Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 637 The person who ate that 300 years ago

However, Rao Yi's answer surprised Lin Su, this old man is really a great Confucian of the human race!

How can a great Confucian of the human race live to be three hundred years old?
Rao Yi also explained that this old man had eaten "immortal meat cheese" when he was young, so he broke through the shackles of human life...

Hearing this answer, Lin Su's expression was very strange, as if his teeth were sour...

Qi Yao was listening to the conversation between the two, excited and proud at the same time...

Because her man is having a conversation with a top literary scholar...

Ordinary young literati who are qualified to have an equal dialogue with top Confucian scholars?And her man not only talks on an equal footing, but also occupies the absolute right to speak. Dean Rao's analysis of the matter is not as thorough as him.

But the sudden mention of the [-]-year-old Confucianism, and the tooth-sore expression on his face, made Qi Yao a little confused. She quietly sent a voice transmission to Lin Su: What is Undead Rouzhi?

Lin Su replied, "Immortal Rouzhi" is a more elegant term.In fact, the real appearance of this thing is a bit unrefined...it is the shit of the undead beast king!

The expression on Qi Yao's face also changed, and she also felt a little sour...

Oh my God, that [-]-year-old Confucian lived a long life because he ate shit...

Longevity is a good word, but you can eat shit...

Rao Yi glanced over the faces of the two of them, and added: "When we are in Lao Lao's territory, please don't mention the immortal meat, this old man has a very weird temper..."

That's nature, that's nature!
Lin Su and Qi Yao nodded together!
This matter has nothing to do with whether you have a good temper or not. Even a good-tempered person doesn't like others to drag him to the topic of eating shit...

The three of them left through the air and entered the Lingnan Academy.

The people in Shili Teahouse watched them leave with complicated expressions.

Thousands of heroes are on the same stage, and anyone who stands out will be the focus of the crowd, so everyone who stands up will show off their skills.

Including Lin Su!

If someone knew that Lin Su was in the teahouse in advance, if someone knew that Lin Su was going to show his hand, then [-]% of them would have thought that Lin Sulu's hand would be poetry.

But, he is not!

He exposed the big secret that the fairy fruit was originally a magic fruit!
He raised his hand and struck, and even Dean Rao, a monster who couldn't take down half a step in the literary world, was directly killed by him.

Dean Rao is a noble person, even if the magistrate of Ningzhou wanted to see him, he had to see if he was in a good mood, but Dean Rao fell in front of him and took the initiative to see him.

Talking in the teahouse of two legendary figures of literature and Taoism, it seems that they are close to the people in their teahouse, but in fact, they are far away, because Dean Rao separated the idlers and others with the "nine palaces" of the chess game.

This separation not only prevents everyone from hearing their voices, but also a visual isolation. In the eyes of everyone, the three people talking are really above the clouds.

Comparing people to people is really depressing.

All of a sudden, all the talented writers and geniuses from all over the building lost their spirits.

Of course, some people are full of fear.

Which people?
The lucky stars of the past few days, including today's lucky stars!
It is those literary geniuses who have already obtained the fairy fruit and have taken the fairy fruit.

That fairy has been proven to be a demon, and the fairy fruit she sent has been proven to be a magic fruit!
They swallowed it, can there be a good one?

Sure enough, soon, a few great Confucian scholars landed in front of them and told them that you must go to the Confucian Temple immediately to eliminate evil cults...

How to eliminate?

Daru's answer made them collapse on the spot...

It depends on your luck. If you are lucky enough, the monsters may be able to be cleared. If you are not lucky, the Wenshan literary world will be completely destroyed!
The talented men who were scared to the ground cried and howled, and were taken away limply. Mr. Nanfeng's face was pale. He really played a roller coaster today (if there is such a project in this world), and his luck was overwhelming When he got the fairy fruit, it stands to reason that he had to swallow it immediately. If Lin Su didn't help, he would really swallow it. If he really swallowed it, his literary career might end here.

This game is too big, too dangerous...

Lin Su and Qi Yao followed Rao Yi and turned around in the air, landing in front of an ancient courtyard.

There is a sign in this yard, written vertically, in two rows.

The first row from right to left is: "The World".

The second row is: "view".

Rao Yi pointed to the signboard and smiled slightly: "You two, how do you pronounce these three characters?"

Lin Su's eyes flickered, but before he could speak, Qi Yao spoke up: "Tianxiaguan! This old man is very bold."

Rao Yi smiled: "Where is Master Lin? How do you read it?"

Lin Su laughed and said, "Perhaps the old man prefers to 'watch the world'!"

Yes, you can view the world, and you can also view the world. The former "view" is a noun, which is a place name when combined, and the latter "view" is a verb, which is an ambition when combined. This old man has traveled the world for 300 years, recording various Isn't it just to observe the world to hear strange things?

Rao Yi laughed loudly: "Grandmaster Lin, he must be this senior's confidant! What this senior flaunts to the world is his ambition to see the world."

Although Qi Yao's answer was not in the limelight, she seemed to be very happy. Maybe it is the same for women. Her husband is outstanding, and she is happier than herself.

Pushing open the courtyard door, the chaos inside caused Lin Su to suffer from intensive phobia.

All kinds of stone tablets, all kinds of odd-shaped things, some are placed in a haphazard manner, and some are buried halfway in the mud. The simple rockery is hidden behind sundries, and the precious ornamental tree species are leaned against by a few stones. On the ground, it was so heavy that it bent over. The originally beautifully designed small pool was completely filled with stones, and it couldn't even hold water. A new waterway rushed out beside it.

how to say?

The yard is definitely a good yard, and the people who live there are definitely not related to the gentlemen.

"This is the best other courtyard of Lingnan Academy, and he made it look like this..." Rao Yi shook his head lightly: "This old man has tried many times to help him tidy up himself, but he still refuses to let him..."

Lin Su's eyes widened. The head of the Yifu is planning to clean it up for him himself?
What does this show?

Soon, he knew why...

Entering the inner room, the density is even more exaggerated!
It's all paper!
All kinds of paper piled up into mountains, he looked over at a glance, and thanks to his good eyesight, he found a melon seed in the middle of several paper mountains. This person was sitting in the middle of the pile of papers and writing with a pen, literally , the paper really buried him in it, leaving only his head...

The dean coughed: "Old Li!"

The old man raised his head and looked at Dean Rao without any reaction. In fact, no one could see his body movements.

"It's really hard work for Mr. Li Hao. The younger generation made a special visit today and brought a distinguished guest!" Dean Rao gently pointed at Lin Su: "This is the legendary figure of Da Cang Wen Dao. Lin Su, the number one master of Lian!"

Lin Su put on a smile all over his face, ready to salute.

However, that old Li's face darkened slightly: "I don't have Qinglian here, and there is no master, so please don't set foot on this lowly place, two masters of literature."

I rely on!

The old man is too unreasonable, right?

Lin Su's eyes widened...

Dean Rao made an emergency voice transmission: Master Lin, please don’t argue with him. This old man has a withdrawn personality. He has not been able to break into the literature for 300 years. He has deep resentment in his heart. Mouth stink...

Lin Su understood.

His bad mouth is really not caused by eating shit, his bad mouth is caused by past experiences that made him unhappy!

300 years without breaking into the literature, and not daring to scold the temple, this old man's heart is almost in a bag, and he is not happy to see people with higher education than him.

This temperament is really eccentric and paranoid, but it is also reasonable to think carefully. Anyone who is stuck in the text road for 300 years will be annoyed.

Lin Su nodded: "The mountain is not high, there are immortals, there is a name, the water is not deep, there is a dragon, there is a spirit, what is the level of writing? No desire, no pursuit, self-exaltation, the old man sees the world with his eyes, and cares about the world with his heart. Su With deep respect!"

As soon as these words came out, Dean Rao's eyes lit up.

The eyes of the old Li in front of him also suddenly lit up: "If the mountain is not high, there will be a name if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be spirit if there are dragons. This is a wonderful sentence! Grandmaster Lin is really extraordinary!"

One sentence from Lin Su, three paragraphs of famous quotes, even though this old man is very unhappy seeing a 20-year-old person entering the literary career, he is still a literary person after all, and he cannot erase his love for the famous sentences of the ages, not to mention the famous sentences of the ages. A sentence hit his heart, which made him extremely agree (if the mountain is not high, there will be a name if there are immortals; if the water is not deep, there will be spirit if there are dragons). , this is exactly what he wanted), and for a while, his face became much clearer.

As soon as the face became clear, the conversation became normal. Elder Li added: "Master Lin said that I have the world in mind, but I don't know if I know, what is the author of my book?"

Lin Su's gaze dropped to the tip of the old man's pen...

What is written on the paper is: "In the east of Nanyang City, 37 miles away, there is a stream with a width of eight feet, named Xiangxi. One, the famous mountain..."

This is a monograph on geography, which records the topography and landforms of Dacang in detail.

But geography is how you remember it?
Use words to record everything, use east, west, and northwest to express directions, and use miles to distinguish distances?

Not just this piece of paper, but all the papers in his room are like this.

My God, who can understand your geography monograph?
Who is in the mood to watch?

Based on your messy southeast, northwest, and miles, who can find out where it is?Your record of this is definitely an unprecedented large project. If others want to understand it, it will burn astronomical numbers of brain cells to death...

Geography is really not your game.

He breathed out lightly: "The book written by Li Lao should be a monograph on geography, which records in detail the mountains, rivers, and cities in Dacang."

Elder Li had a look of complacency on his face: "Tell me, if I finish this great work, will it be considered a great achievement? Is it enough to make a fortune?"

"Cough..." Lin Su really couldn't answer. If he said yes against his will, he was worried that the old man would never turn back on this wrong road. If he said no, he was also worried that the old man's hundreds of years of labor would be rejected. , I can't get up in one breath.

(End of this chapter)