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Kang Tianzhen pissed off Song Wenyuan because he wasn't focused enough on the exercise on the bed. No matter how he jumped up and down to act coquettish and cute, he couldn't get back.

"Don't be angry," Kang Tianzhen patted his head, "I really didn't do it on purpose, I just couldn't bear it."

Song Wenyuan gave him a deadpan look, not wanting to talk to this guy.

Kang Tianzhen thought about it, and took out a mask from his bag, "To express my apology, let the villain wait for you to replenish water?"

Song Wenyuan said coldly, "You stick to it yourself."

That voice was so noble and glamorous that it was so cruel and ruthless and unreasonable. Kang Tianzhen was extremely overwhelmed, curled her lips, thinking that she was just thinking about something unrelated to ooxx, and it's not that she didn't respond to you, her legs were so wide open. It's the same as splitting the fork, what else do you want to do!

Alas, Song Wenyuan, the little goblin, is really spoiled by himself, thanks to being a saint, if he meets Wang Sanxiao who has a bad temper, how dare he get angry?It's a big face to put you in bed!

Speaking of Wang Sanxiao... What's going on between him and that domineering president?The president is quite tall and mighty, what's wrong with him, what makes Wang San laugh so disgusted?

Thinking about it, Kang Tianzhen's mind flew into outer space, his eyes were empty and he was in a state of dementia.

Song Wenyuan glanced at him, so depressed that he almost wanted to throw this thing off the plane, and cleared his throat twice, "Ahem..."

Kang Tianzhen came back to his senses, looked at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly remembered that the little goblin was still angry with him, so he forced a flattering smile, "Don't be angry, I know I was wrong, it's a big deal..."

Song Wenyuan looked at him, "What's the big deal?"

Kang Tianzhen rolled his eyes and made a very generous decision, "Big deal... Next time I do it, I will allow you to think about Senior Brother Zhao Liang... Damn it! What are you doing in broad daylight?"

Song Wenyuan's complexion changed, he grabbed his collar and approached him, astonishing anger burst out from his lacquered eyes, and he lowered his voice, "Kang Tianzhen, are you heartless?"

"What?" Kang Tian was really dumbfounded, staring blankly into his angry eyes, and said dully, "I just...for the sake of fairness..."

Song Wenyuan stared at him without speaking.

Kang Tianzhen pursed his lips, grabbed his hand, pressed it on his chest, and said seriously, "I have a heart, listen, plop plop, this is the heart saying I love you."

Song Wenyuan was stunned, feeling the other person's heartbeat in his palm, Kang Tianzhen's face was extremely serious, his bright eyes were full of plaintive appeals, and he couldn't help but soften his heart, "Don't think that I will forgive you if you say love."

Hearing the looseness in the words, Kang Tianzhen immediately grabbed his hand, touched her face, moaned and rubbed, and whispered, "Don't be angry, Wen Yuanyuan, Tianzhen really loves you."

"It's a mischief!" Song Wenyuan couldn't help laughing.

By the time they got off the plane, the two of them had already returned to the cohesive shameless state. Wang Sanxiao waited outside, biting an unlit cigar. Seeing them coming out, he beckoned, and Kang Tianzhen immediately rushed forward with a big laugh.

The two walked out shoulder to shoulder, Kang Tianzhen asked, "Is that Gan cuisine really delicious?"

"Salty, fresh, rich and mellow, fragrant all over the world," Wang Sanxiao praised, "The signature dish, Yuzhang crispy chicken, tsk tsk, that taste... makes your trip worthwhile."

Kang Tianzhen's mouth was watering, and when he put his luggage in the hotel, he urged Wang Sanxiao to take it to dinner. This Gan cuisine really lived up to its reputation, such as Yuzhang Crispy Chicken, Beancurd Roasted Pork, Red Carp in Pocket, Mandarin Fish Fried Noodles, Stuffed Tofu, Steamed pork with rice noodles, rich soup, bowls of crispy, crispy, tender, delicious, salty and spicy, Kang Tianzhen slammed down a big bowl of rice, and when he turned his face, there were already two empty bowls in front of Wang Sanxiao.

"Damn it, haven't you eaten in 800 years?" Kang Tianzhen was dumbfounded.

Wang Sanxiao drank the last sip of the crockpot soup, licked his lips contentedly, and hiccupped, "I haven't eaten such a delicious dish in 800 years."

Kang Tianzhen chewed on the chicken, "I suddenly feel sorry for the overbearing president, he can raise several young models for the price of food for you."

Wang Sanxiao's face remained unchanged, and he squinted at him calmly, "Can those little tender models compare to my uncle? Uncle instantly turned them into scum."

Kang Tianzhen laughed, "I think it's pretty miserable for a domineering president to like you."

"Is it as miserable as Song Wenyuan?"

Kang Tianzhen was furious, "Are you scolding me?"

Wang Sanxiao started chewing magnolia slices after dinner, "So what?"

"Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Kang Tianzhen pushed back his job and started to grab his magnolia slices, and the two fought in the crowded small restaurant.

Song Wenyuan went to the toilet and came back, the whole world was not good, Kang Tianzhen shrunk down on the chair depressedly, blowing air from his nostrils, Wang Sanxiao ate magnolia slices with disheveled hair, and there was a clear tooth mark on his cheek.

"What's the matter?" Song Wenyuan smiled, "Fighting again?"

Kang Tianzhen plunged into his arms, "Hey, laugh and bully me!!!"

Wang San smiled and stared, "Damn it, is it amazing to have a man?"

Song Wenyuan looked at the two of them amusedly, rubbed Kang Tianzhen's hair, "Xiaoxiao is a villain, I'll beat you back for you," he said, and slapped Wang Sanxiao on the forehead with his hand.

"!!!" Wang San laughed dumbfounded.

Kang Tianzhen whispered, "Wen Yuanyuan still loves Tianzhen."

Wang Sanxiao took a deep breath, slapped the table and stood up, stuffed the last piece of magnolia into his mouth, and said depressedly, "Leave!"

Kang Tianzhen laughed loudly, followed up and grabbed his shoulders, "Where are we going?"

"There is a Faru Temple nearby," Wang San said with a smile. "Some time ago, the underground palace was renovated, and hundreds of ancient books were sorted out. I took a quick look at it, and it is very valuable for collection."

Song Wenyuan asked, "What books do you have?"

"Leaving aside the rest, there is one book that you must be interested in, "Valley of Splendid Blossoms and Ten Thousand Flowers."

"What?" Song Wenyuan frowned, "The "Valley of Splendid Flowers" debuted in 2012 and was later acquired by the Nanjing Museum. How could it be in the underground palace of Faru Temple?"

"The "Valley of Splendid Flowers" has 120 volumes in total, 40 volumes of the first volume and 40 volumes of the second volume are collected by Guoyun Tower in Suzhou," Wang San said with a smile, "it was sent to the auction house in 2012, this time it was never seen before. There have been 40 sequels, a total of 20 volumes."

There is Xiping Peak in the north of Jiujiang, which belongs to the corner of Lushan Mountain. Jiangxi has not cooled down at the end of October, and the mountains have already turned cold. The leaves in the broad-leaved forest at the bottom of the mountain are colorful. Looking at the yellow leaves outside the car window, my eyes widened, "I have climbed Lushan Mountain with my uncle, but I have never been here."

"Faru Temple is not famous," Wang San smiled and peeled the pistachios, and said calmly, "There are only a few monks, they are self-sufficient, and they live a leisurely life."

Song Wenyuan pondered, "How did you find such a remote place?"

"A monk in the temple went down the mountain to purchase, and I ran into it by chance," Wang San said with a smile. "I exchanged Buddhism with him for a while, and he revealed that there are some ancient books in the underground palace. Install the air conditioner."

"..." Kang Tian was really curious, "Monks also need air conditioners? Do they sweat too?"

"What do you think?" Wang San smiled and stuffed a pistachio into his mouth.

Kang Tianzhen chewed, "Shouldn't they all be indestructible? Give me some more."

"You watch too much TV," Wang Sanxiao took out all the pistachios, and the two of them began to peel and eat the nuts. For a while, the car was full of crackling sounds.

The car drove into the deep mountain, the mountain was deep, the green pines were lush and lush, revealing a dark eaves corner in the forest, as the car approached, Faru Temple revealed the whole picture of the old.

Standing in front of the temple gate, Kang Tianzhen looked at the mottled plaque and frowned, "I want to donate some money to the temple to repair it."

"Don't tarnish the Dharma soon," Wang San smiled disgustedly, got out of the car, strode into the temple, a chubby monk in gray robes was sweeping the floor, the big broom was taller than anyone, saw three people coming in, said With a sound of Amitabha, he tilted his head and said in a cute dialect, "Who are you looking for?"

"Little Master," Wang San smiled kindly, bent over to look at him, "We asked you to take care of things."

The little monk panicked, "Are you a gangster?"

The smile on Wang San's smiling face froze, "Hehehe, do I look like a gangster? Look again, don't you think my face is very innocent, kind, and amiable?"

Holding the big broom, the little monk took a step back and shouted, "There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, but when you turn back to the shore, come to enlightenment!"

"..." Wang Sanxiao's smile completely collapsed, and he looked around the entire temple irritably, wondering, "What's going on? This little fat man seems to be mentally disturbed."

The two sides were at a stalemate, and a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow robe came out, "Mr. Wang, you are here."

Wang Sanxiao immediately seemed to see his relatives in the vast crowd, and went up to him with great excitement, and gave the monk a big hug enthusiastically, scaring him.

Looking at the monk's expression, Kang Tianzhen deeply suspects that Wang Sanxiao's so-called "communication of Buddhism" is a lie. This guy who has read two Buddhist scriptures will not have a hostile face, and his smile can almost scare a child to tears. .

"Come on, let me introduce you." Wang San smiled and hugged the monk's shoulders, pointing to Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan, "These two are antique dealers from Nanjing, and they have a lot of research on ancient calligraphy and painting books. Really, Wenyuan Yuan, this is Master Haizhen."

"Hello, master," Kang Tianzhen arrived at the Buddha's place, very well-behaved, put his hands together and said Amitabha to the master, and said very politely, "Master, please take us to read ancient books."

He has thick brows and smiling eyes, and looks very festive. He suppresses the roughness in his temper, and he looks very peaceful. The mage likes it at a glance, and said kindly, "Come with me."

The ancient books were sorted out from the underground palace. They were worried that the air on the ground would accelerate the corrosion of the paper, so they were kept in the underground palace. Master Haizhen took the key and opened the library. Several large bookshelves are full of ancient books.

Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan looked at each other, and saw shock in each other's eyes. They never expected to see the magnificent scene of books and toothpicks on the four walls depicted in the book in such a dilapidated temple.

Master Haizhen introduced, "It's all here, the three of you take a look."

Song Wenyuan nodded, put on gloves and a mask, and Kang Tianzhen began to check the bookcases one by one. These books spanned the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties and the Republic of China. The publication time that can be found lasted until 1980. The appearance is quite perfect. It can be seen that there are many books in the temple. He is well versed in the way of collecting books.

"Song Wenyuan," Kang Tianzhen called out suddenly.

Song Wenyuan turned his head to look over, and saw that he took out a book case from a bookcase, and on it was a row of elegant and thin regular scripts - "Wu Zhi of Huaixin Building".