"Help?"

What the hell are you trying to do?

Li Jing's brows furrowed, he ignored Zhou Ru's hot little eyes, and came to the front with steady steps. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Xian, I don't know what Li can do to help?"

Li Jing's face was twitching, and a smile was forced out of his middle-aged handsome face, which was very stiff.

Although there is enthusiasm in his eyes, there is a trace of unnaturalness.

Zhou Ru looked at his face, and knew that Li Jing must be roaring in his heart: "Say something quickly, let it go quickly, when you are done, withdraw quickly, and don't get involved in those bird things with your kid and Wenqu anymore." ”

But, hehe, Brother Li, you have stepped into the urinal with one foot, even if you are in a hurry to pull out your foot now, isn't it also stained!

"There's nothing big to help with, as you can see. ”

Zhou Ru smiled indifferently and snorted at Huo Dexingjun, the old boy snorted angrily, and his nostrils rose to the sky.

I'm really used to you!

"The younger brother just wants Brother Li to help copy the things on this piece of paper. ”

Zhou Ru pasted the A4 paper on the eight-treasure glazed bowl, so that Li Jing could see it clearly, and then repeated the content, and asked Li Jing to re-use the traditional Chinese to re-enter a roll of bamboo slips, so as to facilitate the circulation of the earthen buns of the heavenly court.

The thing is very simple, as soon as he said this, Li Jing breathed a sigh of relief in front of him, and the angry Zhou Ru really wanted to kick this thing in the ass.

"I really thought that buddy would let you go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire!

The little eyes were full of complaints, and Zhou Ru had a black line。。。。。。

Whew!

A roll of bamboo slips appeared out of thin air and spread out in the wind.

Li Jing rolled up his sleeve robe, conjured a brush, glanced at Zhou Rusi, and signaled that he could start.

"Uh-huh, okay, wait for me to moisten my throat first. ”

"Ah。。。。。。 Rolls Roro。。。。。。 ”

"Alas。。。。。。 Alas, Brother Li, don't write yet, the little brother hasn't started to repeat it yet!"

Zhou Ru looked at the two big characters "Ah, Luo" on the first piece of bamboo slips, and his heart seemed to have been ravaged by 10,000 grass and mud horses, and his head was full of smoke!

You're too sincere, aren't you?

That's a good word!

The bad words are, Li Jing, you lack heart eyes, you don't have eyes! You write everything up! Can't you see that buddy is here to moisten his throat?

Of course, in front of Li Jing, Zhou Ru would definitely not dare to scold like this, after all, he still has to mess around in Heavenly Court.

With a smiling face, saying good things, and coaxing children, Li Jing didn't care about his gains and losses under Zhou Ruye's sweet words, and finally snorted coldly, and retold the content of the Three Character Sutra word by word according to his instructions.

"At the beginning of people, their nature is good, their sex is similar, and their habits are far away. ”

Something is wrong, Brother Li, why did your eyes change?

Zhou Ru noticed that Li Jing's expression changed slightly, and he was slightly puzzled, but he didn't take it seriously and continued to repeat.

"If you don't teach, sex is migration. The way of teaching is to be specialized. ”

Well, Zhou Ru imitated the old master's style and groaned, his eyes glanced at Li Jing, ah~ This guy is sweating!

It's not so hot today! Maybe it's a different physique, maybe the gods are more kidney-deficient than us mortals! Well, it must be like this, in private, I have to give my dear brother Li Jing to find out if there is any Indian god oil in our Wal-Mart supermarket, or a pill or something, and send him some to make up for it.

Hehe, forget it now, it's important to get down to business.

"Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. The son does not learn, the machine is broken, Dou Yanshan, there is a righteous party, teaches the five sons, and is famous。。。。。。 ”

Bang, Zhou Ru was carrying it on his back, and suddenly heard a strange sound. When he looked up suspiciously, beads of sweat kept flowing down Li Jing's forehead, hitting the bamboo slips like a stream, startling him.

"Brother Li, are you okay?"

Li Jing's hands were trembling, his eyes were straight, he didn't answer Zhou Ruyi's words, a pair of eyes were firmly nailed to the bamboo slip like a stapler, as if the content on the bamboo slip had a magical power, attracting his mind to keep falling down, falling, falling again, until the endless darkness.

"Smack!"

Zhou Ru slapped Li Jing, and the old boy trembled as if he had just finished the room, and sprayed his son in the air。。。。。。。 Ahem, that's impossible.

"Ugh。。。。。。 Brother Xian, what's the matter?"

Hey, I'm so grumpy, what's the point!Repeat it!Write it!What else can I do!

Zhou Ru's angry eyes turned into bull's eyes, his teeth bit his lip, and he made what he thought was the most cruel and vicious expression, threatening this unobtrusive Brother Li to continue his great cause of the Three Character Sutra.

Li Jing was stunned for a moment, nodded, his expression became very solemn, he pinched the brush again, took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing the shock and ecstasy in his heart, buddy seems to be right!

Zhou Ru squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at Li Jing's facial expression, well, very handsome, but not as handsome as me.

“。。。。。。 The widow of a man, the gold wins. I teach my son, the only scripture. Diligence is meritorious, but drama is useless. It is advisable to encourage it. ”

After playing, the merit is over, and the whole drama is over!

Aha, that's impossible!

Zhou Ru breathed a sigh of relief, retold the content of the three-character scripture, and compared the three-character scripture on the A4 paper, there were no mistakes, well, very good.

Lazy stretched his waist, and was about to ask his kiss Brother Li to hand over the three-character scripture to the immortals to browse and circulate one by one, but he was surprised to find that this product was as if it had been struck by lightning, and he stared at the bamboo slip in a daze.

His hands trembled incessantly, his mouth trembled, and he kept muttering "Oh my God!", and he had lost his soul.

Huo De Xingjun on the side couldn't bear it, this old boy stared at Zhou Ru and Li Jing for a long time, and saw Li Jing looking at the "Three Character Classic" in a distracted manner, and he was quite sneering.

The Three-Character Sutra, what a broken thing, as soon as I hear this name, it can't be compared with "The Way of Heaven"! How good the way of heaven is, how noble it is, how majestic, and how educational!

Look at the name of your broken book, and the three-character scripture! This seat also has a four-character scripture and a five-character scripture, and you are not afraid of people's jokes when you write it! Hehe, this seat has forgotten that you scum is a joke.

"Huh。。。。。。! Li Jing, why don't you hurry up and let this seat take a look at the masterpiece of our new Heavenly Court teacher? This immortal is hungry and thirsty, haha!"

Huo Dexingjun's eyes were full of banter, and the boss with a grinning mouth looked at Zhou Ruis sarcastically, like a hippopotamus who had eaten an aphrodisiac, and screamed wow.

The group of scum immortals behind him was no better, one was sneering, sneering and scolding, endlessly!

Li Jing was stunned for a while, holding the "Three Character Classic" tightly in his hand, and turned his head to look at Huo De Xingjun mechanically, his eyes were full of sympathy.

He staggered over to Huo De Xingjun, carefully stuffed the three-character scripture into Huo De Xingjun's hand, and said, "It's good for yourself!", shook his head and sighed.

Huo De Xingjun, who didn't know why, was stunned for a moment, stood his eyes, and was just about to ask Li Jing what this meant, but when he saw Li Jing muttering, "You have to watch this book, this life is not worthy!" sighed with emotion, and was stunned for a while!

I don't know if it's a physical reason or a psychological reason, he suddenly felt that the bamboo slip in his hand was very hot, and it made him extremely uncomfortable.

It seems that what I am holding in my hand is not a book, but a hot potato!

Huo De Xingjun swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, his eyelashes drooped, and he slanted down forty-five degrees, looking at the bamboo slips, like being struck by lightning!

Under the violent trembling of the body, his legs weakened and he fell to the ground!