After a while, Lin Lushan finally finished writing the article at hand, and carefully looked at it from beginning to end, and revised two or three places, then bowed his head slightly and put down the brush in his hand.

He raised his head, saw Wu Xie and Lin Xiao, was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"Third brother, Xiao'er, why are you here?"

"Come and see you." Wu Xie looked at his thin face and couldn't help but sigh. "If you are not feeling well, you should lie in bed and recuperate, in such a cold weather, beware of catching a cold!"

"No, I'm in good spirits these days."

"You are deliberately trying to kill the imperial doctor, but I heard that His Majesty sent two imperial doctors to treat you, but you were angry and left." Wu Xie shook his head, and said with a wry smile what he had just heard chatting on the street, "Really? What the hell did you do?"

"It's nothing, I just said, 'There are gods telling my fortune' and saying that I am destined to live to be less than fifty years old, and seeing that I am about to celebrate my forty-ninth birthday, it is probably because I am about to run out of two or don't waste time......" As a result, they left angrily."

"You're usually very kind, why do you suddenly say so harshly?" Wu Xie frowned, "This is not your usual style!"

"Probably dying and changing sex, doesn't it mean that someone has done a lot of evil in his life, and when he dies, he has a great understanding and changes his past? I may be in the negative category. With a smile on his face, Lin Lushan talked about death very easily, without any fear, as if he was talking about things like today's weather or what to eat at night, and understated. Wu Xie saw it in his eyes and sighed in his heart. With his Taoism, he could already see the Shouyuan Fire on mortals, and at this moment, the Shouyuan Fire in Lin Lu Mountain was indeed weakened to the extreme, and it looked like it would be extinguished at any time. If it weren't for the fact that the Dragon of Luck that was tumbling in the sky would send out a ray of white light from time to time to seep into his body, allowing the Shouyuan Fire to continue to burn, it was likely that he would have died.

In other words, the reason why Lin Lushan has been able to live until now is precisely because he started writing poetry again, and the feedback of Wenyun extended his life.

But Wenyun's feedback will not go on forever, Wu Xie has already noticed that from just now to now, no more than half an hour before and after, the dragon of luck in the sky above Changning City has already been a little smaller.

This trace seems to be insignificant, but in fact there are quite a few of them, and the effect of Wenyun on the protector is extremely poor, even if the dragon of luck is not exhausted, it can't always save Lin Lushan's life.

Aren't those monks who have gathered here just waiting for Lin Lushan to die before the dragon of luck is exhausted, so that they can make a wish to inherit his luck?

After chatting for a while, Lin Lushan asked Wu Xie to evaluate the article he had just written.

The article is not long, the wording is not ornate, and it can even be said to be quite unpretentious, so unpretentious that it is simply rustic.

Today's poems, most of them pay attention to a neat battle, rhyme and harmony, if you want to get a good reputation, you have to use allusions - in the past, the poems that Lin Lushan dominated the first few poems, is to use a lot of allusions, and even called "no words, no diction......aries", which seems to be a model work of poetry textbooks.

Wu Xie knew that Lin Lushan was able to write such an article, but why did he not write the kind of article that conformed to the mainstream of the literary world, but wrote such a simple article, which is really a little confusing.

"It's not like the style you used to have." He said it bluntly.

Lin Lushan smiled: "It's really not, my style back then was very gorgeous, just like the dancing girl on the painting boat, wearing layers of clothes, and shaking the skirt and sleeves out of a rhythm between actions to show the flow of water." Now, if I had read this kind of article, I was afraid that I would have shaken my head with disdain and say 'vulgar'. ”

"Then why do you write like that?"

"Because the needs are different." Lin Lushan said, "The articles of those years were written for literati and writers, written to chant poems against them, and to guide the country with others. But my current articles are written for ordinary people, and for those who I hope they can read more books, learn more and have more knowledge - I even hope that even illiterate street women can understand my articles, and can feel the emotions I want to express in my articles, and can really understand what I mean. ”

"Father, this is detrimental to the identity of the literati!" When Lin Xiao heard this, he persuaded with some concern, "Everyone in the world puts themselves very high. Words are not only a tool they use to communicate and record, but also a means for them to show their identity and distance themselves from ordinary people. Aren't you writing such an article smashing the high status of the literati?"

"If you smash it, smash it, what do you want it to do?" Lin Lushan smiled slightly, "High up...... Can I eat or drink? Can it cure the disease or can it govern the country? Can it move mountains and seas or can it live forever? Neither! Since it can't, then it's redundant!"

"Throughout the ages, you're probably the first ...... to say that"

"There must be a first in everything." Lin Lushan was very calm, and he didn't take the sword and sword shadow behind the "first" seriously at all, "I'm dying, of course I have to write what I want to write." No matter how much the people in the world criticize and write, can they still get a dead person?"

"But your identity is different! You are recognized as the best talent in the world, and you write such a shocking thing...... I'm afraid I'm going to get a lot of infamy in the future. ”

"It's nothing, let them scold it." Lin Lushan didn't care about Wu Jie's worries at all, and smiled very calmly, "I have done a lot of things in my life, and many of them have been scolded. When I first won the yuan, some people scolded; won the champion, and some people scolded; won the leader, and some people scolded; Later, he became a household secretary, and people scolded him in front of him in the court...... As for being the prime minister, there is no more scolding in front of him, and I am afraid that there are only several times more scolding behind my back. Since it's already like this, why care if anyone scolds you in the future?"

"You really want to ......"

"People, you always have to think a little more openly." Lin Lushan turned his head, looked through the open window, and looked at the clumps of peonies planted in the small courtyard outside the study, and his eyes were a little distant.

After a while, he smiled again and asked, "Third brother, I heard Xiao Xianchang say that you already have great magical powers and can enter and exit the Netherworld?" I don't know if the road is in the underworld, have you ever seen Dan'er?"

"The Netherworld isn't what you think...... It's big, it's vast, it's dark. Souls are just a light there, slowly following the yin wind to the River Styx, washing away the memories of this life, and then reincarnating. Wu Xie tried his best to speak in detail, so that Lin Lushan could hear more clearly.

He told in detail about the appearance of the Netherworld, what he saw and heard there, about the dark dragon, about the yin wind and the dark fire, about those demons and ghost cultivators, and about the reincarnation of life and death......

He had been saying this for a long time, and by the time he finally finished speaking, it was already slightly dark, and the sun was about to set.

"I see!" The setting sun shone in through the window, reflecting a red light on Lin Lushan's face, looking unusually energetic, and the light flashing in his eyes seemed to be more dazzling than the sunset in the sky, "In this way, I probably won't be able to meet her in the Netherworld Realm." But it doesn't matter, being able to stay together for so many years in this life proves that we are very fateful. I believe that even if you are reincarnated, this fate will not disappear! I'll find her again in the next life!"

Wu Xie smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"By the way, the article you're writing now reminds me of something." He suddenly said thoughtfully, "Remember what I told you?" The poems I taught you at the beginning are from my past life......"

"Well, you said that it was a very prosperous and beautiful world, where the rich and officials were subject to many restrictions, and the poor could get food and clothing by themselves, and they could walk on the street with their heads held high."

"Interested in seeing and seeing?"

Lin Lushan was taken aback, and his face suddenly showed surprise: "How can you see it?"

Wu Xie Ha Lu Ha smiled, raised his arm, and waved his sleeve outward.

"Change!"

In an instant, the colorful brilliance flowed by, and the surrounding scenery had become a scene on earth.

The hardwood desk has become a combination table with wooden boards, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table have become a computer, the oil lamp in the room has become an energy-saving wall lamp adsorbed on the wall, the hard wood chair has become a soft sofa, and the coffee table on the side has become a transparent tempered glass......

Lin Lushan was taken aback, and just wanted to stand up, but because he drove the automatic chair he was sitting on, his body involuntarily turned in a small half circle. He hurriedly steadied himself and stood up against his desk.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"Ha Lu Ha! Let me introduce you to ......."

Something from another world opened the eyes of Lin Lu Mountain. He couldn't help but turn on the computer according to Wu Jie's introduction and connect to the Internet - but nothing.

After a while, Lin Lushan finally finished writing the article at hand, and carefully looked at it from beginning to end, and revised two or three places, then bowed his head slightly and put down the brush in his hand.

He raised his head, saw Wu Xie and Lin Xiao, was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"Third brother, Xiao'er, why are you here?"

"Come and see you." Wu Xie looked at his thin face and couldn't help but sigh. "If you are not feeling well, you should lie in bed and recuperate, in such a cold weather, beware of catching a cold!"

"No, I'm in good spirits these days."

"You are deliberately trying to kill the imperial doctor, but I heard that His Majesty sent two imperial doctors to treat you, but you were angry and left." Wu Xie shook his head, and said with a wry smile what he had just heard chatting on the street, "Really? What the hell did you do?"

"It's nothing, I just said, 'There are gods telling my fortune' and saying that I am destined to live to be less than fifty years old, and seeing that I am about to celebrate my forty-ninth birthday, it is probably because I am about to run out of two or don't waste time......" As a result, they left angrily."

"You're usually very kind, why do you suddenly say so harshly?" Wu Xie frowned, "This is not your usual style!"

"Probably dying and changing sex, doesn't it mean that someone has done a lot of evil in his life, and when he dies, he has a great understanding and changes his past? I may be in the negative category. With a smile on his face, Lin Lushan talked about death very easily, without any fear, as if he was talking about things like today's weather or what to eat at night, and understated. Wu Xie saw it in his eyes and sighed in his heart. With his Taoism, he could already see the Shouyuan Fire on mortals, and at this moment, the Shouyuan Fire in Lin Lu Mountain was indeed weakened to the extreme, and it looked like it would be extinguished at any time. If it weren't for the fact that the Dragon of Luck that was tumbling in the sky would send out a ray of white light from time to time to seep into his body, allowing the Shouyuan Fire to continue to burn, it was likely that he would have died.

In other words, the reason why Lin Lushan has been able to live until now is precisely because he started writing poetry again, and the feedback of Wenyun extended his life.

But Wenyun's feedback will not go on forever, Wu Xie has already noticed that from just now to now, no more than half an hour before and after, the dragon of luck in the sky above Changning City has already been a little smaller.

This trace seems to be insignificant, but in fact there are quite a few of them, and the effect of Wenyun on the protector is extremely poor, even if the dragon of luck is not exhausted, it can't always save Lin Lushan's life.

Aren't those monks who have gathered here just waiting for Lin Lushan to die before the dragon of luck is exhausted, so that they can make a wish to inherit his luck?

After chatting for a while, Lin Lushan asked Wu Xie to evaluate the article he had just written.

The article is not long, the wording is not ornate, and it can even be said to be quite unpretentious, so unpretentious that it is simply rustic.

Today's poems, most of them pay attention to a neat battle, rhyme and harmony, if you want to get a good reputation, you have to use allusions - in the past, the poems that Lin Lushan dominated the first few poems, is to use a lot of allusions, and even called "no words, no diction......aries", which seems to be a model work of poetry textbooks.

Wu Xie knew that Lin Lushan was able to write such an article, but why did he not write the kind of article that conformed to the mainstream of the literary world, but wrote such a simple article, which is really a little confusing.

"It's not like the style you used to have." He said it bluntly.

Lin Lushan smiled: "It's really not, my style back then was very gorgeous, just like the dancing girl on the painting boat, wearing layers of clothes, and shaking the skirt and sleeves out of a rhythm between actions to show the flow of water." Now, if I had read this kind of article, I was afraid that I would have shaken my head with disdain and say 'vulgar'. ”

"Then why do you write like that?"

"Because the needs are different." Lin Lushan said, "The articles of those years were written for literati and writers, written to chant poems against them, and to guide the country with others. But my current articles are written for ordinary people, and for those who I hope they can read more books, learn more and have more knowledge - I even hope that even illiterate street women can understand my articles, and can feel the emotions I want to express in my articles, and can really understand what I mean. ”

"Father, this is detrimental to the identity of the literati!" When Lin Xiao heard this, he persuaded with some concern, "Everyone in the world puts themselves very high. Words are not only a tool they use to communicate and record, but also a means for them to show their identity and distance themselves from ordinary people. Aren't you writing such an article smashing the high status of the literati?"

"If you smash it, smash it, what do you want it to do?" Lin Lushan smiled slightly, "High up...... Can I eat or drink? Can it cure the disease or can it govern the country? Can it move mountains and seas or can it live forever? Neither! Since it can't, then it's redundant!"

"Throughout the ages, you're probably the first ...... to say that"

"There must be a first in everything." Lin Lushan was very calm, and he didn't take the sword and sword shadow behind the "first" seriously at all, "I'm dying, of course I have to write what I want to write." No matter how much the people in the world criticize and write, can they still get a dead person?"

"But your identity is different! You are recognized as the best talent in the world, and you write such a shocking thing...... I'm afraid I'm going to get a lot of infamy in the future. ”

"It's nothing, let them scold it." Lin Lushan didn't care about Wu Jie's worries at all, and smiled very calmly, "I have done a lot of things in my life, and many of them have been scolded. When I first won the yuan, some people scolded; won the champion, and some people scolded; won the leader, and some people scolded; Later, he became a household secretary, and people scolded him in front of him in the court...... As for being the prime minister, there is no more scolding in front of him, and I am afraid that there are only several times more scolding behind my back. Since it's already like this, why care if anyone scolds you in the future?"

"You really want to ......"

"People, you always have to think a little more openly." Lin Lushan turned his head, looked through the open window, and looked at the clumps of peonies planted in the small courtyard outside the study, and his eyes were a little distant.

After a while, he smiled again and asked, "Third brother, I heard Xiao Xianchang say that you already have great magical powers and can enter and exit the Netherworld?" I don't know if the road is in the underworld, have you ever seen Dan'er?"

"The Netherworld isn't what you think...... It's big, it's vast, it's dark. Souls are just a light there, slowly following the yin wind to the River Styx, washing away the memories of this life, and then reincarnating. Wu Xie tried his best to speak in detail, so that Lin Lushan could hear more clearly.

He told in detail about the appearance of the Netherworld, what he saw and heard there, about the dark dragon, about the yin wind and the dark fire, about those demons and ghost cultivators, and about the reincarnation of life and death......

He had been saying this for a long time, and by the time he finally finished speaking, it was already slightly dark, and the sun was about to set.

"I see!" The setting sun shone in through the window, reflecting a red light on Lin Lushan's face, looking unusually energetic, and the light flashing in his eyes seemed to be more dazzling than the sunset in the sky, "In this way, I probably won't be able to meet her in the Netherworld Realm." But it doesn't matter, being able to stay together for so many years in this life proves that we are very fateful. I believe that even if you are reincarnated, this fate will not disappear! I'll find her again in the next life!"

Wu Xie smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"By the way, the article you're writing now reminds me of something." He suddenly said thoughtfully, "Remember what I told you?" The poems I taught you at the beginning are from my past life......"

"Well, you said that it was a very prosperous and beautiful world, where the rich and officials were subject to many restrictions, and the poor could get food and clothing by themselves, and they could walk on the street with their heads held high."

"Interested in seeing and seeing?"

Lin Lushan was taken aback, and his face suddenly showed surprise: "How can you see it?"

Wu Xie Ha Lu Ha smiled, raised his arm, and waved his sleeve outward.

"Change!"

In an instant, the colorful brilliance flowed by, and the surrounding scenery had become a scene on earth.

The hardwood desk has become a combination table with wooden boards, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table have become a computer, the oil lamp in the room has become an energy-saving wall lamp adsorbed on the wall, the hard wood chair has become a soft sofa, and the coffee table on the side has become a transparent tempered glass......

Lin Lushan was taken aback, and just wanted to stand up, but because he drove the automatic chair he was sitting on, his body involuntarily turned in a small half circle. He hurriedly steadied himself and stood up against his desk.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"Ha Lu Ha! Let me introduce you to ......."

Something from another world opened the eyes of Lin Lu Mountain. He couldn't help but turn on the computer according to Wu Jie's introduction and connect to the Internet - but nothing.

Wu Xie touched his nose and laughed embarrassedly: "Probably the network cable is broken...... But it doesn't matter, let's go out and take a look, I'll take you to see it with your own eyes."

Under the guidance of Wu Jie, Lin Lushan wandered in the modern streets in a daze, looking at the crowds coming and going, watching the traffic, looking at the busy walks of life, looking at all kinds of beautiful and gloomy ...... I don't know how long it took for him to sigh deeply, his eyes full of admiration.

"It's really good in this world!"

"yes."

"Then how did this world come about? It wasn't like that in the first place, was it?"

Wu Xie hesitated for a moment and began to tell him about the history of the earth and the evolution of civilization......

Lin Lushan looked at Wu Xie intently, listened attentively, and refused to let go of any words.

When Wu Xie finished speaking, he was silent for a while and asked, "Third brother, you are an immortal, and your eyes are much farther than mine...... In your opinion, can our world realm become so good?"

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and shook his head: "Each world realm has its own appearance, or rather, each world realm is slowly developing according to its own laws. Perhaps, in tens of millions of years, this world can also develop to that point...... But maybe not. I'm not good enough to predict that far. ”

"I'm sure it's going to be like this! Although we are developing a little slowly, we are making progress after all!" Lin Lushan smiled and said, "I'm not as pessimistic as you, I'm very confident!"

"You're right, compared to the World Continent where the demons were dancing wildly at the beginning, the World Continent has made great progress today. Maybe it's slow, but sooner or later, as you said, it will get to this point......"

"What a pity...... There's no way to see it with your own eyes!" Lin Lushan sighed deeply, his face full of regret, "But at least I see a beautiful future, and I can die with longing and hope for the future...... For me, who has worked all my life, this is the most comforting thing!"

Wu Xie sighed and did not answer.

"Alright, it's time for us to go back. There's a lot more to do. ”

As soon as Lin Lushan said a word, the surrounding scene suddenly disappeared, he was still sitting in the study, the sky was completely dark, and the oil lamp reflected the shadows in the study, which was a scene that he had been familiar with for decades, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, he didn't leave the study at all, and the things he saw and touched were all conjured up by Wu Xie with mana. Even he sat still all the time, just thinking that he had stood up, thinking that he had followed Wu Xie to that prosperous world, thinking that he was witnessing people and things that he had never imagined.

All of this he saw was Wu Xie projecting the memories in his heart into a scene. Those are actually just things that Wu Xie saw, heard, and came into contact with back then. Everything is just an illusion. But the light in his eyes was brighter than ever. For decades, he has been working hard to maintain the Great Chu State, constantly walking from one predicament to another, like a person being chased by a fierce beast, without a moment's respite. Even when I was sleeping, I felt a great burden on my heart, and I don't know how many times I woke up from a nightmare.

For the sake of this country, he really exhausted his mental strength and tried his best.

But despite the best efforts of him and his companions, the state of Great Chu was still declining, and there was no hope of regaining prosperity. They were like a group of boatmen, desperately scooping water on a large ship with a broken bottom, trying to drain the water from the cabin so that the ship would not sink. But no matter how hard they tried, the water was always getting more and more, and the ship was always sinking little by little, which was unimaginable.

As the days go by, there are fewer and fewer people who have hope, and more and more people who are discouraged, numb, and self-defeating. Even Xiong Er, the Great Chu Emperor who was supposed to do his best to maintain the country, has gradually lost confidence and hope

But Lin Lushan never gave up, he was like a teenager who returned stranded fish to the sea on the beach at low tide, even though he knew that what he could do was only a drop in the bucket, but he still kept doing it. He refuses to give up, he wants to work hard to the end! Despite this, in his heart, he has long been filled with a sense of frustration and failure. He had long doubted the meaning of what he had done, and he had lost hope for the future.

Perhaps the things in this world are like this, and the country will continue to cycle between chaos and chaos, like the rising sun and setting sunset. Bright and warm and dark and cold are always alternating, simple but cruel and ruthless, everything they do is actually meaningless.

But what they saw today told him that what they did was meaningful!

He couldn't see it, his friends and companions couldn't see it, probably even Wu Xie and Lin Xiao couldn't see it, but he believed that even if their world realm developed more slowly, it would develop to that point sooner or later!

That's enough! That's the hope he's been pursuing!

Lin Lushan stood up and bowed deeply to Wu Jie: "Thank you third brother for relieving the depression in my heart, now I can finally have no regrets!"

Wu Xie nodded, and with a flick of his fingers, a warm bed appeared in the study—just like the style on the earth that Lin Lushan had seen in his hallucination. On the wall, there is a light like a wall lamp, soft and bright, as if a bright moon is embedded in the wall.

"I can't make the whole world like that. But if it's just a bed and a lamp, it's still hard for me. ”

Lin Lushan looked at the large bed covered with Simmons mattresses and cashmere blankets, and vacuum quilts; I looked at the bright but not dazzling wall lamp again, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's worthy of a fairy, it's so chic to give a gift!" He walked over to the bed, patted the soft and elastic mattress, and sat on it a few times like a curious child, smiling happily.

"Xiao'er, when I die, you can expand the tomb of me and your mother, and arrange such a room in the tomb." He told his son, "Your father and I have a simple life, and after death, enjoy it, and no one should say anything gossip." ”

"Even if they gossip, they won't talk about your burial." Lin Xiao nodded, and sighed again, "You have made enough enmity over the years, and there are enough places to make them gossip—for example, these articles now." ”

"Ahem, you kid really can't open a pot! Needless to say, I also know that these articles are destined to be scolded. But I think that's how the article should be written. Lin Lushan's expression became serious again, "I have experienced a lot of things over the years, and I deeply feel that compared to 'wonderful, elegant, mysterious, and so on, it is still more simple than usual...... More energetic. ”

"People will die and nations will perish, but the people will pass it on from generation to generation. What they say is not at all wind-pressing, not at all refined, neither confrontation nor rhyme, and it doesn't care whether they are used or not. But after all the ages, even though all our words have been worn away, they are still there, still speaking the kind of words that are vulgar and worthless in the eyes of the literati. ”

"Compared with those lonely poems, I think their words are truly vibrant, and they can really be passed down through the ages!" Lin Lushan's body was full of blue light, and even the dragon of luck in the sky rolled violently, with the horns of his head and the majesty, "Third brother, I have received countless wonderful poems from you, either elegant or gorgeous, majestic or lingering...... In my life, I have also learned countless good poems, which are wonderfully written and admirable...... But now, I don't need them anymore!"

"I want to write articles that belong to the people, articles that they can understand, that they can understand, that they can look at and cry and laugh. I'm going to write about their world, about their lives. The blue light in the study rose to the sky, just like that night decades ago, and it soared into the sky, tearing all the gloomy dark clouds apart.

In the starry sky, Wenyun is like a dragon, swimming among the stars, holding his head high and roaring silently.

On this night, every literati in the world of Kyushu felt an invisible pressure falling from the sky, like a big mountain pressing on their heads, making them unable to raise their heads.

They don't know the Tao yet, but they will soon know it. Being born in this era is both their happiness and their misfortune.

No matter how brilliant their talents were, they would be overshadowed by the words that describe the people!