When Gu Yun heard Wang Shouren, he was also taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Could it be that he is writing the recipe for thirteen incense?"

"Get out! That's Wang Shouyi!"

"Aren't they brothers?

Erha roared, "Shut up, imbecile!

Gu Yun tiptoed over, afraid of alarming these people.

Erha couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded, "Idiot! Why are you acting like a thief! Just walk over, they can't see you!"

Gu Yun immediately relaxed when he heard this, and then hurriedly climbed up the hill and entered the pavilion.

The four of them really didn't see him, they still drank and wrote, talking and laughing.

Gu Yun looked closely, and saw that the four people were all brilliant in literary quality and elegant, and at first glance they were people who read poetry and books.

Among them, the one holding the pen in his hand, his face is thin, his cheekbones are slightly protruding, his eyes are radiant, as if he has seen through the heavens, and he looks like a fairy wind and bones, and he has a demeanor in his gestures, which is impressive.

At this time, one of the people said to the person who wrote the pen, "Brother Bo'an, is it a great work? I can't wait!"

The person holding the pen dropped the last word on the rice paper, then blew on the ink a few times, and said, "This is the poem! ”

The man hurriedly said, "Brother Bo'an, how dare you get an axe in the next class?" Hehe, come, let's enjoy it first. ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly picked up the rice paper, opened it and read it softly.

Watch the puppet rhyme

Everywhere is a theater, why do you need a puppet to go to the theater at night.

The prosperity is too much for three more, and fame and fortune lead people to a long line.

The child should argue with himself, and the dwarf is even more sorrowful.

Who knows the original face, and learns from the bottle.

As soon as this man finished reading, the other two immediately applauded in unison!

"What a poem!

"This poem borrows the puppet table, but it tells the truth of 'fame and fortune', which is really thought-provoking and deafening!"

Gu Yun looked at the four of them a little confused, because what they said was not authentic and ordinary, and he couldn't understand it a little.

But looking at the words on the paper, I feel vigorous and powerful, and at the same time elegant, I can't help but admire it.

At this time, Erha screamed again, "Imbecile, what are you still doing in a daze! Hurry up and drip blood on the paper, we're going to send it!"

As soon as Gu Yun heard that he was going to send it, he bit the wound on his index finger that had just healed a little without saying a word, and then dripped the blood on the paper.

Something magical happened!

I saw that after the red blood came into contact with the white paper, it quickly spread, dyeing the whole paper red!

No, not just the whole paper, but everything around it as far as the eye could see was red, and even the night sky was red!

Then, that blood-red leaped up from the paper and rushed directly into his forehead!

Gu Yun was completely stunned, he only felt his brain buzz for a moment, and then the sound of the recitation of this puppet poem sounded in his mind, and the aftermath lingered.

It took a few seconds for the vision to cease completely.

Erha burst out laughing, "Haha! Puppet poem! And it's Wang Yangming's puppet poem! Imbecile, let's get big!"

Gu Yun was really shocked this time.

"Wang Yangming, you say that this Wang Shouren is the Wang Yangming who was a thief in the Ming Dynasty?"

Even if Gu Yun is a rich second generation who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, but he is also a college student, how can he not have heard of Wang Yangming?

This top thinker born in the Ming Dynasty, proficient in Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, he founded the Yangming Xinxue, which was the top Xianxue that overshadowed any other Confucian doctrine in the Ming Dynasty, and was directly worshiped as a holy science, so that the Yangming Xinxue must be tested in every period of the imperial examination in the middle and late Ming Dynasty.

Wang Yangming's doctrine also has an extremely far-reaching influence in East Asia, for example, the so-called "god of war" of the RB Navy in the Meiji period, Togo Heihachiro, is his iron fan, and once said that "all his life bows his head and worships Yangming".

This is the real first brother of the Ming Dynasty, and the limelight overshadows any emperor.

Later generations undisputedly ranked him alongside Confucius, Mencius, and Zhu Xi, and collectively called the four "Confucius, Mengzi, Zhu, and Wang", which shows how good he is!

This poem written by a great god who is shoulder-to-shoulder with a saint, Gu knows that it is definitely not simple when he thinks about it with his toes!

But what exactly is it for?

He was about to ask this question when he suddenly noticed a huge earthquake under his feet, and then the hills and pavilions sank, and the lake spread upwards again, and in a few seconds there was only a white lake around him.

He found himself immersed in water.

"Damn, how can this be?"

"The spiritual land is gone, fool! It used to be a hill, but then a landslide formed a lake. The disappearance of the spiritual land will of course restore the current scene. ”

"But why didn't I see the mountain during the day, but only a gazebo?"

"There are two kinds of spiritual land, yin and yang, during the day it is yang spiritual land, and there are few scenes that open under the suppression of the sun, so you can only see a gazebo, and it is still a virtual scene, you can't see it, but the advantage is that you can increase your spiritual power by being close to the spiritual land during the day. ”

"At night, it's a yin spirit land, not only are there many open scenes, but they are all real scenes that can be touched, and the disadvantage is that it must be consumed, that is, burning spiritual power can be approached. But there is also one biggest benefit, that is, it is possible to get spiritual treasures and even artifacts. Didn't you imbecile just pick it up with shit?"

Gu Yun was overjoyed after hearing this, "Then you said that what I picked up just now is not an artifact, this is written by Wang Yangming himself!"

"Artifact, is the artifact so easy to pick up, idiot!" Erha snorted coldly, "But you're also lucky, this poem is a puppet poem, which is rare, and it is from Wang Yangming's hand, so it is even rarer." Although Wang Yangming at that time was still far from his peak, at least this was a fourth-grade spiritual treasure!"

"Sipin, is it strong?"

"Hehe, with your IQ, it's hard for me to explain it to you. Erha said coldly.

"Okay, then tell me how it works?" Gu Yun asked again.

"Puppet poem, what's the use of what you say? Are you stupid trying to piss Uncle Ben to death?"

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said with wide eyes, "Could it be that you can summon a puppet? It's the equivalent of picking up a dog book?"

He was agitated for a moment, and then said, "Did it just exist in my brain, and what should I do with it?"

"it! wait until you wake up!"

……

When Gu Yun returned to the house, it was already past four o'clock in the morning.

Outside the door, about five or six bodyguards were patrolling back and forth, and when they saw Gu Yun, their eyes looked like they were going to eat people.

Can you not be angry?

Just because of this kid, they fed the mosquitoes outside all night, and the mosquitoes in the mountains are numerous and poisonous, and now each of them has pimples on their faces, and each of them has a pimple!

If it weren't for this kid who had to sleep in the same room with Qin Xueqing, wouldn't they have come back quietly at night and leaned by the window to listen to the movements?

Gu Yun stubbornly greeted them with a bunch of murderous eyes, and then entered the house.

The bodyguards immediately put their ears to the window.

Opening the door, Gu Yun saw that Qin Xueqing was still lying on the chair, but she was already asleep.