Mozun just wants to steal the teacher

Chapter 11 Enterprise Understanding

With the presence of the old god Yan Huiqing, he turned over the ruins of the collapsed gazebo, took out a piece of wood from it, and handed it to Tang Juan: "This is the test given to you by the teacher, study hard."

Tang Juan looked bewildered: "What do you understand?"

"What you can comprehend is up to you." Yan Huiqing patted him on the shoulder, picked up the flowers, "Whenever you comprehend, come to the retreat room to find me."

"Hey, Master, why don't we discuss it again?"

"Master leads the door, and practice is up to the individual. If you can comprehend it, the teacher can discuss with you the methods of practice, such as restraining obsession, breaking through the realm, and eliminating demons."

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely study hard!"

Yan Huiqing took a deep breath, filled with the fragrance of the spirit flower. Although the flower has not bloomed yet, it should be used to make wine.

He glanced at Tang Juan, who was in deep thought, and left leisurely.

The system was very curious: "Host, what can we learn from that piece of wood?"

Yan Huiqing made a fool of himself: "You guess."

The system pulled through the database and analyzed it carefully: "Look at the material, that piece of wood is a high-quality Chinese fir, which is most suitable for making gazebos... Host, am I right?"

Yan Huiqing nodded lazily: "It should be right."

Before the system had time to be happy, it suddenly realized that it was impossible for Yan Huiqing to know the information about the wood: "No, host, what exactly do you want Tang Juan to learn from that piece of wood?"

Yan Huiqing said in a low tone, "I hate you for being a piece of wood."

system:"?"

After returning to the retreat room, Yan Huiqing rummaged through the box and found two wine jars: "Tongzi, tell me how to make spirit wine."

The system is in a complicated mood: "Host, my large database is used for task adjustment information. You can use the method of mixing ointment, brewing method of spirit wine, and how to kill chickens. You can look up these by yourself. I will never do such a shameful thing again!"

"Oh, is it tuned out?"

"...It's tuned up, I see you found two wine jars, are two enough?"

Yan Huiqing smiled gently, and touched the dog's head of the system: "Enough, good boy, let's play Frisbee."

System: "Okay."

When the outside became quiet, Yan Huiqing couldn't help laughing out as he imagined Tang Juan staring at a piece of wood.

The system called out the production method of spirit wine, and a huge data panel appeared in front of him. Yan Huiqing flipped through it, and tore the petals into pieces according to the production method.

The entire retreat room was filled with the elegant fragrance of flowers, Yan Huiqing put the wine jar beside the tatami, and fell asleep full of the fragrance of flowers.

He was lethargic but the quality of his sleep was intermittent. Sometimes he could sleep for a whole day and night in one sleep, and sometimes he would dream all night.

When he was first in the book, Yan Huiqing would always dream about life in the modern world, and those dreams could not be categorized into specific good or bad.

They are all past life experiences. He saw them, and knew they should be familiar, but he couldn't get familiar with them anyway. There was always a feeling of a lifetime away.

Today is the luck of misfortune. He had a dream, but what he dreamed of was not modern times, but life in the world of novels.

There was a beauty in his dream.

Yan Huiqing was not surprised when he dreamed of Tang Juan, after all, he thought about it every day and dreamed about it at night.

It's just that Tang Juan's image in the dream was beyond his expectation.

In the huge palace, the bed curtains fluttered, and four dark chains extended from the bedposts. The chains were covered with small bells that would not ring, and each bell was painted with the same symbol in cinnabar.

The four chains cuffed the wrists and ankles of the person on the bed respectively, restricting his range of activities to the bed.

Tang Juan was dressed in red, and the hem of his clothes was embroidered with silver and white patterns, as if he was wearing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

If you look carefully, you can find that the silver and white patterns on his clothes are the same as those on the chain bell.

Tang Juan stood by the bed, lowered his head, and stared at the man who was tightly chained to death for a long time. There was no trace of sternness in the exposed side face, but a crazy expression of affection and paranoia.

The robe covered the person on the bed, only half of his body was exposed, the clothes were half-faded, and the dark teeth marks on his shoulders could be faintly seen.

It doesn't look like a hickey, more like an old scar.

Yan Huiqing wanted to see everything in the dream clearly, but there seemed to be something in his mind deliberately blocking his thinking, making him unable to move and think.

He heard Tang Juan, who was so focused on cultivation, coaxed softly and patiently in a hoarse voice, "Take your medicine obediently, don't you keep saying that you have never been to the Royal Forty-Nine City? I will take you to see the flowers..."

My mind was dizzy and the pain was severe. Yan Huiqing wanted to continue listening, but suddenly woke up from the dream.

The system asked with concern: "Host, did you have a nightmare?"

Yan Huiqing frowned: "I don't know if it's a nightmare."

"What did you dream about?"

"dream……"

Yan Huiqing paused, his eyes filled with confusion: "What did I dream about? Why can't I remember?"

He couldn't remember what he dreamed of, but only vaguely remembered that he had dreamed of Tang Juan.

The system comforted: "According to the data, the reason why I don't remember my dream after waking up is because the quality of sleep is better."

Yan Huiqing is not a person who will make trouble for himself, he turned over and slumped on the tatami: "Maybe, what time is it now, how long have I been asleep?"

System: "Host, you only slept for half an hour, and Tang Juan is still studying wood, do you want to sleep again?"

Yan Huiqing let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and prepared to go back to sleep again.

I hope I don't have any more dreams this time.

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Huilongjue fell asleep for two full days, and when Yan Huiqing woke up, she was in a daze, never expecting to sleep for such a long time.

The system boasted: "The host can go to participate in the competition. You are definitely the person in the Guinness Book of World Records who took the longest time to sleep back from the cage."

Yan Huiqing chuckled: "Thank you for the compliment, has anything happened these two days?"

"Report to the host, Tang Juan is fine."

"……anything else?"

The system is puzzled: "What else?"

"Tang Juan, Tang Juan, Tang Juan, you know Tang Juan all day long." Yan Huiqing stretched his waist, "Is anyone coming to see me, and if anything happened in the Lingling Sect, tell me about it. "

The system suddenly realized, and reported what happened one by one. At the end, it changed the topic again: "Host, Tang Juan has been looking at that piece of wood day and night, comprehended many things, and sent several musical notes. .”

Yan Huiqing was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say for a moment.

That idiot really realized something by looking at a piece of wood?

The system warmly recommends: "Does the host want to listen?"

Yan Huiqing felt a little itchy: "It's not impossible to listen."

The accumulated notes under the candlestick outside the retreat were brought in, and Yan Huiqing sat cross-legged and couldn't wait to tear one up.

Tang Juan's cold voice sounded out of thin air, without any warmth, which made people think of a cold beauty that did not match his image and temperament.

"I looked through many classics, but I didn't find anything related to wood. I think, the master probably told me not to rely on external objects, and rely on my own strength to solve the problem."

Yan Huiqing was silent for a while, then asked curiously, "Has he really turned the pages?"

"Overturned is overturned, but..." the system looked at the sky, "it turned over the cheat book you took out from the secret realm."

Yep, that's just nonsense.

Yan Huiqing thought of the little routine that became popular after a while, and deliberately lost his temper with those close to him. Without explaining, the other party would tell the whole story of the wrong things he had done and make up for it.

Substituting Tang Juan into it, there is an inexplicable similarity.

Yan Huiqing touched it and smiled: "It's a good compilation, I hope he can solve the problem by himself, don't think about stealing the teacher all day long."

System: Then it's probably impossible to do it, the plot is left here.

Yan Huiqing listened to it one by one, and had to admit Tang Juan's ability to talk nonsense. He could go all over the world with a piece of wood.

"He has already compiled eighteen generations of ancestors for the wood, so the last piece of musical notes should not say that the wood has been cultivated to become a fine man, and he can ascend to the Tao?"

"The last note was delivered just today, and it is quite different from the previous ones in terms of time. It took two days and one night, so it should be different from the previous ones."

Yan Huiqing got a little interested and tore it open.

A tired voice sounded in the retreat room, panting slightly, as if extremely exhausted: "Everything is just a cloud, Master, I have thought about it for a long time, but I still can't think of what you want me to understand. The wood is from the collapsed gazebo. out of the pile, and I took the time to fix the gazebo."

Yan Huiqing's heart trembled, as if being pricked by a needle, it was tingling and numb.

At the end of the accumulating talisman, the talisman paper shattered like burning, turning into a glowing butterfly, fluttering between his slender fingers.

Yan Huiqing frowned: "In such a short time, won't he sleep?"

System: "When the host came back to sleep, he didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights."

MDZZ.

With a thought in his mind, Yan Huiqing teleported to the room.

Tang Juan was exhausted and slept deeply. Because his skin was too white, the blue color under his eyes was particularly obvious.

Because of his casual insight, he went to repair the pavilion without rest for two days and two nights, regardless of his own health, it was simply stupid.

For the first time in Yan Huiqing's life, his heart softened completely.

"Do you like practicing that much?"

What a piece of wood.

Yan Huiqing walked lightly and left the room: "How can I get rid of the demons?"

System: "According to the plot, the inner demons are eliminated little by little, and there is no specific way."

"If you don't have one, go find it."

The distress for Tang Juan turned into hostility towards the system, Yan Huiqing scolded in a deep voice: "I can't even solve a small heart demon, I'm doing a fart task, get out of here—"

The voice stopped abruptly, Yan Huiqing stared blankly at the ruins of the gazebo, which had not changed: "This is... repairing a loneliness?"

The system has not yet recovered from being scolded, so he replied tremblingly: "After Tang Juan moved two bricks, he felt too tired, so he gave up."

"...Then why did he stay awake for two days and two nights?"

"For the sake of cultivation, practicing according to the exercises in the secret book will not trigger inner demons. He wanted to try to see if he could break through in one fell swoop, but failed."

Yan Huiqing sneered: "Okay, very good."

Don't you like to practice? I'll let you practice as much as you want.

He went back to the room and threw off the quilt: "Get up and practice!"

The author has something to say:

On understanding

Tangtang: This wood has a beautiful shape and high-quality material. It must be an elite among trees, especially suitable for cultivation. Master, I understand, right?

Brother Yan: I hate that you are a piece of wood.