The painful thread of reminiscing naturally and the sadness and loneliness that had just dissipated fused together, as if turning into a strange force, which made Li Jian's breathing stagnant and made his face pale in an instant.

He staggered, took a few steps back, and his eyes were at the end of heaven and earth until he collapsed. He pressed his right hand to his mouth, and the stinging pain there drowned him like a tide, and in the indescribable pain, it was as if his heart had been torn open, and a melancholy came to him.

All of this came from the woman who flew through the sky before, and the shadow of this woman seemed to appear in Wang Lin's mind a long, long time ago, but with this shadow, it was inevitable to think of the most unforgettable part of himself, but at this time, it turned into a complicated thought.

After a long time, there was a trace of blood on Li Jian's face, he gasped and closed his eyes.

"It turns out that there really are immortals...... What about my dreams...... Is it really a dream......?" Li Jian was silent on the damp boat after the rain until the sky was completely bright, opened his blank eyes, and walked forward silently.

Li Jian, who stepped on the official road and walked towards the capital again, did not have the tranquility of looking at the surrounding scenery before, but walked silently, and the bamboo toolbox on his back shook with his footsteps, making a creaking sound, accompanying him all the way.

Soon following the official road and stepping on the water, Li Jian came to the gate of the capital.

There was a sound of horses' hooves behind him, the sound of the carriage, Li Jian went sideways, and waited for those carriages or horses to gallop from the official road, and then stepped into the capital, then re-looked at the ancient city in front of him, Liangcheng is said to have a history of thousands of years, and the entire city tower looks simple and substantial, which makes Li Jian respectful, which is fought by generations of ancestors with blood and sweat.

Most of the buildings in Liangcheng are made of stones, and the technology of stacking is very exquisite, even after thousands of years, these buildings are still standing, if it is not for the vicissitudes of antiquity, most people will still feel that its solid application is not much more than now.

Because Zhao has a magical memory of stonemasons, regardless of the stacking or polishing and carving, the city can see the intentions of the great craftsmen, the city has countless generations of stonemasons' efforts, and even has masterpieces known as the craftsman god, of course, it must be an artistic treasure only in the palace, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see the handwriting of the craftsman.

Now there are two craftsmen and gods in Zhao State, but they are all highly respected, and generally do not work anymore, whether it is wealth or fame, the craftsman god has become the object of worship of the entire Zhao country, even the emperor has to go to greet every year, get the consent of the two craftsmen, and the emperor's rights will be fully implemented in Zhao State, otherwise seventy percent of the country's population are stonemasons, if they unite to resist, then this emperor will really have a headache.

At this time, many counties in Zhao have to recommend their own famous stonemasons in the county to come to the examination for the name of the master craftsman, therefore, Liangcheng at this time seems to be more noisy, from the city gate into the pair of carriages and horses, it is easy to see, and Li Jian the same candidates.

came to the gate of the city, sent the road guide from the village, and the letter of recommendation from the county seat, and after being checked by the soldiers who guarded the city, he let Li Jian in.

Although it was early in the morning after the rain, there were still many people sleeping, but there were also merchants who began to come out to set up stalls and wait for the market to open in another hour, of course, the best are the street breakfast vendors, early in the morning to rub noodles, make steamed buns, fritters and other food, for those who get up early to rush or do business to fill their stomachs.

It makes the capital look extremely noisy, there are a lot of pedestrians on the streets, most of them are like Li Jian, stonemasons who came here from all around to take the exam, everyone carried their own tools, Li Jian came a little late, and walked four or five inns in a row, but did not find a spare room.

Seeing that three or four hours have passed, the morning market has passed, and the store that should be settled to stay is almost decided, and Li Jian is also a little anxious.

Fortunately, the last inn to go, there is a vacant room in it, although the price is quite high, but with a thunder in the sky, it seems that the rain has just stopped overnight, and there are signs of coming, Li Jian gritted his teeth, took out the silver, and in a burst of pain, carefully took out a little, handed it over unwillingly, and muttered in his mouth.

"There's not much silver...... Silver taels are very, very important......"

Under his muttering, the guy glanced at Li Jian contemptuously, and lazily took them to the guest room, this time, he has seen too many candidates like Li Jian, among them are generous, and some are like Li Jian, in his opinion, this is a poor and sour person.

Li Jianniu was simple, and although he saw the look of the guy, he didn't take it to heart.

The guest room is not big, and it is suitable for one person, but a musty smell came to his face when he opened the door of the guest room, which made Li Jian frown, this season, this smell must be inevitable, unless it is the kind of good room, otherwise, it will be like this.

After eating some food simply, in this guest room, Li Jian and Yi lay on it, looking at the oil lamp on the table, and after a while, he snored.

The futon was damp, and it was very uncomfortable to lie on it, Li Jian woke up in the middle of the night, and then he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so he got up with a sigh, sat down at the table, took out various tools from the bamboo weaving back, and looked at the lamp.

Especially a paintbrush inside, made of golden wolf hair, the golden wolf hair is not heard of by ordinary people, Li Jian doesn't understand, only knows that it is very good-looking, this is the brush he taught him when he was a child, and now it seems to be even more extraordinary.

Every time he paints, Li Jian feels very, very happy, all kinds of whimsical ideas can appear in the paintings, Li Jian once compared with the painters in the county, and found that their level is too far worse than himself, which is also the biggest reliance for himself to become a master craftsman and even a generation of grandmasters.

There is also a special profession called painter in Zhao State, but the status of painter in Zhao State is at most subordinate, subordinate to a system of stonemasonry, serving stonemasons.

I was looking at it, and the thunder outside the window was roaring, and the lightning was staggered rapidly, and the thunder was shocking and extremely violent. The roar of thunder did not dissipate in a short time, but continued, and the roar enveloped the county, waking up many sleeping people.

It was even more windy, as if the sky of this Liangcheng was torn apart, and the endless wind whistled and whimpered, sweeping across the earth, blowing up patches of muddy sand, and blowing the downpour that fell on the houses in Liangcheng.

The sound of popping came from the window of the guest room where Li Jian was, as if he was about to break through the window and enter, and under this sound, he frowned and just raised his head.

But at this moment, suddenly the windows of the guest room were violently pushed open, and the two windows and doors shook inward, constantly touching the window frames next to them, and a gust of wind rushed in directly from the open window with water droplets.

The candle on the table was directly extinguished, and the room was immediately dark, Li Jian's hair was scattered by the wind, even his clothes were blown violently, the raindrops in the wind fell into the room, and even the paintbrush in Li Jian's hand was almost blown away without holding it steadily.

Li Jian exclaimed, and immediately got up and walked a few steps to the window against the wind, and was about to close the window again, but at this moment, a thunderbolt roared, as if it was exploding in that window, and the violent sound seemed to turn into a sound wave, which shocked Li Jian's heart.

At this moment, a lightning bolt staggered, writhing in the sky in front of Li Jian, and a strong light covered the sky, completely enveloping Liangcheng, which was sleeping in the wind and rain, under the light of lightning.

At this moment, under the lightning lightning, Li Jian saw the small half of the city in the dark night in front of him, and at this glance, he was stunned for a moment.

He saw again the white bird he had seen along the way, hovering over the lightning skies, whirling under the thunder and lightning.

As if sensing Li Jian's gaze, the flying white bird glanced down at Li Jian, and at this moment, the eyes of one person and one bird condensed.

The thunder was even more intense, and the lightning was even more intertwined, and in that dark and bright world, Li Jian's mind was booming, and the whole person stayed there, as if there was an indescribable thought, which continued to breed in his mind, and finally turned into a vague voice.

The voice revealed confusion, a vicissitudes of life, in Li Jian's mind, leisurely back to dàng).

"It's the sound of the sky...... Lei is the sound of the sky, how do you ring, I am looking at you, ring the sound of the sky......" This voice seemed to be issued by the white bird, and the expectation that flashed from its eyes made Li Jian feel familiar again, as if he had seen it somewhere, and it also made Li Jian feel like a mission, to think about the sound of the sky.

The wind blew from the window, constantly sweeping Li Jian's body, he stood by the window, let the wind pass, let the rain fall, let the thunder roar, let the lightning howl, in his eyes, everything in heaven and earth dissipated, and the only thing that pierced was the white bird in the sky.

The bird's wings flapped, and under the thunder and lightning, it turned into a white light and went straight to Li Jian, almost instantly, approaching, landing on the window in front of Li Jian, standing there, after the wings were retracted, silently staring at Li Jian.

Li Jian looked at it for a long, long time.

"Is it you, are you talking to me......" Li Jian muttered.

"I hope I will help you ring the Tianyin ......" Li Jian's eyes showed a blankness, the flying bird glanced at Li Jian deeply, Zi Fei, left from the window, circled outside a few times, let out a hiss, rushed into the sky dark clouds, and disappeared.

Although it was gone, the thunder in the sky seemed to be roaring continuously, and under the increasingly violent sound, it seemed to disturb Li Jian's thoughts, he subconsciously frowned, and raised his right hand to point out of the window.

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