On the eaves of the Yizhou Prefecture, Ji Yu, Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang sat on the roof, looking at Duobao who was talking to himself in the corner of the wall, all with faint smiles.

Laughter has many meanings, and their laughter is spoiled.

After all, Duobao is Ji Yu's first and only apprentice, who can not be favored?

After so many days of washing, most of the resentment in Ling Yue's heart has disappeared, and she probably doesn't know how to take the initiative to talk to Ji Yu, so until now, they still haven't said a word.

Ji Yu said leisurely: "Fu Bang, the person who wrote the first poem came, but I didn't expect it to be such a young little monk. ”

Fu Bang said with emotion: "I didn't expect that there is such a talent in the Earth Spirit Secret Realm!"

Ji Yu sighed: "It's a pity, this kid has a very high level of understanding, and it is very likely that he is the legendary one who was born to know, but he has no spiritual source and cannot cultivate." ”

Fu Bang said: "There are very few people who don't have a spiritual source in the Donghua Continent, but there are a lot of Earth Spirit Secret Realms!"

The corners of Ji Yu's lips rose slightly, and she asked, "You are also suspicious of that question, right?"

Fu Bang nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Yu can still understand it." ”

Then, the two laughed out loud.

The two of them spoke, and few of them could understand it, even if it was Ling Yue, they could only understand part of it.

However, when they ended this short conversation, in the blue sky, in the depths of the sea of clouds, a pair of ruthless eyes opened in a trance, looking down on all beings.

At dusk, the young monk returned to the Shushui shop, where he sold a few more expensive calligraphy and paintings.

The little beggar was pleasantly surprised when she saw the young monk coming back leisurely, but then she sank her face and said coldly: "Okay, you Zhu Chong, you start to dislike me when you have money, and you don't take me when you go out to play!"

The young monk sat down on the chair with a dejected face and said, "What are you playing, I'm just going to the state capital to have a look, and by the way, I'll find a way to attract the attention of General Ji Yu, but, alas!"

Needless to say, hearing his sigh of loss, the little beggar could guess the result.

She scratched her head and comforted, "Perhaps, you didn't attract General Ji Yu's attention at all?"

The young monk smiled bitterly and said, "General Ji Yu accepted a little Taoist boy as an apprentice, and when I went to help the little Taoist boy enter the Tao, I felt that someone had probed the situation in my body, but he didn't show up, and I thought he had given up on me." ”

"That means that even General Ji Yu doesn't have the slightest solution to the problem that I can't step into the cultivation realm without a spiritual source in my body. ”

The little beggar walked over, patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not that we can't cultivate, although we haven't been cultivators over the years, we have also killed a lot of cultivators, what's so great about cultivators!"

When the young monk heard this, his eyes lit up as if a lamp was about to be extinguished.

He looked at the little beggar and said excitedly, "Yes, damn the cultivator, what's so great about the cultivator, haven't we killed a lot of them!"

Then, the brother and sister smiled happily and began a sumptuous dinner.

On the tenth day, Duobao looked at the poems and words on the wall of the courtyard, which were no longer poems and words, but two lovely summer cicadas, wanting to go into spring.

In the year of the Later Han Dynasty, the day before the summer solstice, Duobao because of Zhu Chong's sentence, contemplating the word for ten days, participating in Zen and entering the Tao, got a great artistic conception.

The summer solstice arrived, the scorching heat swept the land, and the entire Later Han Dynasty ushered in a high temperature era.

Iced juice and some cultivators' whimsical ideas to create ice drinks created with cold aura are hot and popular in all states, counties, and counties around the world!

On this day, Sun Jian rode lightly to Yizhou and bought a large glass of chilled watermelon juice, but saw such a small shop.

The name of the store "Shushui" has a unique meaning, and the calligraphy and painting in the store are unique, and there is a hidden fairy rhyme.

Sun Jian got off the horse, took the chilled watermelon juice, and walked into the store in a ghostly manner.

There was a little beggar in the shop who was trying to paint, and on the very shabby chaise longue was sleeping a young man with hair in a shabby monk's robe.

However, the moment Sun Jian walked into the shop, the young monk woke up.

He strode up to Sun Jian, made a gesture of false invitation, and said with a gentle smile, "Feel free to look." ”

Sun Jian looked around, full of dazzling eyes, and finally his eyes fell on a portrait of a bamboo forest, a stream, and an Arowana.

The bamboo forest is chaotic, but it vaguely constitutes an arch, and the clouds and mist around the arch are wandering, like a fairyland.

One by one, the Arowana swam on the misty stream, and one of the Arowana jumped out of the water and jumped towards the arch of the bamboo forest, which had a deep meaning.

And the whole painting, like a jade seal full of power, gives people a huge force, and people can't help but want to reach out and take it.

The young monk looked at Sun Jian's full face, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and said, "It seems that this painting is related to objectivity, why don't you just be a favor and give it to Your Excellency?"

Sun Jian was stunned, turned his head and asked, "This painting was painted by Mr. Xiao?"

The young monk nodded and replied with a smile, "It's exactly below." ”

Sun Jian laughed loudly: "Mr. Xiao's mood is super complete, there is a deep meaning in the calligraphy and painting, I like it very much, of course, Mr. Xiao gave it for free, it was too big a gift, and Sun couldn't afford it." ”

"No matter what, Sun has to give Mr. Xiao a price. ”

As he spoke, he took out a gold ingot from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

The young monk also took down the painting at this time and gave it to Sun Jian.

Sun Jian put the painting into his sleeve, then bowed down to the young monk, and turned to leave.

When he went out, he suddenly glanced back at the "Shushui" calligraphy and painting shop, and then sighed heavily, and then left with a regretful face.

However, he didn't hear that in the "Shushui" calligraphy and painting shop, the young monk also made the same sigh as him.

Yizhou Prefecture, there are not too many rules.

Therefore, the two young men in the city who guarded the gate could wear light clothes without armor, and they even carried a glass of watermelon juice each.

If this situation occurs in front of the mansions of other great people in the Later Han Dynasty, the janitor will be punished.

Sun Jian rode his horse to the gate of the state capital, saw this picture, and was stunned.

In his imagination, Ji Yu's mansion should be extremely serious and full of the murderous aura of Jin Ge Iron Horse, but he didn't expect it to be so friendly.

Immediately after, in the vermilion corner, he saw two cicadas that were about to enter spring, so he stayed there.

The two janitories were not in a hurry, leisurely drinking chilled watermelon juice, waiting for Sun Jian to speak first.

After a while, Sun Jian came back to his senses, clapped his hands with joy and excitement and said, "Good poetry, good poetry!"

The two janitors looked at each other and smiled, thinking: What General Ji Yu wrote, can it be bad?

Then, Sun Jian saluted the two of them, and then said with a very polite smile: "Two little brothers, can you go into the mansion and report, I have an urgent matter with your General Ji Yu?"

After the two janitors glanced at each other, one of them nodded and smiled at Sun Jian: "Wait a minute, I'll go in first and report it." ”

With that, the young man turned around and entered the house.

Sun Jian came to the corner of the vermilion courtyard wall and continued to look at the two cicadas that were about to enter spring.