Zhang Shilang gritted his teeth, went to the bedroom and laboriously took out a heavy book, and handed it to the monster: "This "Interpretation of Words" covers almost all the words in this world, and there are still annotations, if the king can understand it, there will be no difficulties in writing in the future!"

Lu Bao was overjoyed, and asked Wang Liu to continue teaching this book "Interpreting Words".

It's a pity that there are more words on this book that are rarely used in remote areas, and the annotations are not easy to understand, and it is specially used for readers who have a few layers of deep knowledge to check their doubts, Wang Liu is just a farmer in the mountains, and he was taught not to be a white ding when he was a child, so it is convenient for monks to choose Taoist children, but he did not recognize them all, and he has abandoned school after the failure of choosing Taoist children, and there are many remote words that are illiterate, so he has to frequently turn to Zhang Shilang for help.

Aunt Mei watched from the side for half the night, the monster was still peaceful, and the old father couldn't stand the smell of smoke, so he stepped forward to replace Wang Liu.

Mr. Professor's daughter, of course, is far more literate than Wang Liu, and she basically knows the remote words on the "Interpretation of Words", and the annotations can also be explained clearly.

Time is limited and opportunities are rare, Lu Bao studied hard in the smoke, but unfortunately it was difficult to memorize all the words on it, and before he knew it, the sky was bright, and the thick books were only learned for ten pages.

Wang boldly reminded loudly: "King, the sky is almost dawn, and everyone in the mountains gets up early!"

Although he is not afraid of mortals at all, it is not good if there is another incident, Lu Bao reluctantly closed the book and said to Zhang Shilang: "I'm leaving! Uncle Zhang, how about giving me these two books?"

After teaching this meeting, Aunt Mei had slowly let go of her nervousness, and when she heard the monster say that she wanted to take away the book, her flesh hurt again: "Books are much more expensive than lamp oil, and the enlightened ones are just fine, the monks will give them again, and the book "Solving Words" is worth more than my house!"

Seeing that the words on the two books were all copied by hand, Lu Bao said secretly: "What is the matter of gold and precious things, if Lao Tzu crosses over the side of human beings, makes a printing technique, and makes thousands of copies out, isn't it simple?"

It's just that after Aunt Mei finished speaking, she saw that Zhang Shilang also looked reluctant, it should really be a valuable thing in his family, Lu Bao didn't want to take it by force, so he asked Wang Liu to go out first to let off steam, don't let the monster go out and bump into the villagers who got up early.

The purple golden potatoes in the bag have all been eaten, only the two recently raised deer antler velvets have not been cut to find Xiaoshan Jing exchange, and when only the father and daughter are left in the house, Lu Bao cut off the deer antler velvet, and after his body was weak for a while, he handed it to Zhang Shilang: "This deer antler velvet is an elixir, which is considered a bundle for me to study, and I sold it for your lamp oil and book money, or I can practice for my own use!"

In this world where there is no shortage of monsters and immortals, Zhang Shilang and Aunt Mei's father and daughter also knew that the elixir was precious, and when they heard that the deer antler velvet he took out was the elixir, they were surprised and delighted, and they couldn't help but doubt the authenticity.

But if you are suspicious, you don't dare to say it in front of the monster, whether it is true or not, Zhang Shilang hurriedly asked his daughter to hide the antler velvet in the inner room first, and he nodded his head to make a deal, and watched the expensive "Interpretation of Words" being taken into the mouth of the monster.

Then the deer demon went out, said hello to Wang Liu in the wind, sneaked to the vicinity of the firewood wall, and waited for the thatched hut to block the sight of the three people, and one of them left the village.

Excitedly leaving the village at the foot of the slope and climbing to the forest halfway up the mountainside, Lu Bao hesitated again: "The quenching method is considered to be complete, but it is rare for human villages to come once, and it will attract the attention of monks in the future.

He hesitated, hid in the dense forest, and made up his mind to keep an eye on the village during the day, and if any outsiders came, he would turn around and go back to Jingping Mountain; if no outsiders entered the village at the foot of the slope, he would go to find Zhang Shilang's father and daughter to study for a night at night, and he would take out the antler velvet at home and leave after studying for one night.

To prevent outsiders from entering the village at the foot of the slope, but don't just stare at the road in the distance, occasionally glance at it, he doesn't feel tired, and take out the enlightenment book and the "Interpretation of the Word", review what he learned last night, sure enough, I remember too much, the Enlightenment book is just a few words, the remote words on the "Interpretation of the Word" have been forgotten, and the new content in the back is translated, there are also many notes that the interpretation does not understand, and there is no pinyin, and the pronunciation will not be.

The deer demon kept his word and did not hurt anyone, and left at dawn, Wang Liu and Zhang Shilang's father and daughter were at ease, and the three of them in Pojiao Village got back together.

Wang Liu first apologized to Zhang Shilang's father and daughter, and then said to the father and daughter: "How many years have the rules in the village, if there is a trace of monsters, you must tell the monks and masters, the psychic paper and pen hidden in my gatehouse are now in use, and your father and daughter will report it with me!"

This is for the safety of the whole village, and it can't be concealed because the monster didn't hurt anyone, and it should be ordered by the monks, Zhang Shilang and Aunt Mei are all right, and follow Wang Liu to the firewood wall gatehouse.

At the beginning of the construction of each human village, there were monks to help, and the rune paper was posted on the firewood wall to guard against most of the little demons who could not fly, and there were psychic paper and pens left in the village, which could be reported to the monks in case of emergency, but last night the monsters did not give the gatekeeper a chance to go back to the gatehouse to report, and Wang Liu did not dare to act rashly.

The father and daughter of the Zhang family followed Wang Liu into the gatehouse, and everyone in the village had seen and knew that the yellowed rice paper that had been pasted on the north wall for many years was empty on it, which was the psychic letter left by the monks, and Wang Liu took out a bamboo pen from the box covered with dust.

The bamboo pen and pen were already bald, and Wang Liu handed it to Zhang Shilang: "The old four characters are good-looking, and there are many literates, I know everything last night, so I ask you to write it!"

Now is not the time to be humble, Zhang Shilang took this pen that did not need to be inked, and wrote on the paper, "There is a demon who enters the village at the foot of the slope at night to learn words".

It is too rare for monsters to enter the village to learn the text, and the monk in charge on the opposite side is also difficult to believe, Wang Liu and the father and daughter of the Zhang family waited for a while before they saw a yellow light on the paper, showing the words "how are the dead and injured".

When the yellow light disappeared and the words disappeared, Zhang Shilang thought that the monster said that the deer antler velvet at home was an elixir, and his family and other mortals did not know it, so he finally had to consult the monk, Wang Liu was an old man who knew the roots, and he could trust it completely, so he continued to write directly in the back, "No one was injured, and the deer antler velvet was called the elixir".

Humans are divided into two categories, one is mainly to boil the body and strengthen the body, called martial arts, and the other is to warm and nourish the spiritual energy in the body, called qi cultivators. When he is promoted, the martial artist can raise aura in his body, and the qi cultivator can also boil the body, so he is called a qi practitioner, which is the same level as the demon ding.

The human cities and villages and towns within a radius of more than 600 miles belong to the force called the Crane Ming Temple, and in this view, the junior cultivators mostly take the path of qi cultivation, and there are very few martial artists.

Responsible for guarding the psychic letterhead is also a qi cultivator, named Huang Zhan, people look short and swarthy, the appearance and personality are not pleasing, in the view is not very useful, the view of the qi cultivator has many important positions, or leisure, this year he was arranged to guard the psychic room to communicate with all parties of ordinary people, everywhere has already explained that it is not a demon, a monster and a supernatural event is not allowed to use the communication paper, generally there is no such incident for several years, usually there is almost nothing to do, the psychic room is very weak, and can not leave, food and accommodation can only be in this room, see the letter paper to comeThe word "elixir", my eyes are a little unable to take my eyes off.

Human inheritance is orderly, the population is large, near the place of residence to open up wasteland, cut down trees to build houses, pick wood to make fires, the natural environment has been destroyed a lot, it is difficult to find wild elixir, Hemingguan every year to find a spiritual land to plant some elixir, but the output is very limited, more monks and less porridge, like Huang Zhan such a marginal figure, a few years before the turn of a plant does not enter the stream, although there is still a cultivation method, he has not advanced for many years, and there is little hope of being promoted to a qi practitioner before the end of his life.

The village man on the other side will not be able to distinguish the truth of the elixir, I don't know if it is true or false, Huang Zhan was a little warm, and asked again: "What kind of demon?

"It seems to be a deer demon, only to see two arms!"

Seeing these eight words, Huang Zhan's heart "banged" straight up, and he forced it to open: the deer demon took out the deer antler velvet as a gift, could it be that the stupid monster raised himself? Deer antler velvet has always been a pair, if it really becomes an elixir, then the little demon should have one, the demon qi is really only enough to turn into two arms, it is not difficult to fight, and it is said that the deer body is a hundred treasures, the little demon meat is rich in aura, and the deer demon is even worse, if you can kill the deer demon, there will be no elixir, deer blood, venison are all great supplements! In any case, Pojiao Village is worth a trip to his own house, so the little demon went back to the deep mountains, and never showed up again, leaving the deer antler velvet to see with his own eyes, if it is really an elixir, he must get it in his hands.

He was busy on the psychic paper and replied to the words "Don't be quiet, everything is as usual, the monk will come tonight", and when he replied to the opposite side of the sentence "Respect the old man's order", he disconnected the induction connection with the psychic paper in Pojiao Village, got up and cleaned up all the household belongings, all that could be used were some spells, and he carried the loose sword with the façade, and ran out in a hurry, and a good junior brother of the central government guarded the psychic room for him for a few days.

After finally asking for the nod of his good brother, he ran to the crane house, and only after running out of the road did he suddenly wake up: "The outer walls of each village are pasted with forbidden demon charms, although it is not very useful, but the deer demon can't fly, and the gatekeeper doesn't make mistakes, and it is difficult to enter the village." The demon will not show the body of a half-beast and lose his face in front of the villagers, think that the little demon has some magical powers? Don't underestimate it, but lose your own family! The elixir is limited, and it can't be shared with others, so it's not good to ask for help from others. ”

After thinking about it, he turned back to the temple, found his master, told him that there was a deer demon entering the village, and cried that he would repeatedly mention the suffering in the psychic room, if he didn't cultivate, he would only be guarding him next year.

His master is a foundation building monk, but he will not be tempted by the elixir and the little demon body, and he was so tempered that he said helplessly: "In the realm of the six demon kings, there are extremely powerful demon ancestors living in seclusion, and the Xuantian faction has sent orders to our various factions, which is the borderless land on both sides, and we monks are not allowed to enter, let alone move the village inside." Now it's rare to have a little demon who doesn't know whether to live or die in the village, since it's your chance, I'll borrow the demon catching net for you! But be careful, among a few disciples, count you the most unsatisfactory, this time you can't get it, it's that your own blessings are not enough, don't come to me to cry again!"

After borrowing the master's demon hunting net, Huang Zhan was satisfied, so he wiped away his tears and said goodbye, rushed to the crane house, asked the steward for a crane demon, and rode to Pojiao Village.