Li Xianyuan's heart felt empty for no reason. The www.biquge.info people of the pen and the fun pavilion are so strange. He lived alone in the mountains for thirteen years, and after only 10 days of coming down the mountain to join the WTO, he became unbearable and lonely.

He was used to having a Li Wan'er chirping around him, and he disappeared suddenly, making Li Xianyuan's heart empty.

Relying on concentration to forcibly suppress his inner emotions, Li Xianyuan closed his eyes again, so that his mind was no longer cranky.

At first, countless fragments flashed in his mind, but as time passed, Li Xianyuan's breathing tended to be stable, and his distracting thoughts gradually decreased.

In the dead of night, it is not far from the second watch.

Li Xianyuan sat straight at the table, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Time passed, and suddenly felt that his body seemed to float up, and Li Xianyuan couldn't help but open his eyes strangely. I saw myself in a simple room for some reason.

The room can be described as a house with four walls, four yellow mud walls without doors and windows, and even a roof, and you can see the bright night sky when you look up.

Suddenly appeared in a different place, Li Xianyuan's mood was inevitably disturbed, and he suddenly retreated from it.

When consciousness returned, Li Xianyuan's body suddenly froze, and the moment he withdrew, he only felt a stream of heat bloom along the center of his eyebrows, quickly spreading to his whole body.

The vague memories in the back of my mind became clear, and some things that had been almost forgotten were recalled. Including essays, poems, and essays learned in previous lives.

In this way, it is more convenient for Li Xianyuan to copy.

The heat came and went as fast as it could, but a few breaths dissipated in an instant.

Li Xianyuan blinked his eyes and looked around, his five senses had not become sensitive, and they were still the same as before. Only the speed of thinking and memory are a few points faster than before.

It's still thunder and rain.

Whether it is a quotation Qu Xingli or a communication Mingtang, they all give people a kind of: go to the inn to eat, Xiao Er brought up the fragrant fried chicken, grabbed it and took a bite only to find that it was made of tofu.

"This Mingtang...... It's really shabby. Li Xianyuan stood up with a muttering to himself and came to the bronze mirror in the corner of the room.

The appearance has not changed......

As soon as he thought of this, Li Xianyuan noticed that there was a little more strangeness between his eyebrows.

It is far away from candlelight, and it is dim and difficult to see. Li Xianyuan turned around and took the oil lamp and looked at the bronze mirror again, and sure enough, he saw a faint ink mark between his eyebrows.

Li Xianyuan raised his hand to rub it, but the mark did not fall. The towel was dipped in some water to wipe it, and there were still ink marks on the red eyebrows.

Li Xianyuan simply ignored it for the time being, and returned to the table with the oil lamp in his hand and sat down. When he exited the Ming Hall, he glanced at it and noticed something hanging on the mud wall in front of him.

Calm down, close your eyes again, and communicate with Mingtang again.

With the experience of the past, this time it was easier to enter. Within a moment, Li Xianyuan's figure appeared in the burrow again.

To avoid being kicked out again, Li Xianyuan walked quickly to the mud wall in front of him. And I saw a pair of poems pasted on it. The poem is nothing else, it is half of the Gulang Yuexing written by Li Xianyuan in the children's life test.

At this time, it was in the middle of the main wall, emitting a faint milky white fluorescence, slowly rising, blending into the night.

I think that all the poems made will appear on the walls of the Ming Hall. The half of the prodigy poem that he read during the day was not written, so it is not among them.

Li Xianyuan stretched out his hand and pushed the mud wall, and the mud wall that looked precarious did not move at all. As soon as his mind moved, the flowers in front of him returned to reality.

He took out the folded rice paper from his baggage, flattened it and pressed a corner with an oil lamp, took out a brush and dipped it in the teacup, and began to write.

Prodigy poems

The Son of Heaven is heroic,

The article teaches Cao Er.

Everything is inferior,

Only reading is high.

The faint sound of reading slowly appeared, and when Li Xianyuan stopped writing, it suddenly disappeared like a bubble. Li Xianyuan moved the oil lamp, shook the rice paper and let the ink on it dry, then carefully rolled up the baggage, closed his eyes and concentrated on Mingtang.

The figure appeared in the Mingtang Burrow, and Li Xianyuan raised his eyes to look. Sure enough, I saw new poems emerging on the main wall.

The new prodigy poem suddenly shone brightly, and the paper carrying the verses pressed towards Gu Langyuexing. Gu Lang Yuexing is also not to be outdone. The two poems were divided into two poems, and finally the brilliance disappeared at the same time, each occupying half of the main wall.

With the appearance of the prodigy poem, the Mingtang Mansion also underwent subtle changes. The rough and uneven parts of the mud walls become somewhat smoother.

Shiwen Zhenmingtang, is this the magic power of children?

I don't know what it will be like when the poem hangs all over the wall and there is nowhere to hang.

Li Xianyuan thought in his heart, but it was too early to say this.

He had the heart to write a few poems to see if Mingtang would change, but considering that it was quiet in the dead of night and at the inn, he had to give up.

Back to reality, Li Xianyuan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he pinched the law, and suddenly drank coldly by the candlelight: "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law!"

……

The night was unusually quiet.

Nothing happened, only the candlelight flickered a few times as he waved his sleeves.

The use of Haoran Qi is not mentioned in any allusion, and only the college will teach it. Li Xianyuan now has the aura of grandeur in the Ming Hall, but he can't use it.

Li Xianyuan seemed to hear Li Wan'er's brass bell-like laughter laughing at him, and he couldn't wipe his face for no reason, so he puffed up his mouth and blew out.

"Whew-"

The candlelight shuddered and went out.

The room was dark, and the moonlight poured through the window.

It was late at night.

……

Early in the morning, Li Xianyuan, who was lying on the table, woke up slowly, sat up and stretched his waist to stretch his body.

The sunlight shines through the window, and the noise of the street is faintly heard.

Push open the window and fresh air rushes in.

After washing, Li Xianyuan tied his hair into a bun in front of the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, the faint ink marks in the center of the eyebrows have changed a little, originally there was only one, but now there is one more, and the two ink marks are like broken plum blossoms. With indifferent eyes, Li Xianyuan added a touch of fairy temperament.

This skin is enough to go to the village and pretend to be a god to go down to earth.

is similar to what Li Xianyuan guessed, and the ink marks on the eyebrows are related to Mingtang.

After tidying up his clothes, carrying a painting tube, he went downstairs to the backyard to feed Xiaoqing hay, and Li Xianyuan went out without breakfast.

On the way, I met a well-known young man, dressed in a colorful and green brocade dress, eating half a chicken leg with a mouth full of oil, followed by a family member carrying a big bag.

The two had no intersection, but the young man recognized Li Xianyuan, and the chicken leg was thrown back and ran towards Li Xianyuan. This is a pain for the family behind him, carrying a huge burden and shouting to the young master to wait for me, panting to catch up.

"Brother Li, Brother Li!" The young man ran over like a familiar man, rubbing his dirty hands on his body, and his face was excited: "I'm Shen Sheng, just call me Dasheng." ”

Li Xianyuan has seen him and is one of the thirty-two children on the list. Nodding to him, "I recognize you." ”

The boy was even more excited when he heard this, and almost pouted and flew up. Around Li Xianyuan, he shouted and asked for warmth, looking like a little follower.

The young man didn't have much scheming, and said in a few words that his father asked him to make friends with Li Xianyuan.

The two walked together and came all the way to the front of the academy.