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Chapter 363: Great Confucianism!

Chapter 363: Great Confucianism!

"Hurry up! Don't let that green bull get away!"

Just when Qingniu was looking at the old man in the house, a group of people came running in the distance, and they were about to capture Qingniu.

Qingniu heard the news and tried to hide again, but now he was exhausted, and before he had time to react, his limbs went limp, and he fell to the side suddenly.

Because of the constant collision just now, the whole body has suffered a lot of scars from struggling with those tyrants. At this time, it is completely unable to run.

The surrounding noises disturbed the old man in the house.

The old man gently put down the brush in his hand, looked up, and saw the green cattle outside the house fell in front of the window, and a group of middle-aged and middle-aged men not far away came nearby.

The old man saw that the green bull had clear eyes and seemed to be asking for help, so he opened the door and walked out.

Above the sky, Zhen Yuanzi, Ao Lie and Jingwei who were about to leave saw the scene, Ao Lie said.

"Master, why don't we go down and help them?"

"You don't have to, just watch it."

The old man walked to the side of Qingniu, and a tall and strong man at the head looked at the old man at a glance, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck.

Before he got close, he was bounced away by the golden light around the old man's body. Ordinary people can't see it, but Qingniu can see it for real.

Qingniu was about to get up, but the old man bent over and stretched out a hand to stroke Qingniu's forehead.

As soon as the old man's big hand was placed on Qingniu's head, Qingniu felt a burst of spring breeze, and a warm feeling flowed from the head to the whole body, like warm sunshine.

His expression was no longer flustered, looking at the gentle eyes of the old man, Qingniu also felt a long-lost feeling, the limbs all over his body and the wounds on his body were slowly healing and stretching.

After a strong man behind him was repulsed by the old man's golden light, he thought that the old man had used some strange tricks, and it was not over yet.

Two or three young people on the side also said viciously together: "Old man! You are smart and hand over that cow to me!"

"Otherwise I'll burn your hut and break your legs!"

After the young man finished speaking, he picked up a stone beside him and threw it at the old man.

The young people on both sides also rushed forward, and the old man raised his hand slightly, sighed, and looked directly at the young men in front of him.

The young man in charge was about to make a move just now, but he was startled suddenly when he looked at the old man.

Then he hurriedly stopped the two young men beside him, then kowtowed to the old man, knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly, the force was so great that bleeding came out after only two or three kowtows.

The teenagers on both sides were stunned for a moment, not understanding why.

But I saw the strong man stood up, regardless of the blood on his forehead, he stretched out his hand and hurriedly pulled the young people on both sides, and was about to step back, and said to the old man while walking back.

"Don't blame the old man. We are young and ignorant. I will apologize to you today. Let's go now!"

The old man didn't stop him, he turned his head and went directly into the thatched cottage, closed the door tightly and stopped asking about the affairs outside.

Ao Lie and Jingwei were taken aback for a moment, they didn't see what the old man had done, they turned their heads to look at Zhen Yuanzi with questioning eyes.

"This person... a great Confucian in the world, in today's words, should be named Li Er."

"Hehe, what about the green cow... Let's not talk about it, this karma has just unfolded, let's go, we still have to hurry."

Hearing that Ao Lie and Jing Wei didn't say anything else, they turned their heads and galloped away with Zhen Yuanzi to the distance.

Qingniu stood up slowly, the scars and fatigue on his body were swept away, and his body recovered. He looked into the room, Li Er sat in front of the case again, and continued to write something with a brush.

Qing Niu saw that Li Er's brushwork was very spiritual, and golden lights emitted from the tip of the pen, shining continuously towards the air.

Even Qingniu, who was only watching on the sidelines, could feel that he was assigned a part of the golden light charm, and there were some subtle changes in his body.

When the streaks of golden light shone on Qingniu, Qingniu seemed to have an epiphany, and his spiritual sense also continued to sublimate at this moment.

Looking at Li Er in front of him, he felt that there was a master in the world.

Immediately, he secretly made up his mind to repay Li Er's kindness.

Qing Niu saw that Li Er was writing extremely intently in the house, so it was inconvenient to enter the house to disturb him, and the small thatched house was really dilapidated, there was only one desk in the house, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a pair of worn-out straw mats.

Most of the surrounding space is filled with finished manuscripts, and there is only a small area where I can move my hands and feet automatically.

Qingniu stood meekly by the window, watching Li Er write, without moving for several hours.

Only the paper manuscripts piled up beside him, and the shining golden light in the room gradually became brighter.

Qingniu is extremely useful.

But he found that Li Er never drank a sip of water from the beginning to the end, and his lips were dry and white, dry, but he never drank a sip of water.

Qingniu saw everything in his eyes and looked aside suspiciously.

Qingniu found a dilapidated water jug ​​by the wall outside the house. Li Er hadn't used it for a long time, and it was already full of holes and dust.

Looking at the dust covering it, one could tell how long Li Er hadn't used the kettle.

Qingniu looked around, the barren mountains and mountains, there was no well or stream at all.

Qing Niu directly picked up the dilapidated kettle and walked towards the dense forest in the distance to see if there was any water source nearby to pick some for Li Er to quench his thirst.

After walking for a long time, Qingniu has not found any water source.

After another half hour, I finally heard the sound of a gurgling brook. After hearing the sound, I found a brook.

Qingniu excitedly ran up to him, took a sip of the fresh and sweet stream water, quickly put the kettle into the stream, took a full kettle, turned his head and ran towards the old man's thatched hut.

But the road in the forest is rough and difficult to walk. The pot full of stream water came to the old man's house in a blink of an eye, and there was only half of the pot left, and the hole in the pot continued to flow out precious stream water .

Helpless, only this one container can fetch water.

Qingniu carefully placed the stream water in front of Li Er's room, and then continued to lie on the side and nest quietly outside the room.

After an unknown period of time, Li Er slowly got up and stretched his muscles and bones, gently put down the brush in his hand, and tapped his dry lips twice.

Then he looked at the broken water glass beside him, it was already covered with a layer of dust, not even a drop of water.

Hearing the sound, Qingniu hurriedly stood up, looked at Li Er, tilted his head nimbly, and pointed towards the door.

Li Er walked towards the door knowingly, and the broken kettle was quietly placed in front of the door.

Li Er picked up the stream water that was less than half of the pot left, and there was still a bottom of the pot. Li Er looked at Qingniu's complicated heart, but he didn't say anything, took the broken bowl beside him, poured the water Pour into a bowl and walk outside.

Putting the bowl in front of Qingniu, Li Er drank the last of the water in one gulp. He seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, and put the kettle back against the wall.

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(End of this chapter)