Qin Mu looked at the pensive crowd on the screen in front of him, and slowly dispersed the screen.

Although the spirituality of the twelve golden people has been restored, they cannot speak so much, and every time they speak, there is a delay, and that delay is their reaction period.

But as the treasure of the town, everything about luck is naturally very clear.

Therefore, after asking everything about luck, he told the emperor through the mouth of the golden man.

Now that he learned about the current situation of these treasure holders, his recent doubts have all dissipated, and he put on his shoes and went to the ground in a relaxed mood.

When I opened the door, I saw Cang Bo teaching the three children to read and write in the shade of the tree, and they were sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, one holding a brush, and the paper was also placed in front of them.

It's just that before I can write a few words, my face, hands, and clothes are already covered with ink.

Cang Bo, who was standing on the side, was already trembling with anger, but he didn't dare to scold the three boys.

After all, the old demon of Cangshan who left them behind didn't seem to be a figure that the Qin Mansion could provoke.

Qin Mu was amused by Cang Bo's appearance of standing aside with his heart covered, and couldn't help but get closer, and then picked up the blue book that was buckled upside down on the table.

When I looked at it, my eyes widened.

He knew the words above, but he was a little at a loss as to what they meant when combined.

What is the hell? Ming Ming? What's the hell? How can it be opened?

He glanced up at Cangbo, shook the book in his hand, and said in astonishment: "You just teach them this?" ”

When Cang Bo heard him ask, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Didn't you start learning from this 'Tianwen' when you were a child?"

When Qin Mu heard him say this, he immediately put down the book, chatted casually and then turned around and went back to the room.

He was very worried that if Cang Bo asked him about the content of the book on a whim, he would be embarrassed if he didn't.

Cang Bo didn't think about it that much, and after he saw Qin Mu return to the room, he continued to pay attention to the pen of the three little boys.

Cang Ziyu is well-behaved, although he doesn't understand the content of those words, and it is very ugly to write, but after all, he writes stroke by stroke.

And Cang Sha Sheng and Cang Sha Ren were originally naughty and mischievous.

There was Cang Bo staring at it before, and the two of them were a little more restrained, even if they couldn't read it, they couldn't write it, but at least they were pretending.

But while Cang Bo and Qin Mu were chatting about those few words, the two had already used pens as sticks and began to fight ping-pong, throwing ink everywhere.

Cang Ziyu just twisted and twisted, carefully writing the word '闇', but before he could smile, dozens of points of ink had already been thrown on his words, paper, face, and clothes.

saw that a word he had worked so hard to write, but before he could show it to Cangbo, he was destroyed by the two people next to him. Cang Ziyu's little face suddenly puffed up angrily.

"Bang!"

He slapped the brush on the paper and turned his head to scold Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen.

He doesn't have Cangbo's scruples.

Everyone was picked up, and no one was more noble than anyone else!

So when Cang Bo lowered his head, he happened to see the picture of Cang Ziyu opening his teeth and dancing claws towards Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen.

"Let you ruin my word!"

"Let you disobey discipline!"

Cang Bo was just stunned, Cang Ziyu had already punched his fist on Cang Shasheng's stomach, and by the way, by the way, he also smashed another punch on Cang Sharen's face by throwing himself forward.

After each of them was punched, they all burst into tears.

While crying, the two also shook their fists and scuffled with Cang Ziyu.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

After Cang Bo saw this scene, his frightened heart almost stopped.

If these three children fight well, if they think that they fought it when the old demon of Cangshan returns, it will be over.

With this in his mind, he saw that the three boys were all crying and beating each other, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull up the fight.

But how could he pull away the three little boys who were already in a scuffle.

As soon as he pulled Cang Ziyu away, he saw that Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen were still fighting, but he pulled Cang Shasheng away, and Cang Ziyu, who was pulled aside by him earlier, rushed towards Cang Sharen.

For a while, Uncle Cang was sweating profusely, and hurriedly sought help, calling out to Steward Liu and his wife.

At this time, Qin Mu was already sitting in front of the bookcase.

After seeing what the three children were learning, he suddenly had a whim and wanted to transcribe some literary masterpieces from his previous life.

Qin Mu thought that since the poems had been copied, it didn't matter if he copied some other content, as for everything in the content that did not conform to this era and the world, he could be denied to the dream fairyland.

He's just a copyist, who knows that.

After thinking of this, he pondered the literary masterpieces in his impression while grinding.

Maybe it's because of the cultivation, the vague memories of the past have all become vivid at this time.

After a short time, he took up a pen and wrote down the two words 'Analects', and then diligently copied them from his own memory.

There are more than 10,000 words in the whole Analects, and he naturally can't write so many for a while, so he only picks impressive sentences and copies them.

And under the bottom of the sea, Liu Ziyu is also giving orders to the 48,000 bandits gathered at the bottom of the sea.

"You scattered to the bottom of the sea, and brought back all the things and creatures you saw!"

He can subdivide what he needs, but among these bandits under him, there are not a few smart ones, and when he is forced to do so, he can only do so.

As his words fell, those shrimp essences, crab generals, and sea spiders ...... The crowd immediately dispersed.

Liu Ziyu looked at them in a messy formation like bandits descending from the mountain, and sighed softly in his heart.

"Hopefully they'll give me something good."

As soon as he thought of this, he also waved his tentacles, preparing to use the demon refining pot to collect some huge sea monsters in the deepest part of the canyon.

At the same time, Captain Wang was sitting in a restaurant in Daylight City, and the entire restaurant was covered by him.

At this time, he has recovered Yao Yuqing's dress and appearance.

On the second floor of the restaurant that has been emptied, in addition to her, there are many demon cultivators.

There are the four demon monks who have already come to the vicinity of the three cities of Guanhai, Baiday, and Baiyun, Yunzhongke, Yinshan Bone Demon, Chixiao Demon Venerable, Sanyin Sanren, Master of Bujie, Lingdingzi, and Evil Zen Temple.

There are also some other demon cultivators who have just arrived from other states in the last few days.

Yao Yuqing sat alone on a chair, Qianqian held a cup of tea in her hand, and said softly: "Are there all the people?" ”

Yun Zhongke was originally a hungry ghost, but at this moment, he didn't dare to raise his head to look directly at Yao Yuqing, just lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "There are still a few people who haven't come."

(End of chapter)