Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

This kind of tacit understanding between the same kind made the atmosphere suddenly ambiguous, and Meng Yanzhi was flirting with him.

In his previous life, Wang Ding was an otaku, taciturn and solitary, and never mixed in circles. He lacked the experience of being teased and hinted by a handsome guy he just met. When he encountered such a situation, he was a little at a loss.

The breeze is gentle, the scenery is picturesque, and the man standing in front of him is a handsome man with a gentle manner. If it weren’t for the book, it would be great—no, if he met such a man with such good conditions in reality, he would not be happy. Dare, he is cowardly.

But how to answer is also a matter of knowledge, he doesn't want to make himself appear sentimental, and he can't pretend to be ignorant, Wang Ding thought for a while, and said frankly: "Mr. Meng is right, but reliable people are not so easy to find. "

Meng Yanzhi was not disappointed with his answer, but instead showed a smile of approval, "Brother Wang's concerns are also reasonable. I believe that time will tell people's hearts, and even love at first sight can last for a long time."

These words are quite straightforward, except for saying "Guardian Zuo, I fell in love with you at first sight".

Wang Ding's iceberg face turned a little red in an instant, and he was thinking about how to deal with it when he suddenly heard a commotion behind him.

"Get out of the way!"

Accompanied by an inexplicably familiar voice, someone rushed from behind. Before he could react, he was pushed abruptly, and he and Meng Yanzhi were directly bumped to both sides of the road.

When he stood still, he saw that it was a beggar who bumped into him.

This person seemed to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was dirty and his facial features could not be seen, the clothes on his body were patched at least two or three times, he was wearing a strange little hat, and worn out tattered straw sandals.

At this moment, he also fell to the side of the road due to the huge impact force, and he was rubbing his feet with a grin, completely ignoring the two people he hit.

Before Wang Ding could speak, Meng Yanzhi came over first.

He cared: "Brother Wang, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wang Ding saw a large black handprint on Meng Yanzhi's shoulder, which was extremely clear and conspicuous on his white robe made of high-quality material, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Brother Meng, you Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Meng Yanzhi followed Wang Ding's gaze and looked over his shoulder, almost killing him, a clean freak.

He was a little angry: "What's the matter with you? Don't you apologize for hitting someone?"

The little beggar turned her head when she heard his accusation, and replied calmly while rubbing her feet, "I didn't mean it either, there's a dog chasing me."

"Where's the dog?" Wang Ding asked.

The little beggar looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, "Let's run away."

Wang Ding: "..."

"You!" Meng Yanzhi was annoyed by his indifferent attitude, and was about to step forward to educate the little beggar, but was stopped by Wang Ding.

"Forget it, we don't have the same knowledge as beggars." Wang Ding advised him.

"Since I'm fine, I'm leaving." The little beggar patted the dirt on his body and waved to them, "Goodbye."

After speaking, he disappeared into the bustling street in a flash.

"Brother Wang, you are too kind." Meng Yanzhi had no choice but to say, "If you don't teach him a lesson, he will know nothing about the heights of heaven and earth."

Wang Ding said with a smile: "Forget it, let's go to protect the right and them."

After this unexpected situation, the charming atmosphere between Wang Ding and Meng Yanzhi was completely destroyed. They did not continue the previous topic, and Mr. Meng, who was obsessed with cleanliness, was not in the mood to continue shopping, and was anxious to return to Emei. Pie change clothes.

They found Bian Jiangling and Wu Binglian, and the four went to the Emei School.

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The patriarch of the Emei School is a strange woman. It is said that because she could not marry the one she loved, she chose not to marry for life and came to Mount Emei to establish the Emei School.

Since then, the Emei School has established a rule that the head of the sect is not allowed to get married, and the rest of the disciples have no strict requirements.Most of the disciples of the Emei School are good at martial arts and heroic, and they have always been good marriage partners for heroes from various schools in the world.

The Emei School is built on the top of Mount Emei. It is majestic and elegant, showing the feminine beauty of exclusive women everywhere.

In front of the hall, Meng Yanzhi went back to Lan Yuan where he lived to change clothes, while Wang Ding and Bian Jiangling followed Wu Binglian with the hero card to pay a visit to Mrs. Nian Ci.

Mount Emei is beautiful, surrounded by clouds and mist, and there are many spirit monkeys living in the mountains. But early forties.

She is holding a dust whisk and wearing a plain Taoist robe, sitting at the main seat drinking tea.

Master Nian Ci was worthy of being an old Jianghu, seeing that it was not the leader of the Demon Cult but the protectors of the left and right sides, he did not show any dissatisfaction, he still greeted the guests politely, and asked his disciples to serve tea to the guests.

Bian Jiangling clasped his fists, "The leader has something to do, so he asked his subordinates to participate in this event on his behalf. Please forgive me, Master."

"What are you talking about?" Master Nian Citai smiled faintly, "Bian Daxia is young and talented, and this old nun welcomes you without any hesitation."

As she said that, she looked at Wang Ding, "Will Daxia Wang also come to participate in the martial arts conference this time?"

Wang Ding cupped his hands, "This time I am accompanying Protector You to watch this event."

Don't worry, I'm not interested in your white lotus.

"So that's how it is. The two heroes will rest for a while. Someone will bring dinner to the room. Tomorrow night, the poor nun will host a banquet to welcome all the heroes." Master Nian Ci looked as usual, and ordered Wu Binglian, "Binglian, you bring The two heroes live in the plum garden."

Wu Binglian was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Yes, master."

Wang Ding thought to himself, is there something wrong with Meiyuan?Why did Wu Binglian react that way?

After exchanging greetings with Master Nian Ci with a smile on his face, the two followed Wu Binglian to the Plum Garden.

Under Wu Binglian's introduction, Wang Ding probably understood why she had that reaction before.

There are four yards where Emei sent guests to live, divided into plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

The plum garden has the best environment and the highest standard. There are only three rooms in the small courtyard, and it is a place to entertain distinguished guests; the orchid garden is next, with five rooms, and it is a place to entertain high-class guests; the bamboo garden and the chrysanthemum garden are large. The conditions are not as good as Meiyuan and Lanyuan, which are places for entertaining ordinary guests.

The head of the Kunlun faction didn't come, and his son Meng Yanzhi lived in Lanyuan, so this arrangement was very reasonable.According to this arrangement, if Nie Haoyang was absent, Wang Ding and Bian Jiangling would at most live in Lanyuan, but Master Nian Ci arranged for them to live in Meiyuan, which is indeed surprising.

While talking, the three of them came to the quiet orchid garden. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they could smell the fragrance of orchids. Surrounded by rockery and leaning against green bamboos, there were large orchids planted on the ground, with different colors and very beautiful.

"Good place." Bian Jiangling praised, "It's beautiful."

"Thank you," Wu Binglian said with a smile, "I don't come here often either."

There is a small two-story building in Orchid Garden, which is very delicate.

"This small building has three guest rooms and one hall." Wu Binglian introduced, "One room downstairs and two rooms upstairs."

Bian Jiangling said: "Then Lao Wang and I live upstairs, okay?"

Wu Binglian covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm afraid not."

Wang Ding: "Why?"

"A room upstairs has been occupied by Mr. Su." Wu Binglian said, "The two of you can only separate."

"Master Su?" Wang Ding had a bad feeling, "It can't be..."

"it's me."

Suddenly the upstairs window opened, and a slender white figure jumped down and stood in front of several people.

The sweet-scented osmanthus is lightly fragrant, elegant and handsome as jade.

It's a pity that the stomach is black, Wang Ding thought, rolling his eyes.

"Ahem, I'm sleeping downstairs!" Bian Jiangling pulled the stunned Wu Binglian into the guest room on the first floor with lightning speed.

Wang Ding: "..."

Damn Bian Jiangling, who betrayed the revolution!

The author has something to say: Meng Yanzhi: I have nothing to say...

Wang Ding: Me too...

Little Beggar: Hehehe