I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Song Tui yelled, his whole body was like a volcano about to erupt, and the surrounding air was mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness, and suddenly thickened. The square-inch small pavilion turned into a dangerous place in the world.

"Hahahaha, Song Daru, don't be nervous, it's me, it's me!" A hearty laughter came from the night, and then a figure in white appeared. The visitor looked to be in his forties, plump and handsome, with a smile on his face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

With a shake of the visitor's hand, a cup of fine wine appeared, and with a shake of the other hand, an exquisite wine glass appeared in his hand. With light steps, he appeared in front of Song Tuizhi in a blink of an eye.

"The day before yesterday, I heard that Wan Anbo was accepted by the Bamboo Sage. I didn't expect to meet Song Daru, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove. Liu is so polite..."

Song Tuizhi looked at the familiar man in white and frowned slightly: "Ci Sheng Liu Jingzhuang?"

Liu Jingzhuang hastily waved his hand and declined: "Don't talk about a ci sage, Liu was just promoted to a great scholar by chance with the small way of ci, or the title of a brothel great scholar sounds more pleasing to the ear!"

As he spoke, Liu Jingzhuang raised his hand and gave Song Tuzhiman the own fine wine.

Song Tuizhi raised his hand and sniffed the wine in the glass: Well, good wine!

The man who stretched out his hand without hitting the smiling face, Song Tuizhi relaxed, and asked: "Why did Brother Liu hide himself in the middle of the night and approach my junior brother's residence?"

Liu Jingzhuang sighed lightly: "I'm ashamed to say it. Mr. Liu has too many romantic debts, so he is accustomed to using this concealment technique of 'passing among a hundred flowers, not a single leaf touches'. It is not a deliberate concealment..."

"As for approaching Wan'anbo's residence..." Liu Jingzhuang couldn't help but blushed slightly, "Can you not pursue it!"

Song Tuizhi's face turned cold, and he put down the wine glass: "My master told me to take care of my junior brother, Song must ask clearly."

Liu Jingzhuang's face flushed slightly, he drank a full glass of wine, and sighed; "Liu made a slip of the tongue after drinking, saying that he could get the follow-up manuscript of "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes", but it was taken seriously, so... "

Song Tuizhi glanced at Liu Jingzhuang, and after a long while, he asked: "The capitals of the Eighth Academy of Zhongjing didn't let my junior brother speak and gave the second manuscript. How does Mr. Liu plan to break the situation from my junior brother?"

Speaking of this, Liu Jingzhuang raised his chest and looked up high-spiritedly: "If he is willing to give me a second manuscript, I will help him level the seventy-two brothels in Zhongjing City! I, Liu Jingzhuang, said that!"

A word is so important that it rings loud!

Song Tuizhi's whole body was shaken, and a mighty righteousness gushed out: "Mr. Liu, please stay away from my junior brother in the future!"

...

Sanxizhuang.

Chen Luo was lying in the bedroom, looking at the moon outside the window.

I have tried too many times to raise my energy level just now, and now I am so tired that I can't even lift my arms.

For some reason, living in this manor outside the city, listening to the gurgling sound of the stream, Chen Luo suddenly felt calm.

He felt that he should miss someone.

Looking up at the bright moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown. isn't it?

The grandmother from the previous life?

Or the Chinese teacher at Peking University that I had been secretly in love with when I was teaching?

Thinking of this, Chen Luo couldn't help laughing. It turns out that he still hasn't integrated into this world.

After all, from the moment Chen Luo opened his eyes in the coffin, Chen Luo has been looking at the world as an outsider.

Whether it was killing the tiger demon, or escaping from Lian Ai, including what happened in Fuyunfang, and publishing new newspapers in the capital, he felt that he should do it one by one, so he did it. up. It's as if I received a list of tasks and I just mechanically complete them one by one.

Something subconsciously told him that he didn't belong here.

Doesn't every traveler here naturally accept the new identity of own, and then feel like a fish in water?

Last time in the Soul Shocking Tower, Own's soul and body had reached a perfect fit.

But what about own heart?

Chen Luo's thoughts suddenly began to diverge, and he began to think about some things uncontrollably.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, is Zhuang Sheng Zhuang Sheng or a butterfly? When my soul traveled to this world, did I replace Chen Luo in this world, or did Chen Luo in this world awaken the memory of his previous life?

Or maybe everything I'm experiencing now is just a dream.

There is no way to find out.

The books in Yihualin's mind really exist, but why did they choose themselves?

A ship can sail in the sea, but it will not drift with the current, because it has an anchor.

The kite soars in the sky, but it will not drift away with the wind, because it has a thread.

Life always needs to be involved in order to manifest its existence.

So in this world, what is his involvement?

By the way, he inherited the Tao of a sage. The sage shouted in the past time and space that everyone is like a dragon.

By the way, he opened up the fourth road to heaven in this world. Although it was only three thousand miles, he knew that he could go on.

By the way, he seems to have a Master, a semi-saint. I am currently going smoothly, no matter how I think about it, I know it is because of that person's protection.

By the way, there is also a genius guard outside his door who claims that he will never lose himself again.

Finally, a pretty face appeared in his mind.

Chen Xuan!

In fact, I have already had many connections with this world, haven't I?

Time to reintegrate into the world.

Chen Luo's heart suddenly became clear, and a sense of drowsiness hit Chen Luo, Chen Luo closed his eyes slightly...

...

"Young Master, Young Master!" Xiao Ji's voice rang in Chen Luo's ear.

Chen Luo opened his eyes, he didn't even enter the Dreamland Hualin, why was he called out?

No, why is it getting bright outside?

No, why are there so many people standing in my room?

Chen Luo glanced at him, Wei Yan was looking at him with a sad face, the two heads of Zheliu Academy and Hongxiu Academy also looked concerned, wait, that person standing behind Wei Yan with a dark face who is it?

"My lord, you finally woke up!" Ji Zhong wiped away the snot and tears from his face, and hugged Chen Luo tightly, "I thought you couldn't wake up..."

"Why? Didn't I just sleep? What's wrong?"

"Little uncle, you have been asleep for six days!" Wei Yan stepped forward and said, "My teacher said that you have fallen into a cognitive barrier, if you don't wake up, you will be possessed."

"Six days? I feel like I just yawned..." Chen Luo looked at the crowd in disbelief, but then the twitching in his stomach convinced him.

"Cognitive impairment is like this. It is a moment for oneself, but a thousand years for others. Usually only great Confucians have the possibility of falling into cognitive impairment. The younger brother realizes the impairment in six days, which makes my brother amazed."

The strange black-faced middle-aged man took a step forward, and while talking, tapped Chen Luo's forehead with his hand. After probing for a while, he nodded: "The soul is fine!"

"Are you..." Chen Luo asked.

Wei Yan hurriedly came forward: "Uncle, this is my benefactor, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove is ranked fourth, a great Confucian with a righteous mind, and also your fourth senior brother, Song Tuzhi..."

Chen Luo was startled, and quickly got up to salute, but was held down by Song Tuizhi: "Not busy, you can rest well. By the way..."

Song Tuizhi took out a box from his pocket and put it in Chen Luo's hands.

"I know you're looking for the Mangu Pill. Your senior brother went around the Manyuan and picked up ten of them! If you don't think it's enough, the senior brother said that if he went shopping again, he might still be able to pick it up!"

The faces of the people in the room froze!

You said that it’s fine if you pick up the raw materials, but you still pick up the finished product that has been successfully refined?

No, it's impossible to pick up the raw materials!

Who are you bluffing!

Chen Luo felt warm in his heart, and nodded: "Thank you fourth senior brother, please also thank senior senior brother for me!"

Afterwards, Chen Luo looked at the two heads of the hospital again; "You two, who are you?"

Kong Tianfang glanced at Song Tuizhi, and sneered: "That... Wan Anbo, you slept for six days, tomorrow, it's time to update..."