Since Ye Xiaodi wants to read books, Ye Li naturally will not object, but for her who doesn't know words, these volumes in the study are ghost paintings.

Ye Xiaodi flipped through the classics one by one, reading every word carefully, Ye Xian didn't dare to disturb, so he had to hang upside down on the beam of the room for a while, and stick it on the wall for a while, and when he was sleepy, he lay down next to Ye Xiaodi to sleep, and when he woke up, he continued to jump around in the study.

It's just that Yan Jin sent a bowl of rice and a pot of wine every day, which made Ye Xiaodi and Ye Civet a little hungry.

"Childe, where is this?"

"Qingcheng Mountain, listen to my senior brother, the mountains everywhere are all blue. ”

"Childe, where is this?"

"It should be Bibotan, my master's green bamboo sword is forged in Bibotan, because the water of Bibotan is used, so Shiniang's green bamboo sword is emerald green. ”

"Green water, where is this?"

"Langma Snow Peak, where the perennial snow never melts, legend has it that there are immortals living there, but no one sees it. ”

"Childe, where is this place?"

Ye Liby held the picture album in her hand as a treasure, because among the more than 1,000 books in the entire study, only the picture album she held in her hand was the only paper she could understand.

"Here......"

Ye Xiaodi looked at it for a while before he slowly spoke.

"This should be a grassland, but I don't know where this is a grassland!"

Ye Xiaodie's eyes became a little yearning, in the days of the White Horse Guerrilla Camp, he rode a horse and shuttled on the grassland every day, at that time, he didn't have to think too much, he just needed to think about how to live, and it would be a good day to wake up and breathe.

Grunt......

Ye Xiaodi also wanted to find clues in the album held by the leafy beaver in his hand, so as to tell the leafy beaver that this was the grassland, but the gurgling sound of the leafy's stomach pulled Ye Xiaodi's gaze back.

"Hungry?"

Ye Xiaodi looked at the civet with a smile.

I wanted to shake my head, but the beaver finally complied with his stomach and nodded his little head frantically with a red face.

"A bowl of rice is too little!"

Ye Xiaodi rubbed his stomach, he understood the taste of hunger very well, but he got used to it when he got used to it, but he accidentally forgot that Ye Mao was the most unstarving, otherwise Li Maogong's jerky would not have all gone into her stomach.

"The master said that if you can't finish reading the books here, you can't take a step out of the door. ”

Opening the door of the study, Ye Xiaodi found that Yan Jin was not guarding the door as usual, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, after all, this was the first time he opened the door and didn't see Yan Jin.

"I can't represent you, but you were thrown in with me by the Master, and you can't go out through the gate until I've finished reading here. ”

Ye Xiaodie's warm voice made the civet lower his head in frustration, but Ye Xiaodie's next sentence made the civet extremely excited.

"Since I can't go through the door, and I can't leave the study, the job of going to the kitchen to find food can only be left to you!"

Ye Xiaodie smiled, and with a wave of his hand, his childhood sweetheart flew out of his cuffs, followed by the sound of broken rubble.

The beaver flew out of the roof in a white light.

"Better bring me a pot...... Wine. ”

When Ye Xiaodi opened his mouth to speak, the civet was gone, and he was very unsure if the civet had heard what he said......

The next day, when the sun shone down through the roof broken by the childhood sweetheart, it happened to be a piece of gold sprinkled on Ye Xiaodi's face.

The facial features were almost distorted together, and Ye Xiaodi opened one eye.

Looking at the wine jar that was rolling all over the ground, Ye Xiaodi smacked his lips, the jerky that Ye Li got back last night tasted really good.

Looking down at the paper that he had thrown on the ground, Ye Xiaodi vaguely remembered through the memory before the fragment that this should be the last book he read, but it was torn into pages by himself.

"I only feel that drinking and killing people are happy, and I don't want to write silently!"

Ye Xiaodi tiptoed and stretched, but he didn't think about it, but he still woke up Ye Li.

"Childe, I ate a good hug yesterday, and I'm a little hungry again!"

The beavers, who had eaten enough and slept again, woke up again in good spirits.

It's just that he wanted to fly out of the skylight to find something to eat, but the civet who just jumped was pulled by Ye Xiaodi.

"I asked you to find something to eat yesterday, but now you don't need it. ”

Thinking that he was drinking last night while silently memorizing more than 300 books, Ye Xiaodi once suspected that hunger must have affected his reading speed.

Pulling open the door of the study, Yan Jin appeared at the gate of the study again, holding a book in his hand, like a statue.

"Seniors are early!"

Ye Xiaodie and Ye Li greeted Yan Jin with a smile, and then stepped out of the door.

"Have you finished reading the book in the study?"

Yan Jin put down the book in his hand, his face was expressionless, and his whole person was as stiff as a stone in front of Ye Xiaodie.

"The seniors want the juniors to recite that one, or that passage of that one?"

Ye Xiaodie smiled and quietly waited for Yan Jin's question.

"No need, you're not the first person!"

The look of disappointment on Yan Jin's face became more and more serious.

"What have you learned in these thousand books?"

Yan Jin's voice was a little heavy, which made Ye Li slightly angry and didn't dare to speak, in Ye Li's opinion, it was a feat to be able to finish a thousand books in the study, not to mention that Ye Xiaodi had really finished reading it, even if he didn't praise it, now he still showed this expression, and seeing Yan Jin's appearance made Ye Li feel unhappy.

"The younger generation sees a lot of stories, but learns nothing. ”

Ye Xiaodi said calmly.

"Oh, since you haven't learned anything, what are you doing out there?"

Yan Jin finally raised some interest in Ye Xiaodie, and looked at Ye Xiaodie with some curiosity and asked.

"Leafy, can you be a fox?"

Ye Xiaodi did not answer Yan Jin, but looked at Ye Li.

Although I don't know why Ye Xiaodi asked himself if he could be a fox fire, but this kind of fox clan's entry-level demon art, how could Ye Li's beaver not?

As soon as he raised his hand, a blue flame stirred in Ye Li's palm, and before Yan Jin could react, Ye Xiaodi took the book in his hand, lit it with a fox fire, and then threw it into the study.

After a while, thick smoke rose from the study, and then the shouts of fire and fire extinguishing sounded everywhere in the Shengxian Village.

"A thousand books are rare manuscripts, and the stories in them are thought-provoking. But just with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, I want to influence Ye Xiaodi's thoughts, heh! It's still far away!"

"Ye Xiaodie's way, under his own feet!"

The smile on Ye Xiaodie's face reddened slightly in the firelight, and then left with the beaver cat, leaving only Yan Jin in a daze.

"The epiphany was a little late, but I understood it thoroughly!"

After a long time, a rare smile appeared on Yan Jin's old face.

"The old man's book hasn't been read yet! Why do you want to burn the study?"

Yan Jin, who came back to his senses, looked at the burning study in front of him and was speechless for a while......