Chapter Ninety-Seven: I Am a Reader

The Lantern Festival has passed more than ten days, although there is still snow as far as the eye can see, but winter goes to spring, unconsciously the weather has begun to warm up, and the beginning of spring has also come inadvertently. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhu Chenhuan was meditating in the room to comprehend the subtlety of the fourth layer of the living water realm of "Hongmeng Creation Formula", after that day of the battle with Lizhen Temple Huijue, Zhu Chenhuan's stagnant "Hongmeng Creation Recipe" finally broke through, from the turbulent tide into the endless living water realm.

When you reach the realm of living water, the vitality in your body will no longer be shackled by heaven and earth, and you can generate your own vitality, circulate throughout your body, and then flow back to your vital energy points, endlessly, and circulate all the time, ensuring that Zhu Chenhuan's vitality is inexhaustible.

Of course, this is not to say that Zhu Chenhuan is really invincible, living water needs a spring, and the size of the spring depends on his own strength and potential, and how much turbulent vitality he can squeeze and apply it to his own attack also needs to be seen in a comprehensive manner.

But overall, Zhu Chenhuan's current strength is more than several times higher than before he reached the realm of living water.

Opening his eyes and exhaling a breath of turbidity, Zhu Chenhuan clenched his fists again and muttered: "Now this blow, compared to Tong Ye's punch that day, how will it be compared to the punch that day smashed the mountains and rivers? Although it seems that it is only five points, it looks like it should be eighty percent, right? ”

Zhu Chenhuan got up and got out of bed, and as soon as he put on his shoes, he heard Han Dong'er's voice sound outside: "Childe, Brother Chen, it's time for us to go, my father said that if you don't go to the sun, you will have to tan your buttocks, and the fiery red buttocks are like being beaten and swollen, which is not good-looking." ”

Zhu Chenhuan naturally knew that Han Dong'er's last sentence was nonsense, he shook his head with a smile, and looked down at the silver needle on the edge of the bed, but it was already gone.

"Don't you even have a silver needle left? How can it be so careful that it is so different from what I imagined to be the fifth person in the Middle East?"

Zhu Chenhuan's hand was fluorescent, he reached out to touch the three needle eyes, and felt that there was no residue of vitality inside, so he stopped doing futile work, since there was still an assassination, then he would happily wait, just as a widely circulated saying on the earth in his previous life, since he can't hide from the fucking God's strong "cheap", then enjoy it happily, and occasionally shout two words at high tide, and he can't help but go through it, isn't it?

Han Dong'er leaned on the window and shouted, "Brother Chen, why don't you ignore me." ”

Zhu Chenhuan picked up his bag with a smile, shook the folding fan in his hand, walked to the door, knocked on Han Dong'er's little head, and said with a smile: "Your voice, even the deaf can hear it, if I yell like you, wouldn't I be slandered as a fool in my heart?"

"Who dare?" said Han Dong'er's eyes widened.

Zhu Chenhuan shook his head silently, looked back at the room where there was no trace of vitality, and turned around and left without looking back.

Ride on the horse, follow the dart team from the north gate of Cangli City, walk a mile away, turn your head to look at this vicissitudes of life and the simple city, look at the mottled traces on the city wall, there is the red of dried blood, there is also the brown of the soil that later made up the hole, and the yellow of the desert yellow sand stained with the withered yellow, in the backlight, through the direct sunlight squinting, I feel that there are some colorful and strange beauty.

He Wei, the second-in-command of Zhenwei Dart Bureau, slowed down his speed, rode parallel to Zhu Chenhuan, and saw Zhu Chenhuan looking back at the quaint border military town, opening a rough voice full of python whiskers, and said: "Cangli City, vicissitudes and gorgeous, standing in this desert full of cannibalistic bones, can reach the north to the Fengyun country where all the soldiers eat people and don't spit out bones, it's really a bull's spirit! When I was young, I once walked through a dart and passed through this place, but at that time, I was young and conceited, and I thought that with an army of nearly 300,000 people to defend a city, what could I win?" Give me an army of 300,000 and it will be able to do just that. But I have lived for more than ten years, I have experienced strong winds and waves, and I almost died twice, and now I look back at this city, and I just want to say that even if I give my special mother 500,000 people, I can't keep it!

Zhu Chenhuan looked at the burly man with some surprise, but saw He Wei shaking his head with a smile, and said: "The dart head said, to communicate with you, a scholar, it is better to pretend to have some ink in your stomach, otherwise you will be foul language when you open your mouth, I am afraid that you will not be used to listening to it." I've also consulted with several students who have read books in the dart team for a few days, and I pondered for a long time before I came to show you off.

Zhu Chenhuan nodded with a smile, withdrew his gaze from the beautiful and simple city wall, drove his horse forward without looking back, and said as he walked: "I have changed, and I have become more knowledgeable than me, a scholar." ”

"Haha" He Wei raised his head and laughed, his face was full of python whiskers and trembled, after laughing, he shook his head and said: "The old man is coarse, he has a bad memory, and he doesn't understand any big truths, the words he just said are all that can be shown, now let me say something, I can't say it." ”

Zhu Chenhuan shook the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly called out "Brother He", He Wei turned his head when he heard this, only to see Zhu Chenhuan throwing the folding fan in his hand, he hurriedly put the plate axe in front of him, stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at Zhu Chenhuan for some reason.

"Brother He, in fact, I am not a pure reader, I have even done the work of digging birds' eggs, showing palmistry, and deceiving people to play chess to make money, and the ink in my stomach is less than one or two, and I don't want to do anything that a reader should have. ”

Zhu Chenhuan hooked the rope with one hand, and drew a circle on the horseback with the other finger, the big circle covered the small circle, and the small circle connected the big circle, and continued: "Isn't there a saying, people have to rely on clothes, the reason why I am like a reader who reads poetry and books is not to rely on my own clothes? But I can't take off my clothes, and I have to rely on it to continue to deceive people, so I gave this folding fan to my brother, so that Brother He can also live a reader's addiction, don't care about him in spring, summer, autumn and winter before you have nothing to say, shake the fan twice, and ensure that your jade tree is in the wind, and you are suave." ”

When He Wei heard this, he opened the folding fan in his hand, which looked very luxurious, and saw that there were two words on the surface of the fan - containing garlic, and on the back of the fan were five large cursive characters - I am a reader.

Although He Wei doesn't read, he still knows a few big characters, so when he saw these five words, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Zhu Chenhuan saw this, the corners of his mouth turned up, shook his head and said: "I'm a reader, if it's fake, who dares to say that I'm not a reader?"

He Wei laughed again at this time, seeing Zhu Chenhuan's expression becoming more and more warm, he carefully put away the folding fan, and immediately clasped his fists to Zhu Chenhuan, and said sincerely: "I hate to meet with Gongzi Chen!"