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Of course, everyone discussed how to write about the thin man, but the imposter experience before this still had to be written separately.

Ding Li doesn't read much, but there is no problem in writing a report.

The problem must be with Wang Hu.

, a great poet who has never read a book, is pestering Sima Yi to help ghostwrite.

The report that Wang Hu wants to write, can it be called a report? Maybe it is a poem.

Sima Yi was so entangled that he had no choice but to lay out the paper and lift his ancestral talisman pen.

Everyone in the room began to frown.

Wang Hu coughed and began to dictate:

"I don't see you

The enemy's dark arrows came from the sky

Rushing into the arm does not return to ........ ”

......

Okay, this sentence is a little more normal, Ding Li can understand it, it should be about Zhao Ying rushing to the aid of the battle and being injured in the arm by an arrow.

Wang Hu pursed his lips and continued to export into a poem:

"I don't see you

The star's eyebrows furrowed

Love is like a tide, and admiration is like the sea......"

"What the hell?" Sima Yi's hand shook, and the cinnabar pen brought out a long ink tail on the paper.

Wang Hu was a little shy, but he still mustered up the courage to explain: "That, this poem is about a strong injury, when he is unconscious, his brows are furrowed, I like it so much." ”

"I can't stand it......" Zhang Er, who is known as a child of the family, shouted again and rushed out of the door.

Sima Yi was full of black lines, gritted his teeth and agreed with Wang Hu that he couldn't use poetry, he had to speak vernacular, or he wouldn't help write it.

The look in Wang Hu's eyes darkened slightly, and he seemed dissatisfied with Sima Yi's restriction on his poetic talents.

Then his eyes lit up again, as if he had thought of another brilliant sentence.

Ding Li saw Wang Hu's expression, and secretly said something bad in his heart.

Sure enough, Wang Hu coughed and spoke again.

This time, in order to fully express his artistic conception, he changed to a soft and slightly trembling accent and recited with emotion: "On that day, I happily realized that the most important moment in my life came, the flying dust of the recruit training ground could not blind my dreams, my dreams were there, I finally met you, my strength." ”

After saying this paragraph, Wang Hu also deliberately told Sima Yi to save some paper to write, because this paragraph is just an introduction, and there is still a long mental journey to be described in detail one by one.

Click.

Sima Yi's ancestral talisman pen was broken by himself.

Ding Li tacitly handed the waist knife to Sima Yi.

Sima Yi was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he couldn't pull out his sword.

The old gun girl couldn't wait, pushed Sima Yi away, rushed up with a shout, and beat Wang Hu to the ground, and only after the beating did she say hatefully that it was hers.

Okay, it's all wonderful, Ding Li was speechless and hid his face and walked out of the courtyard.

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This group of pig teammates, you can't count on it, it's important to solve the physical problems first.

He found a quiet corner in the courtyard and immersed himself in the world inside him again.

The uncle's true power showed no signs of escaping, and it was still flowing slowly as before.

After a day, Ding Li has confirmed that the previous True Power operation is good for his body, and the previously torn muscles have sprouted. The tendons in the body, under the washing of real power, release a little impurity, and begin to become condensed.

Even the bones, because they were immersed in the true power of Tai Chi, although they did not take a long time, gradually appeared crystal clear, like white jade washed with lead.

That's good, Ding Li made up his mind and decided to continue cultivating, maybe he could refine his body into a flower in the future.

As the frequency of the Tai Chi True Power in Ding Li's body became higher and higher, his whole body began to vibrate rhythmically, like a patient who was swinging.

I don't know when Zhang Er was already standing by Ding Li's side, not speaking, just watching quietly.

When Ding Li noticed Zhang Er, several hours had passed.

"Why are you standing there, why are you staring at me so weird?" Ding Li stood up, a little worried that Zhang Er would be polluted by Wang Hu.

Zhang Er and Ding Li have been together day and night for a year, Wang Hu is their common nightmare, how can he not understand Ding Li's meaning, he smiled heartily and teased: "Dali, if I want to go to you, I will be on you a long time ago, after all, I will sleep in the bed next to you, with your force, is there a chance to refuse?"

Without waiting for Ding Li to joke with him, Zhang Er restrained his grinning expression and said, "This time I want to talk to you about business, my grandfather wants to see you, he happens to be in Bailin Pass." ”

Ding Li was stunned, Zhang Er's grandfather? Isn't Zhang Er known as a family of gambling kings? If he didn't brag, then his grandfather was not a contemporary gambling king?

If the gambling king wants to see him, what will be the situation? Ding Li thought about it for a while, and felt that ninety percent of it was still because he had no pulse.

It seems that the pulseless body is indeed rare, so many people pay attention to it, there must be some inside information that they don't know, and everyone has been together since Zhang Er entered the customs, and they have never seen Zhang Er have contact with others, so how did his grandfather get in touch?

Being able to quietly communicate with people outside, it is not easy to think about Zhang Er, Ding Li does not say anything, and still answers in a relaxed tone: "Okay, will your grandfather please have dinner when they meet?"

Zhang Er smiled, and resumed his style of being a disciple of the Wang family, and said with a slight exaggeration: "Don't talk about eating, he is happy, and he can give you a city." ”

Ding Li's thoughts turned, and he hugged Zhang Er with a smile and said, "Then you have to hurry up, my heart is not so big, it's enough to send me a hundred sets of yards." ”

"Let's go, my grandfather is not so hot to me, and I don't know what I like about you, I haven't seen you for a whole year, and I asked me to come to you as soon as we met. ”

Ding Li didn't care whether Zhang Er was telling the truth or not, Shi Shiran followed Zhang Er, anyway, this Bailin border town is heavily armed, and he also has a assembly post on him, so he is not afraid of what Zhang Er will do.

The more you walk, the more strange it becomes, obviously everyone is coming to Bailinguan for the first time, and they are not familiar with the place, but Zhang Er turns left and right as if there is no obstacle, and it doesn't take long to stand in front of a restaurant.

This building is magnificent, painted and carved beams, people come and go inside, and there are bursts of music in the lobby.

Zhang Er didn't use the doorman to lead the way, and took Ding Li straight up to the third floor.

The third floor should be specially set up for the distinguished guests of the private room, designed very cleverly, from the stairs to the bottom of the lobby to cut the liveliness by half, and so on into the third floor of the parking place, there is no noise to hear, only the faint sound of the piano floated up, so that the third floor has an elegant temperament.

Entering the private room on the left, the line of sight suddenly opened, it seems that the owner has really put his heart, just using an innovative floor-to-ceiling hollow shell window, this small private room, to create a sense of openness as if the outside is an open-air courtyard.

There were only two people in the private room, both of whom were elderly.

The old man sitting on the main seat should be Zhang Er's grandfather, although he is wearing a gold brocade suit, and the ornaments on his body are also extremely luxurious, but he has a hooked nose and is also dry and thin, giving people a feeling of being a mean old man, without a sense of pride of a contemporary gambling king.

In addition, the old man in the guest seat looked much more comfortable, looked ordinary, and dressed ordinarily, the only thing that stood out was that his eyebrows were very long, and his hair was straight into his sideburns, as slender as a willow leaf sword.

Ding Li glanced at the slightly masculine Zhang Er, and was a little suspicious that this item was picked up, because in terms of appearance alone, he and his grandfather couldn't fight together.