The strongest world crossing

Sangsang, who wanted to go into the house to help Ye Zhen tidy up, got ashamed on the nose.

Lighting a candle, Ye Zhen cleaned the house by himself, bit by bit.

This small building has only two floors, and the area is extremely small. It can be said that it only has one room upstairs, one room downstairs, a well in the small courtyard, and a small kitchen.

A pot of clear tea is fragrant every time.

Ye Zhen said, "I didn't expect the original owner of this shop to have such good tea."

Ye Zhen, who studied ink and picked up the pen, holding the pen holder, seemed to have entered another state.

Seats, tea, small buildings, the capital, and even the world disappeared one by one. In the end, the whole world seemed to be left with only the pen in hand and the blank paper in front of it.

Opening his eyes suddenly, a desolate, vast, lonely, only sword eternal world jumps in the candlelight.

The next moment, Ye Zhen moved, swiping the pen like a sword, and swaying the inexplicable charm through the pen and ink.

After a while, Ye Zhen put away his pen, and the word sword on the white paper that almost covered the entire table in front of his eyes was ordinary, even ugly, lying on it.

However, Ye Zhen himself was immersed in the words of the sword.

His eyes were blurred, and after an unknown amount of time, he put down the pen in his hand, picked up the paper, looked at the words on the sword in front of him with great satisfaction, and exclaimed, "What a sword! What a sword!"

Searching around, this small building should be a warehouse or something before sitting in the small building, or the warehouse of the study, with pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and even mounting things.

After a lot of work, Ye Zhen hung a picture scroll on the wall, and there was only one "sword!" in the picture scroll

Yawning, Ye Zhen took one last look at the word "sword" and nodded in satisfaction. Writing this word seemed to consume a lot of Ye Zhen's mind, and it was difficult to lift his sleepy eyelids at this time.

Early the next morning, Ye Zhen got up, opened the door, and looked at the closed door next to him. That kid Ning Que drank so much yesterday, he probably won't be able to get up today.

Shaking his head slightly, Ye Zhen turned back, came to the backyard, washed his face with a bucket of cold well water, drew out the steel sword in its sheath, and slowly brushed the pattern on the sword with his fingers.

Recalling the insights gained from watching the "sword" last night in my mind, slowly, the whole person entered a wonderful state.

Suddenly!Ye Zhen moved, but his sword moves changed from the previous vigorous and resolute, fierce and lore.

However, the movements are still flowing and flowing, which is extremely ornamental. Even ordinary people will be immersed in this nature after watching it.

"Buzz!"

After a long time, Ye Zhen stabbed out with a sword, and the long sword was as motionless as the root of an old tree, but there was a sound of sword cry in the small courtyard.

The next moment, a little light hovered over the tip of the sword, and the weeds in front of them seemed to like this light very much, and they all leaned towards the tip of the sword.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Ye Zhen realized that he had already escaped from the sword move, and began to change to the realm of the sword force, but the sword force was just an excessive, as for the future...Ye Zhen didn't know.

Maybe you will know it after you really enter the sword posture.

"choke"

The steel sword was sheathed and placed on the table by Ye Zhen.

After Ye Zhen entered the house in a hurry, the small courtyard was stabbed in the direction of Ye Zhen's sword, and the weeds on the ground suddenly began to wither at a rapid rate.

Hurry up to sharpen and pick up the pen, Ye Zhen has a new understanding of the sword practice just now.

"You say you love the rain, and you open an umbrella to avoid it. You say you love the sun, but you seek shade and reject it. You say you like the wind, and you close your house and leave it. You say you grow old together, what I fear..."

Putting down the ink pen in his hand, Ye Zhen suddenly smiled and said "Wei Jian's love".

"Good sword! Good sword!"

While Ye Zhen was sighing, a voice of admiration suddenly came from behind him.

Ye Zhenzhen was startled. When he was just writing, although he put all his heart into it, he also took some time to be vigilant about his surroundings. "However, when someone entered the house, I didn't notice it. If this person wanted my life just now..."

Ye Zhen turned around while holding the pen, looked at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with a somewhat elegant appearance behind him, and put down the pen in his hand.

"Please sit down!"

Sitting behind the table, Ye Zhen made a gesture of invitation.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, facing Ye Zhen across the case.

Ye Zhen said, "Looking at the appearance of this street, there are only two kinds of people who come here, one is the owner of this street or this shop, and the other is the culprit who caused all this, I don't know which one is sir? "

The middle-aged man cracked his mouth into a smile, showing his white teeth, and said in a soft but magnetic voice, "Which one do you think I am?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhen stretched his hand into his bosom, took out a gold ingot with fingerprints on it and put it on the table, saying, "This street looks like this, this ingot should be enough for these two shops for a month." The rent is up." After saying that, Ye Zhen pushed Yuan Bao in front of the middle-aged man.

But the middle-aged man didn't even look at Yuan Bao in front of him, and said with a smile, "How do you know that I am the owner of this street, and, little brother, don't you wonder why this street has become like this?"

Ye Zhen shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm not curious, to be honest, I like this place very much."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded and said, "Understood, I won't rent the shop to you now, but... I can make a bet with you, little brother."

Ye Zhen showed curiosity and said, "What bet?"

The middle-aged man said, "If you and your companions dare to stay in this shop for three days, I will waive your rent for half a year, how about it?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhen frowned slightly, and some vague memories about this world flooded into his mind again.

Ye Zhen said, "What's your name?"

The middle-aged man said, "Chao Xiaoshu, mine calls me Chao Erge, and everyone in the world calls me Chunfengting Lao Chao."

Hearing this name, Ye Zhen was stunned, and his vague memory instantly became clear.

Seeing Ye Zhen's appearance, Chao Xiaoshu asked curiously, "How come little brother has heard my old Chao's name?"

Ye Zhen shook his head and said, "No, I just think this name...is very cute"

"Because... I like your name, so if you want the word "sword", I will give it to you. My name is Ye Zhen."

ps: Bronze feels that the plot written recently is a bit procrastinated. You must know that this TV series has 60 episodes!After the manuscript was uploaded in the next two days, the plot began to speed up. After all, many book friends have never read Jiang Ye. I am afraid that reading these chapters will be confusing. Try to end next week, and then follow the book friend’s suggestion. Write more in the world, and finally ask for a recommendation ticket.

Chapter 185 The Most Shameless Old Man

"Is this something for me?"

Chao Xiaoshu pointed at the word "Sword" on the wall, with some surprise in his eyes.

Folding his hands in front of his chest, he said to Xiaoshu, "Brother Ye should also practice swords, don't you see the value of this picture?"

Ye Zhen shook his head slightly, and said with a smile, "This handwriting is too ugly, it's Ye Mou's fault, so it's okay to give it to you."

Chao Xiaoshu got up, and said with a smile, "I can't refuse this gift from Brother Ye, so Brother Ye is bold, and I am not bad at Lao Chao. I will give these two shops to Brother Ye."