Sima Yan didn't know how much hair he had snatched off, and all kinds of classic poems came out of the mouth of the kid in front of him, and he didn't stop at all. The others are big and coarse, and it sounds like that's it, and it feels like it's pretty good. But Sima Yan, who has a certain cultural background, is completely speechless, this guy is really a prodigy, and he may not be able to make a song casually, but he has dozens of songs in such a short time!

The brain of Ink is already running at high speed, overloaded, everything that should be thought of in the brain has been scavenged, and many things need to be given a hint to remember. I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, I have not read them at all, and the deepest memories are memorized over and over again for some reason, and it is really difficult to think of it out of thin air now.

With a snort, I couldn't help but exhale, the ink didn't know at all, and it was so difficult to plagiarize. In the past, when I read novels, those traversers could casually come up with peerless sentences, and they didn't have the same thing, but now I think about it, it's absolutely deceiving. Just thinking of the previous thought of several poems are short of catties and short two, I can't remember it completely, ink has reason to despise those traversers, what to open your mouth to come to some poems that are rarely tested at all, you think you are a top student in the liberal arts class, and your memory is amazing, maybe the person behind you is sweating profusely behind your brilliance to search for information on the Internet, giving you cheats, gold fingers.

Jinguang Temple is on the mountain, and it was already late when they came to the town at the foot of the mountain. So don't say more, eat and rest and go up tomorrow. No one here wants to go to the top to eat steamed buns and sleep in a humble wing. So Sima Datu bravely helped these people find a restaurant, asked where they lived, and what they did was completely in line with the dress on his body.

Since someone is busy with work, after Shui Mo took the lead and sat down, the others were not polite, they sat down, waited for the meal, when Sima Yan thought that he was a saddle before the horse, and all the details were ready, the wine and food came up, and when they were still waiting for him, he came to his seat, poured a glass, and toasted with everyone.

The shopkeeper's direct eyes protruded, when did the family be so arrogant, the shopkeeper was even more envious, this is the most awesome character in their line, find a time to discuss life planning with him, I haven't seen these rich children are so polite to a small guy, this living example is completely their biggest encouragement.

Everyone else has changed their attitude towards this new joining Sima Yan, at least they don't need to worry about money, they don't need to worry about money, they sell this kind of thing cheaply, it's good to do it once, and it's really a loser to keep doing it.

However, the expression of the ink has always been very subtle, and he stopped talking and stared straight at Sima Yan. Sample, no matter how you look at it, I really can't tell you if I don't join the sect, Sima Yan decided to ignore him.

"Brother Mo, what do you want to say?" Liu Xin looked at Ink and Wash on the side, and said curiously.

"Hmm...... I just want to ask...... "Ink and wash are hesitant to speak."

"There's nothing to talk about in this matter!" Sima Yan's attitude was very decisive, involving the secrets of the sect, and he must not make an exception.

"No, I just want to ask, you have a lot of money at noon, why do you use medium-grade spirit stones to pay the bill?"

Sima Yan's hand raising his glass stopped in the air, and he was in a trance for a long time before he came back to his senses. I seem to have the money for a meal, but why do I have to use spirit stones to pay the bill and pack it afterwards?

Damn! I just can't take out a thousand taels, and it's not that I can't pay for cheap wine! Several other people reacted with very subtle eyes, this kid was definitely in a dead end at that time! Liu Xin said that it was worth a thousand gold, and the shopkeeper didn't know how to accept the goods, so he paid for the wine on his behalf, and then he ......

Zhongpin Lingshi, I feel distressed, Sima Yan has the urge to turn around and go back!

So, at this meal, they ate quite happily, and the only one who had no appetite was Sima Yan. Others clinked glasses and toasted him, and he kept recalling whether there were any acquaintances who knew him at that time, otherwise this matter would be shaken out, and he would be able to travel abroad in the next ten years, and he would definitely feel uncomfortable when he went back.

The three of them secretly exchanged glances, look, revenge is coming soon! Master Ink's revenge will not be overnight, and people don't do it on purpose, it's just an on-the-spot play!

In the middle of the wine, Sima Yan, who was already listless, buried his head in his stomach for a few breaths as if he was not strong enough to drink, then stood up and said a little relief, and left in a hurry. The people at the table didn't care, this guy hadn't been in high spirits since he was stimulated by the ink, and no one cared about leaving at this time.

However, when they were full of wine and food, they found that Sima Yan had not returned! When they found out one by one, they immediately broke out in a cold sweat, not because they were worried that Sima Yan would suffer from accidents, but because he had not paid the money. What about this Nima pit man?

Ink is the same as everyone else, his face is so bad that he dies, the tea and cups have not stopped after the meal, and there is no money to use to pay off debts, but when he thinks about it, he will be angry, and he will take revenge by leaving a few people here?

After the initial anger, Mo Qian and the others regained their calm, there was no need to worry about this matter, and it was not that they really had nothing to pay. A few people have a good showlike mentality in their hearts, and from time to time they peek at the ink and wash a few times, to see that he is in a bad mood, and the ink dry people are in a very good mood, of course, this point cannot be revealed, otherwise it will lead to fire.

Finally, Sima Yan finally came to a table when some people closed their eyes and recuperated, some people stared at the teacups in front of them, and studied the tea leaves and learned their thoughts.

The clothes were still the same, but his face was flushed and full of alcohol, much more than when he left. This is......

Ink stared at him with a smile, wondering if there was any need to shout, so that his friends who hadn't left and gone far would definitely come back to see his other Sima Yan in a small costume.

Sima Yan was really frightened when he came into contact with the eyes of the ink, hell! So many people here are still in the clouds, this kid saw through it at once, and rushed to the ink regardless of his gaffe, "Don't say it, I owe you a favor!"

Shui Mo nodded, agreed, and got up to go back to the room. Sima Yan also immediately said goodbye and went back to his room to rest. The other group of people who were still unclear about the situation looked at each other, and they didn't want to think about it, so they all got up and went back to rest.

Sleep refreshed, early in the morning, I ordered a table to eat breakfast in the corner Sima Yan and Shui Mo, ignoring the gossip of others, and inquired about his mysterious disappearance yesterday. In fact, it was very simple, when the wine was in the middle of the year, Sima Yan saw that the two junior disciples of his sect also appeared in the restaurant, and he was originally backed by them, and he would not be discovered if he was low-key. However, I found that these two people were worried, and I didn't worry about saying goodbye and sneaking out to follow them secretly, and came to the wilderness, okay, a large number of people were guarding in front, and these two little rabbit cubs were obviously in trouble.

So, he changed back into his sect suit, stepped forward, and rescued these two guys who didn't know the height of the sky, and by the way, he also saved several people who were kidnapped. The other people he saved were friends made by his junior brother outside, and Sima Yan also had a little impression of these two junior brothers, one was called Yang Bei, and the other was called Mu Sang, who had communicated a few times, and his talent was not bad, but he was far worse than himself.

In order to thank him for saving his life, his little junior brother proposed to have a meal, and several other people also nodded in agreement. Refusal? No, my senior brother has always appeared with a gentle and elegant image, wouldn't it seem too indifferent to refuse, and what an excuse? Could it be that he still has friends, so would it be Ken or Ken to propose to get to know himself together? Then, Sima Yan thought about it, and immediately nodded in agreement, but the place has to be chosen by himself!

Therefore, when Sima Yan came back, he obviously drank too much, and a group of juniors and juniors were too enthusiastic, especially when they learned that they had broken through the Jindan period and could become a Jindan elder after returning to the sect to register, so they toasted frequently, and after a few rounds, the time passed unconsciously.

But when he came back, he had already used his spiritual power to sober up, so it wouldn't be so obvious, right? Thinking of this, Sima Yan felt a big loss because he lost his personal favor for no reason!

However, the favor of ink and wash was quickly realized, and he just asked himself who knew about the warmth of Haoran righteousness, and who were the people who practiced studying? This can be said, so some famous people in the vicinity, as well as some good-tempered people in the court and China, who are willing to promote the younger generations, all explained. Those great Confucians should not have the stinky rules of their own sect, which is also confidential, and that can't be said!

Okay, it's convenient to know the person's name, with the status of the Mo family, I will visit the fox and fake tiger in the future, and I should be able to catch it with my hands.

So let's go now! Ink and wash greeted, and today I will go to Jinguang Temple to see some of the great grace of cultivating merits.

But when he was about to go out, Sima Yan blew up like a frightened cat, didn't he say he left, why was he still there?

Wearing the same sassy clothes as when I first met Sima Yan, but the ink painting of a few people in front of me is still acceptable, at least it looks immature, and the temperament has been greatly lowered several levels, and there is no urge to fight at a glance like Sima Yan.

"Senior brother?" The two at the door were full of questions, yes? or not?

It looks really similar on the outside, but it shouldn't be, this dress looks like a little girl, how can my senior brother wear it like this?

Shaking his head, he saw that the little guy in Tsing Yi didn't pay attention to them at all, so he should have admitted his mistake.

When Sima Yan begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, admit his mistake and leave quickly, the other party really left with doubts, and walked a few steps back to confirm again.

It should be no problem, Sima Yan thought in his heart, but the voice that made him vomit blood sounded the most: "Sima Yan, are you friends, why don't you introduce us to it!"

The voice of the voice was very pleasant, like a valley and an empty orchid, but in Sima Yan's ears, it was a thunderbolt from the sky. Miss Liu Xin rarely showed a sly look, and pretended to be innocent and said.

Mo Qian couldn't help but hang his head with the other two brothers, obviously being taken away, otherwise why didn't we all say anything, but she didn't pretend to be dumb at this time.