Yuanshin: Kidnapped by Bing Jiaoying at the beginning

Upon hearing the "Dijun Chen's Travel Notes" uttered by the middle-aged scholar, the eyes of the scholars beside him suddenly lit up, and they couldn't help asking.

"Is there any record of the emperor's image?"

The middle-aged scholar couldn't help smiling mysteriously, and slowly told an interesting record in "Dijun Chen's Travel Notes".

One night, a woman came to the jade craftsman's workshop.

She was wearing a slender black robe, and under the glass-like crescent moon, her eyes shone like golden amber.

Jade Carpenter didn't know her before, but soon discovered that they could always chat speculatively.

Strange to say, she knows every mine vein and every jade mine in Mingyun Town, talking about the wonders of heaven and earth is like talking about sisters, talking about beautiful jade and gold stones is like talking about her beloved daughter...

But she rarely talked about humanistic customs and the principles of dealing with people.

Maybe it's because I don't understand people, maybe I just don't want to talk about it.But in any case, this person's background must be extraordinary.

At least that's what the jade craftsman guessed.

"I want a jade tablet with the portrait of the rock king engraved on it."

After chatting to the fullest, the woman finally made a request when she was leaving the house.

"But you can't carve the face of the rock god out of imagination, you must use what you have seen with your own eyes as a template to carve a real portrait of the rock king."

"If it succeeds, you can buy it with a lot of money. If it doesn't work, you won't have a single gold."

Therefore, the two agreed to a three-day period.

On the first day, the jade craftsman only cared about feasting and discussing with his friends.Any entrustment will not be accepted.

On the second day, the jade craftsman went out to climb the mountain to visit jade, and did not receive any guests for the whole day.

On the third day, the jade craftsman began to carve the rough jade behind closed doors, and from early morning until late at night, he finally completed it in one go.

When the crescent moon rose into the night sky again, the woman with golden pupils came to the door again.

The jade craftsman handed over his proud work——

A sacred tablet carved from beautiful jade, on which is the image of a woman.

(You can find this book in the game. It is very interesting. If you are curious, you can also read it.)

Just as the middle-aged scholar was talking happily, the older scholar stroked his beard and laughed.

"It's all just unfounded legends and story books, and you all judged the image of the emperor, isn't it ridiculous?"

"Oh? Then what grounds do you have for not doing it?"

The two asked in unison the old scholar who seemed determined to win.

Chapter 36 Zhong Li: Memories

The old scholar suddenly showed a mysterious smile, and beckoned to the two scholars beside him, motioning them to come forward and elaborate.

Zhong Li didn't care too much, with his hearing, if he wanted to hear others talking about him, he could still hear it clearly from a hundred or a thousand meters away.

"You must not spread the matter I told you, especially not to be heard by Prince Yan."

"Otherwise we will definitely not have good juice to eat."

When the two scholars who approached heard this, their expressions suddenly became serious, and they nodded solemnly.

Seeing that they were so supportive, the old scholar lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.

"In a few days, isn't there going to be a fairy ceremony?"

Hearing this, the other two scholars looked at each other in blank dismay, suddenly feeling puzzled, isn't this a well-known thing?Is there any point in asking this?

Just when they were puzzled, the old scholar continued to whisper, "I found a genuine method of sending immortals from an ancient book."

The eyes of the two scholars widened instantly when they heard about the gift of Xiandianyi. Is it possible to talk about this?

If this is heard, why not be invited to drink tea by Qianyan Army?

The expressions of the two of them changed, they waved their hands, and when they were about to get up and leave, the old scholar suddenly said again.

"Aren't you curious about what the Rock King Dijun looks like?"

The air froze for a while, and the buttocks that had just been lifted from the chair were put down again.

"Besides, Lord Yan certainly doesn't care about this matter. After all, these are all recorded by immortals."

Hearing the old scholar's words, Zhongli's golden pupils flickered for a while, and then he deliberately distanced himself.

Seeing that the emotions of the two were calmed down, the old scholar looked up at Zhongli who had gone a little further, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let me tell you, then Xiandianyi will use three kinds of ointments..."

"Three kinds of balms, namely Jinwu Zangjiao, Shanyin Brocade, and Piaomiao Xianyuan."

"What does this have to do with the image of Emperor Yan?" The two scholars asked doubtfully.

"It's superficial. You know that these three balms are all related to women. The first one is liked by little girls, and the second one is liked by rich families."

"This third type is said to be the most beloved by Emperor Yan Wang, the style used by mature women."

"Ah??!" Both of them widened their eyes.

"So I infer that Emperor Yanwang may have used a female incarnation."

This sentence surprised the two of them even more.

Could it be possible that the Rock King Dijun was once the Rock King Diji?

After listening to these words, the two wanted to leave in a hurry. They had to digest the information carefully, and they were afraid that the wall would have ears, and it would be bad if they were invited to drink tea by the Qianyan army.

After Zhongli finished listening, he couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, and uttered a few words from his mouth as he left, as if intentionally or unintentionally, he wanted them to hear.

"The rock has thousands of faces, let alone the rock king and emperor? There are thousands of incarnations of the emperor. Maybe there is such an image."

"Because the King of Rocks may never have cared about his image."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the mixed crowd on the street with a careless appearance.

Only three people were left looking at each other.

Walking into the crowd, Zhongli couldn't help recalling a past event, about his friend being locked up in a rock prison and starving for three days.

On that day, he was busy with Li Yue's affairs as usual, Feng Ye suddenly rushed into his room, dragged him out to relax, and kept yelling.

"Elbow, go out with me to fish."

In the end, Maple Leaf couldn't be exhausted, and was taken out by Maple Leaf for a stroll around Liyue's mountain scenery, and some sweet-scented osmanthus wine was brewed, so he sat on the ground and got drunk.

He said he was very drunk, but in fact it was Feng Ye who was really drunk. His friend's drinking capacity was really bad, and he was finally carried back to Liyue.

Before leaving, he was so drunk that he was still muttering incessantly,

"Morax, you are good in everything, but you are too rigid, like a rock."

"If you turned into a royal sister, wouldn't you be more interesting?"

Old fashioned?He was originally a rock, how could he say that he was so old-fashioned, he shook his head.

"Mr. Zhongli..."

The businessman's yelling interrupted his memory again. After thinking for a while, Zhongli walked towards Yunhan Club

It is said that there is a very moving play sung by Mr. Yun.

The interesting things I learned today are also interesting, I'm afraid I have to save these past events for later when I think about them, Zhong Li chuckled lightly.

Sitting on the wooden chair, he brewed a pot of tea without haste, and then picked up a cup of hot tea that exudes a fragrance.

After all, memory is the same as tea fragrance, the more you taste it, the more mellow its taste will be.

He was waiting for Mr. Yun's arrival.

......

Mond City, hotel.

Wendy looked at Maple Leaf and Gan Yu who were clinging to each other on the bed, and couldn't help raising her brows.

Although she already knew the situation inside the house, seeing it with her own eyes still made her feel a little bit sour.

"Hey, see if I don't carry you away overnight."

Chapter 37 Wendy Drinking Apple Cider Vinegar

Wendy turned over and entered the room, her face was distressed, her brows were slightly frowned, she was thinking about how to pull Maple Leaf out of Gan Yu's arms.

Although she thought about really carrying him out.

But it would definitely not work to grab it directly. She didn't know how hypnotic the pollen would be.

At that time, if both of them are woken up, they will die if they steal the chicken or lose money.

Wendy squatted by the window, closed her eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing.

She didn't come here to do anything wrong.

This time, I took him to fulfill the promise made 500 years ago.

ah?You ask, since it is a serious matter, why did you sneakily stun that coconut sheep?

Hey, (?>?<?)

Of course, it is not to let her take advantage of others' danger. This is a very just approach, not because I accidentally opened a bottle of apple cider vinegar and soured myself.

Wendy made a reasonable and perfect explanation for her actions in her heart.

As her jade white hand slid across the air, a pure wind element gathered, and there seemed to be turquoise leaves falling around.

Soon, the prototype of an organ was formed in the middle of the clear green wind element.

After a while, a complete qin slowly fell into Wendy's hands from mid-air.

After the shiqin fell into her hands, Wendy closed her eyes lightly, and the temperament exuding from her changed drastically.

The original glance made people feel lazy and humorous, but after the wind passed by her, she became an extremely holy appearance holding the lute.

Wendy placed her fingers lightly on the strings, and began to play gently following the gentle wind blowing outside the window.