Ruins of the past

Listening to this familiar tone and smell, Zhang Haizhu knew who was coming without turning his head to look.

He glanced sideways at Jiang Longyu, feeling that his fists were hardened, and said angrily: "Jiang Longyu, I have heard your words at least the third time since morning."

"Aren't you tired of saying the same thing so many times?"

Fourteen-year-old Jiang Longyu glanced disdainfully, not paying attention to what Zhang Haizhu said, but trying hard to observe Chu Qiguang's reaction.

As a talented person, Jiang Longyu was destined to be one of the eight generals of the prosperous Han Dynasty. Since he was a child, he had enjoyed treatment as a genius that ordinary people could not imagine.

But while enjoying these benefits, he also needs to be forced to put in more effort and boring work than ordinary people imagine.

His life from childhood to adulthood was spent in cultivation, study and fighting.

In such a boring life day after day, year after year, Jiang Longyu is not an iron man, and he will naturally gradually feel bored, bored, and irritable.

Especially when he was a child, that feeling became stronger.

Why do you have to practice so hard?

I'm so tired and want to do something else.

Want to go out and play.

Similar thoughts always popped up in his mind, but they were suppressed by the adults and he continued to practice with high intensity.

So naturally, he would look for some ways to reduce stress, calm his mental state, and make his daily practice less boring.

Jiang Longyu still remembers the first time he discovered that kind of happiness when he was eight years old.

At that time, Jiang Longyu, who had just practiced martial arts for a year, had already caught up with his brother who was five years older than him.

On that originally very boring afternoon, Jiang Longyu looked at his brother who was knocked to the ground by him, saw the unwillingness, shame and anger on his face, and watched him run out crying in the end...

For the first time, he felt extremely happy and felt that his cultivation was meaningful.

Defend the country? Revitalize the Han Dynasty? Save the common people?

These truths that have been taught to him since childhood have never been the purpose of Jiang Longyu's hard training.

The reason why he practices so hard is to enjoy the pleasure of being stepped on by his opponents one after another, and to enjoy the envy and jealous eyes of others.

If Chu Qiguang can relieve stress by petting cats, and Yi Siman can relieve stress by playing, then for Jiang Longyu...

The most stress-relieving thing is in the process of continuous progress, watching the people he surpassed and defeated one by one, watching them look shocked, envious, jealous, unbelievable, angry and helpless.

Every time he admires the changes in other people's expressions, he feels extremely happy, and even feels more efficient in his cultivation.

At this moment, when he saw Chu Qiguang still looking at the book in his hand expressionlessly, Jiang Longyu said again: "Chu Qiguang, you should also pay more attention to the realm of martial arts, otherwise I would be one level higher than you now. I’m in such a bad state, there’s no point winning against you.”

Chu Qiguang raised his head and glanced at Jiang Longyu. The words next to him read: Xiao Jiang who loves to show off.

He replied casually: "Whether you are interested or not is none of my business."

Jiang Longyu was shocked when he heard this, and said again: "Chu Qiguang... you are only in the third realm now, and I am in the fourth realm now! You have been completely surpassed by me!"

Chu Qiguang: "Oh."

Jiang Longyu looked at Chu Qiguang in disbelief. He had surpassed so many opponents, and he had never seen anyone as calm and expressionless as Chu Qiguang.

'How can it be? I surpassed Chu Qiguang... Why wasn't he shocked? Isn't he envious? Not jealous? ’

Jiang Longyu said reluctantly: "Don't you have anything else to say?"

Chu Qiguang thought for a while and said: "No...do you have anything else to do? I'm going to the big library."

Today was the day he and the janitor agreed to read the pages on the second floor.

When leaving Chu Qiguang's small courtyard, Jiang Longyu only felt that his chest was tight and blocked, and there was no sense of the pleasure of surpassing his opponent in the past.

'wrong. "Jiang Longyu recalled in his mind Chu Qiguang's beating of students, his positive performance in class, and his arrogance when he was in the ring with him. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "Chu Qiguang is so arrogant, so show-loving, and so pushy. How could people not care? ’

‘He must be pretending not to care, but he is definitely extremely envious and jealous. ’

Thinking of this, Jiang Longyu felt that his mood suddenly improved a lot: 'Humph, at worst, when he is in the ring, he will be beaten until he can no longer pretend. ’

But after a while, Jiang Longyu had a new goal when he heard the passing students discussing Li He's affairs.

‘Next I want to surpass Li He and officially defeat him in the ring. I want everyone to know that I, Jiang Longyu, am the most powerful. ’

…

Big library.

Chu Qiguang was brought into the room again by the gatekeeper and Lin Lan, and his eyes unknowingly glanced at the words on Lin Lan's body.

‘Lost souls. ’

‘Why is this? Does it mean that Lin Lan is confused? Or is there a lack of memory in her? Have a personality problem? ’

'Or who lied to her? ’

During this period, Chu Qiguang used his eyes to constantly look at people and objects, and he could be regarded as summing up some rules.

First of all, ordinary items will basically not have any useful descriptions. Even if he doesn't concentrate on looking at them, there will be no description at all.

As for the various intelligent beings of humans and demons, their words are few and concise, often just simple descriptions. For example, this is the case for Qiao Zhi, my sister, Jiang Longyu and Lin Lan in front of me.

The objects with the most words are those related to various mysterious histories, such as the Huangtian Dao incantation that Chu Qiguang saw before, and the many historical materials seen in the big library, from which a lot of valuable information can be obtained.

As if feeling Chu Qiguang's constant gaze, Lin Lan turned around and smiled: "Brother Chu, I read the poetry collection you brought me. It's very interesting. And those last few pages... it's you Did you write it?"

Looking at Lin Lan's flashing blue eyes, Chu Qiguang smiled and said: "These are all my humble works written in my spare time, which made Miss Lin laugh."

Ahem... The gatekeeper looked at the two people getting closer and closer. He coughed and said to Chu Qiguang: "Okay, stop talking. Don't you really want to see the follow-up content? Then hurry up Take a look."

Chu Qiguang sat at the desk, took the pages the janitor took out of the box, and started reading.

The first thing that caught Chu Qiguang's eyes were the lines of words floating in the air.

…

Diary of a possessed monk.

After undergoing twisted training, he gradually became a possessed monk.

The Sumeru King Sutra is originally the first of the Twenty-Five True Dharmas.

It is the first way to enter Taoism discovered by mankind.

But it is said that after the Buddha left.

The monks who preserved the scriptures discovered its dark side.

Just one update tonight. Three families in the building were renovating, and they were almost noisy to death in the afternoon. Later, I felt that there was too much movement upstairs. When I went up, I found that steel bars were being cut... I was researching whether it was a load-bearing wall and looking for a property. I was really annoyed.