Typewriter becomes a daily practice

In the spring when the grass grows and the warblers fly, even the wind brings warmth to the face, and there is a lot of noise not far away, with cheers accompanied by gongs and drums, and it is very lively.

Hu You was lying on the roof with his legs crossed, his head was buzzing. Just as he watched the young master take the elixir and successfully retreat and re-form the elixir with a face full of relief, the dilapidated hole in his cave appeared in front of his eyes. The small door, he pushed it open, and it was the same as before, what he saw was his rudimentary cave, he thought what if he went back to the cave and went out again, what would he do if he accidentally entered the messy world?

So Hu You made a good plan. He planned to practice here for a period of time. He has been in this place for more than seven years. He watched the young man obtain the strange fire through adventures, and watched the young man become an excellent alchemist. Then he silently revealed the news that the young man's master was dying. It was impossible for Hu You to be dying, but the young man hurried back and guarded his master to eat all kinds of pills.

Now the young man has finally refined the elixir that saved his master's life. Hu You also has his own small world here. Hu You is a person who can enjoy himself. He will not wrong himself, unceremoniously opened a cave in Guangyuan Mountain, and then set up a gathering of spirits and so on.

After the young master formed the alchemy again, Hu You looked down and saw that his wrinkled hands had become smooth and tender. You can practice here again, and there are few high-level monks who are more powerful than him. Wang is completely fine, he is simply too beautiful, so of course Hu You wants to stay a little longer.

However, Hu You never imagined that this stay is not what he wants to stay there, and he will follow the broken wooden door wherever he goes. If he sits down and meditates, the little wooden door will look like he has become a spirit , would knock him on the head from time to time, just to prevent him from cultivating.

Realizing that he really didn't have an easy life, Hu You could only resign himself to his fate and pushed open the wooden door and stepped in. As a result, he opened the wooden door and changed the world directly. I have no temper, but my head is a little dizzy.

So Hu You casually found a roof to lie down on, and while he was lying down, he swept his consciousness around. In this sweep, he didn't see a single person with cultivation, but in the noisy place not far away, he was doing something. A thing that Hu You had never heard of in the cultivation world - martial arts contest to recruit relatives.

On the large arena, two thick men in bunts are punching you and answering each other with a kick. Hu You thought it was a bit interesting to watch it. Although this place is full of ordinary people, these tricks are still very interesting. Some people There was still some true energy flowing in his body, and listening to the crowd talking, Hu You knew that although the mortals in this place had no cultivation, they had kung fu and internal strength.

People with high internal strength can also fly over walls. Hu You looked a little excited, and saw the two people on the ring back and forth doing tricks. Hu You had never seen those tricks before. Hu You tried to practice in the sea. After reading it again, interest flashed in his eyes.

Soon the winner was decided in the ring, and at this moment, another guy who looked a bit weak came up on the stage. Hu You knew that this guy had no internal skills, and obviously he didn't know much. .

Hu You was thinking, why is this frail guy so courageous?I was afraid that I was going to lose, and then I heard that the crowd started talking after seeing this guy.

It turned out that this frail guy was called Mr. Jiang, and he was a teacher in the small town. He said that he was a teacher, but he had only just passed the Juren exam.

This pair of childhood sweethearts has actually been in love for a long time, but in this dynasty where the courts are weak, the city lord is not happy to have such a weak son-in-law. The city lord only has such a daughter, and he hopes to recruit a son-in-law with strong martial arts.

That's why they beat mandarin ducks with clubs, and even set up a ring to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives.

Hu You sounded interesting, and wanted to see how many blows this Mr. Jiang could take. To Hu You's surprise, Mr. Jiang didn't know martial arts, but he could speak, and with a single mouth, he could turn death into life.

As soon as he came on stage, he first asked why the man he was fighting with came to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. The man said, of course it was to go to the bride.

Mr. Jiang asked, do you know the bride?Do you know why there have been martial arts contests since ancient times?Do you know the meaning behind this competition to recruit relatives?

The man was a little strange when asked, so he asked Mr. Jiang why?

Mr. Jiang narrated by citing scriptures and classics, as if teaching in a school, speaking at a steady pace and with a calm expression.

The man was overjoyed when he heard it: "Then according to what you said, if I was lucky enough to win, would I still jump into the pit of fire?"

"Exactly!" Mr. Jiang replied frankly.

The man looked like a man of reckless origin. Seeing Mr. Jiang's appearance, he scratched his head, then laughed loudly, stepped forward and patted Mr. Jiang on the shoulder: "For the first time, I can't bear to listen to you scholars talking nonsense. , I’ll hand you over to you brother! If that’s the case, I’ll go down first, and I hope you embrace the beauty!”

Mr. Jiang raised his hands when he heard the words, his eyes were firm, and his face was full of determination: "That's natural. I will send a wedding invitation to my brother when I marry my wife someday!"

"Okay, okay!" The man said yes, and walked off the ring with a smile. The people onlookers all applauded. At this moment, no one came to the ring to meet him.

Didn’t Mr. Gangjiang say it all?The hairy children all know the saying that it is better to tear down a temple than a marriage, so they don't go up to join in the fun.

Hu You, who watched the whole process, felt happy, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw that this frail scholar really became the champion of the martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

In the end, Mr. Jiang naturally embraced the beauty, and by virtue of his knowledge, he won three yuan in a row. During the palace examination, the emperor called him a talent from heaven, and then he immediately named Mr. Jiang the number one scholar, and made Mr. Jiang a small one. Not young but with a useful official position, the city owner had to admire this frail son-in-law.

Two years later, Mr. Jiang gave birth to a big fat boy, who was round and fleshy like a Fuwa, and Mr. Jiang walked more and more smoothly in the officialdom.

Five years later, Mr. Jiang became the youngest prime minister in the current dynasty. However, there was an unexpected situation. Mr. Jiang was a knife for the court to attack the Jianghu. .

Only when Mr. Jiang climbed to this position did he realize that the court had already planted spies in all the major sects in the Jianghu, planning for a long time to weaken the power in the Jianghu.

With Mr. Jiang's ingenuity, he naturally knows how risky his position is. Mr. Jiang can disregard his own life, but it is impossible to disregard the lives of his wife and children.

Mr. Jiang originally wanted to find a way out for himself, but he already had no way out. If he resigned, his wife and children would surely die. His childhood sweetheart wife knew him best, but this smart woman had a gentle face. Stretching out his hand with a handkerchief to wipe the dense sweat off Mr. Jiang's forehead, he spoke gently but firmly: "Sir, shall we send Jin'er to my junior brother? It is said that Jin'er died of illness..."

"My lady..." Mr. Jiang was stunned. He understood what his wife meant, and his eyes showed sorrow. His wife slowly held Mr. Jiang's hand with one hand, and then clasped her fingers together, and said slowly: "Mr. Remember what Xianggong said when we got married?"

"Birth is the same quilt, and death is the same acupuncture point." Mr. Jiang said, his eyes turned red.

His wife clasped Mr. Jiang's hand, and raised a smile: "Sanggong still loves to cry like he did when he was a child. In this way, Jin'er is like you. I just sigh that Jin'er will not have a mother like me in his next life..."

Mr. Jiang stretched out his arms to hug his wife, and sighed: "Jiner will not blame you, Jiner will be fine."

After that, Jiang Rongjin, who was only five years old, "died of illness", and there was an extra Xue Jin who followed the big brother of the Tianyuan School.

Xue Jin was brought up by Xue Yannan alone. When Xue Jin was sent to Xue Yannan, she was still a little boy, full of milk, a pair of big eyes, blinking, swollen and red from crying, It looks so pitiful.

The child who has just become the governor seems to understand everything. When Xue Yannan stretched out his hand to Xue Jin and said, "Come, uncle hug", the nurse Xue Jin said in a hoarse voice: "My parents are called I will follow you from now on and treat you like a father."

Xue Yannan nodded, then hugged Xue Jin, tried not to look so fierce, and smiled gently: "Yes, you will treat me like a father from now on."

Xue Jin carefully grabbed Xue Yannan's lapel and asked, "Then you will be my last father, okay? Don't throw me to others, okay? I will be very good."

Xue Yannan, who was so prosperous in the rivers and lakes, that anyone who met him would call him Master Xue, immediately put away his flirtatious air, and his heart softened. He nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, I will... Will never throw you to someone else."

After hearing this, Xue Jin, the milk dumpling, blinked her big eyes, let go of the hand that was holding Xue Yannan's lapel, then put her hand around Xue Yannan's neck, and said softly, "Daddy, hug."

At this moment, after experiencing all kinds of martial arts in this lifeless mortal world, Hu You, who was already a little bored, felt his palms warm again.

Originally, Hu You thought that Mr. Jiang might be the key to his leaving, but after following Mr. Jiang for many years, nothing unusual happened, so Hu You could only wander around, but kept a touch of consciousness to pay attention to Mr. Jiang. After sending his son away, Hu You instinctively felt that something was wrong, and protected Xue Jin's milk dumpling all the way to Xue Yannan's place. Sure enough, he guessed right.

Hu You was overjoyed that he was going to leave this place without aura, but obviously Hu You took it for granted.

The author has something to say: Don't worry, this short story is about Xue Yannan x Xue Jin, if you mind, you can skip two chapters, okay!Comparing my heart!What a witty elder I am!

【small theater】

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