The little girl who was painting looked at Qin Yi blankly, and Qin Yi looked blankly at the woman in yellow.
What and what...
What is the History of Nanli? Those kind of things are usually compiled by later generations. Nanli is not destroyed, so where does the History of Nanli come from? Could it be that it has been two months in Dongfu and a hundred years in the world?
No, when I left the cave, I went to beat Hanmen. What the villagers said was that I hadn’t seen my benefactor for more than two months. This time was correct.
Oh, by the way, daily note, after all, my relationship is all related to the king, princess, and regent. Maybe I have a few notes? There are also some records from people at that time?
But you saw it? Where did you peek?
Besides, you have read the book and I was recorded in the book, so you recognize me?
God, you...
Oh yes, this is indeed a cultivator of immortality, it is true that it is a god.
Qin Yi knocked on his head, his forehead was confused.
I tried to sense the other party's cultivation, but found that the vastness of the abyss seemed to be much more unpredictable than the previous Minghe River in the Soaring Cloud Realm, and the journey to the peak of Condensation Pill.
"Hui...Boss Huiyang?"
This sleepy-eyed woman is a big boss in Huiyang. I don’t know how many levels there are in Huiyang... Excluding Senior Ancient Corpse, this person may be the strongest person I have seen since I entered the practice.
.
But she looked like she was in her twenties at most, with a confused look on her face and bleary eyes. She squinted slightly at Qin Yi, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Did she just wake up or is she a little short-sighted?
Are there any myopic cultivators? Are you kidding me...
Because he had just woken up, his clothes were loose and he could still see the deep ditch. His snow-white plumpness made Qin Yi dizzy.
Qin Yi's practice was obviously very strong, but it did not bring any sense of pressure to Qin Yi. Instead, he immediately imagined the scene of intellectual tutor.avi. What was going on...
The woman seemed to have seen Qin Yi's appearance clearly, and stood up straight with satisfaction, and softly chanted: "Qin Yi, the national master, is also a mountain alchemist. In the early days, King Wulie was a prince, and he went to the fairy mountain with Princess Zhaoyang.
He stayed in the thatched cottage and walked with him. Not long ago, he planned to kill Donghua, and Wu Lie's head turned white. Yi went to the Rift Valley alone to extend the king's life. When he returned, the jade stone had been burned, but Yi saved the orphan girl from the sea of fire. Zhaoyang destroyed the Western Wasteland.
, quite good at chess. The world has been established, chess will not receive any merit, and he will travel far away. The king deeply respects him. He is the master of Xuguo and will always wait for chess to return. - This is "Nanli Characters", the consulting envoy of Emperor Daqian
, the envoys compiled what they saw and then returned home to compile it.”
Qin Yi listened silently and sighed sadly in his heart.
It would make sense if the envoy of Daqian compiled the character chronicle. This record can be regarded as an objective explanation. There are some errors and omissions in the details. For example, the emotional drama between himself and Li Qingjun was omitted? This content sounds like what Li Qingjun himself told the envoy,
I probably don’t have the nerve to talk about emotional scenes.
But then again, you have read all these side books, they are really amazing.
Listening to others talking about his "history", he actually became a "book person". This experience was really indescribable. Qin Yi sighed, not knowing what he was feeling at this time.
He was silent for a moment, and then the words came to his lips: "Sure enough, with just a few strokes, I can actually write a hundred chapters."
The woman's eyes lit up: "A hundred chapters, do you want to write it? I'll read it if you write it."
Qin Yi stroked his forehead: "I can't write."
The woman sighed, as if she realized that her disheveled appearance was unsightly. She blushed slightly and straightened her clothes.
The lazy and confused look disappeared, and she really became intellectual and elegant, like the kind of lady who was influenced by calligraphy and painting since childhood, but she was living in seclusion in the mountains and forests. She had the bookish atmosphere and the sense of detachment living in Yunxiu, which is very beautiful.
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment.
This is also a kind of fairy beauty, which is somewhat different from the remoteness of Minghe. Although it is also a bit ethereal, it is more friendly.
The woman actually performed a scholar's ceremony: "People outside the mountains have seen the people in the book."
Qin Yi shook his head and said: "Since I am standing here, I am no longer a person in the book."
The woman blinked and smiled slightly: "It comes like a spring dream, and goes away like a morning cloud with nowhere to go. After all, it is an illusion before my eyes, or it may not be as real as every word in the book."
After saying that, he turned around and stretched, then clapped his mouth and yawned before going back: "Now that I have seen the people in the book, I am exhausted today, so why not go to bed. Make some tea and entertain the guests for me."
So what you’ve been talking about for so long is actually to die in the light of day, right?
Qin Yi watched her enter the room with his mouth half open. He couldn't remember how many times he had stayed there today. You straightened your clothes and bowed, so it turned out that it was not to say a few words to the guest, but to say goodbye and go back to bed?
The people here are indeed not normal...
"Well, this brother..."
Qin Yi looked down and saw that the little girl named Qingcha was still sitting on the ground looking up at him, her big eyes as pure as the dew on the camellia beside her.
"Brother, are you here to become a disciple, to visit a friend, or to propose marriage?"
"Uh? Asking for a hand in marriage?"
"Master said that if you don't directly tell your intention when you come here and refuse to leave, it's probably because you have plans for me..." Qingcha looked at him pitifully: "Don't have plans for me, I'm so young."
Qin Yi had a black line on his forehead: "If you don't tell me why you're here and won't leave, you probably have an agenda for your master. What's your intention for a girl like you who doesn't even have hair?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Qingcha running away on the ground: "Master, Master, this man said he has plans for you."
Qin Yi: "?"
A woman's lazy voice came from inside the house: "I have painting skills, but I don't practice painting. I know a lot of words, but I don't read. The cocoons in my hands are not pens and ink, but weapons. The Tao is there, and everyone can see it and know it.
There are only a few of them, that's all. Whether you seek a teacher, a Taoist priest, or a bride, please come back."
Qin Yi finally understood the reason why she died after meeting the person in the book.
He is not the national master Piaomiao she imagined, but rather a common man.
Qingcha was knocking on the door: "Master, stop pretending. It's rare for someone to want you. I don't think you are an idiot because you only know how to read and draw, and I don't think you sleep like a pig every day..."
A gentle breath of air came out of nowhere, tied up Qingcha, then fell heavily to the ground and did the splits.
Qingcha was so painful that she burst into tears.
Qin Yi couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly felt that it was very fun here.
This Immortal Palace of Ten Thousand Daos, two mountains, is almost two levels of heaven and earth. I really don’t know how interesting this so-called "ten thousand Daos in the world" is.
But Qin Yi also felt a little "out of fun". It seemed that observing Wandao was not very interesting, and it would not be of any help to his breakthrough in Qinxin. I'm afraid it would be the same if he looked for other places to watch.
However, Liusu looked at these from a different perspective, and he had to look at Liusu's opinion. So he asked Liusu secretly: "Do you want to see anything else?"
Liusu said: "I've exhausted all my excitement today. It's getting late, so we'll see tomorrow. But we're just trying so little, just looking at the flowers, and the gains are too little. I suggest you stay here tonight, talk to this woman, and say
You may gain something - a master of calligraphy and painting in the realm of Huiyang, wow, it is really amazing."
Qin Yi knelt down and asked Qingcha: "Little sister, do you have any guests here?"
Qingcha looked at him as if he were a pervert: "Come down the mountain and pass the battle, Shi Gui's right arm, Qunfang Garden in the town is suitable for you. If you look at me with such a vulgar look again, be careful I will hit you."
"How am I so wretched? This is obviously kind."
Qingcha said doubtfully: "Really?"
"real!"
"Oh." The little girl scratched her head: "Do you really want to be my master?"
"Little girl, can you grasp the key point? All I want is to stay overnight. Do you understand?"
"Follow me." Qingcha pulled his sleeves and walked toward the guest house, whispering: "I'm telling you, Master loves reading, calligraphy, and painting. As long as you can impress her with any of them, maybe you can
You can be my master."
"I said I was just borrowing..."
"I've heard this excuse a lot. In the end, I was beaten all over the head by my master and thrown down the mountain. This kind of old-fashioned trick can't deceive the smart Qingcha at all."