"Wait. Behind him, the old man of Guigu stood up and stopped Dongqing's departure.

"Anything else?" Dong Qingwei asked, turning around and just turning his head sideways.

He took out three pills from the belt around his waist, stepped forward, ignored Dongqing's hand to push back, pinched open his lips and teeth, threw the pill in, and pulled out the wine gourd from his hands, poured it into his mouth, and swallowed the bitter pill with the mellow fragrance of thousands of miles of drunkenness.

"Don't forget what you were told, absolutely, this cub is not allowed to eat a little. He looked at the wine gourd in his hand, turned around and left, leaving it in Xiaobai's arms. "Let him drink the wine. With a wave of his sleeves, it seemed to be free and easy, but Dongqing was reluctant to hear it.

Dongqing saw that Xiaobai's face was pale, but his breathing was steady, so he was not in a hurry, put it in a wheelchair, slowly walked out of the pharmacy, passed under the red maple tree, the wind blew, and blew two tails, the little black cat jumped up, jumped on Xiaobai, shook his nose and smelled the strong smell of wine, meowed, and lay on Xiaobai's chest, enjoying the mellow breath of Xiaobai, drunk meow.

The wind blew, the wind blew, waking up the people in the chair and disturbing a white dream.

"Go to the study!" shook his dizzy head, but it was Lingwu who rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, drunk eyes and hazy eyes are not the best time to read the book of heaven, when is the dizziness and confusion, drunk and futu, big dreams are awakened, how can there be no reason not to understand!

Dongqing did not object, he knew Xiaobai's temperament, and let others persuade me to do my own thing, although he was a little worried about his pale face, but he took into account that he was full of wine, and Xiaobai, who drank wine, was Manjushri holding a sword, inward and outward, and killed whenever he could. Every Buddha kills a Buddha, and every ancestor kills an ancestor.

I couldn't stop it, I only pushed Xiaobai to the study again, sat in a wheelchair, holding the book "Vientiane Tianyin", holding a solitary shelf with bated breath and concentrating, drunk and hazy, as if intoxicated. Sometimes he shakes his head and closes his eyes, and sometimes he thinks lightly to nourish his mind, so he sings. Its meaning, its mystery, its interest is profound, and the ...... of heaven and earth

No longer shaking my head, no longer thinking lightly, putting down the book in my hand and not caring about it, I just want to sleep with my clothes.

Dongqing has been leaning on the bookshelf next to him, and when he saw Xiaobai falling asleep, he smiled slightly, walked out of the study with his hands and feet, closed the door, picked up the little black cat that had been waiting outside the door for a long time, touched his very well-behaved little head, and whispered: "He is asleep, don't be noisy, be obedient." Squinting at a pair of golden green cat eyes, he meowed softly, which was considered an answer.

The little black cat can not enter and exit the various rooms, can only play in the guest rooms and courtyards, the sunset and the moon, at night, a little black cat with two tails sits alone on the roof of Xiaobai's residence, holding a well-behaved head, staring at a pair of golden and green cat eyes that are suddenly bright at night, looking at the moon, looking at the stars, looking at the black night sky, but refusing to sleep. Only when he lies on Xiaobai's body during the day can it be regarded as a peaceful nap and light sleep;

Dongqing walked to the side of the wooden banyan, jumped on the branches, found a comfortable place, and put his hands behind his head, while the little black cat was standing on Dongqing's chest, and was about to lift the tree under his feet to wait outside the door of the study, Dongqing's fluttering words were with great firmness: "He's not there, don't hold on, sleep for a while, although it can't be as warm and intimate as that kid can give, but it won't make you have nightmares, sleep." ”

Stopped, meowed at Dongqing, put his two tails under him, lay down, and fell asleep. Dongqing smiled lightly, closed his eyes, and ignored the day.

......

At sunset, Dongqing on the trunk of the tree woke up lazily, but unexpectedly when he stood up, the little black cat on his chest fell towards the tree, and the little black cat that suddenly lost his stability woke up instantly, dancing in the air with his teeth and claws, Dongqing's eyes were fast, and he fished it back, exhaling, fortunately, if he gave this cat ancestor a good fall, how could Xiaobai's crazy boy spare me? The little black cat glared at Dongqing, looked at his breathing appearance, and waved his claws! Four sharp lines scratched Dongqing's cheeks.

"Hey, you kitty, you don't have a good start. Carrying the back of the little black cat's neck with one hand, he let his teeth and claws dance to fight to the death with himself, and touched the four claw marks on his cheek with his right hand, and blamed.

Sunset West Mountain, after dinner, but remembered the old man of the Guigu explained, extremely unbearable not to give Xiaobai a little food, but not afraid of the punishment of the old man of the Guigu, it is really a concept is not clear, I remember once, the old man of the Guigu smiled and chanted very ill-intentioned, and explained not to give Xiaobai a drop of water to drink, where would Dongqing be cruel to this, when he first woke up, Xiaobai opened his mouth and shouted water, water, and threw away the advice, it is okay to give some water to drink, and the means of obviously torturing the rest of the people will not allow him to succeed, but unexpectedly, Xiaobai drank this water, and he was like an ice cellar, and the cold was possessed, and he hurriedly called the old man of Guigu, which was not troublesome, but it took a lot of effort to save Xiaobai, and the old man of Guigu didn't say anything to reduce the guilt, and lightly threw down a sentence: Don't take it as an example. He waved his sleeves and left.

But on the contrary, Xiao Bai's cheeks were as pale as paper, bloodless, and he fainted with pain on his face. Guigu Lao'er solemnly instructed that when he woke up, he must slap his cheek fiercely, and use red and swollen warm blood to drive away the frost and cold, and the swelling is the best. It was precisely because he listened to the slanderous words of the old man in Guigu, so that Xiaobai didn't give himself a good look for half a month. Whenever I see him with a frosty face, but his cheeks are extremely red and swollen, I can't help but feel guilty, the reason is that he was played by the old man in the Guigu Valley, and he slapped Xiao Bai with his own hand in vain, which is extremely evil!

"That's it, you won't die of hunger if you eat one less meal. I'd better go to the Spirit Grass Garden to hide. Dongqing put the little black cat on the trunk of the tree, jumped down, jumped off the red maple, and dodged out of the small courtyard one after another to avoid the limelight.

In the study, there was a hungry moan from Xiaobai's belly, and a burst of grunts startled Xiaobai. Yoyo woke up only to be woken up by hunger. I rubbed my shriveled stomach, I was weak and hungry. Shouted Dongqing twice, hoping to hear it so that he could bring some food, he was really hungry to the limit, with no half of his strength, his eyes swept to a red rope on his wrist, and the thing that was wrapped around the red rope was the red wine gourd, at this time, he didn't care about it, twisted the seal, and sent it into his mouth, and a warm current entered the abdomen along the mellow fragrance, turning into a flame, burning the emptiness, and his hunger was even worse.

Weakly lowered his head, looking directly at the book "Vientiane Tianyin" lying peacefully on his knees, the words on the page are like carving, as if the tofu is carved and neat, the line spacing is uneven, like the bamboo shoots spread out, the old paper is dim yellow, but it is the color of the bean skin and the fragrance of the bean tree, the ink rhyme is natural and amazing, leaning over and pasting the page, smelling this pleasant ink fragrance, light and pleasant, coveted.

Suddenly stood up, raised his hand to wipe the water stains at the corner of his mouth, swallowed a mouthful of fragrant jin, and took a sip of mellow. Shake the dust all over your body, and say this full moan!

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and the stomach is full of ink.

Rice is not as good as a pot, so hunger does not choose to eat.

There is no bamboo meat today, and the wine is served with books!

The books are combined, and when I turn the first page, I see the first sentence of the opening chapter: The way of heaven is to make up for what is lacking...... Drunk eyes hazy, a glance and ten lines to open this page, pulled through the corner of the book never let go, preoccupied on this second page, and the first page is very natural to crack the sound, Qi root broken, tearing a soft sound, was torn off by Xiaobai into the mouth, the corners of the mouth squeezed, this page into the mouth, down the stomach, without a trace. took a sip of the wine gourd Xiaoyun, followed the fragrance of the book, and filled it into a grain.

However, the hundred and ten pages of "Vientiane Tianyin" are all counted. Shook the wine gourd in his hand, only a small half gourd remained, pursed the black rhyme ink on his lips, the full face is still unfinished, the taste of this book is really good, the faint Qingqiong with the fragrance of bamboo ink, complement each other in one piece, if it is not for the preconceived appearance of the book, this delicious taste alone is enough to board the wine table for people to eat.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. Kill them all, leave no room for them. In one go, take advantage of the victory to pursue, destroy the withering and decaying, and the momentum is like a bamboo!hiccup...... A book, belly.