I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 25

　　Heavenly happy star belongs to Yang, and the main reason is set.

　　 The red star belongs to Yin, and it is the main marriage.

　　Wang Qishu said that the red star is dead, the woman is gentle and beautiful, the Tianxi star is dead, and the man is handsome.

　　 there is another red thread drawn from it, which means to make a marriage, and the couple will have a deep affection after marriage.

　　 Of course, Wang Qi technique itself is not binding, which means that Bai Yutang and Li Huotou are predestined, and now Qi Luck is also inducing marriage, but they may not actually marry.

　　 A man with a happy star in the sky, a romantic and passionate personality, and a lot of heterosexual relationships, so he will not let marriage be **** easily.

　　 "This kind of scumbag who does not love marriage for the purpose of marriage must give a painful lesson!"

　　 A flash of light flashed through Zhou Yi's hand, and it fell on the lap of the shopkeeper who was serving tea and pouring water.

　　 Bai Yutang followed only convincingly, and played a countryman who had just entered the city.

　　 This boy not only has good acting skills, but also understands the psychology of being dark under the lights. Who would have thought that the thief of the Tianlao would get in front of him by himself.

　　 "Oh!"

　　 The shopkeeper felt his legs numb, and the teapot in his hand accidentally spilled.

　　 The boiling tea fell on Bai Yutang. With his martial arts cultivation skills, he would not get hurt at all. But he reacted very quickly, crying bitterly, like a pig about to go out of slaughter.

　　 "I drop a mother——"

　　 "The shopkeeper Di quickly send me to see the doctor——"

　　 Bai Yutang is very capable of adapting to changes. He showed his face to get rid of suspicion, and went to see the doctor to escape the pursuit.

　　 After a few screams, Bai Yutang found that the shopkeeper who had cooperated with each other in the past hadn't moved. He opened his eyes and watched Li Shaotou staring at him with a green face, and the four chaps blocked the doors and windows.

　　 The shopkeeper pointed at his hand and kept winking hints.

hand?

　　 Bai Yutang glanced at his palm, the rough calluses were gone, and the dark complexion turned into a pattern.

　　 The stuffing is exposed!

　　 Bai Yutang had no time to think about what was wrong with the secret waterproof and easy-to-fit paint. The carp leaped forward and rushed towards the window.

　　 "Oh..."

　　 His legs were numb, and his strength suddenly vented cleanly, and Bai Yutang fell to the ground in a daze.

　　 Li caught his head with a cold snort, stepped forward and fumbled on the back of Bai Yutang. With a forceful tugging, the middle-aged man's face fell off, revealing a young and handsome face inside.

　　 "Tie it up and send it back to the prison!"

　　 "Hong Ling... Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　　 Bai Yutang's mouth was blocked with a rag.

　　 "A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost! I only ask you, do you go back to the jail and wait for death, or go to see my dad?"

　　 "Don't speak, nod or shake your head!"

　　 Li Hongling drew the Yan Ling knife and shook it on Bai Yutang's neck and legs: "You can choose to shake your head. Since then, you and I will be absolutely gracious. You owe me to cheat me, just use one leg to pay it back!"

　　 Bai Yutang was planning to go to the jail, but in the future, he could find a chance to escape, and when he saw the position of the Yan Ling Dao, he nodded with tears in his eyes.

　　 "So you promised to marry me?"

　　 Li Hongling was shy and his cheeks were reddish.

　　 Bai Yutang nodded heartbroken.

　　 "You have promised now. If you dare to go back, dad must ask the immortal master of the Xianfeng Division to catch you."

　　 After Li Hongling finished speaking, he turned his head and glared at the shopkeeper who shrank in the corner, trying to reduce his presence, and ordered his subordinates to carry Bai Yutang and leave.

　　 Bai Yutang couldn't figure it out, why his legs were numb at a critical moment...

　　 The instigator Zhouyi observed through Wang Qi technique, after Bai Yutang agreed to marry Li Hongling, the red line of marriage was solidified, and generally speaking, there would be no more changes.

　　 The shopkeeper waited for Li Hongling and others to walk away, and immediately came back to life.

　　 "Broken, the son was arrested."

　　 "Mr. Zhou, I need to go back to Yuzhou immediately, please take care of the inn."

　　 The shopkeeper eagerly said: "You don't need to adjust the accounts, as long as you don't let the fire burn, you will have to thank you when you come back."

　　 "It's a trivial matter, the shopkeeper can rest assured."

　　 Zhou Yi nodded and agreed.

　　 Bai Yutang's body is golden. It must be a wealthy and developed family. Running to work is like driving a Ferrari to deliver food.

　　 "Trouble Mr. Zhou."

　　 The shopkeeper jumped and disappeared into the night, his light work was not weaker than Bai Yutang.

　　 "The one to protect the media will win the construction of the seventh-level floating tutu! We just do good deeds without leaving a name. When you get married on the day of your wedding, you will definitely go to Daxi in person."

　　 Zhouyi thought about using the ink-stained Taoism as a gift. I wonder if Bai Yutang can understand the mystery.

　　 accidentally leads to a marriage, and I feel very happy.

When 　　 continued to copy the Taoist scriptures, he had a different understanding.

　　 The sentences left by the Taoist sages are subtle and meaningful, and when they are recited at different times and places, they often have new insights.

　　 After copying the quotations from the real person of Fubo, Zhouyi left on the last page "Jingtai Sixty Years First Lunar 18th, Lay Liuquan, copy".

　　Jushi Liuquan is a name given to him by Zhou Yi, and his colleagues have names. He is arty.

　　 Mana flicked the paper, and the ink immediately dried up, and it was neatly combed and put away.

　　Wait until the twelve-volume Taoist scriptures have been copied, go to the bookstore and bind them into a book, which is convenient for collection and reading.

　　 Chongrenfang.

　　 Kyoto bookstores are mostly gathered here, operating pen, ink, paper and inkstone, publishing and printing.

　　 The largest bookstore is called Zhuangyuantang. It is said that a poor scholar came to Beijing to rush for the exam and had no money to buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

　　 The shopkeeper of the bookstore is willing to give the scholars pen and ink on credit. He never thought that the poor scholar won the champion. When he was parading across the horse, he deliberately stopped at the door of the bookstore.

　　Thanks to the store, and if you leave the calligraphy, the bookstore will be renamed Zhuangyuantang.

　　 Since then, all the scholars who go to Beijing to rush the exam have been provided with paper and pen in the bookstore for free.

　　Golden List title, I will come back and thank you very much. Sun Shan will be grateful if you lose your name.

　　 Scholars are also willing to come to the Scholar's Hall, hoping to be contaminated with the predecessor's culture.

　　 Nowadays, Zhuangyuantang has become the premier bookstore, no one can match in Kyoto.

When Zhou Yi walked into the bookstore, he was the first to see bookshelves in various shapes, scattered and chic, full of artistic atmosphere~www.mtlnovel.com~ Books on the shelves are arranged in different categories, such as Confucianism, Ink, Law, Taoism and Buddhism, miscellaneous novels of agronomy, mathematics, etc. Wait, everything.

　　 There is a delicately framed inscription on each bookshelf.

　　 No one deliberately supervised the store, let the scholars read it, and they were not afraid of being stolen. In this era, books are real assets, and you can go directly to the pawnshop to exchange money.

　　The genius is slightly bright, and there are scholars who have come to read. The clothes are all ordinary fabrics, obviously not rich people.

　　 Zhouyi turned around and saw a counter from the back corner, where the shopkeeper was concentrating on calligraphy.

　　 The Zhuangyuan Hall is arranged in this way to promote the concept of "reading first, trading second".

　　 This shop is not a business full of copper odor, but a culture and a brand.

　　The knowledge of the ancients is not as good as that of the modern people, and the business wisdom is not bad at all.

　　 The shopkeeper put down his pen and asked: "This son, but want to buy a book?"

　　 Zhouyi took out the Taoist scriptures and said: "These copied manuscripts, please help Guitang to bind them."

　　 The shopkeeper wiped his hands with a white towel, took the manuscript, and at first glance, he couldn't help but admire: "Good word!"

　　 Zhang Cheng's words are elegant and lively, there is a kind of abandoning the prosperity of the world, and indulging in the mountains and forests.

　　 Scholars like this font the most. The higher the official position, the heavier the power, and the more sought after gods and hermits.

　　 Of course, letting them resign from office is absolutely impossible.

　　 "Master, please sit down, know the ink, and serve tea."

　　 The shopkeeper asked: "I don't know who wrote this manuscript?"

　　 "Mr. didn't dare to be it, he was copying it underneath."

　　 "Zhimo, Longjing before it rains!"

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