The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 134 The Way of Enlightenment (2)

In fact, with Niu Ba's cultivation, how could he not know Song Lanyi's approach.

He recognized Song Lanyi's appearance and identity early in the morning.

After all, King Ming and Emperor Tianzhao set up an opera troupe for the heir apparent, so he had to get to know him no matter what.

Especially Song Lanyi... This guy has quite a reputation.

But Niu Ba didn't say a word, but quietly plowed aside.

Song Lanyi also stayed aside tacitly, squatting on the ridge of the field without saying a word.

After a while, she said slowly, "Move your hand two inches to the left, and lower the top of the plow three inches..."

Niu Ba looked at Song Lanyi in surprise, as if he was pondering the veracity of these words, and... how did Song Lanyi know all this.

He was skeptical, and began to adjust according to what Song Lanyi said.

This time he swung the plow with only seven points of strength, but the soil under the plow loosened unexpectedly.

Niu Ba was silent.

He suddenly felt that the people of Dagan were not without supernatural powers, they were born with supernatural powers.

It's just that this supernatural power... was ignored by them.

That is... farming.

He turned to look at Song Lanyi with a complicated expression, "How did you do it?"

Song Lanyi smiled brightly, and she pointed to her head, "Knowledge is power."

Niu Ba was calm on the face, but he was a little surprised and uncertain in his heart.

Reading books...can you really gain this knowledge?
He thought of the classics that had been left unused in his study, and felt inexplicably guilty.

It came from a cultural desert's guilty conscience...and admiration for cultural people.

Niu Ba took one more look at Song Lanyi, then turned around and buried his head in digging.

While digging the ground, he still had some leeway, and looked at Song Lanyi, "The dog is not sensible, these days, I will trouble you."

Song Lanyi also replied with a smile, "Shizi Niu has a pure heart, which makes people happy to see him."

Niu Ba was noncommittal about this evaluation, but changed the subject, "I heard that when you went to the temple fair, you also arrested a painter?"

When Song Lanyi heard this topic, he knew that it was time to get to the point.

She went through the words in her mind, and when she had a draft in her mind, she slowly said, "My lord, this painter is not an ordinary painter."

"I know."

"The men and women in the painted wall are just ghosts and ghosts."

"I know."

"What the painter did was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. He used divine power as a bait, used ghosts to confuse the world, sucked their energy, and used it to feed himself."

"I know."

"You all know?"

Niu Ba put down the plow rake in his hand, put it on the ground, and helped the downward-sloping straw hat on his head.

Pointing to the weeds on the ground, he said meaningfully, "Did you see that? This is the weeds on the ground. Once the weeds are cut, they will grow again after a while. Once the wildfire burns, the next spring will be green again. buds sprouted."

"Aren't the people like weeds? The more you prevent them from believing in the so-called city gods and yin divisions, it is equivalent to castrating their minds. But the more you do this, the more they will believe in the truth of those things sex."

"So..." Niu Ba raised his head, took off his straw hat, and showed burning eyes, as if he was scrutinizing Song Lanyi, "What do you think we should do?"

Just as Song Lanyi was about to open his mouth, Niu Ba stopped him. He said, "We'll talk after we think about it."

When they said this, the eyes of the two met in mid-air, and they uttered a word together in a strange way, "——education!"

Niu Ba was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

He brushed the dust off his sleeves, put the plow into his treasure bag, and said with a gentle expression, "Miss Song, please follow me."

From Song Lanyi to Xiao Song girl, the difference is not insignificant.

the other side.

The painter was imprisoned, waiting for a trial date.

There is a musty smell of damp and dark in the cell, which has a disgusting feeling.

Along the way, the painter Ma Liu had already found out the name of the little girl just now.

His eyes were gloomy, and he gritted his teeth secretly, "Song Lanyi...Song Lanyi...what a Song Lanyi, you are the first person to count my Ma Liu to this extent. You said there are rules in the Yangjian. Okay. !Then I will show you the method of Yin Division.”

In the middle of the night, when the jailers walking outside were also soundly asleep, Ma Liu took out a wooden token from his bosom.

He took out the knife in his pocket, and along the edge of the wooden token, chipped off the wood bit by bit.

When the wood turned into chips, he tore off a long strip of white paper and wrapped the chips one by one.

After all this was done, he stretched out a finger, twitched the fingertip lightly, and saw a ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp ignite on the fingertip.

The will-o'-the-wisp ignites the debris in the white paper, exuding a sweet and greasy aroma.

The fragrance drifted faintly, turning into a mist that seemed real and unreal, twisting into green smoke, curling up and spreading out of the window.

At that time, Song Lanyi was rarely falling into a dream...studying.

It is impossible to sleep.

As the king of rolls, late at night is the best time to overtake on curves.

In the middle of the night, she learns a little more by herself, and others learn a little less. Isn't this just double learning buff?

In the dream space, Yao Sheng was lying on a chair in big characters.

He suddenly raised his head again, glanced at Song Lanyi who was writing furiously, feeling unhappy.

This is unpleasant, not aimed at Song Lanyi.

but to yourself.

The little apprentice is so diligent, how can he be so bad?
But...damn it, he really wants to take a break!
Yao Sheng wept silently in his heart.

This may really correspond to what Song Lanyi said, the master will be crushed to death by the apprentice sooner or later.

At this moment, a sweet fragrance suddenly wafted out of the dream space.

The medicine sage was still smiling at first, but when he smelled it, his expression suddenly changed.

He waved at Song Lanyi, and Su Rong asked, "You heard, what is this?"

Song Lanyi felt happy, yo, today's quiz is more innovative than usual.

She sniffed it carefully, moving the tip of her nose slightly, carefully distinguishing the medicinal materials used in it.

"Tung tree root, red crown flower, gooseneck grass, century-old water dragonfly..."

The more he talked, Song Lanyi's brows were almost knotted.

These things are extremely yin things, which have the effect of entering dreams, Song Lanyi is a little confused, what is the medicine sage doing.

Yao Sheng knew more than Song Lanyi.

He had already lived in seclusion in the southern region, and his understanding of the southern region would only be more than Song Lanyi's, no less than Song Lanyi's.

He recognized this fragrance.

It was because of this that he was shocked.

He looked at Song Lanyi, shocked, "Have you come to the southern border?"

Song Lanyi groaned, "What? I didn't say that?"

Yao Sheng felt his teeth itch, he grabbed Song Lanyi's ear, "You will forget such a big thing? Ah?!!"

(End of this chapter)