Chapter 75： Moonlight Myth

Song Tui scolded him, his whole body was like a volcano about to erupt, and the surrounding air was mixed with awe and righteousness, and suddenly thickened. The square-inch pavilion has turned into a dangerous place in the world.

"Hahahaha, Song Daru, don't be nervous, it's me, it's me!" A hearty laughter came from the night, and then a figure in white appeared. The visitor looks to be in his forties, handsome and handsome, with a smile on his face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

With a shake of the visitor's hand, a fine wine appeared, and with a shake of the other hand, there was an extra exquisite wine glass in his hand. He stepped lightly, and appeared in front of Song Tuizhi in a blink of an eye.

"The day before yesterday, I heard that Wan Anbo was admitted by the Bamboo Sage. I didn't expect to see Song Daru, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest today, Liu Mou is polite..."

Song Tuizhi looked at the familiar man in white, frowning slightly: "Liu Jingzhuang, the sage of the word?"

Liu Jingzhuang hurriedly waved his hand to refuse: "Don't say anything about the word sage, Liu is just a fluke to get promoted to the Great Confucianism, or the name of the Qinglou Great Confucian sounded more pleasant!"

With that said, Liu Jingzhuang raised his hand and filled Song Tuizhi with his wine.

Song Tuizhi raised his glass and sniffed the wine in it: Well, good wine!

Song Tuizhi relaxed and asked, "Why did Brother Liu hide in the middle of the night and approach my junior brother's residence?"

Liu Jingzhuang sighed softly: "I'm ashamed to say it. Someone Liu has too many romantic debts, so he's used to using this concealment technique of 'passing through a hundred flowers without a leaf sticking to his body', not intentionally concealing it..."

"As for getting close to Wan'anbo's residence..." Liu Jingzhuang couldn't help but blushed slightly, "Can you not hold me accountable!"

Song Tuizhi's face became colder, and he put down the wine glass: "My teacher asked me to take care of Junior Brother Gu, and Song must ask clearly."

Liu Jingzhuang blushed slightly, drank a full glass of wine, and sighed; "Liu made a blunder after drinking, and said that he could get the follow-up manuscript of "Swordsman", but he didn't expect it to be taken as the truth, this is..."

Song Tuizhi glanced at Liu Jingzhuang, and after a while, he asked, "The capitals of the eight academies in Zhongjing did not ask my junior brother to speak, and gave the second manuscript. How does Mr. Liu plan to break the game from my junior junior brother?"

Speaking of this, Liu Jingzhuang raised his chest and raised his head in high spirits: "If he is willing to give me the second manuscript, I will help him to level the seventy-two brothels in the Central Capital! This is what Liu Jingzhuang said!"

The words are so powerful, they are loud and clear!

Song Tuizhi was shocked, and Haoran burst out: "Mr. Liu, please stay away from my junior brother in the future!"

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Sanxi Village.

Chen Luo was lying in the bedroom, looking at the moon outside the window.

Just now I have experimented with the ability to nourish the Qi realm too many times, and now I am so tired that some of my arms can't lift.

For some reason, living in this manor outside the city, listening to the gurgling sound of the stream, Chen Luo suddenly felt calm.

He felt that he should miss someone.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. isn't it?

The grandmother of the previous life?

Or the Chinese teacher from Peking University that you had a crush on when you were teaching volunteering?

Thinking of this, Chen Luo couldn't help laughing. It turned out that he still didn't integrate into this world.

After all, from the moment he opened his eyes in the coffin, Chen Luo has been looking at the world as an outsider.

Whether killing the tiger demon or escaping from Lian Ai's hands, including what happened to Fuyunfang, and then publishing new newspapers in the capital, one by one, he felt that he should do it, so he did it. . It was as if I received a list of tasks, and I just completed them mechanically one by one.

There is a subconsciousness telling him that he doesn't belong here.

In the novel, wouldn't every traveler naturally accept his new identity and feel like a duck to water?

Last time I was in the Soul Shaking Tower, my soul and body reached a perfect fit.

But what about your own heart?

Chen Luo's thoughts suddenly began to diverge, and he began to think about things uncontrollably.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies. Is Zhuang Sheng Zhuang Sheng or a butterfly?

When his soul penetrated into this world, did he replace Chen Luo from this world, or did Chen Luo from this world awaken the memory of his previous life?

Or maybe everything I'm experiencing now is a dream.

There is no way to find the answer.

The Hualin books in my mind all exist, but why did they choose themselves?

A ship can sail in the sea, but it will not go with the current, because it has an anchor.

A kite soars in the sky, but it does not drift with the wind because it has a line.

In order to manifest his existence, there is always something involved in life.

Then in this world, what is his involvement?

By the way, he inherited the Tao of a sage. The sage shouted that everyone was like a dragon in the time and space of the past.

By the way, he opened up the fourth road to the sky in this world. Although it was only three thousand miles away, he knew that he could go on.

By the way, he seems to have a master who is a semi-sage. I am currently enjoying a smooth sailing, and no matter how I think about it, I know that it is because of that person's protection.

By the way, there was a genius guard outside his door who claimed that he would never lose him again.

Finally, a pretty face appeared in his mind.

Chen Xuan!

Actually, you have already had a lot of connections with this world, haven't you?

It's time to reintegrate into this world.

Chen Luo's heart suddenly became clear, and a burst of sleepiness struck, Chen Luo closed his eyes slightly...

……

"Master, Master!" Xiao Ji's voice sounded in Chen Luo's ear.

Chen Luo opened his eyes, he didn't even enter the dreamland flower forest, why was he called out?

No, why is it bright outside?

No, why are there so many people standing in my room?

Chen Luo glanced at him, Wei Yan was looking at him with a sad face, and the two heads of Zheliu Academy and Red Sleeve Academy were also concerned, and so on, the man with a dark face standing behind Wei Yan who is it?

"Master, you finally woke up!" Ji Zhong wiped his nose and tears and hugged Chen Luo tightly, "I thought you couldn't wake up..."

"Why? Didn't I just sleep? What happened?"

"Little Shishu, you've been sleeping for six days!" Wei Yan stepped forward and said, "My teacher said that you are cognitively impaired. If you don't wake up again, you will be enchanted."

"Six days? I feel like I'm yawning..." Chen Luo looked at everyone in disbelief, but the convulsions in his stomach convinced him.

"Cognitive impairment is like this, for a moment in oneself, and for a thousand years outside. Often only the great Confucian will have the possibility of falling into cognitive impairment. The younger brother has six days of cognitive impairment. If he doesn't wake up, I will write a letter to ask the teacher to come out of the bamboo forest. ."

The unfamiliar black-faced middle-aged man took a step forward, and while talking, he placed his hand on Chen Luo's forehead. After a moment of probing, he nodded: "The soul is fine!"

"You are..." Chen Luo asked.

Wei Yan hurriedly came up and said, "Little Shishu, this is my teacher, the fourth one of the Seven Sages in the Bamboo Forest, a great Confucian in a righteous mood, and your fourth senior brother, Song Tuizhi..."

Chen Luo was startled, and hurriedly got up to salute, but Song Tuizhi held him down: "You're not busy, you can rest. By the way..."

Song Tuizhi took out a box from his arms and put it in Chen Luo's hands.

"I know you're looking for Mangu Pills. Your senior brother went around Manyuan and picked up ten! If you think it's not enough, the senior brother said that if he goes shopping again, maybe he can still pick it up!"

The faces of the people in the room froze!

You said it's okay to pick up the raw materials, but you still pick up the finished product that has been successfully refined?

No, it's impossible to pick up raw materials!

Who are you fooling?

Your eldest brother is known as the Great Confucian of Blood Slaughter!

Chen Luo's heart warmed, and he understood that this was courtesy and affection, but it was not grace, so he nodded: "Thank you Fourth Senior Brother, please thank Senior Senior Brother on my behalf!"

Afterwards, Chen Luo looked at the two presidents again; "Two, who are you?"

Kong Tianfang glanced at Song Tuizhi and sneered: "That... Wan Anbo, you slept for six days. Tomorrow, it's time for an update..."

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