I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　 The autumn wind, wrapped in a little coolness, is obviously not very cold, but it makes people get goose bumps.

　　 The wheel of the car crunched against the yellow ground, and the sound of horseshoe hitting the ground was very crisp.

　　 Li Xuan looked at a deep ditch ahead.

　　 "Brother Liu, how come your car is getting more and more off the road, you are about to deviate from the official road?"

　　 No one had spoken behind for a long time. Turning his head and looking intently, Liu Yunchen fell asleep leaning on the car door again, snoring slightly, and his dark circles seemed to get deeper.

　　 The car shook violently a few times.

　　 Li Xuan hurriedly grabbed the rein, so he didn't even open the ditch.

　　 "Huh? What did you just say." Liu Yun asked sleepily.

　　 "Brother Liu, staying up often is not good. Look at you, how bad your energy is. You can recover the most energy from sleeping at night, but staying up late makes the day less time." Li Xuan held the rein.

　　 "I am not staying up late..."

　　 Liu Yun opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain it.

　　 Every time he read history books, he would have strange dreams when he fell asleep at night, as if there was a period of real history happening from the dream, sometimes it was the same as history books, sometimes it was totally different.

　　 Last night, he dreamed of mountains and seas.

　　 But the dream is over before the things that happened inside are finished.

　　 Liu Yunshen couldn't help asking: "Brother Li, where did you get your Shanhaijing? What about the following content?"

'It's not like staying up late to read novels...' Li Xuan was speechless, and then the old face blushed: "What I wrote, the content is wonderful? It's all because of my rich imagination... ."

　　 "Brother Li, we can see it right away anyhow, is this book really written by you?" Liu Yun raised his brows, his tone suspicious.

　　 Other people might really believe it when they heard this.

　　 But as a historian and literati, he still has the existence of dreams. He can know that the things recorded in the Shanhaijing absolutely happened in the past.

　　 That is an unimaginable history, not to mention ordinary people, even historians can't find a trace.

"Why does my little brother look suspicious..." Li Xuanmian made up a reason without changing his expression and heartbeat: "It was indeed written by me. These are all things I saw in my dreams. Is there anything wrong with writing it into a book?"

　　 The past life is too outrageous. If you are dreaming, the little brother should be able to accept it.

　　 "Huh?!" Liu Yunchen seemed to have found the same kind, jumped up excitedly, grabbed Li Xuan's hands, and said, "Will you have strange dreams too? Me too!"

　　 ‘No wonder the eye circles are so dark...’ Li Xuan hurriedly grabbed the reins and said in a bad mood: “It’s normal for young people to have strange dreams. Don’t find it hard to tell.

　　 It seems that this world lacks gender education...

　　 "Very... normal?" Liu Yun was puzzled.

　　 then suddenly realized.

　　 The scripture of mountains and seas was not written by Brother Li, but the master behind the scenes told him in order to hide his identity by means of entrusting dreams. Ordinary people would at most treat them as strange dreams, and would not care about them at all.

　　 It seems that this brother Li knows nothing about his identity as a man of destiny...

　　 Li Xuan opened the curtains and could already see the tip of the mountain in the distance.

　　 "When are there more mountains around here?"

"Oh, this, it's yellow..." Liu Yun said halfway in a daze, then changed his words: "Anyone... usually lives in a higher level... OK. understanding."

"Ok."

　　 Li Xuan nodded.

　　 was rejected by the various sects of the world, and could not find a suitable practice method. Ordinary people like him can only hope for Qiyu.

　　 The whole mountain is lush and lush, with clouds covering the mist, it really looks like a place where the masters live in seclusion.

　　 ‘It’s a bit fairy inside...’ This was Li Xuan’s thought.

　　 "Pavilion Master Huang is really professional..." This was Liu Yunchen's thought.

　　 Li Xuan tied the carriage to the tree, and said, "Don't sleep, you can't let me go up the mountain by myself?"

　　 Liu Yun sighed deeply in his heart.

Everyone in Langya Pavilion knows that this climb to Tianshan is an ancient treasure. The total number of steps up to the mountain is 129,600. It is said that only the posture of an immortal can reach the top, and it will pass the test of understanding, perseverance, and Taoism in the middle. .

　　 Every time Langya Pavilion is assessed, there is a crying father and mother in that scene...

　　 Liu Yun Shen's highest record, only climbed halfway.

　　 These twenty-nine thousand six hundred stairs are like a big mountain pressing on his heart.

　　 "Brother Liu, you usually have to exercise more. We haven't climbed yet, why are you starting to tremble." Li Xuan looked at him helplessly.

　　 "Brother Li...Brother Li, please..." Liu Yun Shen Qiang smiled.

　　 Just laugh at it now.

　　 Hmph, his fourth-grade cultivation base can only reach halfway up the mountain. Brother Li will know how scary he is when he goes up the mountain.

　　 He gritted his teeth and stepped up the steps, only to see the inscription light up slightly.

　　 The battle turned and the stars moved, and Liu Yunchen fell into an illusion.

　　 In summary, it is probably like this:

　　 "There is a small village isolated from the world, everyone is very smart, and there are two numbers written on the back of their heads, zero and one.

　　 There are two rules in the village. First: All people who know the numbers behind their heads must go to the ancestral hall to commit suicide at noon the next day.

　　Second: Discuss any topic related to the numbers behind the head is prohibited.

　　 On this day, an outsider strayed into the village and said inadvertently: Unexpectedly, in this village, there are people with zero written on the back of their heads. Suddenly everyone was stunned, as if something terrible had happened.

　　 It is known that there are a hundred people with zero written on the back of their heads. How many days did it take for these people to die? "

　　 "What's so special..." Liu Yunchen almost fainted.

　　At this moment, he felt that if he was in the village, he must have written zero on the back of his head and had not committed suicide...

　　 In the scene in front of him, the expressions of the villagers gradually began to panic.

　　 I am afraid that it will not be long, UU reading www.uukanshu. There are zero people in the back of com, and they will really self-decision in the environment...

　　 "Why on earth? Why?" Liu Yun thought about breaking his head, his mind getting more and more confused.

　　 "Why are you in a daze?"

　　 Li Xuan shook his head, with an expression on his face that the dead house was out of help, forgetting that he was also a dead house.

　　The way up the mountain is a relatively high step. From under the moss, you can still see the ancient motifs carved on it.

　　He stepped up the stairs unhurriedly.

　　 However, those ancient texts are bright, but they are extinguished at a very fast speed, as if they had met the **** of plague.

　　 This little boy is sweating like syrup now, and his eyes are fluttering around, as if devilish.

　　 "What's wrong?" Li Xuan walked to Liu Yunchen.

　　 It's just climbing a mountain, isn't it?

　　 Liu Yunchen, who was in despair, could not see the external environment, but a voice suddenly sounded in the sky:

　　 "Is there a problem? Why don't you tell me."

　　..........

　　 The top of the mountain.

　　 Huang Yuxuan sitting by the pool is training the fish in the pond to bite.

Then he shook his head and murmured: "This question, even I have calculated it for a long time, before I knew it. If I can realize it within two hours, then it is a genius of heaven and a genius and a demon, and the following topics don't matter. "

　　 put this at the top because he is a bit nasty.

　　 I want to give the Destiny a head, knowing that this mountain is not an ordinary fairy, and the test is very difficult.

　　 Suddenly, Huang Yuxuan felt his heart and looked down the mountain.

　　 The fishing rod in his hand snapped to the ground.

"So fast?"

　　 Something's wrong, it's just that the man of heaven is lucky, how did Liu Yunchen, the wooden fish head, realize it?