The middle-aged Confucian and the man who did the work looked like they had seen a ghost and a dog.

How can they not be surprised and scared by this kind of thing twice in a row?

The color head in your hand can disappear silently, and what about your own head, maybe those people are angry and will be taken off for you.

The two of them glanced at each other, and both shrunk their necks, both pretending to be calm and trembling uncontrollably.

In the private room, Hua Jieyu took the color head handed over by Lin Xiuran, clapped her hands and cheered, happy like a child.

The color head is a box of needlework.

It's not worth a few dollars, but the reason why Hua Xie Yu is happy is the same as Luo Xin'er, just because this lottery is won by their own wisdom, and they have a sense of achievement, so they also cherish it.

Moreover, this needle and thread is just right for her.

She likes to do some sewing and embroidery things the most, and this box of needlework and thread can be regarded as handy.

"Okay, okay, don't be happy, calm down, calm down!"

Lin Xiuran comforted Hua Jieyu, who was a little out of shape with excitement, and it took a long time before she calmed down and returned to the table to eat and laugh.

Lin Xiuran saw that she had calmed down, so he relieved himself.

Two of the three bamboo plaques have been answered, and now, only the one of Miss Mingxin remains.

Lin Xiuran turned his head and looked at the Mingxin girl.

"Mingxin, read out your riddle too, if you can't guess it, according to what you just said, you will be punished by yourself. ”

The Mingxin girl was not interested, but she still had a cold face, and she didn't seem to be interested in guessing the lantern riddle.

When she saw Lin Xiuran urging, she flipped over her bamboo card and read out the riddle.

"The stone word is not right, type a word!"

Unlike guessing the "title" and guessing the "saying", this is an anagram, and guessing is the "word".

The word "stone" came out, and the word "stone" pierced the sky, and the first thing that others thought of was naturally the word "right", because the word "right" just protruded the horizontal of the word "stone", which was very consistent.

But the answer is obviously not that simple, and the riddle has been pointed out, "not the right".

This time, it made Mingxin girl difficult.

She grew up in a poor rural area, and had no chance to read and write, but after entering the dark pavilion, although she was able to read and write, and read some articles, but in the end, she still danced with knives and guns, and this guessing lantern riddle was not her strong point.

Lin Xiuran, Luo Xin'er and Hua Jieyu all stared at her, and they looked at her a little awkwardly.

Now, she couldn't guess it anymore.

But she was unmoved, still cold.

As for the riddle, she no longer struggled, took the flask in front of the table, poured herself a full glass, then picked it up, tilted her head, and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

There's nothing left.

She can't guess the riddle, she is willing to lose the bet and punish herself.

"This anagram, you can guess it master, and the lottery head you get also belongs to the master. ”

Miss Mingxin pushed the bamboo card in front of her desk in front of Lin Xiuran.

Lin Xiuran expressed serious contempt and condemnation for his irresponsible behavior of throwing the blame.

But he, an apprentice, has the support of his two ladies, Lin Xiuran alone, and he can't stand the same hatred of the three daughters, and he can't help but be defeated.

He reluctantly took the bamboo card, looked at the riddle, and silently thought about the answer to the anagram.

Anagram is simpler than guessing the "idiom", "colloquialism", "title" these lantern riddles, just think back and forth about a few words on the riddle, disassemble and combine them, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can always get the word at the end of the riddle.

Of course, it's not absolute, but it's true most of the time.

Lin Xiuran glanced at the riddle on the bamboo card, and the answer immediately popped up in his mind.

The answer to the mystery is "rock", the "rock" of rocks.

The stone character is not right.

The word "stone" comes out, and the head that comes out is half of the word "out" - mountain, and the word "mountain" is stacked on the word "stone", and you can just get a word "rock".

Lin Xiuran is very sure of this answer.

He didn't say the answer first, and handed it over to the three girls to judge right and wrong, but directly carved the riddle on the bamboo plaque.

I saw that his right hand was lightly wiped, and on the bamboo card, an extremely upright and upright word "rock" appeared.

The word, and the bamboo card are integrated, as if they were born.

"Hehe, Xianggong is the same as I thought, the answer to the mystery is the word 'rock'. ”

Luo Xin'er smiled when she saw that Xianggong had the same answer as she had in her heart.

Xianggong's talent, she knows, at that time in the Tingqin Pavilion of Ruizhu Palace, he has a poem and a couplet, and he has already astonished the four.

The uplink of the "smoke lock pond willow" has not yet been matched! I don't know how many lovers have lost their way forward.

This is really going your own way, leaving others with no way out.

Hua Jieyu is not like Luo Xin'er, her brain is not so fast, she didn't guess it, it wasn't until Lin Xiuran wrote the word "rock" that she suddenly realized the beauty of this question in an instant.

The word stone comes out, isn't it the word "rock"?

The two girls watched the puzzle solved, or smiled like a flower, or thoughtfully, and were very addicted to it.

Only the bright-hearted girl who threw the pot was still cold and unmoved.

She really has no interest in guessing lantern riddles at all, even if it is the night of the New Year's Eve, even if this riddle guessing is a traditional custom on the night of the New Year's Eve, she is still unmoved.

In her mind, this Wenhu (i.e., lantern riddle) is not as important as her "martial arts" after all.

When Lin Xiuran saw her expression, he felt that she was very boring, so he simply stopped caring about her and focused his attention on the color of his anagram.

He came to the window, and with a flick of his right hand, the bamboo plaque fell into front of the middle-aged Confucian again.

"Bang-"

The third time, it was still so abrupt and weird.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was taken aback by the sudden bamboo plaque, and his eyes widened, and the two eyeballs were the size of his thumb.

"The stone word is not right, type a word!"

"Rock. ”

Well, that's right, it's the payout.

He will still have the usual way to tell the man who does the work to take the jackpot of the puzzle.

But halfway through his sentence, he stopped.

Then, his eyes widened.

"Not good—" he said secretly.

"It's not good—"

The person who did the work also quickly sensed the seriousness of the matter and stayed on the spot.

The color of this puzzle is just a stone.

More precisely, it is a black mountain rock that was picked up by the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The temperament of a middle-aged Confucian scholar is extremely immodest in the eyes of real readers, and he often does things that are insulting.

This time, in order to make the lantern riddle more interesting, he specially created some gimmicks to provide some jokes and after-dinner conversation for those onlookers.

Among these gimmicks is this anagram.

The stone word is not right, and the mystery is rock, the rock of the rock.

Its color head is just a black stone that you picked up casually.

If this color was received by someone in the audience, the middle-aged Confucian and the person who did the work would only laugh as wildly as the amused tourists.

But now, the one who got the color head is the master who doesn't know where the dragon sees the head and the tail, if the master gets his own color head and feels that he has been played, then his own head is not ......

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Confucian and the man who did the work couldn't help but shudder.

"Let's go get another one......"

The middle-aged Confucian was about to tell the person who did the work to change his color, but in the middle of his words, he immediately stopped talking and didn't dare to say any more.

This colored head, each of them, corresponds to the puzzle given before, hidden in the red lantern with the bamboo plaque where it is located, and it corresponds to the same, all of which are counted.

The fact that the master can take away the things in his hand silently after the person who does the work takes off the lottery head is enough to show that he is always paying attention to the dynamics on the field.

Isn't he looking for death by doing these small actions under his nose?

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head dejectedly, and said: "Alas, forget it, there is no need to change it like this, I believe that person will not be a stingy person, and he should not be angry with you and me!"

"Okay, I'll go get it!"

The clerk nodded, walked to the side with a solemn expression, and went to fetch the black stone from the red lantern.

The black stone was held in the palm of the hand by the errand man, and his feet trembled inexplicably.

It's all because of fear.

It's just that none of the things he was afraid of happened.

He had just taken the black stone off, and the next moment, the stone, like the last time, disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye, and he didn't know where it had gone.

"Whew-"

The clerk breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whew-"

The middle-aged Confucian also breathed a sigh of relief.

The master, after all, did not anger them, it is really the prime minister's belly that can support the boat.

Their frowning brows flattened suddenly.

......

Unlike their relieved appearance, Lin Xiuran, who was in the private room, frowned deeply.

The black stone, now in his hand, was clutched tightly by him.

The moment he came into contact with the black stone, he quickly sensed the cause and effect and the law contained in it.

Rao is a character like Lin Xiuran who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and in his mind, he couldn't help but "buzz" and fell into shock.

"It's ...... Dream of Red Mansions, Jia Baoyu, Zhen Pu, Reflecting the Heavens!"

The look on his face did not change, but his heart was shocked.

All along, he thought that this small world was in tatters, but it was just a small world where the immortal path was sluggish, but now he realized that he was wrong, in this world, there was a powerful existence that could reflect the heavens.

And this small world is actually the small world he once mastered.

Lin Xiuran knew that that person was difficult for him to match before he fell into the realm.

That man, when he was still struggling on the road to enlightenment, was already shining in the heavens, and he was only one foot away from enlightenment.

As for the fragment of the "Stone of Asking Dao" in his hand, it was actually the law that he had subtracted and the trace of cause and effect that he had cut off before he was incarnated in the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Lin Xiuran also knew that the small thousand worlds that had been condensed and completed by the enlightened and discarded possessed the power of complete laws and star sources, which were extremely rare and precious in the vast universe.

Moreover, because it has been condensed, as long as you find the key to this world, even if you are not an enlightened person, just an ordinary god stage monk, you can take this small world into your pocket and become the master of one side.

And the key to this small world is naturally the Stone of Asking.

As long as he collected all the Asking Stones, he would be able to master a small thousand worlds in the Transformation Period, and at that time, even if that great power chased him, he would be able to barely protect himself.

At least, as long as you don't fall for his schemes and don't step into his trap, you can get out of the way.

This is the benefit and usefulness of mastering a small world.

With the law, there is the foundation.

Only with a foundation can you truly become a chess player.

"Hum—"

That black stone, after Lin Xiuran understood the cause and effect, burst out with a huge spiritual power.

It flashed with blue light, floating in the void in front of Lin Xiuran's body, floating and sinking, like a buoy indicating whether the fish had been hooked or not.

"It turns out that there is no need to wait too long, it's just this New Year's Eve; it turns out that there is really no need to look for it, there is a fate to meet, it really only needs to wait, it just needs to be automatically sent to the door!"

Lin Xiuran stood in front of the window, looking at the lights of the lantern riddle on the street, looking at this floating and heavy fragment of the Stone of Asking, in addition to being shocked, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

It turned out that from the moment he stepped on the border of Chen Guoguo, he had already seen the stone of asking questions.

In the pavilion of the Seven Stars Qingfeng Zhai, the stone man, Zhen Pu Gongzi, was walking under his nose, but he was in the middle of the game and didn't notice it.

He missed it when he was drinking in the Seven Stars Qingfeng Zhai, when he knocked him unconscious and hid him in a coffin in the courtyard of the Rongguo Mansion, and when he arrived in the capital, he also had a lot of news about him, but he just missed them one by one.

And now, all the way to the hard search, all the way around the circle, but he has returned to the original point.

And it turns out that the origin is the end.

The first time he met Zhen Pu under the Seven Stars Qingfeng Zhai was the fragment of the Asking Stone that he was looking for.

The dishes at the banquet tonight were also very similar to the table he had set up at the Seven Stars Qingfeng Zhai.

Everything is similar, as if it was deliberately arranged.

And all the hard work he has done in the middle is nothing but useless work!

"Hah—useless work!"

The cold wind blew, and it was bitter.

Lin Xiuran couldn't help but show a wry smile.

He once climbed to the top of the mountain, and he also manipulated all living beings, this kind of taste of being tricked by fate is really uncomfortable.

And he didn't want to have a second time.

Lin Xiuran grimaced.

......

"Xianggong!"

"Xianggong, are you okay?"

Luo Xin'er and Hua Xie Yu were very worried when they saw Lin Xiuran's face so dark.

What's going on?

Obviously it was fine just now, talking and laughing, why did it take a while to become like this?

Luo Xin'er looked at him pitifully, thinking that he was stunned, and hurriedly took out a fan to fan him, hoping that he would be more sober;

"Ahh

Lin Xiuran was pierced by Hua Jieyu, and screamed in pain.

Hua Jieyu heard him scream, but he patted his chest with confidence and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I still know that it hurts, Xianggong is fine!"

Lin Xiuran came back to his senses at this time, and suddenly, he was speechless for a while, and was very dissatisfied.

He "ruthlessly" gave her a knife to the head.

"Ahh

Na Nizi snorted, holding her head pitifully, staring at herself.

But instead of blaming herself as she usually did, she leaned over and hugged him.

Luo Xin'er was not to be outdone, and hugged him from behind.

Lin Xiuran's expression just now really frightened them.

But fortunately, everything was a false alarm.

Hua Jieyu buried her head in Lin Xiuran's chest and sniffed his breath wantonly.

She understood a little, and finally knew why Lin Xiuran looked like that.

She asked in a low voice, "Xianggong, is it...... Is that thing, did you find it?"

Lin Xiuran was hugged by the warm and glutinous bodies of the two of them, and there was no warmth in the bottom.

It's warm, it's warm.

Chen Guo's Question Stone Fragment has indeed been found!

His hand clumsily hugged Hua Jieyu and whispered, "Well, I found it!

"Found it, that's good!"

"That's great!"

......

[End of Volume 3]