Zuo Yuesheng had been prepared for a long time, and while he was blowing, he ran around the table, and the sound of suona followed up and down, which was even more powerful than the magic sound... If the Buddha's Great Compassion Mantra had this kind of brainwashing ability, Why can't you cross the world!

"Left Fat—"

Lu Jing chased him for three or four laps, his brains were going to be blown away by him, he jumped up, hugged his thigh, and the tiger roared.

"Forgive me! The little one is wrong!!"

Zuo Yuesheng has been shameless for many years. For the first time, he was "treated with his own way", and his suona fell out of shock: "Fuck! Lu Shiyi, you learned fast enough! The ability of the face is 30% of my level."

Lu Jing's eyes were quick, he snatched the suona away, and let go of him hesitantly: "Have you not heard the words that Young Master Qiu said... It's called, 'Shibie should be treated with admiration for three days'."

"You are a ghost." Zuo Yuesheng rolled his eyes at the sky, "You are the one who is close to the red and the other is black."

Lu Jing caught a glimpse of a lot of maids in the yard outside to watch the excitement. He hurriedly stood up, strode over, and closed the door firmly with a "bang": "Fuck you, fat fat man, did you do it on purpose? Bring so many people around?"

"Otherwise, why is it called 'the right medicine'?" Zuo Yuesheng sneered coldly, "It's a pity that you are still the son of the owner of the Medicine Valley, and you don't even understand this?"

"It's my father, not me, who is alive and dead." Lu Jing turned around, caught a glimpse of Zuo Yuesheng holding his piece of rice paper with a smile, and shrank his head in a guilty conscience, "I can really explain... "

Unexpectedly, Zuo Yuesheng didn't jump into a rage, but actually showed a kind smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

Kindly, Lu Jing turned his head and ran away.

Zuo Yuesheng put an arm across his neck, strangling him.

"Uncle, spare your life!" Lu Jing struggled hard, "Speak up if you have something to say!"

Zuo Yuesheng, relying on his horizontal, vertical, and wide tonnage, pressed the person back to the table and sat down: "There are two things, one is a small good thing, and the other is a big good thing. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Lu Jing was trembling, and always felt that neither of them was a good thing: "First, listen to the little ones first..."

"The good thing is that your "Return to Dreams" has been delivered to Wenfang," Zuo Yuesheng did not give a shit, "The senior sisters and seniors of the Wenfang Dialect Department have praised you very much. Talented, anonymous, to benefit their leisure life..."

"Oh, it's just worldly fame, just fame!"

Lu Jing's brows were so bright that he almost took out a folding fan.

Seeing him so complacent, Zuo Yuesheng looked like "you are so happy, then I can rest assured", and with the greatest enthusiasm among brothers, patted his shoulder hard: "In three days, you will be famous The candle is raised! Congratulations! Young Master Lu, Lu Dawenhao!"

"It's just a false name! It's just a false name!" Lu Jing clasped his fists repeatedly.

"Oh, you don't have to be so modest now," Zuo Yuesheng said with a solemn expression, "The last one who was unanimously praised by the senior and junior sisters of Shanhaige Wenfang Dialect Headquarters, how many years have passed since now, do you know?"

"Um..." Lu Jing thought for a while, and said modestly, "One hundred years?"

"No!" Zuo Yuesheng shook his head violently.

"two hundred?"

"not enough!"

Zuo Yuesheng stretched out a hand, "Five hundred years! Five hundred years!"

"This, this is impossible, right?" Lu Jing's mouth was grinning to the base of his ear, and he pretended to be calm, "It must be the love of the senior sisters of Wenfang."

"Then do you know who this person is?" Zuo Yuesheng smiled.

"Who?"

"Shen Shangqing, Mr. Shen."

Lu Jing was stunned for a moment, this name is strangely familiar... It seems that he has heard it somewhere... But Mr. Lu is idle, and the most common place in his life is the Golden Cave of the Teahouse and Tavern. The name that he can remember seems to be... It doesn't seem to be anything...

"Oh, do you feel a little familiar," Zuo Yuesheng explained intimately, "It's right! It's the guy who wrote "The Twelve Fenghua Biography" under the pseudonym 'Wuqingsi'. I still remember when the fourth chapter sang After traveling all over the twelve continents, this person pretended to be seriously ill and dragged the 50% off all the time..."

Lu Jing's smile slowly disappeared.

He, seems to have remembered what this widely circulated joke is...

Zuo Yuesheng saw the change in his expression, and continued to say with a smile: "What happened later? After that, the well-known 'Beixuancheng Shen Shang was lightly ill and did not write, and Fenghua Valley Mo Lingyu took his sword and captured it by force. people'."

Lu Jing's hands trembled slightly.

Yes, he remembered it thoroughly, how could he remember the name "Shen Shangqing"!

Fenghuagu is an all-women, with severe polarization in temperament, gentle like autumn water, manic like fire. Unfortunately, this elder Mo Lingyu was the one who was caught in the flames, and it exploded at one point... It was too late to see whether the protagonist of "The Legend of Twelve Winds and Flowers" was dead or alive after being in danger. First, go to Ghost Valley, spend 300,000 taels of gold to calculate a hexagram, and calculate the position of 'Relentless Thought', then cross three continents to Beixuan City, and kick Shen Shangyu's door open...

According to the description of Shen Da Caizi's neighbors, there was a mourning from the courtyard that day, as if "the people's daughter was robbed by force".

sigh!

"Three hundred years, three hundred years, Shen Shangyu was dragged by the elder Mo to the isolated island to retreat for three hundred years! Not only did he finish writing "The Legend of Twelve Winds and Flowers", he also wrote "Twenty Bridges and Moon Nights" Now, there is even a book of "A Hundred Years of Facing the Wall". When it was robbed, it was only in the Ming Xin period, and it was almost half a step after it came out!"