Fang Xiaoli stood on the shore with a strange expression, watching the Xuanshui River set off waves, and then fell silent. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Soul Dragon is gone.

At the moment when Fang Xiaoli returned the half dragon ball.

came lightly, went easily, as if nothing had happened, and did not even leave a word, only Xiaoli smiled bitterly.

"I hope you will become a true dragon as soon as possible. ”

Now that the flood in Wuzhou has been solved, he has killed the octopus demon, and he has helped the koi successfully jump over the dragon gate, and he is indescribably comfortable in his heart.

The gantry disappeared completely.

The Xuanshui River returned to calm.

At one end of the sky, a rainbow quietly rose, colorful and extremely beautiful.

The people were still immersed in the thoughts of the living dragon, and Fang Xiaoli had already said goodbye.

Calculating the time, it has been a while since leaving Hanshan, I don't know if they are good, but they can study diligently, thinking like this in their hearts, Fang Xiaoli's face was filled with a happy smile. It's not brilliant, like a girl pursing her lips and smiling, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoli felt a chill in his chest.

Reach into your arms.

For a while, Fang Xiaoli couldn't help but stop.

In his hand was a six-sided scale, not dark in color, covered with a golden sheen, and the rest of the colors were combined, which was beautiful.

"This is a gift from the Soul Dragon?...... Could it be dragon scales—"

Fang Xiaoli shook his head, the dragon's reverse scales, if you touch it, you will be punished, this is obviously not a dragon scale, but it is not like a 'fish scale', after all, this scale has lost its demonic energy, but there is also no dragon breath in it.

It's weird......

Rao is Fang Xiaoli is well-informed, and he doesn't have any clue for a while in the face of this kind of thing.

Subsequently, Fang Xiaoli unintentionally pressed the scales against his eye sockets, and a feeling of coldness instantly spread to his brain, like a cool breeze blowing in the hot summer.

Suddenly, the foreground changed, and the air seemed to reflect water molecules, like mist, hazy, enveloping this space, but taking the scales away, the scene in front of me returned to the original, flowers and green grass, clear water and blue sky.

"This scale seems to be able to see through some false mirror or some hallucination. ”

Fang Xiaoli put the scales in his hand, but something came out of his mouth.

Since the founding of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, advocating the style of writing, and then causing a hundred schools of thought to contend, although the times have changed, the theory of Confucianism alone, but it does not mean that the rest of the academic is not in the stream, on the contrary, only because Confucianism is closer to reality, accepted by the people.

As far as Fang Xiaoli knows, the three schools of Dao, Fa, and Yin and Yang are extremely good at illusion.

Taoism: Emphasizing the nature of things, Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things, with thousands of changes, virtual and real.

Legalist: Using the power of nature and borrowing the potential of the human body to cause thunder, rain, storms, etc.

Yin-Yang Family: It is even more mysterious, they deduce astrological signs, gossip, Qiankun, Yili, can borrow any heaven and earth, and are one of the most destructive representatives of the hundred schools.

If your enemy is one of these three, I am afraid that you will not have the strength to fight.

Fang Xiaoli immediately smiled bitterly, he was just an ordinary teacher in Hanshan Town, even if he worked harder, he would not be able to have anything to do with these three families.

Nowadays, as far as the other party's filial piety is concerned, other things are not serious.

Autumn is high and cool, and there are some seasons, it should be late autumn, and as soon as the harsh winter is over, it is time to prepare for the imperial examination.

Five months!

Up to five months.

The matter in Wuzhou was resolved, and Fang Xiaoli didn't have the heart to stay, so he packed his bags and embarked on the road home.

Along the way, the scenery along the way is presented in the eyes one by one.

Fang Xiaoli stopped, stayed, walked forward, stayed, admired,...... Along the way, he was like a spectator, a stranger, taking in all the scenery.

The cultivation has not been refined, but the state of mind is not the same.

A few days later, Fang Xiaoli returned to Hanshan Town.

The flow of pedestrians is endless, shouting and shouting......

Fang Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that in a few days it would be 'Moon Eve', and it was common for every household to buy something called 'moon cakes', so naturally there were more people going home, and the street would be more lively.

But it's really lively, but you have to wait until the night of the 'moon and evening', at that time, talented and beautiful, chanting poems and poems, flowers before the moon, how much achievement is **, at that time, it is the real noisy, interesting!

Fang Xiaoli thought that at a time like last year, those female students joked about themselves one by one on the grounds that they had no 'partner', so they were not embarrassed.

It is only on Chinese New Year's Eve, New Year's Day, Yuexi Festival and other special festivals that those female students will let themselves go and release their true nature. Every time like this, although it is embarrassing, it is also one of the few happy times for Fang Xiaoli.

With a faint smile, Fang Xiaoli walked towards the Mingyuan Private School.

Before he could push the door in, the sound of several female students chattering sounded in the courtyard.

"Pu Jia, you say, sir, can he come back before the moon?" combed with a ponytail, not tall, a little fat face, but a sweet smile, is a famous gossip girl in the Mingyuan private school. This time, she was joking with Pu Jia.

Pu Jiaqiao's face flushed, "How do I know, every time Mr. goes out, I don't know when I'll come back, it's annoying......"

"Hehe, is Sister Pujia angry?"

"Actually, Sister Pujia, you have reached the age of sixteen, and when it comes to talking about marriage, our sisters can see that you have a good impression of Mr., so it is better to let our sisters help you match, let you be with Mr., hehe, if you don't study in the future, Mr. is embarrassed to blame us......"

Pu Jia was embarrassed, her cheeks were crimson, "What nonsense are you talking about, who ...... Who likes sir ......"

"If you don't like Mr., Sister Pujia, why are you blushing?"

Pu Jia stomped her foot, "I...... I...... I...... I just think that Mr. is very cute when he teaches seriously, and others say that women are three from four virtues, and women are virtuous if they are not talented, but Mr. is different, he taught us to read, taught us to write, Mr. gave me the feeling that I can't say, but as long as I can accompany Mr., I am satisfied, even if it is just a little girl next to Mr., I am willing, I have not thought about being famous......"

"Oh~"

"Oh......"

A few little girls suddenly started to make a fuss, "Sister Pujia, you really like Mr." ”

"What if you like it?" Pu Jia's face darkened.

Suddenly, several little girls were also excited, "Sister Pujia, are you thinking about the marriage proposal a few days ago?"

"I don't like him. Pu Jia lowered her head and looked gloomy, "But his family is powerful, and my parents like it...... What can I do?"

"Please sir help. The girl standing beside Pu Jia spoke.

"Since ancient times, the order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker, even if I like Mr., but my family affairs can't be ...... by me at all" Pu Jia's voice was low.

Squeak~

Just then, the door opened.

Just seeing the figure standing at the door, several female students were stunned for a moment, and then their faces were full of excitement, only Pu Jia's face turned red, but it quickly dimmed.

"Sir. ”

"Sir~

Several female students gathered around Fang Xiaoli.

Fang Xiaoli's expression was as usual, and he glanced at Pu Jia quietly. His life is only five years, if he really has someone he likes, he can only hide it in his heart, why harm others?

Fang Xiaoli is simple-minded, if his life can last for more than 20 years, even if they are not in the right household, he will strive for it.

It's just that......

Now he doesn't want to think about it.

"In the days when I'm away, have you studied hard and practiced calligraphy?" Fang Xiaoli smiled faintly and looked at everyone.

"Yes, sir, you are not here, we are more diligent every day~"

"Sir, here is a copy of mine, which I wrote yesterday, and I hope Mr. will give me some comments. A young girl squeezed into the crowd and handed a notebook to Fang Xiaoli.

Fang Xiaoli turned the handwriting, and his eyes suddenly fell on it, only twenty words, but he looked at it seriously.

"The word is like grass, relaxed, eclectic, although there is no edge, but there is a charm, if this goes on, after your words are completed, the viewer will be calm, no fire. ”

After Fang Xiaoli finished speaking, the girl suddenly smiled like a flower and smiled.

"Thank you sir for the review. ”

At this time, all the female students secretly hated that they didn't take out their words earlier.

Fang Xiaoli chuckled and asked again, "What about Mr. Liu, why haven't you seen him since I came back?" ”

"Sir, don't you know, Mr. Liu teaches us to write every day and is not slack, but in two days it will be the moon's night, Mr. Liu's heart is **, and he specially took two days off to accompany his sweetheart, and as soon as the moon is over, Mr. Liu will come back. ”

Fang Xiaoli nodded, "In this case, you also have two days off as relaxation, and I also hope that you will eventually become a family member and have a good time on the eve of the month." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Fang. ”

"Thank you, sir. ”

"By the way, Mr. Fang, a few days ago, there was a letter from you, and I put it under the table and pressed it with an inkstone. As if she had thought of something, a female student turned to Fang Xiaoli and said a word, and then left with everyone.

"Letters?"

Fang Xiaoli was stunned, since he grew up so big, he had never received a letter, just because he had no relatives and no reason, and now the letter that suddenly appeared made him at a loss for a while.

Pu Jia didn't go with everyone, her eyes fell on Fang Xiaoli, and finally sighed softly, took small steps, and slowly disappeared from Fang Xiaoli's sight.

......

Take away the inkstone.

On the table, there is an envelope without any wrinkles, without signature, only with four simple words, Fang Xiaoli, the end of the 'receiving'.

"Who will write to me?"

Tearing open the seal, Fang Xiaoli took out the letter.

The handwriting is not as good as Liu Zongqing's, and even every word is crooked, but Fang Xiaoli takes these words seriously.

After all the time, his face was complicated.

Look again, his face is ugly.

Three times.

Four times.

After reading it seven or eight times, Fang Xiaoli's face turned red and he tore the letter to pieces.

"It's a good trick to kill people with a knife, this means, isn't it to deceive our filial piety and not get angry?

The smile was wanton, and under the white robe, there seemed to be a trace of coldness spreading.

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