Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Although it does not cost a penny, Bai Yuming's enthusiasm for the New Year has not diminished.

After getting the red paper, Bai Yuming cut the red paper to the size of couplets, and cut forty sheets before giving up. Then he released a large ink ingot and two brushes of different sizes, quite a bit of a posture to fill the twenty couplets.

That's what Bai Yuming thought.

"I will write a few more couplets, and choose the best writing and paste them." Bai Yuming is very self-aware of his own words. "You will also have a copy of the little book later, and your couplet will be posted to the foot of the mountain. On the archway."

Although the only natural building on Yuexue Peak was destroyed by heavy snow, and the small stone road up the mountain was also covered by heavy snow, the archway at the foot of the mountain was still standing, with the three characters on Yuexue Peak and the inscription of Mrs. Bai Yu.

Occasionally, when a disciple passed by, one glance at the memorial archway would tell that this mountain was called Yuexuefeng, and it was a mountain where a powerful elder lived.

With the mentality of showing off his young apprentice, Bai Yuming wanted Mo Shulin to write a copy and post it to the archway.

Mo Shulin heard that Bai Yuming was going to practice a lot of couplets, and took the opportunity to suggest: "Master, I have a curse to attack and rebound. How about you read the couplets by the way?"

Writing ugly couplets in this way can be used to sell spirit stones without wasting every piece of paper.

"Yes. We always have critters coming in randomly, and we have to add dots like others." Bai Yuming doesn't have the concept of money in his mind, but he hopes that the residence of him and his apprentice will be better.

Mo Shulin smiled and nodded, without reminding Bai Yuming.

He figured out that Bai Yuming would lose interest in anything related to money, but as long as things were lazy, Bai Yuming would have a lot of energy, always thinking that he would be lazy all day long with a busy stick of incense. If it is something that has something to do with human relationships, although Bai Yuming doesn't like it, he will do it seriously.

Bai Yuming, the rabbit demon, is really weird.

Seeing Bai Yuming's ink grinding seriously, and there was nothing to do in the house, Mo Shulin said: "Master, I will go out to cut some trees and be a Taoist door."

"Do door? What door?" Bai Yuming paused with Momo's hand, questioning.

"The couplet should be posted in a flat and dry place." Mo Shulin reminded helplessly.

They live in a cave now, and now the mountain is covered by heavy snow, and the white cave entrance looks very artistic, but he can't put the couplet on the snow.

To paste couplets, you still have to have a serious door.

"Yes." Bai Yuming put down the ink ingot, "I'll go with you. It's a big tree, you can't cut it."

A ten-year-old child has no shoulders as wide as a tree trunk. How could he bear to let such a small child go to chop the tree alone.

Mo Shulin did not refuse. It was indeed a bit troublesome for him to cut down the trees alone.

However, Mo Shulin really did not expect that Bai Yuming could even get lost in Yuexue Peak where he lived.

Mo Shulin was small and was pulled by Bai Yuming. He didn't care how he walked. He was thinking about the size of the cave, how many trees to cut later, and what kind of door to make.

When the pace stopped, Mo Shulin found himself walking back to the entrance of the cave.

Mo Shulin almost didn't react, thinking that he had lost his memory, and mistakenly thought that he and Bai Yuming had already cut down trees, so he came back.

He looked up at Bai Yuming, but saw Bai Yuming coughing awkwardly.

Bai Yuming glanced around, not daring to look at Mo Shulin, "It's too tired to walk, let's sit in a spirit boat." It is better to recognize the way when looking down from the top.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Even if Bai Yuming is a lunatic, he is too mad, right?

How old is Yuexuefeng?

He can run a circle around the mountainside every morning. Can Bai Yuming get lost in the place where he has lived for many years?

How to say Mo Shulin's soul has lived for thousands of years, and he has refreshed his knowledge in Bai Yuming again and again.

Mo Shulin understood that Bai Yuming was not suitable for any mental work.

This time it was replaced by Mo Shulin leading the way, and soon he picked a ginkgo tree that was thick and straight but lost its vitality. The leaves of the ginkgo tree have long since fallen out, and the bare tree is somewhat poignant.

Bai Yuming cuts down the ginkgo tree with a simple technique. As soon as the storage bag is loosened and pulled, the ginkgo wood is put into the storage bag.

When the two returned to the entrance of the cave, Bai Yuming let out the tree several tens of meters vertically.

Bai Yuming squinted his eyes and looked at the height of the hole for a moment. With a wave of his hand knife, there was no change on the surface of the ginkgo wood, and it was actually broken into two sections.

Bai Yuming held the high section with his other hand pointing to the left, and the bottom section of wood obediently moved to the side. The tall section of Ginkgo biloba can fall to the ground and then be chopped into two pieces by Bai Yuming.

Mo Shulin looked at Bai Yuming's simple and neat movements, and almost didn't know Bai Yuming.

He really didn't know that his own word was written so ugly that Bai Yuming, who lived in his own territory and was still a lunatic, could actually use the spells so calmly and naturally.

Suddenly, Mo Shulin remembered that although Bai Yuming did not do well, he did not miss out on spiritual power.

This is probably talent.

"The light in our cave is not very good. How about a sliding door?" Bai Yuming said and demonstrated by hand. "Make two doors and push the door to the left and right on weekdays. The couplet sticks to the edge of the door at night. When closing the door, the couplet is in the middle. We don’t have to see it. During the day, the door doesn’t have to be pushed completely, leaving the place for the couplet, just to be able to see the couplet without blocking the light."

"Okay. Master's proposal is very good." Mo Shulin also didn't want to use a partition door. It was inconvenient to open and close the door. He must do this kind of rough work. Bai Yuming's proposal completely resolved his doubts.

This method was unexpectedly figured out by Bai Yuming.

It really made him admire.

With direction, the two worked harder and more motivated.

Chop wood in large chunks of Bai Yuming and join the boards. Mo Shulin carved and polished the embryonic wooden door.

It took a long time to carve flowers. Bai Yuming couldn't do these fine work, so he could only go back and continue to write couplets.

Bai Yuming wrote two, with crooked characters. This brush is really hard to control, the nib is soft, and Bai Yuming always has a sense of powerlessness with nowhere to borrow.

He also tried to draw it down like cursive script, but others called it cursive script, and the characters he swiped were more like ghost painted symbols than ghost painted symbols. In the end, he wrote it down carefully and carefully, without trying to learn the calligraphy one step at a time.

After writing the couplet and the horizontal couplet, Bai Yuming always felt that something was missing.

Bai Yuming thought for a while, but two door gods were missing.

He immediately cut several more sheets of paper in a hurry, conceiving what to draw early. When he finished writing, Bai Yuming quickly drew what he wanted.

"Master, why do you want to draw a dog? Isn't this the year of the rabbit?" Mo Shulin approached and saw the picture, his face was puzzled.

When Mo Shulin specially cut different styles of red paper from Bai Yuming, he discovered that Bai Yuming had new ideas. But he didn't want to affect Bai Yuming's interest, and waited until Bai Yuming received his pen before he walked over and took a look.

"This is the rabbit." Bai Yuming squinted, affirmed.

He obviously felt that the cartoon rabbit he drew was quite fascinating, except that the pen was a little shaky and the lines were crooked.

"But..." Mo Shulin pointed at the short and chubby ears, and wanted to ask something, but at Bai Yuming's "I am very angry, I don't want to talk to you" expression, Mo Shulin was silent Up.

Mo Shulin wanted to remediately boast about Bai Yuming, but he couldn't do the unconscionable behavior that referred to the dog as the rabbit, and finally left silently.

Master said this is a rabbit or a rabbit.

Only a happy New Year can make money.

Mo Shulin was just a little worried. After two days he went out to sell the couplets. Others regarded this rabbit as a dog. What kind of expression would his master look like?

The author has something to say: I will enter V in the next chapter and thank the little angels for their support.

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