Song Tuizhi scolded, his whole body felt like a volcano about to erupt, and the surrounding air suddenly thickened with awe-inspiring righteousness. A small pavilion with a small square inch turned into a dangerous place in the world.
"Hahahaha, Song Daru, don't be nervous, it's me, it's me!" A hearty laughter came from the night, and then a figure dressed in white appeared. The visitor looked to be in his forties, handsome and handsome, with a smile on his face, which made him feel like a spring breeze.
The visitor shook his hand, and a fine wine appeared. He shook his other hand, and an exquisite wine glass appeared in his hand. He stepped lightly and appeared in front of Song Tuizhi in the blink of an eye.
"I heard that Wan Anbo was accepted by the Bamboo Sage the day before yesterday. I didn't expect to meet Song Daru, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, today. Liu is so polite..."
Song Tuizhi looked at the familiar man in white opposite him and frowned slightly: "Liu Jingzhuang, the poet saint?"
Liu Jingzhuang quickly waved his hand and declined: "Don't talk about being a ci sage. Liu was just lucky enough to be promoted to a great scholar because of his small skills in ci. Or is the title of a brothel scholar more pleasant to the ear?"
With that said, Liu Jingzhuang raised his hand and poured his wine over to Song Tuizhiman.
Song Tuizhi raised his hand and sniffed the wine in the glass: Well, good wine!
After reaching out and not hitting the smiling man, Song Tuizhi relaxed his mood and asked: "Brother Liu, why did you hide yourself in the middle of the night and approach my junior brother's residence?"
Liu Jingzhuang sighed softly: "I feel ashamed to say it. Mr. Liu has too many romantic debts, so he is accustomed to using this concealment technique of 'passing through hundreds of flowers without leaving a single leaf on his body'. He did not intend to hide it..."
"As for approaching Wan Anbo's residence..." Liu Jingzhuang couldn't help but blush slightly, "Can you please stop pursuing it?"
Song Tuizhi's face grew colder and he put down the wine glass: "My master asked me to look after my junior brother. Song must ask clearly."
Liu Jingzhuang's face turned slightly red, he drank a full glass of wine, and sighed; "Liu made a drunken mistake and said that he could get the follow-up manuscript of "The Swordsman". Unexpectedly, he was taken seriously, and then..."
Song Tuizhi glanced at Liu Jingzhuang for a long time before asking: "The Eighth Academy of Beijing did not let my junior brother speak and gave the second draft. How does Mr. Liu plan to break the situation from my junior brother?"
Having said this, Liu Jingzhuang raised his chest and raised his head with high spirits: "If he is willing to give me a second draft, I will help him conquer the seventy-two brothels in Zhongjing City! I, Liu Jingzhuang, said this!"
Every word is crucial and has a strong impact!
Song Tuizhi was shocked, and he burst out with a burst of righteousness: "Mr. Liu, please stay away from my junior brother in the future!"
…
Sanxizhuang.
Chen Luo was lying in the bedroom, looking at the moon outside the window.
I have just experimented with the ability of the Qi Nourishing Realm too many times, and now I am so tired that I can't even lift my arms.
For some reason, while living in this manor outside the city and listening to the gurgling stream, Chen Luo suddenly felt calm.
He thought he should miss someone.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. Isn't it?
Grandma from the previous life?
Or the Chinese teacher from Peking University whom I had a crush on when I was teaching as a volunteer?
Thinking of this, Chen Luo couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that he still hadn't integrated into this world.
After all, from the moment he opened his eyes in the coffin, Chen Luo has always looked at the world as an outsider.
Whether it was killing the tiger demon, escaping from death at the hands of Lian Ai, including the encounter in Fuyunfang, or publishing a new newspaper in the capital, he felt that he should do it one by one, so he did it. . It was as if I had received a to-do list and I just completed it one by one mechanically.
There was something subconsciously telling him that he didn't belong here.
In the novel, wouldn’t every time-traveler naturally accept his or her new identity and become as comfortable as a fish in water?
Last time in the Shocking Soul Tower, my soul and body reached a perfect fit.
But what about your own heart?
Chen Luo's thoughts suddenly began to diverge, and he began to think about some things uncontrollably.
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies. Is Zhuang Sheng Zhuang Sheng or a butterfly?
When my soul traveled to this world, did I replace Chen Luo in this world, or did Chen Luo in this world awaken the memories of his previous life?
Or maybe everything I'm experiencing now is just a dream.
There is no way to find out.
The Hualin books in my mind all really exist, but why did they choose me?
A ship can sail in the sea but will not drift with the current because it has an anchor.
The kite soars in the sky, but will not drift away with the wind, because it has a root.
There always needs to be some involvement in life in order to manifest his existence.
So what is his involvement in this world?
By the way, he inherited the teachings of a sage. The sage shouted in the passing time and space that everyone is like a dragon.
By the way, he opened up the fourth road to heaven in this world. Although it was only three thousand miles, he knew that he could go on.
By the way, he seems to have a master who is a semi-saint. No matter how you think about it, you know that you are going smoothly now because of that person's protection.
By the way, there was a genius guard outside his door who claimed that he would never lose him again.
Finally, a pretty face appeared in his mind.
Chen Xuan!
In fact, I have already had many connections with this world, right?
It’s time to rejoin the world.
Chen Luo's heart suddenly became clear, and he felt sleepy. Chen Luo closed his eyes slightly...
…
"Master, Master!" Xiao Ji's voice rang in Chen Luo's ears.
Chen Luo opened his eyes. He hadn't even entered the dream flower forest, so why was he called out?
No, why is it bright outside?
No, why are there so many people standing in my room?
Chen Luo glanced at Wei Yan, who was looking at him with a sad look on his face. The two presidents of Zheliu Academy and Red Sleeve Academy also looked concerned. Wait, the man with a dark face stood behind Wei Yan. who is it?
"Master, you finally woke up!" Ji Zhong wiped the snot and tears from his face and hugged Chen Luo tightly, "I thought you wouldn't wake up..."
"What for? Am I just taking a nap? What's wrong?"
"Uncle Master, you have been sleeping for six days!" Wei Yan stepped forward and said, "Master said that you have suffered from cognitive impairment. If you don't wake up, you will become a demon."
"Six days? I feel like I just yawned..." Chen Luo looked at everyone in disbelief, but the twitching in his stomach soon made him believe it.
"Cognitive impairment is like this. It affects oneself for a moment, but affects others for thousands of years. Only great scholars are likely to fall into cognitive impairment. My junior brother became cognitively impaired in six days, which amazed my elder brother."
The unfamiliar dark-faced middle-aged man took a step forward. As he spoke, he touched Chen Luo's forehead with his hand. After probing for a moment, he nodded: "My soul is fine!"
"Are you..." Chen Luo asked.
Wei Yan hurriedly came up and said: "Young uncle, this is my mentor, the fourth among the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, the Great Confucian of Zhengxinjing, and your fourth senior brother, Song Tuizhi..."
Chen Luo was startled and quickly stood up to salute, but Song Tuizhi held him down: "If you're not busy, you should rest well. By the way..."
Song Tuizhi took out a box from his arms and put it in Chen Luo's hand.
"I know you are looking for Barbarian Bone Pills. Your senior brother went around the wilderness and picked up ten of them! If you feel that they are not enough, senior brother said that if he goes shopping again, he might still be able to pick them up!"
The faces of everyone in the room froze!
You said it's okay to pick up the raw materials, but you still picked up the finished product that was successfully refined?
No, it’s impossible to pick up the raw materials!
Who are you bluffing?
Chen Luo felt warm in his heart and nodded: "Thank you, Fourth Senior Brother. Please also thank Senior Brother on my behalf!"
Then, Chen Luo looked at the two heads of the hospital: "Two of you, who are you?"
Kong Tianfang glanced at Song Tuizhi and laughed sarcastically: "Um... Wan Anbo, you've been sleeping for six days. It's time to update tomorrow..."
