Volume One: The Empire in the Morning, Chapter 173: Life is like a title, all kinds of obsessions (Part 1)

The senior brothers and sisters in the mountains behind the academy are either from an isolated island in the South China Sea or other countries, or their families are far away. None of them live in Chang'an City. After meeting the fresh and pleasant little book boy of the second senior brother

, Ning Que once had the idea of ​​moving into the back mountain with Sangsang. However, he thought that he was a newcomer in the academy after all, and how could he be qualified to be compared with his second senior brother? He made such a request just after entering the mountain, which always gave people a feeling.

He felt that he had a big face, and secondly, although the back hill was beautiful, it always lacked the atmosphere of the city, so he became the only day student in the back hill of the academy.

Sangsang hurriedly went to Xifang to buy a lot of pens and ink and strange materials according to the list he made before the night lights were turned off in Fangshi. Then he started busy cooking, cutting vegetables and reporting to him at the same time.

The business situation of Laobi Zhai today.

"Business was very good today, especially in the morning. The threshold was almost broken by someone. Didn't I repair the shop door yesterday? It turned out that it was not strong enough, and it was squeezed a little more today. After confirming that the young master was not at home, in the afternoon

There is a shortage of talent.”

Sangsang suddenly thought of something, wiped his wet hands on his apron, walked back to the back room, took out a thick stack of name cards and invitations, put them on the desk, and said, "Many people left these

Thing, please let me have a gathering with you, young master, because there were too many people and names were all written on the posts, so I didn’t remember them.”

Ning Que glanced at the invitation and the name card, and then at the rune books as high as a hill next to him. He thought to himself that he was already so busy at this time, how could he have time to go to these appointments? After thinking about it, he

He said to Sangsang: "After dinner, you can choose one of these invitations and put the important ones aside for later processing."

"How to choose? How to deal with it?" Sangsang asked seriously. As Ning Que's maid, she had never had any experience in dealing with these imperial figures, and she didn't know which invitations were important.

"Just like choosing vegetables, keep the fresh and expensive ones, and put aside the stale and cheap ones. As for what is fresh and expensive...I have told you about the imperial official system before, do you remember?

Those with higher official positions are more expensive. If you want to handle it, let me handle it. I'll write a reply first to show my courtesy. I think all those officials want is my words."

Listening to his answer, Sangsang frowned slightly and whispered: "Master, your handwriting can be sold for money now. Wouldn't it be a pity to just write a reply and send it back to others?"

Ning Que smiled and continued to lower his head and memorize what he saw in front of him. He had just read half of the dozens of thick rune books, and he really had no time to think about other things.

Master Yan Se gave him a total of thirty-three rune books, which recorded the runes left by previous generations of rune masters. There were a total of 387 volumes and 24,777 runes.

Like the sea.

Ning Que took a quick glance at it first, looking at the runes that had different appearances and seemed to have nothing in common with each other for a long time. He found nothing, and instead frowned more and more.

According to Master Yanse, these runes are only for his reference and experience. As for the final stroke, it all depends on his own understanding. It’s just that these runes look like tadpoles, graffiti, raindrops, and silk threads, but they don’t look like words.

Like the ink ball in a painting, how can you use it to experience what you need?

Picking out a book at random from the mountain of classics, he found that it happened to be the first part of the third volume, which was the beginning of the water volume. Ning Que's spirit perked up slightly, and he thought to himself that since it was the beginning, it would probably be about water.

Regardless of the relationship, water is the most indispensable and closest thing to human survival and life. Maybe it will be easier to understand.

The first part of the water scroll has four pages. Ning Que carefully read it from beginning to end and found that there were many similarities among the more than a hundred runes drawn on these four pages. Most of them were from top to bottom.

There are six ink lines, but the thickness, length, and especially the combination and arrangement of these six ink lines are different. Among the strangest runes, the six ink lines are even completely entangled together.

"Are these all water characters? One river is more than one river?"

Ning Que frowned and stared at the rune at the top of the water scroll, staring at the six neatly arranged ink lines with a slight bend in the middle. His mood gradually became calmer. In his eyes, the ink lines turned into flowing water, and he vaguely seemed to see rain.

It slipped from the eaves and fell into the rainwater accumulated on the bluestone slabs. Several rainflowers bloomed, and then merged with the surrounding rainwater again.

Beside the desk were materials such as pens, ink, and cinnabar. The things he ordered Sangsang to buy were ordinary and cheap, but according to Master Yanse, these were necessary materials for writing talismans.

Ning Que stopped looking at the six ink lines on the book, poured water into the inkstone and began to slowly grind the ink block. When the ink and ink could no longer be separated, he took a medium-sized stick from the stand and gently dipped it into the inkstone to absorb the ink until it was full.

His movements were gentle and calm, but in fact, he was following the instructions of Master Yan Se, causing the thought power in the sea of ​​consciousness to slowly cross out of the snowy mountain air sea, pass through the paper window, and fall into the well in the small courtyard, and experience it carefully

The vitality taste of water.

I lifted the pen and took out the inkstone, but my wrist was stiff above the inkstone, and I couldn't put down the paper.

Ning Que frowned slightly, looked at the six ink lines on the roll again, and used the eight methods of Yongzi to forcibly 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 dark rain cloud refused to drop a drop of water.

His wrist trembled slightly, and Ning Que was about to pick up the pen and put down the paper, but he stopped in the end. 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 cannot connect your feelings with the water in that well, which is wrong after all.

It's late at night and the candlelight is gradually burning.

There are two more bowls of vegetables and a bowl of white rice on the desk, and a bowl of water is placed under the lamp, swaying gently in the night breeze.

Ning Que stood by the window and the desk, looking at the runes on the water scroll. His body stiffened, and his right hand holding the brush trembled slightly. He had maintained this posture for a long time, but the pen in his hand

But still can't put it on paper.

Sang Sang was sitting on the bedside, embroidering shoes, and looked up at him at the desk from time to time.

She had already eaten a few hours ago, but she did not call Ning Que to eat, because she knew that Ning Que was in a lot of trouble at this time, and knew that Ning Que was habitually working hard again. Although she was worried, she

I'm used to it, so I'm silent.

Ning Que has a very good or very bad quality. Whenever he encounters a problem that he is interested in solving, he will definitely put all his energy into the process of solving the problem.

Before, he couldn't sleep at all. No matter how fragrant the food was, it was as hard to chew as a candle in his mouth. 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 the spirit to solve problems. However, this spirit was often very troublesome for those who encountered it. Because he

He will forget to eat, he will not be able to sleep, he will torture his body until it is extremely weak, and even put his life in danger, until he finally solves the problem, or regains his sense and confirms that the problem is beyond his ability.

Only then will you wake up.

After Ning Que saw the Taishang Induction Chapter for the first time at the border fortress, he stayed awake for half a month, forcing himself to enter a meditative state all the time. He must be able to sense the vitality of heaven and earth around him. He was still young at that time

The very young Sangsang took care of him hard for half a month, until finally Lian Weicheng's former general couldn't stand it and asked his soldiers to whip Ning Que awake. This period of time ended. Afterwards, Ning Que and Sangsang both

Got seriously ill.

It was the same situation last year when he first came to the old world. At that time, Ning Que stayed up until he was unconscious every day and was thrown out of the building. His face was pale and he took a carriage home. He vomited on the bed like a drunkard until he vomited blood. He stayed by the bedside every night and didn't dare to sleep.

The ripe ones are still mulberry.

After Sang Sang finished embroidering this piece of flowers, she raised her head and rubbed her sore wrists. She glanced at Ning Que, who was dazed at the statue of Youruo by the desk, and then continued to lower her head to embroider the soles, hiding her worried look in her eyes.

deepest.

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

Over the years, Ning Que has become accustomed to having someone beside him to take care of him whenever he goes crazy and solves problems.

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It's late at night, the oil is gone, and the lights are out.

I don't know when Sangsang woke up from sleeping undressed on the bedside. She rubbed her eyes and glanced 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 picking up a pen and wanting to write.

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Sangsang walked over and opened the window, looked back at the desk, and found that there was still not a single ink dot on the white paper. Ning Que, who had suffered all night, was very exhausted, and his dry eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

Sangsang stood by the window, sat down in the chair with her eyes open, and found that her whole body ached, as if she were rusty.

After rubbing his face vigorously with hot water, brushing his teeth, eating, and drinking a pot of hot tea, Ning Que regained some of his energy, put the water scroll from the desk into his sleeve, and prepared to go out to the academy.

Standing in front of the old pen studio, he looked back at Sangsang and said after a moment of silence: "The problem encountered this time... seems to be more troublesome than the previous times. It may not be solved in a few more nights. From now on

Starting tonight, you don’t have to stay up late with me anymore. Although I haven’t gotten sick for more than half a year, you still have to pay attention to your health. If my body is broken, I still have you to take care of me. If our bodies are both broken, we will always be there.

It’s impossible to ask Aunt Wu next door to look after us.”

Sangsang nodded.

When he arrived at the academy, classes had already begun in each building. Ning Que walked alone to the old back along yesterday's route, took a deep breath, and walked into the clouds in front of the mountain road.

When the fog comes out, it is still the clear morning light and the beautiful cliff scenery.

On the carriage coming from Chang'an City to the academy, Ning Que closed his eyes and rested all the way. His energy was a little better. Looking at the beautiful scenery, his energy was even higher. He held the book in his sleeve tightly and thought with confidence,

Later, go lie on the lawn for a while, and then continue reading. The wonderful place on the mountain behind the academy may also be helpful in understanding the Tao of Talisman.

Just as he was about to take a step, a clear voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Junior brother...ah, you came just in time."

Ning Que turned around and looked at the seventh senior sister who was wearing a goose-yellow college spring uniform. He quickly bowed respectfully and said, "I have met the seventh senior sister."

Seventh Senior Sister looked at his features curiously and asked with concern: "Why do you look so low-spirited?"

The biggest difference between senior sister and senior brother is that the senior sister is definitely a woman, and the seventh senior sister is a woman who looks very young and very beautiful. No matter how old a man is, he will never talk about himself in front of a young and beautiful woman.

No, he admitted that he was not in good spirits. So Ning Que responded with a smile: "I entered the back mountain of the academy yesterday and I was a little excited, so I didn't sleep well."

"Oh, then I don't have anything to worry about."

The Seventh Senior Sister took out a note from her sleeve and handed it to him, smiling and saying: "You know that I am responsible for maintaining the formation in the fog. This month happens to be the day of overhaul, and a lot of materials are needed, so please go to the front yard to get it.

, you can just go to Professor Wen Lan directly."

Ning Que opened his mouth slightly, remembering Chen Pipi's last triumphant laughter yesterday, and began to regret his answer just now, and replied with a grimace: "Yes, Seventh Senior Sister."

"Move quickly." Seventh Senior Sister smiled and said a little embarrassedly: "There are some fabrics in the array that need to be replaced in a while. I have to trouble my junior brother to do it."

Ning Que's mouth opened even wider, and he pointed helplessly at the thick fog behind him and said, "Senior sister, you mean that I'm going to go into the fog to help you change materials later? I... can see in the fog.

Not very good.”
To be continued...