A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 773 Listening Building!Guanshi Lake!Feihe sends a letter!

Bamboo forest, clear lake; mist, distant mountains.

Here, is a paradise.Faintly, I don't know how many people are scattered around.Some ancient bamboo buildings in the distance emit a faint smoke.

Mr. Ren was wearing a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing rod and a fishing basket in his hand.He, of course, went fishing in the lake.Because, that is his normal state.

The winding path, the fragrance of wild flowers.

Mr. Ren's residence is some distance away from the clear pool.Along the way, Mr. Ren was in a good mood.At this moment, he happened to pass by a bamboo building.

That bamboo building is very old.There is another horizontal plaque on the door, with the words "Listening World" written on it.

The meaning of the word is ancient and clumsy, with Taoist rhyme hidden inside.

At this time, the door of the bamboo building was open.

The Young Master Ren couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he saw it.Because, he hadn't seen the door open for a long time.

Inside the door, there are long desks and tall bookshelves.

The four treasures of the study are all available.

A book boy of sixteen or seventeen, wearing a somewhat fat green shirt.At this moment, he is holding a long pen in his hand, and he seems to be doodling.However, the rice paper was pitch black, nothing could be seen, it was extremely messy.

From the looks of it, the book boy was just scribbling.

"Young Master Ren, are you going fishing?" At this moment, the boy in green clothes looked up and saw Young Master Ren, and hurriedly bowed far away, very respectful.

"Oh?" Mr. Ren stopped, smiled and said to the boy reading the book, "The Tingjie Building is actually open. Besides, Shihua, why are you so early today? On weekdays, the sun rises three poles, so you may not get up!"

"Hey!" Shutong Shihua said shyly, "Today, my young master got very excited and said that he would get up early to paint. So, I specially came here to prepare first, to grind the ink and moisten the brush.

Mr. Ren was taken aback, and asked, "Scholar, are you going to paint? That's really rare. When was the last time he painted?"

"Huh?" Waiter Hua blushed, "There are days, there are days!"

"I feel like I have time! Haha!" Mr. Ren laughed loudly, "Last time, my batch of fish seemed to have just been thrown into the pond. Now, they are almost growing into dragons."

"He, if he doesn't come to paint again, this painting building will collapse!"

"Today, he will definitely come!" Shihua said with a smile, "My son said that if he doesn't paint anymore, his brushwork will be rusty."

"Scholar, when will you come?" Mr. Ren said.

"It's probably coming soon!" Shi Hua looked up at the sky.

In the sky, there was a round of sun hanging, and the blue sky was as picturesque as washing.

"How about it!" Mr. Ren said, "At noon, I'll bring two fish, and you ask your scholar to prepare wine. After a while, if I see a pig raiser, I will make an appointment with you and let's have a drink. By the way, look Look at the paintings of the scholars!"

"Is there any fish to eat? How dare you! I like the fish in Guanshi Lake the most." The waiter Hua's eyes lit up, "Mr. Ren, I will prepare some side dishes later. My son will be happy when you come. "

"Okay! That's it!" Mr. Ren said, and left with his fishing rod.However, he took two steps, and then backed away, "Patient artist, don't mess with the scholar's pen and ink, if you make trouble, no one will clean it up for you!"

"Hey! Master Ren, don't worry!" Si Hua smiled, "I don't count those graffiti. I don't have the skills of my son to write casually."

"That's good!" Mr. Ren nodded, and then went straight to Guanshi Lake.

There are about three or four miles between Tingjielou and Guanshi Lake.In the meantime, there is a small pasture.At this time, a man in black was holding a long whip in his hand.

And on that pasture, a group of pigs were raised free-range.

Those pigs come in all colors.

Black, white, and black and white, they all look like a group of domestic pigs, but they look clean.The man in black held a straw stick in his mouth, hugged his shoulders, held a long whip, and squinted at the group of pigs.

"Hey! Pig breeder!" Mr. Ren shouted with a smile.

"Huh? Fishing!" The man in black was looking at the pig, but didn't pay attention to Mr. Ren, "What's the matter, do you want my pig manure to be your bait again? This month is gone, so Aunt Hua wants to leave Yes. She said my pig manure is the best fertilizer for her flowers!"

"Bah!" Mr. Ren scolded with a smile, "My fish won't eat your pig dung. You are a pig breeder who values ​​sex and despises friends. Huagu asked you to ask for pig dung, and you never gave it to me without licking your face. go?"

"Hey!" The man in black was not ashamed, "You can also send it! The key point is that Hua Gu just accepts it. You don't have to give it to her, doesn't she want it?"

"I won't give it away either!" Mr. Ren said, "Tingjielou is open!"

"Oh?" The man in black was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "The scholar is not dead?"

"Bullshit? You're not dead, can he die?" Mr. Ren said, "Just now, I passed by and saw the painter. He said that the scholar wanted to paint!"

"Good thing!" said the man in black, "I almost forgot what a book looks like. You know, my pigs have been slaughtered several times."

"So, I'm going to get two fish. At noon, I'll invite you, let's go to the scholar's for a drink!" Mr. Ren said.

"Okay!" said the man in black, "Then I'll take a few pig's knuckles! Scholar, I like to eat that. I also want to see what that sour scholar draws!"

"It's done!" Mr. Ren nodded, "However, what do you look at painting like a layman? It's serious to bring a few more trotters!"

"Don't worry!" said the man in black.

Mr. Ren didn't say anything more, and left directly.

The man in black looked at Mr. Ren's back, and couldn't help looking in the direction of the Tingjie Building, then a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "The Tingjie Building is actually open? Scholar, do you want to paint? What's the matter?" Where did the moth come out!"

"Hey! The weather was good at first, but now it's going to be a toss again! My pigs haven't grown up yet? I hope, the scholar's painting is good."

The man in black squinted his eyes at the pig and muttered.

Mr. Ren has already reached Guanshi Lake.

The lake is full of white lotus flowers.Those lotus flowers are each as big as a sea bowl, neither spreading nor branching, crystal clear, and the fragrance is far away and clear.

Guanshi Lake, the water is as clear as blue, and the waves are calm.

In the lake, there are many swimming fish.Stand by the lake and gaze at the visible.

Mr. Ren's bamboo stool has been kept here.That was his fixed position.At this time, he stood in front of the bamboo stool, and raised one hand.

Huh—wow—

Thousands of golden lights radiated directly from his hands.That was the fish food he prepared.The golden light fell into the lake, causing countless ripples.Look again, the fish in the lake are rolling, jumping and eating happily.

Among them, there are a few fish faintly glowing with golden light.

"Hehe!" Mr. Ren smiled faintly, sat on the bamboo stool, and flicked the fishing rod lightly.The line arced and the hook dropped into the water.

However, Mr. Ren sat on the bamboo stool safely.

His eyes fell on the long swim bladder, watching it float and sink with the waves.However, it didn't move.

He knew that there must be fish that would take the bait.Such a fish cannot transform into a dragon.

However, at this time, Young Master Ren's eyes often flashed not the reflection of the lake, but stars.They are fleeting.

However, Mr. Ren looked calm and lazy, unmoved.

Suddenly, there was a cry of cranes in the void.

Young Master Ren raised his head, squinted his eyes, and saw a pale white crane flying past his head.

"Hehe! No wonder the scholar wants to paint!" Mr. Ren smiled, "It turns out that Feihe passed on the book!"

(End of this chapter)