Chapter Forty-Eight: Rhyme and Cultivation
The lights are blurred in the night, and the heart is always heavy. However, the bright moon shines on the ditch, the edge is shallow, and it is not intoxicating. The sycamore is old, and the mandarin duck is dead. Talking about the country, the beauty is gone.
The fireworks that never sleep, the confused eyes and laughter of everyone, the love is the same as before, just like a frost needle piercing Jinyan's red bean heart. He didn't know why he would cry inexplicably at the most lively time. Or is it guilt. Because I can't let go, I can't let go, and I don't want to let go. So everything is just a pile of sorrows.
Looking at Jin Yan, who was sad and sad, Gu Youlan could only feel distressed. She reached out of her pink sleeve and held his hand lightly and forcefully with her warm tentacles.
The sudden attack of aromatic hydrocarbons caught Jin Yan off guard. It's just that he was trapped in the abyss of sorrow, and he was pulled by the woman in front of him. He suddenly felt a little sorry for the woman in front of him, and he always fell into his own heart.
Of course, he also wanted to cherish what was in front of him, but the smiling face that was still fresh in his memory always came to mind.
"Sister Jinyu, what should I do...... What should I do!" Jin Yan's hand held Gu Youlan's hand, accompanying her in this world. But her heart is full of the innocent and childish sister Jinyu.
He felt like a half-hearted prodigal, and he actually hated such people in his heart. I hated myself myself, and now it's just a pointless increase in resentment.
Situ Junwen watched the two of them become more and more affectionate, and he felt an urge to see the sun in his heart, but the black clouds were overwhelming.
Affectionate since ancient times, empty hatred, love to the soul. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. I can't ask for love in the depths, and I hate to forgive and win the day. At this moment, Situ Junwen just wanted to crush this self-righteous early spring, especially this favorite orchid that he accidentally discovered. And before that, what he wanted to tear more was Jinyan, the wandering bee. Because he made this budding hollow valley orchid spit out the buds and dye it with spring love.
At this time, he deeply understood that he couldn't use force to kill Jin Yan here, but it was still okay to use some words to make fun of him and disgust him. Because he found that Jin Yan's understanding of many things in this world seemed to be blank. After discovering these, Situ Junwen of course had to make good use of it.
He found that Jin Yan was completely a poor clown, but he just happened to be next to Gu Youlan, a Daxian. Otherwise, with his little cultivation, how could he be so pretending to attract people's attention?
"I don't know which young master of the hundred clans of the Strange Domain is the young master of the Hundred Clans, it seems that there is no surname Jin among the hundred clans, and I also ask the Prince of Jinyan to clear the door record, I am afraid that in the next eye, the water will wash the Dragon King Temple, and the family will not recognize the ...... of the family" Situ Junwen said modestly and cautiously.
Of course, Jin Yan knew that Situ Junwen was deliberately making fun of himself at this time, making fun of his background, making fun of his low cultivation, and making fun of his ignorance...... And these are just his jealousy of himself. But he didn't care about these teasing that he secretly hidden, because no one in this world can laugh at himself, as long as he doesn't make fun of himself, who in the world can laugh.
Of course, Jin Yan knew that he was indeed full of many unknowns about this world, and he did not deny this. If you don't understand, you have to pretend to know everything, which is really ridiculous.
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Situ Gongzi, I am indeed not the noble son of the hundred clans in the strange region you are talking about, just the child of a peasant tenant family in the countryside, so it is indeed not a family with you. I don't know if my answer like this satisfies Situ Gongzi?" Jin Yan stared at Situ Junwen and said meaninglessly.
For Jinyan, a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. Situ Junwen swung like an all-out punch on a ball of cotton. However, this was also unexpected by him, and he thought that even if Jin Yan was not the son of a young master of a powerful family, at least he was the son of a rich and noble family. I didn't expect it to be ...... It's just a child of a peasant tenant family.
In this world where birth and blood are respected, how difficult and dangerous it is to gain a place in this dangerous and bloody world with its own strength.
In fact, there are still miracles in this world, such as the skill of breaking the sky and others to enter the Tao as a blacksmith and eventually become a sage. It is precisely because of these miracles that so many people ...... Goblin...... Blame...... Demon...... God is flocking to this path of the strong. Many races are inherently deficient in birth and blood compared to other races.
Therefore, whoever has the first opportunity in resources in the human race will have the first opportunity in destiny. To put it bluntly, the fate of the Strange Domain is in the hands of these dignitaries. They are inherently more than the average person. The inheritance of the bloodline needs to be continued from generation to generation, it is not a sudden change, it is a condensation of continuous strengthening. One of the most important is the "rhyme and fetal cultivation".
The so-called: the way of rhyme fetal cultivation is that when the mother is pregnant, she begins to preach to the fetus. This is not something that ordinary people can do. Because the conditions required are too harsh. So much so that many can only salivate powerlessly.
The two most important factors in this rhyme are the mother and the external force. Although the bloodline is determined by both the mother and the father, the carrier and bearing body of the process of the process of rhyme and nourishment are the mother. During this period, the mother takes the fetus through various baptisms. And these baptisms need to be natural and natural, so they can only be found everywhere. Then, with that comes all sorts of dangers. Without a strong Dharma protector, it is simply difficult to move an inch, and there is no rhyme to cultivate the way.
"If this guy is telling the truth? Well, he must have had some kind of adventure. Otherwise, with his kind of background, it would be difficult to get his current achievements. There is also a possibility that this Gu Youlan must have a secret method. And she gave me a very dangerous feeling. Situ Junwen muttered in his heart at this time.
Not enough, this strengthened the determination to attack Jinyan and Gu Youlan. For Jin Yan, he has murderous intentions, and as for Gu Youlan, he wants to make the best use of everything and throw it away when he runs out. There is no shortage of beautiful and good-looking women in this world, but most of them are just empty skins.
Everyone who heard Jin Yan's answer sneered at him with idiotic eyes.
"Haha......"
"It's actually a ...... born as a farmer"
I don't know when these people will appear, as if there are bored spectators wherever there is excitement.
Situ Junwen, who could have fallen into the well again, did not do so at the moment, he was just quiet and did nothing else.
Even Zhang Hua and Lian Gui were a little puzzled and curious.
Situ Ji quietly glanced at his young master, and suddenly felt an inexplicable deep shock. He knew that this time his master was eyeing the prey in front of him again.
Jin Yan also felt that Situ Junwen's eyes made him very uncomfortable, even if the feeling was only fleeting.
The lively feast began to thin out a little, and the stars outside became dense and bright.
Jin Yan and Gu Youlan pierced through these laughter and disappeared at the end of Yan Shan's fire.