"I flew to the other side of the city. I flew so far away~"
This time the anti-crime operation brought in a lot of goods. On the way back, Zhong Wen sat slumped on the unicorn carriage arranged by Zheng Yueting. He was in a great mood. He looked up at the white clouds floating in the blue sky and mouthed Humming the songs I liked in my previous life, I felt very happy and contented.
Leng Wushuang sat quietly on the edge without saying a word, staring at Zhong Wen who had no sitting posture with her autumn eyes, her eyes full of tenderness.
"Huh~" The carriage suddenly came to an emergency halt, causing Zhong Wen to almost roll from his seat to the ground. He only heard the coachman shouting loudly, "Girl in front, please give way!"
Traffic jam?
Zhong Wen didn't expect that in this world, he could still experience the traffic atmosphere of the magic city in his previous life, and couldn't help but stretched his head and looked around curiously.
I saw a woman in white clothes sitting on a snow-white unicorn in front of me. Looking from behind, the woman lowered her head and didn't know what she was looking at. Her long black hair hung down like a waterfall. Waist, if she were in the previous life, Zhong Wen would have thought that she was browsing her mobile phone with her head down.
The unicorn horse under the crotch of the woman in white is tall, handsome, and majestic. It seems to be very spiritual. It knows that its master is concentrating and walks very slowly for fear of disturbing her.
As a result, it would inevitably hinder the carriage behind Zhong Wen.
This feeling is like that on the street in India, the driver of the car suddenly finds a sacred cow walking on the road ahead...
"The girl in front!" Seeing that the other party ignored him, the coachman couldn't help but raise the decibel level.
At the current speed, I don’t know how long it will take to return to Qingfeng Mountain.
However, no matter how the driver called, the woman in white on the horse in front of her ignored him and was completely immersed in her own world.
"Hey!" Zhong Wen sighed and decided to take action himself.
It was unclear whether he was in a hurry or just wanted to see the appearance of the woman in white.
He shook his hair, unfolded the "Fairy Step in the Cloud", and came to the woman in white very coquettishly, looking up from under the horse expectantly.
I saw that the woman on the horse was in her early twenties, with smooth muscles and bones, eyes like apricots, lips that were not dotted but red, eyes that were not painted but green, and no makeup on her face, but it did not hinder her stunning appearance in the slightest. A loose white dress covered her body, making it impossible to recognize her figure for a moment.
The woman is riding on a tall white horse, holding a book in her slender hands. She is concentrating on reading with her head down, murmuring to herself, exuding an elegant and quiet bookish atmosphere, which contrasts with Chen Yuluoyan's face. Underneath, she has a bit more of a worldly feel. At a glance, she can tell that she is an elegant woman who has read poetry and is rich in talent.
call! Fortunately, he's not a killer from behind.
While Zhong Wen was thinking wildly, he started chatting up: "Sister! Your horse is walking too slowly. Could you please give way?"
"Yeah." The woman in white responded subconsciously, but she didn't mean to raise her head at all.
"This sister?" Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhong Wen couldn't help but gushed, "Sister in white? Sister in beauty? Sister in fairy?"
"Yes." The woman in white still responded casually, her mind completely immersed in the book, and she did not raise her head to pay attention to Zhong Wen's intention.
What book is so exciting that she can't put it down so much?
Zhong Wen couldn't help but curiously look at the book in the hand of the woman in white. He was surprised when he saw that the cover of the book actually said in Chinese characters:
"Zhongshenzhou Scenery"
It turned out to be an ancient book!
When Zhong Wen saw someone reading Chinese books, he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart. After coming to this world, he has been semi-literate. It is unrealistic to say that there is no sense of cultural loneliness in his heart. Now he sees someone reading about his past life. He was so excited about the Chinese characters in culture that he couldn't help but want to make some friends.
Knowing that the woman in white was still immersed in her own world, Zhong Wen jumped lightly, tapped his toes, and stood on the horse behind the woman.
Seeing that the woman in white and the white horse under her crotch were still unmoved, Zhong Wen relied on his height to look at the book page in front of the woman in white. He saw that it read "Two hundred miles north, called Shaoyang Mountain. There is no vegetation and much greenery." "Bi, there is a bird that looks like an eagle, sounds like a baby, and likes to eat snakes..." As the name of the book says, it introduces the features and features of a certain place in China in ancient times.
I heard the woman in white murmuring, repeatedly reciting the sentences Zhong Wen saw. However, when she read the three words "eagle", "infant" and "snake", she always jumped over, obviously not knowing these words. Three words, the meaning of which is being carefully considered over and over again.
"Two hundred miles north...likes to eat snakes..." Zhong Wen cleared his throat and read this sentence loudly.
The woman in white shuddered and suddenly said: "I see, that makes sense."
Then, as if she woke up from a dream, she looked around: "Where is this? Why am I here? Where is grandpa?"
Zhong Wen: “…..”
The fairy sister with a temperament like orchid and dressed in white clothes suddenly looked cute in Zhong Wen's eyes.
At this time, the woman in white noticed that there was an additional Zhong Wen behind her. She turned around and asked doubtfully: "Are you...? Did you read that sentence just now?"
"This sister has invited me. I am Zhong Wen, the employer of the carriage behind." Zhong Wen jumped off the white horse and saluted, "I just saw my sister studying ancient divine texts. My younger brother is also very interested in this way. I can't help it." I have expressed some superficial opinions, sister, don’t blame me.”
"Oh? Brother Zhong, you can really appreciate the beauty of ancient divine literature?" The woman in white heard the words, her delicate eyes were shining brightly, "You understood the sentence just now very well. It can be seen that this way is indeed very advanced. Less effort.”
After Zhong Wen cleared up his doubts and heard him say that he was "quite interested" in ancient divine texts, the woman in white suddenly felt very pleased with him, and rarely called him "brother". If her grandfather saw him, I'm afraid I'll be shocked.
"I don't dare." Zhong Wen said modestly, "It's just out of interest and I know a little bit about it. How do you call me sister?"
"Ning Jie." The woman in white answered casually, and then forced the topic back to the ancient text, "Brother Zhong, I wonder how you interpret this text?"
As she spoke, she took out a book from the pink bag next to the saddle. Zhong Wen glanced at it secretly. On the cover was written "Wu Ya Taoist's Notes on Swordsmanship".
Opening the notebook, Ning Jie stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her slender white index finger, then flipped the book to a certain page with her fingertips, pointing to a section of text and asking.
Zhong Wen looked intently and saw the words "cleave, pierce, point, collapse, hit, lift, pick, cut, cut, lift, press, hang, cut, lift, pull, pierce, press, cloud, wipe, frame, "Sweep, lead, draw, block, hold, push, rub, twist" is exactly the summary of swordsmanship skills summarized by Taoist Wuya, a swordsman master in ancient times. Even for someone like him who is familiar with Chinese characters, it is not easy to read. , but since he was being asked by a beautiful woman, he naturally cheered up, "I'm afraid this is the experience of a swordsman from ancient times practicing swordsmanship. Sister, can you let me have a look?"
Ning Jie did not doubt his presence and handed the note to Zhong Wen.
The moment he touched the note, Zhong Wen closed his eyes.
"I found the 'miscellaneous' book "Wuya Taoist Swordsman's Notes". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
The notes were just personal notes, not considered "spiritual skills" and were classified in the "Miscellaneous Studies" column. Zhong Wen stored them in his mind and quickly read through them. He instantly understood the contents of the book. .
"This Taoist Wuya is really a genius in swordsmanship. He has summarized the essence of these twenty-eight characters of swordsmanship, which is profound and unpredictable. I have little talent and knowledge and can only recognize twenty of them. I am ashamed." Zhong Wen pretended to read it back and forth. He also deliberately pretended not to know a few words, so as not to go too far and arouse the other party's suspicion.
"What! You actually recognize twenty of them?" Unexpectedly, Ning Jie was shocked when she heard this. She boasted that she was the best among her peers in the study of ancient divine literature, but these twenty-eight characters could only be barely Recognizing seven, "I wonder which twenty they are?"
"The first word is the word 'cleave'..." Zhong Wen couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw Ning Jie's surprised expression, and he kept talking: "...the seventh word is the word 'pick'." '..."
Ning Jie was a little skeptical at first, but after hearing it, she gradually became immersed in Zhong Wen's explanation. She kept nodding her head to express her approval. She felt that every word he spoke was clear and logical, and it was consistent with some of the difficulties she had encountered when studying alone in the past. The questions corroborated each other, and I suddenly felt enlightened and benefited a lot.
"...For the rest, I haven't studied it for a long time, so I still can't fully understand it. I'll forgive you, sister." Zhong Wen pretended to be humble.
Ning Jie stared blankly at the young man in front of her who seemed to be younger than herself. After a long while, she sighed: "I, Ning Jie, have always been the best in the world in my generation's attainments in divine literature. I didn't want to find out today that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Brother, you are the most gifted divine scholar I have ever seen."
"Sister is flattering me. I just happened to recognize these words. If it were a different book, I wouldn't be able to tell." Zhong Wen said politely, "It's not that I mean to disturb my sister's cultivation. It's really There are some urgent matters at home, so I have no choice but to ask my sister to make it easier for the carriage to pass. I apologize for my sin."
Ning Jie looked back after hearing this and found that her white horse was walking very slowly, blocking the path of the unicorn carriage behind her. Two blushes appeared on her face and she apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just calling Bai Ye gives way."
"Thank you, sister!" Zhong Wen cupped his hands and got back into the carriage.
Watching the one-horned carriage passing by, Ning Jie was quite reluctant to leave. She felt that it was rare to meet a profound scholar of theology like Zhong Wen, so it was a pity to say goodbye, but she couldn't think of any reason to stay.
But Zhong Wen, who had already reached the front, suddenly turned around and asked, "Sister Ning, I wonder where you want to go?"
"I want to go to sea." Ning Jie then remembered her itinerary, "I came here with my grandfather. We were both studying divine literature right away, and we got separated for some reason."
Zhong Wen: “…..”
What a pair of cute grandsons and grandsons, they really compete with Shen Dachui.
Ning Jie looked at the unfamiliar environment around her and suddenly felt a little panicked. She couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhong, where are we? How to get to Qinghai Province?"
"I don't know how to get to Qinghai Province. Since my sister is separated from her relatives, how about you follow me back to Qingfeng Mountain first, and then send a messenger to inform your grandfather to come to the mountain to look for you?" Zhong Wen said kindly.
"Okay, I'll just trouble Brother Zhong." Ning Jie thought about it and felt that this was the only way.
"Let's go." Zhong Wen greeted.
"Brother Zhong, it's rare for us to travel together. My sister also wants to ask you for advice on some mystical issues." Ning Jie rode up to catch up and took out an ancient book "Tian Yuan Lun Sword Record" from her baggage.
Zhong Wen: “…..”
