Chapter 587

With Chen xinglie's assurance, Xiang Wenqing and others left with satisfaction.

Before leaving, Xiang Wenqing or pull down his face and ask Chen xinglie for a pair of poems and calligraphy about seeking daoshan.

Chen xinglie is naturally not stingy about this. After finishing his writing, Chen xinglie throws his big hand to Xiang Wenqing, which is quite like a calligraphy master.

Xiang Wenqing did not express any dissatisfaction with this. In his opinion, it is normal for a literary giant to have a little airs.

At least this Chen Gong Feng only has a little emotion when he writes calligraphy, and he is very rational and harmonious at other times.

Xiang Wenqing was very satisfied with this new sacrifice, who was able to serve as a tribute to the cultural and educational undertakings of the descendants of the Daoists.

Seeing all the elders leave, Shen Qiuyu and Xue Gang, who have been standing on one side, step forward and stand in front of Chen xinglie.

Chen xinglie turned his head and looked at them. He saw that both of them had the expression of adoration on their faces, just like the idols in their hearts.

In particular, Shen Qiuyu, a pair of bright eyes, even with a silk of shining crystal, let Chen xinglie can not help feeling a little bit dazzling.

Waiting for Chen xinglie to open his mouth, Shen Qiuyu first said, "elder brother Chen, can I still call you so in the future?"

It is difficult to hide the tone of loss and hesitation.

Chen xinglie nodded with a smile: "we discuss each other, and offering is just a nominal name. You and I have known each other for a long time. Naturally, you don't have to remember the name of the sacrifice. What should we call it or how to call it?"

"Really? That would be great! "

"Elder brother Chen, can you help me write a pair of characters?"

Shen Qiuyu said in surprise, saying that she still took a little shy behind her.

One side of Xue Gang looked at the heart of a smile, his younger sister has no help, it seems that has been completely occupied.

But now take a closer look, this Chen xinglie Chen Daoyou looks like a good leather bag. If the appearance can be used as a weapon, then how can this Chen Daoyou's appearance also be a weapon of artifact level.

He is not only beautiful, but also proficient in poetry, song and Fu, but also good at calligraphy. Now he has become a sacrifice of his own Taoist sect.

This man, who seems to be no more than his own age, can be called the "favored son of heaven"?

Hearing Shen Qiuyu's words, Chen xinglie asked with a smile, "what should I write?"

A smiling question from Chen xinglie interrupted Xue gang.

Looking at Chen xinglie again, he has some envy in his eyes, but he has no envy coexisting with envy.

Chen xinglie is a land immortal realm. He has a sharp natural eye. He clearly sees the envy of Xue Gang's eyes. He laughs in his heart. He doesn't say anything, or even something strange.

Shen Qiuyu's face was a little red. His hands were put together. His two thumbs kept crisscrossing and circling. After a long time, he said, "write Write that

"Which one to write?"

Chen xinglie's tone is a bit of a smile.

He is not stupid. Naturally, he knows what the girl wants to help her write, which can be regarded as knowingly asking.

Shen Qiuyu seemed to notice the smile in the elder brother Chen's tone, and his face became more red.

He was silent for a while and then said, "write the two poems that elder brother Chen said to me before!"

Then he lowered his head and no longer opened his mouth, but the slight red on his neck indicated that the girl was very shy at this time.

Xue Gang looked at the side of the brow is big frown, he seems to smell a trace of acid.

If Chen xinglie's previous life was present, he would be told that this is the sour smell of love!

"Ha ha!"

Chen xinglie let out a kind laugh.

Start to hold the pen, dip the ink, and write.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.

Ten words quickly appear on the white paper in front of you.

After a while, when the ink dried up, Chen xinglie picked up the white paper and nodded with satisfaction.

Calligraphy, what is calligraphy.

Every time I write, I have different feelings about what I wrote.

If the feelings expressed by each stroke are the same, the calligrapher can hardly be called a master of calligraphy.

It is different from the former Wu Wen and elder Wu's solemn and dignified law, as well as the majestic nature of xudaoshan.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.

These ten words only represent Chen xinglie's own exclamation of Shen Qiuyu's poetic name.

Of course, this short ten words in Shen Qiuyu's 20-year-old girl's eyes, is no less than a lover's love words and love letters.

"Autumn rain, here you are."

Chen xinglie's voice interrupted Shen Qiuyu's thoughts and pulled her mind back to reality.

Shen Qiuyu was shocked when he took over the white paper with ten big black characters handed over by Chen xinglie.

He opened the white paper and carefully observed the ten big characters on it.Just with the eyes, it seems that you can feel the meaning of this big brother Chen to himself in these ten characters.

Between brother and sister, there is some transcendence.

Shen Qiuyu couldn't figure out what the elder brother Chen meant.

Is it fun for you or not?

Although I really want to know the answer, but out of a girl's shy mind, Shen Qiuyu still failed to ask the question in his heart.

The so-called in the game, onlookers see clearly, on the side of Xue Gang is to see some meaning.

Chen xinglie and Chen Gong were obviously worried about something in his heart, so he took the stage of placing his younger martial sister.

Although Xue Gang didn't fall in love, he could still understand some of his simple conduct.

Xue Gang took a look at the dark sky outside the hall, and heard that the patriarch had told him to inform all the descendants of the clan before he left. All of them would go to the school hall tomorrow.

The so-called learning hall is a place where the elders of the clan worship and even the patriarch occasionally comes to preach and Practice for the descendants of the clan.

Now this place has become the place where Chen xinglie taught them culture and education.

Reading about this, Xue Gang suddenly said: "Chen Daoyou, younger martial sister, I'm leaving first. I'm going to finish what the Lord told me. You can talk slowly."

Xue Gang finished and did not wait for the two people to have any reaction, quickly turned around to walk outside the hall.

The sour smell in the hall made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ah? Oh Shen Qiuyu a Leng, the heart inexplicably more nervous.

Chen xinglie knows that he and Shen Qiuyu, a girl who likes himself a little, will be very embarrassed.

"In this case, let's go. I have to go to the residence arranged by the Lord just now."

"Brother Chen, I'll go with you. I'll take you there. The first time you come to seek daozong, you don't know the way!"

Shen Qiuyu hears speech to say suddenly.

Her face is slightly red, in the hall window to shine in a trace of sunset afterglow, more delicate a bit.

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