Chapter 206 The Residence of the Capital
Wei Shu flew by the moon and quickly returned to his small courtyard.
Back in the compound, I quickly closed the door and found some peace.
Wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with his hands, rested for a while, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, rolling his eyes slightly:
"That Taoist priest does seem to be a good person, Ming The reason is that he was just deceived by the returnees.”
When we met today, I just felt that the Taoist priest was very energetic and a rare handsome man. Wei Shu had a good impression of him. If the master hadn't warned him, he would have directly dragged the Taoist priest to drink.
I finally felt at ease and planned to take a rest, but suddenly I found a heavy fog outside the window.
"Huh? Is it foggy?"
Wei Shu frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
He wanted to close the window, but suddenly he smelled a strong smell of water vapor.
I just felt a strong sense of sleep rushing over my face.
His steps were slanted and his head was dizzy. Wei Shu felt as if he had been drinking strong alcohol for three or four days and was top-heavy.
The two eyelids were stuck together and they were fighting, unable to open them at all. He just forced himself to lie on the bed, without even covering him with a quilt, and fell asleep directly.
I don’t know how long I have been drifting in this groggy sleep. I just feel like I am drifting with the waves, farther and farther.
Suddenly, he felt a little light shining in front of him, as if a little light was shining in the distance.
Subconsciously drifting in that direction.
Finally, I opened my eyes in a daze. I felt a little breeze blowing by my ears, which was inexplicably clear and comfortable.
This? Where is this?
Looking around, I only found that I was in a small courtyard.
There is nothing else in the small courtyard, only a stone table and a wooden chair.
There is a thick stack of rice paper placed on top of the table.
Wei Shu took a look aside and found that the content on the rice paper looked very familiar.
This seems to be...
These are poems and articles he has collected over the years!
Looking carefully, the one on the top of the pile of rice paper was actually the poem I used when escaping today.
The scholar still remembered that he got this poem from a woodcutter.
At that time, the two of them were taking shelter from the rain in the mountain temple. Wei Shu saw a spiritual light on the woodcutter and took him out.
Although the second half of the poem made no sense, the first half was quite good, and he still liked it.
Now that I saw it again, I was so happy that I reached out and touched the paper on the table.
When his fingers touched the pages, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and all the pages flew up.
"My poem! My poem!"
Wei Shu suddenly felt so anxious that he wanted to reach out and grab the paper flying in the air, but these chapters seemed to be like butterflies and also like butterflies. It's a flying bird, how can he catch it?
I saw the flying paper flying away, farther and farther away, and could not even be touched.
There is force under my feet and I want to catch it.
Suddenly,
A piece of rice paper flew in front of Wei Shu.
He went to touch it, and when his fingertips touched the rice paper, they only felt sticky.
The bright red color spreads out from the center of the rice paper, as if there is blood surging in it!
The next moment,
a bright red head suddenly popped out from the rice paper!
There was no skin on the top of the head, and the flesh and blood texture was all exposed, and it was hideous and terrifying:
"Why did you take my mind! Why did you take my heart!"
The terrifying face directly punched Wei Shu. Heartbroken, he screamed, backed away, and fell to the ground with a plop.
Opening my eyes, I found that the surroundings were clean and clear, with a wooden table, an oil lamp, and a wooden chair. The windows were still half open, with some light from the broken moon shining in from the outside.
It's his room.
"Huh..." Wei Shu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I have a nightmare."
I don't know why I suddenly had this nightmare, I just felt that my back was covered with cold sweat.
I felt a little cold from the evening breeze outside the window, so I got up and planned to close the window.
When he reached the window, Wei Shu subconsciously raised his head and looked outside.
He saw...
Rice paper is flying all over the sky.
And the wailing and wailing heads above.
......
After a little calculation, Zuo Chen could feel that Wei Shu had fallen into sleep.
He set a sleepy dream for Wei Shu. If Wei Shu in the dream could understand that what he was doing was wrong, he would soon be able to find a way out of this big dream and leave.
If that doesn't work,
I don't know how long I'll have to sleep this time.
Zuo Chen even gave him a dose of Zhen Qi to ensure that his body would not be damaged.
Look! What a good person I am!
No longer thinking about it, he led everyone towards the courtyard.
Entering the bamboo forest, the sunlight swept across the ground, reflecting the white clouds.
A simple courtyard is built in this bamboo forest.
The courtyard is not big. It looks like the courtyard of a wealthy family, but it is not small. It would be too lonely for one or two people to live alone.
There is a peach and bamboo tree planted in the middle, which is two people tall and swaying in the wind.
Caiyi looked left and right, then ran to the house in small steps, and gently rubbed his fingers on the floor, smearing a trail of dust.
"There's so much dust. How long has it been since you took care of it?"
Listening to Cai Yi's words, Guan Jinping also revealed a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.
“It’s true that I haven’t been back here for a long time.”
She was quite emotional.
The returnees traveled throughout Daliang at that time and rarely got together. The reason why they originally chose Yuzhou to erect a small pavilion was mainly because Yuzhou was located in the center of Daliang and was close to Kyoto. Relatively speaking, it is more convenient.
Since she was young, there have been many people in the small pavilion, including senior brothers and sisters, junior brothers and sisters, and the master who always has a warm smile. The years have been quiet. Nowadays, the buildings are deserted and the lonely figures are lonely. Under the silvery makeup of the waning moon, there are no traces of passing people.
Time and years have long since abandoned her along with those old friends, leaving only this heart full of wounds.
Because of this, Guan Jinping will not come back here unless he gets the new fragment of the capital and seals it in the warehouse.
It’s just seeing things and missing people.
At this point, he glanced at Yan Wangsheng next to him with resentful eyes, which made the old beggar stand on end.
Zuo Chen ignored the two elders who "kept everything in silence" and looked slightly sideways at the corner of the courtyard.
It is a two-story building.
Even if the silver moon is scattered above, it is still covered with a thick layer of shadow, which cannot be seen through or penetrated.
The sea of suffering is overwhelming and endless.
It seems that the remaining scrolls of the capital are here.
At this moment, the silver moon is shining down, but not a single bit of light can penetrate into this towering two-story building. It seems to be covered with a layer of black gauze-like cloth. Just look at this One glance can be unsettling.
With a little force on his wrist, Zuo Chen pushed open the door of the warehouse in front of him, and felt a gust of cold wind blowing in his face, making Zhu Laoba who was following behind shiver.
Guan Jinping walked to Zuo Chen and introduced:
"Sir, the fragments of the capital that have been collected over the years are all here. There are also some immortal inheritances among them. If you can clean them up, If you want to get rid of the filth in the sea of misery above these fragments, please take these inheritances of the Immortal Family with you. Now that I have returned home, I can no longer keep them.”
She felt somewhat lonely when she said this.
Zuo Chen didn't say anything, he just observed the situation inside the warehouse this time.
A few flashes of golden light can be vaguely seen in the thick black. Those should be the remains of the immortals Guan Jinping said.
It’s just that these immortal relics are also suppressed by the darkness at this moment, making it difficult to move.
He could even vaguely hear the screams coming from the warehouse, which were the same as when he suppressed the sea of suffering before.
"It's so dark, how did you get in before?"
Zuo Chen asked.
Although the concentration of the bad gas in front of me is far inferior to the real sea of suffering, it is still dangerous enough.
Even a master of Zhu Laoba's level would have difficulty staying in it for too long.
He rushed in recklessly, fearing that his life would be lost in there.
"In the beginning, when there were few books, it was no big deal. You could just go in and out normally. Later, there were more and more books, and there were more and more strange phenomena in the warehouse. At that time, some returnees got lost in the warehouse, so the master made a decision According to the rules, there must be at least two people entering the warehouse, one holding a lamp and the other holding a knife. They should leave immediately after putting away the books."
Guan Jinping paused for a moment before continuing:
" Later, there were no other returnees, and I was used to walking in the warehouse alone. As long as I was not disturbed by the shadows in the warehouse, my mind would not be troubled."
"Thank you very much. Yeah." Zuo Chen sighed.
Hearing what Zuo Chen said, Guan Jinping felt a strange feeling in her heart for some reason.
It was as if his teacher was comforting him.
But I don’t know why, Guan Jinping always feels like there is nothing wrong with her.
He simply said nothing and took two steps back, wanting to see how Zuo Chen could get rid of the evil thoughts in this warehouse.
Zuo Chen took out a white jade bottle from his arms and weighed it in his hand.
I got this from Baozhai before.
This white jade bottle is not a high-quality treasure, but it is very effective in absorbing the sea of suffering. On the ship a few days ago, Zuo Chen improved the bottle using the method of collecting objects.
No matter the suction power or storage space, it is much larger than before.
He raised the bottle and pointed it at the warehouse in front of him:
"Collect it!"
A gust of wind rolled up at the mouth of the white jade bottle, and the black smoke in the warehouse was like It was as if it was grabbed by a pair of invisible hands and roughly pulled towards the bottle.
In just two or three breaths, the thick black air that seemed to be clinging to the warehouse disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The bright moon in mid-air can finally cast a bright light, illuminating the entire warehouse.
The books are lying on the shelves safely, and the volumes are arranged neatly.
Guan Jinping took a breath and felt that the pavilion in front of her was the same as what she remembered when she was young.
Back then, the children were laughing and running barefoot, and the master in the courtyard had just planted peach and bamboo trees.
When she came back to her senses at this moment, Taozhu was already taller than her, covering her shadow.
I suddenly covered my chest and started crying.
Yan Wangsheng approached the old woman, reached out and patted her back.
No one said anything, just waiting for her to finish crying.
After waiting for a short while, Guan Jinping calmed down and wiped away her tears:
"I'm fine, it's funny."
After finally adjusting their emotions, everyone walked into the warehouse, only to see the silver moon falling to the ground, and books and pamphlets neatly placed on the shelves.
Some books have only half left, as if they have been torn apart, while others have no titles and are lying quietly on the bookshelf.
Zuo Chen casually took out a volume and opened it to read.
This is the legacy of the capital.
Fragments of all kinds of spells.
After just a few glances, his expression became a little strange.
This fragment...
The content is a little different from what he thought.
This is not a Taoist secret cultivation method.
But...
People's livelihood skills.
Asking for a monthly pass
(End of this chapter)