Zhu Xuancao, who can make ordinary people live for three years? Old man Ye is willing to pay this blood? Yan Gui was a little unconvinced, and said suspiciously: "Master, isn't he going to find a wild vegetable to coax his apprentice?" ”

"Is this the kind of person the old man is?"

Yan Gui nodded, "Yes." ”

"It's you a big-headed ghost, you go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to find the "Treasure Record" by yourself, and the old man will deliver it to you on the spot, why don't you compare it?"

The so-called Scripture Pavilion is actually a nice one, but in fact it is just a small and narrow cabin full of miscellaneous books.

In the past, Yan Gui was still young and could come and go freely when his body was not growing, but now he can only rummage leisurely and carefully.

Looking for a book in it can break Yan Gui, and when he picked up the book from it, Yan Gui said for a while: "It's time for your scripture pavilion to move a nest, I can't use my hands and feet." ”

Old man Ye took a sip lightly, "What are you going to do with your hands and feet?" Demolition of the house? It should be good not to move or move, and to be tighter. ”

"Hand over the grass with one hand and hand over the book!"

took out a small wooden box from the satchel, and Old Man Ye opened it, revealing a touch of emerald green, and the fragrance escaped with it, and then passed away abruptly.

Yan Guicai saw Zhu Xuancao's appearance clearly, and the old man Ye closed the wooden box, and the end was extremely fast.

"Anyway, it's all in the apprentice's pocket, why is the master so fast? It wouldn't be good to let the apprentice take a closer look. ”

Old Man Ye pursed his lips, "Once it leaves the soil, this vermilion grass will have to be stored in rosewood, if it is exposed for a long time, the medicinal effect will be greatly reduced." ”

With the impression at a glance, Yan Gui flipped through the rare records, and carefully compared them to confirm that they were indeed genuine, and then smiled.

took out a hot book from his arms, stuffed it into Old Man Ye's arms without saying anything, and then rolled away the small wooden box, "It's still hot, read it while it's hot." ”

"Watch while it's hot? How does it sound weird? ”

"No blame, no blame."

Old man Ye thought about it lazily, picked up the book and flipped through it, and after a while, he showed a lewd smile.

Yan Gui touched his nose, "Actually...... This golden plum is a book of mourning. ”

", the old man is not blind, this is obviously a delicate home book, okay?"

In his previous life, Yan Gui had studied it many times, so that he could write it down silently, and according to his understanding, in fact, Jin Zhumei was facing the world of the most humble and lowly society, describing the state of the ugly villain.

The role of this book at the time was to make people return from envy of the princely world to a concern for the fate of the little people, which is somewhat similar to the Renaissance in the West.

It is not difficult to find that in the book, Lan Ling Xiaoxiao uses much more pen and ink than men and women at the same time, on a thing that other authors are unwilling to talk about, that is, death.

The death of "The Golden Plum Bottle" is just like its sketching and desire, and it is precisely because of this that the excitement and flamboyant carnival of wine and wealth can never hide the gloom and coldness of the Golden Plum Bottle covering and impregnating the whole book.

In all kinds of unexpected but fateful reincarnation deaths, in the blurred flesh and blood, ugly and ugly, the convulsive face due to lust for profit and carnal desire, and the determination to fight for life, really make people feel dark and boundless, but the author's feelings are cold, quiet and old.

Therefore, there is a literati of the Qing Dynasty who said in "The Shadow of a Dream": The Golden Bottle Plum is a book of mourning.

But Old Man Ye doesn't care so much, in his opinion, the complex description of Jin Zhumei is just adding some plot to the affairs of men and women, which is just to his liking.

Old man Ye was looking at the ground, and Yan Gui couldn't disturb him, so he had to silently retreat to the side, practicing the martial arts he had just learned some time ago.

It didn't take long to practice, the sky suddenly darkened, Yan Gui was confused for a while, looked up, and saw a wooden kite flying with wings overhead, lifelike, like a real bird.

If only a kite could understand this, but obviously not, it is made of wood and has no tethers, and it doesn't have to be raised in the wind to soar on its own.

This is probably Master's handiwork, right? Yan Gui looked around, and sure enough, Old Man Ye, who was still obsessed with the Golden Bottle Plum, was looking at him with a smile on his face at this time.

Old man Ye carried his hands behind his back, and pretended to be profound when he opened his mouth: "The law starts from the technique, and the machine is born from the heart, in all kinds of simple and miscellaneous devices, the mechanism can be called the most important part, it is small and secret, but it "moves the whole body", controlling the overall trend.

Using the power of wooden weapons, skillfully controlling the whole and achieving magical results, this is the method of the Yanshi, and people call it tricks! ”

Regarding the trick, Yan Gui also had memories in his previous life, but it was obvious that it only existed in legends, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Is the trick really so magical?" ”

"A thousand years ago, the idiot made a kind of wooden man that can be used to push and grind, as long as the mechanism is activated, the wooden man will tirelessly push up the stone mill, this is the beginning of the mechanism, after thousands of years of development, the mechanism is far more clever than you think."

Yan Gui smacked his lips: "Since the master knows how to do that, it's not good to cut off the inheritance, how about teaching it to the apprentice?" ”

Knowing that his good apprentice would ask for it, Old Man Ye Nunu mouthed and motioned for Yan Gui to follow him into the house.

After entering the house, Old Man Ye solemnly took out a wooden box from under the bed, and then took out a well-made key.

When he was a child, he was curious about what secrets the master hid, and he also burned the knife to chop, but he couldn't open it, and he didn't know what material it was.

With a click, the wooden box popped open, and Old Man Ye quickly took out a book from it, then closed the box and locked it, and the operation was smooth.

Yan Gui smiled dumbly, "Master, are you afraid that your apprentice will snoop on your secret?" Why is it so urgent? ”

Old man Ye said seriously: "Your kid has a bad stomach, how can you be as honest and pure as the old man?" In order to prevent you from deceiving your teacher and destroying your ancestors, the old man prepared some finale things to deal with unexpected needs. ”

"Shameless."

"Take the book, get cheap and sell it."

When he first got started, Yan Gui only felt that the paper of this book was delicate and gentle, and it must be made of some rare materials, and the grade went up all of a sudden, but when he looked down at the title of the book, the difference did not spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

I saw ten big characters written on the cover: a simple trick.

Yan Gui said angrily: "This is what Master said, a very clever trick?" ”

Old man Ye smiled embarrassedly: "The avenue is simple, the avenue is simple, maybe the ancestor is joking, the content of the book is not simple at all." ”

In the next few days, Yan Gui would spend an hour or two every day to study this technique, as Old Man Ye said, the content of this book is not simple, and the simplicity emphasized by the title refers to the use of simple and simple language to explain the principle.

Nothing major happened in the past few days, and life was as peaceful as before until the Queen Mother's birthday banquet came......

Early in the morning, as soon as it was dawning, before Yan Gui could squint for a while, the eldest princess pulled her up from the bed.

Boss Yan Gui was reluctant and complained: "Isn't Grandma's birthday banquet in the evening, why do you want your son to get up so early?" ”

"Mother wants to take you to Puning Temple to burn incense and pray, the time is tight, so naturally you have to leave early."