He took the Ming Yuan Sword and immediately turned around and went out. Fly into the sky and come to the master's premises. Qin Wufang sat on the bamboo chair behind the bookcase, with a blank paper booklet spread out in front of him. Han Yiming knew at a glance that it was the secretary of the head of Lingshan. Qin Wufang said: "Well, Yiming, you come, you come." Han Yiming walked to the bookcase, Qin Wufang picked up the secretary, handed it to him and said, "You open it and take a look." Han Yiming's heart jumped, and then he suppressed it again, and the master uncle showed himself the secretary in charge!

looked at the secretary in the master's hand for a moment, and was about to reach out to take the book, only to hear the master's uncle: "Yiming, I have already read the records in this secretary's book." But the other day, I saw in this book a past that I hadn't seen before, and I didn't know why. Let's call it the past, all the records in the book are the past. That's when you happened to flip through the book. Later, I looked at it carefully, and what I saw when you flipped through the book, I never saw it again. So I'm calling you here, and I'll look at the book again, and I'll take a closer look at it, and I don't know if I'll have some clues. ”

I see! Han Yiming suddenly became ashamed, the master just wanted to read the past in the book, and had no other intentions. But I thought about it a lot, and I could see how confused my heart was at these times! I made up my mind, reached out and took the book, and said, "Master, uncle, I'll turn the book for you." Qin Wufang nodded and smiled slightly.

Qin Wufang's eyes were clear, and his smile was indescribably warm, Han Yiming couldn't help but wonder, did the master know all about the chaos he had been in these days? Although the master uncle did not blame himself, he should also be vigilant and restrain his intentions. took the secretary in charge, put the secretary in front of the master, and stood on the right side of the bookcase, and said, "Master, I opened it." Qin Wufang nodded, and Han Yiming reached out to open the book cover.

The page of the book was still a white page, slightly yellowed, Han Yiming couldn't see anything, but he saw Qin Wufang looking at the white paper carefully, there seemed to be endless mysteries on the white paper, which made him meditative. Han Yiming stood aside and looked at the white page carefully, but he didn't see anything unusual, while the master uncle was motionless at the white page. Han Yiming didn't say anything, and stood quietly aside.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt that the shadow of the sun had moved slightly to the side. It's a shame that he is not as weak as he was when he went up the mountain, if he was then, I am afraid that he would have already collapsed to the ground. Even now, his legs are a little stiff. Suddenly, I only heard the master say: "Well, Yiming, you turn the page." Han Yiming hurriedly stretched out his hand, gently lifted a blank page, and turned a new page, Qin Wufang suddenly said, "You don't have to stand, just sit down." I'll call you when I'm done. With a wave of his hand, a bamboo chair had fallen behind him. Han Yiming was indeed a little tired from standing, so he said, "Thank you, Master!" and sat down on the bamboo chair.

He was bored, and not a single word appeared above the secretary, so he could only wait for the master to finish reading, and get up to turn the pages for the master uncle. After waiting for a long time, seeing that the sun was tilted to the west, I heard the master say, "Well, you can turn another page for me." Han Yiming stood up and turned another page.

As soon as the page was turned, a small ink dot appeared on the white paper. Han Yiming couldn't help but be stunned, he obviously turned over the book, although the pages were not white, but the paper was yellowed, and there was no ink dot writing on it. At this moment, an ink dot suddenly appeared, and it was a little strange to think that he didn't sit down, so he stood aside and stared at the ink dot to take a closer look.

No matter how he looked at it, it was a dot of ink, and he couldn't see any other mystery. Han Yiming's eyes were sour, and he didn't see any changes in it. I couldn't help but reach out and press my eyes, and then opened them, only to see that the ink dots were gone, and on this page, a flower slowly appeared, Liao Liao stroked a few strokes, but the shape of the flower had been clearly outlined, the petals were clean, it was a snow lotus. After a few moments, the snow lotus disappeared, and a line of small words appeared. This line of small print may seem incomplete, and after every two or three words, there is a gap. In a line of words, there are less than ten words, and the rest of the words are missing.

The first thing Han Yiming saw was the word "Ziyi" in it. After the two words, there is a vacancy, and then after it, it is the word "purple clothes", and then down is the word "Lingshan", and then down, there is only one word, which is the word "spirit". Han Yiming was puzzled, but he finally saw the words on the secretary, and it was a word other than his own name, so he couldn't help but stare at it carefully.

But only a moment later, the words disappeared from the paper, and in front of him was still the slightly yellowed white paper. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Master Uncle, the disciple has seen one, a snow lotus!" Qin Wufang raised his eyes, looked at him, and said, "Well, I'm sorry for you." With that, he lowered his head and looked at the secretary carefully. Han Yiming didn't expect the master to say this, so he didn't want to ask any more questions, and sat quietly on the side.

Qin Wufang looked at the secretary and raised his head until he saw the sun set and the house was full of golden afterglow. glanced at Han Yiming: "Yiming, I've kept you waiting for a long time." Well, just see it here today, and you can turn it down for me tomorrow. Han Yiming stood up and said, "Yes." Qin Wufang was silent for a while, and said, "Yiming, you told me earlier that you saw a snow lotus, well, that is also a part of Lingshan's past. You'll learn about it, and I won't explain it to you. Well, you have to remember that anything you see in the secretary can't be mentioned to your brothers, it can only be buried deep in your heart. ”

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and said, "Don't worry, Master, the disciple is not a person who talks much. Qin Wufang smiled: "I'm not worried, you can be regarded as a relatively calm disciple, and you generally don't easily say what you hear and see, and you keep it in your heart." I don't want you to mention this to your brothers, because what you see can only be regarded as a small fragment, and if you say it, everyone will guess together, and it will only deviate from the original face of the matter. Han Yiming nodded and said, "Disciple, remember the teachings of the master!" Qin Wufang looked at the secretary for another moment and closed the page. Han Yiming got up and said goodbye.

Back at the meditation house, it was dinner time. poured the jasper bamboo, had dinner with Gu Qingquan, and talked to Gu Qingquan and Shen Ruofu, before I knew it, the moon had risen a little. Although he had shown what he had done today, he was unprecedentedly tired, sitting on the side and listening to the two senior brothers talking, he was already sleepy, and quietly yawned a few times.

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How are you doing on May Day? I hope you all have fun!