As if hearing his heart, Chun Yu Sanskrit put down his toothbrush, took a towel and pressed the corners of his mouth, washed his hands, and asked with a smile: "Is Brother Ning full?" I've been fasting for a long time, and I don't have much to entertain, so it's no wonder. ”

It sounds good, but the point is that I blame it, is it useful?!

Ding Bao rolled his eyes, shook his hand weakly, and said, "Miss Chunyu is serious, this dish is very fragrant." ”

Chun Yu Fanyin smiled: "Since I am full, I want to lead Brother Ning to meet someone." Miss Qi tossed for a day, you might as well go back to the room to rest, recuperate your spirits, and as soon as Ming'er opens her eyes, she will be assured that Miss Qi will be a complete Mr. Ning Bao. ”

Wang Tu of Tangtai smiled: "Chunyu girl, don't make fun of me." The little woman retired. ”

got up and saluted, and Kong Ci also left the table.

It is reasonable to be reasonable, and the king of Tangtai Tuben does not want to part with him, but the more Chun Yu Sanyin speaks out, the more it means that there is no temptation. She was resolute and clear, and seeing that there was no reason to resist, she simply returned to the cabin without any delay.

Three peerless beauties of the world's first class ate together, but they ate quite depressed!

Ding Bao sighed, sullenly followed Chun Yu Fanyin out of the command room, and came to the stern.

Chun Yu Fanyin ordered the sailors to put down a small raft and board the ship with Ding Bao on a rope, but he picked up the penny himself, looked back and smiled: "I personally supported Brother Ning, this is such a big head." ”

The night breeze blows her long, the fluttering skirt black gauze wraps a delicate curve, and the snow shoes under the skirt are pointy, like a fairy.

At that time, the main ship of the "Luna" had already been anchored, and the Puwan of the city stretched for an extremely long time, and the closer it was to the city, the shallower the water level became, and a behemoth like the "Luna" could not sail into the artificial canal. It can only be parked in Waipu. There was a mist above the shadow of the city in the distance, it was the night of Weiyang, the lights and shadows were singing, and the halo vaguely outlined the outline of the female wall of the arrow battlement, as well as the large and small sails on the water.

Chun Yu Sanskrit rolled up his sleeves. Revealing two crisp white lotus arms, a little longer, the boat floated away from the stern of the giant ship.

Ding Bao sat in the bow of the boat, the night breeze full of moisture greeted him, refreshing people's spleen and lungs, and the depression in his chest was swept away. turned around and said, "Chunyu girl, why don't you let me support it?" ”

Chun Yu Fanyin smiled: "Look at this river, is there a man holding the penny?" ”

This season pays attention to the night without boats, and once the salt, Cao, and fishing boats enter the port, they cannot leave unless they are peaceful. At night, he was still carrying it on the river. It is not a gateway connecting the city and Pu traffic, or it is a wandering girl who attracts gold customers. Ding Bao was startled when he heard this, afraid that the other party would draw his sword again, and shook his hand and said, "Chun Yu...... Girl, I didn't mean that. You are a jade and ice-clear person with great status, how can you compare with a wandering girl? ”

Chun Yu Fanyin didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's okay." Never mind if I'm angry or not, I'll just ask you. Will you look down on those wandering girls? ”

Ding Bao shook his head and said, "No." ”

Chun Yu Fanyin smiled slightly: "What if...... I mean, 'if' your own daughter is doing the lowly business, you will allow it? ”

Ding Bao replied: "I don't allow it." ”

Seeing her smile deepened. After thinking about it, he said, "If it were my daughter, I would want to be a cow and a horse, and I would not be willing to let her suffer like this." But in case she is unfortunate enough to do this, she is still my daughter, and family love cannot be parted. Again. Although the wandering girl earns money from skin and meat, she does not steal, rob or harm others. Why look down on them? ”

Chun Yu's Sanskrit eyes lit up, and he nodded with a smile. showed a look of approval: "Brother Ning is right. The human mind determines the beauty and ugliness, good and bad, likes and dislikes that we see, and it is the mind that has these thoughts, not the nature of things, and this is the 'discriminating mind'. I don't hate the wandering girl, others regard it as a wandering girl, why hate me? Brother Ning is very Buddha-like, no wonder he can have a life-and-death relationship with my Maitreya cousin, he is full of praise for you. ”

"Life and death intersect with your face! White Maitreya, you dead bald donkey, when did labor and management intersect with you in life and death? Others still think that I am burning with you! Ding Bao was so depressed that he really wanted to plunge into the river.

Between the words, the boat cruised close to a flat-bottomed shallow cabin boat.

She nimbly steered the penny, moored the boat lightly and skillfully on the side of the gunwale, knocked it on the gangway a few times, and in a moment a bundle of rope ladders was lowered, and the broad bow of the boat was lit up.

"Brother Ning, go up."

Chun Yu Sanyin did not avoid suspicion, and climbed up first.

Although Ding Bao tried his best to avoid it, he still saw two peach-like buttocks protruding from the bottom of the skirt, the outline of his legs floating between the draped skirt cloth, the round socket of the knee bend looming, the calves were as thin and straight as fresh lotus root, and a touch of sandalwood musk was blown off in the wind, which was extremely attractive.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and took his breath until she had crossed the side of the boat before he climbed up with his head down.

Although the side of the boat is high, it can leap up with light work, and climb the rope ladder in a good manner, not for the sake of cheap Ding Bao's eye thief, but because of the crowd on the waterway, I don't want to attract attention.

The scale of this boat is far inferior to the "Luna" giant ship, and it looks like an old and retired government grain ship.

On the red lantern smoked purple sauce, the words "so-and-so official ship" can be vaguely seen, which is the lamp used for anchoring the official ship, and now it is used for lighting. With Chun Yu Fanyin's identity, there is definitely no need to avoid the government, he really can't think of which dignitary she wants to introduce when she comes to the boat at night.

There was only one cabin on the deck of Caofang, and there were two young men with swords standing in front of the hatch, who were not wearing yamen official uniforms, and when they saw her coming, they said in unison: "I've seen Miss Chunyu." ”

The old helmsman who played the lantern nodded to Yu Fanyin and walked straight to the back of the cabin.

Chun Yu Fanyin did not move, but only said to Ding Bao: "Go!" I'm waiting for you here. ”

Ding Bao glanced at her and quickly caught up with the helmsman.

Squinting, there were armed guards standing guard at the stern and on the other side of the ship, and the small old grain boat was crowded with more than eight high-level bodyguards, indicating that the owner of this place was being closely protected.

The curtain in the aft compartment was only a disguise, covering a sturdy iron pear door, the hollow of which was covered by the thick cocoon silk that was impermeable to the light, and the hinges were a bright copper color, perhaps stronger than the whole ship.

The old helmsman knocked a few times, and a dull voice came from the door: "Come in." ”

The cocoon silk absorbs the ups and downs of the guttural sound, and it is almost difficult to hear.

Ding Bao pushed the door in, the cabin was brightly lit, and the four walls of the cabin were bookcases, full of scriptures, and it was clear that the cabinet shelves were extremely strong iron pear wood, but there was an illusion of "about to be crushed".

The owner of the room sat behind a large bookcase, surrounded by volumes and documents more than half a person high, the layers were very frightening, but not cluttered, as if they were organized.

The old man buried himself in the old shaft, glanced up, and continued to vibrate the pen, gesturing not like writing but like punctuation.

Ding Bao couldn't see his face clearly. The gray forehead looms between the cracks of the book, the bun at the back of the head is horizontally inserted into the hairpin, and the sleeves of the robe covering the book are stained with ink. Although the old man sat still, he could not be idle for a moment, rolled up the map, and spread out three atlases casually, and the annotated pen never stopped.

"Say?"

After a while, he suddenly asked.

For some reason, Ding Bao knew that he was asking about the heavenly soldiers, that is, 'eternal life'.

Before he could think of how to answer, the old man said again: "I don't know where to start, do I?" ”

Ding Bao froze slightly. The old man opened the book, didn't raise his head, and said indifferently: "Except for those who are in the same way, few people know that my own brother has outstanding martial arts and fights alone, and I don't know a few people in my life who can fight better than him." I heard that the Fu family made a list of Fu Bu Immortal, and he is still in the top ten! In this way, he still didn't destroy the heavenly soldiers, and he couldn't dig out the 'eternal life', so there was nothing bad to say. ”

He sighed.

Ding Bao suddenly understood, and said in a daze: "You...... I...... Chun Yu ...... How to ......"

"I thought you'd be as clever as the legend!"

The old man was impatient, and finally put down the codex and looked up suddenly. "I'll give you four answers to your question. I should have heard about you outside the East China Sea, so I came back to Zhongnan; When Sanskrit meets me in the Tao, I know that I am here; I know very little about you, and if you don't say it, I don't know what you're going to sue me. ”

Ding Bao only felt that the sharp gaze was like a real sword, almost piercing through the skull, and was condensed into a faint pain.

"Also," as if he felt that enough time had been wasted, the old man picked up the red pen again and ticked the middle of the note: "As you expected, I am Kong Ziru." ”

Ding Bao couldn't help but think of his compilation of "The Records of the Central Soil", a masterpiece of historians who copied the five realms of the world and was regarded as a prominent scholar today, and was known for its 'rigor', no matter the narrative, the record, and the evaluation of the Yuedan, they were all meticulous. Even the most insightful theory of the totem change of the mythical beast is based on breaking the evil views and making words, eliminating the strange colors of gods and monsters, and reducing the characters in mythology to ordinary people who died in death.

And the old man who is lying behind the book case at this moment is the embodiment of the twenty huge volumes of "Yang Tu Benji".

Only people like Yan Shenggong Kong Ziru can write such a huge masterpiece!

However, Ding Bao stared at him for a while, and he didn't guess what Kong Ci should look like from his appearance.

"Yan Shenggong doesn't know, I caught two people who used special instruments to command the heavenly soldiers that day, and handed them over to Bai Maitreya, and I am afraid that these two people are much more detailed than I know!"

"You don't know!"

Kong Ziru didn't even raise his head, and said while vibrating his pen: "After the two white boys were brought back to Confucius's mansion, as soon as they woke up, they immediately committed suicide, and the poison was hidden in their teeth, and it was too late to save them. Moreover, on the way to transport the corpse to the Xudu Zhangshi Mansion for dissection and screening, the guards of my Confucian Mansion encountered ten demons and were robbed alive! ”

Ding Bao listened to it: "Ten demons? Is it the City God's Court? ”

The exit knew that it was wrong, but it was too late.

"It's Bian Quetang."

Kong Ziru raised his head, and his sharp gaze was like a real sword:

"Are you familiar with the City God Pavilion? How did you think of the City God's Pavilion so quickly? As far as I know, the City God's Pavilion has not set foot in the East China Sea for nearly ten years, and its whereabouts are as dark as a yellow crane. If people at the time said 'Ten Sects of the Holy Gate', the first thing that came to mind should be Bian Que Hall, or the Empress's Cave. (To be continued)

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