Chapter 147 Bookman

The little girl who painted pictures stared blankly at Qin Yi, and Qin Yi stared blankly at the woman in yellow.

what and what...

What is the history of Nanli? That kind of thing is usually compiled by later generations. Nanli has not been destroyed. Where did the history of Nanli come from? Could it be two months in the cave, and a hundred years in the world?

No, when I left the cave, I went to beat the poor family. The villagers said that I hadn't seen my benefactor for more than two months.

Oh, by the way, daily notes, after all, my relationship is all related to the king, princess and regent, maybe I have a few notes? There are some records of some people?

But you just saw it? Where did you peep?

Besides, you have read the book, and I was recorded in the book, so you recognize me?

Fairy, you...

Oh yes, this is indeed for cultivating immortals, it is true that they are immortals.

Qin Yi knocked on his head, feeling confused.

Trying to sense the other party's practice, but found that the vastness is like the deep sea, which seems to be much more unfathomable than the previous Minghe in the cloud-soaring state and the peak of condensing alchemy.

"Hui...Big Brother Huiyang?"

This seemingly sleepy-eyed woman is a big boss of Huiyang, and I don't know how many floors of Huiyang... If the senior ancient corpse is not counted, this may be the strongest person I have seen after stepping into the practice .

But she looked like she was in her twenties at most, with a dazed face, sleepy eyes, and squinting at Qin Yi slightly, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Did she just wake up or was she a little nearsighted? Are there any myopic cultivators? Are you kidding me...

Since I just woke up, my clothes are baggy....

Although he practiced very well, it didn't bring any pressure to Qin Yi...

The woman seemed to see Qin Yi's appearance clearly, stood up straight contentedly, and chanted softly: "The national teacher Qin Yi is also a mountain alchemist. In the early days, King Wulie was a prince, and he went to Xianshan with Princess Zhaoyang. Gu Yu was in the thatched cottage, and he was with him. Not long after, he planned to kill Donghua, Wu Lie lost his head, and Yi Nai went to the Rift Valley alone to prolong the life of the king. When he returned, the jade had been burned, and Yi saved the orphaned girl from the sea of ​​fire. Zhaoyang destroyed the Western Wilderness The universe is established, Yi is not subject to merit, and he travels far away, Wang Shen respects him, he is the master of the virtual country, and he will wait for Yi to return forever.——This is "Nanli Characters", the emperor Daqian consulted the envoy , the envoys sorted out their knowledge and returned to the country to compile it."

Qin Yi listened silently, sighing inwardly.

It is reasonable to say that it was the envoy of Dagan who compiled the character annals. This record can be regarded as an objective exposition, so there are some details missing, such as the emotional scene between himself and Li Qingjun? It sounded like Li Qingjun told the messenger himself, so he probably didn't have the nerve to talk about emotional scenes.

But then again, you've read all of these side-by-side books, it's really amazing.

Listening to others talking about his "history", he actually became a "man of the book". This kind of experience is really indescribable. Qin Yi sighed, and really didn't know how he was feeling at this time.

He was silent for a moment, and the words came to his lips: "Sure enough, there are only a few strokes, but you 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 stroked his forehead: "I don't know how to write."

The woman sighed, as if she realized that her disheveled clothes were not elegant at this time, her face blushed slightly, and she tidied up her skirts.

The lazy and confused look disappeared, and she really became intellectual and elegant, very much like the kind of lady who was influenced by calligraphy and painting since childhood, but she is living in seclusion in the mountains and forests. She has both the book atmosphere and the detached feeling of living in Yunxiu, which is very beautiful.

Qin Yi stared blankly.

This is also a kind of fairy beauty, which is a little different from Minghe's remoteness. Although it is also a bit ethereal, it is more intimate.

The woman even performed a scholar's salute: "The people outside the mountain have seen the man in the book."

Qin Yi shook his head and said, "Since I'm standing here, I'm not a person in the book."

The woman blinked, and smiled slightly: "How long does it come like a spring dream, and goes like a cloud without a place to find. After all, it is an illusion before me, or it may not be as true as a word in the book."

As he spoke, he turned around, stretched his waist, patted his mouth and yawned and went back: "Since I have seen the book, I am exhausted today, so I might as well go to bed. Make tea and treat guests for me."

So you have been talking about it for a long time, but you are actually dying of light, right?

Qin Yi watched her back enter the room with his mouth half open, and he couldn't remember how many times he stayed there today. You tidied up your clothes and saluted, so it was not to say a few words to the guests, but to say goodbye and go back to sleep?

The people here are really not normal...

"Well, this brother..."

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

"Brother, are you here to apprentice, to visit friends, or to ask for relatives?"

"Eh? Proposal?"

"Master said, if you come here and don't directly say why you are here, and if you don't leave, most likely have plans for me..." Qingcha looked at him pitifully: "Don't have plans for me, I am so small."

A black line appeared on Qin Yi's forehead: "The people who stay here without saying anything about their coming here are likely to have plans for your master. What plans do they have for you, a girl?"

Before the words finished, Qing Cha ran away, "Master, Master, this man said he has plans for you."

Qin Yi: "?"

A woman's lazy voice came from inside the house: "I have painting skills, but I don't learn painting. I can read a lot, but I don't read. The cocoons in my hands are not pens and inks, but weapons. The Tao is there, everyone can see it, and know it." There are only a few of them, that’s how it is. Whether you ask for a teacher, a way, or a relative, please go back.”

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

Not the Miao Miao, the national teacher she imagined, but an ordinary man 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 read books and paintings like an idiot, and I don't say that you sleep like a pig every day..."

A soft breath came from nowhere, tied up the tea, then landed heavily on the ground, and sat on the splits.

Qingcha burst into tears from the pain.

Qin Yi laughed dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that this place was very fun.

This Myriad Dao Immortal Palace and the two mountains are almost two worlds. I really don't know how much interest there is in this so-called "ten thousand ways in the world".

But Qin Yi also felt a little bit "exhausted". Watching Wan Dao didn't seem to be very interesting, and it didn't help his Qin Xin breakthrough. I'm afraid it would be the same if he looked for something else to watch.

However, Liusu sees these from a different perspective, and we have to look at Liusu's opinion. Then he asked Liusu secretly: "Do you want to see anything else?"

Liusu said: "Today is also exhausted. It will be late, and we will see tomorrow. But we are so shallow, it is like watching flowers on horseback, and the results are too shallow. I suggest staying here tonight, talk to this woman, and say There may be something to be gained—a person who knows the way of calligraphy and painting in the realm of the sun, tsk, is really amazing."

Qin Yi knelt down and asked Qingcha: "Little sister, do you have any guests here?"

Qingcha looked at him like he was looking perverted: "After going down the mountain, Shigui's right arm, Qunfangyuan in the town is suitable for you. If you look at me with such lewd eyes again, be careful that I will hit you."

"How can I be wretched? This is obviously kind."

Qing Cha doubted: "Really?"

"real!"

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

"Little girl, can you grasp the key points? All I want is a lodging, can you understand me?"

"Come with me." Qing Cha pulled his sleeves and walked towards the guest house, whispering: "Let me tell you, Master loves reading, calligraphy, and painting. You can be my master."

"I said it was just borrowing..."

"I've heard this kind of excuses a lot. In the end, they were all beaten up by the master and thrown down the mountain. This kind of old-fashioned routine can't fool the smart Qingcha at all."