Chapter 171 Life is like a topic, all kinds of infatuations (Part 1)

The seniors in the back mountain of the academy either come from an isolated island in the South China Sea or another country, or are in a distant place, or have no one in Chang'an City. After meeting the second senior brother's fresh and lovely little book boy, Ning Que had an idea and took Sangsang to move into the back mountain together. However, he thought that he was a newcomer to the academy after all, so he was not qualified to be compared with the second senior brother. He made this request as soon as he entered the mountain, which always gave people a feeling of being big-faced. Secondly, although the back mountain is beautiful, it always lacks a sense of market atmosphere, so he became the only day student in the back mountain of the academy.

Before the night lights in the market were closed, Sangsang went to Xifang according to the list he listed and bought a lot of ink and strange ingredients, and then began to cook, reporting to him while cutting vegetables. Today's business situation of Lao Bizhai.

"Business is very good today, especially in the morning, the threshold was almost trampled. Didn't I repair the door yesterday? The result was not strong enough, and I was squeezed a little bit more today. After confirming that the young master was not at home, in the afternoon, There are fewer talents."

Sangsang suddenly thought of something, wiped his wet hands on his apron, walked back to the inner room and took out a thick stack of famous posts and invitations, put them on his desk, and said, "A lot of people left these things." Things, please come to your house for a gathering, because there are too many people and the names are written on the posts, so I don't remember them."

Ning Que glanced at the invitations and famous posts, and then at the rune classics that were as high as a hill beside him. He thought that he was already busy at this time, so how could he have time to go to these dates? After thinking about it, he said to Sangsang, "After the meal, you can choose these invitations and put the important ones aside and wait for future processing."

"How to choose? How to deal with it?" Sangsang asked seriously. As Ning Que's little maid, she had never had the experience of dealing with these empire figures, and she did not know which invitations were important.

"Just like choosing vegetables, keep the fresh and expensive ones, and put the non-fresh and cheap ones aside. As for what is fresh and expensive ones... I have told you about the imperial official system before, do you still remember it? But every Those with higher positions are expensive. If you deal with it, I will just let you handle it. I will write a reply to show my politeness. I think those officials only want my words."

Sangsang listened to his answer, frowned slightly and whispered, "Young Master, your handwriting can be sold for money now. Isn't it a pity to just write a reply to someone to send it back?"

Ning Que smiled and continued to lower his head and concentrate on what he saw in front of him. He had just read half of these dozens of thick rune classics, and he really had no time to think about anything else.

The rune classics given to him by Master Yan Se have a total of thirty-three books, which record the runes left by the previous generation of talisman masters, totaling 387 pieces and 24,77 talismans, with a wide range of Like the sea.

Ning Que glanced briefly and looked at the runes that had different faces and seemed to be unable to find anything in common with each other for a long time, but found nothing, but his brows became tighter and tighter.

According to Master Yan Se, these runes are for his reference and experience only. As for how to make the final decision, they all depend on their own understanding. But these ink balls that look like tadpoles, graffiti, raindrops, silk threads, but not like words or paintings. How can we refer to what we need from them?

I took out a random book from a small hill-like classic and found that it was the first part of the third largest volume, which was the beginning of the water volume. Ning Que was slightly excited and thought that since it was the beginning part, it was probably about the first part of the water. It does not open up relationships, and water is the most indispensable and closest thing for human survival and life. Perhaps it will be easier to experience it.

The first part of the water scroll has four pages of paper. Ning Que carefully saw the end from the beginning and found that more than 100 runes drawn on these four pages have many similarities, most of which are from top to bottom. The six ink lines are different in thickness, length, and arrangement of these six ink lines. In the strangest runes, the six ink lines are even completely entangled.

"Are these all the words "water"? One River is more than one River?"

Ning Que frowned and stared at the rune at the highest point of the water roll, staring at the six neatly arranged lines, with slightly curved ink lines in the middle, his mood gradually calmed down, and his eyes turned the ink lines into flowing water, and he faintly seemed to see rain. Slide from the eaves, fall into the rainwater accumulated on the bluestone slabs, and several rain flowers bloom, and then merge with the surrounding rainwater again.

There were materials such as pen and ink and cinnabar next to the desk. The things he ordered Sangsang to buy were ordinary and cheap, but according to Master Yan Se, these were all necessary materials for writing talismans.

Ning Que no longer read the six ink lines in the book. He poured water into the inkstone and began to slowly grind the ink pieces. After the inks could no longer be separated, he took a middle hair from the stand and gently dipped it in the inkstone until it was full.

His movements were gentle and calm, but in fact, he was following Master Yan Se's teachings, so that the mind power in the sea of ​​consciousness slowly crossed out of the snow-capped mountains and sea of ​​qi, passed through the paper window, and fell into the well in the courtyard, and experienced it carefully. The vital smell of a water substance.

I picked up the pen and came out the inkstone, but my wrist was stiff above the inkstone and I couldn't put the paper on it for a long time.

Ning Que frowned slightly, looked at the six ink lines on the scroll again, and used the eight methods of Yong to dismantle them in the sea of ​​consciousness. He felt that the six ink lines suddenly separated, then quickly floated away, turning into a black rain cloud, covering his head. , but for some reason, the already ink-black rain cloud never dripped a drop of water.

His wrist trembled slightly, Ning Que was about to lift the pen and put it on the paper, but he stopped moving. He clearly felt in his heart that although he felt the meaning contained in the well water and this talisman, he still could not write it out. The talisman that belongs to you, and cannot connect your feelings with the water in the well, is incorrect.

It was late at night and the candlelight gradually rose.

There were two more bowls of vegetables and a bowl of white rice on the desk, and a bowl of clear water was placed under the lamp, which was swaying lightly with the night wind.

Ning Que stood by the window, standing by the desk, looking at the runes on the water roll, his body stiff, and his right hand holding the brush trembled slightly. He has been in this position for a long time, but the pen he holds in his hand still cannot fall on the paper.

Sangsang sat on the head of the bed with shoes embroidered, and from time to time he looked up at him at the desk.

She had already had a meal a few hours ago, but she didn't call Ning Que to eat because she knew that Ning Que was in a big trouble at this time, and knew that Ning Que had started to fight hard again, although she was worried Already used to it, so I was silent.

Ning Que has a very excellent or very bad quality. Whenever he encounters a difficult problem that he is interested in solving, he will devote himself to the process of solving the problem and solve the problem. Before, he had no way to sleep. No matter how delicious the food was, it was hard to chew like a candle in his mouth, and he felt that the world around him did not exist at all.

In that world, he was regarded as a genius, largely because he had this spirit of solving problems. However, this spirit is often a very troublesome thing for the people he encountered. Because he will forget to eat, he will not be able to sleep, he will torture his body to the extreme of weakness, and even be in danger of life, until he finally truly solves the problem, or finds rationally to confirm that this problem has exceeded his own. Only by ability can you wake up.

After seeing the Taishang Response Chapter for the first time in Biansen Ningque, he had not slept for half a month, forcing himself to enter a meditation state at all times, and he must be able to sense the energy of heaven and earth around him. Sangsang, who was still very young, worked hard to take care of him for half a month. It was not until the last time that the former general of Weicheng could not see him and asked his personal soldiers to wake up Ning Que with a whip. The period was over, and Ning Quehe was later Sangsang fell seriously ill at the same time.

The same was true when I first entered the old bookstore last year. At that time, Ning Que was unconscious every day and was thrown outside the building. He was pale and sat in a carriage home. He vomited on the bed like a drunkard until he vomited blood, and guarded him by the bed every night. Sangsang is the one who dares to sleep well.

After embroidering this flower, Sangsang raised his head and rubbed his sore wrists. He looked at Ning Que, who was staring like a statue by the desk, and then continued to lower his head to embroider the soles of his shoes, hiding his worried look in his eyes. Deepest.

Over the years, she has become accustomed to Ning Que going crazy whenever he solves the problem.

Over the years, Ning Que has become accustomed to the fact that whenever he goes crazy to solve the problem, there are always people around him who will take care of him.

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Late at night, the oil is gone, and the lights are off.

When Sangsang, who had fallen asleep at the bedside and clothes, woke up. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the bright sky outside the window. She found that Ning Que was still standing in front of the desk, still maintaining the posture of holding a pen and wanting to write. .

Sangsang walked over and opened the window, looked back at the desk, and found that there was still no ink on the white paper. Ning Que, who had suffered all night, was very calm and his dry eyes were covered in blood.

Sangsang stood by the window, opening his willow-leaf eyes, staring at Ning Que's eyes, staring for a long time, and found that he could not see him at all. He shook his head and went out of the house to boil water and cook.

The steaming hot towel covered Ning Que's face and woke up from his selfless mental state. He sat in the chair swayingly and found that his whole body was sore and painful as if rusted.

He rubbed his face twice with hot water, brushed his teeth and drank a pot of tea. Ning Que regained his energy and put the water roll from the desk into his sleeve, preparing to go out to the academy.

Standing in front of Lao Bizhai, he looked back at Sangsang and was silent for a moment and said, "The problems I encountered this time... seem to be more troublesome than the previous few times. Maybe it's impossible to deal with them for a few more nights. Starting tonight, you don't have to stay up late with me. Although you haven't had any illness for more than half a year, you still have to pay attention to your health. My body is broken and you will serve you. If our body is broken, it's impossible to let it go. Aunt Wu next door comes to take care of us."

Sangsang nodded.

When they arrived at the academy, classes had already started. Ning Que walked to the old bookstore alone according to yesterday's route, took a deep breath and walked into the clouds in front of the mountain road.

When the fog comes out, there is still the beautiful morning light and the beautiful scenery of the cliff.

On the carriage from Chang'an City to the academy, Ning Que closed his eyes and rested all the way. He was a little better. He looked at the beautiful scenery of Rushi, and was more energetic. He held the book in his sleeve tightly and thought with confidence. Later, I lie on the lawn for a while, and then continue reading. The beautiful place behind the academy may also be helpful for understanding the Tao.

Just as I was about to take a step, a clear voice suddenly sounded beside me.

"My junior brother...ah, you're here just right."

Ning Que turned his head and looked at the Seventh Senior Sister in the goose yellow college spring uniform. He hurriedly said respectfully: "I have met Seventh Senior Sister."

Senior Sister Qi looked at his eyebrows and asked with concern: "Why do you think you are not in good spirits?"

The biggest difference between senior sister and senior brother is that senior sister must be a woman, and senior sister Seven is also a woman who looks very young and beautiful. No matter how old a man is, he will never say that he is not good in front of a young and beautiful woman, and admit that he is in a bad mood. So Ning Que responded with a smile: "I entered the back mountain of the academy yesterday and was a little excited, so I didn't sleep well."

"Oh, then I won't worry about anything."

Senior Sister Qi took out a note from her sleeve and handed it to him, and said with a smile: "You know that the formation in the fog is now maintained by me. This month is just the day of overhaul and requires a lot of materials, so please go to the front yard to get it. , just contact Professor Wenlan."

Ning Que opened his mouth slightly, remembering the last smug laugh of Chen Pipi yesterday, and began to regret his answer just now, and responded with a bitter face: "Yes, Senior Sister Seven."

"Move faster." Senior Sister Qi smiled and said embarrassedly: "I'll change some of the fabrics in my eyes. I'll have to change them. I'll also ask you to do it."

Ning Que's mouth opened a little wider, and he pointed to the thick fog behind him helplessly and said, "Senior Sister, are you saying I'm going to go into the fog to help you change the materials? I...'s vision in the fog Not very good."

Senior Sister Seven covered her sleeves like a weak woman, and slapped his chest like a reckless man, saying, "Since you want to help, how can you be blind? I want to observe the situation at the formation, and I can't go by myself." , I will only worry about you."

"I dare not take it as "trouble." Ning Que opened his eyes wide and said, "Or I'll catch Chen Pipi first? I guess the two of them should be faster."

"Little junior brother, although you were familiar with Pipi before entering the mountain, now he is your twelfth senior brother after all, so he should call him a title." Senior sister Seven looked at him with a sweet smile and said, "The second floor of my academy, Although it is not as rigid and pedantic as the sects in the world, it is necessary to pay attention to things like respecting teachers, respecting brothers, and respecting brothers, and respecting brothers."

The senior sister had something else to say, so Ning Que couldn't understand it. As a junior brother who had just entered the second floor of the academy, how could he be qualified to refuse?

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When Ning Que came to the academy the next day, he looked more haggard, his eyes became dryer, and his blood became denser. He had not slept for two nights, and was called by the seventh senior sister like a coolie yesterday. Although he had been intimately involved in the magic of the formation in the fog for the first time, his spirit was extremely bad.

Walking out of the clouds and mist, thinking that the seventh senior sister said yesterday that it would take at least one month to repair it, and that it must be repaired before the master and senior brother come back, he felt cold all over, and he lowered his body and rushed into the spring like a field mouse. The back mountain is covered with forests.

After entering the back mountain, he did not walk on the ordinary mountain path, but went to the dense forest. He saw the mirror-like lake on the cliff below getting smaller and smaller, and the line-like waterfall between the cliffs opposite became thinner and thinner. He thought to himself Now Senior Sister Qi must not be able to find herself anymore. She couldn't help feeling relieved. She rubbed her cheeks that were numb due to fatigue, leaned against an ancient pine behind her and looked into the distance, which was very comfortable.

"Ah, someone actually entered the mountain? Ah, it's you? Ah, why are you here, junior brother? Are you bringing us food?"

Two vigorous and tired sounds suddenly sounded from the side of the Cangjin Gusong. It was obvious that the two people were talking, but the sound seemed to be mixed together, as magical as if it came from one person's lips.

Ning Que was startled and looked back in shock. He saw a stone table beside the ancient pine tree. Two men with long beards and hair were not visible. The time was about to end, and even in the mountains there were Many people were enthusiastic, but for some reason, the two men sitting at the stone table were still wearing thick winter clothes in the academy, and the yard clothes were covered with stains. I don't know how long it has been since they washed.

He instantly guessed that these two men must be the fifth and eighth brothers introduced by Chen Pipi. He forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart, bowed respectfully and said, "Ning Que has seen two senior brothers."

"Young brother, it's great that you're here, come here quickly."

A man with dirty hair and beard and dirty hair summoned his hands and said exhaustedly, "I don't know if it is the fifth or eighth brother."

Ning Que walked over as he said, and found that the stone table was engraved with dense straight lines, which turned into a stone chessboard. There were dozens of black and white pieces on the pedestal, a few in the east and west, and it was impossible to see. So come.

At this moment, he was suddenly shocked and looked down, and saw that one of the senior brothers had already reached into his arms.

"This senior brother..."

"I am your eighth senior brother."

"Senior Brother Eight... Why did you put your hand into my arms?"

Senior Brother Eighth withdrew his hand tremblingly and asked, "Little Brother, why don't you eat?"

Ning Que was speechless and thought to himself whether you two are children who want to ask for candy when they see people?

"Little junior brother... No, Twelve came to us the night before yesterday and told us that from now on, you will be responsible for delivering food to us, so he did not come yesterday, but you did not come either." Senior brother Eight was pitiful. Xixi looked at him and said in a trembling voice: "Junior brother, we haven't eaten for two days and two nights. Why don't you bring food today?"

Ning Que opened his mouth wide, but couldn't speak. He thought to himself that I haven't slept for two days and two nights. Do you still have to be responsible for your diet? Although he was thinking this way, looking at the two brothers next to the stone plaque with messy hair and dirty hair, hungry and thirsty eyes, he seemed to see two pitiful little birds looking forward to feeding. He couldn't make up his mind and sighed. He said, "Then I... go find food for you."

The fifth senior brother who had been silent and only expressed his longing for food with his eyes, heard that he would have food to eat immediately, and he was no longer afraid of starving to death. He was immediately excited and gently stroked his jaw and said seriously: "Oh... No hurry, no hurry, you won't starve to death without eating for a day."

Senior Brother Eight stretched out three fingers and pestled in front of Senior Brother Fifth, and said in a trembling voice: "You idiot, we haven't eaten for three days."

Senior Brother Fifth seemed to be unable to see the three fingers that were close at hand, and looked at Ning Que and said seriously: "The next game, you will next game first."

Hearing this, Senior Brother Eight took back his fingers, nodded in agreement and said, "It's not bad, this is the serious matter."

Ning Que looked at these two senior brothers who were about to become starving ghosts, and Wuyan thought that if he really starved to death, he deserved it.

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On the third day, when Ning Que left the old pen temple in Linsuyiqi Lane, the paper on the desk was still as white as the first snow, leaving no ink stains. The morning light on the back mountain of the academy shone on his face, shaking him every time. The haggardness and fatigue in the eyebrows and the more bloodshots in the eyes shine clearly and more pitiful.

After walking out of the clouds and mist, I walked towards the mountains, and before I could walk two steps, I was blocked by a touch of goose yellow. Senior Sister Qi looked at him gently and said, "Junior brother, I know you might have been busy yesterday, but you probably wouldn't be too busy today, right?"

Ning Que looked at Senior Sister Seven, picked up the heavy food box on his right hand, and said sadly: "Senior Sister, I was dragged by Senior Brother Fifth and Senior Brother Eighth to play chess for a day yesterday. I was in a hurry to deliver food to them at this time, otherwise they would You'll really starve to death."

"So that's it." Senior Sister Qi raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't be delayed by those two fools. Playing chess and playing piano is the end after all. You follow me to practice the formation, which is still beneficial to your own practice. ."

Ning Que agreed, and agreed to go to the lake pavilion to watch the embroidery of his senior sister at the first time, and then worked hard to help his senior sister maintain the formation. Only then could he get out, but he thought that he would not live or die later. Go down the mountain and see where you go to find me.

When I arrived at the pine tree, I saw that I was so hungry next to the stone plaque that I couldn't speak, but my eyes were still staring at the two senior brothers on the chess piece on the plaque. Ning Que put down the food box and said, "Two senior brothers, hurry up and have a meal. ."

The food box was opened, and the food Sangsang prepared overnight was still warm and exuded a very faint fragrance. The two senior brothers sat upright tremblingly and started eating. From time to time, they looked up at Ning Que with resentment, vaguely feeling full of regret. sigh.

"My junior brother is indeed not hiding his clumsiness. He is really clumsy when he is together."

"My junior brother really didn't give up the chess, he had never played chess at all."

Yesterday, in Panasonic, Ning Que lost twelve consecutive games. The two senior brothers finally confirmed that he was the legendary chess game that didn't even have the bottom, so they no longer played chess, but for Ning Que, this It is the real blessing, I feel very comforted.

After delivering food to Panasonic, he went deep into the clouds.

He decided to make use of the half-day leisure rest that he had finally stolen, or study the books left by Master Yan Se.

However, there was no time to walk a few steps. A man walked out of the dense forest and flowers, grabbed his sleeve and asked in a daze:

"Junior brother, where are you from? Where are you going?"

Ning Que stared at Senior Eleven with flowers all over the top of his head, and suddenly felt the urge to cry. Fortunately, Senior Eleven did not ask Junior Brother who you are, otherwise he might faint on the spot. After a moment of quietness, he shook off Senior Brother Eleven's wrist and ran towards the foot of the mountain, shouting with a loud voice: "Sister Qi, where are you? I'll help you."

Between the lake pavilions at the foot of the mountain, Senior Sister Seven's fingers, holding the embroidery needle, froze slightly, looked up at the forest, and thought in surprise: "Why is the new junior brother so diligent? Compared to him, Pipi is completely a scumbag ah."

In the small courtyard before the waterfall, the second senior brother raised his eyebrows slightly and praised the proud white goose at the steps, saying, "The back mountain of the academy has been dull for many years, and my junior brother is shameless. Now, I have finally come out with a junior brother who is dedicated to the Tao. How could I not be relieved?"

After a thatched cottage in the mountain, I was grabbing a chicken leg and gnawing on the tangerine peel, wiped my oily face, twisted my head and looked deep into the forest, and sighed in surprise: "I just please my senior sister, I am so charming to the realm of loud announcements. , Ning Que, I am indeed not as good as you!"

The sound of the piano and flute gradually stopped in the dense forest of the Yaping Square, and a conversation started.

"I suddenly remembered that we forgot something."

"Yes, the song I composed last month has not been invited to listen to."

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During the days I entered the second floor of the academy, Ning Que's life was very fulfilling, very fulfilling, and even so full that he was almost exhausted. The brush of Lao Bizhai has never fallen, and the snow-white paper is still snow-white. He can't fall asleep every night. He enters the academy in the early morning but still has to deliver food and water to Senior Brother Panasonic, busy doing a lot of things.

If he didn't want to be caught by the Eleventh Senior Brother to discuss philosophy, he would become a coolie enslaved by the Seventh Senior Sister, and occasionally he would be forced to appreciate the new music of the ninety-two Senior Brothers. He was obviously sitting among the grass at that time. He was so sleepy that he nodded constantly, but unexpectedly, he fell into the eyes of the two senior brothers, but became a proof of his musical talent. If he didn't hear the interestingness of the song, why did the junior brother frequently nod and admire him?

The hot towel Sangsang handed over was getting hotter and hotter, but it still couldn't wash away his fatigue. Day and night, floating in the vast and mysterious world of talismans, and running around at the kind invitation of all the seniors of the academy, Ning Que's eyes were covered with blood as a net, his eyes were as boring as a mountain, his eyes were dull and dull, and he was exposed. The fingers outside the sleeve kept drawing runes in the air, and kept imitating the tens of thousands of characters silently memorizing in my mind, looking like a fool.

In the meadow of the academy, Chu Youxian looked at Ning Que with a miserable appearance and said in shock: "Why did you become like this?"

Situ Yilan and Jin Wucai handed over the invitation from the mansion and invited him to come to the mansion on behalf of their elders. After listening to Chu Youxian's words, they noticed that Ning Que's expression was extremely haggard, and they were shocked.

Ning Que took two invitations and stuffed them into his arms, with a numb expression on his face, and then walked towards the back mountain, looking a little lost.

The three of them looked at Ning Que's slow walking back and were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time. Situ Yilan shook her head vigorously before driving Ning Que's ghost-like face out of her mind, murmured, "Is there a ghost on the second floor?"

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"Damn it! You're so damn!"

Chen Pipi was so scared that she swept back twenty meters, then hesitated for a long time before walking back, shocked and speechless when she looked at Ning Que's face.

Ning Que said weakly, "You are the hell."

Chen Pipi nodded and said seriously: "Yes, you really look like a ghost now."

Ning Que looked at the mountain forest with a dull expression and said, "I did see ghosts too. I saw two starving ghosts in the mountain behind the academy who only knew how to play chess and even wanted to feed them. They only knew how to play flutes. Playing the piano is purely entertaining myself and I can't even see it when I'm asleep, but I'm just a little bit a little bit a good person who insists on me sitting there listening, and there is also a philosophical ghost who is trying to ask those shit questions while holding people…"

Then he turned his head and looked at Chen Pipi and said in pain: "And you, you, a coward who is unfaithful."

"I know this is an inhuman life, but don't forget that I have been through several years." Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que and replied timidly: "But no matter how hard it is, I have not become the kind of honor you are now." Rong. What did you do toss you like this?"

"I am following Master Yan Se to learn the Taoist talisman." Ning Que looked at him and said with a confused expression: "But after studying for so long, I can't even touch the path. This thing is really difficult, and it's so difficult that it has no direction. It's so hard that I'm not happy."

"Did you use the eight methods of the word "Yong"?"

"I have used all the methods, but I still can't find any tricks."

Ning Que slowly lowered his head and said tiredly, "I actually felt afraid of difficulties and felt a little desperate... Do you know? This is the first time in my life that I feel desperate about studying."

Chen Pipi nodded subconsciously as she thought about Ning Que's desperate appearance when she was practicing.

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Even when I found out that I could not practice in Weicheng, I was not as desperate as I am now. I wanted to give up because when I fell asleep at that time, I always felt that I was meditating, and now I am facing those runes and scriptures. Even if I enter a sleep-like meditation state, I still know very clearly that I can't do it."

Chen Pipi looked at his haggard cheeks and his dim eyes and suddenly said, "I'll take you to a place and see someone."

Ning Que asked, "Where to go? Who to see?"

"Don't let Senior Brother Eleven hear these two questions of you." Chen Pipi joked.

Ning Que wanted to laugh as he heard this, but was tired and unable to raise his eyebrows.

Chen Pipi looked at his pitiful appearance, sighed, grabbed his sleeve and walked somewhere behind the mountain.

Before coming to a cliff, Chen Pipi stopped and looked at him and said, "Last time when you reached the top, you saw an old man. You thought he was also a senior brother, but in fact it wasn't."

Ning Que remembered the old man and asked, "You said you don't know what to call him."

Chen Pipi said, "I really don't know what to call him. The old man entered the back mountain of the academy very early. I heard that it was earlier than the eldest and second brothers. Logically, we should have called him uncle, but the teacher But this old man is not considered a school school."

Suddenly, Ning Que remembered many hidden branch bosses in the stories, such as the wise and first-class man who guided the male protagonist, and was immediately excited and stared at Chen Pipi and said, "This old man... is good at Fu Dao? "

"No." Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "This old man can't tell the truth, he can't even practice any method."

Ning Que stared at Chen Pipi and asked, "Then why do you bring me to see him?"

"You said this is the first time in your life that you are afraid of difficulties and want to give up for the first time. Then I ask you, do you like practicing?"

After Ning Que was silent for a long time, he answered firmly, "I like it."

Chen Pipi looked at him and said, "Since you like it, you should stick to it. I just want you to see this old man. I want you to see that a person who is really obsessed with a certain path will never give up easily."

"Since that old man cannot practice...what is he obsessed with? What do he like?"

"Reading..." Chen Pipi said in a stressful tone: "He just likes reading."

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(This chapter has been written for a long time, and I hope it can be written in an hour, but that is really a fool, but fools are always cute, haha.)