"What the hell?"

Song Ge looked at the open book on the stone table and complained: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple, who looked really fancy and didn't compete for spring.

Song Ge covered her face and didn't want to read the book on the stone table, she wondered if Ying Wuxing had given the wrong cheats, this was his caprice album.

I saw an open book on the edge of the stone table, with no words on it, only a picture.

There is a lonely mountain in the painting, and there is a house in the fog on the top of the mountain, which is very vague and a little unclear, why does Song Ge think that it is a temple?

Because at the foot of the mountain, among the flowers is a bald head wearing a robe.

If you look closely, you can find that the corners of this monk's mouth are slightly raised, as if he is smiling, and there seems to be a lotus flower on his bald head, which is somewhat blurry and unclear, like a temple on the top of the mountain, covered by haze.

Not to mention, the four miscellaneous words of the Song Song combination not only describe the painting completely, but also describe the painting more expressively.

When looking at this painting, there is no miscellaneous collocation, which will be a lot less fun.

Whoa...

Song Ge flipped through it quickly, and then threw the book on the stone table with a snap, his face dark.

She has determined that this is definitely not a cheat, it is definitely a caprice album that should not be done, there is not a word in the whole book that is all paintings, the key is that the iron painting silver hook on the book cover is written with the words 'miscellaneous feelings'.

Miscellaneous feelings and random thoughts basically mean the same thing.

"It's..."

Song Ge was so angry that he couldn't find the words to describe Ying Wuxing, and said angrily: "Old shameless!"

"Senior sister, who are you scolding?"

Song Ge turned his head suddenly, and there were two people sitting on the wall of the courtyard that had been empty on the left, Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe.

"Scold you, can you come and see if this is a cheat?" Song Ge picked up the book and shook it and slammed it on the stone table.

Just when the book fell on the stone table, Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe had already appeared in front of Za Song Ge, and the two of them were still very anxious on their faces.

Ying Wuxing picked up the book very carefully and nervously and flipped through it, and Song Shanhe, who was next to him, also looked at the book with a nervous expression.

Song Ge saw the expressions of the two of them, and the corners of his mouth twitched, this broken caprice album turned out to be not alone, but shared by the two of them.

Again, Song Ge covered her face with her hands, she didn't want to look at Song Shanhe and Ying Wuxing, the circle of your sect was a little improper, and she secretly muttered in her heart: When the chrysanthemums are blooming, he is laughing in the bushes?

"Is the old monk's head painted with a chrysanthemum or a lotus?" Song Ge thought of the chrysanthemum, and couldn't help but think of the vague flower on the top of the old monk's head, muttering to herself, she was a little unsure whether it was a chrysanthemum or a lotus.

Call...

At this time, Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief at the same time after confirming that the book was indeed not damaged.

Hearing the sound of relief from the two of them, and seeing them looking at each other again, Song Ge couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't help but give a white eye to Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe.

"Senior sister, I can't teach you a lesson today," Ying Wuxing looked at Song Ge with a straight face, and said very sternly: "Look at you, what kind of attitude do you have when you do something wrong." ”

Song Shanhe on the side nodded in agreement, saying that he had to teach Song Ge a lesson.

These two goods, the deeply hidden secret was discovered, is this to make her angry?

I'm afraid I haven't figured out the situation!

With a handle in his hand, Song Ge was not false at all, stood up suddenly, and said, "Don't try to scare me, I already know about you two playing chrysanthemums, I don't care and I won't care." ”

As for the cheats of one of the Zhenzong, Song Ge felt that there would be, thinking that Ying Wuxing didn't want to fall in front of Wei San, so he took out the album in a hurry and casually made up a bluffing name.

"What chrysanthemums are you playing?What picture album?" Ying Wuxing pointed to the book in his hand and asked, "Are you talking about the secret book of our Fengyun Sect's Zhenzong? Senior sister, do you have a different understanding?"

Song Shanhe, who was standing next to him and was a little puzzled, heard Ying Wuxing's last words, and looked at Song Ge with a little surprise and anticipation.

Or is it the cheats of Zhenzong?

Also, can you understand the multiple meanings of chrysanthemums in this era? I don't know what words to change in Song Ge, and it is even more impossible to understand in plain English.

For a while, Song Ge was a little entangled, and he couldn't express his secret knowing their secret.

Ying Wuxing saw Song Ge's thoughtful look, and when she was thinking about how to show it, she had already forgotten her mistake in falling into the Zhenzong secrets, glanced at Song Shanhe, and communicated silently.

"Senior sister, you take it," Ying Wuxing turned the book in his hand to the first page, it was the painting of the old monk smiling in the flowers, handed it to Song Ge, and said: "Your understanding has no effect on me and my senior brother, whether it is exercises or martial arts, for the two of us, the practice has become a fixed position that cannot be changed, but you, you must not be in a hurry, you must think slowly, and understand it well, my senior brother and I will show you what we have realized on this first page, and we must take a good look." ”

Song Ge was stunned when he heard it, he wasn't teasing her, there was really something to comprehend in this picture.

Recite!

The unpredictable sword appeared in Ying Wuxing's hand, and he resonated without luck.

"Senior sister, my Huang Pin first-order exercises and martial arts have been realized in this cloud. "There should be no line of virtual pointing to the mist on the top of the mountain in the painting.

Brush!

A sword pierced out, like a cloud covering the fog, I couldn't tell where the sword was, I couldn't see where the person was, the virtual and the real, the left and the right.

In Song Ge's opinion, the place where Ying Wuxing and the unpredictable sword are located is really a bit of a cloud.

"Senior sister, can you see clearly?" Ying Wuxing's figure was clearly revealed, there was no more unpredictable sword in his hand, and he looked at Song Ge, who was slightly sluggish, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing her nodding and shaking her head, Ying Wuxing continued to ask, "Senior sister, do you have a new understanding?"

Song Ge still nodded and shook his head a little sluggishly.

"Haha..."Ying Wuxing let out a hearty laugh, nodded and shook his head, if he just nodded, he would have to worry about assimilating Song Ge and leading Song Ge to his cloud path.

Boom!

At this time, Ying Wuxing Baquan Knife was held in his hand, and he also sounded without effort, compared to the sound of the unpredictable sword just now, it was a little more fierce.

"Ge'er, look at the mountain, grandpa's exercises and martial arts are in the mountains. Song Shanhe has a little more appreciation in his eyes, the faster and faster Song Ge grows up, the more it shows that he is not wrong about this little granddaughter.

Sonor!

A knife is slashed out, like a landslide and a peak, and people are standing there motionless, like a mountain towering and trembling, domineering.

"Ge'er, can you see clearly?" The Baquan knife disappeared, Song Shanhe turned into a kind old man, seeing that Song Ge also shook his head and nodded, and asked, "Can you have enlightenment?"

Song Ge still nodded and shook his head.

Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe didn't speak again, and the corners of their mouths were smiling.

For a while, the courtyard was very quiet, whether it was Ying Wuxing, Song Shanhe or Song Ge, they all stood motionless, only their eyes changed.

Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe looked at Song Ge's eyes as if they were pleased, and Song Ge's eyes were uncertain and a little complicated, and her eyes seemed to be evolving a small world.