In the second year of Emperor Longxing's succession to the throne of the Great Liang Dynasty, the evil moon returned, and the world was not peaceful.

In February, someone saw several shriveled corpses on the side of the official road outside Yuezhou City, and for a time the news of evil ghosts devouring people spread all over the city. By March, similar rumors had spread across the prefectures and provinces of Gangnam Province. Only then did people believe that the evil omen of the evil moon was not a joke.

Therefore, if there is no important thing to burn the eyebrows, no one dares to go far.

In this way, Tianmu (MU Sisheng) Academy outside Yuezhou City, this year's spring examination seems to be a virtual reality.

But there are always exceptions in the world, on the last day of the spring exam, a scholar from Huating County, Jiaxing Prefecture, walked into the first level of the entrance exam at the mountain gate of the academy - the secret realm of the bamboo forest. The strange thing is that this young scholar named Bu An has not come out of the secret realm for several days.

As a result, the academy became lively, and there was some curiosity, expectation, or disdain in the excitement.

Regarding this secret realm of the bamboo forest, we have to start from the origin of Tianmu Academy.

Legend has it that during the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, the poet Li Bai passed by Tianmu Mountain, and had a strange dream that lasted for three days and three nights when he stopped to rest in the bamboo forest of the mountain pass.

The poems he wrote when describing the dream were like nature, and the poetry lasted for a long time, and Tianmu Mountain also condensed a strong aura and became a treasure land for cultivation.

The poet immortal Li Bai was unruly, and the realm of achievement was not the "inner saint and outer king" of Confucianism, but Tianmu Mountain gathered spiritual treasures somehow, and was finally snatched by Confucianism, and built the Tianmu Academy, which was famous all over the world in later generations.

At the beginning of the establishment of the college, there was a rule. All scholars who participate in the entrance examination must first pass the secret realm of the bamboo forest, the official saying is to thank the sages, but some people privately believe that this is an opportunity given by the academy.

Of course, this story is too bizarre after all, even within the Tianmu Academy, most people still believe that this is just a legend, thinking that the gathering of spirits in Tianmu Mountain is because the heroic spirits left by the practitioners of the past generations when they passed away here are attached to the academy, and that the secret realm of the bamboo forest is just the yin and yang array of heaven and earth, and there can be no chance.

Therefore, for the only scholar who participated in the spring examination this year, some people are curious, some people look forward to it, and some people think that it is pretending to be a ghost......

Some people said, "Are you starving to death inside?"

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Green hills and green bamboos, breeze and mist. Everywhere is dense, towering bamboo, only a stone path takes the bamboo sea between the dense forest, twists and turns, full of moss, presumably not often people set foot in.

Walking on this slippery stone path with one foot deep and one foot shallow, Bu'an was a little annoyed.

"Which bastard did it?!" just lying on the big bluestone and taking a nap, not only the T-shirt and jeans on his body were replaced by a azure caftan, but the sneakers were also replaced with cloth shoes.

He looked around at the cat's waist, and suddenly shouted:

"Come out, I see you!"

"Don't make a fuss!Why don't you just make a spoof video?!As for it?!"

This is the only possibility that Bu'an can think of. But the bamboo forest in the fog was quiet as usual, and no one responded to him.

Failed to trick the guy who arranged this prank, Bu An scratched his head angrily, and when he touched a piece of fabric in his hand, his mouth suddenly opened wide, and his face became wonderful.

He is a first-year student of the Chinese Department of Longnan University, who traveled to Tianmu Mountain, got lost with his classmates on the way, got lost in the bamboo forest, walked tired and sleepy, lay on a flat bluestone in the forest and took a nap, and when he woke up, his clothes became what he is now.

The dress alone can be explained, but he actually touched the thick bun on his head wrapped in a loose scarf, which makes no sense! Obviously he has a flat hairstyle, how can he become a long hair that can be tied up after a sleep?!

At this moment, Bu'an's ears heard a strange sound of water, which seemed to be the tide of the sea...... But no, this is obviously a bamboo forest in the mountains, how can there be such movement?

He hesitated for a moment, then stepped down the stone path, stepped on the muddy grass, and walked in the direction where the sound of the tide came.

The sound of the water gradually subsided, as if the tide had receded. I don't know how long it took, but sparkling waves leaked from the cracks in the bamboo forest ahead. Bu'an ran a few steps, leaned over and drilled out of the bamboo forest, only to see a big blue lake across the eyes, the lake was full of white mist, like a fairyland. The lake breeze blows in your face, with a hint of sweetness.

In the lakeside pavilion stood a woman in white, with her back to Bu'an, bowing in the direction of the lake, with very slow movements.

Bu Anzheng felt strange, and suddenly he was shocked and dumbfounded. The wide surface of the lake in front of him was slowly tilted as the woman saluted! It was as if a giant of infinite strength had grabbed the whole bottom of the lake and was about to topple it over! The process was slow and calm, and there was hardly any sound!

Immediately afterwards, the woman in white shook her shoulders slightly, and the lake "boomed" with a loud sound, rotating rapidly in the direction of her shaking, sweeping to the surrounding lake shores like waves, and the huge whirlpool born in the center of the lake seemed to be able to swallow everything into it.

The waves swept across the lake, but he avoided the small gazebo, and Bu'an, who was standing behind the gazebo, also avoided the huge waves, only to be wet with his trouser legs and splash his face by the splash that washed ashore. He subconsciously touched his face, and shouted in his heart: "What the hell is this called Chao'er!"

The woman in the pavilion stopped moving and stood quietly, and the lake was miraculously quiet. The mist was fluttering, and the breeze was blowing, as if everything just now was an illusion.

The woman in white suddenly turned around, as if she had found Bu'an. Her white clothes were spotless, her long black hair was tied in a bun at random, and a willow tree was inserted, which naturally hung down on both sides of her white and jade-like face, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn waves, and the bridge of her nose was just right, but her lips owed a trace of blood, so that the whole face looked a little lonely.

She looked at Bu An calmly, neither the anger of being peeked at by someone, nor the surprise and confusion of seeing a living person.

Bu An opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, but seeing that the awkwardness of the atmosphere was increasing dramatically with the length of silence, he hurriedly spoke: "That...... I...... You...... Where is this place?"

A look of surprise flashed on the white-clothed woman's face, and she said lightly: "You are the scholar who took the spring exam?"

Bu An didn't know what the other party meant, and he didn't even understand his current situation, so he smacked the meaning of "the scholar of the spring exam" and said vaguely: "Probably." ”

The woman in white was a little surprised by his answer, and smiled slightly, "What's your name?"

Bu An said truthfully: "Bu An, step by step, An's ...... of An" immediately added: "It may be called this name, but maybe it has been changed." ”

The woman in white looked at Bu An with interest, shook her head slightly, and said: "There is some Zen in your words, it seems that the meaning of Buddhism is not the same, how could you think of coming to this academy to study Confucianism?"

At this time, Bu An had already accepted the fact that he had crossed, and gradually calmed down, thinking that he would be safe when he came, and shrugged his shoulders and said, "The monk can't please his wife, what's the point?"

His parents died, he was alone, he relied on grants and part-time jobs to earn money to go to college, and he didn't even talk about a girlfriend during college.

The woman in white probably didn't expect Bu'an to answer so directly, lowered her head and chuckled, raised her hand to point to the southeast, and said, "Go quickly, they should wait in a hurry." ”

Bu An didn't know who was waiting for him, but he wouldn't be a classmate who came to travel with him after all. He sighed secretly, and then hugged his fists like the ancients and said, "Thank you." As he spoke, he walked in the direction of the woman's finger, and walked a few steps away before stopping and looking back: "I haven't asked for advice yet......

The woman in white seemed to know what he was going to ask, and replied without raising her head: "Tu Yao." ”

Bu An smiled, turned around and waved his hand, and said softly to himself: "There will be a period later." ”

After a while, he walked out of this seemingly boundless bamboo sea, and saw a large hall with a cornice vault, with three large characters written on the plaque in front of the hall, and on the red lacquered wooden pillars on both sides were his familiar Li Bai's poems: Tianmu even the sky to the sky, and the five mountains covered the red city.

Someone from the hall came out and shouted, "Come and see! He's out!" Dozens of people ran out of the hall, the younger ones were no more than fourteen or fifteen, and the older ones were only thirty or forty, men and women, all crowded in front of the hall, staring at him with strange eyes.

Bu An looked down at his clothes, touched his face again, and was a little puzzled, even if he crossed over, he wouldn't be called by friends to watch, right?

At this time, at the front of the crowd, a middle-aged man in a green shirt with a white wash on his face was cloudy, and asked tentatively: "How long have you been in your dream?

Bu An's face changed, countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and he said after a while:

"Went twenty ...... Twenty-two years...... Chance...... Does it count as a second book in the exam?"

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