Juan Ji thought in his heart, if he is really like Yan Zhuangtian, a person who will not give up until he reaches his goal, I am afraid that Ju Ji will not agree to him, and when he arrives in an emergency, he will also go out of the valley to kill people, and when the time comes, where will he care about the orders or promises of the valley owner. What's more, maybe his uncle died and went to the grave, he could dig up people's corpses, crush bones and scatter ashes to get pleasure.

Therefore, when Xianji promised to be a flame, he also had a bit of the idea of adult beauty in it.

It's just that the uncle who has been carrying the situation for several months, how many ginseng does he need to support? How much saliva does he need to spend to convince the Ren family? What a headache.

Seeing the flames of the sky and bowing deeply, Juji couldn't say anything, but the smile on his face was undiminished. What's the solution?

However, others felt a little strange when they saw the appearance of the flames.

"Monstrous, this is not the New Year's holiday, why do you give Mr. Shen such a big gift, could it be that you are not apprenticed?" a majestic voice came from the hillside.

Flame Blazing looked at it, and his voice was so powerful, who else was that person besides the roadblock? The roadblock was of medium stature, burly in size, but not tall enough to reach his shoulders. But in this Qingwu Valley, the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes on the roadblock is the strongest. This is not the smell of peculiar smell or the smell of men's sweat, but the free and easy taste of being a Jianghu person. The roadblocks are free and easy, but they are not only famous in Qingwu Valley.

Yan Zhutian looked at the roadblock walking quickly, the expression on his face was a little unnatural, and the corners of his mouth were pulled as hard as he could.

"What's the matter, your face is so strange, could it be that you have eaten something bad, or is there something unspeakable that you can't hide?" said the roadblocker as he looked at Yan Chaotian strangely.

The roadblock patted Flame on the shoulder, and then familiarly searched his waist for the familiar wine gourd, but unfortunately did not find it.

He scratched his head and said, "It's really strange, in the past, this wine gourd with monkey wine never left him. I've changed my personality today. ”

The roadblocker's face changed, he smiled at the person, took out a wine gourd from behind his buttocks, and said, "But it's okay, I just brought a pot of rice wine today, and it tastes good." ”

The roadblock is also very fond of drinking, and in his words, the wine worm in his stomach is brought up by the flames. Who let the flames drink all day. So at this time, he also took a sip beautifully.

"Brother Gou, is there something wrong with coming to me?" Xianji is actually much younger than Gou Lin, because he can be regarded as a young man who became famous, he is completely young, and his talent at the age of sixteen is known to the world. He also admires uninhibited old heroes like Gou Lin.

"Mr. Shen really expected things to be like a god, it was news from outside the valley. For a while, everyone can't make up their minds, so they want to consult with you. This is said in moderation, and it is not thorough. And Gou Lin called Mr. Shen Ji Mr. Review, which is his habit of calling Mr. Teaching, to show respect.

And the flame monstrous on the side chose to go down directly.

Gou Lin shouted at the flames: "Monstrous, why did you leave? ”

Yan Chaotian waved his hand and said, "It's windy on the mountain, so I won't drink." He didn't let the two people in the pavilion see his embarrassed face. The picture that Mr. Shenji said, he got goosebumps when he thought about it. The two men hugged each other and kissed violently, and it was extremely disgusting!

"It's windy on the mountain, could it be that he is weak? Why is he so afraid of the cold when he is not old? Why don't I find something for him to make up for it·····" Gou Lin muttered to himself.

At this time, the little scholar Zhiyuan finally came back from a walk. When he saw that there was no such arrogant and fierce figure in front of him, but the beloved old Uncle Golin, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

"Uncle Gou, why did you come up too? Could it be that you also came up to go on a trip?" the little scholar Zhiyuan asked.

"I don't like to go out, I just came up to you to have something. Come, little Zhiyuan, hurry up and help. Let's pack up your husband's precious things!" Gou Lin beckoned.

"Okay, sir, let's go down then!" said Xiao Zhiyuan to the standing gentleman. Mr.'s scholar's crown is blown by the breeze on the top of the mountain, with a long ribbon fluttering, quite graceful.

"Don't worry, Brother Gou. Isn't there something going on out of the valley this time?" said Shenji. The brush in his hand had been replaced.

"There was another 500 gold reward on the rivers and lakes, a character who had never appeared before. And he's a swordsman. ”

"Then who are you going to send out this time?" asked the little scholar Zhiyuan.

"It's not decided yet. This time, the swordsman is not from the sword curtain, so we are more sure. It was caused by the turmoil of the Zhu family's birthday last time, and I heard that the swordsman also killed the two young masters of the Zhu family, what a ······" Gou Lin looked at the little scholar Zhiyuan and smiled.

Unexpectedly, this time he was interrupted by Xiao Zhiyuan. "What a character, really. No wonder the Zhu family would offer a reward as big as 500 gold. ”

Gou Lin added: "And that's not all. There are a thousand taels of gold when captured alive. Therefore, we guess that this person is very likely to be reduced to a lamb to the slaughter in the next period of time. ”

"Oh, by the way, that person's name is Xu Yongzheng. ”

"Sir, isn't this the man who the Flame Blaze said?" said the little scholar to Mr. Judge.

"Okay, Brother Gou, I know. You go down first, and the little scholar and I will go down later. Xianji stopped writing, looked at Gou Lin and said.

"Mr. Review, or ······" When Gou Lin saw Mr. Shenji's determined eyes, he no longer insisted on staying to help. He is very good at looking at people's eyes, and he will also take care of other people's faces, and he knows that some things are not easy for him to interfere in, so he is extremely sensible and said: "Okay, I'll go down the mountain first."

The little scholar Zhiyuan looked at the back of the good old man Uncle Gou, and felt a little lost in his heart. Mr. took down so many objects by himself.

What's worse is that the gentleman seems to be a little angry.

"Zhiyuan, do you know what is wrong?" asked Juji solemnly.

"Sir, the little one is wrong. The little scholar Zhiyuan lowered his head and said.

"Okay, tell me, what's wrong with you?" asked Judge again.

"Sir says I'm wrong, I'm wrong. "Zhiyuan has no strength and powerlessness.

"Look for a fight, you say it again. Juji said more harshly.

The little scholar only knows what is wrong, but he really doesn't know what he is wrong. He tried to say, "You shouldn't have interrupted Uncle Gou for the good of him, so that he could not finish his sentence." ”

"What did I say before, how did I educate you? do you remember?"

The gentleman listened well and was silent and gave gold. The little scholar recalled.

"Well, you'll go back and copy it a hundred times later. Shen Ji said calmly.

"Yes, sir. The little scholar drooped his head, alas, as expected, after all, he still did not escape this punishment. The thought of copying books made him feel even more depressed, and the speed at which he cleaned up his hands and feet did not slow down much.

"If you can recognize the animal in this painting, I'll help you get the pen holder. Little Zhiyuan. He said that he was not very angry, but he was not kind either.

The little scholar's face was happy, then he looked at the judge, and then returned to his depressed appearance. Children are full of nature, and their joy is beyond words, and they can be known to everyone. He carefully studied the unfinished painting, and after a long time, he gave an answer: "It's a deer not a horse, it's a horse not a deer." ”

The answer is a bit bizarre, in other words, it's either a deer or a horse. Unexpectedly, when Juan Ji heard this, he sighed, expressed doubts, and then asked, "How can you see it, you can speak slowly." ”

"The horns on this head and the markings on the body are clearly deer. And the mane of the tail and the hair of the neck are the symbol of the horse. On the surface, this animal may not exist, and in reality, it may not exist. ”

"And how did you come up with that answer??" said the judge.

"I guess what the gentleman did at that time was not unexpected. It's intentional. The animal sat cross-legged on the ground, signifying rest. Keep your eyes closed and don't look at what is in front of you. ”

Xianji watched with interest and motioned for the little scholar Zhiyuan to continue.

"Therefore, the red deer in the painting can be a horse, it can be a deer. It can be regarded as the deer of the world, the world of ten states, and everyone can chase it. It can also be regarded as the horse of the world, the world's celebrities come out together, and a hundred horses sing together. ”

Listening to this answer alone is full of childishness and makes people laugh. And this answer completely said the mind of the judge at that time. The deer rests, so there is no dispute in the world. Horses are leisurely, so there are no celebrities, waiting for the world's heroes to seek talents. Once the deer comes out of the mountains and forests, the world is constantly in dispute. And his chance came. This world of strife is the stage for celebrities and gentlemen.

Xianji said silently in his heart, Xu Yongzheng, you became famous so quickly, presumably the world that the man said is about to come, so the horse in this painting should also turn into a deer.

Thinking of this, Xianji faintly felt a trace of excitement.

Shen Ji said to the little scholar, "Even if you answer correctly." Come on. With that, he picked up a pen holder and waited aside.

The little scholar was relieved of the burden of a pen stand, which was better than nothing. He didn't dare to make an inch, so he asked his husband for other things.

After cleaning the inkstone, he finally packed everything and put it in the book basket. He turned around and tried to pick up the basket, which was taller than him on the stool, only to find that it wasn't that heavy. He carried the book basket on his back and went down the mountain. I want to go down the mountain while the bookbasket doesn't react.

"Slow down, I can't keep up with you. Shen Ji said.

How could a gentleman not be able to keep up with me if he only took one bookshelf?

The little scholar Zhiyuan looked away suspiciously, and saw Mr. Zhiyuan's hand on the side of the book basket.

"Let's go. Juan Ji said to the surprised little scholar.

The little scholar and the gentleman looked at each other and smiled, and then walked slowly down the mountain.

Everyone laughs at me, and the mountain breeze is so proud.