On the open lotus leaves, a man is lying on his robe and letting the wind blow.

In the silky lake, the fish are clustered in clusters, spitting small bubbles, shaking their heads and tails, and playing and playing.

What a beautiful picture!

This kind of picture, Yun Mengli has never seen and never thought of it.

Hearing the sound, Wushan, who was peeling lotus seeds, tilted his head and glanced at the approaching Yunmengli, his eyes were from bottom to top, and of course he saw the full and soft curves of Yunmengli, which was very sultry.

However, Wu Shan's eyes did not stop there, and he did not show any obscene expression on his face, he threw it backhanded, and reluctantly threw the other lotus pod in his hand to Yun Mengli.

The meaning of Wushan's move is obvious: let's peel lotus seeds together!

Catching the lotus canopy, Yun Mengli, who was like a goddess, didn't react a little.

"Mengli, Mengli...... I want to write poetry! I want Wushan to write poems! ”

Fortunately, Furong came in time, and in the cheerful laughter, she made her own small request to Wushan and Yun Mengli.

It was at this moment that Yun Mengli smiled, and the goddess fell into the mortal dust.

Yun Mengli lay beside Wushan, stretched out her slender jade hand, crossed her neck, and her chest was charming so that Wushan next to her could be seen at a glance.

Wu Shan glanced at Yun Mengli, who suddenly let go, the charming goddess became the lotus picker next door, and the sudden change in the painting style made Wu Shan not adapt to it.

"Childe, Mengli also wants to hear you write poems!"

Wu Shan retracted his gaze and put the lotus seeds that had finally peeled off into his mouth, which was so sweet that Wu Shan's eyebrows rose.

That's right, the green lotus girl hibiscus doesn't know where to pick the lotus pod, the lotus seeds in it are not bitter, but unusually sweet.

Wushan, who ate a few pieces, was not only exhausted, but also had some qi and blood surging, indicating that lotus seeds had great benefits for the cultivation of qi and blood power.

Wushan, whose eyebrows were flying, was of course observed by Yun Mengli.

Before Yun Mengli could react, Wu Shan sent the last lotus seed in his hand into Yun Mengli's sandalwood mouth unexpectedly at the moment when the wind blew the veil of Yun Mengli.

Wu Shan looked at the pair of stunned, wide-open fox eyes, and smiled, full of pride.

"It's just about writing poetry, what's so hard about that!"

Wu Shan picked up the folding fan, stood up, and opened the folding fan, one step at a time.

"Lotus seeds are not available, lotus flowers are in the water."

"Jusheng is like a willow, and there is nothing to do in the spring breeze."

"Luping and lotus leaves, in the same water."

"The wind blows the lotus leaves, and the west and the east are restored."

"When the lotus leaves are not opened, painstakingly roll all day long."

"The spring water is rippling, and the lotus flowers are not developed."

After a while, the poem became a hundred years old, and the talent that was as high as more than five zhang made the Qinglian girl Furong who was bathed in talent can't help but be happy, and the joy and laughter continue to come.

When the talent was exhausted, the Qinglian girl Furong instantly appeared on Wushan's shoulder, but at this time, Furong had already changed into a new dress.

"The new clothes are so beautiful, so fragrant, Hibiscus likes it so much!"

Qinglian girl Furong likes it, Wushan is not stingy, and she opens her mouth and comes again.

"The lotus palace is like a beautiful woman, and the lotus leaves are dressed in the wind."

"Last night's night was as cool as water, and the envy canal was like being in the middle of the water."

After a while, another talent rose, and the Qinglian Girl Furong once again had an extra palace dress on her body, and she was so happy that the little fairy jumped back and forth on Wushan's shoulder to show off.

Seeing such a happy hibiscus, Wu Shan smiled, lowered his head and thought for a while, and sang a Yuefu poem in a slightly low voice.

"The jasper smoke of Pinghu Lake is wide, and the wind of the lotus is fragrant in autumn. Cailian's daughter is pink and pink, and the laughter in the boat is smoked. ”

"The sleeves of the high red dress are double-rolled, and the duckweed does not hesitate to touch the wrists. Competing to be the first to pick the hidden canopy, how many deceived each other and asked each other. ”

"What is the matter with Wu Er's rowing oar, pointing to the lotus flower to show deep meaning. Lang refers to the lotus concubine to fold the silk, and the lotus is not more than the head. ”

"The tide on the moon is flat and scattered, and the boat is light and short, and it is like flying. The intestines and veins are speechless, and the love is passed on to the lovesickness. ”

This poem has a lot of pictures, and after singing in Wushan, a burst of mist in Qinglian Lake rose, and a vision appeared.

In the hazy water mist, a painting boat slowly rows in, and there are flower fairies dancing on stilts on the painting boat, colorful lanterns are embellished, there are vivid puppet shadow puppet shows, and there is an excerpt show that is about to be staged......

Wushan's poems have turned into a painting boat.

Above the painting boat, it becomes a space of its own, a small world.

And Wushan, looking at the painting boat that gradually drew to his side, there was a little more surprise and surprise between his eyebrows.

This is a textual object, and the painting boat is rare, and the space containing text is even rarer.

Wushan, who sang the poem, knew even more that this painting boat was not only beautiful, but also had the ability to travel through the void for a short time.

This is what surprised Wu Shan, this painting boat just seemed to have been drawn out of the void.

Qinglian Furong put away her laughter, stood curiously on the head of Wushan, and looked at the painting boat in front of her, a little shocked.

"Fleur, do you like it?"

"This boat is yours!"

Qinglian Girl Furong grabbed Wushan's ear, stepped forward, and asked very seriously.

"Wushan, really? Is this boat really going to be given to me? ”

Wu Shan nodded, stretched out his hand and handed the Qinglian Girl Hibiscus to the painting boat.

"Painting Boat...... Ship...... This is my ......."

"This is my ...... This is my family'......"

The green lotus girl Hibiscus is like a fairy, and it quickly blends into the unique atmosphere and lively activities on the painting boat.

Fleur scurrying around in the painting boat, her face was full of indescribable curiosity and endless excitement.

"Childe is a great talent!"

Yun Mengli didn't know when she came to Wushan's side, she stood there with a dignified face, accompanying Wushan to watch the Qinglian girl Furong make a fuss about the painting boat.

"Although Qinglian Lake is large, the coverage of the literary array is limited, and the hibiscus crown is restricted, and I often feel bored!"

"With Childe's painting boat, I think there will be more happy times in the future when I come to the Hibiscus crown!"

Wu Shan nodded and smiled, looking at the goddess Furong with a distant gaze, with a little more innocence on his face.

Such a time is happy for Fleur!

For Wushan, it is even more rare!

Simple, happy, and happy!

Wushan stayed in Qinglian Lake for two days in a row, and he was a little happy.

Of course, the fact that Wushan has become the guest of Qinglian Nuyun Mengli is also circulating in a small area in Qinghe City.

On the third day, Wushan bid farewell to the reluctant Hibiscus, and walked out of Qinglian Residence accompanied by Yun Mengli.

Looking at the back of Wushan's departure, an old woman appeared next to Yun Mengli at some point.

"Miss, the poetry of Wu Gongzi is hard to find through the ages!"

It was the old woman Yun Gu who appeared, as one of the supporters behind Yun Mengli, she cared about Yun Mengli extremely carefully.

Wushan has been in the heart of the island for the past two days, accompanied by Yunmengli, drinking and composing poems, so unhappy!

Yun Mengli didn't speak, nor did she give any explanation, but looked at the carriage in the distance of Wushan, and was distracted for a long time.

As the descendant of the Qinglian Holy Land, Yun Mengli has some secret techniques that can see through things like a person's cultivation and luck.

After getting along for the past two days, Yun Mengli found that Wushan was not only unfathomable, but there was also a dark fog like an abyss behind Wushan.

This fog made Yun Mengli feel frightened and curious.

After returning from Qinglianju, Wushan took two days of classes seriously.

Every day is a three-point line, and I have never walked out of the house, the academy, and the teacher's house.

On the morning of the third day, Wushan had just gotten up to wash up when he heard the guard Liu Hong report that a woman named Mei'er was asking to see him.

As soon as he heard the name 'Mei'er', Wu Shan's heart burst out, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Go, invite her in, I'll see her in the main hall!"

After instructing Liu Hong, Wu Shan turned his head and said to Xiao Yun'er.

"I'll come up with a bowl of ginger soup later, Mei'er arrived at the house so early, she must have come in the dark and drenched in frost."

"Yes, Childe!"

After Xiao Yun'er finished serving Wushan, she answered and went down to prepare ginger soup.

Mei'er's arrival, Wushan can guess without thinking about it, it must be something wrong with the drama beings.

A moment later, Wushan appeared in the main hall.

Mei'er, who had already drunk the ginger soup, was still in the dust, and after seeing Wushan, she immediately took out a letter from her arms and handed it to Wushan.

"Wu Gongzi, my young master has an explanation before leaving the city, if he does not return within seven days, the special slave will hand over this letter to Gongzi."

Wu Shan received the letter, his face did not change, and after telling Xiao Yun'er to prepare some food for Mei'er, he said to Mei'er.

"It's hard to come to me, you stay with me for a few days!"

Wu Shan behaved very indifferently, as if he had expected everything, and in Mei'er's slightly relaxed gaze, Wu Shan turned around indifferently and went back to the study.

In the study, Wu Shan squinted and finished reading the letter left by the play.

The content of the letter is very simple, and it is said that if the sentient beings do not return within seven days, it should be an accident.

And this letter is a stepping stone left by the drama sentient beings to Mei'er, the drama sentient beings do not have many friends, he hopes that when Wushan sees this letter, he will take Mei'er in for the sake of some affection between them.

After reading the letter, Wu Shan frowned, and he was thinking about what to do with this matter next.

It is impossible for Wushan to interfere in the task of dedicating the academy of all living beings.

But Wu Shan thought of a way, he could use the other tasks of the academy as a guise to watch from the sidelines, so as to understand the specific situation of the opera beings.

It's just that hopefully it's still too late!

After a while, Wu Shan greeted Liu Hong and Li Biao as usual and rushed to the academy.

In the outer courtyard, the maid Mei'er couldn't see any emotional waves from Wushan's flat expression, which calmed Mei'er's fluctuating heart a little.

"Sister Mei'er, don't worry! Childe went to the academy, and news will come soon! ”

"Yes, Sister Mei'er, don't worry, I'll be ...... these days"

Academy, Jingye Hall, Taiping Building.

After Wushan entered the academy, he did not go to class, but came directly to the Taiping Building to take the task.

The one who received Wushan was still Xu Lao.

In Wushan's eyes, this old Xu seems to never walk out of the Taiping Tower.

"You're not bad, unlike some people, who are stupid at reading!"

"What's the chaos outside the city? Some people still live in the dark, not asking about the world, black and white! ”

"When the time comes, all the people are dead, what can they do if they write the scriptures of the saints?"

“……”

Old man Xu caught Wushan for a while, and the words he said were all kinds of insinuations.

Old man Xu spoke so loudly that he didn't know who he was talking to in the academy.

As a student, Wu Shan can only be more humble and submissive in front of this old man.

"Coming to pick up the mission?"

"Yes, Elder Xu. The students knew that there was a lot of evil outside the city, and that there was a shortage of people in the city, so they came to do their part. ”

Old man Xu stared at Wushan, his cloudy old eyes were like a mirror, making Wushan's careful thoughts nowhere to hide.

"Students feel that being able to take on the tasks of the college while also going out of the city to find people should be the best of both worlds."

"That's pretty much it!"

Old man Xu didn't blame Wushan for being careful, but agreed with Wushan's idea, and echoed Wushan's sentence in Wushan's unexpected gaze.

"You can't take the sweeping mission?"

"Sweep mission?"

"That's right, it's to take some soldiers out, and when you see yin and evil, sweep all the way over."

As if he was afraid that Wushan would refuse this sweeping task, Old Man Xu explained two sentences and said the task very easily.

However, after thinking for a while, Wushan decisively took over the task.

"Okay, I'll take the sweeping mission!"

Wushan's decisiveness surprised Old Man Xu, he looked at Wushan and wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

"Then, go to the county guard mansion to get some people!"

Wu Shan took the token thrown by Old Man Xu, checked the task, and bowed to retire.

As for the task of playing sentient beings, Wu Shan did not mention a word.

But after Wushan had the sweeping order in his hand, he knew the task of playing sentient beings at a glance.

Out of the academy, Wushan boarded the carriage.

"When I go back, I'll give you a quarter of an hour to prepare, and then follow me out of the city to sweep!"

"Yes, Childe!"

Liu Hong and Li Biao were stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted and immediately responded to Wushan's request.

And in the house, Wushan called Xiao Qi'er, Xiao Yun'er, and Mei'er, and said in front of the three girls.

"I have a mission to go out of the city, you guys take care of your home!"

Without waiting for Xiao Qi'er and Xiao Yun'er to speak, Wu Shan turned his head to Mei'er and said.

"Your son-in-law has something to delay, I will look for an opportunity to take a look, you stay in my house for a few days, maybe there will be news later."

Hearing this, Xiao Qi'er and Xiao Yun'er nodded one after another, with a relaxed face.

It's Mei'er, and there is a trace of sadness on her face.

Wushan didn't explain much, Mei'er and Xisheng have been together for many years, and they both know each other very well.

The thoughts of all living beings, Mei'er should be able to guess some.

The reason why Mei'er came to Wushan was not for her own way out, but to ask Wushan to reach out to help the sentient beings.

Wushan understands this!

And Wushan is about to go out of the city, and Mei'er also understands Wushan's thoughts.

After letting Xiao Qi'er load some supplies for herself, Wu Shan, Liu Hong, and Li Biao whipped their horses and rushed to the county guard's mansion.

Nancheng, Bianjia.

When Wushan whipped his horse and rushed to the county guard's mansion, the cavalry captain was saying goodbye to his wife and two sons.

"Now it's getting more and more chaotic outside, urge them to do their homework, don't slack off!"

"Also, you two boys, Lao Tzu is not here, take care of your mother!"

"Lao Tzu is not here, you are the men of the family!"

"Do men understand? It's a big husband who can hold up a piece of the sky! ”

"I don't hear ......"

While guarding the city, he put on armor and stuffed things into his arms, and kept explaining the 'aftermath' in his mouth.

After packing up everything in the border guarding city, looking at his wife and his two sons, after touching his beard, he and the herald did not hesitate to get on their horses and leave.