How to break the trumpet of Yunlu dressed as your own after a good night's sleep

The next day, the inn room.

Shen Heyu was writing at the desk with a serious expression.

He originally wanted to travel by himself to see the scenery of the wilderness, but he didn't expect to meet Mu Nan, but he asked Mu Nan's wishes, and Mu Nan expressed his willingness to travel with him, so as to be with each other so that the road would not be too much. alone.So Shen Heyu wrote the travel plan here early in the morning.

Mu Nan rushed in with a food box: "Come and have breakfast, the breakfast sold at the inn looks really good!"

The people of Tianchao will never forget to eat wherever they go, and people's livelihood issues cannot be delayed because of crossing.

Shen Heyu didn't move, and continued to write on the paper.

Mu Nan leaned over to poke him: "It's time to eat." Dao Chang's handwriting is good, but it's a bit difficult to distinguish traditional characters.

"Travel plan and things to buy later... Huh? Sorry, I didn't notice you're back." Shen Heyu focused on things, always forgetting the time when writing, and following her own thoughts.

Shen Heyu has been an upright seedling since he was a child, he abides by etiquette, eats without saying a word, eats quietly, and then feeds a bunch of pets quietly.But Mu Nan is different. He watches TV while eating, watches TV and watches cell phones and tablets, and while eating, he watches American dramas complaining about 233333. When eating is so easy to communicate, he feels uncomfortable if he doesn’t talk.

So it became Mu Nan who ate and balabala talked, and Shen Heyu ate in silence.

"I was stopped by a Taoist priest just now, saying that my Yintang was black and bloody. Just kidding, I was already disfigured yesterday. It must be a magic stick trying to cheat me out of money."

"This pickled cucumber is so refreshing."

"Just now I met people from Xianju, several of them greeted me, but I don't even remember who they were! But I still smiled at them and said 'Good morning' and left, am I smart!"

"I'm so witty! Hahaha!"

"Why don't you talk to me?"

It's easy to be cold when you talk to no one, okay!

Shen Heyu put down the bowl and chopsticks after eating, with a serious face: "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

Mu Nan looked disgusted: "When eating is a good time for people to exchange feelings!" In our place, before eating, we have to take a photo and post it on Weibo.

"Easy to choke on."

"No, I... cough, cough, cough!" Mu Nan coughed violently, almost spraying the porridge he just drank on the table.

Shen Heyu reached out and patted Mu Nan on the back to help him relax, with an expression of "you see I said it".

It's really eloquent, ah, eloquent.

After the meal, Shen Heyu showed Mu Nan the travel plan he had written, including the clothes and medicines to buy, where he planned to stay for a few days, everything was detailed.

"I have never traveled far before, and I wanted to take a look at it casually, but I didn't expect to meet you. Since we are traveling together, we must plan carefully."

Naturally, Mu Nan has no objections, there is always a travel plan, and according to what Little Lolita Senior Sister said earlier, he will not be able to return to Xianju for a year or so.

"Just look at it, I'll mess with you."

Regarding Mu Nan's high level of trust, Shen Heyu smiled back: "I can't just go to the places I like, right? What about you? What kind of places do you like to go?"

Hmm...Munan bit his nails and thought about the hidden scenery post on the forum. He just wanted to say that it was wrong to go to the Poppy Garden. How could people with amnesia remember famous scenic spots.

"I was negligent." Shen Heyu said as he picked up a booklet from the side and handed it to him, "The Wilderness Illustrated Book, take a look, is there anything you like?"

Oh, Daoist, a caring boy.

Mu Nan took it and flipped through it twice, and found that there were maps of various regions in the Great Wilderness, as well as iconic buildings, scenic spots, and food.

"Wangchuan Town...Peony Town! Um...and Mudu Town! By the way, there is also Liuyundu to eat! Sea! Fresh!"

Mu Nan ordered the names of places in the illustration book like ordering food, and Shen Heyu immersed himself in writing and drawing up the route map.

The Taoist priest writes good handwriting, and Mu Nan is very envious watching it. Alas, if I go up to write, I might be exposed. I can learn simplified Chinese characters, and I can’t use a brush. I think I had the opportunity to learn soft writing when I was young. Calligraphy with a pen is pretending to be x, but my brother didn't cherish it, so he insisted on going out to climb trees and over walls with his friends.

Alas, I don't know what happened to my parents, and I still want to go home to eat ribs during the holidays. I must have failed at school, right?I hope that my death is not too ugly, and I don’t want to scare my roommate. If I die, it will be so scary, and they will have no way to live.

Shen Heyu looked up and saw Mu Nan staring at his handwriting, thinking that Yunlu's disciples had always been good at all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, could it be that his writing was not good enough to make people laugh at him?But Shen Heyu checked it, but didn't find a typo or grammatical error, so the Taoist priest handed over a pen: "Brother Mu, do you want to give me some pointers?"

Mu Nan could fly out of the Milky Way, so how could he listen carefully to what the Daoist said: "You don't have one and two here, where do I mean?"

Shen Heyu: "..." I was thinking too much.

Mu Nan hurriedly clasped his hands in front of his chest as a sign of worship: "Master Taoist, your handwriting is so beautiful!"

Shen Heyu had no choice but to politely say thank you for the compliment.

Boy, your acting skills are so exaggerated.