"The second question is easier. As long as the senior can pluralize what I said every word correctly, it will be considered correct." Hehe, tongue twister, I will not spare you, my name is not Su Qinghan.
"So easy?" The old man seemed in disbelief, his eyes as wide as bells.
"You'll know when the time comes." Humph, it hasn't started yet, so why worry!
I breathed a sigh of relief. This was a tongue twister I had practiced for half a year. I slowly closed my eyes and said:
"Eating grapes did not spit grape skins,
I won’t eat grapes until I vomit the grape skins.
Eating grapes did not spit grape skins,
I won’t eat grapes until I vomit the grape skins.
Eating grapes did not spit grape skins,
If you don’t eat grapes, you’ll spit out their skins.”
"It's over, it's your turn." I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally not making a fool of myself.
When I looked back, I saw the old man standing there, staring at me dumbfounded, his lips trembling and he didn't dare to make a sound.
"I am willing to admit defeat. Mr. Qian won this round." The old man sighed heavily. No matter how he sounded, it sounded like I had deceived him.
After hearing this, I raised my eyebrows, but there was still no surge in my eyes. I just kept the joy in my heart, smiled slightly, and regained my calm and elegant expression.
"Okay, well done!"
"Young master is really talented!"...
Endless praises and exclamations came from the crowd in the audience, one after another.
I glanced lightly at the audience, turned around, and took a special look at Leng Mo. His tightly pursed lips and wrinkled eyebrows made it difficult to guess his mood. The only thing that was certain was that Haitang next to him had a serious expression on his face.
Looked at me angrily.
"In the first round, Mr. Qian won." The old man smiled calmly and announced loudly to the audience.
Cold sweat broke out on my face, and I didn't dare to feel proud too early. Who knows whether this old guy would cheat in the last round and risk his life to kill me!
"Haha...Senior, I must save my life in advance. I don't know any martial arts, and I can only read six Chinese characters in total, so you can do whatever you want." I stared at the old man nervously, not daring to show any slightness in my eyes, and secretly worried in my heart.
, if this old man competes with some martial arts secrets, then I will not even be able to travel through time.
The old man was startled, and his vicissitudes of face immediately relaxed, and he returned to his usual virtuous and respectable image. He laughed loudly and said, "I won't embarrass Mr. Qian. It's just a guessing game."
Riddle? What's wrong with this ancient times is that it's not about composing poems or pairings. Nowadays, there's simply no way out.
"Okay." I brushed my hair on my shoulders, straightened my chest, and said bluffingly.
"Master Qian, listen carefully. I will only say it once. It only lights up half the sky. Please tell me the answer. In the same way, I will also give you time for one stick of incense." As soon as the old man finished speaking, he ordered someone to light another stick of incense and stood up.
in front of me.
Only half the sky is illuminated? What do you mean?! I put one hand on my chest and touched my chin with the other, frowning, thinking painfully.
After thinking about it for a long time, seeing that half of the incense was burned, I quickly turned around and looked at Leng Mo as if asking for help. I saw that man's handsome face was tense, and his stern eyes were fixed on me, but it was a pity that there was no trace on his face.
Write the answer, but isn’t this guy a little too cold? I did it all for him, why didn’t I give any hints?
Only half of the sky was illuminated? Suddenly, Leng Motou raised his head and calmly pointed to one side of the sky with one hand, and pointed in another direction with the other hand. Is this considered pointing? However, I half-squinted my eyes, still
do not really understand……
Could it be? My eyes suddenly lit up, and I felt happy. He was as smart as me. He meant the east and west sides of the sky, so he must be right.
"Mr. Qian, this incense is almost exhausted." The old man glanced at me from the corner of his eye. Seeing that I had not moved for a long time, he pointed at the incense stand with his hand, and there was an imperceptible fluctuation in his gentle tone.
This old guy must be hoping that I can't guess correctly, and he must be secretly proud of himself at this moment, but I, Su Qinghan, won't let you have an easy time.
Thinking of this, I turned around gracefully, walked around the incense stand twice, looked at Leng Mo firmly, and said, "Isn't the answer that senior wanted: the east is not bright, the west is bright."
The old man was stunned for a moment, and his weather-beaten smooth face put on a fleshy smile. He cupped his hands and said politely: "Young Master Qian, you have really just met someone before. I am completely convinced now."
What a joke, if I lose to you, I won’t even be able to travel back in time to see my parents! Even though I thought so, I still kept a modest smile, glanced at the peerless baby from the corner of my eyes from time to time, and said with some hints: "Then, isn't it?
Can I take it back?"
"Laifu, please give the treasure to Mr. Qian quickly." The old man understood, turned his head, and hurriedly ordered his servants to take it and ceremoniously throw it into my hands.
A small and gentle bottle immediately came into my hands. The white glass cover was crystal clear and actually a little cute. I held the baby in both hands like a rare treasure, carefully walked off the stage, and walked straight towards Leng Mo. At this moment,
I must be very sacred, I thought smugly, my eyes drifted towards Leng Mo unconsciously, I gently put the bottle in his palm, wrapped my small hand around his big hand, pressed it hard, and smiled happily at him.
"You have to keep it well, this is my hard work." I glanced at the dark-faced Haitang next to Leng Mo, and said deliberately ambiguously, increasing the volume of the last sentence.
"I advise you not to get carried away." Haitang glanced at me, disdain flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"Master Qian is really amazing."
"so amazing."
"Sure enough, he is very clever."
"Oh, there are many talented people in the country."
…
Praises, exclamations, and envy came out of the mouths of all the alliance leaders, which made my face shine a lot. Looking at Leng Mo again, he still had an iceberg expression that had not changed for thousands of years, as if he was praising a stranger, and with him.
He has nothing to do with it.
"Hey, masked man, why don't you say thank you anyway?" I trotted all the way, following closely behind Leng Mo, and kept chattering.
This guy, in my mother’s words, has no cultivation at all!
Finally, Leng Mo walked and stopped in front of an inn. Ergou Inn? When I saw the three words on the top, Lima was dumbfounded. Besides being vulgar, it was vulgar...
At this time, Leng Mo looked back at me, stretched out his big hand, and carried me to his side. He winked at Haitang and took me straight to the third floor.
"Leng Mo, do you think you are talking about small animals?" I rudely slapped his hand holding my collar away and said angrily.
"Go in." Before I could recover, I was pushed into a guest room by Leng Mo.
Simple furnishings, a big bed, a square table, and two benches. I sat down by the bed, facing Leng Mo, and rubbed my sore neck. I was really tired after a day of noisy work.
"Yan'er, it seems that you turned a deaf ear to what I told you this morning."
Leng Mo poured a cup of hot tea, handed it to me, and sighed quietly.
"What are you talking about?" I rolled my eyes in a circle, took the tea cup, and asked deliberately and knowingly.
"Do you know that you are in a very dangerous situation now? Everyone in the world now knows that you have taken that peerless treasure." Leng Mo frowned, his handsome eyes flashed, and his serious tone made me a little scared.
"But didn't they all see that I gave it to you?" A smile flashed in my eyes and I quickly interrupted.
"You!" Leng Mo's eyes sparkled and his lips trembled violently. Finally, he turned helpless and exhaled, saying: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you. In short, you will listen to me in everything from now on."
That's right." After saying that, he stood up and strode towards me.
"What are you going to do?" I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, watching the huge black shadow covering me step by step.
Leng Mo ignored me, pulled the quilt directly, made the bed, and looked at me stubbornly with his black eyes: "Sleep in."