Click, click

It was so strange that it came out of the tightly closed drawer.

Tonight's night sky is full of stars.

Jin Shanlai pushed open the window of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and looked up at the starry sky, but he took a deep breath and felt relaxed.

He copied the book leisurely in the afternoon, and after resting for a while, he was refreshed, and there was no haze and trouble.

Is he Kim Sun-rae also troubled?

In fact, a person like him, who seems to be heartless, is the one who really pretends to have a big heart.

Ye Tian practiced the matter of going crazy, and he was going to return to the Ni Immortal Palace in the near future to avenge the matter of a duel with Jun Xian.

Also, although he has been hiding for four years, he laughs happily every day in this rhino horn mountain, lazily eating and waiting for death.

But now, all of a sudden, he met with the two old people of Flying Fish Village, and Jin Shanlai suddenly realized the same true meaning.

Running away won't solve the problem.

Mountains and rivers always meet, he can escape his true identity for four years, but he can't escape for a lifetime.

He had to deal with the matter with Ye Tian as soon as possible, and then, he should think about how to give an explanation to the Six Doors Divine Waiting Mansion!

The autumn cicadas are miserable, and today they are squeaking and squeaking extraordinarily.

The scripture pavilion of this Hongyanmen is quite high, and the cool breeze is cool. Blow the wind chimes hanging at the corners of the cornices, and send this light and joyful sound.

Jin Shanlai held his cheeks, he knelt on the desk and held the brush, squinted his eyes to collect his thoughts, and continued to copy the rules and regulations in the disciple's precepts.

"Tut-tut, that's enough! Where did you copy it just now?。。。。。。 Chapter 134? ”

Jin Shanlai used this dim grease lamp to point the terms with his fingers, and copied it meticulously.

Listening to Yuxuan's staggering in the distance, people were faintly distracted.

Jin Shanlai seems to be a person who likes to join in the fun, but in fact, he would rather be like a gopher in this endless library of books and scriptures to copy his disciple's precepts.

He can be very noisy, but sometimes he is too quiet. Contradictory and puzzling.

Looking at this thick pile of books with more than 800 precepts, Jin Shanlai copied the text quietly and seriously.

What the senior sister said, you have to copy it a hundred times.

And after he spent an afternoon copying the first time, he memorized more than 800 door rules.

And then it's easy.

He wrote very quickly.

In order to hand in his sister's homework overnight, Kim Sun-rae simply released his nature.

He is a left-hander, and after changing the pen to his left hand, he writes even more like a dragon and a phoenix, like flowing clouds and flowing water!

"Haha!" Jin Shanlai was proud, raised his head and took a dry sip of the wine that was put aside. He secretly asked his henchmen to get it for him.

Just smelled the book and took a sip of wine to warm up.

It's a boring job, but it's done so handily and enjoyably.

"There is wine today, drunk today, tomorrow is sorrowful, tomorrow is worried!" Shaking his head and muttering, Jin Shanlai stayed away from the hustle and bustle, but he was also happy.

"Shhhhh

Jin Shanlai carefully wrote the rules upstairs, but the door of the Scripture Pavilion, which should have been closed below, was pried open by Zhila.

A few sneaky figures slipped into the Scripture Pavilion. Then he crept into the attic and quietly closed the door again.

There is nothing rare in this Hongyanmen's scripture pavilion, and it is naturally not as good as the scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

They only came for the sake of the golden goodness.

There is no injustice or hatred, but this short-sighted son has offended Shangguan Gongzi.