Fairy Boy 5

Feng Wu recited while peeking at Mr. Zuoqiu.

Mr. Zuoqiu is indeed Mr. Zuoqiu.

His eyes were still looking at the pages of the book, his expression was calm and not disturbed.

Feng Wu couldn't see any strange expression on his face.

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"Everyone in the world knows that beauty is beautiful, and it is evil, and everyone knows that good is good, and it is not good..." This is the second chapter.

"If you don't honor the virtuous, the people will not fight; if you don't value the rare goods, the people will not be stolen; if you don't see what you want, the people will not be disturbed..." This is the third chapter.

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There are eighty-one chapters in the Tao Te Ching.

Now that Feng Wu has recited the tenth chapter, she feels...

With the mind of the scriptures, it should be... ok?

But Mr. Zuoqiu calmly flipped through the book in his hand, as if he was not paying attention to Feng Wu.

Feng Dance: "..."

What else can I do other than keep going?

So, Feng Wu sighed secretly, put her hands behind her, shook her head, and continued to recite.

"The five colors are blinding, the five tones are deafening, the five flavors are refreshing, the galloping hunting is maddening, the rare goods are disturbing..."

...

Feng Wu just recited it one by one.

Mr. Zuoqiu didn't know when he had closed his eyes, his face was calm and calm.

But the magician Muyan and the others, who were watching from a distance, all had their eyes wide open!

Xiao Jingyu, a little girl whose head hurts because of her endorsement, can actually memorize the Tao Te Ching? !

And recited so smoothly? No pimples at all!

You know, before today, when he recited the Tao Te Ching, he could only recite three chapters, and Mr. Zuo Qiu was so angry that he hit him on the forehead with the book.

"The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful; the way of man is for the sake of not fighting..."

Feng Wu finally finished reciting the 5,000 words of the damned Tao Te Ching, from beginning to end, without any knots.

At the end, Feng Wu carefully observed Mr. Zuoqiu's face.

She noticed that Mr. Zuoqiu's face was a little... stiff?

Is it the kind of stiffness that would have collapsed but was desperately maintained?

Is it her delusion?

Feng Wu looked around curiously, and happened to have a look at the magical doctor Mu Yan not far away.

The shocked expression on Mu Yan's face had no time to fade, and Feng Wu had a panoramic view.

So... Feng Wu has a cold sweat on her forehead, so is she acting too amazing? !

"Old, teacher..." Feng Wu looked overwhelmed and stammered.

Mr. Zuoqiu's closed eyes finally opened.

He looked at the eyes of his "little disciple"... he was still as calm as water, but his heart was already turbulent!

Five thousand words from beginning to end?

Haven't there ever been a bit of stumbling in the middle?

A day ago he was...

No wonder it is said that I have a headache when I go out for a walk. With such a large intensity, it is no wonder that I don't have a headache.

Mr. Zuoqiu looked at his little apprentice kindly, with a gentle expression on his face.

He beckoned to Feng Wu: "Come here."

Mr. Zuoqiu is dressed in a white robe, and the corners of the robe hang down on the ground layer by layer, white and green, and under the moon, there is a sense of immortal style and bone, like a high-ranking old gentleman.

And the phoenix dance, like the old gentleman who sits down with the little boy, is only the kind of promise.

Feng Wu now completely substitutes herself into the step scriptures.

Because she knew very well that Mr. Zuoqiu's eyes were extremely wise, not comparable to ordinary people.

Just like the actress, she must devote herself fully to the role of Bu Jingyu from the inside out, and then she can pass the test.

If the performance is smashed, it will, die, people, it!