Chapter 1739: Carving Zhou Qiu (1)
“Is there any treasure?”
Liang Yan’s eyes lit up, and there was a look of surprise on his face.
But soon, he became cautious again.
This star is dim and dull, obviously different from other stars, and it is hidden on the beams. What is the mystery behind it?
Just in case, Liang Yan did not act rashly, but used his spiritual light to protect his body, intending to use his spiritual consciousness to spy on things in the stars.
But the moment his consciousness touched the stars, the brilliance of the stars suddenly dissipated, and a ball of black light fell from it, hitting the floor tiles of the Fenbao Hall with a "pop!"
Liang Yan looked closely and found a dim oil lamp.
The oil lamp was dilapidated and rusty. Except for the base, which was made of an unknown blood-red jade, it was no different from ordinary oil lamps in the world. Moreover, the wick and candle flame were extremely dim, and there was no wind. It looked like it could go out at any moment.
“Huh?”
Liang Yan's eyes showed surprise.
He still maintained his body-protecting spiritual light, walked forward slowly, and carefully examined the oil lamp with his spiritual consciousness.
After a moment, the surprise in his eyes became even stronger!
"What kind of magic weapon is this? It actually contains the power of reincarnation!"
This discovery greatly exceeded Liang Yan's expectations.
Although the two saints of Tianji established their sect with the Tianji Pearl, they themselves are still Confucian monks, and most of the treasure halls are filled with Confucian magic weapons. Oil lamps like this, which contain the power of reincarnation, seem to be a little incompatible with the surroundings.
But it did appear in the Fenbao Hall, and it was also hung on the beam.
"What is the purpose of this move?"
Liang Yan was puzzled and took a few steps forward and came to the vicinity of the oil lamp.
In these few steps, the oil lamp seemed to have a sense, and the candle flame swayed towards Liang Yan.
Liang Yan felt wary and immediately stopped, standing there and watching intently.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in the hall: "Those who have obsessions in their hearts will be attracted by the lights."
"Who?"
Liang Yan was surprised!
All along, he thought he was the only one in this closed space, but now a second person's voice appeared. How could he not be surprised?
However, the main hall was empty, and there was clearly not a single person in sight.
Liang Yan has the Heavenly Secret Pearl in his body and has already sensed the ruins. He is confident that even if he is as strong as Luo Qing, there is no way to hide his aura in this place and hide it from his own perception.
So, where did the sound just come from?
Liang Yan frowned slightly and pondered on the spot.
Not long after, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes. I didn't see how it moved, but with just a thought, a white light came out of the Taixu gourd and fell to the ground. It was the unconscious Lian Xin!
Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward slowly, stretched out a finger, and gently touched Lian Xin's forehead.
Brush!
Just listening to the sound of Buddhist chanting, a lotus appeared on Lian Xin's forehead. The lotus rotated slowly, and after a while, a ray of glow appeared from the center of her eyebrows.
This ray of light fell near the lotus heart and turned into an ape.
Liang Yan looked closely and saw that the ape was half as tall as a man, with white hair all over its body, a long and narrow face, and thick eyebrows like white clouds.
For some reason, Liang Yan looked at this ape, not like an ape, but like an enlightened monk.
"Who are you?" Liang Yan looked wary.
"Who are you?" The ape asked the question without answering and seemed to be imitating him.
One person and one monkey were silent for a moment. The monkey's pupils suddenly dilated, and his eyes fell on Liang Yan, seeming to be looking at him or someone else.
"Strange, why is that man's breath on you? Is he not dead yet?" The ape murmured to himself while shaking his head.
"That person?"
Liang Yan's heart moved and asked: "Who is that person?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the ape's face suddenly trembled, and his left eye looked up , looked down with his right eye, and then his two eyes moved wildly, as if he was going crazy!
This situation and scene are extremely strange!
Liang Yan wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to find out its details, but found that as soon as his spiritual consciousness touched its body, it would be automatically bounced away. This made Liang Yan more cautious and pinched a sword in his hand. , secretly concentrating.
At this moment, the ape suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.
In the silent Fenbao Hall, the harsh laughter of the apes echoed, which was indescribably weird!
Liang Yan noticed that along with the ape's laughter, the light of the oil lamp next to him began to sway regularly, and even the color of the wick seemed to change.
"What is it doing?"
Before Liang Yan could take a closer look, the ape suddenly stopped laughing and sang: "For whom are the wind, flowers, snow and moon singing? The yellow beam is carved in a dream and the boat is asking for it, I am like a drifter on duckweed, and the world is half full of wine"
The singing seemed far away but still close, making Liang Yan unconsciously immersed in it.
At the same time, the originally dim candle suddenly burst into bright light.
The entire Fenbao Hall and the surrounding space were plunged into boundless darkness. Only the light of candlelight enveloped Liang Yan, Lian Xin and the ape.
Liang Yan was startled, and his instinctive reaction was to activate the sword technique, but he found that his consciousness was a little blurry, and he seemed to be attracted by the candlelight and fell into the quagmire.
The darkness is getting deeper and deeper, and the candlelight is getting brighter and brighter.
The stars have passed, time and space have changed, and I don’t know how long it has passed, but my consciousness gradually entered a bright world
“Selling steamed buns, selling steamed buns! Two cents each, no money if it’s not sweet!” A simple-looking middle-aged man Men hawking on the street.
"Dachun, are you still selling steamed buns?" A young scholar said with a smile: "The banquet of Di Mansion will be held in half an hour. The folks from all over the country have gone, so let's go too. Want to join in the fun?”
“A banquet? What banquet?” The middle-aged man seemed a little stupid.
“Of course it’s a celebration banquet for Young Master Di!” The scholar said with a smile: “It is said that Young Master Di won the first prize at the Zhongyuan Poetry Competition and has been spotted by some officials who want to recommend him. You also know that if you study at Yingtian Academy, you can at worst become a county magistrate and become a parent official in the future."
Although the middle-aged man was dull, he also knew the name of "Yingtian Academy". Hearing this, he was surprised and said: "You are not talking nonsense, are you? I remember that Master Di seems to be only eight years old. An eight-year-old child can participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Society To be the best in the world?”
“Hey.”
After hearing this, the scholar smiled and shook his head. Shaking his head: "Silly Dachun, you really don't understand. The Di family master is extremely talented. He can compose poems at the age of five, and can stump college teachers with his articles at the age of seven. Now even those in the literary world are not interested in him. I’m full of praise.”
“According to you, isn’t this person a child prodigy?” Dachun said in an angry tone.
"That's needless to say." The scholar shook his folding fan and said leisurely: "The Di Mansion is also a scholarly family. It's a pity that Di Wenhuai didn't meet his talents and failed after repeated attempts. He can only place his hope on him. For my son Di Wu, perhaps luck has come. Di Wu is naturally intelligent and has a photographic memory. He is very likely to win the first prize in the exam, and then our fellow villagers from all over the country will also benefit from it."
"I want it."
Dachun is a simple and honest man. After hearing what the scholar said, he immediately closed his stall and rushed to Di Mansion with him.
When the two arrived at Di Mansion, there was already a sea of people inside. The nearby folks, scholars in the town, and county officials were all blocking the door to congratulate a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was thin and his face was slightly pale. At first glance, he looked frail and sickly.
But he was very energetic. He greeted all the guests into the courtyard, looking cheerful and happy.
"That man is Di Wen, Di Wu's father. His son has a bright future. As a father, he should be very pleased." The scholar said with some envy.
Dachun stood on tiptoes, looking past the crowd and looking into the courtyard. There was a boy with red lips and white teeth, about eight or nine years old, wearing a set of loose Confucian robes that didn't fit him, which looked a bit funny.
But no one at the banquet thought there was anything wrong, and they all toasted to him in celebration.
"That's Di Wu. Even the private school teacher came to their house to celebrate. It's really beautiful. What are I doing at this age? Well, it seems to be digging bird's nests in the trees behind the yard."< br>
Dachun is also envious.
In his opinion, Di Wu has reached the peak of his life, and his future life will definitely be full of glory.
But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind:
“The government is doing business, everyone, get out of the way!”
This voice was very loud, and everyone was Shocked, Dachun also looked back.
I saw a group of officers and soldiers, holding swords and guns in their hands, with serious expressions. The leader was sitting on a horse, with triangular eyes, a beard, and a trace of contempt in his eyes.
When Di Wen saw the man on horseback, he felt bad, but he remained calm and said in a deep voice: "Yu Guanhai, what are you doing here?"
"What are you doing? "
The man on horseback sneered: "Your Di family is colluding with the traitors and intending to rebel. I, Yu Guanhai, will serve you. The magistrate has ordered me to come to your house to search for evidence. Anyone who knows the truth should hand over the evidence of the traitor quickly, and save yourself a painful life!"
"You are fart! My ancestor also served as an official in the imperial court, how could he collude with the traitors? Yu Guanhai, don't you dare to slander anyone here!" Di Wen said angrily.
"Humph, it's not up to you to decide whether there is collusion or not!"
Yu Guanhai sneered and ordered: "Search for me! Search Di Mansion all over, and don't miss any place. !”
“Yes!”
With the order, the surrounding guards drew their swords and rushed into the Di Mansion.
Di Wen was shocked and wanted to step forward to stop him, but was kicked to the ground by an officer and soldier.
"Yu Guanhai, my ancestors also obtained honors, how dare you search my ancestral home?"
"Colluding with traitors is a death penalty. The prefect has already given a handwriting, and today we must turn your home upside down!" Yu Guanhai shouted.
"Yu Guanhai! Don't think that I don't know. You are seeking revenge for your own personal vengeance! Everyone knew about your fraud back then. I only reported it based on the facts, but you have always harbored a grudge. Today, I am here to take revenge."
After hearing this, Yu Guanhai sneered and did not answer. He just waited quietly on the horse.
Not long after, the sound of wailing, the crying of old, young, women and children, and bursts of screams came from the mansion.
When Di Wen heard this, his face was full of grief and anger, but he was restrained by the officers and soldiers and could not move.
After a while, an officer and soldier trotted out, holding a small wooden box in his hand and delivered it to Yu Guanhai.
Yu Guanhai opened the wooden box and flipped through the documents inside, with a sarcastic look on his face.
"Di Wen, you colluded with the traitors, and the documents are all here! The evidence is conclusive, what else can you say?"
Di Wen looked pale, pointed at Yu Guanhai and cursed: "Yu Guanhai, you are framing the blame. You will not die in peace!"
"Hahaha!" Yu Guanhai laughed and said: "I am an official and you are a citizen. If I say you are treasonous, you are treasonous! Di Wen, Di Wen, you are a rotten scholar who has been studying for more than 20 years and has made no progress so far. Why? For example, uncle, I am now a high-ranking official and well-paid. In my eyes, your Di family is just like an ant. Like!"
After that, he waved his hand and ordered: "Take everyone from Di's house away, not even the three-year-old child!"
"Yes!" >
The officers and soldiers got the order and put handcuffs and anklets on Diwen.
At the same time, more than fifty people in the Di Mansion were also escorted out by officers and soldiers. Among them was an eight-year-old boy, who was Di Wu.
"Dad!"
Seeing Di Wen being captured, Di Wu looked excited and struggled to run to his father, but was kicked down by the officers and soldiers.
"Hey! Are you the child prodigy of Di Mansion?" Yu Guanhai looked the boy up and down with contemptuous eyes, and said with a smile: "I heard that you are extremely talented and have great literary talent. I will give you seven steps. , compose a poem within seven steps, to shame you What if that useless father pleases me and leaves a piece of incense in your Di Mansion?”
“Beast!”
Everyone in the Di Mansion yelled, even the villagers around him looked at it. If you don't go down, you will have a look of intolerance on your face.
"Okay! I will do as you wish, but I have a condition. I will exchange my life for the lives of my parents!" The eight-year-old boy was surprisingly calm, neither crying nor making a fuss, facing Yu Guanhai on horseback. , actually not timid at all.
Yu Guanhai was slightly surprised, glanced at the boy, and thought to himself: "This boy is only eight years old, and he is so calm when the family is experiencing huge changes. He is much better than his good-for-nothing father. Well, this boy Never stay, Anyway, I’m just teasing him. Regardless of whether he can write a poem or not, I will kill everyone in the Di family!”
Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in the depths of Yu Guanhai’s eyes. But he looked smiling.
"Okay, as long as the poem you write satisfies me, everything will be easy."
Di Wu nodded, stood up straight, took three steps forward, and said in deep thought : "A rat's eye can only see an inch of light" takes another step, "it has eyes but no beads."
"Well, not bad!"
Yu Guanhai laughed loudly: "Your father was indeed blind and offended me, and that's why he ended up like this! You're right, continue!"
Di Wu pondered for a moment, then took another step, "The frog in the well looks at the sky."
Yu Guanhai listened attentively.
“How did you know the cape is far away?”
After reciting a poem, Di Wu walked just seven steps and came to Yu Guanhai's horse.
"A rat's eye has only an inch of light, and it has eyes but no beads. A frog in a well looks at the sky, how can it know that the sea is far away?"
Yu Guanhai read it again with a sarcastic look on his face and said with a smile : "Di Wen, Di Wen, your son Di Wu is indeed a good poet. It's a pity that this poem is used to scold you. You never dreamed of it, right? Hahaha."
Halfway through laughing, Suddenly stopped.
“Huh? My name is ‘Yu Guanhai’, isn’t it me who is scolded by ‘a frog in a well looking at the sky, how could he know that the sea is far away’?”
Yu Guanhai realized later and looked up, only to see a sneer on Di Wu's face, and then he realized that he had been played.
"You little bastard, how dare you play tricks on me!"
Yu Guanhai was furious, raised his riding crop and whipped Di Wu on the forehead.
Unexpectedly, this is the moment Di Wu was waiting for!
I saw him pulling out a black wooden box from his sleeve, looking at the moment when Yu Guanhai raised his whip, and pressed the mechanism on the wooden box.
"Whoosh!"
The silver needle flew out and hit Yu Guanhai between the eyebrows.
"My lord!"
"My lord!"
(End of this chapter)