Although he had already sent a letter to Dongfang Shiming, he didn't have much time left for himself. If he can't succeed in refining as soon as possible, he will have no shame to return to the Ancient Dao Wine Alliance.

Behind him, there must be a dead end. Bai Wuqian forcibly lifted his spirit, blinked, and his heart was useless.

He will not live forever in the shadow of his younger brother Henan Mountain. He must let Master Lushan Ling truly recognize himself!

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And under the peaceful sky, which was not affected by the war, in an ordinary mountain town, the moon ring gradually emerged.

The two walked into a simple house one after the other.

The road was pitch black, and I couldn't see the shape under my feet. The sound of the wind drifted, pushing thin night clouds slowly across the night sky.

Grass insects are murmuring far and near, and the chirping of cicadas is still echoing. The low-hanging straw stalks crawled beside the road, stained with dotted green dew.

Lu Xiangxi walked in front, followed by Xiao Wanhu. The two of them solved a group of drifting Nine Owl Shadow Sailors in the river during the day, and they drifted to the present, and finally set foot on land.

Although it didn't take long, Xiao Wanhu became more and more confused about the details of the person in front of him. It was too much of a coincidence to leave by boat early in the morning and meet a team of Nine Devils in the afternoon. And all the way to now, judging from this Lu Xiangxi's reaction, he doesn't look like a rural teacher at all.

His gaze always stayed on Lu Xiangxi's body, and he didn't realize that he had arrived in front of the room.

Lu Xiangxi stepped forward, took out a key from his arms, and opened the big copper lock in front of the door.

"Come in. We stayed here tonight. After opening the door, he turned his head and said lightly to Xiao Wanhu.

Reflecting the hazy moonlight in mid-air, Xiao Wanhu tilted her head slightly, and saw the small courtyard behind the door.

The yard is not narrow, and there is a pond in it, where fragrant lotus grows. The moonlight shone down, and the reflection of the pool shimmered like a galaxy of light.

Xiao Wanhu's spirit suddenly retracted, looked at the residence in front of him, and was deeply surprised: "You also have a property here?" ”

And looking at the layout here, it is completely elegant and elegant, and the layout is appropriate. The Confucian style and ink color are reflected in it, and the taste is good.

In front of the door, a pebble path stretches inward, and a few green bamboos are planted on the wall, which are shadowed by the wind, and the scenery is like a stream on the ground.

Everything is arranged naturally, elegant but not dim, clear but not vulgar. It seems to be unintentional everywhere, but it has its own unique charm.

Lu Xiangxi smiled indifferently: "Yes, I bought it in the early years." Don't be inhibited, please come in. ”

Xiao Wanhu frowned, moved his heels, and walked into the small courtyard with the law.

There are houses on each side of the courtyard, and each of them hangs three couplets. There is a slight accumulation of ash on the steps, and the depressions in the stone vary in depth.

Xiao Wanhu paid attention to these details and knew that this house was some years old.

Walking to the front of the hall opposite, Xiao Wanhu looked up and saw that there was still a plaque with the book "Yancaotang" hanging on it.

The plaque is a small piece, small and delicate above the couplet.

"Becoming a scholar is good at the right way, and standing in the turbid world does not know the power." Xiao Wanhu looked at the inscriptions on both sides of the couplet and read it slowly.

Lu Xiangxi heard him looking at his door, and said leisurely: "Know his destiny and do it." The way of a gentleman is impermanent, and he seeks his own body by neutralization. ”

"You're a great teacher." Xiao Wanhu looked at him sideways, not knowing whether he was mocking or admiring.

Ritsu smiled at Xiwan'er and pushed open the door to invite him first.

It was pitch black when I entered. Lu Xiangxi found a candle, lit it and put it in the four corners, and the room suddenly brightened.

In the center of the main hall are also hung calligraphy and paintings, and on the table are several yellowed Confucian classics. The aroma of wormwood spreads in the air, refreshing and refreshing.

Xiao Wanhu found a chair to sit down, and pulled out a book to read. But when he saw the words on it, he was immediately interested, lazily opened a few pages, and glanced at them casually.

Ryu Xiangxi turned around the bedroom next to him to make sure there was no mold or mosquitoes. When he turned back and saw Xiao Wanhu holding his book, his heart tightened slightly.

"What's that book of yours?" He walked in front of Xiao Wanhu and went to the cupboard to get a tea tube to make tea.

Xiao Wanhu squeaked: "Ah...... "The Middle-of-the-Mean Category Sutra" is here, or "The Middle-of-the-Mean Miscellaneous Classic", I didn't see it clearly. ”

"These are two books." Lu Xiangxi's heart was still hanging, and he glanced at Xiao Wanhu's side from time to time.

But Xiao Wanhu stopped talking, he folded the spine of the book, and yawned a long time, which was regarded as bedtime reading.

Seeing this, Lu Xiangxi was helpless and turned around to boil water. After a while, there was a rustling sound of boiling water outside the room.

Xiao Wanhu didn't raise his head, and flipped through the book in his hand at will.

By the time the tea was ready, Xiao Wanhu's eyelids were almost open. He simply closed the book, got up from his chair, and prepared to go to bed.

It was only then that Lu Xiangxi saw the title of the book. Seeing that the spine of the book was already somewhat damaged, he felt distressed.

"Are you going to sleep?" He turned his head to look at Xiao Wanhu who walked past him.

Xiao Wanhu snorted: "Yes, I'm tired." Such a boring book is really in line with your rotten character. ”

Lu Xiangxi carefully put the book back on the shelf, and turned his head a little puzzled: "How can this book be boring?" ”

Hearing that he still had questions, Xiao Wanhu didn't even want to speak, snorted, and prepared to go to the side room.

The lights dimmed, casting the shadows of the two on the clean walls. I saw Xiao Wanhu's shadow suddenly pause, and then heard him say: "But you, you can't just talk about it as rotten. ”