The dragon who wears books is above

An inn becomes a world.

Qin Jiuge has been staying here for half a month.

For half a month, the only thing he did was order a pot of good wine and a few dishes of side dishes, and he sat for most of the day.

Of course, everyone would not think that this person is idle and has nothing to do. If there are monks who go up to make friends, he will not refuse all comers, but he is somewhat alienated, and he has a certain amount of advance and retreat.

He was sitting at the window, and he could see the bustling pedestrians and the huge formation emitting white light in the square.

That is a teleportation array, leading to the land - Hokuriku.

The boy in the shop served him wine, and seeing him looking at the place, he couldn't help muttering: "This light flashes every day, when will it be big?"

Qin Jiuge turned his gaze back, seemingly puzzled: "Oh?"

Seeing that he was interested, the boy's eyes lit up, and he began to chatter: "Presumably the immortal master has also heard about the recruitment of disciples by various sects. Look at the people in our inn, most of them are rushing. They were sent by the Four Great Sects. If it wasn’t for my lack of aptitude, I would have given up all the work here to join their sect.”

Seeing that Qin Jiuge was silent, the servant said again: "I am young and promising, why don't I follow everyone to the Kunlun Immortal Mountain?"

These words are somewhat sincere. Qin Jiuge is generous in his actions and has an extraordinary demeanor. Although his appearance is a bit ordinary, it is a matter of minutes for a cultivator to change his appearance.

Qin Jiuge poured a glass of wine and drank it down, his movements were surprisingly free and unrestrained, and he sighed leisurely: "I don't want to go, it's just that the time hasn't come yet."

The boy was stunned for a moment and didn't say much. If other people heard this sentence, they would call him a fool, but he has been in the inn for many years, and he has already understood that people are not judged by appearances, and sea water cannot be measured.

With a few more low-grade spirit stones in his hand, the servant immediately smiled and bent a little: "What else does the immortal master want to know?"

Qin Jiuge smiled slightly: "Just tell me about the young man who has made a lot of noise recently."

The boy faithfully copied everything he had heard.

"So you just heard about it, but you don't know what that young man looks like." Qin Jiuge said again.

He tapped the table with his fingers, and he looked like a fairy, and he grew lotuses every step of the way. It looked like the technique of Putuo Buddhism. The world of cultivating immortals is almost all people with extraordinary looks. The town is full of ordinary people, so it cannot be closed. It's not surprising that at first sight of a prettier boy, he mistakenly thought that a fairy was reincarnated.

The boy rubbed his head and smiled: "It's heard, the fairy master can't be trusted. But if there is such a person in the world, he must go and see if he loses his family."

Suddenly, for some reason, the boy fell silent. He stared at the door in a daze, his tone barely audible, "That looks...it should be about the same as this one..."

Qin Jiuge followed his gaze, and his breath stopped.

The entire noisy inn seemed to be still.

The young man is only fifteen or sixteen years old, with long hair like ink, blue clothes dyed eyes, his expression is calm, his brows are as far away as the wind, his appearance is like a white snow on a high mountain, but it is like a green flower standing quietly under the Buddha. lotus.

Ren Hongchen's three thousand is not as good as the smoke in his eyes.

Sunlight poured down from his head, he smiled half-smile, and everyone was as silent as Zen.

The little servant quickly reacted and went up to meet him, he was still a little excited: "Master Immortal! You should stay in the hotel if you are a top player..."

The young man smiled slightly, and said leisurely in a clear and indifferent voice: "Give me all the best dishes in your store... serve them to me."

Ben Meow has plenty of money!

A breath of local tyrants looking down on the world rushed over.

Everyone: "..."

The boy had a look of grief and indignation, as if he heard the sound of his own heart breaking.

Shouldn't this kind of person made of Yangchun Baixue drink white dew in the morning and not eat fireworks in the world? !

They don't know that there is a kind of person in this world who doesn't speak as if he is a virgin, but when he speaks... his three views will be destroyed.

The inn immediately returned to normal, it was time to eat and drink, and to comfort the girl who had hurt her heart.

And that boy was Xiao Bai.

Only Qin Jiuge, who was sitting by the window, drank a glass of wine, the infatuation flashed in his eyes, he suppressed the restlessness in his heart, touched his wrist with his left hand soothingly, and sighed softly: "Interesting, really interesting. "

The time has come.

Such a sweet young man, if he let go, it would be unreasonable.

The sky outside the window is calm and breezy, and the runes of the formation are still turning, and there will be more people who will devote themselves to this contest between talent and destiny without hesitation.

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Xiao Bai met that person for the third time.

The first time he was at the inn, the second time he passed by in the city, and the third time he stayed in front of him.

This street is full of bustling hawkers, monks of different colors sit on the ground, most of them are treacherous and treacherous people, if you want to find good things in their hands, it is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Xiao Bai turned around a few times, but couldn't find what he was looking for.There are quite a few low-grade talismans, high-grade talismans are frighteningly expensive, and even top-quality talismans are nonexistent.

He was thinking about whether to go to the trading house, when a person appeared in front of him.

Against the light, carrying a jug of wine, he looked like a wandering knight.However, there is an indescribable aura about him, he has insight into life and death, and understands the world.

"I'm here, Qin Jiuge," said the man.

Xiao Bai thought the name sounded familiar, but couldn't remember where he heard it.

The man said again: "I have a destiny with you."

Xiao Bai: "..." Where did the magic stick come from?

If he remembered who Qin Jiuge was at this time, he would not regret it a few years later.

He will definitely run as far as possible the first time he encounters this psychopath, the farther the better.

The man suddenly smiled and said: "Let me and you have a calculation."

Xiao Bai's face froze, this is absolutely impossible!

According to his many years of experience in novels, the person who comes out halfway to divination for you is either a magic stick or an expert, and the result of the calculation is either a great death or a great life.

This kind of exit will come true, why don't you stay in the mountains and come out to cause harm to the world!

There is also such a character in the original book, who doesn't have much ink, but every time he appears on the scene is an important turning point in the plot, what is his name...

Xiao Bai silently covered his chest, he forgot...

Thinking of this, he took a step back, with a cold and paralyzed face, he calmed down and said: "No need, thank you."

Labor and management do not want to be flagged!

The man was a little disappointed, but he still said: "I'm very accurate in fortune telling."

Hehe, it's because you are very accurate in divination that I can't let you make a move, okay?

The corner of Xiao Bai's mouth twitched, and he refused again.

The man sighed slightly: "Since that's the case, I won't force it anymore."

The boy's figure was getting further and further away, as light as a cloud of azure ink, even in the crowded street, he couldn't ignore his existence.

At that time, the Great God Pangu opened up the world, leaving behind twelve pure green lotuses to save sentient beings.

Probably it was him.

Qin Jiuge raised his head and drank a jug of wine, the crystal water splashed into the air and slid down the corner of his mouth.

He smiled helplessly, "Stinky boy, no matter how many people ask me for divination."

After a pause, he touched his face again, and muttered to himself, "Could it be because this face is so ugly?"