Refa is King

Chapter 7 Sentence Level Strong

"Master, that is the only descendant of my natal family. Although he is a bit incompetent, he is still young..." the mistress of the Yang family whispered.

"Still, still young. My son entered the academy to practice and to take care of your mother's family. My son's surname is Yang." The master of the Yang family said it angrily, very dissatisfied.

"Master, I think back then... woo woo." The hostess of the Yang family heard this and said weepingly. The master of the Yang family had received support from his natal family when he was young.

"Hmph..." Seeing the woman crying, the master of the Yang family flicked his sleeves and left in a bad mood. When the mistress saw the master leaving, she immediately followed in a panic.

"Master, I beg you, our natal family has only one..." The mistress of the Yang family begged softly.

"Ma'am, it's not that I don't want to. What kind of place is Qingyun Academy, and who are the people studying there? Take this time as an example, Qingyun Academy recruits 50 people, and our Qingzhou has less than ten people, and the rest are other people." My son is from the prefecture and county, thanks to my husband’s recommendation, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to get in. It is said that there are royal disciples in there. If your nephew’s kindness goes in, you are not afraid of bringing disaster to your natal family?” The master of the Yang family knows his wife’s natal family What kind of virtue is the nephew, he can't write, he can't do martial arts, he hangs around outside when he is a teenager, a typical guy who is not capable.

"Master, as long as you bring Qing'er into Qingyun Academy, I'll go talk about letting Yun'er be engaged to my son." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yang gritted her teeth and said.

"Really?" The master of the Yang family was a little tempted. Who is Yun'er, she is the first in this exam, the daughter of Mrs. Yang's younger brother, and her cultivation talent is first-class.

"Really." Mrs. Yang replied firmly.

"Okay, I'll think about it first." The master of the Yang family didn't agree. It's a good thing to get married. If the prodigal nephew of the wife's family causes any trouble in Qingyun Academy, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of it. The most important thing is Will it affect my son? Although it is said that my nephew is also kissed, but after all, I don't have my own son.

Bao Bushu didn't know there was such a fluctuation. Bao Bushu gave Lao Bao a bag of potatoes, and Lao Bao looked at the black marks on the potatoes.

"I bought this at a low price, so don't tell it." Bao Bushu said in a low voice.

"Hmm." Lao Bao looked at Bao Bushu, nodded and said yes.

"I'll buy a new dress for my second sister with this money." Bao Bushu took out fifty cash and handed it to Lao Bao. Although Lao Bao was dissatisfied because Lao Bao knew Bao Bushu's monthly rules and rewards, but Bao Bushu is now nominally a member of the Yang family, and has nothing to do with Lao Bao. Bao Bushu can get money, which is already very good.

"Sigh." Watching Lao Bao leave, Bao didn't know whether Lao Bao took the money back or went to gamble.

Bao Bushu went back to his room and took out a piece of black silk cloth. It should be a mistress's handkerchief was caught in the clothes. In fact, silk cloth for old clothes is not as popular as linen cloth, because People and ordinary people can only wear linen, even if it is broken, you can make patches when you go back, but silk can only be sold in second-hand clothes shops, but ordinary servants will not sell it, they will take it back Home use, selling and personal use are completely different concepts. If you don’t have enough handkerchiefs, they are basically useless. Silk patching is not an ordinary repair method, it requires professional techniques.

The materials for the kite are ready, and as far as making it is very simple, just use a few thin dry branches and a few threads to tie up the fixed frame, and then fix the handkerchief with a needle and thread.

I made kites when I was a child, and I made them very skillfully, and then I began to look forward to the rain.

In fact, Bao Bushu also felt a little self-deceiving. Could it be that the lightning in the thunder talisman was different from the lightning in the sky, wouldn't it make him unable to control the flow of certain things?
But after all, people have a fluke mentality, that is, what if it is different, and Bao Bushu thinks that the lightning is just a momentary thing, anyway, it is only a little bit, that is, he will not be reconciled until he has tried it.

"Put this thunder talisman aside and see if this thunder talisman can absorb the power of lightning?" Bao Bushu still had another thought in his mind.

The young master of the Yang family is very happy these days, he can go out, but the young master of the Yang family does not need to pack books when he goes out, he is always accompanied by guards, and all the people who go are members of the club, according to the young master of the Yang family, he lacks a book boy.

Bookboys are not so easy to do. You need to know how to read and understand what others say. Otherwise, if you don’t understand what others say, you still applaud your master on the side. It’s your master who is ashamed, so the Yang family The young master simply didn't bring it.

The young master of the Yang family also drank, and was reprimanded by the master of the Yang family, but he was not beaten. This was due to entering the Qingyun Academy, otherwise hum.

Rumble!
Finally, after more than a month of clear weather, when there was no more rain and the crops were basically not harvested, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

"Thunderstorm." Bao Bushu knew it was a thunderstorm at a glance. Thunderstorms are actually considered disasters in this era. On the one hand, the long-dry soil is dry and soft. Once soaked in a large amount of rainwater, it will cause mudslides and landslides. Large roads , The river is blocked, and the small one is the collapse of the sky and the earth, let alone the phenomenon of hail.

"Lei Gong sings first, and there is not much rain." Bao Bushu recited a sentence his father recited when it rained in his previous life.

Bigger raindrops fell, and the servants were instructed to check the drainage facilities everywhere, which Bao Bushu had already checked.

Whoa!
The rain finally came down, and the whole sky was dark. It looked as if it was going to be dark, and there was no book waiting. This kind of strong convective weather is usually accompanied by strong winds.

Whoosh!

The water droplets from the eaves were blown by the wind and wet the railings. Bao Bushu had already closed the windows and came to the pavilion. It is very difficult to fly a kite.

Regardless of the rain, Bao Bushu ran from one end of the yard to the other, but after the kite in his hand was wet by the rain, the spinning kite couldn't fly.

"The distance is too short, there are too many high-rise buildings around, and the airflow is wrong." After running for a while, Bao Bushu became discouraged and couldn't fly at all.

"Water dragon!" Someone yelled, Bao Bushu looked over, and a huge water belt spun from a distance.

"Is this a tornado?" Bao Bushu saw this for the first time.

dong dong!

A bunch of snow-white hailstones, the size of a fist, hit the ground.

"Monster!" Bao Bushu ran away with his head in his arms, such a big hailstone would kill people, when Bao Bushu rushed into the pavilion, he heard a sky-shattering roar.

A figure appeared in mid-air. This person was dressed as a scholar, and he couldn't see clearly from the distance due to the rain.

"Monster, get out of here." The man roared loudly.

Rumble!
A bolt of lightning struck the man.

"Here!" The man dressed as a scholar stretched out his hand, as if there was something in his hand, a huge beam of light shot out from the scholar's hand, directly scattered the thunder and lightning in the sky.

"Fuck!" The sci-fi scene made Bao Bushu almost fall to the ground, damn it was lightning, lightning, how much power was broken.

"Zi Yue!" The scholar read out two words, and the whole world seemed to be dimmed.

This feeling was extremely uncomfortable. Along with the two words, a huge golden light emerged from this person. Bao Bushu saw with his own eyes that a hailstone falling in front of him was illuminated by the golden light, and immediately turned into a hailstone. A mass of water, and then scattered into countless water droplets.

"Xueer." There are two more words, the whole sky changes from static to flowing, the scholar seems to be writing something in the air, and then a huge silver font of Ziyue appears in the air, and then directly typed To this tornado.

The huge tornado was directly scattered by these two golden characters, and there was no wind at this moment.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" This scene completely subverted the world view.

"Sour, you're lucky, we'll meet later." A cyan shadow emerged from the rain, and it couldn't be seen clearly from a distance, but the loud voice still made hair stand on end.

"Naughty animal, for the sake of bringing rain, let me spare you. If you dare to stir up trouble again, I will ask the saint to kill you." The scholar shouted.

"Hmph." The cyan shadow snorted, obviously very afraid of inviting a saint.

The rain was still pouring down, but Bao Bushu's mood was very restless. That touch of surprise completely changed the world, and Bao Bushu's world.

"Little Baozi, you didn't see it, the sentence-level powerhouse, facing the Jiaolong who made waves, didn't finish a sentence, and the Jiaolong ran away with his tail between his legs, Xia Baozi, you ordinary people can't see this, wait If you have the chance to see it, you will definitely be surprised." After the young master of the Yang family came back, he started the nagging mode.

Bao Bushu was a little confused, he clearly saw it, but Bao Bushu was not a fool, so he asked: "Master, what is the sentence-level strong man you are talking about?"

"Oh, our Confucianists are divided into the sound level, which means they can only speak and cannot write with holy power, followed by the character level, which means they can write alone, as for speaking, there is no limit, and then there is the sentence level powerhouse, which means they can write Write a sentence of more than two words, followed by poetry level, song level, and finally the chapter level powerhouse, and after the chapter level, there is the holy level." The young master of the Yang family said this dryly, obviously he was telling others. .

"Then young master, please tell me how the sentence-level strongman treated Jiaolong just now." Of course Bao Bushu knew that when some people were excited, they wanted to find others to talk about it, which is called being flattering.

"Let me tell you, little bun, when I saw hail, I knew there was something wrong, and when I saw a tornado, I was even more sure. At that time, I saw a tornado hundreds of feet high and tens of feet thick directly heading towards The county guard city is sweeping over..." The young master of the Yang family was so excited, he danced and danced, and Bao Bushu also made various surprised movements in coordination, and asked from time to time, is it true?It's so amazing, I'm so happy that Young Master Yang said it.

"It seems that the strength of Confucianism is not small." Bao Bushu lay on the floor outside Young Master Yang's bedroom, thinking to himself, but when he realized the electric current in his dantian, Bao Bushu felt more at ease, at least he made a step forward The gate of this strange world, instead of still, wanders outside the gate.

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