Watching the warrior Yue wander out of the world because of a poem by the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lu You, Xiantu was very puzzled, thinking that this poem was just a very ordinary romance poem, why should he be so serious, did he have to study what kind of way to stop?

Suddenly, the samurai opened his mouth to Xiantu and asked, "Brother Xian, this poem is really extraordinary, and the sentences are full of sad parting feelings, but I don't know where this poet is?" Allow me to come and visit. ”

Xiantu scratched the back of his head, don't be a sad plan, and said: "I really don't hide it from Brother Wu, this poem is written by the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lu You, Lu You has written countless poems in his life, and each poem can be called a masterpiece, but he does not belong to this dynasty, and you may not have the opportunity to visit." ”

Hearing this, the warrior was more shocked, and said: "Isn't the virtuous brother deceived as a brother, is it possible that there is really a saying about crossing in this world?" ”

"Crossing? How did Brother Wu know about the crossing? Xiantu heard the samurai Yue say about the crossing, his heart was very surprised, he never expected to say the word crossing from the mouth of the samurai Yue, in the consciousness of the samurai, the ancients were simple and pure, but since I met the samurai Yue, I knew that the ancients were not as simple as they thought, maybe they had already studied something that we modern people do not know.

"The virtuous brother really has extraordinary knowledge, for the elder brother in the early years of the rivers and lakes, along the way encountered a lot of inexplicable things, and even the virtuous brother just said that the descendants of the matter, for the brother also encountered some, vaguely remember that once in the Long'an Temple of Dali country, there was a little novice who claimed to be a person of the Ming Dynasty, for the brother at that time only felt that he was in a trance. The remarks are a bit absurd, but after communicating with him, I know that he understands beyond this era. Even he will predict some things, and every time he will say it, since then, the brother has begun to study the matter of crossing, but the study has been without a clue for so many years, so I have to give up, and today I heard that the virtuous brother also had the little novice of the year. I was amazed. Samurai Yue recalled that the two of them were riding on horseback, and before they knew it, it was already dark. It seems that Xiantu may not be able to return home today.

Hearing the samurai talk about Xiao Shami, Xiantu suddenly became interested and asked, "Brother Wu, what you said is true?" Is the little novice still in Dali now? ”

The more the samurai sighed, he sighed with emotion, "It would be nice if I was here." The fact that I have studied for several years for my brother will not be wasted because of this. ”

I don't understand it first. continued to ask: "Why did Brother Wu say this, isn't it that Xiao Shami has left Dali Kingdom?" ”

"Yes, he left Dali, and he will never be found, maybe he leaked a lot of things about the future, and disappeared out of thin air for no reason, no matter how his brother looked for him, but he still couldn't find any trace of him. Later, for his brother, he visited the abbot of the temple and the little novice, and they all said that they did not know the little novice. And all the news about the little novice has disappeared without a trace, as if there has never been such a person in the world, don't you think? The more the samurai talked, the more mysterious it became, as if it were another tale of ghosts and gods.

Hearing what the warrior said this, Xiantu was greatly surprised in his heart, and continued to ask in puzzlement: "There is such a thing, didn't Brother Wu pursue it further?" Maybe the little novice said something that shouldn't be said, and was hidden by the presiding officer or the upper echelons of Dali Kingdom, it's not surprising, I'm afraid Brother Wu was deceived, right? ”

"No, although Brother Wei didn't pursue it any further, there are still a lot of eyeliners in Long'an Temple, and until today, there is not the slightest news coming, which is enough to prove that the little novice is not an ordinary disappearance, but a force that we don't know is manipulating him, maybe someone will study where this power comes from in the future." The samurai said confidently, but he also expressed regret, I am afraid that in this life he will not have the opportunity to know where this power comes from.

"There are many wonders in the world, and I firmly believe that future generations will study where this mysterious power comes from." Xiantu also looked confident, but he also deceived the samurai Yue, who doesn't know that thousands of years later, human beings still haven't studied where the crossing came from, but just used some wormholes, black holes and other lies to deceive modern people.

However, Xiantu still underestimated Wu Shiyue's thinking ability, and in less than a quarter of an hour, Wushi Yue reflected on Xiantu and asked with doubts: "No, Brother Xian, I see that your usual speech is different from ordinary people, and what did you talk about today in the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lu You, could it be that you are from the Southern Song Dynasty?" Lu You was the poet of your time? ”

Xiantu pinched a cold sweat, just listened to the questioning voice of the warrior Yue, and thought that he knew his identity, if his identity really spread, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will disappear out of thin air like that little novice, and at that time it may not be a mysterious force controlling himself, maybe the researchers of the imperial court will study him like a guinea pig, and he is a little afraid when he thinks about it, if he really becomes like that, he will not be tortured in the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, it is really better to live than to die.

Xiantu thought about it, shook his head vigorously, and said: "Brother Wu, don't talk nonsense, I am a native of the Tang Dynasty, if you don't believe it, you can ask my parents and sister, or ask the two brothers Qinghong and Qingxian, they grew up with me, and our people in Xuejia Village can testify for me, mine is indeed from the Tang Dynasty, not from other dynasties." ”

The more Xiantu spoke, the more nervous he became, and his words became a little excited, but he felt that he was getting darker and darker the more he depicted it, and the fact that there was no shadow made him say this but he was a thief.

The samurai looked at Xiantu with strange eyes, thinking that he was just joking, how could Brother Xian be so nervous, and the explanation was endless, what was he afraid of?

"Brother Xian, why are you so nervous? It's just a joke with you for my brother, why should you take it so seriously. The samurai looked at Xiantu with a puzzled expression.

Hearing the samurai Yue say this, Xiantu let out a long sigh and said, "Oh mom, you're scared to death for me." ”

After Xiantu finished speaking, he quickly closed his mouth, thinking about this martial brother's ears, he didn't hear anything about what he said just now, he was all scared, who made him worship such a gossip brother.

Sure enough, the warrior still refused to let go of Xiantu, and began to ask endlessly: "Brother Xian, I don't understand for my brother, why do you understand the poems made by later generations, even if my brother believes that you are a person of this era, but what is the explanation for what you just said about future generations?" ”

The more the samurai said this, Xiantu was completely speechless, and Xiantu knew that the more the samurai would not be so resigned, and walking on the road with him would really not be lonely. (To be continued......)