Zhongjing, Earl Wan'an's Mansion.
The sound of snoring came from one bedroom, and all the servants who walked through the bedroom unconsciously slowed down their steps, for fear of disturbing the rest of the sleeping people inside.
Wang Bugui, Ye Dafu, Ji Zhong and Chen Luo were lying on the floor in the bedroom. You put your head on my stomach, and I stuffed my feet into his mouth, lying in a mess. The whole room smelled like sweat.
Ji Zhong could just sleep here, but Wang Bugui and Ye Dafu refused to leave, so Chen Luo had no choice but to follow them.
This sleep lasted for two days and two nights.
They are tired...
During the two days when they were asleep, the entire Daxuan was shaken by Wang Bo's return.
But at this moment, Earl Wan'an's Mansion, located in the center of the waves, was extremely calm. If a person of Confucian or above releases his senses, he will be able to detect that the entire Earl of Wan'an Mansion is enveloped in a fierce and brave righteousness. Anyone who tries to test it will suffer the sharp counterattack from the owner of this righteousness.
A counterattack from a great scholar with a positive state of mind.
…
In the courtyard outside the bedroom, Song Tuizhi sat in a small pavilion and poured himself a drink. Recalling the enemies he faced, Song Tuizhi couldn't help but feel afraid. Did you say that only the Confucian realm can enter? It doesn’t matter that the barbarians are powerful in battle, but each of the Gu sects has actually reached the life Gu level!
No, I have to prepare a few cross-level treasures for my junior brother.
It also needs to be the kind of treasure that can be used without paying a big price.
After all, the rule of the bamboo forest is to enrich and support junior fellow apprentices!
Well, my few great Confucian treasures are not good enough, and my junior brother cannot drive them at all.
Otherwise, take Wei Yan's great scholar's treasure, knock it down, and give it to his junior brother?
Anyway, he is very old and hangs out with Yan Baichuan in Wenchang Pavilion every day. Why does he need a great scholar and literary treasure!
Well, this is a great idea!
At this moment, Song Tuizhi raised his eyebrows, opening a passage for the awe-inspiring righteousness that enveloped the Earl's Mansion. A figure appeared from the void, with a hint of exhaustion in his voice.
"These little guys slept very peacefully. The truth is..." Yan Baichuan was just halfway through speaking when he saw Song Tuizhi sitting in a small pavilion with a romantic attitude, which was quite similar to Li Qinglian's. The charm is that the clean and neat Confucian robe is put on the body, the long hair is shawl, and there is a hint of rosin.
"Tuizhi, why are you dressed like this? You usually..." Yan Baichuan said something normal, but Song Tuizhi glared at him fiercely. Yan Baichuan changed his mind and looked at a big tree in the courtyard, Sure enough, they saw Li Qingzhao sitting on the trunk of the big tree, holding a wine jar in his hand.
"So the King of the West is here too!" Yan Baichuan understood in his heart. He sat opposite Song Tuizhi, took the wine bottle, and poured himself a glass.
"Wenchang Pavilion is very noisy right now, so I came here to hide for peace and quiet."
Song Tuizhi nodded and asked, "How did you handle the matter?"
When Yan Baichuan heard this, a trace of seriousness appeared on his face: "Build the Qiyun Hall of Heroes and ask Wang Bo to take over. Enshrine the heroes and scholars who died in the Crystal Demon Realm over the years and put them under the jurisdiction of our Wenchang Pavilion."
"Re-read all the files of the Gu Guards from that year and fill in the omissions. This matter is the responsibility of Dharma Prime Minister's Bias Department."
"The Gu Sect incident and the truth about Iron Rock City will be spread throughout the world in the form of a newspaper, and handed over to the main hall of the Prime Minister for handling."
Song Tuizhi poured himself a glass of wine: "Are you finally going to announce the existence of Gu Sect?"
Yan Baichuan smiled bitterly and said: "I originally thought they were just a group of people living on their last legs, settling in the overseas islands and lording it over. I never expected that they would actually covet luck. Their ambition is obvious."
"It is even more intolerable to cooperate with barbarians."
"The court has made a conclusion: the Gu sect belongs to the Gu sect and does not belong to the human race."
Song Tuizhi drank the wine in one gulp and said, "I will write a letter to tell the teacher about this."
Yan Baichuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Qingzhao: "Bushi, how is your Zhenxuan Division's investigation of Fang's family?"
Li Qingzhao turned over and jumped down from the tree, carrying the wine jar into the small pavilion, and placed the wine jar on the table: "That Fang Zhiru saw that the situation was not good, and burned Fang Xiujie's body without leaving a trace."
"Fang Zhiru is a semi-saint after all. Based on just one-sided words, Zhenxuan Si cannot take action!"
Yan Baichuan looked at Song Tuizhi and said in a solemn tone: "Tuizhi, this matter must be explained clearly to Master Zhu. There may not be a plan from the Fang family. His old man must not touch him lightly, otherwise..."
Yan Baichuan did not continue, but Song Tuizhi understood what Yan Baichuan meant, and he nodded: "This matter is my junior brother's business, so it will naturally be handled by him."
"But if someone bullies a small one, his seven senior brothers and sisters are not just a decoration."
"If they dare to plot against the Half-Saint, don't we, Zhulin, dare to do it?"
As soon as Song Tuizhi said these words, Yan Baichuan suddenly remembered the woman who made the half-sage Zhang Xiang lose thirteen games in a row in just half a day, and finally smashed the chessboard, tore up the chess book, and swore not to play chess again in this life.
"Tch..." Li Qingzhao rolled his eyes at Song Tuizhi, "It takes a lot of energy to calculate the half-saint. If you let Xiao Liu set up a killing plan again, I'm afraid Xiao Liu will be gone before he reaches the last step. Do you think Why has Xiao Liu lived in the bamboo forest for so many years? It’s okay to scare people, but don’t really let Xiao Liu hear this. Otherwise, you don’t need your second senior sister to take action, Bamboo Sage will beat you to death first!”
"Don't worry too much. The King of Zhen is keeping an eye on the Fang family. But..." Li Qingzhao sighed, "That boy named Ji Zhong is heartbroken!"
"Xiang Wan reported to me that Chen Luo doesn't know about this yet, and Ji Zhong doesn't plan to tell him!"
"You should think about how to handle this matter, right?"
"I've gotten to know Chen Luo's temper in the past few days. He doesn't care if he suffers a little injustice, but he just doesn't want to see the people around him suffer. Just because someone knocked down his newspaper boy while buying a newspaper, he was immediately banned from heaven. , that person is not allowed to read his articles in the future."
"In my opinion, what we have to worry about is not that the Fang family will take action against Chen Luo again, but how Chen Luo will deal with the Fang family after knowing this!"
Yan Baichuan nodded in agreement, and added: "The court is discussing, because of the meritorious service in welcoming Wang Bo back, Chen Luo may be granted the title of Marquis!"
…
In the bedroom.
Chen Luo's storage order flashed with light, and Xiao Qi jumped out of the storage order and stepped on Ye Dafu's face.
Ye Dafu grabbed Xiao Qi's fleshy little feet and was about to stuff it into his mouth. Xiao Qi kicked it subconsciously. When he saw that it was his fat grandfather who usually dotes on him, he quickly ran to the side with an expression that had nothing to do with me. .
Ye Dafu didn't wake up. He turned over and landed on Wang Bugui's feet. He frowned slightly and turned back again.
Xiao Qi climbed onto the bed and looked at the four grandfathers sleeping soundly on the ground, her little eyebrows tangled together.
She stretched out her hand, and a phantom suddenly appeared on her hand. If Chen Luo was awake, he could tell at a glance that this was the lush ancient Cangyun tree that appeared behind her when she and Wang Bo merged.
But in the shadow of the ancient tree, there was a seed the size of a tree branch, shining brightly.
"It smells so good! I really want to eat it!" Xiao Qi pouted and looked at the seed. When the shadow of the ancient tree disappeared, this seed suddenly shot into the storage order, but no one noticed.
No, the weird big brother riding on a fish seemed to have seen it, and he smiled at himself.
"No, this is grandpa's thing. If I eat it, I won't be a good doll."
Xiao Qi lay on the bed, holding her cheeks and looking at the seed in front of her.
"You look at me again? If you look at me again I will eat you!"
"Grandpa, how long do you want to sleep? Wake up quickly..."
…
"Quick, quick, quick..." In the Beifeng Tower, dozens of carefully selected storytellers were busy writing. Ever since they got the records about the Crystal Demon Realm from the Di newspaper, Nanyuan Xi immediately selected a group of literary talents. The lively storytellers gathered in Beifeng Tower.
They wanted to adapt a storybook excerpt of "Wan An Boli broke into the Crystal Demon Realm, Wang Zi An triumphantly returned to the Daxuan Dynasty" based on the records in the Di newspaper. They want to spread the danger of the Crystal Demon Realm this time, the tragedy of the Crystal Demon Realm two hundred years ago, and the existence of Gu Sect to the world through their mouths.
"Mr. Nan, what do you think of this article?" A storyteller presented the manuscript he had just written. Nan Yuanxi quickly browsed it and shook his head slightly.
"No, it's too eager to show the characters and content, without proper rendering and foreshadowing, and it loses a bit of appeal."
"In addition, the pace is a bit tight, making it dazzling to read but not impressive enough."
"Change it again!"
The gentleman nodded and took the manuscript back. After a while, another storyteller wanted to present his manuscript to Nanyuan Xi.
"Well, this article is quite organized, but it lacks the layers of foreshadowing. It needs to add some details. It needs to add some details that will make the gentlemen in the audience prick up their ears and be afraid of missing them!"
The gentleman nodded and took the manuscript back to continue revising.
After a while, the third storyteller came up and handed over his manuscript. Nan Yuanxi was looking forward to it when he saw him, because he once traveled 80,000 miles in order to study, and was honored as Mr. 80,000. His writing skills were very good.
After just reading a few pages, Nan Yuanxi frowned: "Mr. Bawan, how can this be the content of Wan Anbo's first battle? What about the rest?"
Mr. Bawan arched his head and looked apologetic: "I am not very good at writing today, and I can only write so much in half a day. If Mr. Nan thinks it is okay, I will continue writing."
Nan Yuanxi looked at the last sentence of the manuscript and sighed: "Sir, please don't stop the manuscript at critical points next time, otherwise I may not be alive if I wait for it to wake up!"
Mr. Bawan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "I will change, I will change, I will try my best to change!"
…
In Wan'anbo Mansion, the sun rises three poles high.
Chen Luo yawned, felt something pressing on his body, and finally opened his eyes.
Just when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of cute big eyes staring at him: "Grandpa, you're awake!"
"Fuck..." Chen Luo realized it was Xiao Qi and quickly swallowed the words.
Chen Luo sat up, and Xiao Qi slipped into Chen Luo's arms, bumped Chen Luo's chin with his head, and said softly like a kitten, "Grandpa likes Xiao Qi the most, right?"
Chen Luo frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong. He took Xiao Qi's back collar and lifted her up: "What did you do?"
"Something just hit me, and I ate it as soon as I was there." Xiao Qi clenched her fists, as if she had been greatly wronged.
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment: "Hit you? Eaten you? What the hell?"
Xiao Qi pouted: "It's the big fragrant tree from before. He... flew a seed into the storage order."
"It was the one who made the first move!"
"I accidentally ate it."
Chen Luo reacted: "The big fragrant tree? The ancient tree of Cangyun?"
"Didn't the ancient tree wither after the birth of Yun Ling? Are there still seeds?"
Tears flashed in Xiao Qi's eyes and she nodded: "Xiao Qi didn't eat it on purpose. It...seduce me! It... smells so good!"
Chen Luo immediately realized in his mind that Xiao Qi, like the Cangyun Ancient Tree, was a plant that turned into a demon, so he had this feeling.
But Chen Luo asked Chen Luo before if he could transplant a new Cangyun ancient tree. The message Wang Bo conveyed to himself was that there could not be a second Cangyun ancient tree in the world.
How come there are seeds?
Chen Luo looked at Xiao Qi again nervously, "Xiao Qi, are you okay?"
Xiao Qi shook his head and stretched out his little palm tremblingly: "After eating, I have this extra thing."
I saw the power of luck condensing on Xiao Qi's hand, and after a moment, it turned into a small purple gourd!
A trace of luck emerged from the small gourd!
purple pen literature
