Li Jimao: "What's the matter?"
Li Yamao patted the donkey's head again: "The gentle immortal said, "Daoist friend, you are very savvy, but your basic skills are too poor, and you don't know a few words, which is too embarrassing. You want me to go home and practice Da Zhoutian diligently. , learn more words, and he will come to the school next year - brother, I have a play!"
The donkey was screamed by him when he photographed it, but Li Yamao couldn't help but patted it again: "Donkeys all know congratulations!"
"Okay!" Li Jimao was also sincerely happy for him, "You work hard for a year, and I will stay at home to take care of your parents in the future, so you can go out."
Li Yamao laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "I really hit the big luck... What else did the immortal say?"
Li Jimao: "What?"
"He said, Daoist friend, your name is really unseemly. You will have to change it when you go to school in the future. I said, I don't know how to read, so you can pick one for me. He said it's fine, give it to me I wrote three words. I said again, my brother's name is Chicken Feather, which is not very pleasant, so you can also choose one - he has a good temper, and he named you again!"
Li Jimao: "How do you say it? You can write it down and show it to me."
Li Yamao scratched his head: "I don't know how to read, so I can only memorize the strokes, but the strokes are too thick. I'll let Brother Lin recognize them when I go home."
Having said that, he turned his head and asked Lin Shu, "Brother Lin, how are you?"
Lin Shu struggled to stay awake while dizzy, and said, "It's okay."
"It's definitely possible to pass the exam!" Li Yamao was very happy again, "Brother, you go to the school to explore the way first, and I will find you next year."
No matter how joyful he was all the way, after returning home, Li Yamao was scolded a lot.
"If you don't have a single word, how hard do you have to be!" Auntie put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows, "How could Xiaoshu be like this!"
Li Yamao scratched his head with a guilty conscience: "Is he your own or I am your own..."
"Bah!" The aunt picked up the rolling pin, "Which of the three of you is not my one bowl of rice and one bowl of rice to feed you? That's my brother!"
Li Yamao said, "Are you partial?"
"I'm biased?" The aunt tugged at his ears: "You don't take photos of you without peeing, that crooked melon and jujube, someone's parents are handsome?"
Lin Shu fanned slowly on the bamboo chair beside him, watching with interest Li Yamao being beaten.
Speaking of, he was really raised by his aunt. The little fool used to have three meals a day, all of which were taken care of by the aunt. The little fool ran around and fell into the water. When I woke up, my aunt was taking care of me.
After the auntie finished playing Li Yamao, she looked at his condition again and poured some water.
Lin Shu held it and took a sip.
"Why do you look like a kitten!" The aunt laughed, "Drink more."
Lin Shu felt that this relationship was very new and wonderful.
However, no matter how carefully he was taken care of, his body was in poor condition in the end. After being exposed to the sun for a long time, he was tired all the way. Lin Shu, like those young crops in the field, wilted.
After half a month, the "Shangling List" was released. Among the five people in Ning'an House, Lin Shu's name seemed to be there. Li Yamao came back happily and reported the letter. After the family was happy, Lin Shu continued to wilt.
After the heat stroke was relieved, I got cold because of wet hair.
"It's summer, it's cold!" The aunt was very surprised.
Lin Shu coughed for half his life, and it was difficult to move his fingers, and he couldn't explain to his aunt what "low immunity" meant.
In his previous life, he had built a foundation at the age of six or seven, and since then he was immune to all diseases. He really didn't know what it was like to be sick.
In this way, it took another half a month to get sick, and in August, it was finally time to leave for the Shangling Academy in Shuzhou.
The aunt was worried that Lin Shu would go on the road alone, so Li Yamao and Lin Shu first rented a horse-drawn carriage from Ning'an House and went south, took a ferry from Baojiangkou to Dongting, and then took the land road to the west to enter Shu.
When I left Ning'an Mansion, it was raining lightly.
Li Yamao reached out to catch the rain and said, "It's still too small, the ground is dry, what can this rain do?"
Lin Shu lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the dry and cracked land beside the road, then turned to look at the aunt who was holding an oil umbrella by the roadside.
When the aunt saw him looking at herself, she took a few steps forward and said, "Be careful on the road!"
Lin Shu felt a little warm in his heart and nodded.
Li Yamao whipped his horse in front of him and shouted "Drive—".
The wheels moved erratically and moved forward.
The aunt took a few steps forward and said to Lin Shu, "I'll go home next year and cook for you!"
Lin Shu responded, "Hey."
The horse's hoofs gradually picked up, and the rain and fog quickly engulfed the aunt's figure. Lin Shu looked at the crop fields on both sides. After reading it, he turned his eyes to the direction from which he came.
Wish it rained harder, he thought.
Li Yamao asked: "The road is a bit bumpy, brother, can you do it?"
Lin Shu said, "It's fine."
-Oh, now Li Yamao can't be called Li Yamao in a strict sense. The system has given him a new name, Li Yamao, but the pronunciation is still the same, so it is still called Duckmao in Su Ri.
When the two left, another month passed.
Along the way, Lin Shuda can see some customs and customs. The city is far less prosperous than modern times, and it is indeed an ancient times with relatively low productivity.
After entering the land of Shu, it gradually became prosperous.
On this day, Li Yamao drove a car on the official road, and suddenly said, "Lin brother, look!"
Surrounded by the mountains and hidden in the thick fog, a towering city was faintly exposed, with towering towers, majestic and breathtaking.
Lin Shu's eyes on this world are completely smeared. Li Yamao has been trapped in a ghost town for ten years, and he is not much different. Neither of them knows where this is. They stopped to look for a while, and Li Yamao asked again. Passers-by only know that this is actually the capital of Nanxia.
The man on the road said: "Our capital - that's really stylish!"
Li Yamao was fascinated: "If you have a chance in the future, you must go and see the world."
It's just that the school's opening day is almost here, and I'm afraid it's too late to take a detour. The two looked at it and continued on the road.
When they arrived at the foot of Shangling Mountain, it was mid-September. The scenery in Shu was very beautiful, and it was in the high autumn weather, which was very pleasant.
Looking up from the bottom, the whole mountain group is surrounded by fairy mist, the plants on the mountain are green, and the spiritual birds are flying high. Occasionally, you can see the exposed cornices.
In the southern summer, there is a short pavilion for five miles and a long pavilion for ten miles. In the long pavilion at the foot of the mountain, there are two young men in Tianqingyi sitting opposite each other, and a huge crane perched beside the pavilion. Seeing the carriage coming, one of them walked out of the pavilion and bowed his hands: "The guest in front, but you want to go to the school palace?"
Li Yamao said: "Exactly."
Lin Shu got off the carriage, and one of the young men said, "Is one going to go to the school palace, or both?"
Li Yamao said: "One."
The one in the pavilion said modestly and politely, "Please come here to paint your name."
Li Yamao stepped forward, and the man handed him a name book. He first turned to Minzhou, then to Ning'an House, to find Xiandao Academy, and then to Lin Shu's name, put a check mark, and returned it to the boy, saying: " All right."
- I don't know how many characters this person knows, but they are very accurate to find them.
Before Lin Shu could answer, Li Yamao took care of everything. He felt that he had been regarded as a disabled person by default, weak, pitiful and helpless.
The young man took the book and said, "Shangling Academy, mortals stop, Fellow Daoist Lin, just follow me."
Lin Shu looked at Li Yamao and said, "I'm leaving."
Li Yamao took the package out of the carriage and said with a smile, "Brother, take care of yourself, my brother will come to be with you next year."
Lin Shu smiled embarrassedly: "Okay."
The big crane let out a long cry, and the young man said "Get up", and Lin Shu was supported by a soft air, and he rose into the air and landed on the crane. After a while, the young man also landed on the crane.
The crane flapped its wings and took off, and Li Yamao waved to Lin Shu on the ground.
Lin Shu kept looking at him and waved his hand.
In his last life, after his master left, he no longer had any relatives or friends. He never expected to live again, and suddenly he had two brothers and an aunt who had taken care of him to such an extent. It is also heartbreaking.
- Such care and kindness, I don't know when I will be able to repay.
The crane flew straight into the mist-shrouded room, and Lin Shu also put away his thoughts and looked up.
Although he almost reached Mahayana in his last life, he had never met a cultivator other than his master, not to mention such a large school. He was a little curious about what a system of cultivators like them looked like.
The crane is flying higher and higher. It is a bird with spiritual power, so its speed is extremely fast. It took two seconds to reach the top of the mountain, and then hovering and falling - but within a radius of dozens of miles, the fairy palace is gorgeous, the Qionglin is colorful, flowing Spring and waterfalls are extremely beautiful.
The crane flew close to the mountain gate.
On the gate of the mountain, there are four big characters "Drunken to the Mausoleum".
There are several groups of people under the mountain gate, each under a guise, that is, the fortune-telling swindlers often hold in their hands, with the words "XX God fortune" written on it.
There were a few people in gray clothes sitting scattered on the steps, some in a daze, some reading a book, with the words "Confucianism and Taoism" on the guise.
On the grass beside the steps lay all over the ground, with the guise stuck on the ground, and written "Xiandaoyuan".
And among those who were lying sideways, a patch of red could be seen at a glance.
Lin Shu: "..."
There are even acquaintances.
Several girls from Phoenix Villa were fanning fans around a glazed couch.
On the Liuli couch sat the eldest Miss Ling Fengxiao.
September in Shu was also quite hot. The girls were all wearing tulle clothes, with their arms and shoulders half exposed. Only the eldest young lady was wearing a wide robe and large sleeves, her whole body was completely covered, and she was being thrown by Ling Baochen. Feed chilled grapes.
Ling Baoqing sensed the movement above, raised his head, and said, "Here comes the crane."
Someone immediately asked loudly, "Which hospital? Junior brother or junior sister?"
The young man who brought Lin Shu up to the crane said, "Junior brother of Xiandao Academy!"
The people from the Confucianism and Taoism Academy and the Academy of Arts sighed, very disappointed.
The Xiandao Academy was also a little lost, probably because the person who came was not a junior sister.
When the crane landed, Ling Baochen let out a laugh first.
"Miss," she said, "look who is here."
Ling Fengxiao raised her eyelids, looked at Lin Shu a few times, and curled her lips, "What a coincidence."
When this sound fell, he was originally very disappointed, and the group of people from the Immortal Daoyuan who continued to lie or sit on the grass suddenly stood up and greeted each other.
"It turned out to be Senior Sister Ling's acquaintance!"
"Disrespect, disrespect!"
"Junior brother is really a talent!"
Lin Shu tilted his head: "?"
What about your immortal bones