Lanke Chess Edge

There is a little bit of luck that he thinks that he can do fairly well, although the universe in his sleeve is only 99% of his imagination, but at least the remaining point is very delicate, just like taking away all the sundries at this moment, Even the ink on the inkstone does not stain the sleeves, and in the eyes of outsiders, there is really no firework smell.

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In the final analysis, although the current state of mind is very different from the previous life, if there is no harm and choice, the spell is still more pleasing to the eye or better.

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After taking away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, there happened to be the sound of water boiling from the kitchen. The ears of the old beggar and the little beggar were very loud.

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"Well, it just happened that the water was boiling."

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Ji Yuan walked to the kitchen, the water in the pot boiled, and the firewood he added in the stove just lasted until now.

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He lifted the teapot on the small table beside the stove, opened the wooden box on the side, grabbed some tea leaves and put it in, then lifted the lid of the pot and scooped the hot boiling water into the pot with a wooden ladle.

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A burst of heat filled the kitchen, and after a while, Ji Yuan came out with a tea tray, four tea cups and a teapot on top, and a small clay pot with a slender porcelain spoon on the side.

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In this kind of trivial life, Ji Yuan prefers to do it himself, which is more popular and has a breath of life, and it is also like a sense of ritual in life, or to a certain extent, it can remind myself that he is also in essence with the sunrise. And the same people as the people who rest at sunset.

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"Mr. Ji still likes to boil water and make tea by himself?"

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The old beggar actually appreciates Jiyuan's style. It's not even a game in the world, it's more of an attitude.

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Hearing that the old beggar changed the subject, Ji Yuan was also very happy and replied with a smile.

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"Ji feels that if there are such conditions, it will be better to drink tea made by boiling water with firewood on the stove."

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"Grandpa Lu, is that so?"

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The little beggar asked the old beggar naively, and the latter replied in a low voice.

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"You believe his nonsense!"

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Originally, the old beggar wanted to say don't believe in the nonsense, but it's better to avoid some words.

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After putting the tea set down on the stone table, Ji Yuan reached out and invited him again.

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"You two, please take a seat."

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Seeing that Ji Yuan was really not angry with Xiao You at all, the old beggar returned to that playful expression on his face again, and dragged the little beggar to sit down at the stone table.

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"Tsk tsk tsk... Drinking the tea made by Mr. Ji himself, there are not many people in the world who have this blessing. The old beggar must have a good taste."

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"It's not some fairy tea."

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Ji Yuan glanced at him and replied, then skillfully placed the teacup on the table, lifted the teapot and poured a cup for himself and the two beggars, the old and young beggars, and then opened the teacup without immediately covering it. In the small clay pot on the tea tray, I gently scooped the contents of the spoon with a porcelain spoon.

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The porcelain spoon pulled out a crystal silk thread, and the hand holding the spoon gently tapped to break the filament, and moved it to the sky above Xiaoyou's tea cup with a faint sweet smell. Then the porcelain spoon was turned over, and a few drops of clear honey fell. into the teacup.

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At this time, the water temperature was just right, Ji Yuan covered the teacup and handed it to the little beggar.

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"Shake it lightly before drinking, it tastes good."

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Then Ji Yuan did the same, and once again ordered a small spoon of honey for himself and the old beggar.

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During this process, the two beggars frequently sniffed the smell. Although Mr. Ji said that it was not a fairy tea, when honey was added, it immediately turned corruption into magic, and it felt like a special scent was brewing in the tea cup. .

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The two beggars couldn't bear it any longer. They held up the tea cup and shook it. After lifting the lid, they blew it twice, and then they took a shallow sip.

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"It's so fragrant and sweet! It's delicious!"

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"Tsk tsk tsk... not bad, Mr. Ji will enjoy it!"

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The reaction of the little beggar and the old beggar was not unexpected. The former took another sip and stared at the small pottery pot on the tea tray with great curiosity. He knew that this thing must be more effective than the tea leaves.

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"Mr. Ji, what's in your jar? It's clear and clear, and it doesn't look like sugar water."

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"Silly boy, it's called honey, and it's not something ordinary people can afford, but Mr. Ji's honey..."

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The old beggar looked up at the busy bees among the flowers of the jujube tree.

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"Emperor and Lao Tzu may not have tasted it, no, certainly not."

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This honey tea is indeed a compliment from the old beggar, but Ji Yuan also doesn't want to listen to the old beggar's nonsense. The first few times he took the initiative to find the old beggar, and the other party was pulling around and not talking about the topic. , I'll come to my house to find myself. Besides eagerly trying to repay the favor, I can't just talk nonsense.

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It is rare to meet a real Dao Miao master, who should be better than Lao Long in terms of Dao and Fa, and Ji Yuan also wants to have a good chat.

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"Since Mr. Lu has been to Yuhuai Mountain, he must have understood what I have prepared so far, right?"

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"Um!"

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It was rare for the old beggar to become serious and put down the teacup in his hand.

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"Although cultivator Yuhuai is a little bit secretive towards the old beggars, but with my own ignorance and my relationship with you, Mr. Ji, he is somewhat open to me."

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"Mr. Ji, the old beggar, let me take the liberty to ask, you and that Tongtianjiang Longjun don't seem to be optimistic about the situation of Yunzhou, but the old beggar still knows a little about the skills of those long-beggars in the Tianji Pavilion. Sir, that hexagram a few years ago is not this hexagram."

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Ji Yuan stared at the old beggar with a pair of blue eyes.

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"Mr. Lu seems to have a close relationship with Tianji Pavilion. He didn't put it on a rumor. He even seemed to know the specific hexagrams. Don't tell Ji Mou. These are also heard from Yuhuai Mountain."

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"I don't dare, don't dare, the old beggar dares to insult some people in Yuhuai Mountain who have broken their brains in practice, but they don't dare to play tricks in front of Mr. Ji."

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This kind of remarks like "persimmons need to be soft and pinch", thanks to Yu Huaishan, no one has heard, otherwise, no matter how popular Xiuxian is, he will vomit blood.

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"The gathering of evil spirits at the Water and Land Dharma Conference can also be said to be caused by rumors, and it has been more than half a year since the monk Huitong left, and there are real people holding jade and divination almost every day on Yuhuai Mountain. There is nothing wrong with the status of Xuyu Talisman and monk Huitong."

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If there is no special situation, the method on Yuhuai Mountain is actually more intuitive than the half-empty chess piece, so the old beggar's words are also recognized.

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The latter hadn't finished speaking. He paused for a while, as if he was thinking about what to say next. After thinking about it for a long time, he still felt that there was no suitable word, so he just said it.

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"If both Mr. Ji and Long Jun are right, and Tianji Pavilion is also right, wouldn't it mean that Yunzhou's qi is declining and Dazhen is the only prosperous one, which is too inconsistent with the balance of yin and yang..."

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Ji Yuan drank tea and listened carefully to the old beggar's words. In fact, he was using his words to re-analyze and coordinate something in his mind. When the old beggar's curious bunch of words finished, a special kind of throbbing appeared in his heart.

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After putting down the teacup, Ji Yuan first frowned and then stretched out, and then fixed his eyes on the old beggar.

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"It's not in the balance of heaven, not necessarily. Mr. Lu may often walk in the world, and he may have seen the rise and fall of many dynasties, but he has not carefully studied the reasons for the changes of humanistic dynasties, and he must have seen many splits and splits. of."

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As soon as Ji Yuan's words came out, the old expression became solemn.

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"From Mr. Ji's point of view, come here in Dazhen to have such a unique luck?"

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"Benefited by nature? If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right path in the world is vicissitudes. Mr. Lu has a high opinion of me, and Ji has at most some expectations."

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Even if Ji Yuan said it so euphemistically, it was enough to make the old beggar startled.

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The little beggar on the side of the latter words couldn't understand a single word. He felt that it was more profound and headache than some of the spiritual principles that Grandpa Lu taught him recently.

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After talking about these headaches for the little beggar, the old beggar and Ji Yuan also talked about a lot of things, some of which seemed to be cultivation things, and some of them were completely trivial and trivial. The little beggar doesn't think it's easy.

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Of course, at the end of each topic, the old beggar would be interested in talking about the topic. The main idea of ​​what he said was, "Is it possible for me to give you a letter of gratitude for the favor I owe you?"

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Anyway, in the end, the little beggar didn't know what the two adults were talking about. It was all about it, but Grandpa Lu couldn't get a letter from Mr. Ji on how to repay the favor.

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The time is from early morning to noon, and the two beggars also ate a table of dishes made by Jiyuan. Jiyuan's cooking skills are not very good, so most of them are either steamed or boiled, but they can be matched with his unique seasoning and dipping sauce. , actually made two beggars eat so much they wanted to scrape their plates.

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Until the afternoon, the old beggar finally took the little beggar to say goodbye. If he stayed any longer, he had to rely on living in the Anxiao Pavilion. The old beggar was absolutely unambiguous in other places, but he was awkward to stay here.

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Half an hour later, on an official road outside Ning'an County, two beggars in ragged clothes were walking by the side of the road.

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"Grandpa Lu, can we still leave Dazhen?"

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"Hey... I can't go, it's hard to go!"

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The little beggar frowned, but he didn't care, but seeing the awkward look on the old beggar's face, he still said something.

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"Grandpa Lu, don't go around with Mr. Ji just now, just say no, so that Mr. Ji can't understand what you want to say~www.NovelMTL.com~ Listen to this, it's rare for an old beggar to ignore it. Excited.

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"He doesn't understand? He's pretending to be stupid! He can talk more about topics than I am, and I'm already very straightforward as an old beggar. If I speak more vernacularly, doesn't it mean that I'm begging him? I'm an old beggar. Beggars always feel short in front of Ji Yuan, do you think it's bad or bad?"

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The little beggar was speechless for a while, muttering in a low voice.

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"A short one is a short one. What face are we beggars fighting for..."

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The old beggar saw that he didn't speak. He held the little beggar's hand and walked on the official road before muttering to himself for a long time.

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"Masters are also good-natured, it's just a matter of who..."

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In Ning'an County, in the small pavilion of Tianniufang, Ji Yuan sent the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the stone table, and resumed writing with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

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'Tricking someone with me, I can't hold you down! Obediently stay Dazhen...'