Chapter 139: Return to the city

Under the night sky, ink paintings emerge. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, for Chen Dingtian, between heaven and earth, everything disappeared.

He entered a wonderful situation, in another world.

In this world, there are mountains, rivers, and people, the world is peaceful, and the people live a leisurely life. Perfect like a dream, gorgeous yet deep. Chen Dingtian's armor disappeared, and he turned into an old farmer. naturally integrated into this world, forgetting his identity, and the two black guns in his hands also became two smoking guns. Chen Dingtian has many sons and grandchildren, and the four generations are in the same house. In his old age, he fished when he had nothing to do, took his great-grandson, and chatted with the old people in the neighborhood.

The crowd outside the ink painting couldn't help but be shocked. I didn't expect that Confucianism had such a strange method to suck people into the painting.

What Chen Dingtian did in the painting can be clearly seen by Li Shaobai and others.

And the leisurely Chen Dingtian forgot his identity, and he couldn't even see the falsehood of this world. In the two-dimensional painting scroll with only length and width, Chen Dingtian has also become a two-dimensional ink figure, with only the size of the area and no weight.

Zeng Zi was humble and gentlemanly, and he stretched out his hand gracefully. The ink scroll flew into his hand and rolled up automatically, becoming a cylinder of painting.

Zeng Zi was personable, stood in the air, and said: "I won this gambling game." ”

The city lord of Yongcheng suppressed the shock in his heart and nodded again and again.

"It's nature. also asked Zeng Zi to release Chen Junzhu and convince him of the loss. ”

Although the city lord of Yongcheng has some disagreements with Chen Dingtian, Chen Dingtian is the military master of the Longxiang army, and the defense of Yongcheng still has to rely on him, so he can't just let Zeng Zi suppress him.

Li Shaobai secretly scolded in his heart, these Confucian scholars are really cunning, and they play some side balls. If Zeng Zi really only used the strength of the upper grade and the middle rank, you would be able to suppress the top grade and upper rank Chen Dingtian so easily. Li Shaobai, I don't believe it!

However, he and Chen Dingtian are not related, and there was a misunderstanding before, and they couldn't help him speak.

Zengzi still said in a personable manner: "Of course!"

After that, Zeng Zi crumpled the scroll in his hand into a paper ball, threw it out, the paper ball disappeared, and Chen Dingtian reappeared in the void.

As soon as Chen Dingtian saw Zengzi, the memories of life in his previous ink paintings came to his heart one by one.

Chen Dingtian was furious, "Master Sour, you dare to play tricks on me!"

The city lord of Yongcheng hurriedly stopped Chen Dingtian, who was about to have a seizure, and said, "Master Chen, you have already lost this gambling battle. ”

"Lost!" Chen Dingtian was furious, and his heart was burning with anger.

He couldn't help but burst into foul language, "Fuck your mother's fart!

The city lord was about to explain to him, but Zeng Zi stopped him.

Zeng Zi smiled: "It seems that Elder Chen is still a little unconvinced. ”

Zengzi's ring ruler appeared in his hand, this ring ruler is three feet long, three inches wide, half an inch thick, the whole body is emerald green, the color is like jade, and there is no trace of impurities.

He raised the ruler and tried it on his hand first, and it crackled.

"It's not bad! It's still okay to teach the next generation a lesson. ”

The smile in Zengzi's eyes was even greater.

Chen Dingtian was so shocked by the smile in his eyes that his heart trembled.

He knew that this was Zeng Shen warning him, if he didn't know each other again, he was afraid that he would really die.

Chen Dingtian's chest was burning with anger, but he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

His face changed, but he finally held back his anger.

"Okay, I, admit it, lose. ”

Chen Dingtian gritted his teeth and said, word by word.

He secretly swore in his heart that this matter was not over! One day, he would be humiliated today, and he would make Confucianism repay it doublely.

Zeng Zi also seemed to see the anger in Chen Dingtian's heart, and he smiled and said: "Okay, good! Since this is the case, I will bring your son back to Lu Country and educate him well." I believe that with the qualifications of your son, he will soon be able to become a generation of Confucians. When the time comes, the father can be virtuous, isn't it a good story. ”

After that, Zeng Zishou grabbed Chen Ming on Qifeng in the air, and grabbed Chen Ming into his hand.

Zeng Zi said with a smile: "Everyone, since there is nothing else to do, I will retire first, and there will be a period later." ”

"There will be a period later. "There will be a date later. "There will be a date later. ”

Chen Dingtian roared.

"Damn!"

He punched first.

With a bang, the trees under him collapsed one after another, and a circular pit with a diameter of hundreds of zhang and a depth of dozens of zhang appeared.

This is not over, he punched the earth, and the hatred in his heart is as big as the hole in the ground.

Li Shaobai snorted and laughed in his heart, and suddenly felt that the pressure was reduced, aren't all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought having one heart?

After a while, the city lord said, "It's not too early! Let's go back first!"

Li Shaobai and Yin Jiange nodded.

After venting, Chen Dingtian also returned to the city, leaving only half of the mountain trees broken and the ground pitted, just like the surface of the moon.