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The book appeared, the sword came out, and the riotous and manic thoughts suddenly calmed down, and the heartache receded like a tide.

Chen Sanlang sat up straight, his face was pale, there was a flash of anger in his eyes, his fists were clenched, and his green tendons were exposed: "Who is it, who is it who wants to kill me three times and several times?"

He had never been so angry.

Feeling his anger, the edge of the evil sword was even worse, the whole body was brilliant, shining on people's eyebrows, and dozens of threads were even cut off by the edge and fell down!

It can be seen that the little sword is showing some signs of getting out of control. It's just that with its current grade, it's impossible to find a trace of the caster. The distance is too far, and the chief of Zhengyang Road has set up a formation to isolate it in the area of the bamboo forest in the garden.

Close your eyes, force yourself to suppress your anger, and slowly release your clenched fists: the more you are at this moment, the more calm you have to be in order to face the potential unknown danger. At this time, "Haoran Silk Book" played a key role, so that he would not be mad and do foolish things.

After a moment, he stood up and spread out the white paper on his desk, to polish the ink.

Tuk tuk!

With the knock on the door, Xu pushed the door in, saw this, walked quickly to take the inkstone, gently folded half of the sleeve, and revealed the frost and snow-like wrists. Hao's wrist ink, black and white, hand grinding.

There is a faint fragrance in the nose, the heart is relaxed, and the old saying goes: "red sleeves add fragrance", nothing more than that.

Chen Sanlang's heart is even quieter.

After grinding the ink, Xu walked behind him, pressed his hands on both shoulders, and gently rubbed them. Her hands were soft and warm, and her hand was dexterous and just right: "Just now, I heard you shouting, so I came over to see ......"

Chen Sanlang replied: "The evil way is casting spells again. ”

"Ahh

Xu was taken aback, and then became angry: "What kind of evil sect is crooked, caught by this girl, I will definitely give him a thousand cuts!"

Chen Sanlang sneered: "It's just me, how can I sit still?"

As he spoke, he stood up, picked up his pen and ink, and wrote on the paper.

Xu stretched out his body to look, and saw the words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, which were two lines of poetry: from the grinding, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!

The pen and ink are full, powerful, vertical and horizontal, and the poems are sober and full of philosophy. She looked at it and couldn't help but be a little stupid.

......

Ye Yuanzhong, after the method was completed, Zhengyang Daoist was sweating profusely, his face was a little gray, he sat down with support, thinking back to the situation of the spell casting process just now, he always felt that something was not quite right. But after thinking about it and thinking about it repeatedly, there was no problem.

"Well, this secret method should have been successfully cast, and there will be no mistakes......"

Those who are in the Dharma will have a heartache at first, but soon the symptoms will dissipate, and they will no longer have doubts as ordinary people.

However, although the secret method is successful, it does not mean that it is done once and for all, and the next step is more important, which is to let the seed take root and sprout and thrive. If it doesn't grow, what good is it that the fortune that can be harvested in the end is pitiful?

In that case, it will be a waste of hard work and a lot of money.

However, with Chen Sanlang's condition, he has a reputation with the woman with a strange fate, and his fate and fortune will not be less. The only thing to focus on is not to get him out of control, and that's enough.

Daoist Zhengyang wiped his sweat and muttered: "Tomorrow I will repair the book and state the situation to the young master, and then it will be time for Du Yinyan to sing on stage......"

He felt so tired that he didn't even bother to clean up the scene, so he struggled to get up, walked to the next room, and lay down to sleep, so as to recuperate and rejuvenate.

......

I slept all night, got up a little late, washed up, made a fragrant breakfast, and the two sat together to eat and drink.

At the dinner table, he paid attention to "food and silence", but Xu had a different background, and couldn't help asking: "San Lang, are you okay?"

Chen Sanlang smiled: "It's nothing." ”

"Hmph, I'll go out and walk around later, to see which bastard is doing the trick and hurting people with a secret arrow. ”

Chen Sanlang hurriedly said: "Fucheng Guard, don't mess around." ”

Although Xu has martial arts, he will definitely not be able to resist in the face of a well-trained army.

Xu said: "I am just visiting, and I will not act rashly." ”

After breakfast, Chen Sanlang memorized the book and went to the college to take classes. As soon as I entered the classroom, I was surrounded by a group of classmates, and it was very lively.

It turned out that his pair was selected by the boss of Jinxiang House yesterday and hung at the door after being framed. And the situation of the students at that time happened to be seen by an academy student, including the conversation between Chen Sanlang and Zhou Fencao, as well as the absolute fact that Chen Sanlang had Shangchaoshan Temple.

One to ten, ten to hundred, the news quickly spread in the academy. Invisibly, Chen Sanlang became a limelight.

For the upper Chaoshan Temple, he was favored by Zhou Fencao, and Cao Gong also took the initiative to invite Chen Sanlang to be a guest in the village, this kind of treatment, envy the dead.

In the entire Nanyang Mansion, who doesn't know that Zhou Fen Cao is hidden in the mountains and forests, thinks very highly of himself, and doesn't look at people with a straight eye when he is idle? It is even more difficult to get his appreciation than to get the appreciation of Dean Song Zhiyuan.

The fame came unexpectedly, which caught Chen Sanlang a little off guard.

Some classmates even asked Chen Sanlang in confusion why he didn't say it since he was absolutely right, so that everyone could know that he was low-key, it was too low-key, and he was really indifferent to fame and fortune.

Chen Sanlang listened, crying and laughing, in front of Qin Yushu and others, so many people watched, and they didn't want Qin Yushu to keep their mouths shut and hide the matter. Chen Sanlang couldn't have shouted and self-promoted, he had to deal with one thing after another, and he was so anxious at that time that he had no time to pay attention to it.

Now in the face of everyone's questions, he can only smile and say nothing, showing a light and breezy appearance.

It was lively here, and Qin Yushu's side suddenly looked deserted, and his face was as gloomy as the cloudy sky on the eve of a storm.

Chen Sanlang's absolute matter is an established fact, and it will be exposed sooner or later, but now that everyone knows about it, he still feels very uncomfortable, as if the glory that originally belonged to him was snatched away by Shengsheng, which is very uncomfortable.

"Hmph, it's just a flash in the pan!"

commented disdainfully, picked up a book and read it, but no matter how you look at it, the words on the book seem to have turned into Chen Sanlang's face, which is so hateful that I can't see it at all.

"Daoyuan, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming, Nanyang River Poetry Meeting, you have to come and participate. ”

"Yes, if you make a name for yourself at the poetry meeting, you will be a great talent in our college......"

The classmates were coaxing and gossiping.

After experiencing the last Guyuan Poetry Society's boating poetry meeting, Chen Sanlang didn't have much interest in these poetry clubs, and responded vaguely. I finally got out of the encirclement and sat in the back of the classroom with the book on my back. Unexpectedly, several students followed and sat in the back, which became a rare thing that had not been encountered in the academy for many years.

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