Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

clatter!

Qin Hao stretched out his hand and flicked the little white fox's head:

"Xiaobai, do you still have any rules? There are outsiders here. How decent are you and Xiaohai for the Medicine Pill?"

Bai Xianchu rubbed Own's head with her paws, and said nonchalantly:

"Isn't he just a junior in the Gold Core environment, why should I look at his face?"

"..."

When Kong Derong heard this, his face instantly turned pale. He is the dignified dean of Maple Leaf Academy.

To be despised by a little Fox Demon, where should I put this face?

But when he took a closer look, he suddenly discovered that the little Fox Demon turned out to be the big Nascent Soul demon.

I shouted in my heart: Damn it! What exactly is this place?

Qin Hao knocked the little white fox on the head again: "If you can't talk, you should talk less."

The little white fox hid behind Beigong Linglong and made a face at Qin Hao.

To vent his own dissatisfaction, isn't it just a junior, as for making people have no face like this.

"Little fox is rude, I made you laugh."

Qin Hao smiled politely.

Kong Derong couldn't afford such a big courtesy, so he got up quickly and said: "senior, Xiaobai senior is right, it was Junior who came uninvited and disturbed everyone's Qingxiu."

Qin Hao didn't explain too much, but set his eyes on Fa Hai: "Xiao Hai, how do you feel?"

Fa Hai stood up, bowed to Qin Hao, and said respectfully, "Mr. Hui, I feel that the Tao in my heart has been illuminated."

"good."

Qin Hao praised, and said slowly: "But the road is long, no matter where you go, don't forget to abide by your heart."

"My little monk remembers Mr.'s advice."

Fahai clasped his hands together and sat down after saluting.

Kong Derong looked at the scene in front of him, he had many questions in his heart, wanted to ask but dared not ask.

Seeing everyone sitting down, Qin Hao waved his hand, "Keep singing, then dance."

? ? ?

Kong Derong was full of question marks, and from the corner of his eye he secretly glanced at the master at the side.

The master picked up the wine on the table and tasted it.

That skillful movement and intoxicated expression did not look like drinking for the first time.

Is this still a monk?

Fa Hai seemed to feel that someone was watching him, and when he turned his head, his eyes met Kong Derong's.

"Is there something wrong with Kong fellow daoist?"

"..."

Kong Derong smiled awkwardly: "senior, I want to ask you a few questions on Cultivation Base."

After he finished speaking, while he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was also a little apprehensive.

After all, it's impolite to interrupt the senior's interest in drinking like this, let alone this is a monk.

A faint smile appeared on Fa Hai's face: "Kong fellow daoist is free from restraint here, so feel free to ask any questions you have."

Qin Hao also raised the wine glass in his hand, and said: "Xiaohai is right, we are destined to meet each other, and the fact that you are here today shows that we are destined."

This sentence was not loud, but it made Kong Derong feel very cordial.

Especially when he was talking to such a big man as the senior's husband, Kong Derong suddenly felt flattered.

He quickly picked up the wine glass in his hand: "Senior is right, I hope the senior will forgive me for being so rude just now."

After saying that, he drank the fine wine in his hand.

As soon as the wine entered his throat, Kong Derong's eyes suddenly widened like copper bells. This wine is extraordinary!

what……

"Excellent wine, there is such a fine wine in the world, it should be revealed!"

"The old man is also a scholar?"

Qin Hao put down the wine glass in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Young Master Huiyan, the old man has studied for several years, and now he is teaching at Feng Ye Cheng. This time when he came back to his hometown, he passed by Master Fahai's house, so we came to pay a visit to Young Master with him."

Kong Derong said politely, his words and deeds were full of elegance.

"That's how it is. Today, let's meet friends through literature, how about poetry?"

Qin Hao's favorite thing is to make friends, one more friend, one more way, and one more person who can make the little sister come out.

When Kong Derong heard the words, the doubts and astonishment in his heart were instantly swept away, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

Scholars, what they like to do most is to add fragrance to their red sleeves, recite poems and write poems, and make teenagers crazy.

He cupped his hands and said: "The young master is very elegant, and the old man is very happy."

Qin Hao raised the wine glass in his hand and said slowly: "Since we are having fun with wine today, how about writing a poem about wine?"

"it is good!"

Kong Derong agreed without even thinking about it. Taking wine as the topic is very common in Confucianism cultivation gatherings.

He slowly got up and bowed: "This old man is a guest, so I'll show my ugliness first."

"Please!"

"Please!"

Everyone immediately turned their attention to Kong Derong.

I saw him pacing slowly, looking around and after a while, he stopped his footsteps and said:

"As brothers in the ground, there is no need for flesh and blood.

Have fun and have fun, fight wine and get together next door.

If you don't come back to the prime of life, it's hard to get a morning again.

Timely encouragement, time waits for no one. "

His voice is not loud, but it has a refined atmosphere, and every word gives people a sense of contentment.

After finishing a poem, everyone said in unison: "Good poem!"

Fa Hai raised his wine glass to him: "Kong fellow daoist is brilliant in literature, he is indeed the Confucianist of Maple Leaf Academy."

"Where, where, the old man's literary talents are mediocre, and he is making a fool of himself."

Kong Derong said modestly, but there was still some brilliance in his eyes.

After he sat down, he set his eyes on Mr. Qin.

He started to write poems first, because he was afraid that Own's literary talent would not be enough, and second, he wanted to see this extraordinary person.

Before Qin Hao could speak, Fa Hai on the side said to Xiao Hua, "Little Hua benefactor, hurry up and prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstone for Master."

"Okay, Mr. Fahai."

Xiao Hua backed away with a smile.

Kong Derong, who was still in high spirits, couldn't help but feel a little weird when he heard this sentence.

Soon Xiaohua came to the banquet with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread it on a table.

Beigong Linglong walked over directly and began to take the inkstone from Xiaohua's hand: "Let me study the ink."

Qin Hao stood up and kept thinking in his mind.

After Aunt Long'er finished studying ink, a poem appeared in his mind.

Thanks to the great writers of the previous life, and to the profession of the previous life.

Qin Hao drank a glass of wine, then wrote a poem, and kept saying:

"Dragon Horse Huaxuemao, Jinan Wulinghao.

The autumn frost cuts the jade sword, and the sunset pearl gown.

Cockfighting is a thousand things, how high is the roof.

The bow destroys the Nanshan tiger, and the hand catches the Taihang tiger. "

Qin Hao deliberately paused, and stabbed out of thin air with the brush in his hand.

Clang!

Accompanied by a sword cry, Qin Hao's voice sounded again, and the pen in his hand waved wildly again:

"Competing for demeanor after drinking, three cups for swords.

Subduing demons is like cutting grass, Kong Hai travels together.

Determined to pacify the world, draw the sword to the outside world.

After all the battles, the Heavenly Devil ran away.

When he came back, he was drunk and refused to worship Xiao Cao.

Ashamed to enter the original constitutional room, hidden basil in the wilderness. "

After one poem is over, the audience is silent! ! !