Jing Zhou shook his head and chuckled. The girl in yellow clothes in front of him was the one he rescued from the mansion of the blood-robed marquis.
This girl had a tragic life. At a young age, she was captured and used as a voodoo training vessel. Even though Jing Zhou rescued her, with Zi Nu taking care of her and using all the elixirs, she survived.
I also lost my memory, I can’t even remember my name.
The name "Suho" came from Jing Zhou.
There are fusu in the mountains and lotus flowers in the hills.
Su Ho just wanted this girl to live a new life, like a lotus, which she could watch from a distance but not play with.
Su Ho just lowered his head and held the wine bottle in front of Jing Zhou. He was extremely well-behaved. The girl was already slightly shorter than the boy. At this time, Su Ho's forehead was slightly lowered. Looking from where Jing Zhou was, he saw the beauty in front of him.
The eyebrows are like flowers, and the more you look at them, the better they look.
Jingzhou stretched out his hand to grab the jug, and felt smooth, delicate, tender and soft.
Jing Zhou laughed awkwardly, then raised the pot and took two swigs.
Su Ho's cheeks turned slightly red, turned around and walked out.
"Your hand seems to have been stretched out." Zi Nu's voice came to Jingzhou's ear.
"How did you see it?" Jing Zhou turned around and found that Zi Nu's smile had an inexplicable meaning.
Zi Nu asked: "How do your hands feel, girl?"
Jingzhou smiled and said: "She is very smooth and tender, not much different from the other beautiful girls in Zilanxuan."
Zi Nu said faintly: "Young Master Jing is indeed a famous person! But why is he such a beautiful girl? Doesn't it mean that if a girl doesn't have a good appearance, she will not be as good as Mr. Jing's eyes? Ugliness and beauty are just appearance.
It’s just a skin.”
Jingzhou laughed a few times and said, "You know me, Miss Zinu, but I am a common man, so naturally I can't see what's under the skin."
Jingzhou threw the wine bottle backward, and the other person jumped down from the window.
The wine bottle spun around in the air, but not a drop of wine could be seen. It landed firmly on the eucalyptus table in the corner of the room without making any sound.
"Are you looking at that plaque?"
Suddenly, a soft voice came to Han Xin's ear.
Han Xin cleverly averted his gaze, and then he felt his shoulders sink, and a white jade-like palm had landed on it.
"It's you!"
"it's me."
Jing Zhou patted Han Xin on the shoulder and said, "Do you want to go in?"
Han Xin said: "Can I go in?"
Jingzhou looked at Han Xin carefully and said with a smile, "No."
"How can you get in if you have no money and no power? The people that Zilanxuan receives are either wealthy businessmen or powerful dignitaries, you know~"
Jingzhou dragged out his voice and said, "You don't seem to be one of these two."
Han Xin remained silent, his two thin lips pressed into a line.
Jingzhou chuckled and said, "Well, I have a close relationship with the owner of Zilanxuan, and I know that there are still a few handymen here."
Han Xin stared ahead, unmoved, and said calmly: "The phoenix cannot rest unless it is a parasol tree, and the natural chasm cannot enter unless it is the East China Sea."
"No wonder your kid has to be humiliated from the crotch." Jingzhou said to himself.
No wonder everyone looked down on Han Xin, even the gangsters and scoundrels would stomp on this mud.
After a while, Han Xin raised his head and said, "Why did you help me last time? I don't seem to know you."
Jingzhou nodded and said with a smile: "You really don't know me, why do you want to eat? And why do you want to go to the latrine?"
Even a three-year-old child didn't need to think much about this kind of question, and the answer came out casually. Han Xin thought for a while, and then said: "Because if you don't eat, you will starve to death, and if you don't go to the latrine, you will die of suffocation."
Jing Zhou shook his head: "You poop and pee because you want to, you eat when you want to eat, and poop when you want to poop. Do you still need a reason to help someone?"
"unnecessary"
"Hahaha~~~"
At this time, a "Ouch" came, the sound was pitiful, and it fell on people's ears, no less than a sleepless moonlit night. When passing by the widow's door, people heard a heart-wrenching low cry from the window.
Limping from the west, an old man came.
The old man's beard and hair were all white, and he was hunched over. A pair of eyebrows hung down from the corners of his eyes, blending in with his long beard. He had not shaved it for who knows how many years. People couldn't help but want to step forward and give him a tug.
The old man hummed in his mouth and said: "Hey, I don't know if it was the frizzy one who bumped into the old man, my shoes! Young people nowadays not only do not strike lightly or harshly, but they also don't look down at the road when walking.
I’m such an old bone~”
After walking a few steps, the old man was out of breath and coughing, as if he was about to kick his legs up and die in the next moment. The old man hummed several times in a row, and after walking a few dozen feet, he said:
In front of Zilanxuan.
Although this routine is old, it is still very useful. Jingzhou glanced sideways at Han Xin, and a trace of emotion flashed across Han Xin's expressionless face.
"You are young!" Jingzhou thought to himself. At this time, Han Xin was not the same person who shouted "The more the merrier" to Tian Yan a few years later, looked at the lives and deaths of thousands of peasant disciples, and destroyed tens of thousands of Wang Li's army with a wave of his hand.
Mr. Jing did not waver at all for the old man in front of him who seemed to be about to close his eyes and go home. If he hadn't recognized the old man in front of him, he might have stepped forward and grabbed a handful of his beard that was about to hang to the ground.
Han Xin said "uh", hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.
"Nangong, I wonder which gust of wind brought you to Songhai City? Could it be that you, too, heard that Songhai City has opened a new Fengyue Place and want to go in and feast your eyes on it?"
After Han Xin left, Jingzhou came to the old man's side with a smile.
This old man is none other than Chu Nan Gong of the Yin Yang family.
It's just that although Chu Nan Gong is a member of the Yin and Yang family, he is also a wandering person. He lives in Yunmeng Daze of Chu State, that is, the eight hundred miles of Dongting in the steaming Yunmeng River. Even the people of the Yin and Yang family are rarely known to him.
This old man.
Chu Nanggong blinked his bean-sized eyes. Not only was there no trace of embarrassment on his face, he was actually smiling.
"Hahaha, you don't keep your word. Do you think I will just go in and feast your eyes? If this spreads out, how can I behave? I must at least have a taste of it!" Chu Nan Gong tied his long beard with one hand,
Holding a cane in one hand, he straightened his body upwards and spoke in a positive tone, which was very different from his previous look of lingering and miserable.
Jingzhou's eyes lit up, he was a fellow-minded person!
He is worthy of being a sage who is famous in Chu land!
This old man really deserves this title.
Chu Nan Gong stepped on his feet, raised his neck, and whispered in Jingzhou's ear: "Young mountain ghost boy, you have to hold the old man's pocket, so that the stuffing doesn't leak out in a moment." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed:
"Today's young people just don't know how to respect the elderly."
Jing Zhou looked at Chu Nan Gong's white beard and said thoughtfully: "It's not impossible, it's just that it's not easy to meet you. Even if I go to Dongting Lake to see you once, I'm afraid it will take a long time."
It depends on the opportunity."
Chu Nan Gong said: "What bad thoughts are you thinking about? Old man, there is nothing in me that you can admire."
Jingzhou smiled and said: "Hahaha, Nangong's words are not appropriate. You have a lot of treasures in your hands. Even His Excellency Donghuang may not be able to compare with you."
Chu Nan Gong laughed, straightened his body again, and said: "You kid will put a high hat on the old man. The old man has noticed that when he meets you, it will be difficult for him to leave without cutting off some flesh. The old man's body is very strong.
I wonder if you young people can't stand the trouble."
Jingzhou said: "Nangong's body is very fragile, so I'm afraid it depends on who is tormenting him. I'm afraid he won't be able to do it if it's the girl from Zilanxuan who doesn't have the time."
Chu Nan Gong nodded, laughed a few times and then stroked his beard and said: "You kid, stop praising the old man. What do you want from the old man? You should not be short of these skills. As for weapons, you can gather energy to become a man. You can also
You can’t use it. Even if you can, I don’t have it, old man..."
Jingzhou said: "Nangong doesn't need to worry about the treasure. I don't want anything else. I just hope that Nangong will ask me to take a look at the Yellow Stone Heavenly Book."
The Yellow Stone Heavenly Book was written by an extraordinary person, and is said to have been passed down from the fairy world. This book allows mortals to peek into the heavens and gain all kinds of magical powers. If Canglong Qisu allows people to control the world, the Yellowstone Heavenly Book allows people to change the world. For this book
It was a strange book. Jing Zhou had already wanted to take a look at it.
Chu Nan Gong's expression condensed, but he did not agree immediately. Instead, he asked: "How did you know that this book is on me?"
Jing Zhou pretended to be mysterious and said: "Why do fish eaters know who caught the fish? This is a secret."
Chu Nan Gong sighed and said: "That's all, you kid is slippery, and the old man saw it. Some time ago, old man, I looked at the stars and found that the situation was in chaos. You should not have appeared in this city in the first place.
among.
"If you follow my previous speculation, this book will be published in a few years. At this time, the situation is already in chaos. I don't know when exactly this book will appear and whose hands it will fall into. At this time, I don't know.
It doesn’t matter if you take a look.”
I don't know when, a volume of ancient books appeared in the hands of Duke Nan of Chu.
"Thank you so much, Nangong." Jingzhou stretched out his hand forward to take the Yellow Stone Heavenly Book. Chu Nangong turned slightly to avoid Jingzhou's hand and coughed: "Young mountain ghost boy, we agreed that we can only take a look at this book.
, you can’t let the old man take it away, just return it to me immediately after looking at it.”
Jing Zhou couldn't help but laugh, "Nang Gong, don't worry, Ao Qing always keeps his word. Since it's just a look, it's natural to only look at it a few times, it won't take too long."
Chu Nangong said: "Just now, old man, I heard a girl say that your boy's words are nine times false and the other is true! If the old man doesn't say a few more words, he will be tricked by you again."
"Ahem, Nan Gong, this is all in the past." Jing Zhou smiled bitterly and snatched it three times before taking the Yellow Stone Heavenly Book from Chu Nan Gong's hand, holding it in his arms and unfolding it.
"This book is ordinary," Jingzhou had just finished saying this in his heart when he felt a cool air coming from the broken jade on his chest, and then he saw a stream of fresh air flying out from the ancient book and sinking into the broken jade.
middle.
Jing Zhou raised his head and glanced at Chu Nan Gong, only to see that he was still the same, without any change, and thought to himself: "Didn't he see the fresh air just now?"
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