Yes, that's right, what Chen Yuanyuan told Yang Ting is a big example of a character who used to write essays for elementary school students, Mr. Abraham Lincoln.

Of course, it's embellished, the characters, the country, and the inspirational part of the story, and the part that is not suitable for telling is not mentioned at all.

Yang Ting may not like this story, but Yang Ting likes Chen Yuanyuan very much.

Start with the bowl of wine he brought.

He wasn't defeated, he was just suddenly a little confused, a little uncomfortable after losing his strength.

Just drank that bowl of wine, and a spicy taste rushed up from the esophagus, and it was much more comfortable at once.

"Anything else?" asked Yang Ting.

Chen Yuanyuan turned his face, looked at Ma San, and said, "Brother Ma, I really can't go ......" Before he finished speaking, Ma San turned around and took out a large urn from the hotel, as well as two large bowls.

Chen Yuanyuan picked up the big urn with great difficulty and poured wine into the bowl, but a lot of it was poured out of the bowl on the street.

Picking up the bowl, Chen Yuanyuan was not hypocritical, and said, "Dry!" and drank it without stopping.

Yang Ting touched the blood on the side of his mouth with his fingers, let the wounds on his body bleed, and drank a bowl of water.

The two of them drank a bowl of you and me a bowl of it, and soon a pot of good wine was at the bottom.

Chen Yuanyuan was drunk after all.

With a red face, he hugged Yang Ting and shouted, What are you Qiao Feng and I am Duan Yu, come, let's drink sorghum wine bowl by bowl Ah, now there is a lack of a void bamboo.

Looking at Chen Yuanyuan, who had wiped his own blood, went crazy, although he couldn't understand what he was saying, Yang Ting still showed a smile.

Chen Yuanyuan has no intentions for himself, which Yang Ting can feel that he is born with abilities that others do not have.

Whoever is good to themselves is clear.

For example, the head disciple of the Sword Sect who had kindness to himself just now, of course, his kindness also contained kindness to his dedication to the way of the sword.

For example, in the previous hand-held summons, his last words were not mocking himself, in fact, his last words were not so much mockery as exhortation.

He didn't want to lead himself astray as he seemed.

In fact, Chen Yuanyuan did not have any utilitarian thoughts about this person.

In fact, Chen Yuanyuan really wants to be a dashing and dashing ranger-like character.

In fact, Chen Yuanyuan also wants to see a river and lake that looks like his own image.

In fact, Chen Yuanyuan is not a wise and close to demon person, and he is not good enough to do many things.

In fact......

So Chen Yuanyuan came down and took the wine with him.

He just really, really looks at this person very pleasing to the eye.

So he got drunk.

But nothing can be said.

Broken Sword stood coldly on the platform and looked at this.

His face was calm, but there was still a flame of humiliation burning in his eyes.

Bared teeth, like a wolf.

White-eyed wolf.

......

Later that day, a drunk Chen Yuanyuan was carried back to the mansion.

Zhou Buxing sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Chen Yuanyuan, who was drunk and unconscious.

Broken Sword stood respectfully beside the bed.

"Let's talk about it. Zhou said, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the edge of the bed.

Broken Sword slowly told everything about today.

There is no omission.

Not a little bit omitted.

Zhou Uneasy didn't interrupt him and listened to him.

"Why are you hostile to him?" Zhou asked calmly, looking into the eyes of the broken sword.

Broken Sword froze instantly, but still spoke, "I thought you knew. “

Zhou uneasy smiled.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Zhou Yiyi was like an angry lion, slapping the broken sword in the face, and the broken sword staggered back a few steps, with a mouth, and a few teeth mixed with blood spit out.

Zhou Uneasy did not continue to move, but continued to sit on the edge of the bed.

There was nothing unusual at all, as if it wasn't him who shot just now.

Broken Sword glanced at Zhou Uneasy resentfully, but Zhou Uneasy didn't look at him.

Just squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Get out!"

When the crow and the severed finger came, they saw the broken sword covering his face and stumbling out of the doorway.

As if they hadn't seen it, the crow and the severed finger "bumped" past him.

Broken Sword clenched the sword in his hand.

The weeping crow turned away.

Severed Finger grabbed the Crying Crow.

"Draw your sword!" said the weeping crow.

The hand that broke the sword was squeezed tighter and tighter. The green tendon emerged as an arm.

But there was no sword.

The weeping crow spat on the ground and left.

Leave the broken sword alone.

With his head down, he seemed to bite a bite of his teeth.

It's just that Chen Yuanyuan doesn't know about these, and if he knows, he will analyze the strange situation of this broken sword and Zhou Uneasy's group.

The moon was in the west, and another day passed.

Chen Yuanyuan touched his head and woke up.

His face was also covered with a wet towel.

Chen Yuanyuan thought carefully for a long time before remembering what he had done, where was this question and answer.

When I looked up, I saw the scholar asleep on the table.

Chen Yuanyuan felt thirsty, so he decided to get out of bed and drink some water, but as soon as he moved, the scholar woke up.

Chen Yuanyuan originally wanted to call Uncle Li, but when he heard this person's heartbeat and breathing, Chen Yuanyuan was stunned and said, "Brother Scholar." ”

The scholar poured a cup of tea, brought it over, and nodded.

"When did you get out of customs?" asked Chen Yuanyuan.

"Yesterday. The scholar smiled, "So-so broke through the shackles and reached the sixth grade, after all, it took too long to stop at the seventh grade." ”

It's been too long, Chen Yuanyuan knows how long it is, and it's too long in just two words, it's sixteen years.

"Congratulations to the scholar. Chen Yuanyuan congratulated.

The scholar opened his mouth and laughed twice, as if he remembered something, and said: "Lao Li......" When he said this, he paused obviously, as if it took a lot of effort to say the word Lao Li, and then said: "He went back to his hometown for the time being, he said that it was not convenient to be here." ”

"He told me to give this to you. The scholar took out a white paper and handed it to Chen Yuanyuan.

Chen Yuanyuan took it and found that this was the thing he had taken from the little Taoist priest - the book that was forbidden to read.

It looks like the book is the same as the original.

But Chen Yuanyuan opened the book and found that the book could finally be read.

The cover is still white, bare, nothing.

It's just that there are a few ancient seal characters written on the first page.

"The Treasure Book of the Ground. ”

Continue to turn down, there is a general outline, the first line clearly reads: "Wherever there are big mines in the world, there must be strange things, or 10,000 years ago for the dragon vein, or 10,000 years ago for the great evil." This disciple, who is good at looking at qi, must not observe the lifeline of the qi of the great mine, otherwise, the catastrophe will not be far away. ”