Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 145: The man in the book

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The little girl who paints stares at Qin Yi, and Qin Yi stares at the woman in yellow.

What and what...

What is the history of Nanli? That kind of stuff is usually compiled by later generations. Where can the history of Nanli come from? Could it be two months in the Dongfu, a hundred years in the world?

No, when I left the cave, I went to beat the cold gate. The villagers said that they hadn't seen my benefactor for more than two months, and the time was fine.

Oh right, daily note, after all, my relationship is all related to the king, princess, and regent. Maybe there are a few notes? Are there some records from the time?

But you saw it? Where did you peep?

Furthermore, you have read the book and recorded me in the book, so you recognize me?

God, you...

Oh yes, this is indeed a cultivator, it is a god.

Qin Yi knocked on his head, confused.

Trying to sense the other party's cultivation, but found that Hao Ru Yuanhai, unexpectedly, seems to be far more unpredictable than Minghe and Cheng Cheng at the peak of Ningdan Peak in the Cloud Realm.

"Hui...Huiyang boss?"

This seemingly sleepy-eyed woman is a big Huiyang, and I don’t know how many levels of Huiyang... If you don’t count the senior corpse, this is probably the most I have ever seen since I stepped into practice. The strong one.

But she looked like she was in her twenties at most, with a confused face and dizzy eyes, and she squinted at Qin Yi, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Is this just waking up or a bit myopia? Are there any short-sighted cultivators? Are you kidding me...

Clearly strong practice, but did not bring any pressure to Qin Yi, on the contrary, he immediately made up for the scene of intellectual tutor.avi. What is going on...

The woman seemed to see Qin Yi's appearance clearly, and she stood up contentedly, and chanted quietly, "The master of Qin Yi, the alchemist of the mountains. At first, the King Wulie was a prince and was married to Princess Zhaoyang. Going to Xianshan, Gu Yu Caolu, is walking with him. Not a day to seek to punish Donghua, Wu Lie Baishou, Yi Nai went to the Rift Valley alone to be Wang Yanshou. When he returned, the jade was burned, and Yi saved the orphan from the sea of ​​fire. Zhaoyang Eliminating the Western Famine is very powerful. The universe is established, and Yi is not subject to merit, and travels far away. Wang Shen respects Zhi. He is the position of the virtual country. He will always wait for Yi to return. ——This is "The History of Nanli People", Dagan The emperor consulted his messenger, and the messenger compiled his information after he returned home."

Qin Yi listened silently, sighing in surprise.

It's plausible if it was the messenger who compiled the character history. This record can be regarded as an objective explanation, and there are some errors and omissions in the details, such as missing the relationship scene between himself and Li Qingjun? This content sounds like Li Qingjun told the messenger himself, so I am probably not embarrassed to talk about emotional drama.

But then again, you have read this kind of side book, it is really amazing.

Listening to others talking about his "history", he actually became a "man in a book". This kind of experience is really indescribable. Qin Yi sighed, really wondering what he was feeling at this time.

He was silent for a moment, and his words became: "Sure enough, a few pens can actually write a hundred chapters."

The woman's eyes lit up: "One hundred chapters, do you write it? I'll read it if you write it."

Qin Yi: "I can't write."

The woman sighed. It seemed that she realized that her disheveled clothes were unsightly, her face was reddish, and she tidyed up her clothes.

The lazy and confused appearance is gone, and it has become intellectually elegant, like the kind of young ladies who have been nurtured by painting and calligraphy since childhood, but they are living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, with both the scroll atmosphere and the detachment of living in Yunxiu. Very beautiful.

Qin Yi stared blankly.

This is also a kind of fairy beauty. It is a little different from the distance of Minghe. Although it is also a little vague, it is more friendly.

The woman actually performed a scholar's gift: "The people outside the mountain have seen the person in the book."

Qin Yi shook his head and said: "Since I stand here, I am not the person in the book."

The woman blinked and smiled slightly: "How many times have come like a spring dream, and there will be nowhere to look for a cloud. There will be a fantasy in front of me, or it may not be as true as the word in the book."

Speaking, turned around and stretched out, then slapped his mouth and yawned and went back: "Since I see the person in the book, I am full of excitement today, it is better to go to sleep. Tea, serve me guests."

So what you mean by talking about it for a long time is actually seeing the light dead, right?

Qin Yi half-opened his mouth and watched her back into the house, and couldn't remember how many times he stayed today. You tidy up your clothes and bow your face, not to say a few words to the guests, but to leave you and go to sleep?

Everyone here is really abnormal...

"Well, this brother..."

Qin Yi looked down. The little girl named Qingcha was still sitting on the ground and looking up at him. Her big eyes were as pure as the dew on the camellia beside her.

"This elder brother, are you here to apprehend a teacher, visit a friend, or beg for relatives?"

"Uh? Please kiss?"

"Master said, I didn’t directly express my intentions when I came here. Most of the people who didn’t leave because I had an attempt to me..." Qingcha looked at him pitifully: "Don’t have an attempt to me, I am so young."

Qin Yi has a black line in his forehead: "If I don't say what I want here, I don't want to leave. Most of it is an attempt against your master. What is the attempt against your girl who has no hair?"

Before I finished my words, I saw Qingcha crawling and running away: "Master, this man says he has an attempt against you."

Qin Yi: "?"

The lazy voice of a woman came from inside the house: "I have drawing skills, but I don’t learn to paint. I can read a lot, but I don’t read. The cocoon in my hand is not a pen and ink, but a weapon. The Tao is there and everyone can see it. , And there are few people who know it. No matter you ask for a teacher or a relationship, please come back."

Qin Yi finally understood why she died after seeing the person in the book.

I don't have the vague national teacher she imagined, but a layman instead.

Qingcha is knocking on the door: "Master, don't pretend, it's rare that someone wants you. I don't think you can only look at calligraphy and painting like a idiot, and you don't say that you sleep like a pig every day..."

A soft breath came from somewhere, **** the tea, and then rested heavily on the ground, sitting on a split.

The tea is so painful that my eyes are streaming with tears.

Qin Yi laughed dumbly and suddenly thought it was fun here.

This Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, with two hills, is almost a double world. I really don't know how much fun this so-called "all things in the world" is.

But Qin Yi also had a sense of "exhaustion". Observing Wandao seemed to be of little interest, and it would not help his piano heart breakthrough. I am afraid that it would be the same to look elsewhere.

But tassels look at these from different perspectives, and you have to look at tassels’ opinions. He secretly asked Tassel: "Do you want to see other things?"

Tassel said: "Today is full of excitement. The sky will be late, and we will see tomorrow. But we are so shallow, like walking around the flowers, and the gains are too shallow. I suggest staying here tonight and talking to this woman. Talking, maybe you can get something-a painter and calligrapher in the Huiyang realm. Tsk, it’s really amazing."

Qin Yi squatted down and asked Qingcha: "Little sister, are you staying here?"

Qingcha looked at him like a pervert: "Go down the mountain, Shigui's right arm, the town Qunfangyuan is suitable for you. Then look at me with such a wretched look, be careful I hit you."

"I am so wretched? This is obviously kind."

Qingcha doubted: "Really?"

"Really!"

"Oh." The little girl scratched her head: "Do you really want to be my teacher?"

"Can the little girl's family catch the point? All I want is to stay overnight, do you understand it?"

"Come with me." Qing Cha pulled his sleeves toward the guesthouse, and whispered: "I tell you, Master loves reading, calligraphy, and painting. As long as you can move her with something, Maybe you can be my teacher."

"I just borrowed..."

"I've heard a lot of these excuses. In the end, they were all beaten up by the master and left behind. This kind of old-fashioned routine can't fool the smart tea."