The crowd immediately applauded, especially the few women who were most happy, jingled first and then angry, and snorted, "Speak words!"

The young man shook his head with a smile, walked over and sent the painting to Ding Dong's hand, smiled at her, and turned back.

Ding Ding-Dang looked at the young man who was leaving, and he stopped talking, but suddenly he just listened to the crowd and didn't know who was suddenly whispering: "The fox is trying to seduce the man again."

Suddenly the crowd was silent, and then there were some individuals who laughed. There were men and women who laughed. Men laughed more warily, women laughed sharper, and women laughed louder than men.

Jiao Dingdong twitched at the corner of his mouth, his face fainted for a moment, suddenly turned back and strode away, and soon walked up to the stone bridge across the east bank, and it looked like he was going home.

Lu Chen stood behind the crowd, watching this scene lightly, and then looked at the scholar who had walked into the other side of the West Bank, then muttered in his mouth and whispered to himself: "It's annoying. Why are young and handsome little white faces everywhere?"

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The painter and the painter were gone, and the onlookers were naturally dispersed. Many people talked about it when they left. Many of them talked about the scholar, and praised his handsome appearance and powerful painter; When it comes to Ding Dong, there are a lot of them. They laughed at her unscrupulous shame, and then began to worry about the young scholar, hoping that the scholar would be harmed by the fox again.

Lu Chen walked back to the east bank, yawned boringly, then walked under the big locust tree, glanced at the fish cage beside Lao Yu, as expected, empty again.

He sat down on the other side of the big rock and asked knowingly, "Lao Yu, did you catch a fish today?"

"No." The old fisherman didn't seem to hear the evil in his words, and answered him honestly.

Lu Chen smiled and said to him, "I don't think you can catch the fish in this stream in your whole life."

The old fisherman was silent for a moment, and then replied indifferently as usual: "There are fish in this water."

"Cut!" Lu Chen stared at him. After a while, he suddenly felt indifferent, thinking that there are really weird people in this world, and said, "Just as you say, you have it, you deserve to spend your whole life here and catch it in the end Not in vain! "

Every time when I said this, the two people basically had nothing to say. Who knows what happened this day, Lao Yu suddenly looked back at Lu Chen and then slowly said, "No, I saw the big fish. If there is a spirit pattern on my body, as long as I catch it and dedicate it to the fairy of Qianqiumen, then I will be able to cultivate it. "

"Big fish with spirit patterns ..." Lu Chen couldn't help but laughed, and then laughed, "Oh, if you really catch it, this fish is really more than a thousand spirit stones, enough for you to go to Chiaki The door was repaired. But ... be careful of being eaten by the fish. "

Lao Yu gave Lu Chen a strange look, and said, "Fish can't eat people."

Lu Luchen smiled, leaned over, and patted his shoulder. He didn't say much, glanced at the clear bottom of the stream, and got up to leave.

At this time, the sun had risen, shining on the Qingshuitang village, the light shone on the clear water stream, and the shade under the big locust tree was very cool. Only a small piece of the broken sun came from the leafy canopy. Falling between the gaps.

Lu Chen took two steps outside, and as he was about to leave, suddenly a sunlight shook in the shade, as if a shadow had flashed in a corner of the large locust tree.

Lu Lu's body suddenly stopped.

He turned around and looked in that direction, and saw that it was just a root of a large locust tree, and the knotted root bulged up to the ground, grasping the soil tightly, at the same time near the root of the trunk tree There are many green grasses growing.

Lu Chen's face looked a bit strange, his frown was slightly frowning, and he seemed to be thinking about something, some doubts, some nervousness, and some disgust, but soon, he calmed down, his complexion returned to normal, and then nothing happened. I walked to that place and kicked, and took off a shoe on my foot, as if I was leaning over to shake off the dirt on the shoe from the root of the tree, my eyes quickly swept across that area.

阴影 The shadow seemed to shake again before his eyes.

This time, Lu Chen saw it clearly. It was a weird pattern, a bit scribbled, like a meaningless graffiti engraved randomly on the inconspicuous place between the roots of the tree. In the picture is a circle and several lines. The different shades of lines, together, seem to dimly look like a simple and weird tree.

The wounds on the bark of the linden bark seem to have just been cut shortly, not more than one day.

Lu Chen's face slowly cooled down, he got up and put his shoes back on his feet, then walked back to the big rock, glanced at the old Yu who was still fishing quietly, and then lay down like this .

He lay behind the old fisherman, closed his eyes, and began to hear the sound of the water flowing from the stream and the quiet wind blowing leaves above his head. Everything seemed to be quiet ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It was like this Life in the village has been so peaceful for years.

Until he suddenly spoke, broke the silence, and said, "Lao Yu, I ask you something."

"Oh ..." said the old fisherman Muna.

"You have been here for the past two days, haven't you?"

"Yes," said the old fisherman.

Lu Chen put his hands behind his head, looking at the green tree crown above his head, and the broken sun through the cracks in the branches and leaves, and said, "Is anyone else come to you?"

Lao Yu said, "No, you know, except you and Lao Ma, nobody in the village likes to talk to me."

Lu Chen said with a squeak and said quietly: "I thought there were more people coming to this village recently, maybe you will make some new friends."

"Hehe ..." Lao Yu laughed in a low voice, like the little grey fishes in the stream beside him burst into a bubble and burst.

Lu Chen turned up and sat up, then patted his butt, and no longer looked at Lao Yu and went straight.

He left the big locust tree. He first walked a few steps in the direction of the cottage at the foot of the mountain, but then stopped for a moment and groaned, then turned back and walked all the way back.

At this moment, a man came face to face, and when he saw Lu Chen, he arched his hand, and then asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Xiongtai the mountain behind it?"

Lu Luchen glanced at him, and saw that this man was also a young man, with a sword, a cloak, and a bit of wind and dust, and seemed to have come a long way. Looking at the appearance and dressing up, it looks a bit like ordinary mundane repairs walking on the lower reaches of the sky. ~ Mobile users, please read.