"Last time, I said that the Great Sage was crushed under the Five Elements Mountain......

Zhao Wuregret said that the book is much more vivid than what he reads in the book, his tone is sometimes low, sometimes fast, and the fascinating story comes from his mouth, only to see Lin Ruoyi holding a small face, sometimes frowning, sometimes clenching a small fist, and his mood changes with the plot of the story.

When Zhao Wuregret said it, he didn't look at her secretly, where is there still the appearance when they first met, at that time, the eldest lady of the Lin family was like a fairy in the sky, noble and elegant, graceful and reserved, she could only watch from a distance and could not be approached.

And now it's like a real girl, only fifteen or sixteen years old, it's the season like flowers, lively and happy, carefree should be their life.

Lin Ruoyi felt that someone was gently tapping herself with her hand behind her, and she couldn't help but feel unhappy when she was disturbed, and when she wanted to turn back, she found that she was so close to the person in front of her, and after a closer look, it turned out that she had already stood up, put her elbows on the stone table, held her cheeks with both hands, and looked at Zhao Wuregret in front of her stupidly, and the breath between the two could be heard.

Yun sat down calmly, Lin Ruoyi returned to her previous noble appearance, as if nothing had happened, of course, if it weren't for her blush at the root of her ears that exposed her thoughts.

He shouldn't be cranky, he wasn't interested in him just now, he was just immersed in the story, what if he thought about it?

Zhao Wuregret didn't know Lin Ruoyi's psychological fluctuations, he originally said that he would only talk once, but under the joint 'pressure' of Wei Zihan and Red Sleeves, he could only say two more times, and he had finished the tenth episode until he saw that it was too late, and the three girls were reluctant to leave, when leaving, Lin Ruoyi didn't even dare to raise his head, and when he was discharged from the hospital, he looked back and saw Zhao Wuregret looking at each other with a smile, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Zhao Wuregret shook his head and smiled, this eldest lady is actually very cute, but the usual appearance of not approaching people seems to be a helpless move.

was about to go back to the room, but saw Wei Zihan hurrying over again, still holding a roll of paper in his hand.

"Childe, these are for you," Wei Zihan said with a smile.

"Is that the love letter you sent me?" Zhao Wuregret said with a smile.

"Hmph," Wei Zihan said angrily, "I wouldn't have given it to you if I had known." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Zhao Wuregret opened it and took a look, it turned out to be the sixth and tenth chapters of Journey to the West, of which eight, nine, and ten, even the punctuation marks were written in the three chapters of this night, she was really a careful girl.

Zhao Wuregret felt a pang in his heart, it seems that Wei Zihan knew that he didn't read hard last night, but wrote until midnight, so he took the sixth and tenth times that he didn't write to himself, and it was strange to see her take paper and pen before, because this little girl said that she didn't need to take notes, she could remember it with her head, and it turned out to be for herself.

After a good night's sleep, I got up early, and remembered that I had to go to Zhu's shopkeeper today to have a look, and I couldn't forget the free three-day wine and food in Tianxianglou, so I went out early and went to the street yesterday.

As soon as I got out of the gate, I saw a middle-aged man running over, "Zhao Gongzi, you can come out, Lao Zhu, I came to wait for you early in the morning." ”

Old pigs? Or Lao Zhu? It should be the latter, his Journey to the West hasn't been written there yet, and Zhu Shiping shouldn't know the follow-up plot.

"Why don't you ask the disciples to call me, are they unwilling?" Zhao Wuregret frowned and asked.

"No, no, I got up early in the morning, but I didn't dare to disturb Childe's rest, and I was going to let someone pass the word to Childe after a while."

Looking at the emaciated face of the shopkeeper Zhu, his eyes were full of red silk, he didn't sleep all night, looking at the spirit of others, he just talked to him about the method of movable type printing, thinking that he went to test it overnight, thinking of this, Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but be moved and said, "Shopkeeper Zhu, movable type printing doesn't have to be in a hurry, the coming day is long, and there will be opportunities in the future, but seeing that you came to me so early, it must be a great harvest, right?"

"Movable type printing?" Shopkeeper Zhu couldn't help but be stunned, and then he twisted and said, "This is what I have ordered the carver master to do, but it wasn't that early this morning." ”

"What else is there but movable type printing?" Zhao Wuregret said strangely, only blaming himself for expressing his wrong feelings, "You came here so early in the morning to wait for me, shouldn't it be for Journey to the West?"

Shopkeeper Zhu's rare face flushed, and he muttered, "Childe is wise." After speaking, he looked at the paper scroll in Zhao Wuregret's hand, if he hadn't always claimed to be a reader, I am afraid that he would not be able to help but come up and grab it directly.

Is it so exaggerated? Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but think that there is no novel in the future that can make him so 'lovesick'.

"I see you haven't slept all night, could it be that it is also related to Journey to the West?"

Taking the scroll of paper in Zhao Wuregret's hand, the shopkeeper Zhu couldn't help but burst into tears, "Childe, don't you know, when I saw this divine book yesterday, I couldn't help but be cheap for a while, and I took it back to show off to the cheap, but I don't know ......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Shiping couldn't wait to give himself two slaps, he wanted to share the good book with his wife, it was a good thing, and his wife was also amazed, but Zhao Wuregret's Journey to the West was stuck in the wonderful place, these five chapters The two of them turned over and read them more than a dozen times, but they became more and more itchy, and they couldn't sleep all night, and the shopkeeper Zhu was kicked out by his wife early in the morning.

After getting the paper scroll from Zhao Wuregret's hand, the shopkeeper Zhu ignored him, looked at a big tree in front of him, walked straight over, swept a stone below with the long sleeves of his Confucian robe, and then spread out the paper and looked at it impatiently.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuregret could only walk away with a wry smile, anyway, the manuscript had already been handed over to him, and he would take care of the rest of the matter.

Came to Tianxianglou, only to see more people gathered here, walked forward, hung on it or their own couplet, saw the scholars in the hard thinking and dispute, couldn't help but smile, now it is still early from the meal, so I decided to go around.

When I walked to a place, I saw more than a dozen people gathered around to see the excitement, and I couldn't help but walk over, thinking in my heart, saying that Chinese like to make fun, it seems that they also have this gene.

Walked inside, only to see a burly man sitting on the ground, the big man is about thirty years old, the outline of the face is as clear as a knife, thick eyebrows and big eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, the expression is resolute, wearing a tattered leather coat, there is a knife in front of him, and the scabbard is tattered, the knife handle is also worn out of shape, asked others, it turns out that this big man is selling knives here, but he refuses to let people inspect the knife, if you want to buy it, you can buy it, if you don't buy it, you will leave, never say anything.

"This brother, how about I pay a tael of silver to buy your knife?" A man dressed in a short dozen asked.

The big man sat there and refused to look up, but his eyelids moved, "Not enough, don't sell." After the big man said coolly, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.