There was indeed an old aura, and the moss was writhing unwillingly under Su Qi's feet, but Su Qi stood up straight, stood firmly, and looked at the green tiles on those ancient buildings that were entangled in wisps of spider webs, and there were even unwilling flying insects struggling on them.

Su Qi bypassed the teaching building in the front yard and walked backwards, as if he was unwilling to walk slowly because of the moss under his feet, his waist was also straight, and he could see the whole courtyard at a glance.

A banyan tree, a pond, knee-deep weeds at the edges, no one has been here for a long time.

From time to time, there were a few quacking and clear cries in the pond, which seemed to be disturbed by Su Qi's sudden guest who climbed over the wall, and he was a little displeased.

Su Qi smiled slightly, although there was really nothing as far as the eye could see, except for the blue bricks and red tiles, there were a few embellishments of strong pines, banyans, and pools that croaked from time to time.

It's very simple, it's very quiet, Su Qi likes this feeling very much, after all, a place to study, if it's complicated, what kind of place is it to read?

The thing that surprised him a little was to go around the front yard, where the book building was written, and to be surprised that the door of the book building was open, and to be surprised that there was a chair outside the building, and there was a book next to the chair.

Walking in, Su Qi was very familiar with the book, it was the "Wandering Notes" compiled by the academy, he wanted to pick it up and flip through it, but he felt that it was rude, so he stood aside and waited.

There was a little time for half a burnt incense, and Su Qi stood there, motionless, like a heavy stone bench forgotten in the weeds.

In autumn, there is yang, so it will naturally look a little lazy, Su Qi yawned, thinking about whether there was no one, so he stepped forward and knocked on the door of the study building.

Bang bang bang.

The book building was already empty, and the sound of knocking on the door naturally spread far away, so the slightly lazy and unhappy voice in the book building sounded.

"Okay, don't knock, old man, I know you're outside, young man, if you don't be arrogant or impatient, what's the matter if you wait. ”

"Senior, Xiaosheng waited and was nowhere to be seen, so I knocked on the door to show it. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"There is no such thing as strange or not, for the sake of politeness, so knock it. Su Qi replied very seriously, because he felt that this should be an unnecessary misunderstanding.

"You said it well, it's not false, but it has my appetite. You're the kid from Skywalk, right, your father?"

Su Qi frowned, knowing his identity? Is this a temptation or does he really know? If he really knows that his father's predecessors want to wait for him in this study building?

The random autumn wind blew, blowing the crisp sound of turning the pages of "Getaway" next to the chair, Su Qi liked the crisp sound of turning the pages of the book, after all, the scenes in the book were so desirable and amazing, as if incarnated as a green finch swimming in the sky, that feeling was indescribable.

"Huh?"

Su Qi stepped forward and picked up "Getaway", and the autumn wind stopped and blew to page 168.

The contents of that page attracted him, and he read it very carefully, and there was a sound in the building, like a clear spring, flowing out.

"The vice president of the academy is new, and students from thousands of miles are like clouds. The world's military generals will start tomorrow, with five scrolls in their chests. Hundred flowers are in full bloom in Baihua Lane, and the Yellow River is pouring ice inkstone at the end of the pen. The dust has fallen for a hundred years, and the vice hospital will be more glorious in the coming year. ”

The man read a poem on page 168, "The Vice-Courtyard of the Coming Year", and the wind blew so skillfully, and he read it so skillfully and so skillfully, that the meaning of the poem was also integrated into his heart.

What a vice courtyard, what a poem.

The coming year will be more glorious for thousands of students. This is the meaning of this poem to Su Qi.

When he came back to his senses, the book he was holding in his right hand was gone, the chair was gone, and the door to the library was closed.

He stepped forward and knocked on the door twice, but there was no response, and simply pushed it open.

The fragrance of ink in the building is naturally strong, and the upstairs lighting outlet makes the originally somewhat gloomy book building bright, and the book waits quietly, waiting for interested people to read it and open it.

The abundance of books should be this concept, the staircase that winds in the middle, and the huge bookcase that runs from the bottom to the top, are meticulous, neat and clean.

Compared with the outside, this study building seems to be carefully cleaned every day, and it is very careful, because there is not the slightest dust in the dark corner, it seems that the kind of idiot who loves books lives here, loves to read, and cherishes books, and even does not want to let them be stained with any trace of dust.

At a glance, Su Qi saw a wisp of smoke, but he didn't expect that there was a wisp of smoke floating in this full book, the kind of smoke that rose in the sea of books is really very special, giving you an urge to climb the mountains to reach the top.

Su Qi felt very funny, raised his head and shouted, "Senior, Xiaosheng is here." ”

No one answered him, so Su Qi raised his steps and walked towards the spiral staircase in the center.

Su Qi walked, and the sound of footsteps reverberated in the empty study building, as if it was because the sound of footsteps was really louder and spread farther away, so the people on the top of the study building began to talk.

"How's your father?"

"My father is all right. ”

Very normal conversations, greetings from elders, which made Su Qi even more confused, made his steps go very fast, and the hurried pace spread between the sea of books, undulating constantly, and it seemed a little chaotic.

"What about Li Batian?"

"Everything is fine. ”

"Hahaha, Li Batian, this guy, has passed on to you all his life but can't get a master from you, it's a joke. ”

Su Qi was angry, he walked faster, his hair was floating behind him, his voice was a little anxious, he said quickly but answered very seriously, "The word master is not in my heart, I promised him that I would spread the sword all over the apocalypse." ”

"Oh, looks like he knew you were coming to the Vice-Yard. ”

Su Qi's footsteps slowed down for a moment, and then walked faster, until he ran in the roundabout stairwell.

"It's not easy, do you think you can really stand in Kyoto?"

"I'm a person who walks in heaven, I do what I want, how can I know that I can't stand up if I don't do it? If I, Su Qi, can't even do this little thing, how can I be worthy of being Mr. Six of the Academy. ”

"Mr. Six of the Academy, is it amazing?"

The people on the top floor were a little disdainful, and this disdain made Su Qi's heart flutter, who is this senior? Why did you come here? Why did you see yourself?

"Mr. Six of the Academy is amazing. ”

"Wait until you sit down with the vice president first. There was some excitement in the deep voice, as if I saw an excellent Peking Opera about to open, and the excitement was self-evident.

Su Qi ran half of the stairs, the speed was getting faster and faster, he wanted to jump up but always felt impolite, rude to this study building, so he always chose to use his feet, even if he ran, he would not miss any wooden ladder.

The people upstairs didn't speak anymore, the people in the building ran faster, and finally, as the light became brighter and brighter, with the gust of autumn wind blowing through the window and blowing into the building, blowing Su Qi's messy hair, he finally came upstairs.

Came to the specially opened up space, the floor is laid at will, and the small table where the candlestick is placed, obviously the old-timers should come here often, after all, everything is so complete, and there is a plate of melon seeds next to the small table, even if you don't read, you can blow the wind upstairs, eat melon seeds, and look at the scenery of Kyoto.

Su Qi was naturally a little disappointed when he didn't see anyone, but looking out the window, a piece of autumn scenery in Kyoto made him feel a little more comfortable, after all, the antique taste of this ancient capital city can really make people calm.

The slightly cold autumn wind blew away the fine sweat from his sideburns, he smiled casually, and then naturally lay down on the ready-made floor.

There is light, then let the light shine on the body, there is wind, then let the wind blow beside him, Su Qi has not read a book for a long time, and he picked up the "Getaway" on the side, watched, recalled, the breath of history echoed in this ancient building full of books with the autumn wind and the autumn sun.

Naturally, the boy was also addicted to it, and he enjoyed it so much, enjoying the little meditation in Kyoto as he pleased.