In the face of the fragrant roast chicken, Mai Scholar has no image at all, and the appearance is miserable, even if Ding Weimao has seen it no less than ten times, he can't help but feel furious in his heart. What the hell is this worldly talent who stirs up the storm, it's just a stinky flower in a scholar's costume.

Jin Hongfang, a scholar in Mai, turned a blind eye to the contemptuous eyes of someone next to him, and ate very attentively and happily.

Three times five divided by two, three or four pounds of roast chicken was wiped out, Jin Hongfang even sat directly on the wooden floor, his mouth was full of oil, in Ding Weimao's stunned eyes, the former casually rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth.

Probably thinking that such a large pile of chicken bones in the wooden house was indeed a bit of a bad scenery, Jin Hongfang moved his body, looking like he was going to throw all the chicken bones off the tall tree.

For someone's rude behavior, Ding Weimao has long been surprised.

However, Ding Weimao's heart suddenly froze, and he seemed to suddenly remember something.

hurriedly spoke out to dissuade, "Don't don't, don't throw it down." ”

Jin Hongfang was taken aback, glanced back at the former angrily, and said, "What are you doing, you want to scare people to death? Besides, it's not the first day you've seen Young Master Ben do this, as for making such a fuss?"

While talking, Jin Hongfang still planned to throw the chicken bone in his hand out of the window.

Ding Weimao listened to the black lines on his face. As for littering food scraps, that guy has a strange set of arguments every time he stinks and shamelessly, and he says that it is to provide food for the birds in the house.

However, the truth is that there are not a few birds, but mosquitoes and the like have attracted a lot. It caused the people in the house to be tired of cleaning.

"My ancestors..."Ding Weimao hurriedly snatched the chicken bones that were still stained with saliva from the scholar's hand, and said with a cold sweat on his forehead: "If it was in the past, let alone throwing these chicken bones, you just threw the knife down, and I won't stop it, but not today......"

"Not today?" Jin Hongfang was stunned, "Why can't you do it, could it be that the emperor is coming down here?"

Ding Weimao smiled bitterly, "Where did we come from, the emperor Lao'er, although it is not, it is not much closer, at least in my opinion." ”

Jin Hongfang knew it in his heart, and said with a smile: "No wonder you kid is so generous today, your feelings are pinched by someone's nose." ”

After speaking, Jin Hongfang poked his head out of the window, just in time to see an old man with gray hair sitting under a tree.

I don't know if it's an accident, or if he noticed the gaze of the scholar, the old man surnamed Ding, who was in the top three in Quicksand City, raised his head for no reason, and his light gaze soared.

Without waiting to meet the old man's gaze, the Mai scholar retracted his head.

"What an old fox. The Mai scholar sighed for no reason.

"Okay, okay, didn't you just say that casually. Seeing the bitter look on the face of the eldest prince of the Ding family beside him, the Mai scholar said angrily.

Ding Weimao asked in a low voice: "When can I let the old man meet, he seems to have a lot of things to discuss with you." ”

That is, there are no outsiders around, otherwise they will be shocked when they hear what the former said. The Ding family is in Quicksand City, and even in Guangmo, how famous it is, as the inaugurated head of the Ding family, Ding Huan Ding, the old man, who is sitting under the tree with his butt at the moment, is a character who can make the entire Guangmo tremble by stomping his feet.

With such a big person, on weekdays, there are as many people who want to come to the door to see as if they are a carp crossing the river, but only a small number of people are qualified to see them. However, now, there is a young junior who has such a big shelf, and he even dares to ignore the existence of Ding Lao. What's even more depressing is that the old man still likes to stick a hot face to a cold buttocks.

Hearing Ding's question, Jin Hongfang, a scholar in Mai, fell his eyes on the wide table. I saw a piece of high-quality parchment laid on the case, and the wide parchment paper was painted with simple houses, or alleys and hills, and there were small characters on the side, dense, but neat. It's like a quicksand city on paper!

Mai Scholar said softly: "It's almost." ”

Ding Weimao looked at the only clean and tidy thing in this room-quicksand map, and his eyes lit up for no reason. It's no wonder that he reacted like this, you must know that this quicksand map from the scholar's hand can be said to cover everything, and Yan Pai's success is almost equivalent to half of the quicksand city.

I have to say that the stinky scholar who no longer has a hippie smile is very extraordinary. Ding Weimao couldn't help but secretly glance at it twice. Ding Weimao was very amazed in his heart, Quicksand City has always been famous for its mixture of fish and dragons, even he, who grew up in Quicksand City almost since he was a child, has not been able to find out all the forces in the city. Not to mention the out-of-town guests.

However, the Mai scholar in front of him from the Da Ying Dynasty only took half a decade of effort, and he knew everything about the size of Quicksand City.

Of course, this is also thanks to the huge information network of the Yan faction. This is especially true after the alliance with the City Lord's Mansion.

Ding Weimao was in a good mood and said with a smile: "If you don't go down, those old guys will have to ask someone to cut down trees." ”

At first, Ding Weimao, like most people in the outside world, didn't understand why the scholar in Mai didn't live in the incense building and wanted to live in a tall tree, but when he saw the scholar standing by the window and sketching quicksand, he suddenly understood.

Jin Hongfang, a scholar in Mai, smiled indifferently, his eyes looked out of the window, and he whispered inexplicably: "Quicksand City is too small." ”

Hearing this, Ding Weimao's face was silent, but his heart was inexplicably hit hard - this son is really like a fish in water, and there is also a time for a fish to jump into the dragon gate!

Seeing that the eyes of the Mai scholar were looking to the east intentionally or unintentionally, Ding Weimao pointed to it casually and said with a smile: "The Xianyang of the Daying Dynasty is big enough, which day will you find a taller and bigger tree than this to live in?"

The Mai scholar snorted and pouted, "You really think that the young master likes to live in a high place where this bird can't pull out." ”

Ding Dagongzi laughed. Regarding the fact that the former, who has a bit of a beggar temperament, likes to call himself a young master, Ding Weimao is not surprised.

"Oh, yes. Ding Weimao seemed to suddenly remember something, and said: "In recent days, Xianyang City has been very lively, and I heard that there is a big demon breaking into Lishan. ”

The big demon in Ding Weimao's mouth is naturally the demon saint Gongye Ling.

Of course, Mai didn't know. He didn't even know about the rumored big demon breaking into Lishan Mountain, until he heard Ding Weimao talk about it at this moment. It's no wonder that since entering Quicksand City, this guy has never fallen into a tall tree, and even if there is news to convey it, it is all a matter of Guang Desert.

"The Great Demon Breaks into Lishan?!" Jin Hongfang was slightly stunned, then clapped his hands and laughed, and said: "It's not a secret, young master, I have wanted to do this for a long time, heaven and earth are out of the mountains, why should the family surnamed Ji take it for themselves." ”

Jin Hongfang couldn't help but look in a trance, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he murmured: "Ling'er, one day, I will take you to the top of Li Mountain to watch the sunrise and sunset." This is his Jin Hongfang's promise to Gongyeling before leaving Xuzhou.

Ding Weimao's eyes widened, after getting along for so long, how could he have seen this sloppy guy look like this, just like a ploughing cow in heat. But he didn't know that the Ling'er in the former mouth was the big demon he himself said earlier!

Without warning, the Mai scholar bent down, and then sat on the ground, only to see him holding his head in his hands, his face was full of pain, and his mouth was shouting loudly.

Ding Weimao was taken aback at the time, and at first thought it was the former's joke, but then he found that the scholar's face was not fake at all.

Because of the loud shout, not only the old man Ding under the tree was startled, but even the other people in the house heard the strange noise.

In an instant, many dormant masters emerged in various hidden corners of the mansion, rushing to the place one after another. I thought it was the Xishu forces led by the eunuch Lan Shen who sneaked in.

Ding Weimao is worthy of being the eldest son of the Ding family, and when he was cold, he stepped forward and put his hand on the shoulder of the Mai scholar, wanting to ask the latter about the situation, but his hand touched the Mai scholar's shoulder, and an invisible but irresistible force erupted from the scholar's shoulder.

was unlucky like the eldest son of Ding, and the whole person was overturned and pushed away at that time.

With a loud "bang", the upside-down body blasted the sturdy wooden house out of a large hole.

Ding Weimao's body was like a heavy broken branch, and he fell sharply, during which his body hit the branches, directly breaking many branches.

More than ten zhang high, if it falls firmly, with the state of this Ding Dagongzi at the moment, even if he is lucky not to die, it is estimated that he will have to be crippled for life.

Fortunately, at the dangerous moment when the former was only nine feet away from the ground, the white-haired old man with sleepy eyes moved like the wind, and he saw the old man surnamed Ding swaggering, easily rolling Ding Weimao in it, and then lightly placing it on the ground.

The old man's gaze was like lightning, and it fell on his eldest grandson, as if he was asking the latter what had happened above.

Ding Weimao, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, just wanted to speak, his eyes became darker and darker, so he could only shake his head lightly and fell unconscious.

At the same time, a scholar's roar suddenly came from above.

Hearing this, the old man's face was extremely solemn, just because the scholar was not roaring at the world, but the "thief God"!

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Kuanglu Mountain, Bailu Academy

In the heart of Baijiu Lake, Lu Buming, the current Confucian master, is arguing with himself for the little wine left, while holding black and white seeds in both hands, playing with his left and right hands, and he is very happy.

For no reason, Lu Lao raised his eyebrows, and then the two white eyebrows were squeezed together, with a look of amazement and solemnity.

Regardless of the fact that the chess game was still not finished, Lu Buming, who dropped the black and white pieces in his hand and closed his eyes tightly, inserted his hands into the wide sleeves of his coat. Ten fingers pinched out all kinds of mysterious seals.

After a while, Lu Buming opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and sighed!

"Five hundred years and spring and autumn, the reader has finally returned to the book!" (To be continued.) )