Chapter 294: The Old Man

The rich old man was not moved at all, and after finishing speaking, he continued to close his eyes, did not look at the movement inside, and continued to pretend to sleep. They all knew all the movements on the first floor of the scripture building, which book Ye Luo had read, and where the pages of the book that the rest of the people had turned with their fingers, they all knew all this. Trying to steal books or something here, as long as they're around, it's impossible.

Ye Luo slowly walked to the end of this martial arts classic, the books placed there were different from the books I had seen elsewhere before, the books there were sparse, very few, and the dust on them was very thick, obviously no one had turned it for a long time.

Ye Luo walked over and saw the label on it. "Refining the body". "Breaking the border. ”

Two labels are attached to it. Ye Luo smiled on his face.

When Ye Luo laughed, the old man who was slightly blessed outside the door also laughed, stretched out his hand to get the wine, and the old man who was a little thin slapped the old man's hand open and said, "What's the hurry, I haven't picked it up yet!"

The old man was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "It's not a matter of time or time, it's a matter of death!"

Ye Luo walked over, glanced at the number of books, vaguely saw the titles of two or three books, turned around and left, not at all, did not stay at all, and walked straight to the other side of the area.

The old man was stunned, his hand stretched out into the air froze there, the smile on his face slowly faded, he stood up and looked at the emaciated old man and said, "Are you foolish?"

The slightly emaciated old man didn't speak, reached out and picked up the wine jug, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth without hurrying, and said triumphantly: "What nonsense are you talking about? You and I are all clear about the situation inside, this kid himself doesn't want to read the book here, what's the matter with me? You guessed wrong, don't blame me." Since there is a gamble, there must be a gamble. ”

This pot of wine is the fine wine of Changqin Martial Academy, a good wine treasured in Changqin Martial Academy, the taste of this wine, even in the eyes of masters like them, is also a good wine among good wines, mainly they are good wine people.

A pot of wine for seven days, just like that, the old man gambled his remaining three days of wine to see. The emaciated old man deliberately took a sip of wine in front of the old man, making an extremely delicious expression.

"Here, how about another bet?

The old man continued.

"You've lost all your wine, what are you gambling with? By the way, I know that you still have a pot of barley hidden by yourself, do you want to use barley to gamble?"

The old man in sales took another sip and enjoyed it very much, and the old man on the side was very unhappy in his heart, and scolded the emaciated old man again and then Ye Luo in his heart.

"Get the wine out first!"

“.........”

The two began to gamble again.

Ye Luo walked to the middle of the corridor and looked up at the top of the stairs, there was nothing special, but he could feel a strange fluctuation on it.

When Ye Luo left the martial arts school area, a man glanced at him, and felt a little strange in his heart, because he noticed that Ye Luo was looking for books again when Ye Luo came in, but after looking for a whole circle, he didn't see Ye Luo stop to read again, so he just looked at it and left, as if he didn't care about the books here, just a simple look at what they were!

When this young man first came in, he was the same as him at the beginning, but at the end, there was a book that attracted him, so he watched it here, but now Ye Luo actually just walked through it, and he didn't even pick up the last few books to read.

In fact, Ye Luo also wanted to see what the last book was, but he saw the refining body and breaking the realm, both of which had nothing to do with him, the refining body had the second master there, and the last hammer bone calcining made Ye Luo's benefit very huge, and it could be said that it was a terrifying situation. If it weren't for the hammer bone calcining that night, Ye Luo would definitely not have the confidence to use a complete punch against Kunlun and Xu Song the next day. Therefore, for Ye Luo, these things are not important, as long as the second master is still there, the second master teaches the best body refining. Since that night, Ye Luo has trusted the second master very much.

As for breaking the realm, Ye Luo himself also knows about the abolition of the martial spirit, what the abolition of the martial spirit is, he himself knows it clearly, if he wants to break the realm easily, it is impossible. Only on his own, he also asked some people about their experience in breaking the realm, but he was a waste martial spirit, and those things on his body did not work, so he stopped looking at those, and slowly explored it all on his own.

Ye Luo didn't know that his natural move treated him as a monster in the eyes of others.

Ye Luo walked into the miscellaneous school area. I pulled out a book casually, and without reading the title, I started to read it, sat on the ground, and began to read the book, and it was not perfunctory, but a deep reading.

In the miscellaneous school area, there are only three people reading here, and on the other side, more than forty outer disciples are reading books over there, this is the gap. Ye Luo became the third person to come here to read. Before that, there were only two people who had been reading books here, and both of them were inner disciples.

"Who is this person? Ye Luo, why does it sound so familiar?"

The old man said dejectedly, his pot of barley is gone, he bets that Ye Luo is the same as before, go to the miscellaneous school district to see the approximate name of the book or something, and then choose to leave, but unexpectedly, Ye Luo just walked into the miscellaneous school district and began to draw a book out and start reading, his barley, just like that, is gone, and now he is very dissatisfied with Ye Luo.

"You don't even know about this kid?"

The emaciated old man said.

"I don't know, who pays attention to these juniors, it's boring. ”

The old man continued.

"Do you know, in their current session, there has been a new disciple who has won the battle against the inner disciple, not only to win, but also that inner disciple may have to lie down for two months before he recovers. You know that?"

"You mean, this is the person who beat the inner disciple to lie down? The inner disciples are at least the imperial qi. Impossible!"

"Two people fight one person, and the inner disciple is the middle level of the imperial qi. I'll go straight to your house and get a drink later!"

The emaciated old man said with a smile, and then took another sip of the wine in the jug in front of the old man.

And Ye Luo, reading this book, is looking at it energetically, very energetic.

And the two people who were originally reading in the miscellaneous school district closed the book and walked over to Ye Luo's place. There was an amusement in this person's eyes, while the other turned his head to look in Ye Luo's direction, disdainful.

"Are you just getting started?"

A hearty voice sounded softly in Ye Luo's ears, like a breeze blowing, warm and warm, Ye Luo felt very comfortable in his heart, a kind of comfort that did not belong to him.

A handsome-looking, fair-skinned young man was slowly walking towards Ye Luo. This person's nose is high, but not sharp, the earlobes are a little big, but it does not affect the overall beauty, the mouth is a little small, like a woman's small mouth, the eyes are the most expressive, and you can see the wind and clouds from the inside, and the eyebrows are high, condensed with a body of arrogance, but the hair is as simple and light as an ordinary white-faced scholar, he is not tall, he can only be regarded as a medium stature, and he is holding a book "Lü's Spring and Autumn" in his hand, the appearance of this book reflects this person even more elegantly, Ye Luo can't help but feel good.

"Hmm. Yes, are you?"

Ye Luo smiled politely at this person, and then replied simply.

"Call me Zhang Ping, I've been in the beginner for three years, and I just became an inner disciple not long ago, what about you?"

Zhang Ping, who was holding "Lu's Spring and Autumn", met Ye Luo for the first time.

"My name is Ye Luo, and I have just become an outer disciple not long ago. “

Ye Luo didn't say much, briefly introduced himself, and the book in his hand was not closed, proving that he still wanted to continue reading, instead of talking to Zhang Ping.

"It's not a good place to talk, would you like to go and have a drink together? It's going to be closed soon, and we'll all have to leave. Remember what you see, and come back tomorrow!"

Zhang Ping smiled slightly, his whole eyes narrowed, giving people a feeling that he couldn't resist and couldn't get angry, he spoke very softly, but there was a trace of warmth in it, and there was no bit of sharpness, with Zhang Ping's Confucian dress, Ye Luo thought of his master in a Confucian robe, Kwai Yu. I couldn't help but nod.

Putting down the book, Ye Luo carefully looked at where the book was placed and how many pages it had reached, and then drank Zhang Ping and walked out side by side.

Walking out of the door, Ye Luo saw the two old men who were originally lying flat on the chair, the old man squinted at Ye Luo, and the dissatisfied emotions inside were clear at a glance, Ye Luo was full of doubts, what happened to this old-timer, it was still fine when he went in, how did this come out It was like there was a deep hatred,

The emaciated old man smiled and said to Jin = Ye Luo: "Boy, you did a good job today, continue in the future." I hope to see you here tomorrow to read. Don't worry about this old man, he just has such a dead wife's face, don't mind. “

The emaciated old man said, not forgetting to count the old man, looking at the old man who didn't say a word, and looked sullen, he felt happier than after drinking for a long time.

"Old Xiao, rich old man, then we'll go first. “

Zhang Ping gave a simple salute to the two old men, said with a smile, and did not immediately retreat after speaking, but looked at the two old men.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go. “

The old man waved his hand dissatisfied, and said to Zhang Ping and Ye Luo, Ye Luo was still a little puzzled, and he didn't know what was wrong with the two old men. And Zhang Ping, who knew the two old men, had a little smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't laugh on the spot, etiquette is very important.

"You know them?"

Ye Luo walked on the road and asked Zhang Ping.

"Well, know them. I've been here for three years, and I've been here to study for three years, except for some special days, so I've been here to see them for three years. Do you want to know why one of them is bored with you and the other likes you? Want to know?"

It turns out that Zhang Ping has been reading books here for three years, and it should be that when he just became a disciple of the outer sect, Zhang Ping began to come here to read books, but what kind of perseverance can make a person tirelessly come here to read books for three years, and only come to read books except for some special reasons.

Ye Luo no longer wanted to know so much about the difference between these two old men, but was very interested in this Confucian Zhang Ping, who was like a humble gentleman, why did such a person suddenly come here to approach him?

"Why, you were fine when you went in?"

Although Ye Luo didn't want to know the reason for these two old men so much, Zhang Ping had already asked, and it was not easy to excuse himself, and he just deepened his understanding of each other.

"When you went in, was the flask in the middle of the table?"

Zhang Ping asked with a smile, his smile was still so gentle and elegant.

"yes, what's wrong?"

Ye Luo replied softly, Zhang Ping walked forward, led the way, and took Ye Luo to drink and talk.

"But when it came out, the wine jug was already leaning on Xiao Lao, that is, next to the thinner one. “

Zhang Ping continued to analyze, and when he said this, he looked behind him with a smile and looked at the still brightly lit scripture building.

"Well, I guess so. Is it because of the wine? But even if it's because of the wine, what does it have to do with me?"

Ye Luo said puzzledly, he really didn't find out what the reason was. At this time, another man who was also reading a book in the miscellaneous school district put down the book, looked at the position occupied by Zhang Ping, sneered, walked to the door alone, did not speak to the two old men, and walked away. Both old men nodded slightly and continued to sleep.

"Because they made a bet, and the bet was on you. You're the last to go in, and the first to come out with me. People here only leave when the doors are closed, and we are a little late. When you came out, the rich man looked at your expression very unpleasantly, indicating that it was because you lost the bet. “

Zhang Ping said slowly, the analysis was very thorough, and he seemed to know everything here, no matter what it was or something else, Zhang Ping understood it clearly.