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"No, I couldn't find it in the morning, I didn't care about it at the time, I called all over the yard at noon, and I didn't find it. Now that Sister Xing is going out to look for it, she must have run out and been caught by the bad guys......" The more Xiaoxiao spoke, the more worried she became, and she almost cried. Usually, no matter where Xiaobai is, as long as she shouts, the little guy will appear in front of her.

There's trouble now...... If it was an ordinary person catching tiger cubs, Chang Jin would not be worried. With the agility and cleverness of this thing, it is impossible to catch it.

Chang Jin was afraid of those cultivators, he could see Xiaobai's abnormality, and he believed that other cultivators could also show it.

He released his divine sense and quickly filtered the entire courtyard, and sure enough, there was no trace of the little white tiger. Fortunately, there were no other abnormal auras around, which made Chang Jin feel a little relieved.

"Found it, found Xiaobai" At this time, Xing Su'er ran in excitedly.

"Where?" asked the little whisper.

Without waiting for Xing Su'er to answer, she saw a snow-white figure jumping into the courtyard, with half a fat hare in her mouth.

Looking at the hare that had been eaten off half of it, Chang Jin still didn't understand, this thing sneaked out of the city to hunt.

Chang Jin originally thought that the half of the hare that this little guy came back was for himself, but he didn't know that it went straight to the kennel, sent the hare to Shiba Dog, and then whined and roared in his mouth.

The meaning is obvious, it is to let the enjoy.

This little guy is not without conscience. Seeing this scene, although Chang Jin did not eat stewed rabbit meat, he was also very relieved.

The lively county exam quickly dispersed, and then Chang Jin and Wang Qi began to be busy preparing for the government exam.

The government test was held two months later, and there was not much time left.

The two have already discussed that the sooner they go to Fucheng, the better. First, you can be familiar with the environment, and secondly, you can prepare accommodation early, otherwise it will be difficult for students from all over the world to find a satisfactory inn.

When he left this time, only his sister and Xing Su'er were at home, and the two girls were afraid that something would happen, so Chang Jin specially asked Tu Yifang to help take care of it.

Tu Yifang naturally agreed, and specially sent two ghost generals to wait in the permanent house day and night.

As for the White Tiger, Chang Jin planned to wait for the government test to return and send it to Xiao Qian. The little guy is now beginning to grow his teeth, and these days he has been sneaking out of the city to hunt for food, and every time he will bring some prey home. Xiaoxiao and others have repeatedly taught lessons, but it has not been corrected.

I remember reading the novels of the Ming and Qing dynasties in my previous life, but most of the students who described ancient times were inseparable from the "Qin and Sword Bookbox". The same is true in this world, Chang Jin has a slightly heavy bookcase on his back, and when he and Wang Qinian step out of the house, they suddenly feel as if their identity has become a pure scholar.

"Read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles", this is the Confucian, the burden of traveling far away, measuring the world with footsteps, not only how many students are like this step by step, which does not know how many poems are left, so that future generations can taste the kind of mountains apart, thousands of miles of study tragedy and glory.

In the Qinjian bookcase, perhaps the bookbox can best reflect the identity and even dreams of ancient students, it is not loaded with a line-bound book, but also "Golden House", "Yan Ruyu" and other half-life honors and disgraces.

Out of the city, a carriage hired by Wang Qinian was already waiting at the gate of the city, and the three of them got on the carriage and rushed towards Wanshanfu City towards the rising sun.

Tongqu County is more than 200 miles away from Fucheng in a straight line, and even if you twist and turn along the official road, it is only four or five hundred miles away. Now he has used the magic of the end of the world, and it also has such an effect. However, with Wang Qinian by his side, Chang Jin was reluctant to show too much of his magical powers in front of him.

What's more, walking slowly all the way, watching the colors of the mountains and rivers, is also interesting.

It was only a few days before the end of the county test, but in just a few days, the fields had changed color, and when I looked up through the car window, there was a verdant green everywhere, mixed with a few bits of red in the middle.

Chang Jin sat in the car and was comfortable, but Wang Qinian was not like this, he fell asleep in a moment, and missed a lot of beautiful scenery along the way.

The carriage traveled very slowly, and by noon they had just passed Shangtai Town, and after they had eaten, they took a short rest and got into the carriage and set out on the road.

When it was almost dark, I finally arrived at a hotel to stay.

This hotel Chang Jin came to kill the white tiger a few years ago, although there was an interval of several months, but the guys in the store still had an impression of Chang Jin, and after welcoming them into the store enthusiastically, they took the initiative to talk about the disappearance of the white tiger in Huangnigang.

"So that the prince knows, now that Huangnigang is very peaceful, the white tiger has been killed by the land lord? I haven't heard of anyone being eaten again in the past two months, and even the official list has been torn off. ”

"Lord Land, how do you know?" Chang Jin asked with some confusion.

"This little one also listened to the nearby hunters that there is a mountain temple on Huangnigang, and it was the mountain god who gave them a dream. The shopkeeper wiped the table clean and invited them to sit down.

No wonder...... Chang Jin nodded, indicating that he understood. Then he ordered a few more meals, and the shopkeeper left.

"Yunsheng, how do you know the guys here?" After the other party walked away, Wang Qinian asked curiously.

"Oh, I was idle a few years ago, and I once traveled around to study," Chang Jin naturally wouldn't say anything about killing the White Tiger, and only opened his mouth to deal with it.

Due to the scarcity of guests in the hotel, the meals they ordered were quickly served. Chang Jin warmly invited the groom and Komatsu to eat together, but he didn't know that the groom said nothing. When he goes out, Komatsu is also strict in following the rules.

In desperation, Chang Jin had no choice but to let them go.

The two were eating, but they heard the shopkeeper shouting: "Where did the Taoist priest come from, this point is on the fate." Don't go in, wait at the door, I'll get you some leftovers. ”

"Poor Dao doesn't eat leftovers, likes to eat wine and meat, you get me a pot of good wine, a fat chicken, I'll leave immediately." There was a laugh outside.

Hearing the sound, Chang Jin's heart moved, and he hurriedly looked up.

"Fat chicken wine, you want to pour beauty. If you want to eat, you can give money, otherwise you will get out of me" The shopkeeper only teased himself as the other party, stopped the door and shouted.

"Hehe, I can eat even if I don't have money. A sloppy figure flashed at the door, and he had already gotten rid of the pull of the shopkeeper and walked quickly into the store.

This person was the sloppy Taoist priest he had met in Tongqu County a few months ago, and at that time he could see at a glance that Wang Qinian had an evil spirit on his body.

The Taoist priest entered the hotel, walked straight to Chang Jin and Wang Qinian, and said, "Hello two sons, let's meet again!" As he spoke, he stared at the top of the two heads, and the essence in his eyes flashed, and then became cloudy again.

"You are ......" Wang Qinian obviously recognized this person, and hurriedly returned the courtesy, "The Taoist is polite" Before the change, Wang Qinian would never be so polite to a Taoist priest.

It was only after experiencing the painting of the skin that his view of Taoism changed a little.

"I never thought I would meet two sons here, can I invite Lao Dao to have a drink?"

"Stinky Taoist, hurry up and let me out, don't delay the guests to eat" At this time, the shopkeeper felt that his hands and feet had strength, and hurriedly rushed in and pulled it.

Chang Jin's attitude was the opposite of Wang Qinian, he originally felt good about the Taoist Academy, but after a conversation with Chenghuang, he had a new understanding of the Taoist Academy.

For the gods, this "Tao" is tantamount to "theft".

But even so, in the face of this sloppy Taoist, it is really difficult to have a bad feeling.

"Man, we know this Dao Master, you can go and add a pair of dishes and chopsticks," Chang Jin commanded.

"Okay," the shopkeeper had to leave in response to this, and then took the dishes and chopsticks and placed them on the table.

"In the lower exemption of your surname Wang, this is my brother Chang Yunsheng. How many offenses did you take last time, and you haven't asked for the name of the Taoist Chief?" Wang Qinian asked again.

"Poor Dao Law Xuandong," the sloppy Taoist ate a few bites of food, drank two glasses of wine, and saw the shopkeeper standing beside him staring at him, so he called: "Xiao Er, go and bring me a bowl of rice, I haven't eaten a full meal for two days, and I'm hungry." ”

"Dao Chief, my corn has just come out of the pot, and it will take a while to cook, so you can eat it first." The shopkeeper didn't have much of a cold with the Taoist priest, pouted and turned to leave. Walking away, he muttered in a low voice, "The wild Taoist priest from there is a starving ghost." ”

The Taoist priest obviously heard these words, but he didn't care.

The three of them drank and chatted, and seeing that they were almost drunk, Xuandong opened his drunken eyes and said: "The two sons are both people who have university questions, and they are an ancient painting of poor Taoist puppets, and I want to ask the two sons for guidance." ”

After speaking, he took out a picture scroll from the cloth he carried with him, put it on the dining table, and slowly unfolded it.

Chang Jin looked at it intently, but now this picture scroll is very different from ordinary calligraphy and painting, with several dancing ladies painted on it, looking slender and graceful, all of which are stunning. The woman standing in the middle is full of eyebrows, smiling smartly, with beautiful eyes, and even more beautiful, like a goddess.

"What do the two sons think of this painting of Poor Dao?"