Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 366

[Chapter 362 Be a Widow Castellan!]

The house arranged by Yang Qianli is naturally good, with rockery, emerald ponds, jagged rocks, and various exotic flowers and plants dotted among them, which is quite like a Luozhou garden that is “close to the universe”.

It is said that this was originally the retirement garden of the second-grade dragon. After the evil dragon was destroyed by the He family, the Lu family of Leya’s first family now wants to give this house to Yang Qianli on behalf of the city lord’s mansion. Yang Qianli refused to accept it, but in the end, because of Princess Pingyang’s face, he could only accept this wish on behalf of his own Lord Hou. They don’t live there on weekdays, but they send people to clean it from time to time, and they have the right to be Chen Luo’s garden in Leya City. When Chen Luo came today, it was naturally arranged here.

At this time, Chen Luoke was not in the mood to visit the elegant gardens, his mind was full of that weird little beggar. It’s just that regardless of Confucianism or Taoism, at most it is to fix the appearance and not rejuvenate, so it is rare to see a master who looks like a child.

Could it be the reincarnated soul boy of Buddhism?

Impossible, if the reincarnated soul boy wants to cultivate to a high level again, he has to practice step by step, but there is no bottleneck compared to ordinary people. Besides, that look about to starve to death doesn’t look like a soul boy?

Chen Luo shook his head, perhaps because he was so impressed by the beggar in the carriage that his eyes were dazzled. As for the change of the dangerous mirror, to be honest, under the bad luck of heaven, the dangerous mirror basically became a vibration mode.

Maybe it’s my eyesight.

Chen Luo didn’t tell Lang Feixian and the others about it either. After all, there was no need to hide it, and they couldn’t make any preparations. Telling them would only increase their worry. If something happened, the soldiers would come and cover it up. However, he gave Yang Qianli an extra order to check on the situation of the little beggar and report back.

After tidying up his emotions, he sat in the study, wrote a greeting card himself, and handed it to Yang Qianli to send to Princess Pingyang, and then he started looking for Jin Guagua.

Needless to say, from the senior sister, all the cultural treasures that can be produced must be given to herself, but Jin Guagua is also a top rich second generation.

The kind with a pinch of oil.

…

“Gah? (Wenbao?)” Looking at Chen Luo, Jin Guagua, who was licking a sugar-coated and throwing a elixir, took off the small backpack on his back, rummaged through it, and raised his head, “Gah! (No !)”

“It doesn’t matter whether it is Wenbao, Daobao or Buddhabao! I will exchange other treasures with you!” Chen Luo nodded and said.

Jin Guagua rummaged through the backpack again, and then simply threw the backpack to Chen Luo: “Cack! Cack! (Look for yourself! I can’t find it)”

Chen Luo took the thumb-sized backpack, and he was not polite. brother. He branched out a ray of divine and soul power into the small backpack, and was instantly shocked.

Inside the backpack, there are nine high mountains shining with precious light, and a series of strange and colorful waterfalls leave from the mountains. If you look closely, the waterfalls are actually composed of grains of pills.

“Cack! Cack! (Whoever you fancy, tell me! Take it out!)”

“Cack… (No one else can take it except this uncle!)”

“Cack! My cultivation has not reached the five, so I can’t get them!)”

Chen Luo’s gaze quickly swept across the four treasure mountains, and rare treasures from the outside world flashed across his mind. Off the shelf.

Chen Luo withdrew from the backpack, returned the backpack to Jin Guagua, and asked curiously, “Why do you have so many treasures? Your mother-in-law’s Situshengqian Pavilion is not as rich as you, right?”

Jin Guagua put the backpack back on her back: “Quack! (They all belong to my mother.)”

“Cack! Crow? (My mother is Sky Toad! Do you understand Sky Toad?)”

“Cack! That kind!)”

Speaking of this, Jin Guagua, who has always been heartless, suddenly looked a little lonely, and his singing was not so loud.

“Quack… (The only unlucky thing for my mother is that she gave birth to me…)”

“Cack… (She used her good luck to give birth to me…)”

Seeing Jin Guagua’s rare depression, Chen Luo couldn’t help feeling distressed, and patted Jin Guagua’s head lightly: “Auntie must think that is the luckiest thing in her life.”

“Quack…” Jin Guagua called to himself He let out a cry, but this time there was no telepathy, and then he resumed his invincible expression, and said, “Quack? Quack! Quack! (Do you want those treasures? No problem! Let’s buy them!)”

Saying, Jingua Gua patted his small backpack: “Gah! (We have money!)”

Chen Luo laughed dumbfounded, and stroked the frog’s head well. Suddenly, Chen Luo thought of a question.

Hasn’t Jin Guagua been clinging to the senior brother all this way? Why is the elder brother missing?

…

a garden pond.

A green lotus floats in the water.

Yun Siyao strolled to the edge of the pond, glanced at the pond, and called softly: “Elder brother…”

Qinglian slowly floated over, turning into a phantom of Lang Feixian: “Little Yaoer! I’m not with you!” Junior brother?”

Yun Siyao blushed slightly, and said coquettishly: “Mastiff Lingling is following. I deliberately found a free time to chat with you.”

Lang Feixian looked helpless: “Did you see it?”

Yun Siyao nodded: “When we left Dongcang, senior brother, you should have recovered your cultivation as a Confucianist, right?”

The phantom of Immortal Langfei nodded slowly.

“Before my junior brother opened the Tianmen, or more precisely, when I was in Wuliang Lake, I had already recovered my cultivation as a great Confucian.”

“Then why…” Yun Siyao waved his hand, and an extra futon appeared on the ground. Siyao knelt on the futon, “Do you want to follow Li Qinglian’s path?”

Lang Feixian’s phantom sat down at will: “Qinglian’s remnant soul killed the barbarian god in my dream, my junior brother told you Right?”

Yun Siyao nodded.

“That’s not an ordinary remnant soul.” Lang Feixian sighed, “It’s a remnant soul with sword intent! Poetry and sword intent!”

“At the same time that the sword slashed the barbarian, he also showed me the poetic way of swordsmanship!”

Yun Siyao shook his head slightly: “But senior brother, you don’t have the poetic world of Li Qinglian. Throughout the ages, no one can create the world with poetry like Li Qinglian Already .”

Lang Feixian’s face was a little lonely: “Is there any wine?”

Yun Siyao turned over his hands, and there was an extra jug of wine in his hand, he patted off the mud seal, and Yun Siyao poured all of them on the Qinglian.

“It’s not impossible!” Lang Feixian said, “It’s just to take advantage of my junior brother.”

Yun Siyao blinked, and instantly understood Lang Feixian’s thoughts, and after a while, he hesitated and said: “But… Senior brother, you are only one step away from becoming a saint!”

“It’s a pity.”

“One step is so close, and one step is the end of the world!” Lang Feixian shook his head slightly, “It’s just that I may want to steal the limelight from my junior brother.”

Yun Siyao said : “If you really want to do that, the success rate of my junior brother Wanlitongtian can be increased by at least 10%! Besides…”

Yun Siyao took out another pot of wine, but this time he drank a couple of sips before pouring it on the blue water. Lian Shang: “Have you ever seen a master whose limelight was snatched away by the guards!”

“Hahahaha…” Lang Feixian laughed a couple of times, and he didn’t look a little dishonest on weekdays. His illusory figure slowly disappeared, but a voice came out; “Let me contemplate a little longer, and go further. Don’t tell my junior brother beforehand.”

“When the time comes, give him a surprise!” The

voice fell, Qinglian drifted away slowly.

Yun Siyao got up slowly, looked at the green lotus floating in the pool, and sighed indiscernibly.

…

Leya City Lord’s Mansion.

Princess Pingyang looked at the greeting card in her hand, and threw it aside with a dark face, a little dissatisfied: “Why are these people so shameless?”

“Just because you are the son of a saint, you don’t have to lose face. This is a love poem every day, do they think that I haven’t seen any good poems or words in Pingyang?”

“If you want to impress me with poetry, their ancestors are almost resurrected! ”

Lv Changle who was on the side quickly said: “Princess be careful! Saints must not be disrespectful!

” The more popular it is, the more evil it gets, so much so that they all think that the princess prefers such things!”

“That’s why…”

Hearing Lu Changle’s words, Princess Pingyang curled her lips: “That’s why she wrote such poems! ”

Lu Changle choked for a moment, and said: “Actually, there are a few young masters who are not bad!”

Princess Pingyang: “Not as good as Chen Luo!”

Lu Changle was helpless, princess, you are being unreasonable.

How do you compare Chen Luo’s poems?

Thinking of those guests, Lu Changle also sighed.

“After all, they are all guests invited by the ancestors. Maybe the princess’s future husband-in-law is among them. The princess should take a good look.” After speaking, he added, “It’s much better than the ancestors asking for marriage in the future.”

Princess Pingyang shrugged her shoulders indifferently: “If you refer to marriage, you can refer to marriage. I have already thought about it. At worst, I will be a widowed city lord!”

“Maybe there can be a chaste memorial archway outside the city lord’s mansion.”

“Would it be possible? A lot of face?”

“Ahem!” Lu Changle was startled by Princess Pingyang’s words.

Why did the majestic princess who looked like a fairy have a mouth?

At this moment, a maid hurried in and handed an invitation to Princess Pingyang: “Princess, Lord Yang of Leyagang has handed over an invitation.”

“Yang Qianli?” Princess Pingyang was puzzled and reached out to take it. Greeting the post, I only read two lines, and my eyes lit up.

“Master Lu, Chen Luo has come to Leya!”

The boss of Party A insisted that I go to BJ to finish the script, but I refused.

It will delay my update!

So in the past two days, the contract has been terminated, and various connections have been made, so the time for these two days is a bit off-time.

I just signed the termination contract~

Well, let me report, just to explain that I was not arrested.

Not tonight, let me take care of the story behind. Three more tomorrow.

(end of this chapter)