Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 152: Some common things

Inside the house, Wang Li, wrapped in a quilt, was having a dream that was both magical and absurd.

Wang Li in the dream is sometimes like a bystander and sometimes like a participant. One dream spans decades and witnesses an extraordinary story.

In dreams, there are ghosts, gods, demons, and immortals, human landscapes, and terrifying underworlds. Sometimes they are like sweet dreams and sometimes they are like nightmares.

Generally speaking, ordinary people will not have any effect even if they come into contact with a medium that conveys spirits through objects. On the one hand, their own spirit is weak, and more importantly, their spirit is relatively loose and they have no aura or magic power to leverage it.

But Ji Yuan, as a caster, moved his hands and feet a little, and naturally Wang Li could be seen when he touched the paper. However, ordinary people's minds are not strong enough to bear too much information at once, so they will enter a self-protective sleep state in order to dream. form for digestion.

I have already seen this in "Tong Ming Ce". It is not that Ji Yuan specifically uses any dream magic. Ji Yuan has not yet learned the art of entering dreams. Of course, the Du Ji Yuan in the middle is well controlled. , so as not to make Wang Li uncomfortable.

This process will not have any adverse effects on Wang Li himself, because it is not forced and the method is gentle, so the only problem lies in Wang Li's memory. If his memory is very poor, he may forget the dream before he has time to write. Missed some key points.

Ji Yuan’s ability to convey the spirit through things is also a talent, but he has not yet mastered it. Moreover, he uses ordinary paper as a medium. If it is triggered once, the essence of the spirit will be dispersed.

But this is also fate, and it belongs to the storyteller. If he completely forgets it, Ji Yuan still knows the story of Bai Lu Yuan, and naturally it will not be broken, but he will not look for Wang Li again.

Standing outside the courtyard for a while, Ji Yuan listened to Wang Li breathing evenly and sleeping deeply inside the house. A child in the alley excitedly ran to the courtyard of this house and knocked on the door.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Xiaodong, we are going to pick up firecrackers. Are you going?"

Three children shouted from outside to inside.

"Go, go, go, I'm coming, I'm coming, wait for me for a while, I'll be right back!"

The boy's excited voice came from the courtyard, and he hurried out with a bun in his mouth.

"Wear a scarf to avoid catching a cold!"

The boy’s mother chased him out, wrapped a cotton scarf around his son, and then let him go.

A total of four children were walking around outside the hospital, laughing and joking as they quickly walked out of the alley and rushed outside.

Firecrackers are a rare thing, and wealthy families only set them off during festivals. However, not every firecracker in the string has a chance to explode. Some of them will be ejected when other firecrackers explode.

These fish that have slipped through the net are like treasures for children. In the past few days during the New Year, many children will be looking for places where firecrackers were set off, looking for small firecrackers that have not gone off.

Watching the children go away with joy and laughter, Ji Yuan was also infected by this atmosphere and walked away with a smile. He still remembered that he seemed to have done similar things when he was a child.

When he returned to Yongning Street, the blindness naturally dissipated, and Ji Yuan strolled on the street like a normal person.

Although he has to go back to the Chu Mansion Library, it is not an urgent matter. Although he maintains a normal schedule now, not sleeping for ten and a half days will not have any impact.

The Ivy Sword is suspended behind the back. It has been very quiet since sweeping the Qingqi last night. It is also a fairy sword with a very spiritual charm wrapped in ivy. The meaning of the new year is also of great significance to the Ivy Sword, so I planned the fate last night. Only then can the fairy sword be lifted into the sky.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, there was a faint sound of the fairy sword behind him, and Ji Yuan turned his head to look.

"Are you awake?"

"Buzz..."

The Ivy Sword responded with another soft cry. The sword was suspended behind Ji Yuan, obviously not moving or unsheathed. However, there was an undetectable sword intent that scanned all directions, preventing any foreign objects from entering the Fairy Sword Qi Machine. Range hidden.

Going straight ahead along Yongning Street Avenue is towards the Imperial City. The further you go, the more wealthy people become, and the kind of large gardens and mansions begin to appear.

This is also the main "battlefield" for some children.

"We came here first, you go pick it up over there, there's no one there!"

"Nonsense, we just picked it up here, and you just came here!"

Two groups of children were making a noise near a mansion. One moment they were at war with each other, but the next moment the conflict subsided and the two armies gathered together to fight towards the entrance of other mansions.

"Show me how many you have picked up! Oh, you have more than a dozen!"

"I have twenty! I only have seven..."

"We'll play it together later!"

……

When Ji Yuan passed by, there were more than one or two such children. They didn't care about rummaging around with their frozen red fingers, trying to get the treasure before the concierge's servants cleaned the door.

Many mansion concierges will drive children away when they come out with a broom. This is not necessarily because everyone is mean, but it is their duty.

Ji Yuan walked outside the Chu Mansion. There was a bun shop across the street that he often frequented, and he planned to buy some buns before going to the bookstore.

The concierge of the Chu Mansion is an old man over fifty years old. He is leaning on the door, holding a broom and watching two children in large flowered coats looking for firecrackers. He also smiles and asks the two children.

"How many have you found?"

"I am eleven, and he has almost twenty!"

"It's awesome. Hey, I still have a few pieces of candy here. You can help me sweep up the firecracker butts and I'll give you the candy. How about that?"

"Okay, okay! You can't lie to us!"

The two children happily took the broom and dustpan from the old man and swept there very vigorously. Sweeping the floor is naturally not difficult for children from ordinary families.

Ji Yuan also stopped to take a look. He had seen this old man of the Chu family a few times. In fact, he was not a concierge but more like a steward. He was active in various parts of the Chu family, sometimes doing chores and sometimes giving orders. It was very impressive. The Chu family trusts.

As far as mortals are concerned, this man is actually quite remarkable. At least he looks old and withered, but he has good martial arts skills.

Ji Yuan is considered a martial arts master in the world, and the "immortality" in his heart already has considerable weight.

Seeing a gentle man standing nearby with a smile, the old concierge also bowed his hand to Ji Yuan, congratulating the stranger on the New Year.

Ji Yuan responded politely and waited until the two children finished sweeping the floor and got the candies before leaving and heading towards the bun shop over there.

Not even a cup of tea later, Ji Yuan had already appeared on the third floor of the library in the backyard of the Chu Mansion.

There are only a few bookshelves on the third floor of this bookstore, as well as two desks and chairs. The rest of the place has no decorations. It seems empty, but in autumn and summer, the doors on both sides of the third floor are closed. Open, it is definitely a transparent and comfortable environment.

After all, it is the library of a wealthy family. One of the bookshelves on the third floor is neatly placed with the four treasures of the study. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all of the highest quality.

Ji Yuan sat in front of one of the tables, eating pickled buns and flipping through a set of "Baifu Tongjian" found from the second floor. There were six volumes in total.

The thirteen prefectures of Dazhen have a vast territory of nearly a hundred prefectures. This set of books roughly talks about some of the scenic spots and customs of each prefecture. Although the book was written seventy or eighty years ago, it is still vivid. Interesting and instructive.

Before finishing the five pickled buns, Ji Yuan heard voices gradually approaching the library. After raising his head and listening, Ji Yuan continued to eat and read on the third floor without moving, while there were already people below. Opened the bookstore door.

"Brother Chu, I heard that the King of Jin sent auspicious signs from heaven last night. Is it true?"

"Do you even know about this?"

"How could I not know that? I also know that King Wu dropped his cup in the morning!"

"Hey, you dare to say this."

"Isn't this in front of Brother Chu! By the way, is the incident in Prince Jin's Mansion true?"

The two young men below were chatting enthusiastically. One was wearing a light green cotton fir and a fur scarf, the other was wearing a dark brocade robe. They were accompanied by the old man who had just appeared as a concierge.

Hearing the curious questions from another young man, the young man from the Chu Mansion told the truth.

"Hey, my dad was also invited to the Jin Palace last night. The auspiciousness was witnessed by everyone in the Jin Palace, and..."

At this point, the Chu family master subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Furthermore, the Holy Spirit also called for the man of God to appear. I heard that white mist appeared, but the man of God did not come in the end."

These two sentences made Ji Yuan on the third floor stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that someone from Chu Mansion was also in Prince Jin's Mansion last night.

As if he had just realized what he was here for, the Chu family master asked the old man.

"Uncle Xu, where is the set of "The Theory of Hundreds of Birds" that my father sent someone to copy from the Prince of Jin's Mansion? Let me show it to my brother."

"Oh, it's on the second floor. I'll find it for you."

After the old man responded, he took small steps all the way to the second floor. He found a bookshelf with ease and found the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com and dug out a box of "Hundred Birds Theory" in a cardboard volume.

Just when I was about to go downstairs, my nose moved.

"Huh?"

This suspicious nasal sound was very low, but it made Ji Yuan on the third floor pause and look at the pickle bag in his hand.

‘Mistake! Misstep! ’

Sure enough, just a few breaths later, the old man climbed up to the third floor with his agile toes, and the whole process was silent.

After reaching the third floor, the old man looked around, sniffed carefully, frowned, opened the attic door and walked around on the corridor, but saw no one.

He simply climbed up to the attic roof like an ape hanging from a tree, and landed gently on the snow on the roof.

Looking carefully, I found that the white snow on the roof was very neat. There were no footprints except my own feet. Then I looked at the overhanging cornices on the lower floors. There were also no traces of trampling on the snow above.

‘Could it be that I’m too worried? ’

When the old man was confused, the urging voice of the Chu family master came from downstairs.

"Uncle Xu, have you found it?"

The old man quickly returned to the attic and shouted at the bottom of the stairs.

"I found it, I found it, come down now!"

As soon as the old man left, Ji Yuan walked out from behind the shadow of a desk and sat down at the desk again.

‘This old man is quite sharp! Master Yin, on the other hand, seems to have become more famous. ’