The Shen brother on the side also reacted suddenly, hurriedly squatted down, rummaged on the ground with the scholar surnamed Zhang, lifted a few clothes and several books, and revealed a brocade box. The brocade box was the size of a book, but it was as thick as a brick. Brother Zhang's scholar and Brother Shen each held one end of the brocade box, and for some reason, their hands were trembling irrepressibly.

The brocade box looks antique, faintly there is a layer of logs in the luster, but there is no pattern carving, the opening of the box mouth also seems to be extremely simple, the chapter surnamed scholar just lightly pressed his thumb, "snap", the brocade box opened, a thick stack of sealed letters quietly lying in the brocade box.

"Jihai month, Bingshen day!" The scholar surnamed Zhang picked up the top letter, and his voice trembled, these were the six words written on the first letter, and in the brocade box, there was a thick stack of letters that were also sealed.

"Today!" The brother Shen stabilized his mind, and the scholar surnamed Zhang shook his hand non-stop, and took the letter that was sealed by fire paint like an official document of the imperial court. He opened his mouth and pulled out a piece of paper. Under the reflection of the starlight that connects the heavens and the earth, I saw that more than a dozen big characters were written on the paper with iron pens and silver strokes, "Jihai month, Bingshen day, heaven and earth are connected, and Wenfeng stars fall!" "The font is peculiar, it seems to be disorganized, but the attainment of one stroke at a time seems very profound.

The scholar surnamed Zhang and Brother Shen were silent, the two glanced at each other, and then turned their heads to look at Wen Fengzhen, and a strange light flashed in each other's eyes. The starlight in the sky above Wenfeng Town only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared silently. Located in the Loess Plateau in the west, the people of Wenfeng seem to have long been accustomed to sunset, after this shocking vision. However, a few dog barks were only heard occasionally in Wenfeng Town, which did not alarm the townspeople. But Zhang Shen and the others knew that in fact, in Wenfeng Town, it was by no means as calm as they saw in their eyes.

Slowly packing the clothes back into the package, the scholar surnamed Zhang took out the flint and lit the letter, and then it was reduced to ashes and scattered in the mountain wind. His hand gradually stabilized, turned his head to look at Brother Shen, although there was still a little doubt and anxiety in his low voice, there was also a trace of determination, "Brother Shen, it seems that ...... It seems that this matter is indeed not groundless. In fact, when the two of them were posted on the imperial list, they were far away from Kyoto, which is enough to show that what they did has long been unquestionable.

That Brother Shen nodded lightly, his eyes swept over the sealed letter as thick as a blue brick in the brocade box, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and sighed, "The matter has come to this, doesn't Brother Zhang still think that he is willing to withdraw from it?" Shen's curiosity rose, and he wanted to know more and more the truth hidden in Wenfeng Town. Looking at the look on his face, it seemed that he wanted to open all the seals in the brocade box at once, but for some special reasons, he couldn't and didn't dare to do so.

The scholar surnamed Zhang seemed to expect Brother Shen to have this reaction, and quietly covered the brocade box, and after wrapping it up, he tied a knot on his shoulder. He ignored Wen Fengzhen, and his eyes were unconsciously sad. And Brother Shen didn't get up when he was half-squatting, although his expression was calm, but his eyes were also confused and helpless, but then he didn't know what he thought, and he slowly calmed down.

"Brother Shen, you know, I never thought that there were so many secrets in Wenfeng Town." The scholar surnamed Zhang said faintly, "The east ancestral hall of the Shen family in the town and the west ancestral hall of my Zhang family are lifted in turn, every few generations, they will not fall short, and the town is proud." Therefore, when the younger brother was enlightened, he and other children spent 100 million yuan to revitalize the ancestral hall and inherit the glory of the ancestors, which was only ten years old. Although it is still the rotation of the two shrines, but they have really worked hard, the palace test Zhongkui, that is the hard work, who would have thought that there would be those magic metaphysics in this. ”

"You and I are people who read, and what we learn is also the way of Confucius and Mencius." Brother Shen stood up, the hem of his shirt fluttering in the wind, "And metaphysics began to rise in the Wei and Jin dynasties, heh!" Brother Zhang, I remember that during the big exam, your policy was about the debate of science and metaphysics. At this time, when it came to Wenfeng Town, why did Brother Zhang look forward and get up? ”

The scholar surnamed Zhang was stunned, and suddenly laughed out loud, "In the peaceful and prosperous world, singing and dancing are peaceful, I just thought of the metaphysics of science, otherwise the brushstrokes will be bloody, and those generals will laugh at it." But unexpectedly, it hit the mind of the saint, and in fact, the matter of the mystery ......"

Wenfeng Town gradually calmed down, the chirping of chickens and dogs was no longer audible, and Brother Shen walked forward, "This is really the meaning of God." said that Shen was unwilling to enter the body of a scholar, but he wanted to live in the master of Wenfeng East Temple, but he was just ...... It's just that if the danger of this situation can be solved, if you want to come to the spirit of the ancestors of Shen's sect in the sky, you won't blame the younger brother. ”

Coming down the slope, for some reason the wind seems to be stronger, and the momentum of Wenfeng Town sitting alone on the slope makes the figures of the two people look more and more small. However, the firm steps of the two did not hesitate, as if they were like dead leaves floating in the autumn wind, but stubbornly unwilling to fall easily.