Li Chuan stopped and took a few glances.
Seeing this, Feng Xiucai asked him in a low voice, "How is it? Do you see something is wrong?"
"No," Li Chuan shook his head and said, "You dance very seriously."
Li Chuan can be considered a person who has broadened his horizons, and can see some good and bad things.
At this time, the child turned his head and glanced at Li Chuan. Before Li Chuan could react, he danced with the gun again, harder than before, and made "hu" and "ha" sounds from time to time.
Li Chuan smiled, raised his legs and followed Feng Xiucai to his study.
Feng Xiucai's family was very prosperous. After realizing that there was no hope for him to take the exam, he also began to delve into other livelihoods. After several years of business, his life was much richer than that of Li Chuan.
This single-family house is not big, but it has everything it needs and is very comfortable.
After following Feng Xiucai into the study, Li Chuan looked at the layout and furnishings inside. There were many books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones all of good quality. It could be seen that they were in use all the time.
Not long after, a servant brought tea.
Feng Xiucai found out the article written by his son and showed it to Li Chuan, saying, "This is an article he wrote before. Take a look."
Li Chuan took it and looked at it. The handwriting was good and correct. As for the content, he couldn't tell whether it was good or not. Anyway, it seemed quite smooth.
The article left a name at the end, Feng Zhang.
"What do you think?" Feng Xiucai asked.
"Very good." Li Chuan put the paper back on the table and said, "I have a demon mirror. When you call him in later, can I take a photo first?"
Feng Xiucai thought for a moment and refused: "He is very alert now. If he is discovered, there will definitely be a fuss. Let's wait until night, when he falls asleep."
"Okay." Li Chuan agreed.
Afterwards, they had a discussion about knowledge. Under Li Chuan's deliberate guidance, Feng Xiucai started talking about other gossips and anecdotes within a few words, such as who passed the exam and which official was from their hometown.
Feng Xiucai couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't mean to say anything about you before, I just thought that you and I are similar in knowledge. You are so sick all day long that you don't even have enough to eat, and you have to meddle in other people's business..."
He looked at Li Chuan's expression and said, "Sure enough, I am too short-sighted. I heard that the supervisor from the Qintian Prison came here specially to confer an officer on you?"
"It's not special. The prisoner is here just for the evil. I'm just passing by." Li Chuan corrected him.
Feng Xiucai inquired and asked, "It's not easy in the capital, isn't it?"
"It's okay. My boss is very generous, and my colleagues are easy to get along with. I just read in the calculation room every day, and it's no different from before." Li Chuan replied cautiously. He knew that what he said would definitely reach the ears of his former classmates.
"That's great," Feng Xiucai looked envious and asked, "Don't you have to deal with monsters and monsters?"
"That's the responsibility of the people from the Demon Control Department. I... look at me, do I look like I can conquer demons?" Li Chuan pushed the question back.
Although he has been in good health recently, his good health is only compared to what he was before. Compared with normal adult men, it is still much worse.
Feng Xiucai looked at Li Chuan's frail appearance and felt that he had gone astray.
After talking for a while, someone came to see Feng Xiucai. Li Chuan immediately said, "Go and do your work. I happen to be reading Huizi's book here."
After Feng Xiucai left, Li Chuan changed to a comfortable sitting position, and then took out the "Classic of Patterns" to read.
After flipping through a few pages, I came to the page with the parasitic picture.
The pattern appeared completely in his mind.
It's just...learning this picture doesn't seem to be of any use.
He doesn't need to be a parasite, and he can't help the White Walkers or other things to parasitize him... No, the butterfly spirit, the butterfly spirit may have to parasitize something in order to be effective.
Can he parasitize the butterfly spirit on the magic weapon? This would not harm anyone's life, but would also allow him to achieve his...little delusion.
But he didn't have the right magic weapon.
When this is over, go back and find some low-grade magic weapons to practice with, and discuss it with Blacksmith Cen; after the New Year, go to the Si Shen Palace or Tianyu Gate, maybe you can find a suitable magic weapon, but not necessarily Willing to borrow...
His thoughts spread, and suddenly he remembered Immortal Yunyi's description of the disaster in the realm of death.
No matter how you kill it, a little bit will remain, and it will continue to split over a long period of time.
Li Chuan felt that he looked like something similar, not a white ghost, but... Li Chuan's hand suddenly grasped the handle of the chair. It's a jelly bug, a jelly bug in the secret realm of Xuanshui Mountain.
Are jelly bugs and white ghosts the same thing?
It should be the same thing, and even if it isn't, it should be closely related. After all, according to the perception of immortals, they are all disasters.
Death is the path to death. Could it be that the secret realm of Xuanshui Mountain he entered was also a realm of death? Why does Tiansu want to leave a state of death in the mortal world, and why does he want to walk in the mortal world as a hero?
All kinds of questions came to my mind, but I couldn't find a clue.
Li Chuan suddenly thought of another thing. His blood could quickly restore and divide the jelly bugs.
He can surge, know how to parasitize, and can be used as a tonic... Which side should he be on?
Tian Suran Huanshuo, and also said that Tian Su created "The Pattern Sutra"...
He remembered the huge Tiansu statue that had collapsed. If you don’t think about it anymore, your inner demons will come out if you think about it again. Li Chuan made a decision.
Just at this time, there were some noises outside the study door, and then the sound of footsteps sounded from far to near. In the blink of an eye, a child with a delicate face stood in front of him.
It was Feng Zhang, the kid who danced with the gun that he saw just now.
Feng Zhang looked at him curiously and asked loudly: "Are you Dr. Zhai Zhai? Are you here to suppress me?"
Just as Li Chuan was about to answer, Feng Zhang spoke again: "I heard everything just now. You are here to suppress me! Come on, do it."
He seems to be looking forward to it.
Li Chuan put away the "Pattern Scripture" and decided to tease the child in front of him, so he said, "How should I suppress it?"
"How do I know?" Feng Zhang said.
"Didn't you say that I came to suppress you?" Li Chuan continued to ask.
"Aren't you?" Feng Zhang was a little confused.
"Ask you?" Li Chuan said.
While he was talking, there were many messy footsteps outside. Not long after, Feng Xiucai and two servants chased him. He said to Feng Zhang: "Hurry up and apologize to Dr. Li!"
Then he apologized to Li Chuan and said, "I'm sorry. I was talking outside just now and mentioned your name. I didn't expect him to be eavesdropping..."
"It's okay," Li Chuan was not angry. He said to Feng Zhang, "Come on, call Uncle Li."
"Uncle Li, are you really not here to suppress me?" Feng Zhang asked again.
"I'm here to make a living," Li Chuan said seriously, "Of course, you can be suppressed if you want."
(End of chapter)
