MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 504 envelope

  Chapter 504 Envelope

   "This is today's talisman."

  In the pavilion on the back mountain, He Fanshuang put a stack of talismans written by himself on the table.

"Thanks."

   Li Ang picked up the talisman and put the talisman papers into the talisman plate one by one. He had to fight the brown mud every day, so he didn't have the energy to write talismans. "Stay here for lunch? Cuiqiao made wontons."

   "It's almost done!"

  Chai Cuiqiao in the kitchen yelled crisply when she heard her name.

  Yu’s wontons are actually similar to the dumplings in the memory of other worlds, with large fillings, thick and round skins, and clumped together.

   Li Ang is not used to eating, so he still asked Chai Chai to make it according to his method, pork and celery stuffing, square dough, boiled in hot water, then added some seaweed, mustard, and coriander powder.

"good."

  He Fanshuang didn't refuse either. Although she could be so fascinated by reading that she could only eat white cakes without any fillings for a day, she still had a concept of what was delicious and what was not.

   If you can eat food, of course you have to.

  She glanced at his pale face, and asked calmly: "Tired of things in Dongjun Building?"

  Li Ang couldn't reveal his mission, so he had to answer vaguely, "Yeah."

  He Fanshuang slightly raised his eyebrows, "Can't solve it in a short time?"

   "For now."

   Li Ang smiled wryly. Even though he used all the methods including ink silk and glow crossbow, he still couldn't help the brown mud, and it was very difficult to break through its body surface defense.

  He paused for a moment and asked, "When you broke through to the Cloud Patrol Realm, what were you thinking?"

  At the beginning, Seng Jianquan wanted to create the Six Paths of Reincarnation in Xingzhou, Sui Yi and Li Ang tried to hold back Seng Jianquan, while He Fanshuang galloped to Weizhou to find support with his sword.

   "There was no time to wait,"

  He Fanshuang said calmly: "I just thought, let Jian Guang go faster and faster. Then I broke through."

   "That's it."

  Li Ang was envious and disappointed at the same time. He knew that He Fanshuang was extremely talented, but he didn't expect that there would be no obstacles in breaking through the realm.

  He Fanshuang smiled faintly, "Xun Yun's realm, Xun, inspecting the movement, clouds, the atmosphere of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

  If you feel bored, you might as well go out for a walk, maybe you will feel something. "

   Li Ang sighed, "How can I be free?"

  He Fanshuang frowned slightly and said, "How long has it been since you were really free?"

   "What do you mean? I've been relatively free recently."

  Li Ang is a little puzzled, he has a long-term leave of absence, so he doesn't have to go to class. Except for taking time to go to Dongjun Tower every day, the rest of the time is spent in the pavilion on the back mountain, thinking about ways to break the situation.

  He Fanshuang said: "I'm talking about really being free. Do some things of your own."

  “.”

   Li Ang opened his mouth. Indeed, he seemed to have not rested for a long, long time.

   When did it start?

  When are the academic exchanges between countries? Or since the disaster in Chang'an City?

  I am either busy writing classics and papers, or going to the Imperial Medical Office to give lectures to students,

  Even at home, it is always non-stop, separate the mind, explore the function of ink silk, and hone the power of mind.

  Seeing Li Ang frowned and thinking, He Fanshuang said: "Xun Yun's realm, Xun, sees the movement, clouds, heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

  If you feel irritable and stuffy, you might as well go out for a walk. "

  ——

  Going for a walk is easy to say, but when Li Ang really stood outside the school gate after lunch, he didn't know where to go for a while.

   "Mr. Li Xiaolang?"

  The doubtful voice of the coachman sounded, Li Ang came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, "Let's go to Chang'an City first."

   As the hub rotated, Li Ang habitually took out a dozen chanting needles as thin as a cow's hair from his sleeves, and put them in his palms to prepare for practice.

  Recalling He Fanshuang's words again, he forcibly held back, and put all the chanting needles back into the interlayer of the cloth armguard.

  He rubbed his palms, opened the curtains, and looked out the window.

  The evergreen leaves on the roadside sway with the wind, the clear mountain spring flows along the naturally formed roadside ditches, and the broken afternoon sun is reflected on the water surface.

  He has walked the road back to Chang'an from Xuegongxia Mountain for four years, and this is the second time in his memory that he enjoys the roadside scenery so relaxedly and happily——

  The last time I was the No. 1 scholar, when I was just admitted to the academy.

  The carriage drove out of Xiashan Mountain, went down the mountain road, and drove into the city gate. At Li Ang's request, it drove into Judefang and stopped at the gate of Aunt Song's house.

   "The sun has risen."

  You Xiao, who was lying on a deck chair in the courtyard basking in the sun, was very happy to see Li Ang's visit, and stood up with the help of the maid.

  You Xiao has been pregnant for more than several months, and the pregnancy is obvious, "I'll call Shao Yuan out."

"No."

  Song Shaoyuan walked out of the hall, patted Li Ang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Why, come to see your nephew? Don't bring any gifts."

   "I came in a hurry, I forgot."

   Li Ang smiled wryly, "I'll make it up next time."

   "What gift does my family bring, Risheng, don't listen to his nonsense."

  You rolled his eyes with a smile, and poked Song Shaoyuan's ribs, "And it doesn't have to be a nephew."

   "I was quick to speak, and I made a mistake."

  Song Shaoyuan knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and added: "Daughter is good, she can be a padded jacket. She is better than a brat."

   It may be because of being at the feet of the emperor and being tainted by the aura of wealth and nobility, the brats in Chang'an City are much more destructive than the brats in Ganzhou City.

   Chasing cats and dogs, and bombing the hut with firecrackers are all routine operations.

  Worse, they would run to the gate of Pingkang Fang, loudly announce the false news that a certain shrew from a certain family in such and such a square has come to catch the rape, and happily watch the people whose names have been reported flee in a hurry.

  You Xiao asked the servants at home to fetch melons, fruits and tea and put them on the table. I went back to the back room, allowing the two of them to have a separate conversation space.

   "My mother and her friends went to Haotian Temple outside the city, come back in the afternoon."

  Song Shaoyuan took a sip of his tea and said with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Why do you suddenly want to come over and have a look?"

   Li Ang pretended to be angry, "What's wrong, can't you come if you have nothing to do?"

   "Of course you can, you are always welcome. You often say that you might even be able to help drive up the land price in Gudefang."

  Song Shaoyuan smiled and said, "Look at your expression, do you have something on your mind?"

   After all, they have known each other since childhood, and Song Shaoyuan could see the worry in Li Ang's eyes at a glance.

   "I guess."

   Li Ang didn't know how to explain, so he had to say.

  Song Shaoyuan grabbed a handful of melon seeds, "About practice?"

  Li Ang nodded, "Yes."

"Well"

  Song Shaoyuan thought for a moment, "In terms of cultivation and talent, I'm not good enough to teach you anything.

  However, you are stuck listening to the rain, right? Not too bad for your grade. "

   "But it's still a few months behind Pei Jing and He Fanshuang."

   Li Ang shook his head. He is now a Xun Xun. Pei Jing and He Fanshuang, who are at the same level as him, have been promoted to Xun Yun. In Jia Luo's letter some time ago, she also said that she has reached the realm of innate warriors and came from behind.

  As for Bian Chenpei from Taihao Mountain, he has already reached the cloud patrolling realm.

  As the weakest school tour, there is still a little pressure on me.

   "That's it."

  Song Shaoyuan thought for a while, got up and went back to the house, and brought a stack of envelopes.

  (end of this chapter)