After 10 Years of Chopping Wood, I Am Invincible

The next day, Meng Xing went alone to buy a large flower pot and a black face covering cap, and then put the flower pot and black face covering cap in a small copper storage space in an unoccupied place.

After returning to the room, he planted the strange flower tree in the flowerpot, poured some water, and put it in the small copper space.

As for the black mask, it was for the next time he was pretending to be a white man.

Every time he wraps his head in black cloth and only shows his two eyes, it's too low, and it doesn't match the chivalrous style of the white knight.

Moreover, this kind of weird image is also easy to be misunderstood. If you encounter those high-strength and short-tempered guys, I am afraid that you will slap yourself to death without saying hello, which will be sad.

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At noon, Li Buxian, Gu Qingzhuo, Meng Xing and other members of the Zhenwu Sect returned to Jianchi Peak. When Liu Shiyun saw Meng Xing returning to the sect, he followed everyone back, which surprised everyone.

Liu Shiyun has always been alone. Even when he goes down the mountain to practice, he is often alone. He didn't expect that he would come back with everyone this time, which was the first time in history.

This made Gu Qingzhuo feel jealous again. In order to discuss poetry and calligraphy with Meng Xing, Sister Liu really changed her personality!

So along the way, how Gu Qingzhuo looked at Meng Xing was not pleasing to the eye.

Gu Qingzhuo couldn't understand why Xiao Yuluo was nice to Meng Xing, so why did this Senior Sister Liu do the same? Could it be that Meng Xing was poured into ecstasy soup?

If this guy has no appearance, he is also a scumbag in combat power. Except for a little talent, a little cleverness, and a little experience in solving cases, nothing else compares to him.

Why would this guy be favored by two arrogant women, but it was on his head?

Gu Qingzhuo was really unconvinced, but he never thought of any way to suppress Meng Xing.

Back at Jianchi Peak, Meng Xing's life was as usual again. He chopped firewood for an hour in the morning, and spent the rest of the time fishing. He went down the mountain and brushed the system. In the afternoon, he went to practice with Xiao Yuluo. .

As for the flesh wound on Meng Xing's body, it's not a problem at all, it will be fine in a few days.

Every day, Meng Xing took out the flowerpot in the small copper, watered the flower tree, and teased the magical leaves of the flower tree.

The colorful leaves would gently caress his hand, revealing kindness to him.

The bizarre flower tree has always maintained a height of one meter seven, and its leaves will not fall. Even in a space magic weapon like Xiaotong, it will not wither, and its vitality is extremely strong.

Sometimes, Liu Shiyun would also ask Meng Xing for poetry and calligraphy, and Meng Xing generally handled it casually.

However, when Xiao Yuluo found out, he was greatly surprised. He didn't expect that the talent that Senior Sister Liu admired was actually Meng Xing.

She really did not expect that Meng Xing's poetry and calligraphy were also so good, which made her impressed again.

This afternoon, Xiao Yuluo did not go to practice, and asked Meng Xing to play the piano for himself in the yard.

Liu Shiyun also came and wanted to listen to Meng Xing's tune.

At the end of the song, Xiao Yuluo became interested and said, Meng Xing, how about writing a poem for us? The title is not limited.

She wanted to see how Meng Xing wrote poetry.

Liu Shiyun's expression moved when she heard the words, and her beautiful eyes were also filled with light and anticipation.

Senior sister, do you think you want to write poetry, so you write poetry? I'm not one of those talented people who read poetry and books. I have to practice with you every day, so I don't have much time for reading. Meng Xing said.

I think you are deliberately rejecting it. Xiao Yuluo snorted.

It's okay to write poetry. However, if you want to make me a table of delicious food, ten dishes and one soup, you can't do anything less. Meng Xing said.

Poems made easily are worthless, and Senior Sister Xiao has to pay some price.

Meng Xing has an abacus in his heart.

Everyone has a fair deal, so that you can come and go, otherwise it will be boring.

Xiao Yuluo had a smile on his face and said, Okay, you wrote a good poem, and I will make a table of good dishes for you to eat.

Then it's settled. Take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Meng Xing said.

I'll get it. Xiao Yuluo left the pavilion.

At this time, the courtyard door opened, and a handsome young man stepped in, walked into the pavilion, saw Liu Shiyun, and said, Liu Shimei, so you are really here.

Liu Shiyun nodded, his expression indifferent, and said, Brother Yao, what are you looking for from me?

The fair and jade-like melon seed face still reveals a sense of coldness, which is not only beautiful and refined, but also reveals a noble temperament.

The handsome young man said, I'm fine. I just heard that you and a junior brother are talking about poetry and Taoism here, so I wanted to come and listen to it. I have gained a lot of knowledge, and I also met this talented junior brother by the way.

He glanced at Meng Xing with some cold and arrogant eyes, and said, This is Junior Brother Meng who wrote poems at Yuexian Restaurant?

That poem is just a show of ugliness. The younger brother thinks that he is not talented enough to learn, which makes the younger brother laugh. Meng Xing said.

My name is Yao Jianyu, you should know. The handsome young man introduced himself, quite arrogant.

It turned out to be Senior Brother Yao who has already been accepted as a true disciple by the Peak Master. The first time we met, Senior Brother Yao was indeed a dragon and a phoenix, much stronger than our outer disciples. Meng Xing said.

The handsome young Yao Jianyu's expression froze. This guy is actually seeing him for the first time, and he can't even recognize him. This shows that his image has not reached the level that Jianchi Peak is well-known, and his influence is still too small.

It seemed that this junior and junior fellow had to know how to behave properly.

Yao Jianyu also had some regrets. He knew that Junior Sister Liu liked to write poetry. In order to make Junior Sister Liu look at him, he would go outside and search for some poems for Liu Shiyun to appreciate.

However, the poems found this time turned out to be written by an outer sect junior brother, and Liu Shimei also happened to know that she was particularly fond of this outer sect junior brother, and sometimes went to the outer sect junior brother to talk about poetry and calligraphy.

When Yao Jianyu heard this, he suddenly felt like he had shot himself in the foot, feeling that he had done something very stupid.

It is really unbearable to let her communicate with other people after trying to communicate with the junior sister without success.

Yao Jianyu sat down, saw Meng Xing sitting in front of the guqin, and said, Junior brother Meng still plays the qin?

A little bit. Meng Xing said.

But Liu Shiyun said, Junior Brother Meng's piano sound is superb. The song Liang Zhu just now is really touching, even Junior Sister Xiao is ashamed.

Yao Jianyu's face was a little ugly. Junior Sister Liu praised this guy's piano skills so much. He wanted to see if he could embarrass him.

At this time, Xiao Yuluo walked in, saw Yao Jianyu, and said strangely, Brother Yao, why are you here?

Well, let's watch Junior Sister Liu and Junior Brother Meng talk about poetry and Taoism, and they will gain a lot of insight. Yao Jianyu resisted the unpleasant look on his face and said.

Oh! Just right, Junior Brother Meng is going to compose a poem. Senior Brother Yao, your knowledge is not low. Please give him a comment later to see how he does it. Xiao Yuluo said.

With that said, Xiao Yuluo placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table and began to study ink.

Yao Jianyu's heart moved: Writing poetry? I want to see if this guy can do it. Anyway, just give him a bad review later.

He naturally knows that even a person who has read poetry and books, it is not so easy to write poetry, as long as it is a little flawed, it may be laughable and generous.

At this moment, naturally, I want to see Meng Xing's good show.