He said he did not understand, Niu You Dao also pretended not to understand, otherwise a mountain village wild boy can understand these inevitably some bullshit.

After chatting casually for a while, Niu You Dao went back to the courtyard.

The courtyard wandered for a while, entered the 'Peach Blossom Hall' to sit on the futon, and casually pulled a small wicker basket aside to place miscellaneous things over, there are needle and thread, scissors and other things, and two bronze mirrors, it seems to be daily use items, and no conspicuous abnormalities, but one of the bronze mirror is the one he brought.

Dong Guo Haoran so solemnly entrusted things, he is so casual storage, is the most dangerous place is the safest place, hidden too tightly by people turned out rather suspicious.

The bronze mirror was fiddling in his hands, looking over it, and he was a bit puzzled by where this thing should go.

Dong Guo Haoran's explanation is obviously unusual, people take the matter of life entrusted to him, he was born in his previous life in the jianghu can mix in the jianghu that kind of seniority, the heart naturally have 'moral' two words, but Tang Mu died, Dong Guo Haoran and solemnly warned that things can only be given to Tang Mu, can not let a third party know. This makes him very difficult to let a third party know.

He also hesitated to give the object to Shangqing Sect. The reason for his hesitation was certainly Dong Guo Haoran's explanation, but also because Shangqing Sect had treated him really badly and had kept him under house arrest so far. So he wanted to ponder the bronze mirror to see if he could find out the mystery of it, and then depending on the situation, decide whether to give it to Shangqing Sect.

However, so far, fire, water, light, knocking and listening to the sound, he has used a variety of methods on the mirror, have not been able to find out any clues, the mirror seems to be integrated, judging from the sound of knocking, there is no sign of any mechanism inside.

He is now a little doubtful that the mirror is something like a token.

Over and over to see, or the old look, did not see what, Niu You Dao bared his teeth, and the bronze mirror thrown back into the small basket.

Then some daily exercise for the body, weight splitting, pulling the rope hanging beam flip and so on, not to practice what the bravery of the pikers to, but to exercise the flexibility of the body. According to his experience in the jianghu, he knows that more unlock some limb techniques and self-defense angle once the need for self-protection, the critical moment can save lives, whether in the small temple village or in Shangqing Sect heard the news, all prove that the world is in chaos, no matter what the future, he tried to do some rainy day preparation.

Apart from gongfu and physical cultivation, he also took out the ink, paper and ink stone in his house to practice the common small seal script in this world, and copied it from some books. He was a veteran archaeologist and had no problem recognizing the small seal script. He was a good writer, but he had never used a brush to write small seal script.

The good thing is that his original brush writing skills are good, and his initial deformation has already become a good shape after just one month.

There is a charcoal pot next to the book case, and when he finishes writing, he burns his ink treasures.

The things he needs to practice his writing, Shangqing Sect is a sufficient supply, which is also considered to have the benefit of Song Yanqing happy.

The house arrest so far, with his current ability to have no choice, but also arranged his every day is very full ......

The next day, a brand new chaise lounge still emits the fragrance of wood, a look is newly made, placed under the peach blossom tree.

Chen Guishuo pointed to the recliner and squeezed his eyebrows at Niu You Dao and said, "Little senior brother, the recliner you want is here."

Niu You Dao did not expect him to be so efficient, and I guess the recliner was for him Chen Guishuo himself, arching his hand and smiling, "Thank you, senior brother Chen."

This time, there is also a long-lost Song Yanqing, seems to be in a good mood, as soon as he saw Niu You Dao, he smiled, the smile of playfulness is not disguised, there is a sense of bad taste, patted Niu You Dao's shoulder and asked, "Little brother, how is it living here?"

Niu You Dao: "Fine, fine, than in the village to eat a million times better, just circled here can not go out and walk a little bored panic."

Song Yanqing happily says, "You've only been here for a long time. Calm your mind first. How can you practice if you don't calm down? Don't worry, you'll have to walk around some time." "Said the negative hand walked to the cliff overlooking the opposite side of the Shang Qing Palace, a beautiful and happy look, and sometimes frown to think about the expression, finally sighed," unfortunately not in the capital!"

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Niu You Dao came over, curious: "Song senior brother, what happened to the capital?"

Song Yanqing bewildered sigh, "the mountain wilderness, not as prosperous as the capital city poetry and song!"

Niu You Dao suddenly full of confusion, poetry and songs? You are a practitioner for a poetry and song short sigh, what do you mean?

Chen Guishuo pucks up his lips in secret amusement. He and Xu Yitian are basically Song Yanqing's sidekicks and know exactly what's going on. Song Yanqing has been fond of Tang Yi for many years, and Tang Yi likes the style of poetry and poetry. In order to please Song Yanqing, whenever a good poem is written in the capital, someone will send it to him and he will present it to Tang Yi for appreciation. This time Song Yanqing doesn't know what's wrong with it. It must be because there hasn't been any good goods from the capital for a long time. So he wrote a poem by himself and asked Xu Yitian what about he wrote it,he naturally said good. As a result, Song Yanqing sent the poem to Tang Yi, and he didn't know the exact process, but Song Yanqing's face didn't look too good when he came back, and he scolded him and Xu Yitian for being angry.

So he understands Song Yanqing's mood, if in the capital city where poetry is flourishing, with the power of the Song family, it is not difficult to find a good hand to write some good poems to impersonate their own masterpieces to please Tang Yi, but in this place of retreat there are difficulties, so that the itchy hand made a fool of itself in front of Tang Yi.

Song Yanqing, who seemed not to want to talk about it, turned around and went into the courtyard, slipping around to check.

He is responsible for watching Niu You Dao, it is impossible to leave it alone, it is reasonable to check occasionally to prevent accidents.

Niu You Dao, who is still outside, asks Chen Guishuo, "Why does Brother Song miss poetry and Fu?"

Chen Guishuo mouth itch, whispered to mention: "Our division has a stunning figure, not only the strength of a famous cultivation world, but also talented, poetry and song itchy proficient, Sister Tang childhood in his side, considered his students, tainted with elegance, followed by a love of poetry and song!"

Niu You Dao is a sudden realization, understand, feelings Song Yanqing is trying to win the hearts of beauty, but also Chen Guishuo said the person curious, "I wonder which master elder sister Tang studied with?"

Speaking of the master, Chen Guishuo stunned for a moment, his eyes obviously flashed fear look, seems to realize that should not say anything, stared at Niu You Dao, seems to warn Niu You Dao should not ask don't ask, shut up, quickly followed up the yard.

Niu You Dao's eyes turned, also quickly followed in.

Song Yanqing, who turned once again, advised Chen Guishuo a few words, back a hand was about to leave, Niu You Dao grabbed a step to catch up, shouted: "Brother Song, in the village, my teacher often write some poetry, I remember some, just do not know whether they are good or not , or you help to appreciate. "

Song Yanqing not even interested in turning back, the foot does not stop, smoothly returned: "a mountain fallen scholar, can write what good things?"

A mountain fallen scholar? Niu You Dao mind a rin, it seems that Shangqing Sect has already been his details to find out, there was a down-and-out scholar when the teacher he is in Xiaomiao Village from the villagers mouth their basic information only to know.

But what did he come all this way for? It is for Dong Guo Haoran's formidable skills, not to spend time under house arrest. He wants to acquire the cultivation skills of Shangqing Sect. However, after being put under house arrest, he could not find the gap to start, finally it come, how can easily miss, shouted: "My teacher said that he had traveled in the capital, wrote some love poems have won the favor of many women."

Hearing this, Song Yanqing slowly stopped walking and turned around at the place where he was about to leave the courtyard door.

Chen Guishuo quickly glanced at Niu You Dao, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, Niu You Dao is obviously followed by his reminder just now smooth words, this kid seems to be not simple na!

"Oh! Your teacher has written what poetry to appreciation." Song Yanqing who turned around seemed to have some interest.

Niu You Dao immediately returned to Peach Blossom Hall, sat down on his knees beside the book case, dripping water and researching ink, pulled a piece of paper and laid it on, pressed the paper on both sides, lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote a small seal script.

"As expected, you've read and read, you've written some decent characters! Song Yanqing, who was standing next to the case, praised her and read out slowly, "The slender clouds are tricky, the flying stars spread hate, and the silvery Han is long and dark. The golden wind and jade dew a meeting, it is better than the countless on earth ......" read this two eyes are suddenly bursting with light, he may not write any good poetry, but the ability to appreciate good poetry more or less still have some, at least the good and bad can still be seen.

When Niu You Dao stopped writing, Song Yanqing could not resist quickly plucking away the paperweight, shaking the paper with ink and brush in his hands, blowing on the ink, and again could not wait to continue reading, "Soft love is like water, good time is like a dream, can not help but care for the magpie bridge back to the road. Two love if it is a long time, and not in the morning and evening...two love if it is a long time, and not in the morning and evening ......" that really repeatedly recited the last sentence, and finally a beautiful face sighs and shakes his head: "good words! Good words ah!" He feel that this word is written to him is simply too appropriate.

Niu You Dao secretly funny, put aside the pen, stood up, pretending not to understand said: "good ?"

Song Yanqing nodded, staring at the handwriting repeatedly, and suddenly looked at him with suspicion and asked, "What does the magpie bridge mean? Where is this bridge?"

"Uh..." Niu You Dao was a bit speechless, it seems there is no story of the cowherd and the weaving maiden here, so he said blankly, "Teacher wrote it, I'm not sure where the magpie bridge is."

Song Yanqing thought about it, and gestured to Chen Guishuo, who was dumbfounded, and went out.

With no one else around, Song Yanqing smiled at Niu You Dao and said, "You said your teacher often writes these kinds of poems?"

Niu You Dao thought, "I have a bunch of them in my stomach, you can have as many as you want, so I nodded and said, "I think so."