Full-time protagonist information entry [Quick Pass]

The son of Qianmo, the legacy of the world.

——Master Bell

Opening the cover of the book, there were eight large characters scrawled on the front page, plus an even more scrawled signature at the end, which made Master Lin's teeth ache for a moment.

If what he heard before was correct, the person who wrote this book should be Zhao Hu's wife, whose nickname is Yin Ling'er.If you look carefully, it also coincides with the signed word 'bell'.

Master Lin looked at the big characters in the book and fell into deep thought for no reason, and automatically filtered out the bear who was still yelling 'Nanziwu Nanziwu'.

In fact, the book writer is the same as the gangster, with a few weird names. It's not surprising to think about it this way, but it's the first time I saw someone calling him Qianmo son, and praising him for his legacy .

Over the years, the leader Lin, who was used to hearing about devils, beasts, and heretics, felt a flash of emotion in his heart.With admiration for the book writer, he sat upright at the table with his robe lifted, holding the book lightly as if holding a treasure, and turning the first page with the dim candlelight.

[Master often says that the moon is sixteen round on the fifteenth day, so Wuqian always likes to bring a glazed lantern, a jar of green plum wine, and a jar of peach petals on the sixteenth day of each month, and squat on the edge of Qianshan cliff Look at the round moon...]

Who is the master?Aunt Nan?

Wuqian is his pseudonym?

It's a good name, and it suits me well.

Master Lin stroked his beard in satisfaction, and then suddenly remembered that Nan Zisui had been talking about going up to the mountain to enjoy the moon every day, probably because of this.

Tsk, it's a pity that in those few days, the climate was changeable, and the sky was cloudy for most of the month.

Roughly scanned through three or two pages of slightly exaggerated descriptions, and then stopped to read carefully when he had no thoughts in Qianqian's mind.

【...Everyone said that the master is a heinous big devil who hurts nature and reason and does all kinds of evil.I didn't mind, and I didn't make any explanations. When I first heard outsiders treat Master like this, I was even a little grateful. In this way, only I know that Master is an excellent person. 】

Heinous, do all kinds of evil?

Aunt Nan?Recalling the appearance of Aunt Nan waving a snake whip to reprimand him, Lin Jiaozhule's inattentive hands used some strength to pull off a bunch of beards, and his face wrinkled in pain.

I must send a copy of this book to Aunt Nan some other day, and let her read it.

Facing the stumped beard on the palm of his hand, he helplessly curled the corners of his mouth. If he really sent it, the old master of the cult would probably come out of the arena again.

Just as I was about to continue reading, a cool breeze suddenly blew in through the cracks in the window and the holes in the window paper, causing the candlelight to flicker in all directions.

Lin Xiwu frowned lightly, picked up the tea bowl on the side and pressed the book, got up and covered someone who had fallen asleep with a quilt, then put on a robe, sat back at the table and continued reading.

【...More and more troubles are lingering in my mind, and they won't leave for days.After Islam handed in the task, Wuqian simply went up to the top of Qianshan cliff with wine to enjoy the moon.When I arrived, I discovered that there should be no one on the edge of the cliff, and there was a familiar figure with white hair and black robes, holding a light scarlet peach blossom fan. 】

[Wuqian took a few steps back with a wry smile, turned around and wanted to leave, the thin robe of the man on the edge of the cliff flashed in his mind, turned back again, untied his cloak and walked towards him: "It's cold in the night, if the master has the pleasure to appreciate For the beauty of the stars and the moon, you need to add more clothes."]

Hey, a little exaggerated.Aunt Nan felt free, at most she would come out to admire flowers and play with snakes, if she was really free, she would just go to a faraway place to enjoy flowers and snakes in another place.

Staying up late at night watching the moon and counting the stars is something Nan Siguo knows how to do.

Master Lin forgot that it was just a storybook, and compared it carefully, the slight frown on the eyebrows deepened before it dissipated.

And what's the matter with Master's white-haired Xuanpao Peach Blossom Fan?You must know that because of Xi's exercises, Aunt Nan has always had black hair and black hair.

With a stomach full of questions, he resisted the little restlessness that quietly rose in his heart, and continued to read.

[Hearing the familiar voice, Wu Wang's lips raised slightly, and he turned his head to look at the little apprentice standing beside him: "Wu Qian is also here to enjoy the moon, isn't this green plum wine made by Cui Gu?"]

【Hearing the master's question, Wuqian nodded with a smile on his face, handed over the jug, moved his mouth, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard the sound of his clothes fluttering. 】

【"Little Hierarch, Cuigu has something to look for you."】

【Wu Wang curled up his rare smile and pursed his lips: "Well, it's cold at night, Wu Qian better go back earlier."】

【After finishing speaking, return the cloak on your body to the original owner.It’s been an eventful autumn recently, and the teaching is busy. He hasn’t had a conversation with his master for a long time. Seeing the back of the other party getting farther and farther away, Wuqian couldn’t help but cheer up and chase after him...]

Lin Xiwu took a deep breath, glanced at his innocent son who was still sleeping, and let out a leisurely breath.

Is he the one with the white hair and black robe?He is the master?Who is Wuqian?Who is Cui Gu?Green basket?

Didn't Mr. Dare to Love Qianmo talk about him, and this awkward counterpoint, why does it feel like there is a hint of love for a child in it?

I lost patience in my heart, but still wanted to know what it was talking about, so he simply scanned the pages at a glance.The more I read, the more angry my heart became. The happy life of the master and apprentice in the last chapter was like the last thread broken in a spider's web, and it also broke the last thread in his brain. string.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

The two masters and apprentices are like this, it is simply disregarding human relations! ! !

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was furious with anger now, Lin Xiwu threw the book aside, and poured two bowls of herbal tea angrily.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the picture of thousands of mountains on the book, and threw the book on the ground bitterly, stepping on it several times, still feeling puzzled.

Later, thinking of Nan Zisui's foolish look when he read the script, he became even more anxious.Angrily, he found out the little baggage that he never left with him, opened it and looked through it, and found that except for two Jianghu Fengyun records, there were ten volumes of different sizes. Although the characters in the books were not him, they were all of this kind.

There are so many types and tricks of generals and scholars, free and easy swordsmen and little thieves.

I thought my son was looking at Lao Tzu's great achievements in the early years, but I didn't expect it to be some unfounded romantic deeds.Feeling that the two volumes of Jiang Hu Feng Yun Lu were of different thicknesses, Master Lin frowned and opened the cover, and just by looking at the name, he could tell that it was another book of other people's romantic deeds.

After flipping through a few pages, I found that this book is even more absurd.Raptors pounding into the alleys?

it is good!

very good!

Lin Xiwu laughed back angrily, walked to the bedside with a thick stack of books, and threw them on him one by one.

Cubs!Let you not know what to watch all day long!

Although he was angry, he didn't really hit it hard. The book fell on Xiongzizi through the layers of quilt without being heavy or itchy.

Seeing those notebooks, Lin Xiwu panicked in his heart, stretched out his hand and pinched the face of someone who was sleeping angrily, and after seeing red marks on his fair face, he withdrew his hand resentfully, sat on the edge of the bed and lightly Sighed lightly.

It would be great if Aunt Nan was here, she would go down with a whip and take care of her stupid son...

In the future... Thinking of the future, Master Lin turned his head to look at Nan Zisui. From a little dumpling who could only cry, to a handsome young man, the bitterness and sweetness of more than ten years can only be experienced by raising children.

It's still too indulgent, saying that he wanted to cultivate a scum of the world, but he didn't really cultivate it.From childhood to adulthood, Xiaotuanzi didn't want to do things that he said he wouldn't do.

How could he explain this to Aunt Nan and Cuiluo? After all, before they left the church, they had hinted many times about Zisui's life events, as well as the portraits of women that were constantly being sent to the church...

Forget it, forget it, the son is young and energetic, maybe it's just a novelty for a while.

What a fresh fart!

Recalling the lifelike portraits in the book, Lin Xiwu gritted his teeth and took out the page, tearing it off, grinding it to pieces bit by bit.

After working so hard to bring him up, he dared to search for romantic anecdotes about him, his wings are hardened!

If it was just a fiction about the indescribable relationship between the senior sister and the junior junior sister, it would be fine, but what was written was actually the love-hate relationship between him and the illusory apprentice, thanks to his hard work of not being close to men over the years...

After thinking about it randomly, the anger subsided by seven or eight points, but a little more worry.

Could it be because of the last time he robbed the civilian girl, which caused him to be resistant to the girl?Recalling Nan Zisui's behavior towards the female disciples in the teaching school, Lin Xiwu felt more and more that it was caused by that incident.

At the moment, I have some thoughts, if that is the case, there is still room for maneuver.

Looking down at the dusty inn bedding, the bean worm green on his body was even more dazzling, and he let out another long sigh helplessly.

In a word, it's not good to keep reading these words, and you can't indulge Nan Zisui anymore.

When he stood up and was about to go out, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, raised his eyes slightly and frowned, looked around, and found that the cold wind from outside was blowing in along the holed window paper.

The window hole for air leakage is at the head of the bed. The hole that used to be only the size of a finger belly has now become a gap about a foot long, continuously pouring wind into the room.

Master Lin picked up a miscellaneous book from the bed without thinking, and erected it to block the hole.The wind was a bit strong, and the blown book was wobbling like it might fall down at any time, so he casually picked up the bronze mirror that was set aside and held it against it.

Seeing the face reflected in the bronze mirror, he couldn't help touching his chin. The goatee was indeed a bit old.

Lin Xiwu curled the corners of his mouth indifferently, and the blurred figure in the mirror also hooked his lips. Anyway, the master's eyebrows and eyes are quite handsome, and he is not afraid of being old.Besides, Nan Siguo's goatee is probably longer than his now.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the morning light outside through the window paper, and suddenly realized that he hadn't slept all night, so he yawned lazily, turned around and went to the bed to tidy up the scattered books on the bed.

"water……"

"Ok?"

Nan Zisui's voice was surprisingly soft, and he still couldn't hear clearly from the side, so he had to get closer, and leaned down in front of the other person's face: "What?"

Nan Zisui coughed twice and turned over, opened his mouth and found that his throat hurt so badly that he couldn't make a sound, his nose was full of the smell of coarse food and wine, so he had to open his eyes uncomfortably, but was caught off guard by a pair of amber eyes, Lost for a moment.