At night, the mountain stream is quiet, and the moon shines like water.

In the simple wooden house, Feng Qingyan knelt in front of the oil lamp and read quietly, closing his eyes from time to time to memorize. When the time came, he put down his books and went to the dining room, and carried an iron kettle to the mountain stream to fetch spring water, and put it on the stove in the hall to boil.

He had some guesses about Jiu Ge coming out to make trouble.

It is very likely that the owner of the Anyuan built a academy at the foot of the burial mountain, and without the consent of Jiu Ge, he opened a mountain and a lake on its territory and built a large number of buildings.

So Jiu Ge was unhappy.

But in this way, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but worry about it, after all, the academy is not a vegetarian.

The water boiled in a moment, Feng Qingyan began to make tea, and after the tea was ready, he poured two cups and said, "Do you know how to drink tea?"

The hall was silent, and he was alone.

At this time, he smiled and said, "Jiu Ge, although I can't see you, I can feel your presence. Actually, when I walked out of the burial mountain, I knew that you had been secretly following me and silently protecting me......"

"I lived in the cabin for a few days, and you stayed outside for a few days. ”

Feng Qingyan stood up, closed his eyes and felt it, then opened his eyes and looked to the right side of the door, and said, "Here, Qingyan thanked me again." ”

The hidden Jiu Ge was taken aback by Feng Qingyan's salute, and hurriedly appeared to "kneel".

Feng Qingyan knelt down again when he saw Jiu Ge, pursed his lips and didn't know what to say, and said after a moment of silence: "Jiu Ge, come, drink tea with me." ”

Outside the door, Jiu Ge moved twice, indicating that he would not drink tea.

After all, he hadn't transformed yet, but Feng Qingyan didn't have to force it, and after signaling Jiu Ge to enter the hall, he tasted it himself, and said, "Jiu Ge, in the past two days, the landslide on the west side of the academy has cracked, the grass and trees have become forests, and the pavilions have collapsed, did you do it?"

Jiu Ge hesitated for a moment, then moved.

Really......

Feng Qingyan frowned and asked, "Jiu Ge, did Mr. An not know about your existence, or did he know about your existence but did not ask for your consent?" Or did you just come out to play by yourself?"

This stumped Jiu Ge, making it freeze and not know how to move.

Feng Qingyan sighed and said, "Nine songs, the power of Confucianism is so great that you can't imagine it, even if you are the god of the buried mountain, I'm afraid you are not Mr. An's opponent." If you continue to make trouble, I'm afraid it will ......"

He was still a little worried that the academy would deal with Jiu Ge, but fortunately Jiu Ge didn't hurt anyone.

"Jiu Ge, you have to remember one thing, when the power of man reaches a certain level, God can be destroyed. Feng Qingyan was silent for a while, looked at Jiu Ge, who seemed to be unwilling, and whispered: "Do you understand what I mean? You are still very young now, and your strength is still very small......

"Of course, there is indeed something wrong with the academy, and it is the academy that is at fault in the first place. However, Mr. An only built a academy under the burial mountain, and did not destroy the feng shui dragon veins of the burial mountain, which has no effect on you......"

"For my sake, this matter is like this for the time being, how about it?" Feng Qingyan asked.

At this moment, a middle-aged voice came from far and near.

"Anxiu, meet the god of the buried mountain. ”

As soon as the voice fell, An Xiu had already crossed the night sky and landed in front of the wooden house.

At this time, he bowed slightly to Jiu Ge in the wooden house, and then smiled and said to Feng Qingyan: "Don't worry, I didn't listen to what you said before, and the ceremony said: 'Don't peep into secrets, don't be sideways, don't talk about the old, don't play'." ”

"Qingyan meets Mr. An. ”

Feng Qingyan was shocked in his heart, so he hurriedly saluted.

At this time, Jiu Ge was a little at a loss, looking at An Xiu with nervousness and fear, as for the God of the Burial Mountain and the Master of the Eighty-One Houses of Confucianism, it is difficult to say who has a higher status and who is lower.

Although it is the world of the Holy Dao, Confucianism suppresses all strange forces and gods, but the righteous gods with divine positions do not belong to the scope of strange forces and gods.

Some righteous gods are not only recognized by Confucianism, but even sacrificed by Confucianism.

For example, Dongjun.

Dongjun is the god of all things alternately, the place where the early spring occurs, that is, the east of the Zhou world, there are seventy-two kings in ancient times to seal Zen here, called the East Mountain, which is known as the first mountain in the world.

Legend has it that on the East Mountain, there are the footprints left by the Xia Hou's ascension, the dream of the Shang Emperor's enlightenment, the blood book of the king of the people to pacify the world, and the fragments of the sons tracing back to their origins.

The king of people said: The east mountains are safe, and the four seas are safe!

Dongshan is not only the first in the world, but also the longest of the mountains, and the only one in ten thousand mountains! Moreover, it is located in the state of etiquette and righteousness, and the Twenty-seven Book Mountains of Confucianism are far away.

Dongjun's status is respected, and he is the same leader.

Of course, Jiu Ge is far inferior to Dongjun, after all, he is just a little mountain god who has just been born.

At this time, Feng Qingyan left the coffee table, came to the door, and said, "Sir, please." ”

An Xiu nodded and walked to the hall, smiled at Jiu Ge and said, "Xiu, without your permission, I rashly built a academy under the burial mountain, but I have repaired it, please forgive me." ”

Jiu Ge hurriedly took two steps back, after all, he was a big man in Confucianism.

"You can rest assured that the academy will not wreak havoc on the burial mountain, let alone cut off the feng shui vein of the burial mountain......

Feng Qingyan stood quietly on one side and didn't speak, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although it is said that the Burial Mountain is the territory of the Nine Songs, in the world of the Holy Dao, which is not the territory of the Holy Dao? As one of the eighty-one masters of Confucianism, An Xiu personally came to admit his mistakes and had already given face to the Nine Songs.

If it is another court owner or a big person, I am afraid that it may be possible to suppress it, or even destroy it directly.

However, the mountain god and the mountain are one, and they are not so easy to destroy.

This is still very rare.

After all, it is a righteous god, and everyone can be safe and sound, and even complement each other.

"Although you are the god of the mountains, you need to know etiquette, righteousness and shame to govern the mountains and rivers, which is the four dimensions of the country. If the four dimensions are not open, the kingdom will perish, and so will the kingdom and the mountains. Seeing that Jiu Ge didn't say a word, An Xiu said gently, "If you want to study, you can also come to the academy." ”

But Feng Qingyan heard the meaning of the warning.

"You haven't morphed yet, I'm afraid you can't speak yet, but I know a way to get you to transform in a short time. ”

An Xiu seemed to say whatever came to mind.

At this time, Jiu Ge couldn't help but "eyes" lit up, and looked at An Xiu with some expectation.

"Just build a temple in the mountains. An Xiu said.

Jiu Ge moved, then looked at Feng Qingyan, Feng Qingyan suddenly understood, and said: "Mr. An, Jiu Ge said that he would not stop the construction of the academy in the future, but he must not destroy the feng shui vein of the burial mountain. ”

"Rest assured. ”

An Xianse said, and then said to Feng Qingyan: "In a few days, the academy will open the mountain gate to accept disciples, but are you ready?"

Feng Qingyan's face was slightly stiff, he was still in the literacy stage, how to prepare?

"Entering the academy, or opening the palace of literature, or passing through the gate of nine virtues, or being good at monarchy, or reading through the scriptures......"

An Xiu stopped, muttered and said, "Don't rush, take your time." ”

"Qingyan knows, thank you, Mr. Guo. ”

Feng Qingyan thanked him.

An Xiu smiled, nodded to Jiu Ge and left the wooden house, disappearing into the night.

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