Too Reckless

Zuo Lingquan was amused by the fifth brother's words and shook his head.

Lao Lu was also amused, holding a wine bowl, he praised the authentic:

"Little friendly eyesight, and flattery can still be smooth. If this is outside, it will be very promising."

Zuo Lingquan was stunned when he heard the words, then raised his wine bowl and bowed: "Is Mr. Lu really a practitioner?"

Old Lu Ping returned with a wine bowl: "I have practiced for a while, but I have given up. The road is too long to finish."

"Oh?"

Zuo Lingquan carefully observed it, and since he didn't see anything special, he asked directly:

"How high is Mr. Lu's cultivation?"

Lao Lu swayed the wine bowl, paused for a moment, and then sighed:

"I've traveled a lot, and my realm is not very high. I've been to the fifth level of Qi Refining."

Zuo Lingquan didn't doubt it, after all, he didn't have any weight, so he couldn't tell if it was true or not.

Zuo Yunting had a little understanding of cultivation, and asked:

"Old Lu, you said that you are an outsider, what are you doing in the Great Dan capital? Could it be that we have some good things here to hunt for treasures?"

Old Lu smiled, secretly saying that this is true, but it is not a treasure hunt, but a search for people.

Lao Lu has been practicing swords all his life, but he has never realized his own 'Jian Yi'; Jian Yi does not refer to a single move, but a summary of the swordsman's life, which is 'the way to simplicity' and what he does. A symbol of reaching the extreme.

Not being able to understand Jian Yi means that his kendo has gone astray, or he hasn't reached the top. This is a regret and unwillingness for Lao Lu, who has climbed up step by step from a poor boy in a mountain village.

So Lao Lu wanted to come and see what kind of person he was who could understand this sword. Maybe he could also look at the ways of others and bring him some insight.

In the morning, he went all over Xihuang Valley. He looked at everyone. Among them, Zuo Lingquan was regarded as one of the few good seedlings.

But Zuo Lingquan was too young, and it was unlikely that he could reach the limit of his own kendo at such a young age, and other conditions were also too different, so he went to the nearby towns to look for it.

After coming here, he felt that the surroundings were a bit weird, and after looking for a long time, he didn't see anything weird, so he met these two brothers again.

These things are too mysterious, and it is not easy to tell the two little dolls who are toddlers. Lao Lu thought for a while and replied

"I walked a lot in the past, but I went to practice. I didn't pay attention to the mountain outside and the wine in my hand. Now that I'm older, I want to take a look at it before going into the ground."

Zuo Lingquan was in Xihuang Valley. He had heard a lot of things that he had been practicing for half his life and finally returned to his hometown in frustration. He understood what Lao Lu said:

"Cultivation is nothing more than wanting to live longer and see more. In the end, even if you don't seek longevity, as long as you have seen it, it is not a waste of time."

Old Lu was quite satisfied with these words: "Little friend is in a good mood. This is the way of practice. Few people can really live forever. They are eager to achieve success, but everything fails. If you hold this kind of thinking, you will have less hardships on the road of cultivation in the future. "

Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised: "How does Mr. Lu know that I am a practitioner?"

Lao Lu raised his eyelids: "Who would normal people talk about these cultivation insights? Did you see your brother talking about it?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan was speechless.

Zuo Yunting laughed loudly, picked up the wine bowl and touched Lao Lu:

"Old Lu's eyesight is not bad. My cousin is most obsessed with practice. For the sake of the avenue of longevity, even the beautiful princess can ignore it. It's a pity that the gods don't want people's wishes, and they can't enter through the door. Now they have all gone to Dayan."

When Lao Lu heard this, his eyes became slightly puzzled, and he glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"Looking at Xiaoyou's face, he's not a stupid person, why can't you start talking about it?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little helpless when he talked about this: "When I was young, the masters felt the bones. They said that the meridians were blocked and they couldn't practice. So far, I haven't stepped on the threshold. In fact, I'm not a practitioner."

Everyone in the practice knows that 'Zang Feng' is for self-protection, and Lao Lu is not sure if Zuo Lingquan's words are true or not.

"Heaven and earth are the most just, and if you are not born, you will not be given a chance. If you can't cultivate true qi, you must first prepare your body. You have to be patient, don't rush."

Zuo Lingquan originally thought like this, raised the wine bowl and said:

"Then borrow Lu Laoji's words."

Two young and one old, they just sat in the restaurant and chatted for a long time.

Zuo Lingquan was skeptical at first, but at the end of the conversation, he found that Lao Lu was also an easy-going old man.

On the other hand, Zuo Yunting was naturally familiar, and he was more naive than Zuo Lingquan. After two bowls of wine, he felt a little buoyant. He hooked on Lao Lu's shoulder and called him a brother. In the end, he had to ride someone else's donkey.

Lao Lu was also interested, stood by and looked at it, and from time to time he would laugh with the neighbors who were watching the play.

On such occasions, Zuo Lingquan really couldn't squeeze in and join in the fun, standing by the window.

It's just that before he even took a few glances, there was a little hair behind him, as if there was a cold gaze staring at him.

?

Zuo Lingquan turned his head and saw that outside the curtain at the door of the back room, Tang Jingshen wrapped her arms around her bulging chest, with a small face, with a look of 'I won't scold you if you have friends here' The housekeeper looks like.

Zuo Lingquan put down his wine bowl and came to Tang Jingxing, saying strangely:

"Sister Tang, what's wrong?"

Tang Jingxuan suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her eyes, made a very dissatisfied appearance, and spread her palms:

"what do you mean?"

Zuo Lingquan looked at the beautifully packaged rouge box in the palm of his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth and said:

"For Sister Tang, do you like it?"

Like it?

You really can ask!

I like it, I like it, can you give me rouge?

Tang Jing's brows furrowed tightly, and after pondering some words, she said solemnly:

"Zuo Lingquan, sister, I can say hello to you, you are drinking with me, it is my duty to entertain you. I am not a shy woman, don't think that you are handsome, have a good family background, have a good character, and know how to If something comes up, you can mess around! If it wasn't for your young age, I would have kicked you out long ago, little horse-drawn cart, aren't you ashamed?"

Nagging, talking a lot.

Zuo Lingquan's expression was calm. After listening carefully, he shook his head and explained:

"Don't talk nonsense, Sister Tang, you don't know who I am? I just went to Xianzhizhai to buy a dozen boxes of rouge for the princess and the senior sister of Xihuang Valley. Just when I came over for a drink, I brought a box for Sister Tang too. Other meanings. If Sister Tang feels inappropriate..."

Zuo Lingquan stretched out his hand, trying to get the rouge box back.

Tang Jingxuan just didn't dare to ask for it, but she didn't say she didn't like it. Even the eldest princess is using rouge. Which woman in the capital doesn't like it?

Hearing Zuo Lingquan's explanation, Tang Jingxuan hurriedly closed his palms, letting him grab the air, but his face still looked scrutinized:

"Do you mean what you said? Didn't you buy it for my sister?"

Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes, showing doubts:

"Why should I buy it for Sister Tang? Could it be that Sister Tang thought I was plotting something wrong?"

Isn't it?

Tang Jingxun blinked twice, feeling that Zuo Lingquan was telling the truth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I felt a little inexplicable frustration in my heart. However, her expression softened, she snorted softly, picked up the rouge box and looked at it:

"Because of your kindness, I don't care about my sister and accept it. But I still want to warn you that things like rouge, hairpins, and combs can't easily be sent to my daughter's house. What should I do? It can't be like this in the future."

Zuo Lingquan nodded and smiled, then raised his hand:

"Sister Tang thinks it's inappropriate, so I can't give it away, so let's take it back, lest Sister Tang misunderstand."

"Ehhh..."

Tang Jingxuan hurriedly put her hand behind her waist to protect the rouge box, stared at it for fear of being robbed, and said confidently:

"Little Zuo, why are you so ignorant? Can you get back what you sent? Wouldn't your reputation be ruined if you spread it out?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that Tang Jingyou liked it, so he deliberately teased her, raised his hand and grabbed it twice, chasing Tang Jingyou around in circles.

I never wanted to make a fuss twice when a voice came from outside:

"Cough cough—"

There were no other guests in the restaurant, so Tang Jingxuan dared to talk to Zuo Lingquan about the rouge. Hearing the cough, Tang Jingxuan thought that there were guests coming, and hurriedly turned around again, pretending to be looking for something.

Zuo Lingquan turned his back to the door and looked back at the sound.

But this time, Zuo Lingquan was stunned when he saw the tall figure standing at the door.

Outside the restaurant, Lao Lu was still watching the fool ride a donkey.

Zuo Yunting, who was riding on a donkey, woke up at some point. He covered his mouth with his hands and looked like he had seen a ghost. He moved cautiously to the far side of the street. Burn some paper' look...

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