Nightfall Chapter 173: Life is like a question, all kinds of idiots (Part 1)

Volume One, The Empire in the Early Morning, Chapter 173, Life is like a title, all kinds of idiots (Part 1)

There are no seniors in the mountains behind the academy, either from the South China Sea island or from other countries, or from far away, but none of them live in Chang'an. After seeing the refreshing and pleasant little book boy of Brother Er, Ning Que once thought about moving into Houshan with Sangsang, but thinking that he is a newcomer to the academy after all, and how could he be qualified to be compared with Brother Er. When he first entered the mountain, he always made such a request, which always gave people a big-faced feeling. Secondly, although the mountain was beautiful, it always lacked the atmosphere of the market, so he became the only day student in the college.

Sang Sang rushed to Xifang to buy a lot of ink and weird materials according to his list before the night lights were turned off in Fang City, and then began to busy cooking while cutting vegetables. Report to him the operation of Lao Bi Zhai today.

"Business was very good today, especially in the morning, when the threshold was almost broken. Didn't I repair the door yesterday? The result was not strong enough, and it was squeezed a bit more today. After confirming that the young master is not at home, In the afternoon the talents are missing."

Sangsang suddenly thought of something. He wiped his wet hands on his apron, walked back to the back room and took out a thick stack of famous posts and invitations, put them on the desk, and said, "There are many people left. After leaving these things, I would like to invite you to visit the mansion, Master, because there are too many people and the names are written on the posts, so I did not remember them."

Ning Que glanced at the invitations and famous posts, and then at the rune classics that were as tall as a hill beside him, thinking that he was already busy at this time, where would he have time to go to these appointments? After thinking about it, he said to Sangsang: "After dinner, you can choose one of these invitations, and put the important ones aside for later processing."

"How to choose? How to deal with it?" Sangsang asked seriously. As Ning Que's little maid, she had never had experience dealing with these empire figures, and she didn't know which invitations were important.

"Choose just like choosing a dish. The fresh and expensive ones are kept, and the stale and cheap ones are put aside first. As for what is fresh and expensive...I have told you about the imperial official system before, and I still remember Right? But the high-ranking officials are expensive. If you deal with it, I will leave it to me. I will write a reply to show politeness. I want to come to those officials who want only my words."

Listening to his answer, Sangsang frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Master, your words can be sold for money now. Isn't it a pity that you just wrote a reply and sent it back?" /

Ning Que smiled and continued to lower his head to concentrate on what he saw in front of him. He had just read a half of these dozens of thick rune books, and there was really no other time to think about other things.

Master Yan Se gave him a total of 33 runes, which recorded the runes left by the previous rune masters, a total of 387, and 24,77 talismans. , The vast and vast sea.

Ning Que first glanced over it briefly, staring at the runes that have different faces and seem to have nothing in common with each other for a long time, and found nothing, but frowned more and more tightly.

According to Master Yan Se, these runes are only for his reference and experience. As for how to make the final stroke, it all depends on his own understanding. It's just that these ink **** that look like tadpoles, graffiti, raindrops, silk threads, but not words or paintings, how can you experience what you need from them?

I randomly extracted a book from the small mountain-like books, and found that it happened to be the first part of the third volume, which is the beginning of the water scroll. Ning Que's spirit was refreshed, and since it was the beginning, it probably summed up with water. There is no relationship between these things, and water is the most indispensable and closest thing to human survival and life, perhaps it will be easier to experience.

The first part of the water scroll has four pages. Ning Que looked carefully from the beginning to the end, and found that the more than 100 runes drawn on these four pages had many similarities, most of which were from the top The bottom six ink threads, but the thickness of the six ink threads, especially the combination and arrangement, are different. In the strangest runes, the six ink threads are even completely entangled together.

"Are these all words of water? One river is above one river?"

Ning Que frowned and stared at the rune at the highest point of the water scroll, staring at the six neatly arranged, slightly curved ink lines in the middle, and his mood gradually became calmer, turning the ink lines into flowing water in his eyes, as if looking vaguely. When rainwater slipped from the eaves, it fell into the rainwater accumulated on the bluestone slab, and several rain flowers bloomed, and then merged with the surrounding rainwater again.

There were materials like pen, ink and cinnabar beside the desk. The things he ordered Sangsang to buy were ordinary and cheap, but according to Master Yan Se, these were all necessary materials for writing symbols.

Ning Que stopped reading the six ink lines on the book. He poured water into the inkstone and began to slowly grind the ink. After the ink could no longer be separated, he took a branch from the shelf and gently dipped the ink into the ink until it was full.

His movements are gentle and calm, but in fact at the same time according to Master Yan Se's teaching, the power of mind in the sea of ​​knowledge slowly crosses out of the sea of ​​snowy mountains, through the paper window, and falls into the well in the small courtyard. , A delicate experience of the vitality of water.

I took the pen out of the inkstone, but my wrist was stiff on the inkstone, and I couldn't drop the paper for a long time.

Ning Que frowned slightly, looked again at the six ink lines that were rolled up, and used the Eight Techniques of Eternal Characters to forcibly dismantle them in the sea of ​​knowledge, only to feel that the six ink lines suddenly separated, and then quickly floated away, turning into a black rain cloud, enveloped in Above his head, however, for some reason, the already dark rain cloud refused to drip a drop of water.

The wrist trembled slightly, Ning Que was about to lift the pen and drop the paper, but finally stopped. He clearly felt in his heart that although he felt the meaning of the well water and this talisman, he still It’s not right to be unable to write a talisman that belongs to him, and to connect his feelings with the water in that well.

In the dead of night, the candlelight started to rise.

There are two more bowls of vegetables and a bowl of white rice on the desk, and a bowl of clear water is placed under the lamp, swaying lightly with the night breeze.

Ning Que stood by the window, standing by the desk, looking at the runes on the scroll, his body stiff, his right hand holding the brush trembling slightly. He has maintained this position for a long time, but the pen in his hand still cannot fall onto the paper.

Sangsang sat on the head of the bed embroidered with shoes, and looked up at him by the desk from time to time.

A few hours ago, she had already eaten, but did not call Ning Que to eat, because she knew that Ning Que was in a big trouble at this time, and knew that Ning Que was habitually starting to work hard. Although worried but used to it, so silent.

Ning Que has a very good or very bad quality. Whenever he encounters a problem that he is interested in and wants to solve, he will definitely devote all his attention to the process of solving the problem. Before that difficult problem, he could not sleep at all. The most fragrant food was as difficult to chew like a candle in his mouth, and he felt that the world around him did not exist at all.

In that world, he can be regarded as a genius, largely because he has the spirit of breaking the subject, but this spirit is often very troublesome for the people who are suffering. . Because he would forget to eat, he would not be able to sleep, he would toss his body to the utmost weakness, even life-threatening, until finally he really broke the problem, or found his reason to confirm that the problem has exceeded his own. Ability will wake up.

After seeing the Taishang induction chapter for the first time in Bian Sai Ningque, I hadn't slept for half a month, and I was always forcing myself to enter a meditation state. I must be able to perceive the vitality of the world around my body. At that time, Sangsang, who was still very young, took care of him for half a month, until the former general of Weicheng couldn't see him and asked the soldiers to wake Ning Que with a whip. The days ended, and afterwards Ning Que and Ning Que Sangsang fell ill at the same time.

The same was true at the beginning of last year when I was in the old days. At that time, Ji Ning Que stayed out until he was in a coma and was thrown out of the building. He was pale and went home in a carriage. He vomited on the bed until he vomited blood like a drunk, and watched him every night. It was Sangsang who dared not fall asleep.

Sangsang finished embroidering this piece of flower, raised his head and rubbed his sore wrist, glanced at Ning Que, who was in a daze at the desk, and then continued to lower his head to embroider the soles, hiding his worried look The deepest part of the eyes.

Over the years, she has become accustomed to Ning Que going crazy every time she breaks a question.

In the past few years, Ning Que has become accustomed to having someone beside him take care of himself whenever he goes crazy and solves a problem.

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It's late at night, the oil runs out, and the lights go out.

I don’t know when Sangsang woke up in bed and clothes. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the dark sky outside the window. She found that Ning Que was still standing in front of the desk, still holding the pen to write. Posture.

Sangsang walked over and opened the window, looked back at the desk, and found that there was not even a single dot of ink on the white paper, and Ning Que, who had been tortured all night, was very exhausted and his dry eyes were full. It's bloodshot.

Sangsang stood by the window, sat in the chair with the pair of willows open, and found his body aches, as if rusty.

He rubbed his face severely with hot water, brushed his teeth for dinner and drank a pot of tea, Ning Que regained some energy, and put the water roll into his sleeve from the desk, ready to go out to the college.

Standing in front of the door of Lao Bi Zhai, he looked back at Sangsang and said after a moment of silence: "The problem encountered this time... seems to be more troublesome than the previous few times. It may be a few more nights. Uncertain, starting from this evening, you don’t have to stay up late with me. Although you haven’t gotten sick for half a year, you still have to pay attention to your body. If my body is broken, you still have to serve. If our bodies are broken It’s impossible to let Aunt Wu next door take care of us."

Sangsang nodded.

When I arrived at the academy, the bookshelves had already started classes. Ning Que walked to the old house along the route of yesterday alone, took a deep breath, and walked into the cloud in front of the mountain road.

When the fog came out, it was still the beautiful morning light and beautiful cliffs.

In the carriage that came to the academy from Chang'an City, Ning Que closed his eyes and took a rest. He was a little more energetic. Looking at the beautiful scenery, he was more energetic, holding the book in his sleeve tightly, full of confidence. Thinking about it, I would go to lie down on the lawn for a while, and then continue reading. The wonderful place behind the academy might also be helpful for understanding Talisman.

Just as he was about to take a step, a clear voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Little Junior Brother...Ah, you just came here."

Ning Que turned his head and looked at the Seventh Senior Sister who was wearing the goose yellow college spring uniform. He hurriedly said respectfully, "I have seen Senior Sister Seven."

Senior Sister Seven looked at his eyebrows curiously, and asked with concern: "Why do you look awkward?"

The biggest difference between Sister Sister and Sister Brother is that Sister Sister is definitely a woman, Sister Seven is still a very young and beautiful woman. And no matter how old a man is, he will never say that he can't do it in front of a beautiful young woman and admit that he is not in good spirits. So Ning Que responded with a smile: "I was a little excited when I entered the back mountain of the college yesterday, so I didn't sleep well."

"Oh, then I don't worry about anything."

Senior Sister Seven took out a note from her sleeve and handed it to him. She smiled and said, "You know that the formation in the mist is now my responsibility to maintain. This month happens to be a day for major repairs and requires a lot of materials, so please go ahead. Take it from the hospital, you can go to Professor Wenlan directly."

Ning Que opened his mouth slightly, remembering Chen Pipi’s last laughter yesterday, and began to regret his answer just now, and replied bitterly: "Yes, Senior Sister Seven."

"Move faster." Senior Sister Seven smiled and said with some embarrassment: "There are some fabric-based materials in my eyes that need to be changed in a moment. I have to trouble Junior Brother for you to do it."

Ning Que's mouth opened a bit bigger, helplessly pointing to the thick fog behind him, and said: "Sister, you mean I will go into the fog to help you change materials later? I... My eyesight is poor in the fog."

Senior Sister 7 smiled like a weak woman, and patted him on the chest like a brash man, and said: "If you want your help, where can you be blinded? I'm going to check the situation in the formation, no The only way to go by yourself is to trouble you."

"I don't dare to use the word "work and trouble"." Ning Que said with wide eyes, "or should I go and grab Chen Pipi first? Two people should be able to be faster."

"Senior brother, although you knew Pippi before entering the mountain, now he is your twelfth senior brother, so he should always call him a title." Senior Sister Seven smiled sweetly at him and said, "My Academy Two Although it’s not as rigid and pedantic as the sects of the world, it’s important to pay attention to things such as respecting the teacher and respecting the Taoist brothers and friends."

Senior Sister's words have other meanings, why would Ning Que fail to understand? As a junior junior who just entered the second floor of the college, where is he qualified to refuse?

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The next day, when Ning Que came to the college and entered the back mountain, his expression became more haggard, his eyes became dry and bloodshot became denser. He had not slept for two nights. Yesterday, he was called by Seventh Sister Man Dashan like a coolie. Although it was the first time he had intimate contact with the magic of the formation in the mist, his spirit was extremely bad.

Walking out of the clouds, thinking that yesterday the Seventh Sister said that the overhaul will take at least one month, and that it must be repaired before the Master and Big Brother come back, so he feels cold all over, and his low body is like a field mouse. With a sound, he rushed into the back mountain densely covered with spring forest.

When he entered the back mountain, he didn’t take the ordinary mountain trails, he only went to the dense grassy forest, watching the Rujingping Lake on the cliff below get smaller and smaller, watching the Ruxian waterfall between the cliffs on the opposite side get thinner and thinner , I thought that Senior Sister Seven would not be able to find herself anymore, she couldn't help feeling very pleased, rubbing her tired cheeks, leaning against an ancient pine behind her and looking into the distance, very comfortable.

"Hey, someone came into the mountain? Hey, it was you? Hey, why did you come here, Junior Brother? Are you giving us food?"

Suddenly two vigorous and exhausting voices sounded from the vigorous Gu Song. It was obviously two people talking, but the voices seemed to be mixed together, as mysterious as the lips of a person.

Ning Que was taken aback, and looked back in amazement. There was a stone table on the side of Gu Song. Two men with long beards and hair were sitting opposite each other. There was also a lot of enthusiasm in between, but I don’t know why the two men sitting at the stone table are still wearing the thick winter clothes of the college, and the uniforms are covered with stains. I don’t know how long they have not been washed.

In an instant, he guessed that the two must be the fifth and eighth brothers whom Chen Pipi had introduced. He suppressed the shock in his heart, respectfully and respectfully saluted, and said: "Ning Que has seen the two brothers."

"Little brother, it is great that you are here, come here quickly."

A man with dirty beard and hair summoned his hands tiredly, not knowing whether it was Brother Five or Brother Eight.

Ning Que walked over and found that the stone table was carved with dense straight lines horizontally and vertically. It became a stone chessboard with dozens of black and white stones on the board, and a few in the east and a few in the west. I can't see why.

At this moment, he was suddenly startled, and looked down, only to see that one of the seniors had reached into his arms.

"This brother..."

"I am your eighth brother."

"Brother Eight...Why do you put your hand in my arms?"

Senior Brother Eight retracted his hand tremblingly, and asked in a daze, "Little Brother, why don't you have any food on your body?"

Ning Que was speechless, wondering if you two are children, and you want to ask for sweets when you meet people?

"Little Junior Brother...No, on the twelfth he came to us the night before and told us that from now on, you are responsible for delivering food to us, so yesterday he didn't come to deliver food to us, and you didn't come either." Senior Brother Eight looked at him pitifully, and said with a trembling, "Little Junior Brother, we have not eaten for two days and two nights, why didn't you bring food today?"

Ning Que opened his mouth wide, but couldn't speak. I thought I haven't slept for two days and two nights, so should I still be responsible for your diet? Although he was thinking like this in his heart, looking at the two brothers with messy beards and dirty eyes hungry and thirsty beside Shiping, he seemed to see two poor birds waiting to be fed. He was really cruel and sighed. Said: "Then I... go find food for you."

The fifth brother who has been silent and only expresses his desire for food with his eyes, he will have food immediately after hearing this. There is no danger of starving to death, and the spirit is immediately refreshed, stroking his chin and long beard and said solemnly:" Hey...no hurry, no food for a day and no one will die."

Senior Brother Eight stretched out three fingers in front of Senior Brother Five, and said with a trembling, "You idiot, we have not eaten for three days."

Senior Brother Five didn't seem to be able to see the three fingers close at hand, and looked at Ning Que and said earnestly: "Next set, you will be the next one."

Listening to this, Senior Brother Eight retracted his finger, nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, yes, this is a serious matter."

Ning Que looked at the two brothers who were about to become starving ghosts, and thought nothing of saying that this is really starving to death, that is what it deserves.

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On the third day, when Ning Que left the old pen temple in Lane 47 Lane, the paper on the desk was still as white and clean as the first snow, leaving no ink stains, and the morning light from the mountains behind the academy shone on his face. The haggard and tiredness in each of his eyebrows and the more and more bloodshot eyes in his eyes shined more clearly and more pitifully.

Walking out of the clouds and mist to the mountains, before two steps have been taken, the path was blocked by a touch of goose. Senior Sister Seven looked at him tenderly and said, "Little Junior Brother, I know you might be busy yesterday, but you shouldn't be too busy today, right?"

Ning Que looked at Senior Sister Seven, lifted the heavy food box in his right hand, and said sadly, "Sister, I was dragged by Senior Brother Five and Senior Brother Eight to play chess for a day. I was in a hurry to give them food. , Otherwise they will really starve to death."

"So that's the case." Seventh Sister raised her eyebrows slightly and said: "Don't let those two foolish people delay your practice time. Playing chess and playing the piano is the last way. You follow me to overhaul the formation and pay for your own practice. Some good things."

Ning Que replied again and again, and promised to go to the lake pavilion the first time after coming down from the mountain to see the senior sister embroidering, and then work hard to help the senior sister maintain the formation, and then he was able to get out, but he thought about himself later Do not go down the mountain to see where you find me.

When I arrived at the pine tree, I looked at the stone pian, who was already hungry and too hungry to speak, yet his eyes were still fixed on the two seniors on the pawn. Ning Que put down the food box and said: "Two seniors, Eat quickly."

Opening the food box, the food prepared overnight by Sangsang was still warm and exuding a very light fragrance. The two seniors sat upright trembling and began to eat. From time to time, they raised their heads and looked at Ning Que with a vague expression. It is a sigh of regret.

"Little Junior Brother is not really clumsy, he is really clumsy with chess."

"Little Junior Brother really did not make a move, he has never played chess at all."

In Panasonic talks yesterday, Ning Que lost twelve games in a row. The two seniors finally confirmed that he was the legendary stinky chess basket with no bottom, so they stopped pulling him to play chess, but opposed Ning Que. In other words, this is the real blessing, and I feel very comforted.

Panasonic sent the meal and went to the depths of the cloud.

He decided to take advantage of the half-day rest that he finally stolen, or to study the books left by Master Yan Se.

However, I can’t take a few steps, and a person walks out among the dense forest, clutching his sleeve, and asks idiotically:

"Little brother, where are you from? Where are you going?"

Ning Que stared at the eleven brother who was full of broken flowers, and suddenly had the urge to weep. Fortunately, the eleventh brother didn't ask the little brother who you are, otherwise he might faint on the spot. After a moment of silence, he shook off Senior Brother Eleven’s wrist, ran towards the foot of the mountain, hissed and said: "Senior Sister Seven, where are you? I'll help you."

Between the lake and pavilions under the mountain, Senior Sister Seven's fingers holding the embroidery needle stiffened slightly, and she looked up at the mountains and forests, wondering: "Why is the new junior brother so diligent? Comparing Pippi to him It's just a scum."

In the small courtyard before the waterfall, the second senior brother raised his eyebrows slightly, admiring the proud big white goose under the steps, and said: "The mountain behind the academy has been dull for many years, and the juniors and sisters have not been shameless. Junior Brother, how can I not be relieved?"

Behind the hut somewhere in the mountains, I was grabbing a chicken leg and gnawing tangerine peel, wiped my greasy face, turned my head and looked into the forest, and sighed in amazement: "I'm so pleased with my sister. The declared state, Ning Que, I am not as good as you!"

The sound of violin and flute in the dense forest of Yaping gradually stopped, and a conversation began.

"I suddenly remembered that we forgot one thing."

"Yes, the new composition last month, I haven't invited the younger brother to listen to it."

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In these days when entering the second floor of the academy, Ning Que had a very fulfilling, very fulfilling life, even to the point of exhaustion. Lao Bi Zhai’s brush never fell, and the snow-white paper was still white, and he could hardly fall asleep every night. He went to the academy early in the morning, but he still had to give Brother Matsushita food and water, busy doing a lot of things.

If he didn’t want to be caught by the eleven brothers to discuss philosophical issues, he would become a coolie enslaved by the seventh elder sisters, and occasionally forced to appreciate the new music of the ninety-two elder brothers. The grass was so sleepy that he kept nodding his head, and unexpectedly fell in the eyes of the two brothers, but it became evidence of his considerable musical talent. If he didn't hear the interestingness of the music, why did the younger brother nod and admire frequently?

The hot towel Sangsang handed over was getting hotter and hotter, but it still couldn't wash away his fatigue. Floating day and night in the vast and mysterious world of runes, and floating in astronomy, the eyes are like mountains, and the eyes are dull. The fingers exposed outside the sleeves are constantly drawing runes in the air, silently The tens of thousands of characters memorized were constantly tracing, looking like a fool.

In the meadow of the academy, Chu Youxian looked at Ning Que who looked miserable, and said in shock: "How did you become like this?"

Situ Yilan and Jin Wucai handed over the invitation from the mansion, and the elders in the family invited him to go through the mansion. After listening to Chu Youxian's words, they noticed that Ning Que's expression was haggard to the extreme, and he was shocked.

Ning Que took the two invitations and stuffed them into his arms, with a numb look on his hands, and then walked back to the mountain again, looking a little lost.

The three of them looked at the back of Ning Que walking slowly, and they were speechless for a long time in shock. Situ Yilan shook his head vigorously, and then drove Ning Que's ghost-like face out of his mind, and muttered, "Is there a ghost in the second floor?"

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"Damn! You hell!"

Chen Pipi was frightened and swept back 20 meters, then hesitated for a long time before walking back, looking at Ning Que's face in shock and speechless.

Ning Que said weakly, "You are the hell."

Chen Pipi nodded and said seriously: "Yes, you look like a ghost now."

Ning Que looked sluggishly at the forest and said, "I did see ghosts too. I saw two starving ghosts in the mountains behind the academy who only knew how to play chess and even wanted to be fed by someone. Knowing how to play the flute and the piano is pure self-entertainment, even I can't see it when I fall asleep, but I have a ghost who wants me to sit there and listen. There is also a philosopher who grabs people and asks those **** questions..."

Then he turned his head to look at Chen Pipi, and said in pain: "And you are a coward."

"I know this is an inhuman life, but don't forget that I have been through several years." Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que, and replied timidly: "But no matter how hard I am, I have not become you now This dignified face. What is it that makes you look like this?"

"I'm following Master Yan Se to learn the Tao of Talisman." Ning Que looked at him and said with a dazed expression: "But after learning for so long, I can't even touch the way. This thing is too difficult and difficult. There is no direction, it’s difficult and there is no brain, so I am not happy."

"Have you used the Eight Methods of Eternal Character?"

"I have used all methods, but I still can't touch any doorways"

Ning Que slowly lowered his head and said tiredly: "I actually felt a little desperate...you know? This is the first time in my life that I feel desperate in studying."

Chen Pipi nodded subconsciously thinking about Ning Que's desperate appearance during cultivation.

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Even when I found that I couldn't practice in Weicheng, I was not so desperate and wanted to give up because I was asleep at that time, and I always felt like I was meditating. Rune classics, even if I enter a sleep-like meditation state, I still know very clearly that I can’t do it."

Chen Pippi looked at his haggard cheeks and bleak eyes, and suddenly said: "I will take you to a place to see someone."

Ning Que asked: "Where to go? Who to see?"

"Don't let Brother Eleven hear your two questions." Chen Pipi joked.

Ning Que wanted to laugh at this, but he couldn't raise his eyebrows tiredly.

Chen Pippi looked at him with a pitiful appearance, sighed, grabbed his sleeve and walked somewhere back in the mountain.

Before coming to a cliff, Chen Pipi stopped, looked at him and said: "Last time you climbed to the top, I saw an old gentleman. You thought he was also a senior, but he was not."

Ning Que remembered the old gentleman and asked: "You said you didn't know what to call him."

Chen Pipi said: "I really don't know what to call it. The old gentleman entered the back mountain of the academy very early. I heard that it was earlier than the senior brother and the second senior brother. According to reason, we should call him the senior uncle. , But the teacher said that this old gentleman is not a member of the academy."

Suddenly, Ning Que remembered the hidden branch bosses in many stories, such as the great wise man who taught the hero to the hero, the spirit was instantly refreshed, staring at Chen Pipi and said: "This old gentleman... is good at Fu Dao?"

"No." Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "This old gentleman can't follow the Dao, he can't practice any method."

Ning Que stared at Chen Pippi and asked, "Then what do you bring me to see him?"

"You said that this is the first time in your life that you are afraid of difficulties and want to give up. Then I ask you, do you like practicing?"

After being silent for a long time, Ning Que replied firmly: "I like it."

Chen Pippi looked at him and said: "Since you like it, you should stick to it. I will show you this old gentleman just to show you that a person who is really obsessed with a certain way will never give up easily. ."

"Since that old gentleman can't practice...what is he obsessed with? What does he like?"

"Reading..." Chen Pipi said in a more accented tone: "He likes reading."

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(This chapter has 8,000 characters. It’s been a long time. I hope I can write it in an hour, but that’s really idiotic, but idiots are always cute, haha.)