The little girl who was painting stared blankly at Qin Yi, and Qin Yi blankly stared at the woman in yellow.
what and what...
What is the history of Nanli, that kind of thing is usually compiled by later generations, but Nanli has not been destroyed, where did the history of Nanli come from? Could it be that the cave dwelling for two months, the world has been a hundred years old
No, when I went out of the cave, I went to beat the poor family, and the villagers said that they hadn't seen Engong for more than two months, and this time was fine.
Oh, by the way, daily life note, after all, my relationship is all related to the king, princess, and regent, maybe you have a few notes? And some records of people sometimes
But you saw it? Where did you peep
Besides, you have read the book, and the book has recorded me, so you recognize me
Fairy you...
Oh yes, this is indeed a cultivator, it is a god.
Qin Yi knocked on his head, his forehead confused.
Trying to sense the cultivation of the other party, but found that the vast ocean is as vast as the ocean, which seems to be much more unpredictable than the Ming He and the Cheng Cheng at the peak of the condensing core.
"Hui... Big Brother Huiyang?"
This seemingly sleepy and dazed woman is a big boss in Huiyang, and she doesn't know how many layers of Huiyang... If you don't count the ancient corpse seniors, this may be the strongest person she has seen since she stepped into the practice.
But she looked like she was in her twenties at most, her face was confused, her eyes were hazy, and she squinted slightly at Qin Yi, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Did she just wake up or was she short-sighted? Are there any short-sighted cultivators? you are not kidding me...
Since he had just woken up, his clothes were loose, and he could still see deep ditches.
Obviously strong practice, but did not bring any pressure to Qin Yi, but immediately made up the scene of intellectual tutoring.avi What's going on...
The woman seemed to have clearly seen Qin Yi's appearance, stood up straight with satisfaction, and murmured leisurely: "The national teacher Qin Yi is also a mountain alchemist. At first, King Wulie was a prince and went to Xianshan with Princess Zhaoyang in person. Gu Yu Caolu, but he went with him. Not long after he planned to kill Donghua, Wu Lie had a white head, and Yi went to the rift alone to serve Wang Yanshou. When he returned, the jade was burnt, and Yi rescued the orphan girl from the sea of fire. Zhaoyang destroyed the West Wasteland. , quite a lot of power. The world is established, Yi does not receive credit, and travels far away. Wang Shen respects it. He is the teacher of the virtual country, and he will always wait for Yi to return. This is the "Characteristics of Nanli". The messenger compiled what he saw and then returned to the country."
Qin Yi listened silently and sighed in disappointment.
It's justified that it was the official envoy who compiled the character chronicles. This record can be considered an objective elaboration, and there are some errors and omissions in the details, such as the relationship between himself and Li Qingjun? This content sounds like Li Qingjun told the messenger himself, most of them are embarrassed to talk about emotional scenes.
But then again, you've read this kind of corner book, it's really amazing.
Listening to others talking about his "history", he actually became a "book person", this experience is really indescribable, Qin Yi sighed, really don't know what his mood is at this time.
He was silent for a moment, and the words turned into: "Sure enough, there are only a few strokes, in fact, one hundred chapters can be written."
The woman's eyes lit up: "One hundred chapters, did you write it? I'll read it if you write it."
Qin Yi said, "I can't write."
The woman sighed. It seemed that at this moment she realized that her clothes were untidy, and her face flushed slightly, and she tidied up her clothes.
That lazy and confused look is gone, and she has become intellectual and elegant. She looks like the kind of lady who has been influenced by calligraphy and painting since childhood, but she is living in seclusion in the mountains. She has both the atmosphere of books and the detachment of living in Yunxiu, which is very beautiful.
Qin Yi was stunned for a while.
This is also the beauty of a fairy. It is a little different from the distant Minghe. Although it is also a little ethereal, it is more intimate.
The woman actually performed a scholar's salute: "People from outside the mountains, I have seen people in the book."
Qin Yi shook his head and said, "Since I'm standing here, I'm not a person in the book anymore."
The woman blinked and smiled slightly: "It's been like a spring dream, and it's gone like a cloud of nowhere. After all, there's an illusion in front of you, or maybe it's not as real as the words in the book."
As he said that, he turned around and stretched, then patted his mouth and yawned and went back: "Since I have seen the people in the book, I am exhausted today, so I might as well go to bed. Make a cup of tea and serve my guests."
So you've been talking about this for a long time, but you're actually dying to see the light, right
Qin Yi watched her back into the house with his mouth half open, and he didn't even remember how many times he stayed there today. You tidied up your clothes and saluted, not to say a few words to the guests, but to say goodbye and go back to sleep
The people here are really not normal...
"That, this brother..."
Qin Yi looked down, and the little girl named Qingcha was still sitting on the ground and looked up at him, her big eyes as pure as the clear dew on the camellia beside her.
"This brother, are you here to apprentice, to visit friends, or to ask for relatives?"
"Eh? Asking for a kiss?"
"Master said that when you come here, you don't say your intentions directly, and those who don't leave are mostly because they have intentions on me..." Qing Cha looked at him pitifully: "Don't have intentions with me, I'm so young."
Qin Yi has a black line on his forehead: "If you don't talk about it here, it depends on you. Most of the time, it's because you have intentions for your master. What intentions do you have for your hairless girl's film?"
Before he could finish his words, he saw Qingcha scrambling and running: "Master Master, this man said he has plans for you."
Qin Yi: "?"
A woman's lazy voice came from inside the house: "I have painting skills, but I don't learn to paint. I know a lot, but I don't read. The cocoon in my hand is not a pen and ink, but a weapon. The Tao is there, and everyone can see it and know it. There are very few people, that's all. No matter if you are asking for a teacher or a parent, please come back."
Qin Yi finally understood why she died after seeing the people in the book.
There is no national teacher she imagined, but a layman.
Qing Cha was knocking on the door: "Master, stop pretending, it's rare that someone wants you, I don't think you can only read books and draw like a nerd, and I didn't say that you sleep like a pig every day..."
I don't know where a soft breath came, tied the tea, and then slammed on the ground, sitting on the splits.
Tea was tearing up from the pain.
Qin Yi burst into laughter, and suddenly felt that this place was very interesting.
This Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, the two mountain tops, are almost two layers of heaven and earth. I really don't know how much fun there is in this so-called "world's ten thousand things".
But Qin Yi also felt a little "exhausted". Watching Wandao didn't seem to be of much interest, and it didn't help him break through the heart of the piano. I'm afraid it would be similar to looking elsewhere.
However, tassel's perspective on these is different, and you have to look at tassel's opinion. He secretly asked Tassel: "Do you want to see anything else?"
Tassel said: "Today is also very happy. It will be late, and we will see tomorrow. But we are so shallow, like watching flowers, and the income is too shallow. I suggest staying here tonight, talk to this woman, say There may be something to gain - a calligraphy and painting practitioner in the realm of Huiyang, tsk, really amazing."
Qin Yi squatted down and asked Qingcha, "Little sister, are you staying here?"
Qing Cha looked at him like a pervert: "Go down the mountain, the right arm of the stone turtle, Qunfang Garden in the town is suitable for you. Look at me with such a wretched look again, be careful I hit you."
"Why am I so lewd? This is obviously kind."
Qing Cha asked suspiciously, "Really?"
"real!"
"Oh." The little girl scratched her head: "Do you really want to be my teacher?"
"Can the little girl's family grasp the point? All I want is to stay overnight. Can you understand it?"
"Come with me." Qing Cha pulled his sleeves towards the guest house and whispered, "I tell you, Master loves reading books, loves calligraphy, and loves painting. As long as you can impress her with one thing, maybe You can be my teacher."
"I said it was just to borrow..."
"I've heard a lot of excuses like this, but in the end, they were beaten up by the master and thrown down the mountain. This kind of old-fashioned routine can't fool the smart tea."