Time passed like flowing water, and the days of the academy were as peaceful as ever.

In the past ten days after Master Cen's wedding banquet, our protagonist Lin Hu announced that he was studying hard behind closed doors, and he didn't even go to class once a month, and he really lived a life of otaku without leaving the door.

As for the food he usually needs, Lin Hu spent two hundred contribution points to exchange for a bottle of Bigu Dan from the academy.

Bigu Dan, as the name suggests, is an elixir that low-level monks can take without eating for a short time.

In terms of Lin Hu's current realm, after taking one Bigu Pill, he didn't need to eat again for three days, and a bottle of Bigu Pill was enough for twenty pills, which was enough for Lin Hu to use for two months.

However, Bigu Dan is convenient to return, but few people in the academy generally like to use it, and the reason is that although Bigu Dan is full, it has no nutrition, and the help for martial artists is far less than the medicinal diet in the canteen.

In fact, Lin Hu's ascetic cultivation is also a last resort, and the most popular figure in the academy now is not Niu Jingwei who makes trouble in Zhuangyang Palace, but 'Cen Pear Flower' Master Cen who likes old cows to eat tender grass.

The phrase 'a pear flower pressing a begonia' spread by everyone's mouth, and it became more and more mysterious, and later, there were even rumors that Master Cen's biggest hobby was obscene Lori......

It is conceivable that Lin Hu offended Master Cen this time, and Lin Hu, who was afraid that Master Cen would come to the door to find trouble, naturally planned to retreat for a period of time and come out again after the limelight passed.

However, today I had to come out, looking at this newly subscribed issue of the Holy Dao Monthly, Lin Hu smiled bitterly, Oh, it was actually on the "newspaper".

That's right, the poem that Lin Hu wrote at Master Cen's wedding actually appeared in this month's Shengdao Monthly, and I don't know which do-good person named his poem, called Pear Blossom Poem.

Pear Blossom Poem!

It's over, the name 'Cen Lihua' is really unable to run. What Lin Hu couldn't stand the most was that the description of his 'author' by Shengdao Monthly was only a passing one-time touch, while the cause of the poem and the protagonist Cen Fuzi were introduced in detail.

Rub, Holy Dao Monthly, you are so mouthful, did your parents make it?

Lin Hu couldn't help but complain in his heart, but the wood was already in the boat, and he couldn't help it, I just hope that Amitabha Buddha and Master Cen must not see it now.

From this point of view, Lin Hu's hard work for half a month of retreat was in vain, but in fact, this period of hard study still had a certain effect.

I remember that when that wisp of Haoran Qi was first born, it was only the thickness of a hair, and when Lin Hu practiced the Heavenly Dragon Recitation, he consumed some more, making this wisp of Haoran Qi that had just been born immediately crumbling, like a lamp about to be extinguished.

In the past half a month, Lin Hu has been completely immersed in all kinds of scriptures, and that wisp of majestic aura has unconsciously risen to the thickness of chopsticks.

When Lin Hu noticed it, he was also so surprised that he couldn't do it, and he said in his heart that this "Haoran Zhengfa" was really a high-end product, and it actually started working before he knew it. I believe that if there is no such exercise, the effect can be one-tenth of what it is now, and Lin Hu himself will secretly laugh.

Just as Lin Hu was rushing to Master Cen's side, on the other side, Master Cen's small life was quite comfortable.

Not to mention anything else, after getting married, Master Cen is much happier in life than before, and because of this, Master Cen loves his little daughter-in-law more and more.

In the study, Master Cen came to Shixing and was engrossed in conceiving a good poem, when her little daughter-in-law brought him a meal.

Although she has only been married for half a month, Mrs. Cen is already familiar with her husband's temperament, and knows that if she doesn't remind him, he will definitely forget to eat.

Therefore, Mrs. Cen didn't care how much Master Cen paid attention to this poem, and immediately said with concern: "Husband, let's hurry up and eat it while it's hot, it's not good if the food is cold." ”

Master Cen is different from Lin Hu, he is an authentic Confucian student, although he has been practicing in the Zhuang Academy for decades, his body is not much different from ordinary people, but he is much stronger than ordinary people in terms of health preservation.

"Okay, okay, I'll eat it, I'll eat it. Master Cen replied without raising his head.

While thinking about the poem, Mr. Cen took the rice bowl and put it in his mouth, eating and eating, Mr. Cen felt that there was something wrong with today's meal, and quickly looked up and asked his wife what the reason was.

As a result, before Master Cen could say anything, Mrs. Cen actually laughed, and Master Cen was a little confused for a while.

Forget it, Master Cen saw that Mrs. was laughing non-stop, a little inexplicable, so he wanted to lower his head and continue to pick up the rice, but Mrs. Cen snatched his chopsticks.

"Madame, you ...... this"

"Huh?"

At this time, Master Cen found out that one of the chopsticks in his wife's hand was his own brush, so he quickly touched the corner of his mouth, and this touch was full of ink on his hands.

"This ...... Hahaha!"

At this time, Master Cen didn't stop and laughed with his wife.

"Mr. Cen is so Yaxing, Lin Hu came to the door and disturbed him. ”

After hearing a voice in the study, the laughter stopped abruptly, and then Master Cen hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, but this scene had already fallen into Lin Hu's eyes.

It can only be said that the image that Lin Hu left on the people of Cen Mansion that day was too deep, and when it was discovered that Lin Hu came to the door, none of the people in Cen Mansion stopped him, and some kind-hearted people even helped Lin Hu show the way, so Lin Hu directly entered Master Cen's study.

When Lin Hu saw this happy scene in the study, he suddenly felt that it was not the right time, but the scene in front of him really made him laugh, so he could only take the lead in speaking out.

Master Cen quickly wiped the ink off the corner of his mouth, and immediately returned to his former demeanor, squinting his eyes slightly: "Lin Hu, I heard that you have been working very hard during this time, and I didn't even invite you, why did you come to the door yourself?"

"Hey, hey!"

Lin Hu smiled and didn't answer, of course he heard the ridicule in Master Cen's words, but he knew that the best thing to do at this time was not to answer him, otherwise it would be wrong to say anything.

Seeing that Master Cen didn't continue to blame himself, Lin Hu was still a little weak-hearted, and subconsciously asked, "Mr. Cen, ...... that poem?"

"Your poem, yes, I like it very much, and I have framed it and hung it in my bedroom, are you still afraid that I will blame you? Am I such a cautious person? As for those rumors, don't you see that it is quite happy now, and after a few months, see who will remember it." ”

After listening to Master Cen's words, Lin Hu secretly said that he was lucky, it seems that this person has not read this month's Holy Dao Monthly, otherwise he would not have spoken to him so calmly.

"I said, boy Lin, what are you doing in a daze? Say, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Lin Hu didn't answer for a long time, Master Cen said angrily.

"Huh, I ...... I'm here for the Hundred Schools Meeting in two days. Lin Hu was a little stumbling.