As soon as he stepped into the white line, Luo Ning felt the air around him distort slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And this distortion makes the outside world no longer look at Luo Ning's back.

It's as if Luo Ning completely disappeared as soon as he stepped into the white line.

The destination is not far, just more than ten meters in front of Luoning. Like the previous passageway, the door was half-closed. The only difference is that there is an extra boulder in front of this door.

There are only four words written on the boulder: Ancient Hanshi.

These four words do not have the wild grass of the font that Luo Ning saw in the bone space before, but they are just blindly horizontal and vertical. As if everything was irrelevant.

Luo Ning took a deep look at the boulder and hid those four words in his eyes. Although this boulder is really too ordinary, these four words are not very impressive. But Luo Ning always had a feeling that this was perhaps the biggest gain from his trip.

After a little distraction, Luo Ning continued to walk forward slowly.

After a while, Luo Ning came to the half-hidden door, and this time he didn't hesitate, stretched out a slender hand, and slowly pushed the door open.

Inside, no one.

The dim lighting, the half-height counter, everything is in line with Luo Ning's conjecture, but there is no one.

However, Luo Ning was not surprised by this, after all, before coming, Xin Lao had also explained this situation to himself. So Luo Ning walked to the counter and knocked three times lightly, and then slowly took a step back.

As if nothing had happened.

After a while, an old voice came from inside the counter: "One news, one city." ”

"I know. The corners of Luo Ning's mouth pursed an indifferent smile, and then slowly, word by word: "Words." ”

The voice on the counter did not follow, and Luo Ning only waited slowly, and after a while, a sentence came slowly: "Capital." ”

Although it is said that it is a city with news, after all, the news is graded, and the city is naturally graded. Luo Ning knows this, the city has a small border town, a county town, and naturally a capital city.

And the so-called capital city is actually the national capital of a country.

So naturally, the other party's asking price is the highest price.

But isn't business all about bargaining?

Luo Ning didn't agree, but patted his clothes lightly and said, "In fact, many items and news are different from person to person. I think the word is very important, so I'll be here. I think this news is worth a city, but again, there are people who think it's worthless. For example, the beggars in the city, they will feel that the value of this news is far less than that of a roast chicken. ”

"In the same way, a capital city is what you think the news should be. But for different people, the value of the city is naturally different. For example, if you are given a capital city thousands of miles away, can you control it?"

"And what about the capital of Zhao State?"

Speaking of this, Luo Ning paused, seeing that the other party didn't say anything, he knew that the other party had been attracted to him. Then he continued slowly: "Of course, I am just a bandit, so naturally I can't take out the capital of Zhao State." But I think there is a city that is worth far more to you than a capital. ”

"Oh, that one?"

The other party finally spoke. And Luo Ning didn't move, just said leisurely: "This one behind me." ”

"Cloud City. ”

"Can you take Cloud City?" The other party is naturally not stupid, he knows that Cloud City is the territory of Yunhai, but even if it is Yunhai, he doesn't dare to make such a promise, and dare to take out Yuncheng directly like this. After all, in the final analysis, Cloud City belongs to Zhao Guo.

"Now, of course, I can't get it. Luo Ning shrugged as if he didn't care, "However, it doesn't mean that it will be in the future." ”

"In business, everyone talks about integrity. I will give the city of clouds in three years, and in the same way, when you give it you will give me all the contents of the words that you have been given. How is it. ”

"Three years is too long. Everything in the world is easy to change after a long time" The other party hesitated for a while, and then slowly said: "One year at most." ”

Luo Ning smiled indifferently: "That's okay, but I think I should understand what a word is first, right?"

"In business, in addition to handing over money and delivering goods with one hand, there is also a gambling-style transaction. I read the content of some news, so that I can grow faster, and I will be more able to complete the agreement between the two sides?"

"Also, you might want to ask me how to get to Cloud City. Then I will only say, my surname is Luo, and my single name is Ning. It's not talented, it's just that Chihu Mountain is less in charge. How do you think a bandit would go about taking the city?"

The other party hesitated for a moment, and after a while, Luo Ning noticed that a chip flew out of the counter, flying in his direction.

It's just that it's a little slower.

Naturally, this is not a sneak attack. Luo Ning grabbed the chip and knew at a glance that this was a memory storage chip, which was extremely valuable on the black market. Even if it's just a quarter of an hour's memory storage, it's comparable to a spiritual artifact. And this chip has only one function, which is to store some fragments.

Luo Ning probed his spiritual power in, and in an instant, his body shook. Then, in an instant, a mountain cliff appeared in my mind, and on top of the cliff, an extremely ordinary stone appeared.

But on top of this stone, there is a communion of wind and clouds. Only a round of oblique sun was half-shining down.

Suddenly, there was a shock to the ground. At the same time, a line of words appeared on this stone: "I laugh at the bottom of the fate of the common effort." Break a pillar of Egatian. ”

What surprised Luo Ning even more was that at the moment when this sentence appeared, a figure suddenly appeared at the intersection of wind and clouds above, with his hair scattered, and in the northwest of this stone, it seemed that a huge stone projection appeared, magnifying the stone infinitely. Covering the sky and the sun.

Three words in the book: not Zhoushan.

Without the slightest hesitation, this figure rushed directly to the northwest, and then slammed headlong into this Buzhou Mountain, and the sky and the earth fell apart in an instant, and all the air currents were chaotic, pouring down towards the northwest.

It's just that it's all silent.

But it is also because it is silent, so it is shocking.

"This ...... How...... "Of course, Luo Ning has not forgotten that the first time he entered the bone space, there was also such a scene, a stone tablet, a special sentence, and the power of heaven and earth to shake it.......

"Isn't that the word?"

Before Luo Ning could react, a line of small words appeared on the stone: "Mending the sky and laughing at Nuwa is busy, but throwing this stone into a spare place." ”

I saw a woman's figure sitting on the cliff, and under the cliff, it was no longer the original Qingxi mountain forest, but the turbidity current was rushing, and the meteorite fell from the sky.

The palm of the hand is half-propped up. Luo Ning couldn't see all this, only a haze. The only thing that could be discerned was the multicolored color on the woman's hand.

And this woman is now slowly stepping on the lotus, making up the sky with one hand!

Luo Ning's pupils widened instantly. He found that he could no longer speak, and at this moment, the picture took a sharp turn. Everything is back to the beginning. It's still the cliff, the rock.

Just when Luo Ning took a breath of relief and came to his senses. Suddenly, an old figure slowly walked from the end of the cliff. Stepping on the void, but with a cane. And this figure came to a slow stop before coming to the stone. Place your hand lightly on the stone and rub it constantly.

In the rubbing, two small vertical characters also slowly appeared: "Wild smoke and barren grass road." Sir, the scepter came to see you. Leaning on the moss, rubbing and asking, a few wind and rain through the ages. ”

The wind and clouds returned, and the rain spread.

In the rain, the old figure gradually blurred, gradually blurred, until Luo Ning couldn't see whether he existed. And the stone is still the same stone, as clear as ever.

The rain continued to linger on the stone, and finally it was wet and leached out a line of small words: "I have been beaten by children for a long time." From time to time, cattle and sheep grind their horns. I saw three or four young men with drooping hair, holding flints and steels and constantly striking the stone, and on the other side, the horns of cattle and sheep.

Everything is harmonious, but why, Luo Ning wants to cry.

After all, he witnessed the scenery of this stone. Although the picture is not clear, and there is only half a fragment, Luo Ning can deduce that if nothing else, this stone will burst open from the original Buzhou Mountain. But it was also abandoned by the woman who mended the sky.

Even so, its scenery is still incomparable.

But now, what about it. Children knock on the fire, cattle and sheep grind their horns.

Luo Ning held back his emotions and continued to look up. In the knocking on the fire and grinding the corner, a small word appeared on the stone again: "Huo Ran is a thousand feet of cuiyan screen, and there is a drop of sweet spring milk." ”

It doesn't matter if you knock on the fire, or if you grind the corners. Nothing has disappeared, but behind the stone, as if a peacock has opened the screen, a thousand zhang emerald screen has appeared. At the same time, a drop of milky white sweet spring slowly dripped from the top of this green screen, flowing through the green screen, and also flowing through the stones, until it dripped into the mountain cliff.

"Knot Pavilion three, four, five. He once warmed up and sang and danced. ”

Four or five pavilions, hundreds of people gathered. Each brought wine, and changed to a drunken and sober appearance. also chanted, but there was one more line of tears that wanted to speak.

Everything is a blur. All the prosperity seems to reflect a person's loneliness.

At this moment, in Luo Ning's eyes, this stone is already the appearance of a person.

This stone is a man.

The sky was overcast, and the twilight was dark, slowly lurking. The starlight shone in the sky, and a waning moon struck the cold on the stones.

Hit on the last line of words that appear in the stone:

"Think about it, the ancient Han people, don't meet sometimes. ”

Without waiting for Luo Ning to react, the scene collapsed abruptly. Everything was back to the original, still in the half-hidden door, in front of the half-man-high counter. It's just that Luo Ning never opened his eyes.

Ancient Hanshi.

PS: First of all, attach the origin of this word.

"Returning to the Dynasty, Inscription Jin Chen's Writing Ji Cui Rock"

Xin Qiji

I laughed at the co-workers and was angry. Break a pillar of Egatian. Mending the sky and laughing at Nuwa's busyness, but throwing this stone into a spare place. Wild smoke and grass roads. Sir, the scepter came to see you. Leaning on the moss, rubbing and asking, a few wind and rain through the ages.

Long was knocked on the fire by children. From time to time, cattle and sheep grind their horns. Huo Ran's thousands of feet of green rock screen, Qiang Ran a drop of sweet spring milk. Junction Pavilion three, four, five. He once warmed up and sang and danced. Think about it carefully, the ancient Han people, do not meet sometimes encounter.

In fact, I have been thinking about how to integrate traditional poetry into my novels, and this idea was born to me a year ago, and I acted on it. At that time, I didn't know Huoda's "Confucianism and Taoism Most Holy".

When I was thinking about it, I asked a lot of people for their opinions. Quite a few people have said to me that you are crazy. How can anyone read poetry when it is integrated into a novel?

But I really want to try it. I also know that a year ago this would have been impossible. So I started writing from a different perspective, and it was only now that poetry began to appear.

Now I just want to tell a story that incorporates poetry. As in this chapter, and as in chapter 15.

If I say that what I really want to do is to use the platform of fiction to promote poetry, will anyone believe it?

Ancient Han Shi, do not meet sometimes encounter. Scold.

In the end, the results were dismal, and all kinds of requests were made.