He opened his eyes and saw familiar rooms, familiar windows, familiar smells and familiar people, but his memory stayed in the face that was swallowed by the storm at that moment.

It was as if he had a long, long dream

In the dream, you can only see the West Sea that should have been wiped out, there is a dragon that swims in the sky without restraint, there is an ancient book that has been old for a long time, the paper is broken, and even many places have yellowed the years left.

But this dream is real, even if the dream in his mind is gone, he can still feel the temperature from the West Sea, the feeling of helplessness before the end comes, and the arms in the body, with this unrealistic dream, he can still feel the eyes that are desperate and unwilling in the abyss but pinning their last hope on them before leaving.

It wasn't until he touched the yellowed page of the book and felt its afterglow that he suddenly realized that it was no longer a dream after so many experiences.

This night, he felt that he didn't need to be too entangled in the past, he felt that in the face of the extermination, he was defeated by the disappearance of his parents, he could still ridicule himself for being too naïve, he thought that responsibility was the reason, but it was not an excuse for decadence.

"Yu Wenwu. ”

At the last moment, he called his real name, a word that was obviously disrespectful to his elders, and even though he couldn't see the end of the abyss, he still felt that he seemed to be smiling freely.

"Knock knock!"

There were a few gentle knocks outside the door, Zhou Yusheng answered, the person who knocked on the door gently pushed the door open, walked on the side, and there were a few hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Mr. Zhao, you're here. ”

The tall figure who walked out of the house was Mr. Zhao, who had not seen him for a long time.

"You're okay for the rest of your life. ”

Zhou Yusheng shook his head and said that he was fine.

"Today's practice should be delayed, and I won't be in a hurry for a while. ”

Zhou Yusheng still shook his head and said that he could.

"Alright then, I'll be waiting for you at the old place later. Mr. Zhao smiled dotingly.

Saying that, he really just left. Zhou Yusheng stayed where he was, as if talking to himself into the air, "Mr. Zhao, it seems that someone's trick of impersonating you is too clumsy. ”

○ "Haha! You kid is getting more and more old-fashioned when he talks, but don't learn from your storyteller, arguing is called a chatter, and we'll see what he's going to do." Outside the window, the window shook imperceptibly, and in the empty room, a strong and powerful voice laughed out.

"Forget it, what if I don't have the power to help. Zhou Yusheng said helplessly.

"It seems that you have read a lot of useless books, and you actually know about the Ice Silk Mask. He smiled noncommittally.

"It is recorded in the book that although the Ice Silk Mask has no spiritual power requirements for immortal cultivators, at least it is absolutely impossible for mortals to urge the Ice Silk Mask, and the Ice Silk Mask is expensive, and it is not something that ordinary people can buy in the market casually, as far as I know, there is absolutely no precedent for us to sell this kind of thing in Qingshui City, and the recent sales record is still in Daqi, so I suspect that this person is very likely to be a Daqi person. Zhou Yusheng continued.

"Either way, no matter what. Then I'll go and see. You cultivate the second potential well, and in another three years, you will have to go to that Huainan, you are different from those who were born with a golden key, and many things can only be experienced by you, and you will know how realistic this world is. Mr. Zhao said with some seriousness.

Zhou Yusheng's heart warmed, and he nodded without saying anything, and watched Mr. Zhao walk out.

Only then did he have time to look at the tattered page that had been in his sleeve, and he took out the torn page from his sleeve, and then flattened the rolled page with his hand, and looked at it intently.

The entire page is full of words, densely packed with all kinds of words, and these pages are mixed with a few strange mysterious symbols between the lines, but in addition to the broken paper and the difficult to understand the text, a thin piece of paper looks ordinary, not at all as magical as imagined.

Moreover, there are many types of characters, and there are hundreds of different shapes of characters, and although the Terran characters are also included in this dotted list, they only occupy a few rows of space on a whole page.

Zhou Yusheng only felt that his eyes were looking, and his mind was about to be unable to withstand the infusion of so much information, the corners of his mouth were twitching, dazzling, and his eyes were dizzying like astronomical text arrangement, he hurriedly withdrew the gaze that probed in it, and retracted the paper back into the bag on his sleeve.

"It seems that if you want to read these words, you have to look at the dictionaries of different races. As if he had made up his mind, he jumped up from the bed, and in the process of getting up, he lifted the civilian clothes that the palace maids had put aside by the bed early, and put them on in one fell swoop.

"There is a bookstore in the east of the city, and I don't know if this kind of dictionary sells it. ”

He suddenly remembered that there was a bookstore in the remote east of the city. For Zhou Yusheng, there are many kinds of library pavilions, but there are no dictionaries similar to other languages.

Even if I don't have expectations for the bookstore in the east of the city, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, so I have to try to see if there is one.

Zhou Yusheng thought about it, while he had already crossed the palace controlled by layers, wearing an old shirt on his body, walking through the market where not many pedestrians had walked by, looking at the three, three, two, two horsemen who stopped at the entrance of Qingshui City, and said

"Mafu, go to the Sanyou bookstore in the east of the city. ”

○ "Okay, the young master is going to the bookstore of Lao Li Tou in the east of the city." Seeing Zhou Yusheng get into the carriage, he immediately said with a smile on his face.

"Lao Litou, if there is only one bookstore in the east of the city, it is probably so. He pondered for a moment, then slowly replied.

"Young master, you can sit down!" I only heard the groom in the gray robe suddenly shout loudly, the whole person shook his head, the long whip in his hand waved, a whip beyond the reach of the whip, the carriage slowly drove through the streets, the horse's hooves stepped rapidly, a loud cry in the nose, a breath of white gas, and the neighing of the elder.

The streets of the city were long gone, except for the sound of horse-drawn carriages rolling past the wheels. Out of the city gate, the carriage headed for the outskirts of the city.

Looking at those people going to the empty shop and residence, Zhou Yusheng's eyes were sour, and he was a little thoughtful, at the moment when he passed through the "Tianbao Pavilion", he could still see the thin figure running out of the alley through the tower with the door closed, just to see the joy and shyness of the moment he liked the girl.

It's just that three years ago, from the day I didn't know what day, the day I returned to that moment after copying the path, all that was left of the huge Tianbao Pavilion was an empty counter and an empty mansion with no one walking around.

It has been three years since the pigeon flew out on that day. In the first year, he still longed for the joy of the girl after receiving the letter, and in the second year, he still missed the girl, but this longing for life seemed to have become only a joke of childhood over time.

In the third year, all he could think of was what the domineering young man had said when he came back from the study.

"The young master has arrived!" the groom chuckled, and Zhou Yusheng immediately took out a string of copper coins from his waist and handed it to the groom.

He immediately nodded in thanks, carefully put away the copper coin in his hand, and drove the red pony towards the distance.

Sanyou Bookstore is located in an extremely remote small town in the east of the city, but because it happened to leave the territory of Daqi at the beginning of its establishment, it has also been under the jurisdiction of Qingshui City for many years.

But his geography is special, with Great Qi in the east and Great Jin in the west, and is at the junction of Great Jin and Great Qi.

And since the beginning of its establishment, it has been deserted and has not improved, but over the years, those shops have gone and gone, and this bookstore has never disappeared like an evergreen tree.

"Guest, there are 3,000 strange books and 50,000 Taoist books in the bookstore, as long as you want, we have them in the bookstore. ”

As if hearing the sound of horses' hooves, a bald head suddenly came out of the room, touched his bare head honestly, and said timidly.

After speaking, he made a pious Ani Buddha gesture and bowed to Zhou Yusheng.

Looking at the little monk in front of him, the young monk who was obviously a few points older than himself, made such a big gift to himself, he was in a hurry, and turned his back and did not face his salute.

The monk smiled slightly, didn't say anything, pulled Zhou Yusheng, and walked to the house.

"May I ask you, junior brother, do you have a dictionary in your bookstore that sells other ethnic languages?" he rubbed his hands together, and the urgency on his face was clearly written on his face.

"Dictionary? The little donor is the first person to ask this for so many years, there are indeed a few copies in the store, but none of them are sold in the bookstore, if the donor is sincere, please move to the temple with me. The young monk was stunned for a moment, and his face involuntarily became strange.

"Donor, if you want to buy some books on strange things, there are them in the store. The young monk took Tang Yusheng and walked towards the back door behind the front desk of the store, which was only blocked by a layer of cloth.

"There are books about the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, preferably the historical classics of the West Sea from ancient times to the present. Zhou Yusheng hesitated for a moment and asked.

"I'm sorry, the donor Xihai is too far away from us, and the extermination of the Xihai clan three hundred years ago was too sudden, and the shopkeeper didn't make a note when he traveled all over the world. The young monk replied with a sad face.

"Then there is no need, it is better to ask the little master to take me to the dictionary as soon as possible. Zhou Yusheng said.

Seeing that Zhou Yusheng had no other intention of buying, the young monk was a little depressed, but after all, he was just a guy in the store, so he followed him into the store according to Zhou Yusheng's wishes.

There are many dark grids in the view, and each dark grid has different degrees of dust, and there is a faint aroma of tea wafting out of the gray-brown rags.

"Little benefactor, I will send you here, you go all the way up the mountain from the foot of the mountain, and you will see a small temple. The guy in the store suddenly stopped in the view, looked at a few silent rooms, turned around to look at Zhou Yusheng with an elegant expression, and smiled indifferently.

Zhou Yusheng nodded, said goodbye to the young monk, and walked towards the mountain alone.

When he was almost halfway up the mountain, Zhou Yusheng saw a temple.

There is also a broken temple on the mountain, this temple can not be broken again, the temple door is almost a big hole, the glass on the window is broken, open the temple door, there is a thick layer of spider web in front of you, look at the ground, the ash has covered your feet, the wall is covered with green moss, and then look at the Buddha statue in the temple, the Buddha statue is wearing a dirty robe with several big holes, the fingers of the Buddha statue have also fallen off several times, the top of the temple is also broken holes, if it rains heavily in the sky, it is also raining lightly in the temple.

Although the broken temple is dilapidated, the towering ancient camphor trees abound in front of the big temple, and two cyan incense burners stand proudly on both sides of the mountainside, blowing by the spring breeze, the dense fog gradually disperses, and the smoke is swirling, as if being in the middle of the nine clouds.

"Donor, I heard from the apprentice that you came up to the mountain to buy a text book. The dilapidated little temple seemed to have a weather-beaten voice, calm, with a little innocent smile, rippling like a bell.

I saw that in the dilapidated small temple, in the center of the wisps of smoke, there was an old man with fairy wind bones, his head was full of silver filaments and was bound there, without a trace of messiness, flowing on his shoulders, shining slightly, he was dressed in a white robe, his posture was ethereal, and in the sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes, quietly telling the vicissitudes of time.

Zhou Yusheng was a little distracted, this immortal who was like a fairy in a mythical story, looked at him with a kind and kind eyes, deeply, without a trace of contempt.

He didn't know what to call it more decently, but when he looked at those eyes, his feet went limp, and he fell to his knees, not daring to look at him.

"The poor monk didn't say anything! The old man smiled heartily, looking at Zhou Yusheng's face, and the smile was even stronger.

"I do have a few dictionaries about the orcs in this book, but can you tell the poor monk what is the use of asking for this? ”

Zhou Yusheng was shocked, knowing that he couldn't tell him what happened in the biography of the turtle, and now he, Zhou Yusheng, curled up on the ground, looked a little funny.

"However, do you know that this kind of thing is not something that you can buy with worldly silver taels, and what you want to get, have you ever thought about what conditions you have to use to get it?" He naturally saw at a glance that Zhou Yusheng seemed to have something unspeakable about this matter, and he no longer pursued this topic to delve into, but just glanced at Zhou Yusheng lightly, and asked lightly.

"But since you are a secular shop, why do you want to hang a secular one? Zhou Yusheng crooked his mouth and muttered a little angrily.

"There are some people who you seem to be close to and kind on the surface, but behind the scenes you are insidious, cunning, mean, and shameless, and there are some things that you seem to be useless on the surface, but in fact they are hidden in the world. Even though this shop is doing secular business, where can you see that there is something else in it, to put it bluntly, you are not very experienced, short-sighted, life in the world, true and false, false and true, true and false, where do you know the essence of things?"

"Then please tell me what price I should pay for these dictionaries. ”

I don't know when the wind on the mountainside has stopped, and the smoke on the incense burner can only drift away with the thick fog on the mountainside, looking at the temple that was gradually hidden by the smoke, Zhou Yusheng seemed to suddenly open up, looking at the dilapidated small temple, a corner that was erased with the harsh environment on the mountain peak, all anxiety and doubts seemed to disappear with this smoke.

"Apprentice, bring the little junior brother to Lingzhu Peak. "When he looked at the mist-shrouded temple and finally turned into a cliff on the mountainside, he stood there with a slightly emaciated face. The clothes are fluttering, and the cold back seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth, as if he has sewn his heart, lungs, body and mind into the vast sky, only the cold wind clings to the sky and flows into the deeper world.

"Yes, master!"

I saw that in the distance under the mountainside, the honest young monk was looking at himself curiously.