Island in the middle of the lake, small building in the middle of the lake.

The trail is far away, the blue waves and water are far away, there are beautiful women waiting at the door, wearing Luo clothes to show the bright and graceful figure, and the waist is wearing beautiful jade flashing inch by inch Yaohua.

Yun Mengli's fox eyes are gentle as water, and her smile is charming.

When Wushan was approaching, Yun Mengli bowed and saluted, scorching its brilliance, and a smile and a cheek were everyone's wind.

Wushan closed the fan and raised his hand to return the salute, and his eyes unconsciously had a little more appreciation.

"Childe, Mengli has been waiting here for a long time!"

"Excuse me!"

Yun Mengli's words are shallow and gentle, and they seem to be coquettish.

Facing Yun Mengli, the veiled Qinglian girl in front of her, Wu Shan looked very indifferent, because he was still familiar with her.

Through the last close contact between the two sides in the island lake, the relationship between Wushan and Yun Mengli has become a lot closer.

"Childe, please!"

Yun Mengli didn't say much, and led Wushan to the long pavilion where the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras was pleasant.

Before entering the pavilion, Wushan saw the so-called acquaintance.

Smell people's sweat!

It turned out to be this stinky guy, Wu Shan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Not long ago, Wushan entered the literary world for the first time, and saw a speaker named Han Qing in the Qingguo branch area, saying that he had lived in Qinglian Lake for a long time, which did not seem to be presumptuous.

Wushan saw the sweat of the people who shook their heads in the pavilion, folded the fan in his hand, and released his pride, laughing, the sound was like thunder, and it was spread far away.

"I haven't seen him for many days, Brother Khan Qing is still phoenix-like, heroic, jade-metallographic, dignified, and ......"

Wu Shan said it very smoothly, these adjectives were used by Wen Ren Han Qing to describe himself when Wu Shan and Wen Ren Han Qing met for the first time.

Wushan's string of words is spoken, and anyone knows that there is a meaning of molestation.

However, when the object is a narcissistic maniac who thinks very highly of himself, the effect of flirting is not great.

I saw that after hearing Wushan's praise, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

After Wushan finished speaking, Han Qing heard that he actually got up from his position and came to the door of the pavilion to greet Wushan.

"Haha...... You Wu Zangyuan is not bad, although you don't look very good, but you still have strength, and you can even be on the show list, not bad, not bad! ”

Wushan will not argue with this kind of arrogant guy by nature, Wen Ren's sweat is a donkey, and if you touch his hair, there are many benefits, and you can also call him a brother.

Yun Mengli looked at the two of them who were arching their hands and praising each other, and a trace of a smile was hidden in her eyes, not revealing it.

When Wushan was seated, the melons and fruits were put on the table, and the wine was poured, Yun Mengli proposed that the three of them have a drink together.

In this way, after three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Yun Mengli asked Wushan euphemistically.

"A few days ago, I was physically and mentally tired from exploring the secret realm, and today it was rare for the academy to rest, so I wandered all the way to Qinglian Lake and came in to have a look."

Wushan said very casually, and did not indicate that he was here to find Furong to relieve his boredom.

Hearing this, Yun Mengli smiled slightly, and raised her thin white hand gently, and the background music around the pavilion dissipated.

"It's a coincidence, the concubine and the young man were still talking about the son's inclusion in the show list, the son is talented, and the dream has been admired for a long time!"

Wu Shan smiled, raised his glass of thanks, and drank it all.

After Wushan put down the wine glass, Yun Mengli glanced at the sweat and said softly.

"The concubine was about to send someone to invite the son, but I didn't expect the son to come to the door automatically!"

Wu Shan straightened his body, leaned forward slightly, and listened attentively.

Yun Mengli smiled slightly, silently looked at Wen Ren, and handed over the initiative of the topic to the latter.

Hearing the people's sweat, he drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and said to Wushan with a sense of superiority.

"Wu Zangyuan has ever heard of the "You You White Book"?"

Behind the desk, Wushan, who was originally calm and calm, after hearing the words 'You You Baishu', his eyes instantly narrowed into slits, and his eyes were full of caution when he looked at Wen Ren's sweaty eyes.

Wu Shan didn't speak, but nodded his head and answered the question.

The change in Wushan's expression, Wen Ren's sweat and green eyes, the sense of superiority on his face became even stronger.

"Wu Zangyuan, you and I have similar tastes, I now officially invite you to join me and Mengli in the "You You White Book", are you willing to go?"

Wu Shan didn't speak, just looked at Wen Ren with more serious eyes.

Wen Ren smiled and took out a white paper without a title from his arms, and cautiously put it on the desk in front of him.

After doing this, Wen Ren Hanqing looked at Wushan with a kind of 'brother is not very good' eyes.

As for Wushan, looking at the white paper, he has fallen into deep thinking.

"You You Baishu" is not the title of a book, but the title of a class of books.

In this world, from ancient times to the present, I don't know how many readers have appeared, and there have been countless nameless books, in addition to the world-famous sage classics, these nameless books are also a part of this world, and they are also a large part.

Some books are very literal because of their content, some are turned into gods, and some are turned into physical objects...... Some have even turned into a small world.

And these books that have been turned into a small world, nameless, divided, and reputationless, are collectively known as "You You Baishu".

This kind of book, because it embodies the author's talent and values, can not only increase the reader's knowledge, but also allow the reader to precipitate himself and gain a lifetime or more insights.

Therefore, the value of a "You You White Book" is very high, it is like a treasure.

I don't know how long I pondered, Wu Shan raised his head and said solemnly to Wen Ren Khan Qing.

"Whether there is a gain this time or not, I owe Brother Han Qing a favor."

"Hahaha...... Okay, you're quite capable of something! ”

Wen Ren Khan Qing is not a fool, the favor of the big master on the show list, the more the merrier, there is always a time to get it.

Seeing that Wushan agreed, Wen Ren Hanqing turned his head to look at Yun Mengli, and his voice was suddenly much softer, extremely numb.

"Mengli, are you ready? When are we going to visit the book? ”

Wu Shan, who had just lifted the wine glass, was a little unsteady by the sound of the numbness, and a little wine was spilled on the desk when his right hand trembled.

Wu Shan glanced at Yun Mengli, under the latter's veil, his face did not change, his eyes were clear, his smile was full of smiles, and he was lukewarm to the flattery of Wen Ren's sweat.

"Wenren Gongzi wait for a while, wait for the concubine to prepare!"

When the words fell, a stream of literary qi poured out from Yun Mengli's body, and an enchantment was held up outside the pavilion.

Under the shroud of the barrier, all disturbances from the outside world are isolated.

In this way, Yun Mengli withdrew her hand and smiled faintly, the fox's eyes widened, and the slightest wisps of charm flowed out and looked at Wen Ren's sweat.

Yun Mengli's eyes full of charm made Wen Ren look a little stupid.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Wu Shan's coughing woke Wen Ren, who not only did not feel ashamed, but looked at Wu Shan angrily, blaming Wu Shan for disturbing his sweet dream.

"Don't look at me, I'm not beautiful!"

"Vomit ......"

After Wen Ren Hanqing made a vomiting action, he straightened his body seriously and stretched out his hand to open the first page of You You Baishu.

At the same time, an enchantment appeared on Wushan, Wenren's sweat, and Yun Mengli's bodies, which was a means of defense and a measure to prevent mutual disturbance.

In the next second, the white paper in front of Wen Ren Khan Qing, the words on the pages jumped out of the paper, emitting golden light, enveloping Wushan, Wen Ren Khan Qing, and Yun Mengli.

That is, the time of three breaths, Wushan, Wenren Hanqing, and Yun Mengli fell into a meditative state one after another, and their minds had been drawn into the You You White Book.

It is also strange to say that although the three of them are in a meditative state, everyone maintains the expression of the moment before they entered.

Wen Ren sweat is expectant, Yun Mengli is indifferent, and Wushan is eager.

The small building in the middle of the lake suddenly fell into silence.

……

The world in the book, Youzhou.

Pingyang County, Pingyang Town, the county seat.

A wisp of cold wind entered the window, waking up the reader who was lying on the desk.

When the cold hit, Wushan woke up from his dream and looked up at the snow outside the window.

After a long time, the distracted Wushan woke up and muttered to himself.

"Reading hard in the cold window, a wisp of cold wind wakes up the dreamer."

"Is this the world of the White Book?"

"I ...... My name is Nanshan...... Role-playing? ”

However, when Wushan really reacted, it was not his name that surprised him, but his own figure.

With small arms and legs, Wushan became a six-year-old child.

Wu Shan stretched out his tender white hand, watched carefully, and was speechless for a long time.

"Shan'er, rest meeting, Lin Xiaomei from the house next door is coming to play with you!"

Suddenly, a familiar and loving voice came into my ears, accompanied by a woman wearing a robe, wearing a blue belt around her waist, and the woman walked into the study, her eyes full of love.

"Mother!"

Somehow, after this 'mother' blurted out, Wushan's heart stirred up ripples.

Just when Wushan felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with the situation, a little head poked out from behind his mother and called out sweetly, "Brother Nanshan".

This 'Brother Nanshan' directly shouted Wushan numb.

When Wushan looked at it, he realized that it was Lin Xiaomei from the family next door.

Lin Xi, nicknamed Lin Xiaomei, is a childhood sweetheart in Nanshan (Wushan).

"Oh, you guys play in the backyard, it's cold outside, remember not to run out of the yard!"

"Mother, I'm going to make something to eat for you!"

After speaking, the woman in Luo Skirt turned around and walked out of the study, leaving the little girl Lin Xiaomei to Wushan.

"Brother Nanshan, are you studying?"

"Brother Nanshan......"

To be honest, Wushan was distracted again just now, because Lin Xiaomei in front of him also had a pair of fox eyes.

It's just that the little girl is innocent and pure, her big eyes are flickering, and there is no charm flowing out.

"Brother Nanshan......"

The little girl Lin Xiaomei pulled Wushan's arm and shook it constantly, thinking that she had disturbed her Nanshan brother's study, and kept saying soft words to apologize.

Wu Shan came back to his senses, looked at Lin Xiaomei, and said in a daze.

"Dreams... Dream... Glass? ”

It's a pity that Lin Xiaomei didn't react, tilted her little head, and looked at Wushan with a surprised face.

"Little sister!"

Wu Shan breathed a sigh of relief, immediately changed his name, and called out to his little sister affectionately.

"Brother Nanshan, I'm here!"

Lin Xiaomei saw that Wushan was back to normal, and called herself affectionately, but Lin Xiaomei was very happy, shaking Wushan's arm and constantly responding.

"Brother Nanshan, I'm here!"

"Brother Nanshan, I'm here!"

“……”

The delicate and immature female voice slowly relaxed Wushan's mind.

Wushan looked at the snow outside the backyard and secretly warned himself: If you come, you will be safe.

"Leave Wushan, leave everything behind, I'm Nanshan now, I'm Nanshan."

When Wushan raised his head again, the childish Nanshan's eyes were a little more firm and pure.

"Little sister, do you want to go out and play in the snow?"

"Yes! Think! Brother Nanshan, little sister wants to play in the snow! ”

Nanshan smiled, stretched out his little white hand, grabbed another little white hand in the palm of his hand, and the two little children giggled and went to the osmanthus tree in the backyard.

In the backyard, Nanshan tricked Lin Xiaomei into going under a two-person tall osmanthus tree, and shook the trunk when Lin Xiaomei looked up to find the bird's nest in Nanshan's beak.

A burst of snowflakes fell, and Nanshan and Lin Xiaomei were covered with snow all over their bodies.

Nanshan pointed at Lin Xiaomei and laughed, Lin Xiaomei pointed at Nanshan and smiled lightly.

After the two children laughed enough, Nanshan reached out and patted the snow on Lin Xiaomei's body, and grabbed the little girl's braid from time to time to play with it.

Looking at Brother Nanshan who was patting the snow for herself, Lin Xiaomei also stretched out her tender white hand and patted the snow on Brother Nanshan's body.

"Little sister, do you want to build a snowman?"

"Brother Nanshan, I think!"

Nanshan laughed, pulled Lin Xiaomei around the backyard to collect snow, and within an hour, the two snowmen holding hands, with noses and eyes, held hands and stood in front of Nanshan and Lin Xiaomei.

"Brother Nanshan, this one is you; This one is me, Lin Xiaomei. ”

Lin Xiaomei was very happy, took Nanshan's frozen little hand, pointed to the snowman with great excitement, and substituted herself and Nanshan into it.

It didn't take long for Lin Xiaomei's excitement to subside, and she found that Brother Nanshan's hands were frozen, so she hurriedly put Brother Nanshan's hands into her arms and left the warmest position to Brother Nanshan.

"Brother Nanshan, are you better?"

"Brother Nanshan, is the little sister warm?"

Nanshan shook his head with a smile, and looked at Lin Xiaomei, the girl's little face that was frozen red and fluttering, like a blooming red lotus, and like a flowing fire in June, scorching hot and warm.

After a moment, the pair of childhood sweethearts laughed again.

……

This winter, thousands of trees are withering, the wind and snow are falling, and it is cold to the bone!

In Pingyang County, a child Nanshan woke up.

Winter goes to spring, the earth returns to spring, the warm sunshine sprinkles all over the backyard, and there are two tender children's voices wafting out.

"All words and actions must be peaceful."

"Nine times out of ten, just to panic."

"Stand still and speak calmly."

"Don't be frivolous and make people laugh and scold."

“……”

"It's better to be faint all day than a cow or a horse"

This is a children's rhyme, Nanshan and Lin Xiaomei sat on the wooden swing together, singing in unison, with crisp voices and clear sentences.

The spring breeze was blowing, the swing was rippling, Lin Xiaomei grabbed the rope with one hand and held her Nanshan brother with the other, her little face was full of joy and satisfaction.

"Brother Nanshan, change one, change one!"

Nanshan turned his head to look at the little fox eyes, smiled and nodded, thought about it, and changed to a children's song that both of them liked.

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much."

"I'm waiting for tomorrow, and everything will come to an end."

"If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring will go and autumn will come."

"Look at the water flowing eastward, and watch the sun set in the west."

"A hundred years and tomorrow can be geometric, please listen to my song tomorrow."

After the song was sung, Nanshan was silent, but Lin Xiaomei shouted excitedly.

"Brother Nanshan, we will play tomorrow, and we will play tomorrow...... Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much. ”

Hearing this, Nanshan turned his head and chuckled and responded in a low voice.

"Okay, we'll play tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow ......"

……

Pingyang Town, the corner of the street.

There was a tattered old beggar who held a skinny little beggar in his arms, and used his body and a small pot of charcoal fire to warm the little beggar.

"Grandpa, I'm cold!"

"Xiaoqingbei, don't be afraid, we have a charcoal fire, and it will be hot in a while!"

"Grandpa, I'm hungry!"

"Xiao Qingbei, bear with me, when the day comes, grandpa will go and ask you for some food."

"Grandpa, I want to sleep!"

"Hmm...... Sleep, grandpa watching you!"

……

It was early spring, the weather was just warm, the day was early and late, on the unmanned street, a pair of hard-working grandchildren depended on each other, fortunately a kind family, handed out a pot of warm charcoal, otherwise there will be more than one large and one small two pieces of loess outside the town.

When it was dawn, the old beggar woke up the sleepy-eyed little beggar, cleaned up and took the little beggar and begged along the street.

It is said that there are not many good people in the world, and it is really hard to find in the world!

Begging is hard, as difficult as a pig or a dog.

After begging early in the morning, the old and the young beggars were so hungry that they couldn't walk, and they didn't ask for half a steamed bun, let alone vegetables and rice.

"Grandpa...... Grandpa......"

The little beggar called out to the old beggar twice, and his breath weakened, and he fainted with hunger.

The old beggar hugged the little beggar and desperately called for his grandson.

"Qingbei...... Qingbei ...... Qingbei ......"

The little beggar was still asleep and did not wake up.

The old beggar wanted to cry, he wanted to wake up his grandson, he knelt down and prayed, he begged to worship God.

Perhaps God was moved, and the door behind the old beggar creaked open.

A small head poked out, and a pair of small fox eyes looked curiously at the beggars.

"Grandpa, why are you crying?"

Before the little girl could continue to speak, the old beggar had already pounced in front of the little girl, kowtowed, and bowed.

"Little Engong, please save us, my grandson is hungry...... He's dead! ”

When the old beggar said the word starvation, the old man burst into tears and crawled on the ground whimpering.

The old beggar's actions frightened the little girl, and the little girl was stunned and at a loss.

It was a long time before the little girl looked back at the woman behind the door.

"Mother!"

The woman behind the door stretched out her head and looked at the old beggar who was prostrate on the ground, and the little beggar who was unconscious over there, and sighed.

"Little sister, take it to them!"

The lady took a small basket from the maid beside her, which contained a pot of water and a few steamed buns, and handed it to her daughter Lin Xilin.

Lin Xiaomei took the food handed by her mother, and the fox eyes, which had become red and swollen due to the old beggar crying, became bright and abnormal.

"Grandpa, this is food!"

The crisp words made the old beggar crawling on the ground like a life-saving straw.

The old beggar took the basket and kept kowtowing in thanks.

"Thank you, little Engong!" "Thank you, little Engong!" "Thank you, little Engong!"

After the old beggar thanked him for his kindness, he hurriedly took out the water and sent it into his grandson Qingbei's mouth little by little.

After the little beggar Qingbei came to his senses, he crushed the steamed buns into crushed foam and fed them to his mouth little by little.

Later, the little beggar Qingbei woke up completely and was held in the arms of the old beggar.

"Qingbei, quick, thank you for this little engong!"

"It was this little engong who saved us!"

The little beggar Qingbei opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes, heart, and soul was a pair of fox eyes that were extremely cute.