I'm the man with the outline [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Qingming stopped. He stood in front of a hairpin lady's stall, holding a hair crown and looking carefully.

Meng Rugui poked out three heads from behind and looked curiously at why this uncle was different from usual.

Meng Rugui was afraid that Zhao Qingming would slip up after drinking, so in order to take care of Zhao Qingming's face, he turned his head to the three and said, "Go and play by yourself, remember to go back to the disciple's house before the curfew at night, and you are not allowed to stay overnight."

"Yes." Gaozhang took the two behind to salute Gu Xuanshen and Meng Rugui: "Disciple, take good care of them both, and please rest assured, Master and Master."

Gu Xuanshen enviously said: "You are really reassuring as a big disciple, if I have such a person by my side, tsk tsk tsk."

I don't know why, but when he said that he wanted to leave Meng Rugui, Shi Qing felt a little reluctant. He walked three steps and turned his head twice, but in the end it was Luo Wanyan who dragged him away.

Luo Wanyan stuck next to Shi Qing's ear and whispered to him: "Come on, I know a store that sells Kongming lanterns, let's buy a few and put them away secretly."

"Oh, don't look at Master anymore, go, go."

Seeing the three juniors leaving, Gu Xuanshen and Meng Rugui approached Zhao Qingming one by one and stopped Zhao Qingming.

Zhao Qingming really drank too much, and he could smell the strong smell of alcohol half a meter away.The round almond eyes that were always open on weekdays are now narrowed into a slit. He tilted his head and looked at the two people in front of him. After thinking for a long time, he vaguely remembered who these two people were.

He was holding the hair crown in his hand, and he didn't give the girl any money, so he was about to put it on Gu Xuanshen's head: "Here, you take it, you wear it to look good."

Gu Xuanshen took the hair crown from him and returned it to the stall owner. He and Meng Rugui looked at each other helplessly, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

Yes, Zhao Qingming's old problem would break out if he drank too much, and it lasted all night.

Seeing that Gu Xuanshen disliked him, Zhao Qingming ran over and pinched Meng Rugui's face again. He squeezed Meng Rugui's face into a bun, and pulled and pulled: "Meng Rugui, why don't you like to laugh, you're so ugly , It's really ugly."

Meng Rugui: "..."

Forget it, who cares about a drunk.

"Hug!" Zhao Qingming opened his arms to Gu Xuanshen after teasing Meng Rugui, "Hug!"

Gu Xuanshen snorted: "You are too big for me to hold."

Zhao Qingming took two steps back, made gestures between himself and Gu Xuanshen, and said with a straight face, "You are much shorter than me."

Gu Xuanshen thought to himself: Although the two of us have had a grudge for a long time, you don't have to.

Zhao Qingming said with a little distaste: "Then you can carry me on your back, and carry me back."

Gu Xuanshen carried Zhao Qingming on his back, like a skinny camel with a sack on its back.He walked slowly, and Zhao Qingming put his mouth next to Gu Xuanshen's ear to blow the wind as if he was dying.

"Scrophulariaceae..."

"Scrophulariaceae, I want you, I want you very much."

"I want to be with you..."

Gu Xuanshen threw Zhao Qingming down his back in a jerk, and Meng Rugui rushed up to catch Gu Xuanshen. He asked, "What did he just say? You have such a big reaction?"

Gu Xuanshen embraced Zhao Qingming again, "He said he wanted to eat the ginseng I hid in the cabinet."

Meng Rugui looked at the two people in front of him, and suddenly felt that he had returned to more than ten years ago.

The distance from the town back to the West Yellow Mountain was not long, but because of dragging Zhao Qingming, when the three of them returned to the West Yellow Mountain, the night watch mechas in the mountain had already started patrolling the night with lanterns.

The night patrol mech heard noises around it, and was just about to surround it with a lantern, but when it saw the signs hanging on the waists of the three men, it slowly walked away.

Zhao Qingming finished asking for ginseng, and started asking for the meridian clock again.

In desperation, Gu Xuanshen took out the meridian clock from his arms.Zhao Qingming took a look at it and threw it to the ground, causing parts to splatter everywhere.

Zhao Qingming bit Gu Xuanshen's ear, and then looked at Meng Rugui aggrievedly: "I want the real one, this big, the big one."

Gu Xuanshen put Zhao Qingming on the ground, and he covered one of his ears, wanting to curse: "Where can I find you a meridian clock, that thing is gone long ago, you can just play with a fake one."

"This little clock costs five taels of silver. If you drop it, it will fall."

Zhao Qingming was reprimanded, he stopped looking for the meridian clock, he pointed to the moon in the sky that was not yet round: "Yueming..."

Meng Rugui's complexion suddenly changed, becoming extremely pale, and he unconsciously grabbed his collar.

Zhao Qingming was still pointing: "The moon is bright, the bright moon is bright..."

Then, chasing a round of bright moon, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he didn't stagger at all when he was drunk.

Gu Xuanshen picked up his clothes and caught up in embarrassment, while running, he said to Meng Rugui: "He's going to spend half the night in this trouble, you go back first, I'll watch him."

Meng Rugui nodded.

Gu Xuanshen turned his head and watched Meng Rugui disappear from sight, he caught up with Zhao Qingming in two steps at a time, held Zhao Qingming's collar and pushed him down on the stone wall: "What do you want the Meridian Clock for? "

"Go back, go back." Zhao Qingming was confused.

Gu Xuanshen said angrily: "Hui Hui Hui, where to go back, where do you say you want to go back."

Zhao Qingming looked up at the bright moon and murmured, "Go back to when we were still together."

……

Shi Qing was dragged by Luo Wanyan to a wide platform in the back mountain. There was a bay of clear water on the platform, and there was a big waterwheel made of willow on the clear water.

Luo Wanyan said enthusiastically, "Let's put it here. They're all asleep at this point, so we'll be fine if we put it here."

She handed Shi Qing a pen and said: "Write your wish on the lamp, put it in the sky, and the empress of the Rotten God will see it, and the Empress of the Rotten God will help you realize it."

Rotten Goddess, the corner of Shi Qing's mouth twitched, what the hell is this?

Shi Qing held the pen, and her thoughts rushed to her, and she didn't know what to write.

He picked up a pen and thought for a while and wrote: I, Shi Qing, lived a safe and smooth life, and could get along with Meng Rugui in harmony until the end. I hope that Su Hanyun will die in the future...

This writing, I couldn't stop writing, and I wrote a full side.

Luo Wanyan sneaked over to look at it, Shi Qing covered the Kongming lantern, Luo Wanyan said: "You are too greedy to write so much."

Greedy?

In fact, he thought of something more greedy just now, but that thing was too far away, and he really couldn't persuade himself to write it on paper.

Seeing Gaozhang standing there, Shi Qing handed one of them to Gaozhang: "Brother, write one too, we'll put it together later."

Gao Zhang turned his head away: "Don't write, the ancestor clearly said that it is not allowed to light Kongming lanterns in the dry winter, and you two just don't listen. And now it's curfew time..."

Luo Wanyan picked out her ears: "Okay, okay, my ears will get calloused if you read it again. Here, here, do you want to write?"

Gao Zhang took it over and said, "Just write it."

When Gaozhang was writing, the whole person was covering up, Shi Qing cheered up and joked: "Senior Brother, you are so secretive, do you write that you want to be with Senior Sister all the time?"

"It's just... it's just... it's not there."

Shi Qing said: "Look, you are so nervous that you stutter."

Luo Wanyan put her own lamp up first, and then helped Shi Qing put up the lamp. During this time, she even took a few sneak peeks, but Shi Qing's handwriting was so ugly that she really didn't understand it.

Seeing that the two were still arguing, she leaned over and said, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Show me, show me."

The three struggled and struggled together, and a slightly unfamiliar voice came from behind: "What are you doing here?"

The three of them looked back and saw that it was Jiangnan City.

It really is what you are talking about.

In the early morning, the fog was thick, and three people knelt in the library on the second floor of Wangfeng Pavilion, dozing off next to each other.

Gao Zhang was better, even when he was sleeping, his posture could be regarded as correct. Luo Wanyan and Shi Qing basically collapsed together, and the two of them were leaning against each other like two puddles of mud.

There were footsteps outside, Gaozhang hurriedly pushed the two people awake, and the three sat back obediently at their desks. In addition to the mountains of books, there were twenty small tables on the second floor of the pavilion. A sensible disciple did it.

Shi Qing looked at the stairs, Qishili came up first, followed by Meng Rugui.

Qi Shili didn't go in again when he got to the top of the stairs, he looked at the three people inside, with a slightly teasing tone: "Thanks to the three of you, your master was also punished, so you four should copy here Xihuang rules, copy until memorized."

Meng Rugui sat next to Shi Qing, without saying a word, began to prepare paper and inkstone.

Meng Rugui didn't go out to pick up the task today, so he didn't tie his hair up. His long hair hung loosely behind his head, and he was only tied in a knot at the end.When holding the pen in his right hand, he showed a part of his wrist. He glanced to the side, saw Shi Qing staring at his wrist, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Shi Qing lowered his head: "Nothing."

Gaozhang heard that Meng Rugui was going to be punished because of his own incident. At that time, he was so ashamed that he stood up and said to Qishili, "Uncle Master, the three of us messed around yesterday, and it has nothing to do with Master, so we don't need to be punished." Master should be punished."

Luo Wanyan agreed, "That's right."

Meng Rugui spread a blank sheet of paper in front of himself: "You don't need to say too much, the disciple made a mistake because the master didn't discipline him well, the punishment this time is to punish you for ignoring the rules, and to punish me for not being strict in discipline. Needless to say, sit down and copy the book."

"Don't make any more noise."

Qi Shili shook his head, and before leaving, he purposely took a second look at Shi Qing's side before leaving.

Although there are not many Xihuang rules, they are complicated and messy. I don't know who sorted them out. They are so messy that I really can't read them.

The first period is the Jianpai clan of Xihuang Mountain, the latter period is the rest time for daily living, sitting and lying down, and the further part is the things that are clearly prohibited by Xihuang.

Shi Qing patiently finished copying the first time, and finally saw the author's signature on the last page. On it were the three big characters that could not wait to break through the sky - Seventy Miles.

No wonder it's so messy, this fox can make it up for people to understand, it's considered very powerful.

Shi Qing was complaining inwardly, and Meng Rugui next to him said, "Your posture for holding the pen is slightly wrong."

More than wrong?Compared with the three of them, my pen-holding posture is far worse.

It's just that I'm used to using a gel pen, so I can't change it even if I hold a brush for a while.

Meng Rugui gave pointers three or two times, but seeing that Shi Qing was still not enlightened, he simply walked behind him and held his hand.

The author has something to say: Nine fishing kings and eight: As we all know, the spiritual core has many uses, such as using it to replace people.

Gu Xuanshen: ...

Nine fishing bastards: Another example is to keep fresh

Meng Rugui: ...

Nine fishing kings and eight: Everyone remember, the spiritual core is a brick, where it needs to be moved

Shi Qing (draws sword): Are you addicted to writing sadism?