After Han Fan put his hands on his shoulders, he began to pace back and forth in a trance, as if he was reminiscing and thinking.

After a while, Han Fan stopped and said, "I was originally a genius disciple of the academy, but I didn't like life in a greenhouse, so I went out alone, passing by a dead tree, and felt something. ”

"Listen to you. The woman whispered.

"Withered vines and old trees, crows,

small bridges and flowing waters,

Ancient road west wind thin horse.

Sunset

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world. ”

Han Fan shook his head pretending to recite Ma Zhiyuan's Tianjingsha Qiusi at the same time.

The woman listened with interest, but when she heard the first sentence, she only felt that the writing was not bad, dry, old, and faint were great.

The first sentence directly begins with the scene, presumably a lyrical poem borrowed from the scene, but in the second sentence, a small bridge and flowing water are completely in strong contrast with the scene described earlier, and it is also catchy to read.

Until she finished listening to the last three sentences, the woman couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, such a set, the beauty of writing the scene is also wonderful!

Han Fan saw that the woman didn't respond, so he waited quietly, he still had a lot of confidence in composing poetry, how could a good poem that had been circulated for many years be fooled?

After a long time, the woman finished tasting and withdrew from the situation created by Han Fan, only feeling that she could deeply understand the confusion and difficulty of Han Fan.

"Childe, please move to the study and sit down, let me do the friendship of the landlord. The woman decided to meet the young man, who had such a high level of literary talent, and who usually liked to delve into poetry.

In the woman's opinion, this poem by Han Fan can be passed down for thousands of years.

Han Fan was playing rhythm, dancing and composing poetry, and in the end he had to go to the study, and he knew that he would go directly to the study at the beginning, didn't he? He walked towards the study dejectedly, turning one step into three steps.

The woman saw all this in her eyes, he knew why Han Fan was like this, so he didn't get angry, but just looked at Han Fan like this, it would take at least an hour to walk to the study, and the woman raised her hand and waved.

Han Fan was rubbing while considering a way to get out, but this woman didn't get in with oil and salt, she definitely couldn't beat it, and it was hard to say if she ran, after all, she had reached the realm of the Five Elements, but the woman's cultivation was too high, and it was better not to run until it was a last resort, in case she was killed casually, it would be over.

Looking at the bamboo leaves and soil on the ground, Han Fan only felt that there was nothing to love, he blinked and continued to move forward.

"Bang. Han Fan's head hit the bamboo, he was a little puzzled, although he lowered his head, he could also see the roots of the bamboo, how could he hit it?

When I looked up, I saw that the study was close in front of me! What I had just hit was the wall of the bamboo building.

What's the situation???

Han Fan took half a step back, turned his head and looked again in the direction he was walking from, his face full of disbelief.

"Welcome to the Humble House. The woman pushed the door open and walked out.

Han Fan saw the woman in the white gauze skirt who came out, and she was speechless for a while.

For a long time, I don't know if it was a nervous disorder or a short circuit in the brain, Han Fan popped out a sentence:

"Who are you?"

The woman first expressed her calmness about Han Fan's reaction, because ninety-nine out of a hundred people were like this, and the remaining one was crazy and pounced directly.

But later, Han Fan's question made the woman fall into consternation, her thin lips opened slightly, as if she didn't expect Han Fan to say such a thing.

This scenery only lasted for less than a second, and the woman returned to normal, and Han Fan only felt that the woman in front of him had refreshed his perception of beauty.

How can a person be so beautiful? I'm afraid even Heaven will be jealous!

This also strengthened his idea of cultivation, and he would not be such a Taoist in the future.

Han Fan was in a mixed mood at the moment, sad that he had already guessed that the reason why he arrived at the study in an instant must be a woman's means, and he also thought that his Nine Elements World could not be compared with others, and he was happy that the woman had such a face that captivated the city and the country, and he could see it, and it was not in vain that he was forced to make this trip.

"I'm just a nobody, living in seclusion. The woman responded to Han Fan's question.

"Nobody, it's a coincidence, so am I. Han Fan scratched his head and smiled. He thought to himself that he would come anyway, and he couldn't escape, so why not just let go a little, even if he died, he would die chic, wouldn't he?

"Childe, come with me. The woman smiled and turned to go in, Han Fan was shaken by this smile, fortunately there was a purple illusion that caused him not to get lost.

The woman took Han Fan to the fourth floor, the bamboo building from the first floor to the fourth floor is similar to the study, just like the name of the bamboo building, there is only one bookshelf on the fourth floor, placed on the side, there is a round table in the spare place, the round table is placed with a complete set of tea sets and cups, it seems that the fourth floor is used to entertain guests.

It's just, where are the guests from this wilderness? Han Fan couldn't help but think of some stories of perverted murderers when he thought of this, and he couldn't help but feel creepy, and he shivered, and there was a trace of defense in his eyes when he looked at the woman.

Han Fan's subtle movements and expressions couldn't escape the woman's eyes, and she skillfully began to boil tea, ignoring Han Fan.

"Girl, can you dare to say a word?" After the woman had prepared everything and had her hands free, Han Fan asked cautiously.

"Childe, but it doesn't hurt to say. The woman glanced at Han Fan and said.

Han Fan hurriedly turned his head to look at the teapot, did not look at the woman, and said, "Can I still see the sun tomorrow?"

"Huh. After thinking about it for a while, the woman understood the meaning of Han Fan's words, covered her mouth and chuckled, only thinking that this young man was very interesting, and this was the first time she had heard this way of speaking.

Han Fan regarded the woman's smile as a mockery, and the woman's smile seemed to Han Fan to mean "You've all arrived here, and you still want to leave?"

"That...... Girl, I don't hide it, I'm afraid of pain, if you really want to kill me, can you be more happy and less torturous?" Han Fan suggested to the woman with a serious face.

The woman was slightly stunned, glared at Han Fan, and said, "They all said that they regarded Gongzi as a guest, do you think I can't be trusted by what I said?"

Han Fan's heart melted by this star, but it was important to save his life, so he hurriedly gathered his mind and responded: "I didn't have this intention, you know, a weak monk like us who has nothing to rely on is full of vigilance and suspicion about all kinds of rivers and lakes, because he may lose his life at any time, so I also invite the girl Haihan." ”

"It's very interesting to say that you are helpless, I believe that your spirit robe and sword were stolen, but how do you explain this gourd?" the woman asked.

"Hulu?" Han Fan wondered.

"This gourd already recognizes you as the master, and you still pretend not to know?" the woman looked directly at Han Fan.

"Girl, you misunderstood, I really don't know, this is my family's heirloom. Han Fan was in a hurry, and the dialects rushed out.

"Heirloom, this is obviously that stinky old man's thing, a Nine Realms monk's thing, how could it be your heirloom!?" the woman explained, she could see that Han Fan was not lying, so there was naturally some story in it.

"Nine Realms?" Han Fan gasped, in his cognition, the highest cultivation was only the dean of the Seven Realms at the peak of the Seven Realms, and the Nine Realms were like legends to him.

"It seems that you don't know that you got the gourd by chance, and you happen to be recognized. The woman concluded.

"Since you can get the recognition of the gourd, it means that you are practicing orthodox Confucian teachings, not those wild paths, how can you be helpless?" the woman questioned again.

"This ......" Han Fan told himself to hurry up and think quickly, if the woman decided that she was lying to her, it was estimated that she would torture herself to death.

Don't you all say femme fatale, is this the reason?

Han Fan thought of the demon seed in his body, and instantly had a statement: "What the girl said is right! I was indeed Confucianist before, but because I had a demon seed in my body, and I was infected, I would fall into the demon path sooner or later, so I was expelled from Confucianism and kicked out." ”

"That's true. The woman's eyes were filled with aura, and she looked at Han Fan's body from top to bottom before she said.