The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

One hundred and fifty-three chapters, one poem and one painting, a thousand miles from today!

That night.

Starry.

Boom!

Bu Feihua was about to fall asleep when suddenly, the door of the room rang.

Then, outside the door, Fang Yishao’s voice came: “Step Dage!”

Squeak!

Bu Feifan got up and opened the door.

Under the starlight, Fang Yishao was wearing an emerald green palace dress, with a lunch box in his right hand.

“What’s wrong? Is something wrong?!”

Looking at Fang Yishao, Bu Feifei smiled and said warmly.

“Tomorrow…I’m leaving with Baihua Big sis…”

Fang Yishao’s head was slightly lowered, with a trace of sadness on his face, and he whispered, “From now on…in the future, Yishao will no longer be able to make good food for Step Dage.”

“So, tonight, I deliberately made another table of good dishes for Bu Dage…”

With that, Fang Yishao’s face showed a reluctant smile, and he handed the lunch box to Bu Feihua.

Bu Feihua looked sad at Fang Yishao, with a sullen face, knowing that she felt a little sad and parting.

Immediately, he raised his hand amusingly, flicked his finger on her smooth forehead, and said with relief, “Fool, don’t be so sad…In the future, if I am greedy, I will go to you to eat!”

“Really?! Would you really come to me?!”

Fang Yishao opened his eyes wide and stared at Bu Feihua.

Bu Feifan smiled, “Of course!”

With that, Bu Feihua took the lunch box and said, “Come, come into the house, and eat with Bu Dage.”

“Um.”

After Fang Yishao hesitated for a while, he nodded and walked into the room.

……

After a while.

In the wing room, next to the round table.

Fang Yishao was neatly tidying the table.

On the table, the good wine and food brought by Fang Yishao had already gone into the belly of the two of them.

Seeing Fang Yishao’s well-behaved and virtuous appearance, Bu Feihua couldn’t help but feel a ripple in his heart.

For a while, he actually stared at Fang Yishao fixedly.

“Step Dage, is my face dirty?!”

Sensing Bu Fei’s gaze, Fang Yishao stopped slightly and looked at Bu Fei in amazement.

“No…”

Facing Fang Yishao’s surprised gaze, Bu Feihua’s face flashed with embarrassment.

“No, why did Dage keep staring at me at that step?!”

Fang Yishao’s eyes flashed with agility, fixedly looking at Step Special.

At this moment, Bu Jiaohui’s mind happened to have a thought. At the moment, he quickly changed the subject and said, “Well…I don’t know when I will see you again this time, so I’m thinking of giving you a gift. It’s a souvenir!”

“As long as it is from Bu Dage, any gift is fine!”

Fang Yishao’s eyes lit up and she whispered shyly.

Bu Feifan smiled slightly and said, “Then I will draw a portrait for you, how about?!”

“Um.”

Fang Yishao nodded with an open eyebrow, looking extremely happy.

Soon, after Fang Yisha cleared the table.

Bu Feifei took the drawing paper, brushes, inkstone, etc., placed them on the round table, and began to paint.

After a while, following the outline of the brush in Bu Feihua’s hand, a graceful beauty quickly appeared on the drawing paper.

The beauty is like jade, with bright eyes and white teeth.

At this time, the square clothes spoon in the painting is among the flowers, holding a ‘rose’, and sniffing the fragrance of the flowers, a few strands of hair lifted up from the temples, as if being swept by the breeze.

And around her, there are various butterflies dancing around her.

For a time, the people and scenery are like one, which is particularly stunning.

boom!

And with the completion of this ‘painting’, a layer of red ‘painting light’ suddenly appeared on the screen.

Immediately afterwards, the red painting light trembled slightly and turned into an ‘orange’ painting light again.

However, soon, the orange painting light changed again and again, and it didn’t stop until it evolved into a ‘green’ painting light.

However, at this time, Bu Feihua did not stop writing, but after picking up the pen and soaking in ink, he quickly wrote four lines of verse on one side——

“Shuiguo Jianjia has frost at night!”

“The moon and the cold mountains share the blue sky!”

“Who said a thousand miles from today!”

“Leaving the dream is as long as a gate!”

boom!

The four-line verse fell, and the void vision immediately appeared.

I saw that in the void, a river of rivers gently emerged, and above it, a round of autumn moon was reflected, exuding a vast, frosty atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, a strong strange emotion of sadness and nostalgia emanated from the void, filling the surroundings, and enveloping the entire Hu Mansion.

“Woo… mother…”

A servant was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, a sour nostalgia surged in his heart, and he couldn’t help but think of his mother in the country, sobbing.

“Woo…”

At the same time, in Hu Mansion, other servants and maidservants were also one after another, and there was a feeling of distress and longing involuntarily in their hearts, and they sobbed.

“It feels so uncomfortable… Is this something wrong?!”

Liu Mengli was about to go to bed and fall asleep. Suddenly, an uncontrollable sourness rose up in her heart, and she couldn’t help but feel slightly startled at the moment.

“Um?!”

Baihua Fairy was drinking tea leisurely in her own wing. Suddenly, she felt that a strange emotion was born out of thin air, which stirred her mood and made her feel a sense of distress.

“Can it affect my mood?!”

Suddenly, a hint of surprise and curiosity arose in Fairy’s heart.

You know, at the level of her kind of Cultivation Base, the general external emotions can’t affect her at all.

Now, this strange emotion can actually affect her a little bit, one can imagine how the source of this strange emotion is Bufan!

At the same time, Master Hu, Liu Shifeng and others also sensed that strange emotion one after another.

For a time, each thought.

At the same moment.

Step into the extraordinary wing room.

Bu Feifei just picked up the pen and inscribed the name of the poem on the left side of the four-line poem——

“Send a Friend”-Give a side clothes spoon!

boom!

So far, poetry becomes

“Buzzing…”

Suddenly, in the void, one after another ‘Echoes of Taixue Dao’ rang.

This ‘Echoes of Too Learning’ reverberated four times before it stopped.

Immediately, the four ‘Heaven descending Wenqi’ fell from the horizon and plunged into Bu Huan’s body.

boom!

At the same time, on the screen, the green ‘painting light’ suddenly trembled and turned into a light cyan ‘painting light’!

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