Zhao Rong stopped what he was doing.

He frowned slightly and glanced at the extra spirit stone next to his hand.

Didn't go get it.

"Every time you go out, you will encounter difficulties. If you can help, please help."

A dull but rich voice came from behind.

Zhao Rong turned around.

Slightly surprised.

The owner of the voice was actually the sinister man with a fierce expression who lined up behind him just now!

But at this moment, Zhao Rong only felt that this old man's fierce face was particularly friendly.

Some people are like this. When you haven't spoken to him, you will find his appearance disgusting and hateful. But once you have a harmonious communication with him, even if it is just a word, you will feel that he suddenly becomes hateful.

They started kissing.

"Just think of it as making friends with the young master."

The sinister man said again.

Zhao Rong frowned and wanted to salute, but found that the other person did not seem to be a scholar, so he cupped his fists and smiled and said, "Thank you, brother!"

The expression is sincere.

The sinister man also returned the greeting with clasped fists.

"Haha." Several onlookers around him sneered, obviously not paying attention to this "accidental encounter" drama.

When Lin Qingxuan saw someone helping Zhao Rong, his face was gloomy. He squinted his eyes and stared at the sinister man carefully. Just as he was about to speak, he stopped and patted the folding fan in his palm.

That's all, it's better to be careful outside and spare this poor guy first.

The sinister man was different from Zhao Rong. Lin Qingxuan could tell at a glance that the latter was just a young boy without any cultivation, while the former was somewhat incomprehensible to him with his Fuyao realm cultivation.

He was dressed in a capable and powerful outfit, with a tall and straight figure, long breathing, and calm Qi and blood. He was probably a highly qualified martial artist.

Although the cultivation level of the old servant behind him is not low, what if this person is a high-quality martial artist?

When practicing on the mountain, you are just afraid of "what if".

Thinking of this, Lin Qingxuan's gloomy face suddenly disappeared, and he said with a smile:

"It seems you are lucky. Someone is willing to give you a bone without doing anything."

He paused, glanced at the sinister man again, and continued.

"Oh, if one bone is not enough, you can come to see me again. I am very easy to talk to. Seeing that you don't have any ink in your belly, I won't give you any trouble. As long as you can 'lick' me and feel comfortable."

After saying that, he waved his fan and walked to the tea place in the lobby without looking back, followed by several maids.

Only one old servant was left standing there and continuing to line up.

Seeing that the real owner of the excitement was gone, the onlookers began to disperse.

Some people shook their heads, feeling that the fun was not exciting enough because someone was interfering in it.

Some people were dismissive and thought it was ridiculous that the poor scholar kept holding it.

Some people think that the man is nosy and boring.

Zhao Rong ignored them and pushed the Xuanpai and eleven spiritual stones in front of the beautiful woman with a dull expression.

"A ticket to Duyou City."

The beautiful woman checked the spirit stone, nodded, took out a new mysterious tablet from the cabinet and handed it to Zhao Rong.

"There happens to be a ferry bound for Duyou City. It has been at Longquan Ferry for a few days. It will sail again at noon today. Please board the ferry on time."

"By the way." Zhao Rong took out another silver medal. "Is this cross-continental ferry ticket sold by Qingfengju?"

The beautiful woman was quite surprised when she saw the silver medal. It was not cheap.

"Yes, sir, this is sold by our Qingfengju gang Weiweishan."

"Is there a time limit on the ferry ticket?"

"No, no matter when, as long as there is room in the ferry, you can board the ferry with a license."

Zhao Rong nodded, put away the silver medal, and left the counter, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited for the sinister man on the side.

Seeing that he had bought the boat ticket, Zhao Rong stepped forward.

"Thank you for your help just now, brother!"

The sinister man waved his hands and said nothing.

"I'm Zhao Rong, whose name is Ziyu. I wonder what I call my brother?"

The sinister man hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Liu Sanbian"

Zhao Rong smiled, there is something special about this name.

"What a good name. Zixia said: 'A gentleman has three characteristics: he looks at what he sees clearly, he is gentle when he hears it, and he is sharp when he listens to his words.'"

It means that there are three changes in a gentleman. From a distance, a gentleman feels that he is serious and dignified. When you get up close, you find that he is gentle, but when you listen to his words, he is very stern. You can imagine the expectations of the person who named him.

Hearing Zhao Rong say the allusion to his name, Liu San, who had always looked serious before, smiled, but his expression became even more "ferocious".

"I just thought about it again and feel very sorry that I received a spiritual stone for nothing."

"I am not very talented. I have read several books by saints and sages, and I have also saved some humble works. I am thinking of sending some poems to my brother to express my gratitude!"

"It's just a spiritual stone, not worth your trouble."

"I think it's worth it!"

After saying that, Zhao Rong opened the book box without any explanation and took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Liu Sanbian hesitated for a moment, but seeing Zhao Rong's sincere attitude, he did not refuse.

"Brother, can the word "green mountain" be included in the poem?

"Qingshan?"

"Green Mountain."

Liu Sanbian smiled again.

…

Qingfengju is a resting place on the first floor.

The girl in green had just finished watching a lively show and was playing with her teacup in boredom.

She is a disciple of the Immortal Family on a nearby mountain. Usually her master rarely lets her go down the mountain. Today, she can accompany her senior brother to Longquandu for business. She begged her master for a long time before agreeing.

When she first arrived at Longquandu, she was surprised for a while, but then she felt that it was just like that.

The lively scene she just watched was quite interesting to her, but the ending was a bit boring.

In fact, she secretly supports the mortal scholar in her heart. After all, which woman practicing on the mountain does not admire and favor the talented and knowledgeable Confucian scholar?

At least that's what she thought as she liked to secretly read novels about talented men and beautiful women.

Is there really a woman who doesn’t like it? No, no.

Moreover, exchanging poems with scholars can also promote spiritual practice and benefit the Dao. The Confucian Haoran Realm has blocked many truth-seekers. If they cannot break through the Haoran Realm before Jiazi, it means that the Dao is hopeless. Thinking of this, she remembered her sect again.

The uncle in the door has been stuck in the Haoran realm for so many years, and now his hair is gray and his face is gloomy.

The two orthodox Confucian academies in Wangquezhou attract countless people from the mountains and the mountains every year, and countless fairies from the mountains are eager to sing poetry with a gentleman from the academy.

A few years ago, in an auction house in a black market on the mountain, a poem about "falling flowers" and "the state of selflessness" was sold at a sky-high price. Although the Confucian Academy has always strictly prohibited this behavior, it has been banned repeatedly, and the poems that are sold in the black market on the mountain are still.

One of the most popular items.

Mohism and Taoism, which are opposite to Confucianism, are not so popular among the people in the mountains. Although the Tianzhi realm and Jindan realm after Haoran realm are closely related to them, compared with Confucian scholars, Mohist rangers are stupid.

, Taoist real people are so cold and boring.

Moreover, most of the monks who have passed the Haoran realm have matured and stabilized, and will no longer be as impulsive as they were when their cultivation was low.

The girl in green bit her lips and thought about these things aimlessly. When she came back to her senses, she glanced at the poor and miserable scholar just now.

You are such a nerd. When others bully you like this, you don't dare to fight back. It's so no wonder that you have to bring a fake Linlu Academy flag.

Real readers are definitely not like this.

The girl in green thought.

But suddenly, the girl was a little surprised.

At this moment, she was probably the only one in the entire lobby who noticed the poor scholar out of boredom.

After seeing the scholar exchanging a few words with the ferocious-looking man next to her, she put down the bookcase she had been carrying, took out paper, ink, pens and inkstones, found a nearby desk, and started laying out paper and grinding ink.

, the movements are very skillful.

What does he want to do? The girl is a little confused.
To be continued...