"The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin.

The moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion. Confucius said: 'What is ugly? ’”

With Lin Ke's writing, Xi He finished reading the entire Burrow, and he was also shocked in place.

Lin Ke put away the pen and was very satisfied, and the handwriting this time was also very good.

"The Burrow" was made when Liu Yuxi was demoted, when the magistrate of the place where he was demoted saw that he was demoted, deliberately made it difficult, and forced him to move three times, the area was smaller than the previous time, and in the end it was only a fighting room.

So Liu Yuxi angrily wrote down this "Burrow Inscription", and asked someone to engrave a stone tablet and stand in front of the door.

Although Xi He's experience is different from that of Liu Yuxi, the situation he faced is similar.

In the world, there should be many, many people in the underworld, who may be frustrated, confused, or determined.

However, there should be some voices in their support.

Lin Ke stood up and looked at the accumulated aura in the sky, feeling a little pity in his heart.

The vision formed by the convergence of so many literary qi, if only the main body was there, it could be put away with the staff of the Holy Quasi.

He made up his mind in his heart that it would be better to write some poems and famous articles in the future.

This time, though, the vision seemed to be a little different.

"Wind ...... Wind Wind ...... Storm and clouds? ”

Wu Chujian on the ground directly screamed out in a gaffe.

The saint is now, a hundred schools are singing, the heaven and the earth are shocked, the world is spreading, the wind and clouds are moving, the ghosts and gods are crying, the chant of thousands of miles, and the sound of a hundred miles.

Judging from the content of the tone of this intention, at least it is a level of turmoil.

The night sky of the entire capital was covered with a thick atmosphere, and countless people were so shocked that their thoughts rose to see what was happening.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? ”

"What a strong atmosphere! Who is it?! ”

"I heard that there is a snow hidden person born in the Holy Realm, is it possible?!"

"You have forgotten that the genius who can generate poetic visions also has one in my Great Wei Holy Dynasty."

"The Burrow? What a "Burrow"! ”

In the sky, countless thoughts were exchanging, and then they rushed to Lin Ke's location.

Lin Ke also regained his appearance at this time.

"Sure enough, it's Lin Ke!"

"Lord Lin is so Yaxing, come here to write an inscription at night."

"Huh? Why is it called 'Ming'? Could it be that it will be engraved on the stone tablet later? ”

These people found out that it was written by Lin Ke, and they were immediately happy.

And a familiar voice also sounded beside Lin Ke.

"Lin Ke, I just left, you can write good things!" A little annoyance came from Ye Jun's thoughts.

He had just finished helping Lin Ke run errands and left, but he never wanted to turn his head and Lin Ke wrote a good article quietly.

"Brother Ye, is this the talent you want to bring every other day? Sure enough, it's the dragon and phoenix among people! ”

There is a voice communicating with Ye Jun, it should be Ye Jun's peers at the meeting in a few days.

However, there were also several different voices that sounded in the night sky.

"This is the contemporary Tianjiao of China? It's all about the storm, but that's it! ”

"My master composes a hundred miles of poems every day in the Holy Realm, and it is not uncommon for the wind and clouds to move."

"Oh, there are many people like this among my people."

The words are unceremonious, either provocative, disdainful, or cold.

It seems that for them, Lin Ke's vision of turmoil is just ordinary.

These are the people of the Great Saint Realm!

Lin Ke listened to all kinds of sounds in the night sky, but he didn't react much, even if some of them wanted to belittle him, he didn't care.

The Internet in the previous life is much more terrible than this, all kinds of abuse and violence without knowing the truth emerge in an endless stream, if you can't bear this, what else does he say that he is a reader?

He didn't care about the upper echelons in the sky, but the lower echelons on the ground.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been charged more than one year's fee, and now I am going to refund the fee here." Lin Ke looked at the surrounding residents, Xi and the neighbors' doors.

That Wu Chujian was also very knowledgeable, and he got up from the ground in an instant, and went to kick the bodies of Manager Yu and Lu Renjia.

The two of them stood up together, and then hurriedly stood behind Wu Chu's fitness, bowing down and not daring to speak.

"To retreat, we must give the people ten times the amount of the fee, and we will not charge any more fees in the future!" Wu Chujian was already sweating profusely at this time, only thinking about how to get through today's difficulties.

"It doesn't have to be this way." Lin Ke waved his hand: "It's normal to have some work and some income, as long as you don't go back on your word." ”

At the beginning, it was said that a room was fifty wen, and then it was said that it was fifty taels of silver, which was a reversal.

At the beginning, it was said that fifty taels, and the price was reduced all around, and the tenant felt that it was expensive and then went to make trouble, asking for it to be reduced to fifty yuan, which was also a reversal.

The people who live here live here because of this price, as long as they don't make up last year's payment after the price increases.

"That's what my lord said." Wu Chujian had a teachable expression.

Some of the people in the portal, hearing the movement outside, could vaguely guess what was happening at this time.

So some people came out of it one after another, and with curiosity, caution, fear, and anticipation, they secretly looked here.

"Let's go send them one by one."

Lin Ke said softly.

Wu Chujian immediately led the two people behind him and walked over quickly.

The silver on Lu Renjia's body had not yet been handed over, and it was all in his pocket, so he went door to door to return the so-called silver collected before.

And at this point, those thoughts also had a rough idea of what was going on.

"It's just such a small thing, and I was inspired to write such a vision article?!"

"I'm a good girl, it's terrible, it's terrible!"

"Hmph, there are few visions, but they are common in the Holy Realm."

"Young man, the Holy World is a small world, how can it be compared to the Great World of Shenzhou? You don't believe it, try it yourself. ”

"Lin Ke's talent is really rare."

"I think Lord Lin's ability may be comparable to that of the pre-Qin saints."

These thoughts couldn't help but be amazed, because it was really unpleasant to write such an eternal article for a few taels of silver.

I'm so jealous!

People have worked hard all their lives, so they beg to write an article, praying for at least a hundred miles.

What about the result of Lin Ke?

When you visit a friend, you are suddenly unhappy, and if you are unhappy, you will write an article, and when you finish writing, you will be in turmoil.

It's too much.

"Hey, this "Burrow" seems to be quite useful......"

"Let me try...... Good guys, can you reinforce the building? Can it still calm my mind and calm my mind? ”

"This kind of protection is very useful! It's useful! ”

"Maybe it will work wonders against barbarians outside of Shenzhou!"

"If a strong wall had been built, this psalm would have been of great merit!"

boasted and boasted, these people found that this "Burrow" actually has a special effect!

At the same time, the changing tone of the wind and clouds in the sky fell from the sky, and was attracted by Lin Ke and directly poured into the capital.

Seen from above, the massive amount of culture, as if there were hundreds of waterfalls, avoided the official residences floating in the sky, and then poured into thousands of households in the city like a tsunami.

"Ke, those who look at the world are not ashamed of the Burrow." (End of chapter)