Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1611: Eastern Forty-two Classics

To explain this kind of thing, it is often to see what other people need and prescribe the right medicine to really play a role.

You can give what the other party wants.

Instead of what you have.

Of course Li and his son understand this simple truth.

But the biggest problem is that they don't know what Lin Beichen wants.

Li Guangyu took a deep breath and said, "I apologize for my brother's ignorance before..."

The words are bitter.

When his younger brother died, he had to humbly apologize instead.

The younger brother just wants to break Qin Lianshen's limbs, drive him out of the mole galaxy, and cut off his path of doctoral cultivation...

Chen Beilin killed him.

Hateful.

"If an apology is useful..."

Lin Beichen ordered another Huazi and said, "Why should I kill your brother?"

Li Guangyu felt as if he heard the sound of blood splattering from a knife in his heart, and choked all of a sudden.

Vice-principal Li Ziyi stepped forward, took out an alchemy kit, and said in a haughty tone: "There is fifty thousand gold in it, take it."

Hiss hiss.

There is a sound of sucking cold skin all around.

My God, fifty thousand prehistoric gold.

This time, the Li family was really bleeding.

This is a huge fortune.

Some people looked at the lavender alchemy kit, their eyes shone with hot light.

Lin Beichen was taken aback, and then laughed.

Li and his son also laughed.

After all, he is a barbarian from outside.

But at this time, Lin Beichen said: "You are humiliating me."

Li Ziyi was startled.

Lin Beichen glanced at Wang Fengliu.

"Fifty thousand prehistoric gold?" The treacherous minister understood instantly, and let out a sneer, as if he had heard some of the funniest jokes, and said, "Are you sending a beggar? How dare you take this little money? I see you guys." I just don’t want to be okay.”

Li Ziyi's expression darkened, and he said, "Young man, don't be greedy."

The voice did not fall.

Zi la.

Poof.

The voice of blue phantom electricity sounded solidly again.

Li Ziyi's right hand holding the purple kit, together with his entire right arm, exploded into a cloud of blood mist and disappeared completely.

"I said, don't waste your lips and speak those stupid dialogues, polluting my ears."

Lin Beichen spit out a smoke ring, and said lightly: "Speak nonsense again, and the next sword qi will hit your son's head."

Use the most indifferent tone and speak the most vicious words.

Li Ziyi's face was distorted by the severe pain, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead slowly. There are many, many differences, and it is already a lot of perseverance and courage to be able to hold back and not cry out in pain.

He even stopped his son, who was about to go into a rage for a moment.

"The rejuvenation of the wonderful hand... The flesh and blood are regenerated, intact."

On one side, Li Guangyu spit out three 'Secret Techniques of Proverbs' in succession to heal his father's severed arm.

He hated and was angry, and for the first time in his life, he really felt that he was not as genius and peerless as everyone praised in the past. He was not the protagonist of this world, and there were peers in this world who could crush him On his head, let his original bright light be eclipsed.

It turns out that there are times when I am powerless.

"What are you thinking? What are you thinking?"

At this time, the treacherous minister Wang Fengliu said without losing the opportunity: "My young master's daily pocket money is one million, and if you take 50,000 yuan, it is not enough for my young master's daily expenses. It's not humiliation, what is it?"

The melon-eating crowd cooperated with each other and made another sound of sucking cold noodle.

One million?

What a terrifying fortune that is.

Isn't it bragging?

What is the origin of this Chen Beilin? Could it be that he came from a powerful family in the central imperial court area?

"I don't know... what do you want to explain, Young Master Chen?"

Li Ziyi endured the pain, restrained the students of Donglin Academy, and finally learned the skills of negotiation.

The first element is of course being sincere and polite.

Lin Beichen raised his **** and rubbed the center of his brows, and said: "I heard that Donglin Academy has a set of books called "Eastern Forty-two Great Classics". If you lend me to read it for three days, the matter will be considered closed." .”

"What?"

"It's impossible."

"The wolf's ambition is obvious."

"You are dreaming."

The scholars of Donglin Academy suddenly became extremely excited, filled with righteous indignation, and shouted loudly.

"Eastern Forty-two Great Essays" is the supreme classic of Donglin Academy. It's really too much, dare to say such an excessive request, how can I make them not angry?

For these ordinary young scholars, Lin Beichen did not intend to kill them.

He just stood there quietly, smoking Huazi leisurely, puffing out smoke rings with interest, exhaling an S shape for a while, and a B shape for a while, looking at Li with a half-smile The father and son did not urge them, but their eyes became more and more impatient.

It's like counting down silently in my heart.

And what happens when the countdown ends?

The heartbeats of Li's father and son suddenly accelerated, accelerated, and accelerated again.

"One day."

Vice President Li Ziyi suddenly spoke.

"At this time, you still dare to bargain with me."

Lin Beichen smiled and said, "Okay."

Li Ziyi's tense muscles instantly relaxed.

And then there was some sense of loss.

Did I promise too soon?

Can it be shortened to half a day?

Is my behavior just now too cowardly?

But none of this helps.

Under the shocked eyes of his son and other students, Li Ziyi summoned an ancient black book, and slowly brought it to Lin Beichen in the air, saying: "This is the text of the "Eastern Twenty-Four Classics" A copy, and its content is exactly the same as the original."

Lin Beichen looked at him, but didn't answer immediately.

Li Ziyi gritted his teeth and said: "If you are not a student of my Donglin Academy, it is impossible to read the original copy. If you are not satisfied, then kill us all."

Lin Beichen smiled, raised his hand to press the black metal ancient book, and said: "Forget it, the copy is the copy, who will make me easy to talk... okay, tell me I got it, you guys go away , don’t stay here to block your eyes.”

Li Zi's father and son immediately turned and left.

Did not even dare to say a harsh word.

Dozens of students from Donglin Academy also left in a hurry like the tide was ebbing.

Seeing the curtain falling, the others immediately walked out of the courtyard.

"Hey? Isn't this Buqiu's book friend?"

Lin Beichen beckoned and said, "Book friends stay here."

"Ah... this..."

Bu Qiuren felt his liver tremble, turned around tremblingly, with a bitter expression on his face, and said: "Chen Shuyou, I..."

He was scared to death.

Chen Beilin, don't **** yourself.

Lin Beichen said with a smile: "We are destined to meet each other. How about you, Bu Shuyou, to show your face and let me do my best as a landlord?"

Bu Qiuren was stunned for a moment, with ecstasy on his face, and he hesitated immediately.

Gritting his teeth for the last time, he said, "It's better to obey than to be respectful."

It's fate to meet each other, and it's okay to stay.

Being stopped by Chen Beilin in public must be disliked by Donglin Academy. The explanation must be unclear. On Chen Beilin's side.

The so-called two thick thighs, choose the stronger one and hug it.

"Huh? Isn't this Qiao Shuyou? Why don't you stay and have a cup of tea?"

Lin Beichen continued to say hello.

Qiao Biyi was taken aback, then nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said excitedly: "I'm just thirsty."

Seeing this, several other Shushan scholar students wailed silently in their hearts on the spot: It's over, Senior Sister Qiao is so obsessed.

A few people looked at Shushan's chief student and Qiao Biyi's sister, Qiao Heyou, as if asking for help.

The latter turned around and left as if he hadn't seen anything.

Lin Beichen's gaze also noticed Qiao Yinghuo.

"That's my sister."

Qiao Biyi said proudly.

Obviously very proud to have such a sister.

"Honey?"

Lin Beichen asked.

"Honey."

Qiao Biyi nodded affirmatively.

Lin Beichen sweated silently.

Good guy, no matter how you say it, Qiao Biyi is a beautiful woman with all kinds of charms, such as flowers, jade bones and ice muscles. Why is her own sister, who is a big fat man who looks at least over 300 catties, and walks like a girl? The moving meat ball and the specially made loose scholar's robe were almost bursting.

They were both born to the same mother, so is there such a big difference?

"Hee hee, my sister is not bad."

Qiao Biyi approached, as if biting her ear, and said, "Let me tell you, she is much prettier than me. If you are interested, I can introduce her to you. When the time comes, we sisters will be together...how?" Like?"

Damn it, you should say the content after the ellipsis.

Am I someone short of that little money?

Lin Beichen stared: "Not right."

Qiao Biyi covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

Lin Beichen waved again: "Jiangnan book friends, Jiangnan tide book friends, please stay."

"Don't call me, I don't know you, we don't know each other..."

Jiangnan immediately looked like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on. With a sound of searching the ground, he jumped out from the gate of the courtyard, squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

"Oh, I want to remind him that his pants are wet."

Lin Beichen shook his head regretfully.

At this time, he looked at the other people standing at the gate.

The chief students of the major academies looked complicated, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

They have witnessed the peerless brilliance of a person of the same age—although this person of the same age is not a doctor and has some brain problems, but he has really reached a height beyond their reach. Not to mention them, even their teachers may not be able to do it.

Especially Murong Tianjue, chief of Taiping Academy.

This tall and beautiful female scholar is still in shock at this moment.

Being very conceited, she thought that Chen Beilin was a newcomer and didn't know the benefits, so she dared to kill Li Guangxu. Now it seems...

Is the clown actually me?

"Murong Shuyou, stay here for a while?"

Lin Beichen waved his hands with a smile, completely forgetting the viciousness of asking people to get out or die three hours ago.

"No, goodbye."

Murong Tianjue turned and left with the students of Taiping Academy.

Soon, all the people in the courtyard left.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for speaking up and helping me out of my troubles."

Lin Beichen turned around and saluted [Bitter Boat] Fang Zhili respectfully.

"The old man can't do anything, you have to settle the matter by yourself in the end." Fang Zhili was full of emotions, looking at Lin Beichen with kindness in his eyes, just like a senior looking at a promising younger nephew, He said again: "However, you have robbed Donglin Academy's "Eastern Forty-two Great Classics" today, which is tantamount to completely tearing your face away from this line..."

"Look at what you said."

Qiao Biyi interjected, and said, "Chen Shuyou killed Li Guangxu, broke Li Ziyi's arm, and humiliated Li Guangyu. One by one, which one is not the common anger of heaven and man, which one is not torn with Donglin Academy Broken face?"

"That's different."

Fang Zhili shook his head: "There was still room for redemption before. The one who offended was only Li's lineage. There are other branches of Donglin Academy, but now forcibly taking the "East Forty-two Great Classics" is tantamount to a complete peace. The entire Donglin Academy has been torn apart, when the time comes..."

Qiao Biyi became even more excited, and interjected again, saying: "That's better, let Chen Shuyou directly kill them when the time comes, I have long thought that the guys from Donglin Academy are not pleasing to the eye, everyone's eyes are higher than the top, and the party is the same. , go online at every turn, and punish people with different opinions and academic schools to death. Many small colleges, small bookstores, and small schools are replaced and exterminated because they don’t teach their scriptures. This group of Donglin People have messed up the entire Lacrimal Mole galaxy, and it is time to rectify it."

Fang Zhili, Lin Beichen and Buqiu looked at this chick together.

Dare to say it.

Your grandma is really a fun watcher.

"Old Fang, stay for a cup of tea?"

Lin Beichen issued an invitation.

Fang Zhili shook his head and said, "No, I have to hurry up and find a way to deal with the aftermath for you."

After speaking, he turned and left.

"What a respectable and respectable old man."

Lin Beichen exclaimed.

"Yeah."

Wang Fengliu nodded in agreement.

Crack.

Lin Beichen slapped Wang Fengliu on the back of the head and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Go and fix the courtyard gate."

"Huh? Oh, let's go."

Wang Fengliu hurriedly said.

Lin Beichen looked at Bu Qiuren again, and said, "Friend Bu Qiu, don't you want to help?"

"Huh?"

Bu Qiuren pointed to himself and said, "Me? Help repair the door?"

Lin Beichen nodded seriously.

There is a strange atmosphere in the air.

Wang Fengliu tugged at Buqiuren's sleeve.

Bu Qiuren seemed to understand something, and immediately said: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, the thing I am best at in my life is actually not studying, I just cultivate the door..." Then he followed Wang Fengliu to do coolies.

Lin Beichen turned around and smiled at Qiao Biyi, and said, "Let's go, let's drink tea."

Qiao Biyi blinked, looked at the two men who were sent away, then at Lin Beichen, and said, "Is your tea serious?"

Lin Beichen also blinked and said, "Guess?"

"Serious?"

"You guess again?"

"Oh? Then I have to take a sip."

The two talked and laughed and walked towards the inner courtyard.

Bu Qiuren looked at the backs of the two and shed tears in aggrieved manner.

Why?

Why is this world so hostile to male scholars? Can it be better? When will male scholars stand up?

The courtyard.

As soon as Lin Beichen and the two came in, they saw Chief Priest Qin and Yue Hongxiang sitting in the hall, talking and laughing, discussing something. Beichen... Qiao Biyi beside her.

The six eyes are facing each other.

The air suddenly became quiet.