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Chapter 147 People in the Book

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    The little girl who was painting looked at Qin Yi blankly, and Qin Yi looked blankly at the woman in yellow.

    What is this and what

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

    No way, when I left the cave, I went to beat Hanmen. The villagers said that I haven¡¯t seen my benefactor for more than two months. This time is correct.

    Oh, by the way, daily note, after all, my relationship is all related to the king, princess, and regent. Maybe I have a few notes?  Are there any records from those times?

    But you just saw it?  Where were you peeping?

    ¡°Besides, you¡¯ve read the book and I¡¯ve been recorded in the book, so you recognize me?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Oh yes, this is indeed a cultivator of immortality, it is true that it is a god.

    Qin Yi knocked on his head, his forehead was confused.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Trying to sense the other party's practice, but found that the vastness of the abyss seemed to be much more unpredictable than the previous Minghe in the Soaring Cloud Realm, and Cheng Cheng at the Peak Condensation Pill.

    ¡°Hui¡­Boss Huiyang?¡±

    This sleepy-eyed woman is a big boss in Huiyang. I don¡¯t know how many levels there are in Huiyang Excluding Senior Ancient Corpse, this person may be the strongest person I have seen since I started practicing.  .

    But she looked like she was in her twenties at most. Her face was confused and her eyes were groggy. She was looking at Qin Yi with a slightly squinted look, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Did she just wake up or was she a little short-sighted?  By the way, are there any myopic cultivators?  Are you kidding me

    Because he had just woken up, his clothes were loose and he could still see the deep ditch. His snow-white plumpness made Qin Yi dizzy.

    Although his cultivation was very strong, it did not bring any sense of pressure to Qin Yi. On the contrary, he immediately imagined the scene of intellectual tutor.avi. What is going on

    The woman seemed to have seen Qin Yi's appearance clearly, and she stood up straight with satisfaction, and softly chanted: "Qin Yi, the national master, is also a mountain alchemist. At the beginning, King Wulie was a prince, and he went to the fairy mountain with Princess Zhaoyang.  He stayed in the thatched cottage and walked with him. Not long ago, he planned to kill Donghua, and Wu Lie was white-headed. Yi went to the Rift Valley alone to extend the life of the king. When he returned, the jade stone had been burned, and Yi saved the orphan girl from the sea of ??fire. Zhaoyang destroyed the Western Wasteland.  , quite good at chess. The world has been established, chess will not receive merit and reward, and he will travel far away. The king deeply respects him. He is the master of Xuguo and will always wait for chess to return. - This is "Nanli Characters", the consulting envoy of Emperor Daqian  , compiled by the envoy after he returned home after sorting out what he saw."

    Qin Yi listened silently, sighing with sadness in his heart.

    It would make sense if the envoy of Daqian compiled the character chronicle. This record can be regarded as an objective explanation. There are some errors and omissions in the details. For example, the emotional drama between himself and Li Qingjun was omitted?  This content sounds like it was told by Li Qingjun himself to the messenger. He probably didn't feel embarrassed to talk about the emotional drama.

    But then again, you have read all these side books, it¡¯s really magical.

    Listening to others talking about their "history", he actually became a "book person". This experience was really indescribable. Qin Yi sighed, not knowing what he was feeling at this time.

    He was silent for a moment, and then the words came to his lips: "Sure enough, with just a few strokes, you can actually write a hundred chapters."

    The woman¡¯s eyes lit up: ¡°A hundred chapters, do you want to write it? I¡¯ll read it if you write it.¡±

    Qin Yi stroked his forehead: "I can't write."

    The woman sighed, as if she realized that her disheveled appearance was unsightly. She blushed slightly and straightened her clothes.

    That lazy and confused look disappeared, and she really became intellectual and elegant, like the kind of lady who has been influenced by calligraphy and painting since childhood, but she is living in seclusion in the mountains and forests. She has both the bookish atmosphere and the sense of detachment living in Yunxiu, which is very beautiful.

    Qin Yi was stunned for a moment.

    This is also a kind of fairy beauty, which is somewhat different from the distance of Minghe. Although it is also a bit ethereal, it is more friendly.

    The woman actually performed a scholar's ceremony: "People outside the mountains have seen the people in the book."

    Qin Yi shook his head and said: "Since I am standing here, I am no longer a person in the book."

    The woman blinked and smiled slightly: "How long it came, it was like a spring dream, and when it left, it was like a morning cloud with nowhere to go. After all, it was an illusion before my eyes, and perhaps it was not as real as every word in the book."

    With that said, he turned around and stretched himself, then clapped his mouth and yawned and went back: "Now that I have seen the people in the book, I am exhausted today, so why not go to bed. Make some tea and entertain the guests for me."

    ????????????? So what you¡¯ve been talking about for a long time is actually to expose yourself to death, right?

    Qin Yi watched her back into the house with his mouth half open. He couldn't remember how many times he stayed there today.  When you tidy up your clothes and bow politely, it turns out that you are not doing it to say a few words to your guests.To say goodbye, but to say goodbye and go back to sleep?

    The people here are indeed not normal

    "Well, this brother"

    Qin Yi looked down and saw that 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 become a disciple, to visit a friend, or to propose marriage?"

    "Huh? Proposing marriage?"

    "Master said that if you come here and don't directly tell your intention, and refuse to leave, it's probably because you have plans for me" Qingcha looked at him pitifully: "Don't have plans for me, I'm so young."

    Qin Yi had a black line on his forehead: "If you don't tell me why you came here and won't leave, it's probably because you have an agenda for your master. What's your intention for a girl like you who doesn't have even a hair on her head?"

    Before he finished speaking, he saw Qingcha running away on the ground: "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 practice painting. I know a lot of words, but I don't read. The cocoons in my hands are not pens and ink, but weapons. The Tao is there, everyone can see it, and know it  There are only a few of them, that's all. Whether you seek a teacher, a Taoist priest, or a bride, please come back."

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

    There is no national teacher Piaomiao like she imagined, but rather a commoner.

    Qingcha is knocking on the door: "Master, stop pretending, it's rare for someone to want you. I don't think you are an idiot because you only know how to read and draw, and I don't think you sleep like a pig every day"

    A gentle breath of air came from nowhere and tied up Qingcha, then he fell heavily to the ground and sat in the splits.

    Qingcha was so painful that tears came to her eyes.

    Qin Yi laughed dumbly and suddenly felt that it was very fun here.

    This Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, the two hills, are almost two levels of heaven and earth.  I really don¡¯t know how interesting this so-called ¡°all things in the world¡± are.

    But Qin Yi also felt a little "out of fun". Observing Wan Dao seemed to be of little use, and it would not be of any help to his breakthrough in Qin Xin. I'm afraid it would be the same if he looked for other places to watch.

    ????????????????????????????? However, Liusu¡¯s perspective on this is different, and you have to look at Liusu¡¯s opinion.  Then he asked Liusu secretly: "Do you want to see anything else?"

    Liusu said: "I have exhausted all my excitement today. It will be getting late. Let's see tomorrow. But we are just scratching the surface, and the gains are too little. I suggest that we stay here tonight and talk to this woman.  You may gain something - a master of calligraphy and painting in the realm of Huiyang, tsk, it is really amazing."

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

    Qingcha looked at him as if he were a pervert: "Come down the mountain and pass the formation, Shi Gui's right arm, Qunfang Garden in the town is suitable for you. If you look at me with such a wretched look again, be careful I beat you."

    "How am I so insignificant? This is obviously kind."

    Qingcha doubted: "Really?"

    "real!"

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

    "Little girl, can you grasp the key point? All I want is to stay overnight. Do you understand?"

    "Follow me." Qingcha pulled his sleeves and walked toward the guest house, whispering in a low voice: "I'm telling you, Master loves reading, calligraphy, and painting. As long as you can impress her with any of them, maybe you can  You can be my master."

    "I said I was just borrowing"

    "I've heard this excuse a lot. In the end, I was beaten all over the head by the master and thrown down the mountain. This kind of old-fashioned trick can't deceive the smart Qingcha at all." (Remember this site's website address: www  .hlnovel.com
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