Try it, I don't believe that there is a road to diarrhea in the way of heaven and earth for the rest of my life.

He returned the "Stomach Pain Post" to the old man, "Are there any other books that convey the spirit?"

Yu Sheng lowered his voice, "Like a candlestick in the cave room or something?"

The rest of his life felt the impatience in front of the cave house, which was more inspiring to express his spirit with words than the anxiety of going to the thatched house with diarrhea.

The old man came over and said: "Hou Sheng, you are still too young, who still has a candle in the cave room?"

Yu Sheng said: "There are people who have diarrhea urgently, why can't the candles in the cave room? ”

"Makes sense. The old man was convinced. But it's not me who wrote the post, and I have the courage to find the person who wrote the post, he said in his heart.

The old man patted the post, "Now I only have this one, and I don't have this village if I miss this store." ”

This is just this one, and the rest of my life has made a lot of money in recent days, but I don't think there are many good things.

"How much?" asked Yu Sheng.

"Thirty runs. The old man held out three fingers.

The blind storyteller was talking about the floating of the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Mountain, when he was suddenly interrupted by the rest of his life. "How much!" Yu Sheng stood up in shock, "Thirty times, thirty words, one word is the same money?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the old man hurriedly said: "Be quiet, be quiet, I have a famous post, a rare post." ”

"Think about it, which famous person would write a post when he has diarrhea?" said the old man in a low voice.

"That's right. "Sit down for the rest of your life," I also wrote a post about diarrhea, there are not many people who are so talented. ”

He took the post and prepared to weigh it up again to see if it was worth it.

The old man smiled, "A talented person must have a talented afterward." ”

"What?" Yu Sheng looked up at him, but his attention was still on the post.

Enduring the discomfort, as the rest of his life with an absolute sense of calligraphy on the letter, he can easily feel the expressiveness of the words on the post.

Six lines and thirty words, sprinkled with one breath, out of the ghost, if unpredictable, it is indeed a rare boutique.

Although he didn't work calligraphy for the rest of his life, his talent made him happy with this fine product.

Lao Yu is interested in calligraphy, and often writes a few strokes.

When he was young for the rest of his life, he was weak to hold a pen and couldn't sink his writing, and Lao Yu often held a small teapot to guide the rest of his life.

But after the rest of his life was strong, Lao Yu rarely guided him.

Because the illiterate Li Zheng can also see that the words of the rest of his life are much better than those of Lao Yu.

This also fostered pride for the rest of his life.

"Nothing. The old man said.

Yu Sheng stretched out three fingers, "I want this post." ”

"Thirty runs?" the old man was delighted.

"Three times money. Yu Sheng said in a heavy tone, "Thirty Guan, you might as well go and grab it." ”

"This is the best introductory post, twenty runs. "The old man bargained.

"You can't spend money on diarrhea, what should I do if I have diarrhea?" ”

"The post that the master wrote before he had diarrhea, six times, nonsense. The old man said, "Fifteen." ”

"Smack", Yu Sheng slapped the table and said sharply: "Ten runs." ”

The old man was taken aback, is this going to be strong?" The old man got off the donkey down the slope and hurriedly compromised.

Ten times is ten times.,Anyway, this post isn't his.,It's not good to provoke this kid to get revenge in the future.。

"Wait, I'll go to the hut first. The rest of his life was hurried away.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, his anxiety turned out to be for this, and he thought that he wanted more.

After the rest of his life stabilized, he returned to the counter and asked Aunt Qing for ten yuan.

Aunt Qing was not surprised to hear that Yu Sheng wanted to buy a poster, but when she heard that Yu Sheng actually wanted ten yuan, Aunt Qing frowned.

She threw out five guan money, "There is only five guan money, let him go if he doesn't agree." ”

When the old man saw that Aunt Qing was in charge of money, he knew that he was one step late.

Without waiting for Yu Sheng to say anything, he grabbed the money of Wuguan and handed the post to Yu Sheng, "Five runs will be five runs." ”

Yu Sheng was puzzled, and the old man had already put on his hat and walked out of the inn.

"That's right. The old man turned around, "There is a saying that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, you know?"

Seeing Yu Sheng nodding, the old man said, "I have five times left when I buy you snacks." ”

"Don't go. After returning to the rest of his life, he walked to the door, "What about calligraphy after the introduction of the gods?"

"Master leads the way in, and cultivation depends on the individual. The old man said, "Of course, I am not your master. ”

He walked to the door, turned around and said, "I wish you to become an immortal as soon as possible." ”

"Which do you say?" said Yu Sheng casually.

"Are you really going to have diarrhea and become an immortal?" said the old man.

"I mean cook, cook. "The rest of my life said, a fool can only become an immortal.

"Do you really know how to cook?" said the old man, who thought that the rest of his life was a joke.

Seeing Yu Sheng nodding, the old man shook his head incredulously, her son actually knew how to cook, and people who said it didn't believe the whole wilderness.

"I'm done, let's go. The old man blinked and walked into the rain with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Yu Sheng muttered, looking down at the two calligraphy books he had just arrived.

"That's right. The old man's voice sounded again, and he stood in the rain and pointed to the dog and asked Yu Sheng, "Why do you raise such ugly things?"

"Hey, old man, how do you speak. Yu Sheng said, and the dog also stood up and barked at him.

The old man took a step back, "Okay, why do you have such an ugly dog?"

"Don't you think it's very intimidating?" said Yu Sheng, "and when I stop here, the momentum is coming." ”

The old man looked at the dog for a while, then turned around and walked away, and the rest of his life heard him mutter, "Could it be that she really thinks about it too?"

The dog barked at his back, stopping it for the rest of his life, "Ignore him, he's the thing." ”

The dog then quieted down.

Yu Sheng casually opened the page of "Book from Heaven", and it was indeed a Book from Heaven, and the madness of the grass made Yu Sheng not know anyone.

He flipped to the first few pages, which were large seals, much more recognizable than wild grass.

For the rest of his life, he compared these words with the words he wrote, and sure enough, there were fewer changes, and then less aura.

Looking at the words on the post, Yu Sheng's hands couldn't help but compare, and gradually fell into a trance.

Baozi led a group of bear children, ran to the eaves of the inn in the rain to step on the water, teasing the dogs, and did not disturb the rest of his life.

In the inn, the blind storyteller continued to tell the story of the country of the Eastern Wilderness, just about the Battle of Longbo, which was led by the king of the Eastern Wilderness.

With a "boom", a huge thunder exploded in the sky, causing the buns playing with water to raise their heads.

"Dragon!" Baozi exclaimed, pointing to the sky.

The story was interrupted again, and the townspeople stood up and rushed outside.

The seven Demon Hunters with swords on their backs also ran outside, but Ye Zigao's body shrank, and his face showed a panicked look.

"Hurry up, there's a dragon infested, it's a rare spectacle. The seventh sister greeted Ye Zigao.

"Good, good. Ye Zigao agreed, but his body involuntarily shrank back. Fortunately, the seventh sister had already gone out and didn't notice his abnormality.

The rest of his life was still immersed in practicing calligraphy, until Li Zheng patted him, "Look, Dragon." ”

"What dragon, the little white dragon is back?" Yu Sheng looked up at Li Zheng.

"No, a dragon. Li Zheng said.

Yu Sheng ran out and saw a dragon disappearing in the black clouds with its teeth and claws.

As Yu Sheng looked closely, it suddenly poked its head out of the black clouds and looked in the direction of the town.

After fifteen full moon-like eyes blinked, the dragon burrowed into the clouds, and the dragon's tail flicked the black clouds to cover the gaps, and they were never seen again.