"You've known each other for a long time?" Silong listened carefully to the old principal's story from thirty years ago. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That's right, that's a very intimate feeling, perhaps, every enlightened monk will have such a temperament, right?" The old headmaster recalled with a smile, "It was the first time that I was an atheist, and I had talked to an old monk for so long. ”

"In the end, I found out that the monk had heard about the time capsule and had come here."

Silong asked, "That monk, also want to write a letter and put it in the time bag?" ”

The old principal shook his head: "No, he came, what he wanted to put was not a letter." ”

"Is this it?" Silong asked, picking up the parchment scroll.

The old headmaster nodded: "That's right, that's it." ”

Suddenly, Silong remembered that on the day the time capsule was opened, the crowd of onlookers said that thirty years ago, the old principal had asked a monk to open the time capsule, and now it seems that this monk should be the name that the old principal is talking about now.

Silong frowned, looking at the sheepskin roll in his hand in a daze: "That monk, put this sheepskin roll in the time capsule?" Do you want to leave it to someone? ”

Silong was 100% sure that he didn't know the old monk, in that case, could it be said that this parchment was not reserved for himself?

Thinking of this, Silong couldn't help but be a little excited, because this parchment scroll was not an ordinary parchment scroll, and it recorded something related to magic.

If this parchment scroll is specially left, then its real owner should also know magic, and that person should be a fantasy magician like Silong.

Enchanter? Silong really wanted to meet the real owner of the parchment scroll, and he wanted to ask clearly, what happened to Silong himself, what was it?

But, alas, Silong's hopes were dashed, because the old headmaster gave him an even more surprising answer.

I saw that the old principal shook his head, then nodded again, and said, "This parchment scroll is indeed specially reserved for people, but this person is none other than you." ”

"Huh? It's me? No way? "Thirty years before Silong was born, and even his parents haven't known each other, this parchment scroll was left to him by the old monk? How is this possible.

But sometimes it's just that unbelievable.

The old headmaster said with great certainty: "Yes, at that time, I remember very clearly, the monk was sure that in thirty years, there would be a person who would come to claim this parchment, and I thought it was incredible at that time. ”

"However, it wasn't until the teacher in charge of the time capsule told me the day before yesterday that you had come into contact with the time capsule that I understood the meaning of the four sentences left by the old monk."

"Four sentences?"

"A new bow sinks to the bottom of the river, and the green mountains on all sides enter the painting; Soaring clouds and fog extraordinary class; Grace rain on earth. The old principal said, "It turns out that these four sentences are your name." ”

Silong was stunned for a moment, and he quickly chewed on the old principal's words. A new bow sinks to the bottom of the river, and the green mountains on all sides enter the painting - composed of a single character, and the last two sentences are obviously talking about the ancient auspicious dragon.

The four sentences add up to the word "Silong".

At that time, the old monk only threw these four sentences to the old principal, but did not explain what the meaning was, until the day before yesterday, a teacher from Qingbei University told the old principal that a student named "Silong" had touched the time capsule without authorization, and the old principal suddenly realized.

And at this moment, there was only one thought in Silong's mind - it couldn't be such a coincidence, right?

"Old ...... Old Headmaster, could this just be a coincidence? Silong asked, "Could these four sentences mean something else?" ”

The old principal smiled slightly: "Coincidence? Silong, do you think all this is really a coincidence? ”

Silong was stunned, yes, all this, is it really a coincidence of knowledge?

"Silong, you are also a top student in Qingbei, you should know Occam's razor."

"If it's not necessary, don't add entities, simple is effective."

"Yes, the fewer assumptions there are, the closer they are to the truth." The old headmaster looked at Silong, "Do you understand?" ”

Silong nodded: "That's what I said, but using the laws of science to explain such an unscientific thing, old principal, don't you think it's a bit ridiculous?" ”

"Huh?" The old principal was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Hahaha...... yes, yes, it's kind of ridiculous. ”

The old headmaster smiled happily, he hadn't laughed so easily for a long time after being nourished by Silong's magic.

It may be that the old headmaster and Silong made too much noise in the room, which alarmed the people outside, and the old headmaster's son and the old students thought that something was going on in the house.

"Dad, what's wrong?" The old principal's son anxiously opened the door, and behind the door were the old principal's old students.

But when they saw that Silong and the old principal were laughing heartily in the room, they were all surprised.

Especially the old principal's son, before he left the house, the old principal's complexion was very bad, so he never dared to leave.

But if you look at it now, the old principal's face is full of red light, and his complexion is several times better than what he didn't know just now, and then looking at the smile on his face, people wonder if he is really suffering from an incurable disease.

"Dad? You...... Are you alright? Seeing that the old principal was suddenly unusual, as a son, his heart was full of worry, and he suddenly remembered a word - back to the light.

It is said that when a person is about to die, that person's complexion will suddenly turn for the better, making people mistakenly think that everything is over, but they don't know that it is just the last dazzling light that bursts out before the oil runs out.

The son of the old principal, facing the old principal whose complexion had changed greatly, this thought flashed in his mind.

"Ji Dong, how can you lie to me, the old principal's complexion is so good, you actually fooled us, saying that the old principal's body is very weak." Behind the door, the old headmaster's students spoke.

Zhang Jidong said: "Uncle and aunt, my father's health is indeed not very good. ”

"Ji Dong, don't talk about it," the old principal said, "Don't be outside, let's all come in." ”

"Oh, good."

"Come on, come on, everybody come in."

As he spoke, several people hula squeezed into the ward, and the ward, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly seemed congested.

"Old principal, you have to take good care of your health, those troubles in the school, you can't be paid if you can."

"That is, I have been busy for Qingbei for most of my life, and it is time to enjoy Qingfu at home."

Everyone was gossiping, and they were all concerned about the old principal.

The old principal smiled and nodded: "Hey, me, it's just hard work, if you are idle, you will feel uncomfortable, forget it, while I haven't been disliked, let's make more contributions to the school." ”