Wang An opened his eyes, looked at the golden light in the distance, and muttered: "Now, the golden pills in Qingyang City are running all over the ground." ”

As soon as he finished muttering, Wang Anxin tensed, immediately got up, and said respectfully: "I've seen Mr. Big." ”

The person who came was an old man in his sixties, with gray temples, wearing a white Confucian shirt, no accessories and other small objects, and he was dressed very simply, but the whole person gave people a feeling of high mountain admiration and awe.

The old man's face was radiant, his eyes were bright, and he played with taste: "I, the big gentleman, don't have the majesty of you, the town guard." Tsk, this shaking sleeve is a big array. ”

Wang An's scalp tingled for a while, and he had just sent away the old blind man who killed the gods, and now there was a big gentleman.

"I don't know if Mr. Big is here in person, do you have any advice?" Wang An said cautiously.

Mr. Big smiled slightly and said, "I can't talk about it in person, let alone give advice." I'm here to tell you, you beat Mr. Guiwu's closed disciple, how will this account be calculated?"

Wang An's jaw dropped in shock.

When did he beat Mr. Guiwu's closed disciple?

That's not right. When did Mr. Guiwu have a closed disciple?

"Mr. Big, Wang An doesn't understand this. When did I hit Mr. Guiwu's closed disciple?" Wang An asked rhetorically.

Mr. Big looked at Chu Yi and where they lived: "That's it." ”

Wang An looked in the direction, his heart tightened, and he lost his voice: "Yanling Academy!"

Mr. Big smiled and said, "The dignified town guard, do it, what else do you pretend." ”

Wang An's mind turned extremely fast and asked, "Isn't Mr. Guiwu's closed disciple the young dean?"

Mr. Big smiled and asked, "How do you calculate this account?"

Wang Anxin complained bitterly, he knew the personality of this big gentleman, don't look at him gentle and elegant, he looked like he was born with a high sky and clouds, and when he counted the accounts, his abacus was better than anyone else.

"This?" Wang An was a little confused about how to answer.

Mr. Big was embarrassed when he saw him: "I'll show you the way." ”

"Please also make it clear to Mr. Big!"

"Whoever instructed you this time, you will call back next time. You've paid it back. So, there's nothing to worry about. "Mr. Big is not salty or indifferent.

"This, isn't it good?" Wang An said with scruples.

promised Xuantian Sect to set up a formation to cover up the heavenly machine, just to return the favor. I thought it was just a trivial matter of pushing the boat down the river, but I was secretly glad in my heart, but I didn't know that there was a big event.

First, the old blind man came to supervise in person, and now Mr. Big has come to compensate for it, no matter how you calculate this transaction, it is a big loss.

"Whether it's good or not, it depends on what you think. Anyway, I pointed out the way, whether you want to go or not, it's up to you to choose. ”

When Wang An heard this, he felt that the meaning of this was similar to what the old blind man said when he left.

If it was just the old blind man who said it alone, he, Wang An, would still weigh the risks. But Mr. Big said the same, then there is nothing to hesitate.

But for the sake of face, how could Wang An of his Five Old Peaks casually follow the advice of outsiders and do whatever he says.

"Thank you, Mr. Big, for showing you the way. However, there is something unclear below, please ask Mr. Big to solve the puzzle!"

"Tell me about it. ”

"When did Mr. Guiwu accept the closed disciple?" Wang An said curiously.

Mr. Big stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Is it that Mr. Guiwu went to the thatched house to, and he also wanted to report to you, the town guard?"

Wang An's face changed slightly, did you say this kind of rough talk from a scholar? But this can only be said in his heart, and he doesn't dare to say it to his face.

Wang An didn't want to be bored, so he kept his mouth shut. You can say whatever you like, and he just doesn't care.

Mr. Big glanced at him twice, saw him pretending to be dumb, and said with a smile: "The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek." I told you, don't blame me at that time, I have been friends for many years, and I haven't told you such a good thing. With that, Mr. Big's figure disappeared in front of him.

Years of friendship?

What kind of friendship do I, Wang An, have with your Mr. Big, at most, I have drunk twice and spoken a few times. have been friends for many years, who are you fooling?

But there was one thing he had to take seriously.

An old blind man is enough for him to know the severity.

Now, with another Mr. Big, the weight is even heavier.

However, he didn't understand why this old blind man attached so much importance to Mr. Guiwu's disciples? If he had been the eldest gentleman, this matter would have been easy to handle, but it was the old blind man who came forward.

What is the reason for this?

Can't figure it out.

Mr. Guiwu is one of the "Four Sages" of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and unlike the other three sages, he is the only one who has only accepted closed disciples so far. The other three sages, and there are also several disciples.

And behind every sage, there will be a big gentleman. This is also a secret that he only learned after he became a town guard.

As for where Mr. Big came from, he had all the guesses in his mind, but he couldn't verify it. Among them, there are too many feet involved, and it is not something that he can weigh as a town guard at all.

The stakes are high. He still has to say hello to Wulaofeng in this matter, but don't be like him at that time, he will provoke or beat this young master, and it will not end well when the time comes.

Xiangshan Academy.

"The disciple was beaten, you don't seem to be worried at all. It seems that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuchs are in a hurry. Mr. Big looked at Xun Zhen, who was reading at the desk, and asked.

Xun Zhen smiled and said, "He's not good, so what's there to worry about." ”

"I have to say, your disciple is very much to my liking. Kill Xuantian Sect, this is domineering. The old gentleman sighed.

"You're so old, and you still love tossing so much. Xun Zhen said lightly.

Mr. Big laughed and said, "Don't toss, there is a lot of fun in this life." Could it be, like you, to get into these stacks of books and ask those dead questions. This world is no longer these books, but in this world. How long have you traveled and you haven't realized this?"

Xun Zhen put down the book and said with a solemn expression: "During my travels, I happened to meet the 'painting saint', he said, the painter's six methods, said 'vivid rhyme'. 'Qiyun' can't be learned, and it is known in this life, and it is naturally bestowed. However, there is also a place to learn, read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, get rid of dust in the chest, and camp in the natural hills and ravines. Write it casually, all for the mountains and rivers to convey the spirit. ”

"Read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles. This Dong painter's painting is not good, but this sentence is the most incisive. The next time you meet him, you can invite him for a drink. Mr. Big was full of praise.

Xun Zhen nodded and said, "I also heard this sentence, which made me feel suddenly opened, and my confusion for many years was also solved." I happened to pass by Luochuan to attend the opening ceremony of Yanling Academy. On the one hand, he decided to accept Chu Yi as a closed disciple. ”

Mr. Big said happily: "Fortunately, you are not dizzy, otherwise the loss will be big." In this world, it is not easy for young people who can let the old blind man come forward in person. ”

Xun Zhen sighed and said, "It's not simple, it's even more worrying!"

Mr. Big waved his hand and said, "This world is not the world of those old men, sooner or later it will be the world of these young people." Instead of worrying, it is better to help him go higher and farther. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can truly appreciate the scenery of life. ”

Xun Zhen thought for a moment and muttered: "Don't be afraid of floating clouds to cover your eyes, and you are at the top level." ”

"Not afraid of clouds to cover your eyes, you are at the top. Drinking with this poem is a good mood. Hahaha. Mr. Big smiled and walked out of the study.

Xun Zhen smiled heartily and thought to himself, this student is really good.