Chapter 458: Sword Immortal is just a small follower

Swings swinging around.

The little female crown in Confucian clothes with closed eyes basking in the sun on all fours, swaying in the autumn wind with the swing board.

It's warm and cool.

Ouyang Rong didn't call out the lazy insect Xiao Mojing, looked around the courtyard, and saw the little junior sister.

He turned and walked in the direction of the main house.

"She's flipping through a book, and she's not allowed to knock on the door."

"Flip books?"

Ouyang Rong turned back curiously and glanced at the wonderful idea.

The little one didn't know when, but he had already sat up, holding a rope thicker than her waist in both hands, swinging his short legs on the swing, looking at him with a crooked crown and a lazy voice:

"Well, it's normal for a book-turner to flip through a book, isn't it?"

Ouyang Rong's eyes were a little suspicious.

"It's still a fairy girl, say let her turn the book, let her turn the book, if you come alone, the ghost knows that the monkey year Ma Yue groped for the door, but well, she's still quite smart, maybe there is no fairy girl, and it's not too slow.

"Hehe, this fairy didn't eat your ink in vain, right?"

"You just said that you are brewing to promote the sixth grade."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, walked to the stone table in the courtyard, sat down and waited quietly.

"You're rude."

Miaosi swinged and looked at him sideways.

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Fairies also curse, right?" ”

"Hey, it's pretty sweet."

Miao Si lowered her head and wrenched her fingers:

"Reading humane and practicing is not just for the sake of simply breaking through the realm, suppressing people with force, and bullying the weak with the strong.

"Turning the book is not only the road to promotion, but also the growth of the mood, seeking a new scenery ......"

Under the rare bright sunshine in autumn, the little girl in Confucian clothes talked eloquently:

"From a reader to a flipper, the difference between one word and the difference between the clouds and the soil, many scholars in the world have not been able to come to this point from green silk to white hair.

"And from the flipper to the sage, one step away, there is a world of difference.

"The state of mind is renewed, and it must keep up with the growth of cultivation.

"Unlike other lineages, the three sects of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism all attach great importance to this point.

"Throughout the ages, among the three sects, those who can obtain the great realm are all people with a transcendent state of mind, so the three of them are the upper sects in the world, and they can enter the world and enter the dynasty and make exceptions to contaminate power.

"Especially Confucianism.

"Seven hundred years ago, in a certain dynasty, there was even something unprecedented in the ancient times of the Shengying Dynasty, tsk."

"All the saints?"

"It's the saints and sages of the Manchu Dynasty."

"What happened then?"

"After taking a big lesson, the vitality of Confucianism will be greatly damaged, otherwise there will be nothing to do with the two sects of Confucianism."

"Is there anything else, teachable?"

Ouyang Rong, who was sitting on the stone bench with his sleeves upright, nodded thoughtfully, and without asking much, he raised his head and looked at the sky:

"How long will it take for the little junior sister to turn the book this time, and will she be able to break through the realm when it is over?"

"I don't know. It's rare to enter the state of flipping books, if you break the mirror, more than three or four times, less than twice, depending on her luck, today is the first time.

"But it's really rare for a little girl like her to be so young and immersed in the realm of flipping books."

"That's not it, my wife is ugly." Ouyang Rong was a little embarrassed.

"Huh~" The little girl in Confucian clothes squinted at him.

Ouyang Rong was calm and tidy up his cuffs.

"Ouyang Lianghan, in fact, you are more suitable for reading."

Miao Si suddenly spoke, only to see her shake her head, and her tone was regretful:

"If you are in this realm, there is almost no bottleneck, with your talent and state of mind, it is easy to turn a book, and maybe you can break the record of the fastest flip book in hundreds of years, but it's a pity."

"It's a pity, the life of a certain little fairy will be gone, and everyone will have a calf that day."

"It's a little fairy, not a big fairy." She corrected it.

"Aren't they all the same?"

"I always feel like you're cursing when you call the little fairy."

"No dirty words."

"Don't think about Immortal Aunt Hu." Miao Si muttered: "You scholars are quite good at scolding." ”

"It seems that I have been scolded a lot."

", it's the smartest, there's no one!"

Looking at the little ink essence on the swing with his chest puffed up, Ouyang Rong smiled, are you quite proud?

Miao Si seemed to be in a good mood, humming a little song, shaking her head, she looked at Ouyang Rong, who was sitting on her lap, and said leisurely:

"I really didn't see it, you are also a great sword immortal, your fairy sword is quite handsome, what is your real name?"

"Fairy Sword?"

"It's the Ding Sword that those qi practitioners say, but isn't this the same as the fairy sword in the book, it can fly around, even if the qi practitioners in the world are mortal fetuses, you can fly with a sword, like a myth, how to fight, it's really unfair."

"Oh, that's right."

"What's its name?"

Ouyang Rong didn't answer, his face was as usual, and he asked instead:

"Also? You've seen other sword-wielders...... Hmm, Sword Fairy? ”

"I forgot."

"Can you forget this?"

"After being woken up by Xiaoxuan, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things."

"Uh-huh, I remember a lot of it."

"Nonsense, this fairy girl is just sleeping, and she is not brainless."

"No wonder you know so much, it seems that you have lived quite a long time."

"Hmph, it depends on who you compare with, your human race is one of the shortest-lived of the five insects, according to a certain book that this fairy Gu has read, in the era of ancient mythology, it is...... It's ......"

Ouyang Rong tried to answer: "Standing like a minion? ”

"Pretty much." She waved her little hand: "Anyway, it's a matter of being beaten every day, Kunlun Nanyuan can call you with a random alien, and you are also grateful to Dade for worshipping them as gods and immortals, if this fairy Gu catches up with that time, she will be a big fairy, but unfortunately, now the myth has disappeared." ”

Ouyang Rong smiled: "You know quite a lot. ”

"That's not it, this fairy Gu is the fairy of ink!"

"How long have you lived?"

"Don't forget, it's been a long time anyway, and I just sleep a lot......"

"Then why are you so low, and you are still being trained by Si Tian to be killed."

"Hey, that's a long story."

"Let's make a long story short."

"Hmph."

The little female crown in Confucian clothes stood up, leaned on the swing rope, hugged her chest with both hands, and pinned her little head:

"This fairy girl is not very good at fighting, although she is quite good at running, but when she wakes up this time, the ink ingot in her body has worn out too much and has become a little weaker, so she has to eat more ink to make up for it and restore the immortal power of the year.

"Hey, it's really a shrimp play in the shallow water of Longju, and a tiger falling in Pingyang was bullied by dogs."

Seeing the little man on the swing, he sighed old-fashionedly.

Ouyang Rong thought about it and warmly corrected it:

"You can't fight, what kind of immortal power is there, you can't call the tiger fall in Pingyang, at most, it's more harmless to humans and animals."

"You are harmless to humans and animals, and your whole family is harmless to humans and animals!"

"The little fairy curses again."

"Bah, bah, I won't talk to you."

Miaosi's cheeks bulged, and he stared at him with his hands on his chest:

"Don't be complacent, although this fairy aunt can't fight, but there have been followers around her before, but they are a top master, they can fight, and they can control the enemy with a little shot, so you don't need to bother this fairy girl to go out?"

"Entourage? Like what? ”

"Don't be like that, well, it's just you, in addition to opening your mouth, you also slightly meet the criteria for this fairy aunt to choose a follower, and you were quite chic when you chanted poetry and swords that day."

Miao Si turned around, turned her back to Ouyang Rong, raised her little hand, and waved it casually, and an arrogant voice came:

"That's it, Ouyang Lianghan, give you a great opportunity to be blessed, from now on, pay a tribute to this fairy Gu every day, and this fairy Gu will reluctantly let you follow you, well, go to your house first, from now on, you can be a powerful follower of this fairy girl, remember, this fairy Gu never accepts unknown people."

“……”

Why is it that the more I listen to it, the more wrong it becomes...... Ouyang Rong really wanted to ask about the specific definition of the word "follower" in Xiao Mojing's little head.

Oh, you and the world's first plus, you can also be regarded as the world's invincible combination, right, he can also be regarded as your follower.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched, but he didn't poke the last stubbornness of the face-loving little ink essence.

"What do you think? If you don't speak, you think a Hanlei ink ingot a day is too expensive, and you're not happy? ”

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to answer, Miaosi's little face showed a look of embarrassment:

"How can I wake up this time because I met a stingy poor ghost, or is the market bad now...... Forget it, I see that you saved the life of this fairy girl, and for Xiaoxuan's sake, then ...... How about one Hanlei ink ingot in three days? Or half a decade? Couldn't go any lower! It's only half a decade, if you are really hungry, this fairy aunt will go outside to forage for food, and find an unlucky bastard to get ink ......"

The little female crown of Confucianism stood with her hands behind her back, raised her head and didn't look at him, muttering a small modification of the conditions.

Ouyang Rong was silent, seeing that the little junior sister would have a long time, he stood up, didn't wait for the little junior sister who was immersed in the "flipping book" in the house, and walked directly towards the outside of the courtyard.

When passing by the swing, Ouyang Rong picked up the little female crown in Confucian clothes and stuffed it into her sleeve.

"You...... Ouyang Lianghan, you are so rude...... Hmm. ”

Ouyang Rong's face was calm, his sleeves rolled away the wonderful thoughts, and they left the little junior sister's boudoir together.

"Let's go, take you home, well, from now on, your entourage will be counted as next, let's go back first, don't bother the little junior sister, I have something to ask you."

"Yes, I ask for advice!"

"Okay, ask the fairy girl."

"Hmph, let's talk about something."

"Don't stick your head out yet, don't let outsiders see ......"

"Then don't touch this fairy girl!"

"I'm sorry for the accident......"

"You're rude!"

Soon, Ouyang Rong returned to the carriage with the little ink essence with the broken thoughts in his sleeve, and returned to the Huaiye Lane Mansion together.

returned to the study of Yinbingzhai and took away Ye Weilai and other maids.

Ouyang Rong let out the wonderful idea.

While the little girl in Confucian clothes was standing on the desk and looking around, Ouyang Rong asked casually while walking to the bookshelf to get things:

"You don't seem to like Taoist priests very much."

"It's not that I don't like it, it's very annoying."

"Why? Offended you? ”

"They are more rude than you, and they all have a stinky face, they are chattering, they like to live in the mountains, and they don't know what is good in the mountains, they are not interesting than the bald donkey, at least the bald donkey also knows how to run to the city, the temple is also built in style, there are many pilgrims in the city, there are many fools, and there is a lot of fun, at least it is not boring, unlike the Taoist temple in the mountains, why don't you go out of business."

Thinking of a certain young man in a Taoist robe with a paralyzed face, Ouyang Rong chuckled lightly and changed the topic:

"I haven't asked yet, how does the fairy girl dress indecently."

"It's not because of this Xunyang City, this fairy aunt woke up here, the tone here is a little weird, and it tastes a little uncomfortable."

"What does the weirdness have to do with what you're wearing?"

"It's a big deal, this fairy girl's clothes can't be changed at will, but it's exquisite, hum."

"Then don't wear it."

"You're so nasty."

Miao Si put her little hands behind her back and paced back and forth on Ouyang Rong's desk, kicking the upturned corner of the book from time to time, trying to flatten it like obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Anyway, after Ouyang Rong saw it, he thought that he might have inherited the habit of making ink ingots when he was pressed into the corner of the book in the study.

She snorted:

"But Ben Xiangu didn't expect that after sleeping for so long, she put on such a new world, and the chaotic times of the original Hu and Han were unified with the Qian, and the three sects of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism began to faintly converge, especially in this Xunyang City, where the three sects of culture converged...... Tsk, that's why this fairy girl wears this shape. ”

"Fortunately, it's wearing a Taoist crown, not a bald donkey."

"You, you're looking for death."

"You know a lot about readers."

"Well, it seems to be three hundred years ago, at that time, this fairy Gu followed a bunch of northern scholars and scholars to the south, and came to this Jiangnan, at that time, there was no Jiangnan saying, not called Jiangnan Road, what is the land of Wu Yue, but it is poor and remote, well, I also met a lot of northland families who inherited and flaunted the clothes of the Chinese people on the way, and later, some of them became more popular than the emperor.

"But if I slept for too long, there were a lot of things that many people had forgotten, and I only had a vague impression."

"You mean the well-dressed Nandu?"

Miao Si didn't answer, scratched his head, and suddenly asked:

"By the way, Xie Lingjiang's Xie is Chen Jun Xie's Xie, right?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"This fairy aunt knows, it is worthy of the same lineage, I remember that there was also a talented girl in the Xie family of Chenjun before, this fairy aunt has seen it, maybe she is not as good as the appearance, but she is more talented, but this woman is a pity......"

"So, you really have a lot of followers?"

"That's not it, Ben Xiangu used to have a little follower who could become a poem in seven steps, not much worse than your literary talent of killing one person in one step that day...... Wait, it's not! This...... What is it? You took out this booklet, what words are on it, this fairy Gu is not mistaken! ”

""True Message", Shangqing is a peerless school, don't you know the fairy?"

"Of course this fairy Gu knows, but ...... But how can you have a bull's nose? ”

"Can't I have it, this class is a little easier to learn, pick up a copy, idle is idle, what's wrong with learning? and do not break the law. ”

"It's not a crime, you...... Something is wrong with you! ”

"What's wrong, you just have an inherent impression, didn't they all say that the three sects of the world converge, and they also converge below, well, I heard that the most lacking thing in the talisman drawing is a kind of spiritual ink that is rare in the world, and the fairy aunt knows, where does this spiritual ink come from?"

The small figure of Miao Si who was pacing on the table suddenly froze, and the atmosphere in front of the table was silent for a while, only to hear a weak tone coming:

"That...... Is it too late to leave? This fairy girl really wants to thank the girl...... Can you go back and ......?"

Ouyang Rong was silent, but the smile on his face became more and more kind.

Not long ago, the arrogant and domineering little ink spirit showed a smile that was uglier than crying:

"Ouyang Gongzi, you ...... Can you change the attendant? ”

The handsome young man, who was a little follower, leisurely stuffed a pamphlet into her hand where she had nowhere to dodge, and at the same time hooked her fingers and touched the little head:

"Fairy-sama, please."

“……”

(End of chapter)