v3 Chapter 155： very fragrant

Zhongjing, the Mansion of the Earl of Wan'an.

One after another, snoring came from a bedroom, and all the servants who passed by this bedroom unknowingly relaxed their steps, for fear of disturbing the rest of the sleeping people inside.

Wang Bugui, Ye Dafu, Ji Zhong, and Chen Luo were lying on the floor in the bedroom. You put your head on my stomach, I put my feet in his mouth, and lay on the ground. The whole room smelled of sweat.

It's okay for Ji Zhong to sleep here, but Wang Bugui and Ye Dafu are still relying on them, and Chen Luo can only follow them.

This sleep is two days and two nights.

They are tired...

During the two days when they were sleeping, because of Wang Bo's return, the entire Daxuan set off a storm.

But at this moment, the Mansion of the Earl of Wan'an, located in the center of the waves, is unusually calm. If people above the Great Confucianism release the induction, they will be able to perceive that the entire Count Wan'an Mansion is shrouded in a brave and arrogant righteousness. Anyone who tries to test it will bear the sharp counterattack of the righteous master.

A counterattack from a Confucian in a positive mood.

...

In the courtyard outside the bedroom, Song Tuizhi sat in the small pavilion and poured himself a drink, recalling the enemy he faced, Song Tuizhi couldn't help but feel scared. After all, only the Confucian habitat can enter? It doesn't matter if the barbarians are strong in combat, then each of the Gu Sects has reached the level of Life Gu!

No, I have to prepare a few cross-level treasures for my junior brother.

It has to be the kind of treasure that can be cast without paying a lot of money.

After all, the rule of the bamboo forest is to enrich the junior brother!

Well, some of my own great Confucian treasures are not good, and my younger brother can't drive them at all.

Otherwise, take Wei Yan's great Confucian Wenbao, knock it down, and give it to the younger brother?

Anyway, he is a lot of age, and he hangs out with Yan Baichuan in Wenchang Pavilion every day. Why do you want a great scholar Wenbao!

Well, this is a great idea!

At this moment, Song Tuizhi raised his eyebrows, and opened a passage to the righteousness that enveloped the Earl's Mansion.

"These little guys slept soundly, the truth..." Yan Baichuan was just halfway through when he saw Song Tuiyi sitting in the pavilion in a self-considering manner, quite a few times Li Qinglian The charm, that clean and tidy Confucian robe is put on the body, the long hair is shawl, and it also emits a hint of rosin.

"Tuizhi, why are you dressed like this, you usually..." When Yan Baichuan said something normal, Song Tuizhi gave him a stern look. Yan Baichuan's mind changed, and he looked at a big tree in the courtyard. Sure enough, he saw Li Qingzhao leaning against the trunk of the big tree with a wine jar in his hand.

"It turns out that the King of the West is also there!" Yan Baichuan knew that, sitting opposite Song Tuizhi, he took the jug and poured himself a glass.

"Wenchang Pavilion is noisy now, the truth is here to hide."

Song Tuizhi nodded and asked, "How are things handled?"

Yan Baichuan heard the words, and a serious look appeared on his face, "Build the Hall of Qi Yun Yingling, invite Wang Bo to take over the master, and enshrine the heroic spirits of scholars who have died in the Crystal Demon Realm over the years, and come under the jurisdiction of my Wenchang Pavilion."

"Re-check all the files of the Gu guards back then, and make up for any omissions. This matter is the responsibility of the Prejudice Department of the Law Minister."

"The matter of the Gu Sect and the truth of Tieyan City will be spread to the world in the form of a newspaper, and it will be handed over to the main hall of the political minister."

Song Tuizhi poured himself a glass of wine, "Are you finally going to announce the existence of the Gu Clan?"

Yan Baichuan smiled bitterly and said, "I originally thought it was just a group of lingering people, living in the overseas archipelago and making a fortune. I never expected that they would covet luck, and the ambition of the wolf is evident."

"It's more to cooperate with the barbarians. It's bearable and unbearable."

"The court has already decided that it belongs to the Gu Sect and does not belong to the human race."

Song Tuiyi drank his glass of wine in one gulp, "I will write to the teacher about this matter."

Yan Baichuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Qingzhao, "Lay, how is your Zhenxuan Si's investigation on the other side's house?"

Li Qingzhao turned over and jumped down from the tree, carried the wine jar into the small pavilion, and put the wine jar on the table, "Fang Zhiru saw that the situation was not good, and directly burned Fang Xiujie's body without leaving a trace."

"Fang Zhiru is a semi-sage after all, and with just one-sided words, Zhenxuan Si can't make a move!"

Yan Baichuan looked at Song Tuizhi, and his tone was solemn, "Retreat, you must clarify this matter with Master Zhu. It seems that there is no plan from the Fang family. He should not be moved lightly, otherwise..."

Yan Baichuan didn't go on, but Song Tuizhi understood what Yan Baichuan meant, he nodded, "This matter is the matter of Junior Junior Brother, so he will naturally handle it."

"But if someone bullies the small, his seven brothers and sisters are not decorations."

"If they dare to calculate the semi-sage, don't I dare not in the bamboo forest?"

As soon as Song Tuizhi said this, Yan Baichuan suddenly remembered the woman who made Bansheng Zhang intend to lose thirteen games in a row in only half a day, and finally smashed the chessboard, shredded the chess scriptures, and swore that she would never play chess again in her life.

"Cut..." Li Qingzhao rolled his eyes at Song Tuizhi, "Calculating the half-sage consumes a lot of energy, if you let Xiaoliu make another kill, I'm afraid that Xiaoliu will die before the final step. Do you think that Why did Xiaoliu live in the bamboo forest for so many years? It’s okay to scare people, don’t really let Xiaoliu hear this. Otherwise, you don’t need your second sister to take action, and Zhu Sheng will kill you first!”

"Don't worry too much, the town king is staring at the Fang family. But..." Li Qingzhao sighed, "That kid named Ji Zhong, Confucianism is heartbroken!"

"Xiang Wan and I reported that Chen Luo didn't know about this, and Ji Zhong didn't plan to tell him!"

"You still think about how to deal with this?"

"I also understand Chen Luo's temper in the past few days. He doesn't care if he is wronged, but he is a person who can't see the suffering of the people around him. Just because someone bought a newspaper and knocked down his newsboy, he was directly banned from heaven. , do not allow that person to read his articles in the future."

"In my opinion, the worry is not that the Fang family will take action against Chen Luo, but how Chen Luo will deal with the Fang family after knowing this!"

Yan Baichuan nodded, agreeing, and added, "The court is discussing, and because of the merits of welcoming Wang Bo back, Chen Luo may be named a marquis!"

...

in the bedroom.

The light on Chen Luo's storage order flashed, and Xiao Qi jumped out of the storage order and stepped on Ye Dafu's face.

Ye Dafu grabbed Xiao Qi's fleshy little feet and was about to put them in his mouth. Xiao Qi kicked him subconsciously. Seeing that he was a fat grandfather who usually pampers him, he hurriedly ran to the side with an expression that had nothing to do with me. .

Ye Dafu didn't wake up, he turned over, just put on Wang Bugui's foot, frowned slightly, and turned back again.

Xiao Qi climbed onto the bed and looked at the four grandfathers sleeping on the ground, her eyebrows tangled together.

She stretched out her hand, and a phantom suddenly appeared on her hand. If Chen Luo was awake, he could see at a glance that this was the lush ancient tree that appeared behind him when he and Wang Bo merged.

It's just that in the shadow of this ancient tree, there is a seed the size of a tree branch, which is shining with light.

"It's so fragrant! I really want to eat it!" Xiao Qi pouted and looked at the seed. When the phantom of the ancient tree dissipated, this seed suddenly shot into the storage order, but no one noticed.

No, the strange big brother who was riding on a fish seemed to see it, and he smiled at himself.

"No, it's Grandpa's stuff. If I eat it, it won't be a good baby."

Xiao Qi was lying on the bed, holding her cheeks, looking at the seeds in front of her.

"Look at me again? Look at me again and I'll eat you!"

"Grandpa, when are you going to sleep, wake up quickly..."

...

"Quick, quick..." In the Beifeng Building, dozens of carefully selected storytellers are working hard to write. Since he got the record about the Crystal Demon Realm in the Di Bao, Nan Yuanxi immediately selected a group of literary talents. The lively storytellers gathered in Beifenglou.

According to the records in the Di Bao newspaper, they were going to adapt a storybook of "Wan An Bai Li's Journey into the Crystal Demon Realm, Prince An's Triumph in the Great Xuan Dynasty". They want to spread the danger of the Crystal Demon Realm this time, the tragedy of the Crystal Demon Realm two hundred years ago, and the existence of the Gu Sect through their mouths.

"Mr. Nan, what do you think of this?" A storyteller presented the manuscript he had just written. Nan Yuanxi quickly browsed it and shook his head slightly.

"No, it's too eager to show the characters and content, it lacks proper rendering and foreshadowing, and it's a little less appealing."

"Also, the rhythm is a little tight, and it's dazzling to read, but not impressive enough."

"Change it again!"

The gentleman nodded and took the manuscript back. After a while, another storyteller asked Nan Yuanxi to present his manuscript.

"Well, this one is rather well-organized, but it lacks the sense of foreshadowing. We need to add some details, and we need to add some details that make the masters in the audience have to **** their ears, and they are afraid of missing details!"

The gentleman nodded, took the manuscript and turned it back to continue to revise.

After a while, the third storyteller came up and handed over his manuscript. When Nan Yuanxi saw the other party, he was looking forward to it, because the other party once traveled 80,000 miles to study and was honored as Mr. 80,000. His writing was very good.

After just reading a few pages, Nan Yuanxi frowned, "Mr. 80,000, why is this the content of Wan Anbo's first battle? What about the back?"

The Mr. Bawan arched his head and looked apologetic, "It's not easy to write today, so I can only write so much in half a day. If Mr. Nan thinks it's okay, I will continue to write."

Nan Yuanxi looked at the last sentence of the manuscript and sighed, "Sir, next time, please don't break the manuscript in the most important place, otherwise I will wait for my life to wake up under the wood!"

Mr. Bawan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I will change, I will change, I will try my best!"

...

Wan'anbo House, the sun rises three poles.

Chen Luo yawned, feeling something pressing on his body, and finally opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of big cute eyes staring at me, "Grandpa, you are awake!"

"Lying..." Chen Luo realized that it was Xiao Qi, and quickly swallowed the words.

Chen Luo sat up, Xiao Qi slid into Chen Luo's arms and used his head, "Grandpa likes Xiao Qi the most, right?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong. Holding Xiao Qi's back collar, he lifted her up, "What are you doing?"

"Something hit me just now, and I ate it together." Xiao Qi squeezed his fist, and seemed to be greatly wronged.

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, "I beat you? I ate it? What did you do?"

Xiao Qi pouted, "It was the fragrant tree from before. He... flew a seed into the storage order It was the one who started it first!"

"I accidentally ate it."

Chen Luo reacted, "A fragrant tree? An ancient tree of Cangyun?"

"Didn't the ancient tree wither after the birth of Yun Ling? Are there still seeds?"

Tears flashed in Xiao Qi's eyes and nodded, "Xiao Qi didn't eat it on purpose. It... seduces me! It... It smells so good!"

Chen Luo immediately reacted in his mind, Xiaoqi, like the ancient tree of Cangyun, are both plants and trees that turn into demons, so there will be this feeling.

But Chen Luo had asked Chen Luo if he could transplant a new ancient Cangyun tree. Wang Bo's message to himself was that there would be no second Cangyun tree between heaven and earth.

How can there be seeds?

Chen Luo looked at Xiao Qi nervously, "Xiao Qi, are you alright?"

Xiao Qi shook his head and stretched out his small palm tremblingly, "After eating, I have this extra thing."

I saw the power of luck in Xiao Qi's hand condensed, and after a while, it turned into a small purple gourd!

A trace of luck emerged from the small gourd!

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