Chapter 206: It’s also idle, so it’s better to beat the child!
The Book of Documents.
Rest today.
Zeng Anmin sat in his yard.
The sun is just right.
Shining in the yard.
He lay lazily on the lounge chair, flirting with the manuscript specially made by Qin Shoucheng for Qin Li Daru that Qin Wanyue asked someone to send.
Next to the recliner is the handwritten book of the Confucian sage and the mysterious necklace.
There are also three-colored spirit stones and a piccolo.
A jade pendant.
Needless to say, the handwritten books and necklaces of the Religious Sages are given by Sister Qin and the other is given by Bai Ziqing.
The three-colored spirit stone was given by Chuxue in the Xuan Formation Story.
Piccolo got it after he came back to kill the Oriental Sect’s detailed work after finishing the Huang Yuangao case.
In addition to the piccolo, there is also a wooden sign engraved with "Lu Yi".
However, the wooden sign was found to be a secret spy from the Jiang Kingdom because the Ministry of Revenue sent a lawsuit against Duan Yuanpei to seize the Qin Mansion's "Handbook of Confucianism" by Zeng Anmin, and it became evidence and submitted to Bai Ziqing, allowing him to obtain credit.
As for the last jade pendant, it was the item that Duan Yuanpei had on his body when he committed the crime. Zeng Anmin took care of it and put it in his pocket.
There is nothing important today.
He was going to study what he had at home.
first.
It was sent by Sister Qin, and Dean Qin's study of Qin Li's great scholar during his lifetime.
"Qin Li's book is the best in history."
Zeng Anmin looked at it for a while.
I only saw President Qin's praise of Qin Li's great scholar.
Even Zeng Anmin could feel that Dean Qin had not yet entered the Tao with books.
His "regular characters" also took that step and made innovation after copying Qin Li's calligraphy for a long time.
In other words, it was many years ago that President Qin Li's great scholars had studied.
I watched it for a long time.
Zeng Anmin put down the manuscripts in his hand.
He rubbed his temples, which were slightly swollen.
"I looked at it for a long time and couldn't see anything."
He put the manuscript in his hand aside.
His eyes looked at the string of stern necklaces on the table.
His eyes stared at the necklace and murmured:
"So, what's the secret you have?"
"Pick."
Zeng Anmin picked up the necklace.
Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.
Under the sun's illumination.
The string of white bone necklaces is faintly hidden under its originally dark color, and it flows from time to time with a grand atmosphere...
It makes people want to get close to it...
"Bone Necklace..."
Zeng Anmin murmured:
"It can help me get the secrets of the Confucian saint's handwritten book, and prove that you are definitely a treasure."
He looked back and forth in his necklace.
"I spent the past two days in the books of the Imperial College and read many historical allusions."
"It's true that I've never seen any trace of this necklace."
"Not a trace."
Zeng Anmin looked at the necklace.
He was fascinated by the sight.
But it is always incompetent.
"You can know from the Huang Yuangao case."
"The Jiang Kingdom's Oriental Education has made careful plans for you."
Zeng Anmin touched his chin.
"What was my state at that time that I was in that I could see the secrets of "The Handbook of Confucianism" through the eyes of this necklace?"
There was a thought in the corner of his eyes.
He thought about it for a long time.
Finally, I sighed softly.
"There are times in your destiny, but don't force it if you don't have time in your destiny."
As he said that, he wanted to give the necklace to the room for preparation.
However, he just took the necklace in his hand.
Suddenly, I felt a stream of air passing through the necklace and entering my hand.
He also entered his own sea of consciousness through his hands.
"Brush!!"
That feeling comes again! !
Zeng Anmin opened his eyes suddenly.
Two golden lights were projected from his eyes.
His eyes just touched the three-colored spirit stone in his hand.
The golden light shone straight on the table. Zeng Anmin looked at the objects on the table without blinking.
The piccolo is ordinary.
The handwritten books of Confucianism never show any abnormalities.
And under his eyes, the rich three-colored spirit stone was even more conspicuous.
Even the spiritual energy hidden under the color of the three colors was seen by him.
"It is indeed a three-color spirit stone that is higher than ordinary spirit stones. The spiritual energy contained in it is like the sea."
Zeng Anmin was amazed.
He could feel the golden light shining in his eyes.
Everything in this world can reveal its true form.
Just like the sage's ignorant eyes in the novel "Journey to the West" in the previous life!
"Huh?"
Zeng Anmin was stunned for a moment.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Under the golden light in his eyes.
He saw everything on the table.
The three-colored spirit stone and the ordinary jade pendant flashed a strange red light at the same time.
Then disappeared.
"What is that?"
Zeng Anmin was a little stunned.
How could there be a red light?
Could it be that the jade pendant made by Duan Yuanpei in Jiangguo was also made of a spirit stone?
Zeng Anmin touched his chin.
"Uncle!!"
A tender voice sounded.
Zeng Anmin's eyes just dissipated.
Everything returned to peace.
A few things lying on the table were lying there quietly.
Zeng Anmin thought about something.
"Does this necklace take time to recharge it?"
"I haven't discovered it before, just because I have never thought of it, and I have always put it in the preparation space to fall into ashes."
"And the last time I used this necklace to inspire the "fire-eyed golden eyes"."
Zeng Anmin remembered this speculation.
Two days later, he tried again and knew whether his guess was right or wrong.
After thinking it through, he temporarily let go of all the doubts in his heart.
He turned around with a smile and looked at Hu Zi who was walking towards him.
"What's wrong?"
Zeng Anmin looked at Hu Zi with a smile on his face.
"Last time you promised me that you would take me to Fa'an Temple to find the little monk Yingchen, why didn't you take me?"
Hu Zi looked at Zeng Anmin pitifully.
Zeng Anmin sat on the chair, looked at Hu Zi leisurely, and waved to Hu Zi:
"Come here, my uncle asks you a few words, and if you answer correctly, you will take you there."
Hu Zi's little eyes lit up when he heard this.
A pair of short legs rushed towards him at a very fast speed.
"What do you mean?"
Hu Zi's eyes were bright and bright at Zeng Anmin.
"It's nothing."
Zeng Anmin laughed casually:
"Who did you meet after my uncle left with the black-clad aunt in Xuanzhensi last time?"
Hu Zi was not prepared at all at this time.
He thought about it ignorantly, came to Zeng Anmin, blinked and said:
"I met my mother, what's wrong?"
"Oh~"
Zeng Anmin made a long sound.
After Hu Zi approached.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Hu Zi's arm in the palm of his hand, and a cold light appeared on his face:
"Then what did you say to Aunt Lin? Do you still remember it?"
At this time, Hu Zi felt the coldness coming from his neck.
"I didn't say anything!"
He stubbornly held his neck, his face full of frightened.
"Nothing said?"
Zeng Anmin smiled viciously.
He placed Hu Zi on his thigh:
"Bang!!"
A slap fell down.
"I didn't say anything, how did my dad know about my conversation with Miss Sai in the yard?!"
"What? Is there a wiretap in my yard?!"
"Wow!!!"
Hu Zi burst into tears.
(This chapter ends)