[Comprehensive myth] The widow is sick

Probably speaking to the right appetite, Kong Xuan finally agreed to invite Di Xin to sit down and have a rest.Di Xin also sat across from Kong Xuan very cheekily, admiring the beauties.

——Since I "invented" the chair, I am not afraid of sitting for a long time.

"If there is an enemy general leading an army to beat the pass, what should the general do?" Di Xin asked suddenly.

"Just accept that enemy general." Kong Xuan replied proudly.

"What about the soldiers? Take them too?" Di Xin asked.

"Without the leader of the army, the rest are nothing but scattered sand, nothing to worry about," Kong Xuan replied.

"That is to say, the general has nothing to do with those soldiers?" Di Xin said.

Kong Xuan frowned and said: "Your Majesty is also a Daoist. I am the only Daoist who can't attack ordinary people at will. One or two generals are fine, but thousands of soldiers are not." Now there is no trace of cultivation on Di Xin's body. Presumably there is a treasure to cover it up.Kong Xuan never forgot Wen Taishi's disciple who had little cultivation.

"If the general doesn't fight, but only drives the soldiers to attack the city, even if the general has countless supernatural powers, there is nothing he can do? Not only generals, but people who practice as generals are all trapped by this. In this way, the leader of the army only needs to be proficient in the art of war. , There is no difference whether you know magic spells or have supernatural powers." Di Xin said.

"Wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous to lead the army with such a greedy life and fearful of death?" Kong Xuan said disdainfully.

"Fighting generals in front of the battle are just rules made by people, and they can be changed by people." Di Xin said.

Kong Xuan only frowned, and after a while, he said: "We practitioners, although we can't massacre soldiers' lives, it's okay to cast spells to make them unable to move forward."

Di Xin thought for a while, and said: "The general's words are reasonable, but I don't think enough. However, the general is also the leader of the army, why bother to take everything on him, so hard..." The last sentence, the tone is gentle, Hardly audible.

Di Xin was walking down the street, recalling those staring red phoenix eyes, he was in a good mood.Presumably, all the proud people in this world have a bit of a temperament of being soft rather than hard.If it weren't for the fact that the peacock's cultivation base is too high, once it explodes, no one will suppress it, and it would be very interesting to come and tease it from time to time.

It's rare for Di Xin to take it for a while, and Di Xin doesn't plan to go back to the palace.He's going to go to the market to relive the dandy days of that year.

What are the chances of meeting someone you know when you go out for a stroll?Well, not really people.

After walking for half a day, Di Xin felt hungry, so he went to a restaurant with a good reputation.At the entrance of the restaurant, there is a fortune-telling booth. The fortune teller is an old man with white hair.The old man looked at the immortal demeanor, he still had some cultivation base, so he was not a charlatan.Di Xin glanced at him, his curiosity finally overwhelmed the feeling of emptiness in his stomach.He went up to the second floor on his own, found a seat by the window, and ordered all the signature dishes.

After a while, Di Xin heard a constant commotion outside the window.He looked out and found a circle of people in front of the fortune-telling booth.The fortune teller had a solemn expression, and his right hand was firmly holding a woman's wrist—it was Mr. Wang Guiren.The wrist is where the lifeblood is, and Wang Guiren is just a little demon, his lifeblood has been restrained, and if he can't use all the demon skills, he will be in trouble in an instant.Di Xin was hesitating whether to help the little goblin out of the siege, but seeing that the goblin showed no signs of nervousness, and excitedly said something to the fortune teller, and the fortune teller answered a few words.Between the question and the answer, the fortune teller's expression relaxed a lot.

——Well, let's just wait and see.

That day Di Xin couldn't think of what Wang Guiren could do, so he threw her into the study, but he didn't want to hit her right.This little goblin is smart and eager to learn, and in less than a month, he read half of Di Xin's books.Although there is no unique insight due to experience, there are still many things that I don't understand after reading.This kind of learning speed is finally amazing.

Di Xin checked the little fairy's homework and allowed her to enter and leave the palace at will, except that she was not allowed to harm anyone.The little goblin sees the excitement of the world for the first time, how can she stay idle?She ran out of the palace to play every now and then, and made a lot of jokes. If she hadn't been protected by spells, she would have been caught and sold long ago.

On this day, Wang Guiren passed through the busy market and saw someone queuing in front of a stall.There are no interesting objects in this stall, and there is a dry old man sitting behind the stall-what's the fun in this!

Curious, Wang Guiren ran to the stall to join in the fun.

The fortune teller took advantage of his palmistry to catch Wang Guiren's veins, and shouted: "Fairy!"

"You know I'm a goblin?" Wang Guiren didn't panic, he just looked at the fortune teller in surprise, and said, "You still have some skills!"

The onlookers saw that the fortune teller suddenly grabbed the young and beautiful girl's hand and said she was a goblin, so they couldn't help but doubt the fortune teller's character.When the girl confessed that she was a goblin, those people all backed away in unison, fearing that the goblin would turn violent and hurt others.

"Since you have some skills, let me ask you a few questions!" Wang Guiren ignored the mood of the onlookers and said to himself.Afterwards, she said a few questions she had while reading the book, and stared at the fortune teller with shining eyes.

People who get something from reading want to discuss it with others.Wang Guiren has read a lot of books, gained a lot of experience, and accumulated a lot of questions. Who can she discuss with?Di Xin was able to explain her doubts, but unfortunately, he didn't have the patience to teach her.Hu Ximei paid half of her time to pay attention to the pot, and half of her time to inquire about gossip, she had long forgotten about her sisters.Daji spends most of her time with Di Xin, and she is not interested in those books, so she cannot be the confidant of the nobleman Wang.As for the others, who knows who her nobleman is?

Let's talk about the fortune teller.That Xiangshi's real name is Jiang Shang, and his style name is Ziya. He yearned for immortality since he was a child.He went out to search for immortals when he was young, and was fortunate to have a famous teacher.However, on the way of cultivating immortals, he has no talent, and he opposes the law of leading the army and the strategy of governing the world, and has a high understanding.Among the seniors, he is the best one.The younger generation also overtook him one by one, Jiang Ziya felt depressed, and couldn't help but put more thoughts on "miscellaneous studies".If the Taoism is profound, if you are obsessed with "miscellaneous learning", that is erudition; if the Taoism is mediocre, studying "miscellaneous learning" is not doing your job properly.Jiang Ziya's depression can be imagined when he was criticized as not doing his job properly for what he was good at.This time, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but say a few more words when he heard the goblin's question, which was actually what he was good at.Later, when the goblin asked again, Jiang Ziya was so happy that he put aside the matter of collecting the goblin for a while, and discussed it with Wang Guiren.

After several questions and answers, Jiang Ziya also understood that this goblin didn't have a deep study of this Tao, and his insights were immature, and most of the questions he asked were stupid.However, he had to admit that the talent of this goblin was really good.As long as she understands a matter—even if it's only three points—she can draw inferences about it.Xu Shi never kept those many wise words in his heart. Wang Guiren's thinking is free from the restrictions of those rules and regulations. Most of them are far-fetched, but occasionally there is a little inspiration, which makes people think deeply.

So, the onlookers looked at this goblin, a... goblin way, discussing...something they didn't understand.

"Brother Jiang, I'll find you..." Just as Wang Guiren and Jiang Ziya were discussing in full swing, an inappropriate voice suddenly came.They followed the prestige and saw a white-haired old man walking towards the stall with a smile on his face.

This man is Song Yiren, Jiang Ziya's sworn brother.When Jiang Ziya returned from seeking the Tao, he was already seventy-two.Seeing that he was still alone, Song Yiren couldn't help worrying about him, thinking about finding a wife for this old brother.He should have found a 68-year-old girl surnamed Ma to match his younger brother Jiang.However, under the governance of Emperor Xin, Chaoge City became more and more prosperous. In recent years, the city has been expanded several times. The Ma family girl moved, and Song Yiren never found her.Therefore, Jiang Ziya is still single at this time.However, fate is fate, and Song Yiren still knows that there is such a girl from the Ma family.He was about to ask Jiang Ziya's opinion, but he didn't want to see him, Brother Jiang, holding a girl's hand and having a good conversation.

"Brother Jiang, you... you are..." Song Yiren pointed at Jiang Ziya's hand, his fingers were shaking, and he couldn't speak properly.

Only then did Jiang Ziya realize that he was still holding the goblin's hand.Just now, he regarded her as a goblin, so there is nothing wrong with holding her like this.They talked happily, and he no longer regarded her as a murderous fairy.Looking at it this way, the wrist in his hand is white and delicate.Look at that goblin again, she is beautiful and smart.It's very wrong for him to grab someone's wrist and not let go.

Jiang Ziya hurriedly let go, not wanting the goblin to refuse to let him go.Wang Guiren hurriedly grabbed Jiang Ziya's hand that was about to withdraw with his backhand, and stretched out the other hand.So, she held Jiang Ziya's wrist with one hand, and grabbed his palm with the other—this time, it was Jiang Ziya who was restrained.

Jiang Ziya couldn't help but froze—could this be the goblin's trick?

It's a pity that others don't know Jiang Ziya's embarrassment, they only think that he is very beautiful.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you continue talking?" Wang Guiren shook Jiang Ziya's arm and said.

Because Wang Guiren pulled Jiang Ziya's arm towards him and shook it, the latter's fingers inevitably touched where they shouldn't be.Although Jiang Ziya was controlled by others, he still felt embarrassed.He pulled back his hand vigorously and said, "I, you let go, my brother is here to find me..."

"Is your brother in charge of you?" Wang Guiren squinted at Song Yiren, pouted, and said, "My sister is also in charge of me... well, I'll let you go, and I'll play with you tomorrow~ After finishing speaking, he really let go of Jiang Ziya's hand.

Jiang Ziya put his free hand in front of his chest, saw the goblin stand up again, smiled mischievously, and said, "I am a nobleman, don't forget~" After finishing speaking, he walked away bouncing away.

After Wang Guiren's figure disappeared completely, Song Yi came over and said, "Brother Jiang, that girl just now..." There was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Jiang Ziya has been read by Song Yiren for several days, how could he not know what this brother is thinking?He said helplessly, "That's a goblin!"

"Good girl, why is she a goblin?" Song Yiren said with a smile.He secretly compared this girl with Mrs. Ma, and decided not to mention Mrs. Ma.

Jiang Ziya didn't want to explain the matter of immortals and demons to ordinary people like Song Yiren, so he stopped talking, just packed up the stall and followed him home.