MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 80

After more than half a month, it seems that New Year's Eve is coming.

Chen Guo, Beijing.

At this time is the New Year's Day, the streets are full of lights, and people are coming and going. A young priest is shaking his left hand with his right hand, holding a cymbal in his right hand, embroidered with a figure of Taiji gossip, and three books, "Jingbanxian" In his arms, there is a blue bird probe in his arms.

Next to the priest, a four- or five-year-old young boy with a compass around his neck and a peach-wood sword on his back, with a solemn sound of milk and milk, said, "The old legend tells the art of immortality. Purple bucket ... "

Two priests, one large and one small, are Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi.

The two came to the capital today. As soon as they entered the boundary of the capital, Jingyue discovered that there was a vision in the sky, and the purple gas lingering in the sky was mixed with a ray of black gas.

Jing Yue narrowed his eyes, purple gas symbolized the National Games, which could have been maintained for more than a hundred years. Now the black gas is gradually growing, and the purple gas is being eroded a little. Maybe in a few years, the purple gas will be completely blackened. Gas replacement.

The two arbitrarily looked for the inn, but the shopkeeper said that there was no room. "This year is the year of the Spring Festival. We live here with a lot of lifts. We are really sorry, or if you go to Taoyuan Lane to see? There are also some residential houses there. Rebuilt inn. "

Jing Yue inquired about the specific location, and led Qin Yanzhi to bypass the busy street and turn into a quiet alley.

Soon, they settled in a small inn in Taoyuan Lane.

When everything was properly packed, Jingyue came down to the first floor of the inn. At this time during dinner, many poor students gathered to talk about the world, exchange articles, and talk about current affairs.

I only listened to one of the Facebook students: "Master Wang has always been a clean official, but he was framed by them because he did not share the same corruption with corrupt officials. If the National Normal University had discerned Qiuhao and punished these corrupt officials, King Wang would not have died unjustly. ? "

Another scholar with a big nose immediately retorted, "What is the clear observation? The corrupt officials were recommended by King Ning at that time. How could Ning Wang be unaware of this? If the state teacher really wanted to be the master of the people, what would it be to catch some small fish and shrimp? Why did you leave King Ning alone? "

"On several occasions, Yu Shi sued the people in the royal family for corrupting the money and even using official punishment privately, but the teacher always kept his eyes open!"

The words of the scholar with big nose drew an echo, and everyone was filled with indignation.

"The royal family has been violent for years, and it is also retribution!"

"I heard that King Ning's body was dead recently ..."

But there are also natural vigilants who say, "You are so brave, don't say it, be careful of the wall with ears."

The big-nosed scholar whispered softly, and said, "What are you afraid of? The criminal supervisor in Beijing is all about picking up a hundred officials. Where can we have such a poor scholar?"

Another sighed: "After so many years of scrutiny, corrupt officials are still banned repeatedly. How many people have been in charge of wealth for the sake of the government, and there is no fish when the water is clean. It ’s better to do more to make people more affordable. "

At this time, a plain-skinned but very spirited scholar said, "However, being an official is not for the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes. Is it irresponsible for corrupt officials?"

The former man shook his head and said, "It is not easy to live in the middle of Beijing. It is difficult for officials to live by Lulu. Sometimes it is not the official's desire to be greedy. They also have to take care of their relatives, and take care of their colleagues and peaks. What was done? "

The well-dressed scholar argued: "Everyone is a person preparing for the imperial examinations, and everyone has a chance to be an official. You say this only to pave the way for yourself in the future. From the bottom of your heart, you have recognized \ 'greedy' word."

The man was kind, but his intention was misinterpreted, and he pulled down his face on the spot and walked away.

The simple scholar also said: "Yes, everyone knows that there is no fish in the clear water, but some people need to clean up the fish pond from time to time, and the water is more fishless! Some people do not want to improve the status quo, but look for this kind of atmosphere. The reason is so ridiculous! "

He drank angrily and listened to someone asking, "I wonder if this boy has a good idea?"

The scholar turned back and saw a young priest standing behind him with a young boy and looking at him with a smile. Dao's life is clear, Daotong is like a fairy in the painting, and the scholar is blushed inexplicably.

Jing Yue: "Can I sit?"

The scholar said busyly, "Master Dao, please." He scratched his head embarrassedly. "I have no good policy, but I was just irritated and told you a joke."

Jing Yue: "Why is it big?"

The scholar sighed helplessly: "I know that they are telling the truth. Many times, the official ca n’t eat the meat, and the people ca n’t drink the soup. This is unreasonable, but reasonable, so it always exists."

"But I always feel that if you see the darkness and leave it dark, you can only sink in the darkness, and you can never wait for light and everything. Only if you find a way to break the darkness, even if you hit it with blood, May break a ray of light. "

"If one generation doesn't work, just two generations, two generations won't work, only three generations ... Even for thousands of years, at least, we have chosen the right path and kept going. One day we will find an exit."

He saw that the Taoist listened carefully, and the melancholy accumulating in his chest was dissipated, and he said, "I am too idealistic."

Jing Yue: "Is it ideal? You can try it for yourself."

The student was puzzled, and Jing Yue said: "You can see the glorious Taoism in the poor Taoism, and you are free from the brilliance. This imperial examination will be the top leader in the future, and you will be able to verify one or two in the future."

The scholar suddenly froze, and he had no prejudice against the Taoist priest, and saw that the Taoist was not like those who lied to money, so he only said a few words to him. Expect that the other party is also full of crazy words! He knows that the literary talent is not outstanding, and this time the examiner has always loved gorgeous articles, how could he order him as the leader?

Presumably the Taoist saw that he had come from a small place and had not seen the world before, trying to save his money.

Jing Yue continued: "Although you have twists and turns in this imperial examination, it will eventually come to pass."

The scholar stood up and arched his hands in a perfunctory manner, and left without looking back. When he went out, he heard the Taoist man say, "The horse is to the left."

Someone around me also heard the conversation between Jing Yue and the scholar, and laughed in his heart that this person had no wink, just the scholar's disappointment just now? It makes people laugh big teeth!

He looked at Jing Yue with a stunned look, but saw that the boy next to the Taoist stared at him expressionlessly. The eyes of Heidongdong seemed to **** his soul away, which was very evil, and he couldn't help hitting him.

Jing Yue patted Qin Yanzhi comfortably, calling Xiao Er to order some meals, after all, Xiao Yanzhi has not yet set a valley, and his stomach will also call.

Soon the dishes came, all the signature dishes in the inn, with all colors and aromas.

Qin Yanzhi held chopsticks in his little hands and filled a dish with a bite of rice. Each chopstick clip had the same amount of vegetables, as if it had been accurately calculated. He seemed to be sippy, but very fast. When he finished eating, he could not see the shine, but he raised his face and naturally waited for Jing Yue to wipe his mouth.

Jing Yue didn't think there was any problem. Since the day Qin Yanzhi cried, he tried his best to take care of the other party as a child. Since these days, he has rushed Qin Yanzhi's mature appearance out of his memory. OK.

The two of them were happy, but it was already a cold wind outside the inn. At this time it was night and there was no one on the street. The scholar narrowed his neck and hurried to the rented courtyard, and was angry that he had mistrusted the Taoist!

Suddenly, he heard a sound of horseshoes, looked up, and a delicate carriage was driving slowly not far away. The scholar did not know why, and he thought of the Taoist saying "the horse is to the left". After all, the body turned honestly to the left.

At this moment, the horse pulling the car leaped forward and hurried towards him. The scholar stood dead on the spot, his mind was blank, and he could only close his eyes subconsciously.

Just listen to the loud noise, followed by people's confused screams.

The scholar waited for a long time without seeing pain in the body, so he opened his eyes slightly, but saw that the carriage had fallen to the ground, the horse was foaming in the mouth, and his limbs were twitching.

The place where the carriage fell down was exactly where he originally stood.

The scholar's face was as white as paper, and his heart trembled, and he stood for a long while, then suddenly spread his legs and ran to the leading inn.

But when he arrived at the inn, he learned that the young priest had returned to the room and specifically explained that the boss was not disturbing.

The scholar waited for a long time and finally left in disappointment.

In one room, Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi were practicing.

After staying in Haotianjie for more than five years, Jingyue is still the cultivation of the foundation of the foundation. After all, the century-old Jindan is not easy. If you want to make a breakthrough, it will take some time.

He urged his mind and guided the spiritual power to walk around his body. After a big week, he suddenly felt a rush of Jin Rui's qi filling all around. Opening his eyes, Qin Yanzhi broke through the training qi.

Qin Yanzhi's eyes opened slightly at this time, and he was a little dazed by the sudden changes. Then he looked up with joy, "Yan Zhi advanced!"

Jing Yue was trying to brag about him, but saw Xiaoyan branch wrinkle her nose, raised her hand to smell it, and then pulled the clothes disgustingly.

He knew immediately that Qin Yanzhi was not a full-spirit body after all, and every time he advanced in the Qi training phase, he would eliminate impurities in his body. Some people have dirt, and some people have a fine layer of dust.

Although Qin Yanzhi is the latter, he still feels dirty.

Jing Yue's heart was so funny that he called Xiao Er to carry a hot water in the bathtub. He tried the water temperature and let Qin Yanzhi wash it by himself.

Qin Yanzhi unhappyly stripped himself, his white and tender flesh was like a personal ginseng doll. He reached out to Jingyue, and naturally held him.

"The barrel is too high to go up."

Jing Yue couldn't help pinching his round and dooty face and hugged him into a wooden bucket. There was so much water in the bucket that Qin Yanzhi could only stand and wash.

Jing Yue saw him awkwardly rubbing left and right, and because his hands were too short, he couldn't frustrate his back, so he took a towel and soap beans to help him wash.

There were big and one small laughs in the room, and Lan Feng shrank in the corner and pecked his hair.

A peck and read: "Jingjing loves me, Jingjing doesn't love me, Jingjing loves me, Jingjing doesn't love me ..."

After reading for a long time, no one ignored it.

After the fragrant Qin Yanzhi was dried, Jing Yue put on his robe and teased him, "If you remember the past life, would you be ashamed and angry and chop me up?"

He stopped laughing again.

Qin Yanzhi couldn't understand, but when he saw Jing Yue smiling happily, he also grinned. Where is there a trace of coldness?

They stayed at the inn for two days and arrived on New Year's Eve. The shops in the street were closed early. During the day, nearby people came to the inn to find couples for couplets. By night, they were very clean outside.

However, the inn was very lively. Some students could not go home to reunite with their loved ones, so they gathered together their wallets and sat at the table, and everyone spent a year together.

Everyone drank and ordered, chanted poems, and gradually hesitated ...

As soon as I arrived, fireworks were set off in Beijing, and the crackling firecrackers were deafening, and many students went out of the inn to set off fireworks.

Jing Yue saw Qin Yanzhi's eyes looking out the door all the time, and seemed a little curious. In addition, Lan Feng was also noisy about to display fireworks. , Holding Qin Yanzhi's hand to help him light the lead.

Sparks came out of the lead, but Qin Yanzhi stood still stupidly, and Jing Yue hurriedly pulled him back, covering his ears with his hands.

For a moment, the sky was full of fireworks, and the orange and red flames reflected the large and small outlines. Lan Feng's soft body pressed against Jing Yue, and they looked up at the night sky together.

Suddenly, a bit of coolness on Jingyue's forehead turned out to be a snowflake.

Not far away, someone shouted, "It's snowing! It's snowing on New Year's Eve!"

The echoes were gradually melted by the night, replaced by blizzards and fluttering.

In the white snow, Qin Yanzhi quietly looked at Jing Yue, feeling the warmth in his ears, just wanting to be like this for a lifetime.

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叽叽 Holding a microphone: Many people want to know what do you think of a little rouge blowing nose?

Rouge suspiciously, indifferently said: not much to see

叽叽 Excited face: Don't be shy, talk about it

Rouge: Ask suicide again

———

Jingjing held the microphone: What do you think of asking me to take a bath for you?

Rouge: Do you really want to know?

Jingjing nodded

Rouge: Why do n’t you let me wash it once for you?

Jingjing: ... Brother Wu En!