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The sky was strangely deep, with grey clouds twisting and tumbling, pressing down heavily, as if it was above the head of a person, and could be touched with your hands.

There are vast and dense reeds taller than people, and they are boundless; on tiptoe, you can see a white line appearing in the distance of the reed area, with a faint sound of waves, which is water, and a vast and magnificent lake.

The lake is as big as the sea...

Where is this?

Why am I here?

He walked with doubts, but there were too many reeds like jungle, too dense, and it seemed that they would never end. When people were in it, they were like headless flies, and they didn't know which direction to go.

"Yeah..."

Suddenly I heard crying sounds, crisp and crisp.

Following the crying sound, she saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl standing beside a bush of reeds in front of her, wearing a white dress, spotless. Standing there, there was a kind of ethereal beauty. Strangely, her face was a little blurry, and she was always invisible like seeing flowers in the fog.

"Little sister, why are you crying here?"

The girl bowed to him: "I am a little girl from Dongting Longjun, my mother is a humble mother, and her father is not happy, so she died in depression; I am left with the misfortune of my sisters, and offended my stepmother. She was very impatient and was pursued and left here. Fortunately, I met the young master, and I dared to be fair!"

As he said that, he fell to the ground and bowed.

Hearing this, he felt inexplicably indignant, and a rage slammed up and said with a sigh: "If you have any invitation, I will definitely not refuse!"

The dragon girl said, "Now the young master is weak, and you must not be reckless before learning the sword; the sword is extraordinary, and you need to cultivate a great spirit, and you should seek it from the world. And the weapon that brings energy is a fame and fortune. You should see the magical artifact of the country. If your luck is great, you can get a yellow robe..."

After a pause, I had to say something, and suddenly felt something, and said in a sad voice: "The evil guest sent by my stepmother, the young master must be more careful..."

After a slim figure, he disappeared for a moment.

Crack!

An electric snake passed by the gloomy sky, and the thunder roared.

Hurry!

A wave of storm waves rolled in front of them, rolling in with a fierce momentum. Above the waves, a black shadow the size of a millstone was spreading its teeth and claws, and its eyes were like lamps, bursting out with a terrifying red light.

"ah!"

With a scream, Chen Sanlang suddenly sat up on the bed, feeling the wetness and coldness on his back, and he even broke out in cold sweat - it turned out to be Nan Ke Yimeng.

But is it really just a dream?

After pondering for a while, he got out of bed and ran to the courtyard well to watch.

Today, the red carp did not appear, the well water was silent and quiet.

Chen Sanlang was quite worried, but after stopping and watching for more than half an hour, he still did not see the red carp appear. I don’t know if it was sinking under the well or leaving...

It shouldn't be possible to go.

According to what he said, the evil guest had already chased him to Jingxian and would appear at any time. Perhaps in order not to be found, she restrained her breath and hid it.

I recalled the day when the red carp jumped ashore without hesitation and jumped into his palm. The causes and consequences were about to come out.

Many originally fragmented plots slowly connected and formed into one, gradually becoming clear and traceable. Chen Sanlang suddenly became enlightened and understood many things at once.

As for why I only had a dream to this day, or it was closely related to the cultivation progress of the Evil-Slaying Sword and the Haoran Silk Book, there is another possibility that the red carp was once traumatized and had not recovered until now. Otherwise, why would it be caught by fishmongers?

"Young Master, you are here. Come to the hall soon, sir is here."

Uncle Hua reported.

The gentleman is Mr. Yang. Chen Sanlang passed the exam and was going to visit him in a private school today to express his gratitude, but he didn't expect him to come first.

"The student should have come to thank you, how dare you bother the teacher? It was the student who was negligent. Please forgive me!"

Chen Sanlang was very respectful.

For many years, he was deeply taken care of by this teacher in a private school and his kindness must not be forgotten. Although this old man is strict and almost pedantic, he teaches and educates people without seeking his own profit. Chen Sanlang has always admired him very much. Last time, when he received a letter from Qin Yu, he gave a lot of advice to Chen Sanlang, but he did not favor Qin Yu's book, but he had a point of guidance to Chen Sanlang, and was originally kind.

Mr. Yang sat in the upper seat, looked at the thin student, rubbed his beard, and sighed: "Sanlang, you have been defeated and fought again and again, and today will come. Mr. is happy for you."

This is from the heart.

The maid Xiao Cui brought some desserts and fruits to the table. The Chen family was not as good as before. The money was sluggish, and the food and use were much worse than before. Fortunately, Chen Sanlang passed the scholar at this time and gave this family a dose of a heart-wrenching injection, so he would not lose hope.

Chen Sanlang humbly asked his husband for some advice. After all, Mr. Yang is an old scholar. He has taken the provincial examinations many times and has rich qualifications. He is also very stingy to give advice at this moment.

At noon, the gentleman said goodbye after eating.

In the afternoon, He Weiyang brought two classmates to visit the door and gave gifts, all of which were silver, and a total of about five taels of taels. They knew that the Chen family was in trouble and needed the most was money, so they did not give other gift boxes or other fancy things.

Chen Sanlang asked his mother to take it away and kept it in his heart.

Then He Weiyang asked Chen Sanlang to go out of the city to travel around the country. These were entertainment activities after getting the exam, which was no problem. Some classmates even suggested going to Zuichun Tower to drink and listen to the song, but Chen Sanlang refused.

After working for three days, Chen Sanlang finally got free time to go to the martial arts hall and met Cao Guitang and Ma Jintai on the street halfway.

When the two saw him, they looked embarrassed and didn't say anything. They lowered their heads and slipped away in shame.

In the past, Chen Sanlang was just a nerd who couldn't take the exam, so he could make fun of him and even buy someone to commit crimes. But now he has already taken the exam for a scholar, and his identity has changed. If he provoked, he will be boring. Why bother?

Chen Sanlang ignored it and went straight into the martial arts hall.

Xu Nianniang was not here, so she had to be alone.

When the girl saw him, she joked and said, "Scholar is here. She thought you had achieved fame and flew into the sky and would not come to practice martial arts again."

Seeing her charming face of Yixi Yiqi, Chen Sanlang couldn't help but say, "With Senior Sister Xu here, why should I bear to come?"

Xu Jun's face turned red and he spat: "Who is your senior sister? Don't scream. If you talk nonsense, you will click on your mute pussy."

Once he was bitten by a snake and was afraid of straw ropes for ten years, Shusheng Chen quickly took a step back.

When Xu Jun saw this, he smirked.

Chen Sanlang coughed dryly, looked solemnly, bowed and said, "Actually, I came here to thank Miss Xu Jun. I didn't have to help you last time, I'm afraid I can't leave the county town."

"Last time, I don't remember what happened last time!"

Xu Jun looked confused and his expression was very realistic.

Chen Sanlang knew that she was unwilling to speak out, and did not say much, so he brought out a roll of cloth and gave it to him: "This is a cloth woven by my mother. I wonder if you like it or not."

Xu Jun took it and said with a smile: "Someone gives gifts, of course I like it."

Chen Sanlang also smiled: This woman is innocent and charming, but she has a cunning elf. She gets along with her easily and happily and enjoys her very much.

Xu Jun asked again: "How is your Jingfeng finger practicing?"

Chen Sanlang shook his head: "I don't know."

Xu Jun pouted: "I must have not practiced these days."

"Where, I practice it every day, I practice it a hundred times a day, but I haven't had any actual combat, so I don't know how the effect is."

When Xu Jun heard that he kept practicing every day, he was inexplicably happy, but his little face was stern: "I don't believe it, you can practice it for me now."

Move out the human-shaped puppet.

Chen Sanlang stood up, stretched out his left hand and poked it in an orderly manner.

Xu Jun supervised and observed the situation next to him and saw that his movements were indeed much more skillful than before, with a little more stylish, but there were still some subtle aspects that were not perfect enough.

When cutting the pulse and pointing the acupoints, the most important thing is to pay attention to the details. If the difference is a slight mistake, it will be a thousand miles away. None of them can be deviated. She gave some advice to Chen Sanlang and saw that he was still unsure of the point, so she simply ended up in person and taught step by step.

Her hands were as warm as jade, and her fingers were as delicate as onions. She didn't look like the hands of a martial arts practitioner at all. I don't know how to maintain them in normal times.

Chen Sanlang was held like this by her, and he couldn't help but feel moved. This scholar was in his youth and was so passionate that he couldn't control himself. The more he practiced, the more he became, the more he became.

Xu Jun was very dissatisfied and scolded: "What do you think, concentrate!"

With a whistle, the gate of the martial arts hall opened. Xu Nianniang, who was drunk, walked in shakingly. Seeing the two people in the yard, she glared: "Hold me again?"

Xu Jun quickly pushed Chen Sanlang away, blushed and lowered his head and said, "Dad, have you been back so early?"

"Will you come back soon? If you go back late, your daughter will run away with someone."

Xu Jun stomped his feet: "Dad, is there anyone who said that?

Chen Sanlang next to him almost laughed out loud when he heard this, and thought the father and daughter were really interesting.

Xu Nianniang stared at him: "Scholar, I have entered the door and I have taken advantage of it. What should I do? I don't need to teach you, the head of the museum."

Chen Sanlang hurriedly said, "No, no, no."

I ran out and quickly bought ten kilograms of good wine.

Xu Jun cooked and soon fried three plates of side dishes.

Xu Nianniang sat down and started eating and drinking. She saw Chen Sanlang standing aside: "Scholar, if you don't sit, do you still have to ask the owner of the museum to sit?"

Chen Sanlang sat down and picked up a bite of the dish. It was tender and smooth and delicious. Unexpectedly, Xu Jun was so skillful in cooking, and couldn't help but praise him: "It's delicious!"

Xu Jun turned red and turned back to the room.

Xu Nianniang laughed.

Chen Sanlang took another sip of wine and felt very comfortable. But his alcohol tolerance was really not good, and he knew it himself, so he just tasted it lightly and poured it down.

Xu Nianniang looked unhappy: "Don't drink a lot, I drink like a sissy, come, drink a big bowl!"

Chen Sanlang pushed, "I'm afraid of getting drunk."

"What's wrong with a real man?"

Chen Sanlang's attitude was still firm: "But I can't get drunk now."

He really can't get drunk, and there are still a lot of things to do. The feeling of being addicted to the countryside may be very good, very good, but once he gets stuck, it's afraid it will be difficult to wake up again.

Xu Nianniang was furious when she heard this. She slapped the table, and the dishes were slapped: "If you don't drink, what wine should you drink? There is no need to drink on Xu's table."

After saying that, his eyes were staring at Chen Sanlang.

Chen Sanlang's expression remained unchanged. He suddenly sighed, stood up and bowed: "Thank you for the reception of the hall, say goodbye." He left.

Later, Xu Nianniang's anger disappeared completely, and a smile flashed at the corner of her mouth, muttering: "I know that I am sensible and moderate, and I don't want to bend, this wine tastes good..."
Chapter completed!