Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 75

[Chapter 75 Moon Night Myth]

Song Tui yelled, his whole body was like a volcano about to erupt, and the air around him was mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness, and suddenly thickened. The square-inch small pavilion 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 in white appeared. The visitor looked to be in his forties, plump and handsome, with a smile on his face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

With a shake of the visitor’s hand, a cup of fine wine appeared, and with a shake of the other hand, an exquisite wine glass appeared in his hand. With light steps, he appeared in front of Song Tuizhi in a blink of an eye.

“The day before yesterday, I heard that Wan Anbo was recruited by the Bamboo Sage. I didn’t expect to meet Song Daru, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove. Liu is so polite…”

Song Tuizhi frowned slightly as he looked at the familiar white-clothed man opposite him: ” Ci sage Liu Jingzhuang?”

Liu Jingzhuang hurriedly waved his hand and declined: “Don’t talk about ci sages, Liu was just promoted to a great scholar by chance with a small way of words, or the name of brothel great scholar sounds more pleasing to the ear!”

Liu Jingzhuang raised his hand and said Serve Song Tuzhiman with his fine wine.

Song Tuizhi raised his glass and sniffed the wine in the glass: Well, good wine!

Song Tuizhi relaxed 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: “It’s ashamed to say. Mr. Liu is a romantic debtor.” There are too many, so I am used to using the concealment technique of ‘passing among hundreds of flowers, not a single leaf touches’, not deliberately concealing…”

“As for approaching Wan’anbo’s residence…” Liu Jingzhuang couldn’t help but blushed slightly, ” Can you not pursue it!”

Song Tuizhi’s face became colder, he put down the wine glass: “Master told me to take care of Junior Brother Gu, Song must ask clearly.”

Liu Jingzhuang’s face flushed slightly, he drank a full glass of wine, and sighed; “Liu made a slip of the tongue after drinking, saying that he could get the follow-up manuscript of “Swordsman”, but he didn’t expect it to be taken seriously, so…”

Song Tuizhi glanced at Liu Jingzhuang, and after a long while, he asked: “The capitals of the Eighth Academy of Zhongjing didn’t let my junior brother speak and gave the second manuscript. How does Mr. Liu plan to break the situation from my junior brother?”

Having said that, Liu Jingzhuang raised his chest and raised his head high-spiritedly: “If he is willing to give me the second manuscript, I will help him level the seventy-two brothels in Zhongjing City! I, Liu Jingzhuang, said this!” The

words are so powerful that they resound loudly!

Song Tuizhi’s whole body was shaken, and a mighty righteousness gushed out: “Mr. Liu, please stay away from my junior brother in the future!”

…

Sanxizhuang.

Chen Luo lay in the bedroom, looking at the moon outside the window.

I have tried too many times to raise my energy level just now, and now I am so tired that I can’t even lift my arms.

For some reason, living in this manor outside the city, listening to the gurgling sound of the stream, Chen Luo suddenly felt calm.

He felt that he should miss someone.

Looking up at the bright moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown. isn’t it?

The grandmother from the previous life?

Or the Chinese teacher at Peking University that I had been secretly in love with when I was teaching?

Thinking of this, Chen Luo couldn’t help laughing. It turns out that he still hasn’t integrated into this world.

In the final analysis, from the moment Chen Luo opened his eyes in the coffin, Chen Luo has been looking at the world as an outsider.

Whether it was killing the tiger demon, or escaping from Lian Ai, including what happened in Fuyunfang, and publishing new newspapers in the capital, he felt that he should do it one by one, so he did it. up. It’s as if I received a list of tasks and I just mechanically complete them one by one.

Something subconsciously told him that he didn’t belong here.

In the novel, isn’t every traveler will naturally accept their new identity, and then feel like a fish in water?

Last time in the Soul Shocking Pagoda, 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 Shengxiao dreams 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 memory of his previous life?

Or maybe everything I’m experiencing now is just a dream.

There is no way to find out.

The books in Yihualin’s mind really exist, but why did they choose themselves?

A ship can sail in the sea, but it will not drift with the current, because it has an anchor.

The kite soars in the sky, but it will not drift away with the wind, because it has a thread.

Life always needs to be involved in order to manifest its existence.

So in this world, what is his involvement?

By the way, he inherited the Tao of a sage. The sage shouted in the past 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, a semi-saint. I am currently going smoothly, no matter how I think about it, I know it is because of that person’s protection.

By the way, there is also a genius guard outside his door who claims that he will never lose himself again.

Finally, a pretty face appeared in his mind.

Chen Xuan!

In fact, I have already had many connections with this world, haven’t I?

Time to reintegrate into the world.

Chen Luo’s mind suddenly became clear, and a sense of drowsiness hit him. Chen Luo closed his eyes slightly

…

“Young Master, Young Master!” Xiao Ji’s voice rang in Chen Luo’s ear.

Chen Luo opened his eyes, he didn’t even enter the Dreamland Hualin, why was he called up?

No, why is it getting bright outside?

No, why are there so many people standing in my room?

Chen Luo glanced at him, Wei Yan was looking at him with a sad face, the two heads of Zheliu Academy and Hongxiu Academy also looked concerned, wait, that person standing behind Wei Yan with a dark face who is it?

“My lord, you finally woke up!” Ji Zhong wiped the snot and tears from his face, and hugged Chen Luo tightly, “I thought you couldn’t wake up…”

“Why? I just slept What’s the matter?”

“Little uncle, you have been asleep for six days!” Wei Yan stepped forward and said, “My teacher said that you have fallen into cognitive impairment, if you don’t wake up, you will be possessed.”

“Six days? I feel like I just yawned…” Chen Luo looked at the crowd in disbelief, but then the twitching from his stomach convinced him.

“Cognitive impairment is like this. It is only a moment for oneself, and it is thousands of years for others. Usually only great Confucians have the possibility of falling into cognitive impairment. The younger brother has six days of cognitive impairment. If I don’t wake up again, I will write to the teacher to get out of the bamboo forest. ”

The strange black-faced middle-aged man took a step forward, and while speaking, tapped Chen Luo’s forehead with his hand, and after probing for a while, nodded: “The soul is not hindered!”

“You are…” Chen Luo asked road.

Wei Yan hurriedly came forward: “Uncle, this is my benefactor, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove is ranked fourth, a great Confucian with a righteous mind, and also your fourth senior brother, Song Tuzhi…”

Chen Luo was startled, and hurriedly got up to salute, but was caught Song Tuizhi held it down: “Not busy, you can rest well. By the way…”

Song Tuizhi took out a box from his arms and put it in Chen Luo’s hands.

“I know you’re looking for the Mangu Pill. Your elder brother went around the Manyuan and picked up ten! If you think it’s not enough, the elder brother said that if he went shopping again, he might still be able to pick it up!” The room was

full of people His face froze!

You said that it’s fine if you pick up the raw materials, but you still pick up the finished product that has been successfully refined?

No, it’s impossible to pick up the raw materials!

Who are you bluffing!

Your senior brother is known as the Great Confucian Blood Slaughter!

Chen Luo’s heart warmed, and he understood that this was a courtesy and a feeling, but it was not a kindness, so he nodded: “Thank you fourth senior brother, and please thank senior senior brother for me!”

Then, Chen Luo looked at the two heads of the hospital again; ” You two, who are you?”

Kong Tianfang glanced at Song Tuizhi, and sneered, “That… Wan Anbo, you slept for six days, tomorrow, it’s time for an update…” He

was sorting out the following plot. .

It’s late. .

(end of this chapter)