Chapter 1034 The Big Circle
Then came Aihandeb’s request.
Call Li Yuanfeng and ask for Qingzhu’s communication method. The other party said that he was organizing the next batch of contacts and asked him to wait for two days.
Wen Rensheng agreed.
He remembered that Aihandeb also told an embarrassing story about "Qingzhu". He wanted to get to know a certain great writer, but it turned out to be a mess, which made him laugh for hundreds of years.
Things are really changing now, and it's time for others to laugh at it.
Two days later, Wen Rensheng and a group of contemporary ancient literature masters entered the bamboo forest in the valley again.
There are still literati everywhere, and their poems are fascinating.
Fortunately, this time, there are no limericks from last time. They are all serious poems and even songs.
"White, white, white, white, white to the depths of nature..."
It is indeed very serious...
After listening to the poems written by these people one by one, Wen Rensheng found that based on the skills of many poems, they were actually no worse than those famous poems in his previous life.
After all, these people are the elites among the elites. They have undergone strict and scientific training. How could the ancients have such an environment? I learned it all by myself from the teacher, and then relied on talent, hard work, and environmental encounters to finally come up with a few famous poems.
However, it is precisely because of this that the connotation and artistic conception of these poems always seem a bit fake and lack real emotions.
After all, it is difficult for this group of people to have that kind of real experience.
Wen Rensheng thought for a while, and he didn't know how to communicate with Mr. Qingzhu. After all, they didn't meet him last time. He just carried a poem by Zheng Banqiao, and then he was sent to a room to choose a prize.
But last time I took away two doors, I wonder if I can see you again this time?
Sure enough, this time, seven or eight people disappeared into the valley one after another because of their poems. When they came back, their eyes were shining, and they were holding either scrolls or books in their hands.
Only one weirdo took a broom.
Slightly inferior to him.
However, Wen Rensheng also carried a poem this time, but was not summoned for a long time.
"Hey, this brother's poems are so beautiful, why weren't they chosen by Mr. Qingzhu?" Someone next to him asked strangely.
"Yes, I thought that Xiong should be the first one to be selected, but I didn't expect that I didn't win. It's a pity (happiness), a pity (happiness)." Another person said insincerely, his face The wrinkles on my face almost made me laugh out loud.
Literati have looked down upon each other since ancient times.
Others were also shaking their heads, as if it was a pity that Wen Rensheng's masterpiece was not in the eyes of noble people.
Wen Rensheng thought for a while and had no choice but to use his ultimate move.
He found a scroll and started painting.
Of course the content has nothing to do with the toilet bag thing. He will not expose other people's scars. That kind of thing is too tasteless.
Not to mention, if you don’t do it well, you will be silenced.
He just painted a picture of "Bamboo Blossoms".
Not even halfway through the painting, he disappeared.
"Ah, this painting is very ordinary, far worse than that poem. How come I still see him?" one person said in surprise.
"I remembered that Mr. Qingzhu is tired of luxurious and gorgeous poems, and also likes folk tunes." Someone said, thinking he was smart.
"I see, then let me make another ditty."
For a while, another bunch of limericks appeared...
It’s still in the same bamboo house as last time.
The room is still empty, and many of the paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls are missing.
"If you have any problem, just tell me." It was the same voice as last time, but it seemed a little sullen.
"Oh, I'm here to ask for help on behalf of a close friend of yours." Wen Rensheng then told what happened to Aihandeb.
“I don’t recognize it.” The voice denied directly.
No wonder Ahandeb didn't come directly to ask for help. It turned out that he would have refused.
Wen Rensheng sighed in his heart, even he was a little embarrassed.
"How can you save it?"
The voice was silent. Wen Rensheng also fell silent.
"I won't save it. The conditions you can provide are nothing more than poems and songs as a substitute. These things are just the fun of my life. I will not use fun to squander my origin."
Wen Rensheng understood, he didn't press any more, so he nodded: "Okay, I understand."
"Hey, won't you stop pleading?"
"I In this life, I will only exchange for equal value and never ask for help.”
“Very good, you have such a character. Why did you take away my door last time?” br>
"Because your threshold is the most expensive thing here."
"Oh, you really have good taste."
The two then talked for a while, anyway, they were just talking about romance. , Wen Rensheng is quite clear about these things, after all, where is the background.
At the end, the green bamboo said: "Although I can't save it, I can show you another way."
"Please give me some advice."
"There is a kind of spring pool that can heal the origin of beings like us. It will be born in every new world. If you can find it, there is hope." Qingzhu then said.
"How to find it?" Wen Rensheng asked next.
“I can only describe its characteristics. As for how to find it, it’s up to you. It is very round, spurting upward from the center, and can produce nine water waves of different heights.”
< br>"Thank you sir for your advice."
Wen Rensheng then left the bamboo house.
…………
Wen Rensheng returned to his home.
"How's it going? Is there any result?" Ahandeb popped up in a hurry and asked.
Wen Rensheng explained the results of the communication.
"It's true. Actually, I don't have much hope. In our existence, there are no friends, let alone so-called rescue, just like..."
"It's like Jupiter and Saturn. If one of them is broken, the other one won't save it." Wen Rensheng teased.
"Well, almost."
"Oh, it actually pointed a way..." Wen Rensheng told the story about the spring pool again.
“Well, I’ve heard of this thing too, it just needs the right time, place and people to appear.” Aihandeb was a little pleased.
“Speak clearly.”
"The right weather is when everything is shrouded in mystery; the right geographical location is where the most people gather; and the right time is when the minds of all creatures are most aligned." Ahandeb said carefully.
When Wen Rensheng heard this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Understood, I will find a way to find it."
"Well, you go ahead."
The two then lost contact, and Wen Rensheng immediately Let Shishi blackmail Ahande.
This old liar is lying to himself again!
It’s such a big circle.
Actually, when Wen Rensheng heard about the "origin", he felt something was wrong.
Using the origin of his own world to save a monster from a mysterious world. Others might do this, but how could he be willing to do it?
He is not a fool. He keeps it for himself. Doesn’t it smell good?
Now it seems that Qingzhu must have been blackmailed by Aihandeb, so he made such a big deal.
As for why it was applied to me, it is obviously because I have enough ability to achieve this.
Unfortunately, the only flaw of Alhandeb is that it underestimates its own wisdom.
Alas, my intelligence is too high, and I can easily identify this kind of trap.
The last time I was deceived was in my previous life. At that time, I was too down-to-earth and too easy to trust others.
(End of this chapter)