After being silent for a moment, Hua Xie took out a pen and paper, and then on the ridge of the roof, he and Bai Gu determined the content of the exercise word by word.

Although Hua Xie knows a lot of words more than Bai Gu, the words are really indescribable, and it can be said that he is on par with Bai Gu, a beginner.

Under the starry night sky, two heads came together, studying each other...... Quite scribbled words.

The white paper shook the mud ideas, and the dirty one after another.

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A man in a green shirt slowly walked to a simple mud house and sat on a stone chair in front of the house.

The mud house is surrounded by sandy and petrified land, and there is no trace of dead trees, only a few bushes of wild grass, swaying in the wind, which is even more desolate in the setting sun.

"It was the sun that didn't know anything, and taught the wind and sand to kill people."

The man in the green shirt looked at the direction of the sunset, and his face was full of emotion, "Countless predecessors have succeeded each other in order to exchange for the beauty of this moment now." ”

The wooden door of the mud house creaked open, and out of it came a thin old monk, the exhaustion and tiredness on his face could not be hidden at all, but he still tried his best to make his expression kinder, "This benefactor, I have worked hard to come here, and there is nothing to entertain in the cold house, please forgive me." ”

When the man in the green shirt heard this, he hurriedly got up and folded his hands, "The younger generation has read and seen the old-timers." ”

The old monk looked at the handsome and high-spirited man in green shirt in front of him again, and couldn't help but have more appreciation in his eyes, "It turns out that he is the first to wake up from a big dream, and it is rare to be a few confused Yu Gongzi in a hundred years." I just heard about it before, but when I see it today, it's really terrifying. ”

The man in the green shirt, that is, Yu Yu, heard the old monk's words, and immediately looked flattered, and said in a modest and sincere tone: "It's just a false name, and it's really an honor for the younger generations to worry about it." ”

The old monk smiled and said, "Every little guy who has the hope of touching the zenith is a good child." It would be better if we could make it to the end. ”

"The seniors praised it falsely."

The old monk liked Yu Yu more and more, and his eyes were full of the elders' doting on the juniors, "Don't hang on to the seniors and juniors, just call the old monk like everyone else." ”

"How can that be?" Yu Yu remembered a certain secret, "The juniors still call you Guan Lao, what do you think?" ”

The old monk was a little surprised and nodded, "I can't imagine that after all these years, there will be people who will remember such a trivial matter." ”

"Guan Lao regards the big things in the world as small things, and the younger generation can only treat the small things in the world as big things."

"Haha, reading people just listen to it." The old monk came to the stone table and sat down, pressed his hand twice, and motioned for Yu Yu to sit down as well, "I've traveled thousands of miles to get here, what's the matter, Ah Yu?" ”

Yu Yu was a little dazed by the old monk's shout, and he was stunned on the spot for a while, and did not reply.

The old monk snorted, "I shouldn't mind calling you like that, right?" The title of Xiaoyu is already occupied by someone, so I can only wronged you. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, Guan Lao can call the juniors as much as he wants. It's just that this Ah Yu is a little sudden, and the juniors can't react. Yu Yu's face showed his usual smile again.

The old monk folded his hands and sang the Buddha's horn, "Just don't mind." ”

Although the old monk is far away from the world, he also knows some things.

For His Holiness.

Yu Yu shook his head lightly, and looked in a certain direction again, "The little Yu that Guan Lao just mentioned, is it ......?" ”

The old monk nodded and said, "It's the sword immortal from your hometown, speaking of which, he is still a fellow countryman with you." Your mountain is really full of talents. ”

"If you really want to count it, that uncle who should be regarded as a junior."

The old monk's wrinkled face rarely had a hint of a smile that really came from his heart, "That's really a coincidence, it's really wonderful." ”

"The younger generation came here this time to help Guan Lao."

"You?" There was a strangeness in the old monk's eyes, "I have good intentions, but if this matter spreads, it will not be good for you." ”

"Juniors are not afraid of being gossiped about. Besides, to solve problems for the hometown of the world, to share the worries of the predecessors and pioneers, all living beings in the world are responsible, who can't? Anyone is indispensable. Yu Yu sat upright, his body straight, "If you were afraid of those gossip, the younger generation would not be here at this time, and you would not have to come to Guan Lao's Ah Yu." ”

"You are a reader, and you should know the power of words." The old monk sighed softly.

"The younger generation knows that the trivial words in the world are as light as a feather, but they can become tigers with three people, and the power gathered together is as heavy as Mount Tai." Yu Yu's eyes sparkled, "But the younger generation acts, but the conscience is clear." As for other people's words, that is their freedom, and the younger generation cannot take it away, so let them go, it should be one Dao heart tempering after another. ”

The old monk really liked this young scholar who had just met for the first time, and couldn't help but say: "If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't leave here, the old man really wanted to make an exception and become a protector of the Tao." ”

It is true that Yu Yu's heart is as calm as a clear spring in an old well, and he rarely sees ripples, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly stopped: "Thank you Guan Lao for your love, but please Guan Lao don't say these jokes again." ”

The old monk shook his head, "The monks don't speak, this is what they say from the heart." ”

Yu Yu took a deep breath, "Guan Lao." ”

The old monk raised his head slightly, and his old face, which had finally stretched a little, wrinkled again, "After staying here for so many years, I met a junior who was happy with my eyes, and I didn't allow the old man to say something from his heart?" It's so majestic. ”

Yu read the eyes and nose, and the nose looked at the heart, and he didn't dare to take this hot potato-like stubble at all.

The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, but his tone softened, "It's okay, here, the old man is protecting you, don't be afraid." ”

The old monk has a tough attitude, but he treats Yu Yu very kindly, like a cub protector...... Old hens.

Yu Yu looked at the thin old man in front of him, and his nose couldn't help but sour.

Once upon a time, there was also an old man who stood in front of him as he does now, taking all the suffering and danger on his own, just to find a way for him to live.

The past can be recalled, but the old cannot be chased.

The old monk felt the subtle change in Yu Yu's mood, and also sighed: "It is really ...... that group of guys who did not distinguish between right and wrong back then, standing on the moral high ground and persecuting you to death."

Yu Yu hurriedly spoke: "Please also ask Guan Lao Mo to mention it again, you don't have to break the vows for those people, it's not worth it." ”

"You kid...... the old monk was full of emotion in his heart, and finally silently sang the Buddha horn and stood up, "Accompany the old man for a walk, and scatter your heart." The scenery here may not be as good as other places, but it's barely enough to see. ”

Yu Yu immediately got up, "It's an honor." ”

The old monk walked to Yu Yu's side, raised his hand, and stood on tiptoe slightly, so that he could pat the latter's shoulder, "By the side of the old man, don't be so restrained, relax." ”

Yu Yugang wanted to lower his figure a little so that the old monk didn't have to tiptoe, but the old monk held his shoulders and stopped his figure.

"You don't have to, feel comfortable." The old monk patted Yu Yu on the shoulder, "Tsk, it's good to be young, it's good to be tall and strong." ”

The old monk said, and walked out slowly.

Yu Yu was silent for a moment, smiled, and also raised his legs to follow, "It is rumored that Guan Lao was also a beautiful man who fascinated countless fairies and goddesses back then. ”

"Hehe, it's just skin, the old man doesn't care about this."

"Guan Lao has several juniors in the clan who are very good, and they have made achievements in various academies and palaces, rivers and lakes, mountains, and immortal sects."

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and besides, the old man has long been a monk and does not care much about the affairs of the clan."

"Guan Lao has been holding on here for countless years with the strength of one person, forcing back countless enemies, which is really a perfect fit for the sentence that one husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open."

"No, no, but whenever there is a choice, Lao Gao prefers to go to the mountains to retreat. There is the sound of sea water hitting the wall every day, and I was not used to it at first, so noisy that I couldn't sleep all night, but now it is much better. ”

"Guan Lao can actually put away the smile on his face."

"No, the old man has always been called a bitter man."

"That's because the juniors are wrong, Guan Lao said that if there is no, there is no."

"Ah Yu."

"What's the matter?"

"No, I just wanted to call you."

"Okay, the juniors have always been there."

"Okay, all right."

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"Whew, I finally got it."

On the roof of the inn, Hua Xie turned his stiff neck, crossed his hands again, and rubbed his sore wrists with each other, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

In just a hundred words, it took him and Bai Gu more than two hours to distinguish each other in their messy handwriting.

Bai Gu drew according to the approximate character shape, and Hua Xie guessed which word it was.

Then Hua Xie wrote all the possible words, and then Bai Gu discerned which word was more similar from Hua Xie's main handwriting.

After such a set of processes, the "translation" was completed in more than two hours, and the two of them were still very satisfied.

It's pretty fast.

While pinching his neck with his hands, Hua Xie picked up the exercises that had just been "translated" and looked at them again and again.

Soon, though, Hana's face turned strange.

"Xiaobai, are you sure that your exercise is only a first-class exercise?"

Bai Gu stretched his waist and slapped his mouth twice, "Well, otherwise?" It's not like I've never seen Ding and other exercises, but it's not so short. ”

"Most of the exercises can indeed be distinguished by the length of the article, but some special exercises have to be treated differently."

Bai Gu nodded, "Is the word for the exercise white?" ”

The corners of Hua Xie's mouth twitched, "That's the Ding Rank Exercise." But you have this exercise...... No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the power that Ding and other exercises can have. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Who's family Ding and other exercises, body and body techniques are combined, one technique is used for two purposes!" Hua Xie gritted his teeth, "It also has something to do with the stars, and I think it's too low to say that it's C." ”

"Dual-purpose? Didn't you say both? What is the difference between the two? ”

"It's just a little bit of the power of other contexts, just like eating green onion dipping sauce, just borrowing a taste, it's the icing on the cake. But one technique is dual-purpose, that is, two kinds of water in a riverbed, and the two veins that blend complement each other, just like the hemp flower of the old man Du in Guimian City, one cream and one sesame! ”

Bai Gu really couldn't imagine the taste of this kind of cannabis flower, so he had to change the analogy, "It's like a mandarin duck pot in a hot pot?" ”

Bai Gu has never eaten mandarin duck pot, but he has heard and seen it.

It's similar to a regular hot pot, but it's larger than a normal pot, and in the middle of the pot, a baffle will be erected to block the different soups on both sides from mixing.

Many mandarin duck pots are half white soup and half red soup. White soup is mushroom soup, bone broth, or directly the bottom of the pot with clear water. There is only one kind of red soup, and that is the red, fragrant and spicy butter pot base.

There is a hot pot restaurant in Yunshui City that focuses on butter pot base, and the business is good. Bai Gu once passed there, choked on tears and snot by the smell of chili peppers, and he didn't dare to pass there again.

Hua Xie shook his head, "If this is a mandarin duck pot, I won't be so surprised, after all, I seem to have heard the practice of the coexistence of body and body skills." But this ...... It's not so much a double marijuana flower, but a liver and waist fried, all mixed together. I've only seen it a few times now, but I have a feeling that this exercise is definitely not simple. ”

Hua Xie looked at Bai Gu, "Xiaobai, where did you get this exercise?" Pointing the way. ”

Bai Gu smiled, "When I left Yunshui City, my master took out a bunch of stones for me to choose, saying that it was up to my luck to choose what to choose, and I ended up with this from it." ”

"It's nice to have a sword immortal master!" Hua Xie's tone was full of envy.

Bai Gu smiled, noncommittal.

Of course, Bai Gu didn't tell the truth, but in fact, Bai Gu was not wrong.

This exercise was indeed developed by him himself.

It's just not a stone.

And the drunkard is a good master?

That's hell to go.