Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

Nightingale leaned over, and he lay beside Chun Geng, staring curiously at the bamboo slips.

"Cold and summer..."

While Jiang Xiaozhou was still reading, Yeying touched Chun Geng and pointed to the small carving knife in his hand.

Chun Geng was taken aback, and gave the small carving knife to Nightingale.

In fact, Nightingale was right to look for Chun Geng. If he was poor and broke the branches, he would only give him a blank stare.

Qiongzhezhi is completely different from Chun Geng. Chun Geng has a sense of devotion like the Virgin. Even if he has nothing, he will try his best to meet the needs of others.However, it is different for the poor and broken branches. It is very difficult to take out what is given to him.

Using the bamboo slips and carving knife from spring plowing, Nightingale compared the character "Han" written by Qiong Zhezhi just now, and after pondering for a moment, she displayed the engraved characters in a showy manner.

When Bailifeng saw it, he immediately let out a laughing voice. The carving made by Nightingale was exactly the same as that of Qiongzhezhi, both at the kindergarten level.

Jiang Xiaozhou smiled, and showed Nightingale the handwriting written by Bailifeng: "Follow this."

Nightingale took a closer look. Although he was illiterate, he could tell that Bailifeng's handwriting was extremely beautiful, like a singing phoenix, extremely free and easy and bright, exuding a vigorous and upward vigor.

In contrast, the handwriting written by Jiang Xiaozhou is much more ordinary, it is just standard and error-free, there is nothing particularly outstanding, and there is no distinctive personal characteristic like Bailifeng.

Bailifeng heard that he wanted to teach two illiterate children to read and write, so she volunteered to be a textbook, and Jiang Xiaozhou agreed, so the current situation came about.

Nightingale curled her lips, and carved it according to Bailifeng's handwriting.

It took longer this time. After all, he had lost all his spiritual power, and it was a bit reluctant to use the strength of his hands to carve characters. However, after half a stick of incense, he showed Jiang Xiaozhou the bamboo slips he had engraved.

The writing on it is exactly the same as that written by Bailifeng. When the two are put together, except for the aura contained in it, it is almost indistinguishable.

"..." Nightingale opened his mouth, although he still didn't say anything as before, but his expression was very arrogant, and Jiang Xiaozhou could guess it.

"awesome."

Jiang Xiaozhou boasted a few words casually.

Nightingale was even more complacent. He had suffered many blows from Jiang Xiaozhou, and this was the first time he heard him praise himself.

Jiang Xiaozhou asked: "Are you also illiterate?"

Nightingale nodded proudly.

He was born in poverty, not even as poor as a broken branch, and later went to Seven Star Island. Naturally, that kind of place would not teach him to read and write, so he was also a little illiterate.

But he is very good at imitating, as long as he has seen it, he can perfectly imitate it, so he inherited Raven's soul bell.

Jiang Xiaozhou beckoned, and asked the boy to prepare another set of bamboo slips and a carving knife, and gave them to Chun Geng.

"This word reads cold..." Jiang Xiaozhou said: "The coming of cold and the coming of summer are Li Hanxing's cold."

Nightingale's eyes lit up, she opened her mouth and screamed, seeing Jiang Xiaozhou's unsure appearance, she patted the stone table violently, and then jumped up in pain from the rebound.

Bailifeng squinted her eyes and slapped the table in front of me?

Nightingale immediately apologized, then pointed at Li Hanxing's room with the word "Han", and pointed at herself.

"Do you want to know how to write your name?" Jiang Xiaozhou asked.

Nightingale nodded frantically.

Jiang Xiaozhou: "But I don't know your name."

Nightingale pointed to her mouth and looked at him eagerly.

Jiang Xiaozhou asked lightly: "Have you thought about what to say?"

Nightingale froze suddenly, he hesitated for a while, then nodded firmly.

Jiang Xiaozhou's fingertips were pressed against his lips. Nightingale's lips were cooler than ordinary people's, but still soft, like rose petals.

A gust of spiritual energy rushed into his throat, and Nightingale opened her mouth, making an ahhh sound.

"What's your name?"

"Ahem...Nightingale."

Nightingale, who hadn't spoken for a long time, rubbed her throat. After such a long time, her own voice was actually a little strange.

Jiang Xiaozhou engraved the word "Nightingale" and asked:

"My brother's name is Yanyue on Seven Star Island?" Nightingale revealed this name before, and Jiang Xiaozhou remembered it.

Nightingale said: "If the person carrying out the mission with me is your younger brother, yes, his name is Yanyue now."

"When did he join Seven Star Island?"

Nightingale shook her head: "I don't know, he was already there when I went in, and he was a three-star disciple."

"What do you mean by three-star disciple?"

Nightingale sorted out the language and explained the strength division of Seven Star Island.

Jiang Xiaozhou was a little surprised that Nightingale, who was reluctant to speak no matter how intimidating or lures she was, opened her mouth so easily.

Perhaps this is the power of knowledge.

While listening, Jiang Xiaozhou handed him the bamboo slip with the words "Nightingale" engraved on it.

The two characters of Zhongzheng Pinghe are a bit different from what he imagined, not as flamboyant and flamboyant as Bailifeng wrote, but with soft brushstrokes, like a calm sea.

Nightingale touched the two unfamiliar words in a daze.

"Would you be so kind to Yanyue?" He asked suddenly.

Bailifeng sneered, crossed his legs and said casually: "Xiaoyue...you can't imagine how kind he is to Xiaoyue."

Bai Lifeng has no doubt that Xiaozhou will dedicate everything to her younger brother, including her life.

However, he also understands that this is a kind of pure family affection, just like his father's affection for him, so there is no need to envy him.

He wants to be an important person in another sense of Xiaozhou.

If one day, Jiang Xiaozhou wants to die for his younger brother, he hopes that Xiaozhou can survive for himself.

Hearing Yeying's question, Jiang Xiaozhou glanced at him lightly: "He is Jiang Jinyue, not Yanyue."

Nightingale was as silent as a cicada.

Jiang Xiaozhou had no intention of intimidating the little illiterate, and said to him: "If you want to learn too, sit over there."

Bai Lifeng stood up: "He can sit here with me, I'm going to find Young Master Li."

Jiang Xiaozhou nodded. It was actually expected that Bailifeng knew Li Hanxing.

After Bailifeng left, Nightingale sat in his place.

I only heard Qiong Zhezhi eagerly asking: "Then how to write Qiong Zhezhi?"

Jiang Xiaozhou wrote down Qiong Zhezhi again, and he asked, "Your name...who came up with it?"

"My master." Poor Zhezhi looked at him like a child waiting to eat candy: "Before I met him, I had no name."

He asked again, "Is that a good name?"

"It's pretty good." Jiang Xiaozhou said slowly: "...the flowers are ready to be broken, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches."

Poor Zhezhi laughed: "My master is also very kind to me. He gave me a steamed stuffed bun, gave me the position of head, and inherited my cultivation... and gave me a good name."

After Jiang Xiaozhou gave him his name, he took the initiative to write Chun Geng's name and handed it to him.

"You have the same surname as Brother Li, so these two characters are your name."

"Thank you, Master." Chun Geng whispered while holding the bamboo slips.

He is the kind of person who will never make a request. If Jiang Xiaozhou wants to take care of him, he has to spend more energy.

Qiong Zhezhi asked: "Is he your apprentice?"

"Yes."

"Wow, what a pity, I still want him to join my Broken Knife Sect, but since he is your apprentice, senior brother, it doesn't make any difference!" He said flatteredly, "We have half of the Broken Knife Clan now. "

According to his calculation, from two people to three people, it is indeed half more.

Poor Zhezhi thought for a while, then looked at Nightingale: "What about you, would you like to join me in Duandaomen?"

Nightingale sneered: "What is Broken Knife Gate? I am a three-star disciple of Seven Star Island!"

Qiong Zhezhi said angrily: "I am the head of Duan Dao Sect, you don't even know Duan Dao Sect...the Duan Dao Sect is number one in the world!"

"Seven Star Island is number one in the world!"

Poor Zhezhi slapped the broken knife on the table: "Say it again?!"

"Is it amazing that you have a knife?!"

Chun Geng looked at them in horror.

Jiang Xiaozhou knocked on the table: "Quiet."

Nightingale shrank into a quail immediately, and looked at him with a groaning look.

"Do you still want to learn?" Jiang Xiaozhou felt like a teacher who adjusted children's conflicts, but his temper was not that good: "Nightingale, you better cherish the opportunity to speak."

Nightingale: "...um."

"Zhouzhi, don't be sorry for this knife."

Qiongzhezhi muttered, put away the knife: "Senior brother, I'm sorry..."

They finally stopped for a while.

Jiang Xiaozhou continued to teach, and he found that he really couldn't give Nightingale a chance to speak. Nightingale is a living barbarian, and she talks too much.

His startled voice was all around his ears.

Jiang Xiaozhou said that the fruit is precious and the vegetables are mustard and ginger. He said: "Why is the most precious fruit plum? I don't like to eat plums. They don't taste good at all. It doesn't matter who planted the plums." Dry!"

Jiang Xiaozhou talked about the sea salty and the river fresh, and the scales submerged and the feathers soaring, he said, "Have you ever seen the sea? The outside of Qixing Island is full of sea water, and the sea water is extremely unpalatable..."

Jiang Xiaozhou said that Mingfeng was in Zhu and Baiju food court, and he said: "Wow, why is the word white written like this, why is the color white, who stipulated it... I still think black is the best!"

Poor and branch angry: "No one cares what color you like, okay?"

"What's none of your business?!"

Although he talks a lot, he is the fastest learner, and Qiong Zhezhi can barely keep up with him, but Qiong Zhezhi always imitates cats and tigers, and his learning is so-so. Out of every penny of Jiang Xiaozhou.

Even if Jiang Xiaozhou asked a question suddenly, he could answer it casually, not at all like he just knew these words.

In contrast, spring plowing is much slower.

When Nightingale was describing the scenery and acting as a virtuous person, restraining his thoughts as a sage, and tirelessly arguing, he was still grinding out the words "Lv Lu Tiaoyang".

Jiang Xiaozhou saw him in a daze, and asked softly, "What's the matter, Chun Geng?"

Nightingale stopped chattering immediately, and her cheeks twitched. He had never heard Jiang Xiaozhou speak to him in such a tone, and suddenly felt a little sour.

Chun Geng said: "I think it makes a lot of sense. Leap is more than a year old, and Lu Lu is tuned to the sun. It's not just that planting depends on the right time and place. Whether it's cultivation or what you do, it's best to follow a certain law, but that kind of The rules are very difficult to fathom...Master, I was just talking casually."

"well said."

Jiang Xiaozhou patted his head, the law he said was actually the way of heaven.

What Nightingale and Poor Zhezhi have learned is only superficiality, and only he has realized that Taoism follows nature from it.

The author has something to say:

Why do I have so much fun writing such trivial things?

reflect on...

In short, it's not my fault, it's because Xiaozhou is filled with a kind of motherly brilliance with children!