was a rare kindness, and he felt that if the fisherman was willing, he could do a good deed and accumulate blessings for his family.

But he didn't expect that the fisherman would ask him back, isn't the fisherman's current life just fishing every day for fun?}

After listening to this story, the little boy clapped his hands and laughed: "What a second master, do you think that the kid doesn't know what to do." But the boy was so happy that he didn't have to ask for trouble at all. ”

"That's right, but do you know how the landlord answered?"

"The boy listened. ”

"The landlord didn't say anything, but one year there was a great drought, there was no harvest, and the fisherman starved to death. ”

Baoyu replied casually, and all the talent was restored, and the incense was ignited.

Outside the smoke, the little boy lowered his head in contemplation, smiled at the moment when Baoyu and the others disappeared, and slammed his head on the ground a few times.

"The teacher is a great talent, and Lu Zhaolin of the Lu family in Youzhou has been taught.

60,000 miles away, according to the neighbors will go to the teacher's house, a hundred years and a thousand years, and will definitely live up to the teacher's teachings. ”

............

........................

In an instant, Baoyu and the others stood thousands of miles away.

This time, Baoyu didn't continue to use Wanli Daxiang, but swallowed his saliva and asked dryly: "That little guy, what did he say was his name?"

"Youzhou, Lufu, Lu Zhaolin. ”

Fang Simin replied very casually, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, this little guy is very famous?"

"No, it's just familiar. ”

Baoyu made a perfunctory sound and continued to light the incense.

He touched his chin and then his mouth, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared.

Youzhou Lu Zhaolin?

Is it the Lu Zhaolin he remembers?

There are ten talented people in the history of the 21st century, Wang Bo is one of them, and Lu Zhaolin of Youzhou is known as the Four Masters of the Early Tang Dynasty with Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, and Luo Binwang!

[It's messed up, it's all messed up. I accepted Lu Zhaolin as a disciple?]

Baoyu felt messy.

Fang Simin also had deep eyes and said meaningfully: "It seems that geniuses are everywhere, but there are not many who can get ahead......

I thought that Brother Baoyu and I were the real proud sons of Da Zhou, but now I have a broad horizon and have seen the eldest prince, Xue Daoheng and Ximen Xue, well, I can't ask for half of it, and today, there is a little guy again. ”

He wanted to say hello to Baoyu, but someone next to him clicked and drew his sword.

Unable to ask for the habit of a ruffian, he snorted coldly: "Bald donkey! Who do you say is only half of it?"

......

Baoyu's departure did not alarm too many people, but his arrangement has caused a lot of turmoil.

The central capital city is no longer the Kyoto of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the four city guards and the eighteen acropolises have all been moved to Jinling, which seems to be empty of defense.

Because of this, the parting bridge to the north began to rise in the air, and someone who wanted to pay off his debts had already begun to move......

It's a pity that this huge bridge, which is painted with twelve delicate flying patterns, has an incongruous black ink word 'demolition' on the pattern, and has just flown up, and was stepped on by a heavy man......

The old mandrill personally took action, and the demonic energy increased its weight by 10,000 times, and rammed the parting bridge into the bottom of the river at once.

Crash!

Water splashes.

Purple light bloomed in the crystal water splash under the moonlight, and hundreds of bright purple long yarns flew into the sky, rolling wildly towards the old mandrill's thick body......

"It's too much to deceive people......!

This girl is fighting hard with you!"

And then......

Hundreds of purple yarns gently wiped the water stains on the old mandrill's body, turning into crystal points of light and dissipating.

Zisha Feitian was extremely gentle, and said with a particularly charming smile: "Oh, why bother? Why bother? This girl is an old friend of Bao Ge'er, and now she is in Bao Ge'er's fiefdom......

Well, guys, we have something to discuss. ”

That's right, it's negotiable.

Zisha Feitian felt that even if Chen Longbow was surrounded by two titled demon generals, plus thirteen untitled, but very strong demon generals, he should be as good as her......

"Whoever owes a debt must pay his money, and whoever fails to pay his debts must pay his life." ”

Lao Shanxiao cherishes words like gold, and by the way, it also slightly distorts Baoyu's instructions.

Baoyu felt that there was Jiu Niang's incense affection, and she just wanted to dismantle the farewell bridge and vent her breath.

It's a pity that Lao Shanxiao feels that as a subordinate, he can't let his little grandfather suffer......

He made up his mind: if he doesn't squeeze out three taels of oil from the purple yarn flying in the sky today, he won't be an old mandrill!

indifferent

cold,

Murderous!

Fifteen powerful demon generals on the left and right had killing intent, and the rules of heaven and earth instantly became more than ten times stronger......

The wind is even more chilly;

Moonlight, burning like fire;

Breathing, blood flow, and the body's metabolism are all disordered, and this is just momentum oppression, not an all-out shot!

Zisha Feitian's face was full of sorrow, and he looked at the pattern of Qingsha Feitian on the farewell bridge, and his tears couldn't help but fall......

"Don't mind, this girl admits planting, this girl listens to the red-sleeved fairy, this girl...... Redeem yourself with the treasure!"

"What baby?"

The old mandrill is happy, and the credit is beckoning to him.

Zisha Feitian struggled for a long time, and finally spit out two words:

"Wenbao!"

Some things are always unexpected, such as what happened by the bridge, and now ......

The moon is full and the silver cliff is further south of the Sanqi City, the last time they came to the Sanqi City, Baoyu and others spent more than two months, this time they used the incense of Buddhism, but it only took less than a day.

Most of that time was spent recovering talent......

Baoyu's talent was exhausted again, the afterimage of the scenery was calm, and he found that not far ahead, the outline of the Three Strange Cities could already be seen.

He calculated the distance, and simply put away the thousands of miles of incense with their strength, just a few thousand miles, there was no need to waste thousands of miles of incense......

Fang Simin and Qiu are still making trouble, but the golden hairpin is boring.

But......

suddenly

"Little grandfather!"

The golden hairpin Caiyi girl screamed and pulled Baoyu backwards.

And where Baoyu was standing before, there was a snap, and a bloodstained hand was stretched out...... 2k reading web