Nightfall Chapter 157: Books, bookworms, academies

Xiling Temple leads the hundreds of millions of followers of Haotian Daomen in the world. They enshrine the spirit and need to stand on the real world. In particular, the ruling division is the most realistic place of the temple. The trip to the wasteland has been frustrated and the realm of strength. After being hit hard, the prospect of Ye Hongyu, who was the chief seater, was covered with a bleak dust, so those subordinates who had been in awe of her now dared to talk privately, and she became silent.

Somewhere in the south, there is a simple Taoist temple in the deep mountains. Not many people know this Taoist temple. The ancient plaque outside the Taoist temple reads the word "Zhi Shou". Unlike the Xiling Temple, which has entered the turbid world and holds the power of Taoism, this Zhishouguan hidden behind the history of Taoism does not care about things in the world.

There are seven thatched cottages by the lake in the depths of Zhishouguan, which enshrine the legendary seven-volume scriptures. Among them, many of the four thatched cottages are already in a state of emptiness, and have never been able to welcome the volume that was lost in the wasteland. On the Mingji scroll, the thatch on the eaves seems to be withered and decayed, while the other six thatched houses are not affected by the air of the house. The golden thatch on the eaves seems to be carved from gold, reflecting the sun. The rays of light exudes a luxurious and solemn feeling, which makes people want to kneel on the ground and never rise again.

On the agarwood case in the first thatched cottage by the lake, there is a book with a dark cover. This book looks like a natural black blood stone because it is too thick.

The black cover and the snow-white pages make this book of heaven release a palpitating feeling.

The Japanese scroll on the table has been opened, and it is more likely that it has never been closed for thousands of years. The first page is completely blank on the right hand side is the second page, and the top of the page clearly shows the swordsman willow. Bai's name, not far from the horizontal, is the word Jun Mo, and words like Ye Tang appear in disorderly order around it.

A clear breeze came slowly from the window, turning the pages of the book like an invisible hand, flipping through the book of heaven at a very fast speed, and came to the very back page.

Successfully climbed to the top of the academy last summer, and after the torrential rain night, Ning Que’s name once appeared here, and then for some reason, his name has disappeared, and it looks like a piece of snowy land.

The lake breeze winds between the beams and pillars in the thatched house, meets the wall and then turns, flows to the agarwood table and starts turning the pages again, but this time it is turning from back to front.

The pages of the book turn quickly, and occasionally I can see two or three names clearly, such as Lu Qingchen, but more often I can only vaguely see a few individual characters, such as Liu, Bihao.

The lake breeze turned the Japanese scroll, and finally came to the position where the thinnest paper before [Baidu Jiangyeba YY:108052] was the most thin piece of paper, the paper was densely covered with names, which looked like flowers The pattern is generally beautiful and complicated.

The name of Prince Longqing is in the corner of the page, but the handwriting has been dimmed to the extreme, it seems that it may penetrate into the soft paper at any time and no trace can be found. Tang Xiaotang's name appeared in another corner of the page, and the handwriting was a bit erratic and scribble. The name of Mo Shanshan appeared in the middle of the paper, and the handwriting was quiet and smooth.

The names of Wang Jinglue and Guanhai Monk can be seen on the paper, which makes it seem a bit messy. Only the top of the paper is about to reach the edge, and there is a blank space. In that blank only Ye Hongyu’s first name.

The three characters Ye Hongyu looked very lonely and proud there. The handwriting was very rich and dense, as if it was going to emerge from the paper, and then flew away by the lake breeze, especially the most of the fish. The stroke on the top has even gone beyond the edge of the page, and it is like a sharp sword, piercing the page in front of it.

In the lower right corner of the book, Ning Que's name appeared quietly and inconspicuously.

In the early morning in the southern suburbs of Chang'an, on the meadow outside the academy, [Baidu Jiangyeba YY:108052] Mo Shanshan looked at Ning Que and said softly, "After I return to Dahe, I will write to you, but how do I write your name? I always feel like it’s not pretty."

Looking at the girl’s eyelashes gleaming in the morning light, Ning Que said, “It’s not about leaving Chang’an right away. How does it feel like this is saying goodbye? After you return to Mochi, we will naturally write a letter, but I'm thinking about waiting for the master to come back, if nothing is wrong, I can take Sangsang to Dahe to see you."

Mo Shanshan lowered his head and glanced at the shoes that he stuck out the hem of his skirt, thinking that this man probably never noticed his habit of talking, right? But what right do you have to change him when you are used to this kind of thing?

The two walked onto the meadow. Under Ning Que's recollection and introduction, Mo Shanshan followed him to visit the academy, and then the two walked through the wetland and the old book building, through the thick fog that clouded them, and came to the cliff.

Like when Ning Que came to the back mountain of the academy for the first time, the bookworm was also shocked by the beautiful cliffs, the tranquil lakes and mountains, and the fine waterfall in the distance. She stared blankly in front of her eyes. The scenery, said: "This is the real academy?"

Ning Que said: "If the second floor of the academy is the real academy, then this is it."

Mo Shanshan whispered: "For practitioners, the unknowable place is above the clouds and beyond the world, and cannot be touched. Although the Academy is the only holy place for both worlds, there are a few people who can come here with their own eyes. Take a look at the scenery here? Unexpectedly, after meeting you, I actually advanced to the Demon Sect Mountain Gate and came back to the back mountain of the academy. I was really lucky.

Ning Que stood beside her, looked at the lake and mountains in front of her, and listened to her soft sigh, feeling a little proud and joyful, and said: "When you meet me, you will encounter many lucky things in the future." /

Although it is a casual sentence, it also has some slightly sweet meanings. If we stay together in the future, there will naturally be more. Mi Shanshan is a little uncomfortable with this situation, bowing her head slightly ashamed and speechless.

Ning Que has always been extremely thick-skinned, but he is not embarrassed at all. He took her to the mirror lake and said: "I will take you to see Senior Sister Seven. All the other seniors except her like it. Hide and seek is really hard to find."

Mo Shanshan thought that this was going to meet the other side's sect? I couldn’t help feeling a little nervous, looking down at the foot of the mountain road and slowly following him forward, and said softly: "Will it be wrong if you take outsiders into the academy at will?"

As a man, the most appropriate answer at this time should of course say...you are not an outsider.

However, Ning Que gave this person a thick-skinned tongue, but he has no experience in love affairs and a serious lack of ability. Hearing Shanshan’s concerns, he answered honestly: "The big brother has already recognized you. Righteous sister, what are you afraid of when you enter the academy? And today, the big brother asked me to show you in, otherwise I would not be so bold."

I said hello to Senior Sister Seven when I was crossing Jinghu Lake, and talked a little bit of gossip, and then went to the Iron House by the stream to visit Senior Brothers Fourth and Senior Brother Six. He was accustomed to Senior Brother Six with his upper body naked. A beautiful girl who didn’t look like came in, she couldn’t help but bluffed, and quickly put on an outer shirt at a speed faster than swinging a hammer, while Senior Brother Si sat silently by the window and performed deductions like something I haven't seen it.

The high temperature in the iron room was unbearable, and it was full of steam. Ning Que thought that Shanshan is a beautiful girl's house after all, so he only planned to take her to talk and leave. Unexpectedly, Shanshan saw the deduction of the four brothers by the window. He refused to leave, but walked over, knelt down and looked at the runes on the sand table earnestly, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Ning Que looked slightly different and walked to the window to watch together. I don’t know how long it had been. Senior Brother Si raised his head and glanced at the girl squatting next to the sand table, and asked indifferently: "You know talisman too?

Ask the book idiot if he understands the talisman, which is equivalent to asking the butcher if he can kill pigs and the hunter if he can walk the mountain. Ning Que knew that Brother Si had such a personality, and worried that Shanshan would be annoyed, so he quickly said, "Brother, she is a bookworm."

"Oh, so you are a bookworm girl." The fourth brother looked at Mo Shanshan and repeated: "Then do you understand Fu."

Ning Que was completely speechless.

Among the three idiots of the world, Mo Shanshan has always been known for being Shujing and Xianzhen. He was not at all annoyed, but a little confused. He raised his head and glanced at Ning Que, remembering his answer in the wasteland that day, and could not help but smile and said: "Slightly Understand."

Senior brother Ning Que said with his hand, "How is it better than him?"

Without any thought, Mo Shanshan said without hesitation: "Much better than him."

Ning Que became speechless and felt very hurt.

Senior brother nodded with satisfaction and said: "Then you are indeed qualified to watch my deduction."

Mo Shanshan looked at the slowly walking runes on the sand table, and was not sure to ask: "Is this really a deduction algorithm?"

Senior Brother Si said: "If it weren't for deducing algorithms, how could you look so ecstatic."

Mo Shanshan was surprised and said: "But I heard from my teacher that Heshan Pan's algorithm has been lost for many years."

Senior Brother Si shook his head and said: "The Heshanpan deduction algorithm was indeed interrupted in the Kaiyuan Year of the Tang Dynasty, but less than forty years later, the seventh-generation ancestor of Mochi Garden, Yingshanren, and a former sage of the academy jointly discussed the sixth In 1988, the standard of deduction algorithm was re-established, and the two sages worked hard to recast Heshanpan. Since your master Wang Shusheng is the descendant of Yingshan people, how can you not even know these past events."

Mo Shanshan stared blankly at the ordinary sand table in front of him, wondering if it was really the legendary river and mountain plate, looking at the two lines on the sand table that seemed to be parallel forever, but actually disturbed each other. The tip of the eyebrows frowned slightly and said: "Is this the initial time line value between the deduction of unmoving fuyi and the fluctuation of vitality?"

Senior Brother Si didn't expect that this little girl could see what she had deduced after just a glance, her expression was slightly different, and she was very interested and said: "Do you also have research on this aspect?"

Mo Shanshan looked at the sand table intently, and said: "I did a little research, but I didn't think about it out of thin air."

Senior brother four looked at her applauded, admiring the woman's concentration in studying the talisman, turning his head and saying to Ning Que displeased: "Don't hurry up and move a bench over, do you want to let the mountain girl Squatting like this?"

Ning Que felt very innocent, and then continued to be speechless, moving a bench over.

Mo Shanshan did not thank him or even glanced at him. He sat directly on the bench, supported his chin and looked at the sand table intently, occasionally discussing a few words with the fourth brother, and then continued to focus on the sand table.

(The next chapter will be written out at around eleven.)