Chapter three hundred and forty-eight master self-cultivation
At dusk, a pale moon hung low in the eastern sky.
Thousands of miles above the sky in Xingzi Town.
There is a sea of clouds ship filled with moonlight, passing by the eastern sky. The monks in the ship hold on to the railing of the ship and look down. On the Star Lake, there are stars inlaid, moving slowly, like the Milky Way on earth, and like fireflies in the forest.
If you take a closer look, you will see that there are rows of lighted boats and brightly lit boats in the lake, which looks like stars falling into the lake.
By the Xingzi Lake, the ten-mile long street gradually became lively, and many monks from hundreds of miles around gradually gathered here.
At this moment, in the corner of this long street by the river, Li Bai took over San Chi.
He glanced at the scabbard that had been tightly closed by Zhao Rong, nodded slightly, and hugged him again.
Li Bai glanced at Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er who were gathering together.
He suddenly remembered the pot of daughter's red he drank in Cheng'en Tower of Jingnan Duke's Palace when Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei were getting married more than half a year ago.
In fact, Li Bai's pot of daughter's red, which he buried when he first came to Jingnan Duke's Mansion seventeen years ago, should not have been taken out to drink at that time.
Because it's not time yet.
Or he was greedy.
However, it seems that they are all the same at the moment, drinking that bowl of daughter's red.
Li Bai muttered, then smiled casually and walked forward.
After Zhao Rong returned the sword, he came to Zhao Qian'er and said jokingly: "I came out early this time."
Zhao Qian'er shook her head, "It looks lively here, but it's not one ten thousandth as interesting as Duyou City. There's nothing interesting in the store, so I read it all in one go. But... there's a flowing fairy dress that's pretty good."
She glanced at Zhao Rong quietly.
What, shopping is boring? Wouldn’t it be great here?
Zhao Rong didn't notice anything unusual, and thought to himself, but said, "Oh, it's okay. Anyway, I will go back to Duyou City soon. Then you can go shopping and buy what you want."
At this moment, he suddenly seemed to remember something and turned his head to look at the largest boat on the brightly lit Xingzi Lake.
If viewed from a high altitude, it looks like the brightest star in the night sky.
In the night on the lake, this painting boat looks like a mountain, occupying the position in the center of Xingzi Lake.
The surrounding boats and boats all avoided it.
Zhao Rong said with a smile, "By the way, Brother Yiwu must have been waiting there for a long time. If he doesn't want to go shopping, let's go find him now."
Zhao Qian'er didn't even look at Xingzi Lake. She smiled sweetly, pulled up both sides of her dress with both hands, and unfolded the pure white Liuxian skirt she just bought into a semicircle.
"Brother Rong'er, does it look good?" the little girl said with an expectant face.
She stood in front of Zhao Rong, pulled up the hem of her new dress, and spun it around in a circle.
Zhao Rong, who had been forgetting to pay attention to Zhao Qian'er's new dress ever since she came out, secretly thought that he was careless.
Then, he raised the corners of his mouth and looked up and down with admiration.
At this moment, what caught the eye was the beautiful pleated skirt blown by the evening breeze, and the few strands of hair scattered on her temples.
Although this little girl is petite in stature, she is slim and well-proportioned. She is a natural dressmaker.
Wearing a fairy skirt and spinning around on her feet, her figure and clothes are elegant and agile.
She looked like a little fairy full of fairy spirit, and attracted the attention of many passers-by around her.
However, the look of amazement in the eyes of the passers-by had not dissipated. They immediately turned their eyes and saw the man holding a sword next to this extremely handsome little fairy, and the young man in scholar's shirt who was looking up at her with bright eyes.
Many eyes passed over the jade on Zhao Rong's waist.
All this happened in just a few breaths.
Soon these passers-by and monks passed by each other, and most of them looked at him reluctantly, with envy in their eyes.
No one stayed.
Zhao Rong was about to talk to Xiao Qian'er as he prepared to follow familiar business procedures.
But at this moment, Li Bai's expression suddenly changed.
He straightened his waist and took a deep breath.
"Hiss, which fairy is this? Is it so beautiful? Have I been blinded again? Fairy, are you real or fake? Could it be that the gods and demons from outside the world have transformed into the most beautiful thing in my heart?
Human, right? It’s over, it’s over, I can’t beat you, such a cute and invincible fairy... I surrender!”
Zhao Rong, who was hesitant to speak, couldn't help but look sideways.
Zhao Qian'er, on the other hand, still held the corner of her clothes with her expression unchanged. She raised her head and looked at Zhao Rong with bright eyes.
A pair of peach blossom eyes with slightly pink corners, full of expectation and the expression of a certain guy.
He didn't look at Uncle Xiaobai, nor did he pay attention to the passers-by.
When Gain and the lady were together, this kind of paying attention had long been familiar. I remember that pedestrians passing by them bumped into the flag pole on the side of the road. They must have bad eyesight.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Li Bai coughed and turned around to look around to relieve his embarrassment.
But immediately, he looked at Zhao Rong with an unhappy expression.
What came into view was the pretty little girl standing in front of Zhao Rong. Her eyes were unblinking, and her little face was about to show a certain expression. It might be a smile or a look of disappointment and sadness in the next second. These were all at this moment.
Waiting for a certain sentence to appear.
Zhao Rong looked at the little fairy up and down several times, then pinched his chin.
He glanced at Li Bai, wondering why his flattering lines had been stolen from him.
Zhao Rong also wanted to praise Xiao Qian'er as a fairy, or a goddess? No, it sounds too fake now.
And after just listening to Uncle Bai's flattery, I suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be as skilled in this direction of business.
I can only change the direction. I can’t finish everything and leave some words for the future...
So, Zhao Rong nodded solemnly, "Well, it's okay, it's pretty good-looking."
Zhao Qian'er's little face suddenly burst into a smile, as innocent and bright as a mountain flower, clean and moving.
Finally getting the attention and praise from this 'big piece of wood', the little girl was so happy that she ignored her ladylike appearance for a moment, stood still on the spot, and leaned forward fiercely with her small body.
She hugged Zhao Rong's left arm in her sleeve, used Zhao Rong's body to support her balance, and looked up at his face with a smile.
Zhao Qianer said happily: "Is it true or false?"
"Fake." Zhao Rong's face was stern, and his tone immediately disowned him.
"You... how dare you!" Zhao Qian'er's eyes widened. She raised her hand, pinched Zhao Rong's nose with her green fingers, and said fiercely: "Hmph, say it again!"
Zhao Rong blinked and was about to open his mouth, "Fake..."
The little girl had quick eyes and quick hands, and in the next second, her white and tender palms covered his mouth.
She continued to glare at Zhao Rong and wrinkled her little nose.
"Hmph, brother Rong'er, do you dare to say it again?"
Zhao Qian'er, who looked like an elegant little fairy one second ago, is now biting her lip and bulging her mouth, with a ferocious expression, or like a domineering little female gangster.
It's just that the bitten pink lips are a bit out of place, giving people a feeling of being weak and being bullied.
"Uh huh."
Zhao Rong said something.
Zhao Qianer listened for a while with her little ears raised, and nodded calmly as if she understood.
She shook her little head and turned her face to Zhao Rong, "Are you kidding? Well, that's about right. But, hum, brother Rong'er is not allowed to joke anymore, not even a little bit of this kind of joke. Hmm, do you know?
, big pig’s hooves?”
"Uh huh."
Huh? What on earth did Brother Rong'er say...
Zhao Qian'er felt a little confused. Even though she was worried, she quietly squinted her eyes and glanced at Zhao Rong, who was 'kidnapped' by her.
But the next second she saw Zhao Rong's gaze, Zhao Qian'er quickly returned his gaze and nodded gracefully, "Well, you agreed to Qian'er, right? Well, if you... yes, just nod and say what's in your heart.
Oh, you won’t go back on your word.”
Zhao Rong, who was gagged, looked helpless and nodded his head twice.
Zhao Qian'er immediately let go of her little hand, but then with lightning speed, pinched Zhao Rong's nose hard.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, retracted her hand, and spat: "Smelly pig's hooves."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
He then breathed a sigh of relief and continued to nod wordlessly: "Okay. Well, Qian'er is indeed very good-looking. In addition, if nothing happens, let's go find Brother Yi Wu. He must have been waiting for a long time."
Zhao Qian'er looked at the lively streets on both sides and waved her hand.
"Now? No, who said it's okay? Brother Rong'er, you promised to go shopping together. You also said that you can play here casually these days. Well, let him wait for a while. Let's go shopping for a while."
Zhao Rong sighed and tried to persuade him.
Zhao Qian'er straightened the bangs on her smooth forehead and hugged Zhao Rong's arm.
"Come on, let's go over there and have a look. There are a lot of people at that food stall. By the way, we also need to show Uncle Bai's clothes. He was so careless on the road before, so just reward him once."
Li Bai, who originally looked a little languid, raised his head and suddenly became energetic like an old dog that heard some noise.
The man holding the sword rubbed his hands, his eyes were shining, and he said anxiously to Xiao Qian'er:
"Qian'er still cares about Uncle Rong'er. I didn't hurt him in vain when I was a child. I will help you teach Xiao Rongzi a lesson. Okay, let's go for a walk. Good Qian'er, Xiao Rongzi, let's go shopping for clothes."
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Li Bai, who seemed to have changed.
Um, didn't you look like a detached master just now? He was uninterested in anything, detached from the outside world, and now...
Zhao Qian'er nodded, raised her chin, and said in a clear voice:
"Okay, Uncle Xiaobai, don't worry, I will pick you a more handsome and neat outfit this time. I guarantee that it will look better than the elegant green shirt you wore last time, and you will look more like a master. People will definitely know at a glance that you are not simple.
,different..."
Li Bai frowned, showing a rare attitude of concentration, and listened.
Zhao Qian'er suddenly paused, her pretty eyebrows stood up, and she said with a tone that said:
"But these clothes alone are not enough. You also need to wipe the scabbard in your arms frequently, as well as the hilt of the sword. Look, the white cloth wrapped on the sword is so dirty."
She counted them carefully with her fingers, teaching Uncle Bai who was thirsty for knowledge.
"And people's hands are also very dirty, did you know that? You also need to wash your hands frequently. If you want to be a peerless master, how can you not wash your hands? Look at the masters in the book who defeated the enemy with one sword. The blades of their swords are all
There is no trace of blood on it. How well-maintained is the sword? Not to mention there is no stain or dust, of course."
When Li Bai heard this, he looked suddenly enlightened, but then she heard Xiao Qian'er say.
Ask him to pull out the sword from his arms frequently, wipe it clean, and remember to apply oil on it to take good care of it. If necessary, you can also consider putting it on the roof to bask in the sun, soak up the moonlight, and absorb some of the essence of heaven and earth.
The man holding the sword glanced at the sword in his arms, feeling a little sad under his crotch.
Seeing Uncle Xiao Bai's expression of embarrassment, Zhao Qian'er let out a long and old-fashioned sigh, "Oh, how many times have I told you before, why don't you change it? Maybe you still want to go back to the past, being sloppy every day, and becoming a scumbag and outdated expert.
?”
Li Bai quickly shook his head, being taught by the little girl to shake it like a rattle.
"Humph, this is not popular at all now. This sloppy thing is just to fool the little country kids. Who would believe it if anyone has any brains? You are still reluctant to give up on this thing. It's too ridiculous."
Zhao Qian'er snorted and summed up her experience and the recent trends in how people who practice on the mountain dress.
"Well, let me tell you Uncle Xiaobai. Today's masters must wear a pure and chic outfit, which is crisp and neat, with a little luxury, and can reveal a very pure meaning inadvertently. This is high-end, understand
Are you done yet?"
She glanced at Li Bai.
The latter was holding the sword, leaning forward subconsciously, his eyes unblinking, and he was listening intently.
But now, when faced with the question, he nodded and shook his head.
"So stupid, so stupid! Uncle Bai is so stupid." Zhao Qian'er scratched her forehead, shook her head and sighed, a little troubled.
"Yeah, how can I make you understand... In fact, if you want to have a high-end atmosphere and a classy look, the shortcut is to emphasize one element first."
"For example..." Her eyes lit up, "Have you finished reading the album I showed you last time? Isn't that peerless swordsman, dressed in white, victorious over the snow, independent under the moon, very handsome? A white word is highlighted, "Yes"
Isn’t it very artistic and high-end?”
Li Bai's body was shaken, his expression was stunned, and he had a profound realization.
"Hmph. Zhao Qian'er clasped her hands behind her back and raised her little head like a schoolboy, pointing her chin at Li Bai.
"Have you learned? Well, but dirty cannot be used as a prominent element. Cleanliness is the most basic requirement. Well, by the way, return the album to me after reading it. I also borrowed it from Xiaoyue Nu."
Li Bai nodded vigorously, "Absolutely, Xiao Qian'er, I'm almost finished reading it, and I'll return it to you later."
He sighed again, because he couldn't draw his sword, so he couldn't help but sigh: "Qian'er, you're right, I'll find a way to wipe it when I get back. Also, the white-clothed Shengxue you mentioned is really damn handsome.
Especially standing on the eaves under the end of the month, with your back facing people, hiss. Xiao Qian'er, good Qian'er, just do it like this, you can choose a suitable set for me."
Zhao Qianer raised her head proudly, almost turning into a little swan, and said arrogantly: "Hey, you still don't know my taste in picking clothes? Let's get up! Brother Rong'er, don't be in a daze, let's go. Uncle Xiaobai, I
I have a few ideas, let’s discuss them in detail.”
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Zhao Qian'er and Li Bai got together and discussed the important matter of changing the 'skin' for the master.
Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment while listening.
He couldn't help but look at Li Bai carefully.
No wonder I felt something was wrong with Uncle Bai when we first met.
It feels like there's something different about him.
It's just that I haven't seen him for a long time, and I think he is still the same person, who likes to hold a sword and pretend to be a master...
Just now when he was waiting for Xiao Qian'er to come out, he was looking around.
It turned out that he was a lot cleaner and tidier, no longer the sloppy drunkard style he used to be.
Then I wanted to buy clothes and looked around on the street...
By the way, can something like a master's style be changed?
Good guy, really professional.
Is this the self-cultivation of every master?
Zhao Rong looked at Xiao Qian'er and Li Bai with admiration.
The two of them were having a serious discussion together.
Li Bai was asking Qian'er for advice on what kind of clothes could be low-key and restrained, yet still reveal a hint of domineering.
Xiao Qian'er narrowed her eyes in thought like a dog-headed military counselor, raised a finger on her little hand and shook it, and began to make plans.
It’s really yours!
Zhao Rong shook his head and remained silent for a while.
He covered his mouth and coughed lightly. He couldn't help but quietly listened and listened for a while.
After a few breaths, Zhao Rong's eyes gradually widened and he nodded gently as if he had benefited a lot.
It turns out that our little Qianer knows so many things?
The clothes are so good? I didn’t tell you earlier! Well, I found a treasure.
You have to coax this woman...
Go back and give me a set.
Zhao Rong took a few steps forward, approached them, and said directly to the two of them with a serious look on his face:
"I also want."
Zhao Qian'er: "......"
Li Bai: “…………”
The two looked at each other.
"Come on, let's have a chat. Actually, I don't think Uncle Bai is suitable for having a green beard. He doesn't want the style of a master who has experienced vicissitudes of life at all. How about we start with the hairstyle... Are you right, Qian'er?"
Zhao Qianer blinked.
Not long after, Zhao Rong, the new prostitute monster of "I Want It Too", took the dog-headed strategist Zhao Qian'er and the bronze master Li Bai and continued shopping on the street.
He left behind Gu Yiwu, who was still waiting patiently in the boat.
At a certain moment, on the street, Zhao Qian'er suddenly turned around and asked curiously: "Brother Rong'er, how many more days are we going to stay in Xingzi Town?"
Zhao Rong frowned and thought about his outfit, how he could intimidate the ruling and opposition parties as soon as he showed up, making everyone lick their tongues and bow their heads.
He came back to his senses, looked around, and said four words in a leisurely tone: "We are not in a hurry."
Zhao Qian'er was thoughtful, but her pretty eyebrows were still slightly frowned.
"Brother Rong'er, why do you ask Na Gu Hewu to take the others to the Zuixian Tower, the largest in Xingzi Town, to drink wine and watch dances and plays every day?"
The little girl paused for a moment, then stood up on tiptoes and pinched Zhao Rong's nose, "Also, we will go see Gu Shawu later, but you are not allowed to drink flower wine!"
Zhao Rong suddenly looked at Zhao Qian'er with an innocent expression.
The latter squinted at him like a little fox.
Zhao Rong nodded vigorously, looking upright.
Only then did Zhao Qian'er put down her hand with satisfaction, but she didn't take it back immediately. Instead, her little hand paused on Zhao Rong's collar and started to caress him again, her movements gentle and obedient.
After a moment, she tilted her head and continued to ask curiously:
"By the way, you haven't said yet, why are you asking Gu Shawu to wait every day and us to go to Zuixian Tower later?"
Zhao Rong turned his head and glanced at the largest boat on Xingzi Lake with the name Zuixian, and said softly:
"Go and see who's in a hurry."
"who?"
"Who." Zhao Rong nodded.
About half an hour later, the three of them happily stopped shopping.
Together we rushed to the Zuixian Tower in the lake...
(Five thousand words is not short...) Thanks to the good brother of "Travel Dream" for the 5,000-coin reward!