Zhao Ge: 30. Guan Ling’s legacy

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He Zhou hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door.

He leaned against the wall and stared at the white sandalwood door for a while, wondering where the bow in Bailishu's hand came from, and finally what was on the bow and arrow that ignited the terrifying flame , No matter how powerful Bailishu is, it is impossible to really tie the soul of the Phoenix or the Golden Crow to the arrow, right?

But Hezhou himself also knows that he thinks about all these miscellaneous things, in fact, just to distract a little.

The white sandalwood door doesn't look heavy and heavy, and a mortal man can kick it open when he goes up.

Standing in front of this wooden door, Hezhou, who was able to grit his teeth and never let go in the face of the horrible existence of the misty bird, had a feeling of hesitation that could be called hesitation.

For Bailishu, he still holds malice that is difficult to disperse anyway.

But this time it was because of this arrogant guy that he survived but it was true. Hezhou hates this kind of feeling of empathy, especially the person who is always cold like an ice sculpture with no expression.

The most important thing about cultivating immortals is a cause and effect. Whatever is owed to others, what is favored by others, will eventually be repaid sooner or later. When he first picked up the knife, his father once told him that as a swordsman, never let yourself be favored by others. Once you owe too much favor, can you never hesitate to swing the knife?

Therefore, there is the idea of ​​cutting off cause and effect.

He Zhou's feet rubbed the floor unconsciously, and finally cursed himself for nothing. He raised his hand and knocked on the thin wooden door.

Sure enough, the answer came from the person who was too short.

He Zhou opened the door and walked in. Bailishu was still sitting next to the small case by the window he had seen before. What makes Hezhou strangely flattered is that Bailishu actually placed another ice-cracked tea cup on the case, and was slowly pouring tea into it.

——Wait, it turns out that this guy also barely knows a little etiquette and hospitality?

Until he was seated opposite Bailishu, and the other party put the steamed tea cup in front of him, Hezhou still had a feeling of suspicion that this was not reality. He stared at the opponent's movements and found that Bailishu's movements were actually pleasing to the eye, with an indescribable elegance.

Just...

Bai Lishu knows how to treat guests?

This incident is more surprising than the sudden appearance of the misty bird. Almost everyone who knows this guy will subconsciously think that people like Bailishu are the kind of existence that ignores you completely, and passes you halfway without hesitation with a cold face forever.

He Zhou picked up the tea cup, and he was a little cautious for a while. He only felt that this cup of tea might be even rarer than the legendary Tianshan Wuming where the clouds and mist are transpiring and condensed in the extreme cold place on the top of the snow.

"Please."

A faint word that is just plain polite when replaced by someone else. He said it out of Baili's mouth and fell into Hezhou's ears, and he heard an extremely cold command.

He subconsciously raised his neck and poured the tea into a clean cup. When the bottomed cup was placed on the table, He Zhou realized that he had done something stupid-he must have not started the fight he had just done. After regaining consciousness, hearing Bailishu's voice was the same as hearing the command, and subconsciously executed it.

Hezhou's brain is a bit empty, and he has to hold on to see what Bailishu's reaction is. I saw that Bailishu's face was always expressionless and his eyes were always sealed with ice. There was also a trace of astonishment on Bailishu's face. Obviously, he did not expect someone to drink a glass like a strong enemy. The tea has dried up.

Shameful...

This time, Hezhou has no expression on his face.

When the brain was empty, He Zhou stared at Bailishu's face. Then I suddenly realized that the look of astonishment actually made Bailishu this guy look a little more popular, not so cold like a statue.

Oh... It turns out that this guy not only knows how to treat guests, but he is also a little emotional.

Looking at Bai Lishu silently and pouring tea again, He Zhou thought so.

On the small case near the window, Baili sat upright in silence, watching Hezhou pushing the teacup away from him, thinking he didn't leave a trace, and then took out an ancient picture scroll.

The picture scroll looks just like the graffiti of the wandering poets in the dynasty. It shouldn’t be something Hezhou would be interested in carefully collecting. A thin scroll with scribbled maps and flying notes.

"What is this?"

Bai Lishu lowered his eyes to see Hezhou handing him the old scroll. He took it, opened it, and looked it through. The volume of the picture is only a dozen pages, and it is casually bound into a booklet. The paper used is not very good paper, and it turns yellow over time.

There are simple drawings inside, which looks like the structure of a city.

It looks like a city in the style of the Jin and Tang Dynasty, with Guo and Guo set up low walls, opening four gates from east to west, north to south. The inner city wall is tall and separated by six doors. The inner official residence, city, and inner city are separated by walls and streets. The official temple is located in the south-central part of the city, occupying about one third of the city's area. Di is adjacent to the official residence, and the arsenal is located in the suburbs. It can be seen from the drawings that it is not small. In addition, the drawings also noted the locations of Duting, Granary and Li, etc. in detail.

But it is not these that attract attention, but the very center of the city on the drawing.

According to the scale of this city, it should be a big city at the county level, and logically, a Qingming Pagoda should be set up in the middle of the city. But on this drawing, there is no Qingming Pagoda, instead it is a tower-like building.

He Zhou saw that Bai Lishu noticed the strangeness in the middle of the drawing. He quietly pushed the teacup without leaving a trace, and cleared his throat slightly: "This is the drawing of Guanghan County. Draw this drawing. The person is Guanling who was responsible for the measurement and planning."

Speaking of this, Hezhou paused, thinking that Bailishu might not know who Guanling was, so he simply explained a few words.

Guan Ling, a craftsman from the Jintang Dynasty, author of the "Eight Regulations of Qiansheng", which has been regarded as a fortification rule in the past dynasties, was also the first to propose the improvement of the Qingming Pagoda. Although he was just a mortal who hadn't practiced, even the great cultivator had to admit that he was unparalleled in artifacts.

But when He Zhou talked about these things, he naturally had a little carelessness in his tone.

That is the natural contempt and arrogance of cultivators towards mortals.

Bai Lishu turned over another page of pictures, without interrupting Hezhou.

"The buildings in Guanghan County are almost under his own hand." He Zhou pursed his lips, and uttered the three words Guanghan County unnaturally.