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Chapter 113:Naming.

"Young master, is there more than one or two silver, the Dao chief himself clearly did not count out anything, he suddenly became mad, vomiting blood, almost did not scare people to death, I think he gave him ten dollars enough." !”

Just out of the room, Du Chunhua pulled La Li Xiuyuan's sleeves and whispered.

Li Xiuyuan smiled, "You can really be careful, and you will certainly not spend money at home."

Du Chunhua immediately turned a red face, embarrassed to bow his head.

"In fact, the slave also feels more, the slave and the slave feel that one dollar is enough."The little butterfly next to it immediately said.

Li Xiuyuan squeezed her small face: "Okay, you two are good, you will live a careful life, who will marry you in the future, blessed are who marries you."

Being so flirted with a small butterfly by his own young master, he was also embarrassed to turn his head down and dare not raise his head, and a heart-chilling jump non-stop.

"It's strange how this good god suddenly broke up."

"Yes, it was good before, just now a thunderstorm sounded this god is broken, it will not be in disrepair, it will be broken by thunder."

"It's a bit of evil, and the gods are going to break."

At this moment, the sound of the Taoist view is similar to that of the bald people, and at this time I do not know what the problem has been covered with cracks, the stone on the face has fallen down, the color peels off, and the appearance is nothing.

Now to see where there is another god, just a humanoid stone, there is no divine place at all.

“That is so.”Li Xiuyuan looked at each other, with a sudden heart.

"I say why this Daoist is already a practitioner, why do you have to earn money so hard, not for their own eating and wearing, but for their own practice."

Looking at this statue of God, which was affected by God's wrath, Li Xiuyuan understood what was going through the monastic knowledge given to him by his previous master.

This bald man is not a fairy-dwelling, but a divine path.

The fire is God’s way.

The fairy path needs to be repaired in life, closed and meditated, and the heart is unstoppable, which is the general practice of ascetic monks, and it is necessary to experience various disasters before becoming immortal.

But God doesn’t need it.

The fire is enough to become a god naturally.

This bald man's view of the Tao is to save incense, so as to accumulate less and more, and finally cultivate into the divine path.

However, just now the bald people gave Li Xiuyuan fortune-telling time when they were eaten by the Heavenly Way, and now this Shinto is cut off, and the statue of God naturally collapses.

It can be said that the path of this Taoist monk is completely broken, and it is no longer possible to perform Taoism to harm people.

But all this is the fault of this bald man.

If it weren’t for his twenty thousand silver coins and forced fortune-telling, he wouldn’t have fallen to this level.

“Let’s go.”

Looking at the broken god, Li Xiuyuan opened his mouth.

"Well, how did this chief suddenly faint, and I still want to find the chief to give me a good name for this child."

At this time, a woman in her early thirties holding a child of about one year old somewhat underestimated a sentence, and some disappointed came out of the Taoist view.

"The name is naturally taken by the parents, why bother with a Taoist name," Li Xiu far said.

The woman looked into her eyes, and saw that it was a young son, or a reader, who was immediately embarrassed to laugh: "That's the reason, but my family is a coarse person, where you can take a name, afraid of not getting a joke, and the children who get it later have no interest."

"The child's survival is not to see what the name is, but to see the cultivation of the afterlife and his nature."Lee said far away.

The woman turned her eyes and smiled and said, "Listen to the tone of the son-in-law, knowing that the son-in-law is a reader, must be very knowledgeable, can you give me a good name for this child."

He said and looked at the child.

More than a year old boy, very good parenting, white fat, a pair of big eyes are very bright, a look at the future is a smart person.

“Cut up.”The boy saw Li Xiuyuan giggling and stretching out his tender hand to open to him, looking very close.

“What a beautiful baby.”Du Chunhua looked at the heart of the love, can not help but go over to amuse.

The boy laughed and occasionally patted his hands.

"A very sweet child, and very intelligent, in the future has the potential to read, perhaps can be an officer."Li Xiuyuan smiled and nodded his head.

The woman heard that her child was praised in such a way, and a reader praised it, and immediately the eyes of happiness were squinted into a slit.

"Since there is a chance, you have spoken again, then I will take a name for this child, I do not know the name of the noble name?"Li Xiuyuan immediately sighed.

“Thank you, dude.”The woman thanked her first and then came: "My family's name is Zhang, and my man is Zhang Gen."

Li Xiuyuan nodded: "Yes, the ancients said that ten people out of a big one, a hundred people out of a big, a thousand people out of a British, a million people out of a male, it is better to call the name of Yingjie how?"Zhang Yingjie.

“Jie Zhang?Well, well, listen to the name, my child's name is Zhang Yingjie, thank you for the name."Zhang also thanked him.

"It's just a small thing, thank you."Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.

But this man still thanked him several times, and asked Li Xiuyuan to go to his own herbal tea shop to drink tea, but Li Xiuyuan refused.

Zhang waved goodbye, and the child she was carrying also had a kind of learning, and also waved a chubby little hand, smiling and saying goodbye to them.

“What a lovely baby.”Du Chunhua couldn’t help but say.

Li Xiuyuan laughed, "It's very cute, you'll have one for me later."

“Ah?”Du Chunhua heard this first a stagger, then reacted, suddenly his face was red to the root of the neck, and then lowered his head, all of which were buried in the proud chest.

"How can this be said here?"

Li Xiu is far from a smile, but it feels really good to come back to teasing this maidservative.

"Well, go, since they all come out, go to the city for a stroll, by the way, buy something to go back, although the house is ready for everything, but some things are still not ready, young master, I will go to the examination, this also has to buy some books, paper, before the ceremony drenched water, now can not use, um, think of it, but also go to the city God temple pillar."

He also had a personal affair to find the city.

But now it is still a big day, the city will not come out in the day, and go to him later.

The treasure!

Along the way, Li Xiuyuan finally found a place to sell pen and ink paper, looked up at a plaque that said Ji Baosai hung in the store, and there were students in and out between them.

“Look inside.”

Just when he was about to go in, he saw a fool standing in the door of the store, looking at a notice posted outside the store, reading word by word: the store recruited copyists, asked for the handwriting to correct, morale, willing to work hard, and the monthly money was two.

“Nine two?”

The student was suddenly happy and shouted: "Where is the store, your shop is not to ask people to copy a book, I should recruit."

Li Xiu looked at the student at a glance and immediately shocked, and took several steps back in fear: “National, National Rong?”

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