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Chapter Forty-Two

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    Luo Jiujiang's handwriting is not as rich and graceful as the famous ones, but it is also well-equipped with muscles and bones, and the energy is connected, at least it can be used for others to see.

    However, Xie Chuncan ridiculed his handwriting in all directions without dead ends and inhumanely.

    Luo Jiujiang put back the scabbard that had just been drawn on the snow to his waist, and replied helplessly: "I used to pinch my pen for the first half of my life, and I may never learn to write by hand in this life. Since Brother Xie is so confident  , then please brother Xie teach me."

    Xie Chuncan glanced at him and didn't refuse, just pulled out an arrow from the quiver with his backhand, fluttered down from the tree, and bent over to write.  The movement was so smooth that you could see Luo Jiujiang slapping his thigh straight - presumably this guy was waiting for Luo Jiujiang's words, and the location of his move was planned in advance.

    His handwriting was painted with silver hooks and irons, and he looked calm, and the three characters "Meeting and Happy" fell on the snow.

    Luo Jiujiang came over to look at it for a while, and he was really convinced: "I can't compare Xie Xie's writing, but Xie Xie's people were pulled from the tree to the ground by me anyway."

    Xie Chuncan looked at the willow book that he had written on the snow with his own hands, and the sense of melancholy disappeared in his eyes.  He erased the word "xiang" with his foot: "I still have to climb the tree again, but Jiujiang If you are not afraid of being shot down by my arrow, you can sit on it."

    After half a stick of incense, Xie Chuncan opened his eyes as expected, and threw three dice to Luo Jiujiang who was sitting on the treetop opposite him.

    "Before the next game starts, I can teach you how to roll the dice. Do you want to learn?"

    "Learn." Luo Jiujiang raised one hand, three dice were thrown high by him, and they collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound, "Since Brother Xie taught it, why don't you learn it?"

    When turning his head to look at Xie Chuncan's technique, Luo Jiujiang's gaze swept over the snow unintentionally, and the words written by the two of them had not been completely covered by snowflakes.  He found that after Xie Chuncan erased the word with his feet, the remnants on the snow happened to be horizontal and vertical.

    ?Looking vertically, it is Xie Chuncan, while reading horizontally, it is Xie Jianhuan.

    The word "chuncan" is very close to the surname Xie, and the word "Jianhuan" is far from the word "xie".

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    In the pursuit of the third round, Luo Jiujiang still lost.  But this time he used the pre-set trap to get within five feet of Xie Chun's body.

    This time he lost a painting to Xie Chuncan.

    He painted the blue sea.

    It just so happens that the snow here is as fine as sand, and the drawn rolling waves are hitting the flat snow.  The tide receded evenly, revealing a few rocks on the sandy ground. There were often small crabs and shells on the seashore, and Luo Jiujiang drew a few from his memory.

    Xie Chuncan hesitantly recognized the content of the scroll: "What you painted is the sea?"

    "This is my hometown." Luo Jiujiang replied solemnly.  He watched Xie Chuncan carefully touch the shells painted on the snow with an arrow shaft, with a rare expression of curiosity on his face, and his heart suddenly moved.

    "How long has Brother Xie been in this ghostly place?"

    "I came here eleven years ago." Xie Chuncan replied casually.  He hung the arrow shaft on the shell and made a virtual sketch, then leaned over to look at a crab not far away.

    Luo Jiujiang deliberately said: "I think Brother Xie looks very young, don't you think he is already twenty-one years old?"

    Xie Chuncan looked back at him in surprise: "I just thought you didn't know how to count, but I didn't expect you to know how to look at people's age. Did you use your eyelashes to tell that I've reached my crown?"

    "If a boy under the age of ten crosses the border, it will cause certain damage to the meridians." Luo Jiujiang deliberately pretended to be stupid with Xie Chuncan, "So you should be at least twenty-one years old Brother Xie, why are you like this?  Look at me, am I wrong?"

    "Your hometown is really a good place with simple folk customs to be able to teach a stupid child like you." Xie Chuncan sneered and stabbed Luo Jiujiang, "This place doesn't even care about people's lives, how can it be possible to care about children  Whether the meridian is healthy or not¡ªI was brought in by someone when I was seven years old."

    Seven years old

    Even in such a depressing environment for a day, Luo Jiujiang felt heavy.  Xie Chuncan was thrown to this place of death since he was a child, and after eleven years here, not only is he speechless, but he can also sneer proficiently, which is quite rare.

    Luo Jiujiang's eyes sank: If so, he would understand why Xie Chuncan was so interested in his paintings.

    He should have never seen the sea or shelled crabs In fact, Luo Jiujiang is very skeptical. Xie Chuncan may not even have heard of some gadgets that he is used to.

    "Brother Xie." Luo Jiujiang said suddenly, "?" Luo Jiujiang said in a low voice.

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    "The boy in black isn't dead yet?" Lu Qi put down the tea cup in his hand in surprise, "Even if he was hung upside down and opened his scalp, the blood should have drained after this time. How could Xie Chuncan spare him?"  Life?"

    "My subordinates don't know." The person who reported the news fell at Lu Qi's feet and said in fear, "According to what they reported, Xie Chuncan has been chasing and killing the boy in black for some time, but he has been catching and releasing him all the time."  Got caught, yesterday people saw the two of them punching and throwing dice together. Our man tried to kill the boy in black, but was shot to death by Xie Chuncan. Now the two have been chasing each other for thousands of miles. I don¡¯t know why Xie Chuncan  Haven't done it yet."

    Lu Qi slapped the stone table with his palm, and the heavy stone table hummed softly: "The people who kill me are not soft at all, and if you kill a boy who can't build the foundation, he will become a caterpillar? Fuck it!  To be able to chase and kill thousands of miles with punches together, I think this is simply a gift from eighteen, flirting for thousands of miles!"

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    We sincerely believe that Xie Xie and Jiujiang are a pair of cross talk partners who share weal and woe. A certain Mr. Han, who does not want to be named, specifically appeals to the general public, please don¡¯t listen to the villain¡¯s rumors^_^

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