Ze Tian Ji Chapter 210: Thousands of Understand Stele methods (on)

The middle-aged man left after saying this. Chen Changshen standing on the mountain road is inexplicable and naturally a little annoyed. After a while, he remembered that the man finally mentioned that someone had come to him before the tomb. When I came to the mausoleum, I saw that stone gate was still closed. I remembered the picture of Xun Mei going out from here last night. When I was sentimental, I heard someone shouting his name.

He followed the sound to the side of stone gate, only to see a small window on the wall, Priest Xin was beckoning to him. He was a little surprised, saluted in front of the small window, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Priest Xin handed something from the stone window and said, "Lord Bishop wants me to see you."

Chen Changshen took those things, and asked, "Luggage is in the car. We didn't bring us in yesterday."

Priest Xin said: "This is the rule of Mausoleum of Books. It will be sent to you after the inspection. It should be no later than today."

Chen Changshen wants to draft the sour and odorous bedding in the house, and asks, "Can you trouble me to send us more clear bedding?"

Priest Xin froze and said, "It's not difficult."

"Since the luggage will be returned to us, there is nothing needed."

Chen Changshen flipped through Priest Xin and found that there was actually a bag of boiled eggs in it. I couldn't help but ask: "I have to solve my own meals in Mausoleum of Books?"

Priest Xin explained: "Each Academy sect is prepared and will be sent in every day. As for the folk students, the court will provide living materials, which is of poorer quality. Orthodox Academy is now in a state of waste, and you and Tang Thirty Six must not Prepare, Lord Bishop already has made arrangements, don't worry. "

Across the small stone window, Chen Changshen feels weird and feels like visiting a prison.

looks at The look on his face, Priest Xin guessed what he was thinking, and said, "Mausoleum of Books is a holy place, it is also a prison."

Chen Changshen for a moment, remembering the encounter of Xun Mei, said: "It makes sense, thank you for reminding me."

Priest Xin said: "If it makes sense, where can I tell you, this is the words of the previous generation His Holiness the Pope, Lord Bishop let me tell you."

Chen Changshen said, "I understand."

Priest Xin said through his stone window, looks at said: "In short, you have to remember that Zhou Garden will open after one month, you must come out before that."

Chen Changshen did not reply to this sentence, but talked about the encounter with the aggressive Sworn to the Steles on the mountain road.

"How is this possible?"

Priest Xin frowned, saying: "Those Academy sects are convenient for their disciples to perform Study Stele in Mausoleum of Books, or they will find a way to please and please these Sworn to the Steless, plus their special status, so they will be a little bit proud, but they are all Supported by Orthodox, how dare you offend you? "

Chen Changshen didn't understand the logic in this sentence and asked, "Don't dare offend me?"

Seeing his blank expression, Priest Xin smiled and said, "Now the entire Continent knows that you are the person that His Holiness the Pope and the bishop fancy, and offending you is offending Orthodox."

The lesson of that Sworn to the Steles 丨 he said at the time, even if he has a great background, he must be in awe in a holy place like Mausoleum of Books. Chen Changshen listened to Priest Xin, then thought of this sentence, naturally a new understanding, secretly guessing whether Correct because of its Orthodox background, but let these Mausoleum of Books Sworn to the Steles innately disgusted.

Thinking about these things, he walked back to the cottage. already is empty in the house, youngster should already to Mausoleum of Books Study Stele. The big pot of white porridge cooked before dawn was eaten up, the pots and pans were washed with already and clear, and the water in the tank was also refilled.Although I didn't see who made it, I don't know why. It is definitely a cold arrangement.

Although there will be new bedding, Chen Changshen folded the three bedding left by Xun Mei, and carefully washed it several times, until it was confirmed that the sweat and sour taste of 37 years had been washed by clear, and then dried in the courtyard. On the rope inside, and then he walked through the orange garden and came to the vegetable field in the distance. It is early spring, when Correct is yellow and yellow, there are no fresh vegetables in the vegetable field, and the greens that can be seen are green onions, garlic, and leek. He took a few fingers of green onions, dug a few potatoes in the field, and returned. The yard began to prepare lunch.

Boil the water in a large iron pan, cut a bacon from Priest Xin in half and throw it in, then start steaming rice on it. Miri mixed with potato chips cut into the size of fingernails. Washed and chopped the shallots and placed them on the edge of the stove. The cooked eggs are also taken out and can be left at the steamer at any time. After doing all this, he is satisfied with the location. Nod your head and wash your hands.

Salty fish and bacon is delicious, and it is very healthy, but it ’s not very healthy. It ’s bad for your body to eat too much. Priest Xin said that Lord Bishop has arrangements. Li Mountain Sword Sect should also try to send things in. I do n’t know the daily fresh meat. With vegetables can not be guaranteed, he sat on the threshold thinking about these things. Yesterday, I made a day of tourists. Is it to cook a day today? Do not go to Study Stele in Mausoleum of Books, do not think hard, but think about these things, if I let others see his daze on the threshold, I do not know how to react.

Chen Changshen sits on the threshold, the courtyard outside the looks at thatched cottage, looks at sheds half of the fence, looks at is not far from the green trees in the orange garden, it is very quiet, has not changed its posture for a long time, Naturally, things like diet don't need to think about it for such a long time. Men and women are never related to him, so what is he thinking?

looks at's fallen fence and the mist that was gradually scattered by the sun. His expression was so focused that he did not even notice that the luggage left outside Mausoleum of Books was sent to the courtyard yesterday.

Cuckling a few birdsongs made him wake up from contemplation. Then he noticed that the side of the baggage was piled up like hills. He stepped forward, found his parcel from it, took out the pen, ink and paper, and sat back on the threshold again, and continued the fallen fences and green forests of looks at. Already

As time passes, the sun gradually rises, and the angle at which the light falls on the courtyard changes.

The fence is sparse and crumbling, but there are still a few thick wooden posts in between.

As the light changes, the shadows of the wooden stakes on the ground also change, and the branches of the green treetops in the orange garden also change. But it began to widen. Some twigs on the branches of the green branches were about to disappear in the brighter and brighter sunlight, but some branches became more and more clear because of the contrast between light and shadow.

The scene of Chen Changshen Quietly looks at, these changes of looks at, consciousness returns to Stele Hut in the early morning again, when Rising Sun first rose, and the lines on the surface of Stone Stele changed with the warm red light, as if to live. The edges of the deep lines are illuminated and thin, but the light lines become wider.

The inexplicable lines on Stone Stele are inscriptions. Those inscriptions that have endured numerous storms over the past few years have not changed in any way, but why are they always changing? If the information hidden in those inscriptions is deterministic, why would the Understand Stele person interpret a completely different meaning? Yes, everything is because of these changes.

Chen Changshen I dipped some ink in the pen in my hand, opened the book, and started to write and draw on it. He didn't record his thoughts in words, but just rigorously followed what he saw and roughly The deduction, began to describe those lines on Illuminated Clear Stele, the pen end walking on the paper is particularly heavy.

I don't know how long after that, he stopped writing, but actually re-painted the book in the bottom right corner of Illuminated Clear Stele. Then he took out the Heavenly Tome Stele Inscription that was originally sold at the inn, found the Illuminated Clear Stele page, and began to compare it with his new painting. He found that there was a very big difference between the two. Compared with the inscription on Illuminated Clear Stele, the patterns he drew on the book are obviously more vivid, if his writing ability is better, or can be described as such-those patterns seem to be on paper and come to life.

The fog is completely dispersed in the woods, the bamboo on the fence becomes more intense, and the light in the courtyard is extremely bright. It turned out that already had arrived at noon.

Chen Changshen rubbed some sore eyes, closed her eyes and rested for a while, then got up to prepare lunch, only to find out that no one came back. The cottage was quiet all around, because the temperature was rising, and the birds in the woods were too lazy to tweet anymore. He stood alone at the threshold and felt very lonely.

The rice has been steamed for already and left aside for a while.The sweet fragrance of sweet potato grains is mixed with the scent of bacon, turning it into a strange, but very seductive taste. Bacon, after thinking about it, only cut a small piece with a knife, cut into fine pieces, poured into a rice bowl, peeled a cooked egg, and then a bowl of light tea, hastily finished his lunch.

After eating, he took a random walk along the courtyard, returned to the room with his eyes closed and rested for a while, then sat back on the threshold again, holding the notebook in his left hand, holding a pen in his right, and continued around the looks at courtyard. The landscape began to look dazed, and the light changed all the time, so he had to observe it all the time.

As the sun gradually sinks west, the color of the light falling in the courtyard gradually becomes stronger. The wooden stakes and bamboo pieces in the fence, and the thin branches in different orientations on the treetops also change accordingly. Quietly watched Chen Changshen for a long time, and finally began to write again, and sent all the changes observed in the afternoon to the pen end, which turned into inaccurate lines on the paper, which only represented some kind of perseverance.

In the evening, most of the inscriptions on Illuminated Clear Stele were redrawn on paper.

He knows he's not far from reading these inscriptions, already.

At this time, the people staying in the cottage also returned to the courtyard.

The first one to return is Liang Banhu . Chen Changshen Nod to him. But he didn't seem to see it at all. clear water Drunk, then walked back to the courtyard and stepped on yesterday evening Tang Thirty Six On the fence that fell down, looks at The sun, which is about to set in the west, looks sad and happy.

Qi Jian also returned to the courtyard.The look of youngster was a little muddy. Although he had not forgotten to salute with Chen Changshen, when he entered the house, he almost bumped into the door. After a while, he left the house. When I came out, I didn't know why, and started to walk around the courtyard with my head down, talking in my mouth, I didn't know what to say.

(Come out before eleven in the next chapter.)