"Please explain clearly, what do you mean by apologizing to me!" Xiao Shen pinched Dao Mi's neck and said.
Dao Mi wanted to push it away, he had already drank a few cups and was a little bit drunk, but he was not drunk at all, Xiao Shen's strength was not something he could break free, "Brother Xiao Shen...Brother Xiao Shen, calm down, you What are you doing? Are you not drunk? I apologize, I was wrong, woohoo!"
Dao Mi was scared, he just forgot his feelings for a while, and said a joke about bastards.
This is still at Biqiao Peak, the next step will be Master Uncle coming out to uphold justice! Oh my god, Master Uncle is more unreasonable than Brother Xiaoshen!
"Tell me, who is the bastard?" Xiaoshen said viciously, "Don't think I can't tell, you think I'm a bastard!"
How did this get here? Daomi said tremblingly: "Brother Xiaoshen, you, aren't you from the turtle clan..."
"When did I say I'm a turtle?" Xiao Shen said angrily.
But you are obviously so tough...
Daomi didn't dare to tell the truth, and evaded: "But everyone said so, I also listened to people's guesses!"
Xiao Shen: "Everyone??"
... Square inch old thief! !
Xiaoshen is about to scold Fang Cun again, the Yuling Sect is really upright and crooked, it's because of Fang Cun's ancestor who steals people's water, there are these disciples who randomly buckle people's shells.
"Go and tell them clearly, I'm not!" Xiaoshen said while grabbing Dao Mi.
"...Okay." Dao Mixin said, but I don't care if everyone listens or not, they all think there is a factual basis.
But having said that, what kind of tribe is Brother Xiaoshen? Dao Mi couldn't figure it out. If he is so hard, he can't be from the turtle tribe. What is that? It must be shelled, right
"You can climb now." Xiao Shen stared at Dao Mi coldly.
"Oh..." Daomi said, "Brother Xiaoshen, do you remember that you still have class tomorrow, I know I said something wrong, but I don't adjust the salt when I eat noodles - there is a word (salt) first, you can't take this tomorrow Use it as an excuse to skip class."
Xiao Shen: "..."
This starling is so annoying.
Xiaoshen walked into Shang Jiyu's room sullenly. Shang Jiyu could amused himself when he saw his sluggish pace, which looked like a wilted cabbage. lost?"
"Of course I won." Xiao Shen immediately retorted.
It wasn't this matter that made him unhappy, but he didn't want to tell Shang Jiyu that he was put on a turtle shell.
Xiao Shen also sat by the couch, "Why are you still here?"
Shang Jiyu suddenly turned over and pushed him down on the couch. When he leaned over, his ink-colored hair scattered on Xiaoshen's chest, and at the same time, he flicked away the Mo Jing who was poking his arm with the tip of the sword.
He said solemnly: "I'll give you the wine... It's fine if I'm not allowed to drink with you, but you can make a deal for me tonight, right?"
"You play it again!" Xiao Shen glanced at it, Yu Yi flew out and hit the table, a teacup was buckled down to cover it, struggling in a hurry, "I don't want to mess with you!"
Shang Jiyu twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes darkened, and he seemed a little dangerous: "... then at least say a word."
It was this sentence again, Xiaoshen recalled that it was not the first time Shang Jiyu asked for such a question, he finally felt strange, "What do you want to hear?"
Shang Jiyu wanted Xiaoshen to say it himself, but it was obvious that the young man couldn't understand it by himself.
Shang Jiyu stared straight at him, "Just like what you said to 'him'."
which sentence? Xiao Shen hardly understood what he was referring to.
Shang Jiyu stood up and leaned closer, "Whether Yu Zhao or anyone else is just like 'me'..."
This is my word, especially biting it hard.
Shang Jiyu naturally knew what Xiaoshen said to 'him'. For the first time, he had a slight sour feeling towards his other self. They were one, and no one would treat them differently. No one seemed to think that there was any difference in their ferocity.
But now 'he' is different. The initial separate treatment only made Shang Jiyu feel a little fresh, even funny. But now, he is dissatisfied, because of a sentence that Xiaoshen said casually.
That sentence made "him" special, but Xiaoshen only said it to "him", but he also heard it and remembered it in his heart. He even went to stand up for Xiaoshen, inducing Xiaoshen to talk to himself.
It doesn't matter if he asks for it, anyway, he wants it.
Xiaoshen really said whatever he wanted, but Shang Jiyu was thinking about it.
"How can I put it this way, you hate it so much, no matter how much the Yuling Sect hates it, it's just like you? That's not right!" They are all hated like Fang Cun, and it's not your turn.
Shang Jiyu squinted his eyes, he was already pressing Xiaoshen on the couch, now he was getting closer, and said threateningly: "Think about it carefully."
Xiaoshen used to think that Dao Mi's starling eyes were mentally retarded, but now he is envious, wishing to be like him, with one eyeball up to the left and the other down to the right, so that he doesn't have to look at Shang Jiyu.
Shang Jiyu stared at him like this, making him feel like he was going to be bitten!
Shang Jiyu made a sudden move!
Xiaoshen was so frightened that his scales were about to stretch out. Fortunately, he thought that he was a dragon, even if Shang Jiyu wanted to bite him, he probably wouldn't be able to bite him.
But Shang Jiyu fell into silence the next moment. Whatever he had planned to do seemed to have suddenly given up.
His expression changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and his fingers were tightly clasped around Xiaoshen's waist.
After a while, Shang Jiyu raised his eyes again...
Changed one
Xiao Shen was overjoyed, opened his arms and hung on Shang Jiyu's body, and shared aggrievedly: "Dao Mi said, they all guessed that I was from the Turtle Clan behind my back."
He forgot what happened just now.
Shang Jiyu sat up in this ambiguous position, Xiaoshen didn't lift his head, but just moved his body to nest in his arms more comfortably, so he couldn't see the blush on his cheeks...
It's just that Shang Jiyu's tone was still clear and cold, he gently hugged Xiaoshen, "How could it be?"
Especially Xiaoshen pestering him, it was clearly Jiao.
"That's right, so I'm going to settle the score with them." Xiao Shen snorted.
Xiao Shen sits at the desk and writes, I mean for him to support the copied pages, while the other two ink masters grind the ink for him.
An outer disciple came over with a book in his arms, "Master John, I want to borrow this..."
Xiao Shen glanced at him sideways, "What race do you think I am?"
Don't you know what kind of family you are? Before borrowing books, Zhu Han asked only about his cultivation. The disciple said blankly: "I heard that Zhu Han is a turtle..."
It was only when the words started that Xiaoshen snatched the book back, "If you don't borrow it, crawl away!"
You are a turtle!
Student: "...Master John, you are going too far!"
Xiao Shen said ferociously: "Why, with this tone, do you want to 'head to head' with me?"
Disciple: "..."
... and said that he is not a turtle.
But what did he do wrong! The disciple changed to mournful and pitiful, and said, "Lord, please lend it to me. I really want to read this "Five Thunders of the First Beginning"..."
The little ink spirits also put down the ink, pointed at the disciple who had offended Zhu Han, and made some screeching voices. Although no one could understand, judging from their expressions, they were probably reprimanding him.
They even pointed to the book, and then pointed to the disciple, condemning him as unworthy of learning.
Outer disciple: "..."
He was kicked out by the bastards just like that, and he still didn't understand what he did wrong.
After that, many similar situations happened. In Xiaoshen’s random questions, most people answered what they thought was the standard answer, and they were all deprived of the right to borrow books.
Some people saw what happened before, but they really didn't know Xiaoshen's race, so they simply said they didn't know, and they were also kicked out.
Xiaoshen: With this vision, what kind of immortal is there
Many disciples gathered together to discuss what the illiterate was doing.
Now they know that Xiaoshen doesn't like others talking about his truth, but it's too late. Some people don't even believe that Xiao Shen is not a turtle, thinking that he just doesn't want others to tell. Some people, like Doya, began to guess new answers.
Of course, the more important thing right now is that Zhuhan went crazy, and many people have become Xuan Wuzi, what should I do.
It's normal for the past masters to have eccentricities. Some people may not be allowed to enter because they wear a color that the master hates.
The quirks may vary, but these masters have a common passion, a love of books, and if you want to regain their approval, you just have to work in that direction.
But... Xiaoshen Lord...
It's a bit difficult.
"If you ask me, I was wrong from the very beginning. I chose such a master! With shallow knowledge and low cultivation, besides hard shell, are there any other advantages? Just don't let people say that! Now he is domineering , How difficult it is for me to study!"
An outer disciple complained bitterly, he is just an outer disciple, and he has not been a beginner for a long time. If he wants to improve his cultivation and learn more spells, he can only go to Shulin to learn by himself.
At this time, an elder passed by, saw them gathered here, and asked casually: "What are you doing?"
Everyone was already full of anger, but when they saw the person, they were overjoyed and confided in a rush, hoping that even if there was even a little bit of hope, this leader would step down.
"Master Uncle Ying Yuanzi, we were expecting you to be the lord, so there is really no chance?"
"Uncle's talent is more than a thousand times higher than Xiao Shen's!"
"That's right, as cute as Little Shen Zhuhan is, he has such a bad personality!"
I don't know who said such a sentence in the crowd, and the others turned their heads.
Ok?
Unexpectedly, Ying Yuanzi immediately yawned and said: "Nonsense! I know Xiaoshen, he is very talented. If he refuses to borrow your books, it must be because you are not qualified, so hurry up and practice hard!"
After all, in the stunned crowd, he drifted away.
Ying Yuanzi got a drink from Xiaoshen, how could he oppose Xiaoshen, and even brazenly praised Xiaoshen for his good learning...
Not only Ying Yuanzi, but other high-level officials also seemed to have scruples, so they shirked it.
"Otherwise, let's stop those who come to Wen, and those who come to martial arts, put on a sack and beat him up."
Someone said something weakly.
The scene was suddenly silent again, and soon they all said:
"I'll go talk to Dao Mi and see what Zhuhan likes."
"Borrow it again, try your luck, maybe let me go this time."
"I'll go as well… "
Who dares to go, do you want to try how strong your magic weapon is
Besides, what to do if you get caught, Zhu Han has always been a half teacher, beat Mr., it's over.
In the Shulin at this time.
Xiaoshen asked Mi: "How did you check for me?"
Daomi's eyes dimmed, "I've only read three out of ten... I found these through my search."
It's all about various genres of spirit control rings, and similar forbidden books.
"I'll listen to what I found first." Xiaoshen lifted his spirits.
Dao Mi insisted and asked him: "By the way, brother Xiaoshen, have you mastered the poems I asked you to memorize?"
Xiao Shen waved his hand and said, "It's too awkward to recite."
... Forget it, take your time.
After all, Dao Mi didn't dare to go head-to-head with Brother Xiaoshen.
He read all those contents to Xiaoshen, and took down the next book after reading, repeating the action, "The sea is full of water, and the book is full of words. I am learning to write books now, and I have my own thoughts..."
He read a few words before he felt wrong, "Wrong, wrong."
When he looked at the booklet in his hand, it wasn't his own booklet at all. It was probably accidentally brought in when he moved it in. It was a collection of works by an outsider cultivator, and it was a new book, so it was on the periphery.
I just don’t know what the author thinks. It contains not only discussions on Taoism such as "Longevity Needs" and "Zuo Wanglu", but also crooked poems he usually writes.
"Wait, that poem just now is not bad!" Xiaoshen's eyes lighted up, he was also reciting poems recently, but after reciting them, he felt very boring, unlike the one just now, which was written about him My heart went.
Daomi was speechless: "..."
What's good, it's not easy for you to understand...
Xiaoshen: "This is good. Do you have any more? Read a few more. I think this, this is what you said is fresh and timeless. You see: the sea is full of water, and the book is full of words. I am learning to write books today, and I will I have my own thoughts. I just listened to it once and memorized it!"
Daomi: "..."
Fresh and timeless to die of shame.
This time even those dog-legged Mo Jing were silent to their superiors, scratching their heads and pretending not to hear.
"What's the author's name?" Xiao Shen asked with great interest.
Daomi took a look, "Uh, Yun Ziran."
Xiao Shen praised: "Even the name is very nice, I can recognize it."
Doya: "..."
It's not that the name "nature" is bad, of course it's good, Tao follows nature. The problem is that today's cultivators in the comprehension world, just like ordinary people, follow the trend wave after wave.
For example, many people followed Yu Zhao's example and named their disciples or descendants "Zhao".
Hundreds of years ago, everyone thought that the word "immortal" was good, so names like Sun Xianfu were everywhere, such as Fengxian, Xiangong, and so on.
This "nature" has also been popular before. Domi knows at least thirty such-and-such "nature".
"Are there any other poems? Read some more for me." Xiao Shen asked.
Daomi's lips moved, but he continued to read: "...the eight-legged child walks the world, holding his big claws high and boasting. Now it falls into my hands, and the weapons are released and the armor is released. In the past, he was king and hegemony. Cooked Looks like its mother."
This is what the poet wrote about when he ate crabs. Obviously, he ate all the crabs.
"This is written as a crab, isn't it!" Xiao Shen heard it, and kicked his legs with a smile, "It's interesting, it's wonderful, it's written so vividly! Read it again!"
Earlier, Daomi read him a poem about sword, saying that there was no word for sword in it, but there were swords everywhere, which could make readers feel the meaning of sword. He didn't feel it at all, he didn't know those allusions at all.
On the contrary, this poem did not include the word crab. He knew it immediately after hearing it, and it was full of wit.
The corners of Daomi's eyes twitched, and he read one after another, which was originally attached to the back of the book, not much, and he finished reading it soon.
Xiaoshen didn't get enough, and even changed her address, "Naturally, Daoist is really talented, put this book down, I'll use this to learn characters."
Doya: "..."
He didn't know what to say, thanked this natural real person for inducing Brother Xiaoshen's interest in learning, or hated him for leading Brother Xiaoshen's aesthetic distortion.
Daomi comforted himself that it will be fine, and it will be fine in the future. Brother Xiaoshen will know what is good when he reads a lot.
…
"Master, Master... Brother Xiaoshen... I want to borrow a book." A disciple lowered his head and said, hoping that Master would forgive him this time.
"Wait a minute, I'll test you." Xiao Shen said.
This disciple complained in his heart, it's over, but he's still here!
Xiaoshen: "You can memorize the famous book "Ode to Plum Blossoms" by Master Yun Ziran, and analyze it for me. What's the advantage?"
Student: "...??"
Famous? Where did he come from? Why hasn't he heard of it?
It's a good thing that Zhuhan finally started to take the essay test, but who is Yun Ziran?
Xiaoshen had just studied a few poems carefully, and was very excited about talking, and wanted to discuss it with someone.
I don't want this disciple to be dazed, completely unable to keep up with Xiaoshen's rhythm.
Xuan Wuzi, who was hiding in the background, had a bright spot in his eyes. He has the ability to never forget (there are many people with this ability in Yuling). Still have an impression.
"You mean 'the snow is falling, the plum blossoms are full of branches'!" Xuan Wuzi was ecstatic, he had been trying to please Xiaoshen, and now he finally got a chance.
But he really couldn't think of any advantages, and after holding it in for a long time, he could only say, "Easy to understand!"
"Yes!" Xiaoshen was happy, pointing to Xuan Wuzi and said, "Your level has improved, come and talk."
other people:"… "
Why does Zhu Han like this kind of poem? Do you have to pinch your nose and discuss this kind of crooked poem with him in order to borrow books in the future?
In the past, everyone complained that Zhu Han didn't have any literary preferences, but now that he has, he still can't be happy.
It is said that the genius of the sky is progressing very fast, and it is not required to be familiar with profound classics now, but why do they admire this kind of thing? Just listening to them feels that their aesthetics have been broken.
How is this going…
For a moment, everyone looked at Dao Mi with burning eyes.
It must be the starling's fault!
This damned starling, every day, jokes, jokes, and calls his mother-in-law sister-in-law--he has to talk to him if he has nothing to say!
Daomi: "..."