This young man, since Wang Yu found him, he has been keeping his head down, burying himself in the pile of books, standing behind Wang Yu, and silently observing, he also has no idea, as if he is not aware, he has been doing his own thing.

Sometimes, when he sees something of interest, he grins to himself. Then he muttered to himself, but sometimes, when he saw something unhappy, he would blush and criticize the characters in the book harshly.

But more than that, it's his insights in the book, he sees something meaningful, and something wrong, he will be alone, think about it for a long time, and then mutter: "This is right, this person's statement is wrong!" ”

Because he kept his head down, Wang Yu didn't see his face, but in his heart, he secretly figured out what this person looked like.

After thinking about it, Wang Yu finally made up his mind to go to this young man and ask him clearly to see if he was the owner of that voice. If it is just a blind observation, with his cultivation and insight, it is absolutely impossible to see something from a person.

Thinking of nothing, Wang Yu put away his thoughts, walked forward slowly, and then stood next to the young man, and asked with a slight fist: "Dare to ask this benevolent brother, but the person who spoke the voice?" ”

To Wang Yu's surprise, when the young man heard Wang Yu's voice, he was just stunned, and he didn't immediately raise his head, looked at Wang Yu, and didn't say anything to him, but waited until he read the page of the book carefully, and then slowly raised his head, looked at Wang Yu, and said in a deep voice: "You're finally here?" ”

When the young man raised his head, Wang Yu saw clearly that the young man's face seemed to be much different from what he imagined at the beginning.

This is a man who has no scholarly breath at all, and his face has some slag beard, as if it is uncultivated farmland, and there are uneven weeds growing in it, sparse but conspicuous.

And this man, even the hair on his temples, is not combed, but hung on his ears very casually, and his appearance looks a little ruined.

But even so, Wang Yu did not dislike the man in front of him, and even more faintly felt that this man seemed to be very simple, except for the answer to this man in his heart, he felt a little surprised and excited, and there was nothing else. Even the man's neglect of him just now, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Instead, he put away his hands that clenched his fists, smiled at the man, and said indifferently: "I am ignorant, I can't see that Your Excellency has always been here." ”

The young man did not blame Wang Yu, nor did he sarcastically mock Wang Yu, but after Wang Yu finished speaking, he stretched his waist and said slowly: "Hey, if I don't want to, who can find me!" ”

This sentence seems to be a bit mysterious, as if it is expressing a kind of self-confidence, and as if it is expressing a sigh.

But Wang Yu only thought about it for a while, and didn't delve into this sentence, because in his opinion, everyone has found it anyway, and there is no mystery to care about, so he turned to the young man, hugged his fists slightly, and asked about the name.

"Under Wang Yu, dare to ask your Excellency what to call him?"

"Wine wine wine," the man didn't answer, but said to himself, and then looked for his waist again, but didn't see the wine jug, so he beckoned to Wang Yu and staggered towards the deepest part of the pavilion.

The man started first, but the book he was looking through, I don't know if he forgot to take it, or if he had already finished reading it, and was just thrown on the ground at random, but he didn't know it, he still staggered forward, and kept shouting, "Wine and wine." ”

Wang Yu was a little puzzled, where did the man in front of him look like a scholar, and looking at his drunken appearance, he was almost like a drunkard. It was a world of difference from the kind of tireless reading he had just now.

But Wang Yu only thought to himself in his heart, so with a depressed mood, he put away the book that fell on the ground, and hurriedly followed the man's footsteps.

Although this man's behavior was a little strange, his appearance was not strange in the eyes of these disciples, as if he had already known and seen it, and he was not too surprised.

On the contrary, those disciples were surprised by Wang Yu who was walking behind the man, and they all opened their eyes in surprise, looking at Wang Yu following behind the man, and from time to time showing a confused expression, and a dazed and ignorant look, as if they felt a little unbelievable when they looked at Wang Yu.

"Why did Boss Wang leave with that madman?!!"

"Shut up, be careful to be heard!!" A disciple. When he saw it, he asked his companion next to him in some confusion, and was immediately scolded by his companion, so he no longer continued to speak, but looked at Wang Yu in surprise and walked past them.

Feeling these eyes and expressions, even if Wang Yu had a majesty in front of these disciples, he couldn't help but feel that his face was slightly hot, and he secretly thought in his heart, could I not follow the wrong person? Why do they look at me like that!!

When he was thinking like this, he unconsciously lowered his head slightly, his eyes were uncomfortable, and he was looking at the book in his hand, trying to relieve the embarrassing breath that made him feel embarrassed. After all, he was just a scholar before, and he didn't experience the feeling of being a superior, even if he had some understanding, it was only when he went to Beijing to take the exam, and when he faced those big officials, he would experience the majesty of that kind of power to some extent.

But after all, he is a scholar, and he is soft-spoken, and when facing those officials, he has to be respectful to them, and he does not dare to make the slightest disobedience, for fear of upsetting them. Official-level characters like this are often moody, and often because of a word, a person's future, even life and death!

If Wang Yu really experienced that kind of majesty, to be precise, it was he who defeated those strong people of the outer sect, and could make Bai Qing and the thin monkey willing to die for him, this is what he really feels like a superior person.

But this is the first time, he will not deal with these relationships, nor will he deal with his relationship with those disciples, just like now, when those disciples look at him with surprised and puzzled expressions, he does not know how to deal with them, how to make these disciples understand what he means in his heart, let alone use his own majesty to deter these disciples!!

So this time, Wang Yu lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at those disciples, but used his uncomfortable gaze to scan the book in his hand back and forth, in order to relieve his embarrassing and nervous mood.

The sound of low footsteps, with a slight nervousness, slowly moved forward on the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion, stepping on the cyan stone floor, the sound was exceptionally crisp, as if he was alone, walking on a path, stepping on the musical score with his feet, crisp and pleasant.

The only difference with this mysterious voice is that it is the man who seems to be drunk, when he walks, his body is swaying, stepping on the bluestone with his foot, and the sound of knocking out is a little messy, just like the beard on his face, he looks so scum!

He led Wang Yu into a loft, not only because he meant anything, or that he wanted to come back to find a drink, or maybe he felt that he didn't want to talk outside, and the content would be known.

He walked into the attic and didn't greet Wang Yu, more like the kind of drinker outside, desperately looking for wine to drink when he entered the inn.

The furnishings in the room are extremely simple, without a trace of decoration, just a table and four chairs. In a corner of the attic, there was a small bed, and judging from the sour smell of the small bed, the quilt had not been washed for some time, but this must be where the man slept.

Wang Yu looked at the scenery in the room, raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt that everything about this man was simply very different from what he had imagined before, it was completely one heaven and one underground, and they couldn't comment on each other.

He walked into the house, and looked a little anxious about the man's neglect, although the man had neglected him once outside just now, but he did not have a seizure, the reason was naturally to admire the man's profound knowledge, but to say now, seeing the scene in the man's house, and smelling the sour smell, he really had some doubts about whether this man was deliberately pretending to do everything and deceive himself.

The man poured around the room, took out a wine jug, and then began to drink in a big gulp, completely ignoring Wang Yu's eyes and surprise, he seemed to feel that there were no outsiders here at this moment, how he should have come before, and what he should have done now, completely by his own temperament.

I don't know how much he drank, and finally he got drunk, and after saying a few inexplicable words, he fell back on the bed, and fell asleep, and made him, the invited guest, in surprise and anxiety.

Wang Yu frowned not only this time, but even his mood plummeted, and he inevitably slandered this man in his heart, feeling that the man was too indecent, how could he invite guests to his home and then hang them aside?

He stomped his foot hard, trying to turn away, but seemed to think that if he left like this, he would not be to blame when he woke up without seeing himself?

At this time, he remembered a book he had read before, which told about some sages and sages, and introduced the life attitude and personality of these people, which were very strange and unreasonable, but it was this weirdness and unreasonableness that made them all rich in learning, and they were rich in learning, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people!

Thinking of this, Wang Yu's heart paused, and he felt that the man in front of him had a strange personality and behavior, so could he be the same as those saints and sages?

His heart hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether he should continue to stay or leave now, as if the decision in his heart could not be made for a while.

Although this is not a big problem, it is not a small problem, if this man is really like a saint, if he leaves now, then with the man's strange personality, I am afraid that he will never have the opportunity to see him again. And if he is not a saint, then there is no point in staying for himself.

The choice between the two seems simple, but in fact it is difficult!!