The senior brothers and sisters in the mountains behind the academy are either from an isolated island in the South China Sea or other countries, or their homes are far away, and there is not one who lives in Chang'an City. After seeing the fresh and lovely little scholar of the second senior brother, Ning Que once had the idea of moving into the back mountain with Sang Sang to live, but thinking that he was a newcomer to the academy after all, where was he qualified to be compared with the second senior brother, he just made this kind of request when he entered the mountain, which always gave people a feeling of big face, and secondly, although the back mountain was beautiful, there was always a little less market atmosphere, so he became the only day student in the back mountain of the academy.

Before the night lights were turned off, Sang Sang went to Xifang according to the list he made and bought a lot of pen and ink and strange materials, and then began to be busy cooking, cutting vegetables while reporting to him about the business of Lao Bizhai today.

"Business is very good today, especially in the morning, the threshold was almost trampled on, I didn't repair the door yesterday? After confirming that the young master was not at home, there were fewer people in the afternoon. ”

Sang Sang suddenly thought of something, wiped his wet hands on his apron, walked back to the back room, took out a thick stack of famous cards and invitations and other things, put them on the desk, and said: "There are many people who have left these things, please come over the house for a gathering, young master, because there are too many people, and the names are written on the posts, so I didn't remember them." ”

Ning Que glanced at the invitation bundle and the name post, and then at the rune book beside him that was as tall as a hill, thinking that he was already busy at this time, where would he have time to go to these dates? After thinking about it, he said to Sang Sang: "After eating later, you can choose these invitations, and put the important ones aside and wait for them to be dealt with later." ”

"How to choose, how to deal with it?" Sang Sang asked seriously, as Ning Que's little maid, she had never had any experience in dealing with these imperial bigwigs, and she didn't know which invitations were important.

"It's like choosing vegetables, the fresh and expensive ones are kept, and the cheap ones that are not fresh are put aside first. As for what is fresh and expensive...... I've told you about the imperial bureaucracy before, remember? If you deal with it, I'll deal with it, forget it, write a reply post first to show politeness, and I think what those officials want is just my words. ”

Listening to his answer, Sang Sang frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, your words can be sold for money now, so write a reply to someone and send it back, isn't it a pity?"

Ning Que smiled, and continued to lower his head and concentrate on silently reciting what he saw in front of him, he had only just read half of these dozens of thick rune classics, and he really had no other time to think about other things.

Master Yan Se gave him a total of thirty-three rune books, which recorded the runes left by the previous generation of rune masters, a total of 387 books, 24,077 runes, and a vast ocean.

Ning Que first took a cursory glance, his eyes were fixed on those runes that had different faces and seemed to have nothing in common with each other at all, but he didn't find anything for a long time, but his brows furrowed more and more.

According to Master Yan Se, these runes are only for his reference and experience, but as for how to end up with that stroke, it all depends on his own understanding. It's just that these ink balls that look like materials, graffiti, raindrops, silk threads, are not like words or paintings, how can you refer to them and experience what you need?

I took out a random copy of the mountain-like classics, and found that it happened to be the first part of the third volume, that is, the beginning of the water scroll, Ning Que's spirit was slightly lifted, and he secretly thought that since it was the beginning part, it was probably inseparable from things like water, and water is the most indispensable and closest thing to human life, maybe it would be easier to experience.

The first part of the water scroll has four pages, Ning Que looked at the end from the beginning to the end, and found that there were more than a hundred runes drawn on these four pages, there were many similarities, most of them were six ink lines from top to bottom, but the thickness and length of these six ink lines, especially the combination and arrangement, were different, and in the strangest runes, the six ink lines were even completely entangled together.

"Are these all water words?

Ning Que frowned and stared at the rune at the highest part of the water scroll, staring at the six neatly arranged, slightly curved ink lines in the middle, his mood gradually became calmer, and the ink lines in his eyes turned into flowing water, vaguely as if he saw rain slipping down from the eaves, falling in the rainwater accumulated on the bluestone slabs, blooming several rain flowers, and then merging with the surrounding rain again.

There were materials such as pen and ink and cinnabar beside the desk, and these things he ordered Sang Sang to buy were ordinary and cheap, but according to Master Yan Se, these were all necessary materials for writing talismans.

Ning Que no longer looked at the six ink lines on the book, poured water into the inkstone and began to slowly grind the ink block, and after the ink could no longer be separated, he took a branch from the shelf, and gently dipped the inkstone into the ink until it was full.

His movements were gentle and calm, but in fact, he was also following the teachings of Master Yan Se, so that the mental power in the sea of consciousness slowly crossed out of the sea of snow mountains and qi, passed through the paper window, and landed in the small courtyard. In the well, you can delicately experience the vitality and taste of water.

Lifting the pen out of the inkstone, but the wrist is stiff above the current table, and the paper cannot be put down for a long time.

Ning Que frowned slightly, looked at the six ink lines on the roll again, and forcibly dismantled them in the sea of knowledge with the Yongzi Eight Method, only to feel that the six ink lines suddenly separated, and then quickly drifted away, turning into a black rain cloud, shrouding his head, but for some reason, the already black rain cloud still refused to drop a drop of water.

With a slight tremor in his wrist, Ning Que was about to pick up the pen and drop the paper, but he finally stopped moving, he clearly felt in his heart that although he felt the well water and the meaning of this talisman, he still couldn't write his own talisman, and he couldn't let his feelings connect with the water in that well, which was wrong after all.

In the dead of night, the candle tip gradually rises.

There were two more bowls of vegetables and a bowl of white rice on the desk, and a bowl of water was placed under the lamp, which swirled with the night wind.

Ning Que stood by the window, standing by the desk, looking at the runes on the water scroll, his body stiffened, and his right hand holding the brush trembled slightly. He had been in this position for a long time, but the pen he was holding in his hand still couldn't get off the paper.

Sang Sang sat at the head of the bed embroidering his shoes, and looked up at him at the desk from time to time.

A few hours ago, she had already eaten, but she didn't call Ning Que to eat, because she knew that Ning Que was in a big trouble at this time, and knew that Ning Que habitually began to work hard, although she was worried, she was used to it, so she was silent.

Ning Que has a very good quality, which can also be said to be very bad, whenever he encounters a problem that he wants to solve, he will definitely put his whole brother's mind into the process of solving the problem Before solving the problem, he has no way to sleep at all, and the fragrant food is as hard to chew in his mouth as a candle, and he feels that the world around him is completely devoid.

In that world, he can be regarded as a genius by people, and it is largely because he has this kind of problem-solving spirit, but this spirit is often a very troublesome thing for people who suffer from it. Because he would forget to eat, he would not be able to sleep, he would toss his body to the point of extreme weakness, even life-threatening, until he finally solved the problem, or found his reason to confirm that the problem was beyond his ability, and then he would wake up.

Back then, after Bian Sai Ningque saw the Taishang Induction Chapter for the first time, he had not slept for half a month, and he was forcing himself to enter a meditative state all the time, and he must be able to perceive the heaven and earth vitality around him. Sang Sang, who was still very young at the time, took care of him hard for half a month, until finally even the former general of Weicheng couldn't see it, and asked his own soldiers to wake up Ning Que with a whip, and this period of time was over, and Ning Que and Sang Sang fell seriously ill at the same time afterwards.

The same was true when he climbed the old book building at the beginning of last year, when Jie Ning Que stayed up every day until he was unconscious and was thrown out of the building, he took a carriage home with a pale face, vomited in bed like a drunk man until he vomited blood, and it was Sangsang who guarded him by the bed every night and did not dare to fall asleep.

After Sang Sang finished embroidering this piece of flowers, he raised his head and rubbed his sore wrist, glanced at Ning Que who was in a daze like a statue next to the desk, and then continued to lower his head to embroider the soles of his shoes, hiding his worried look in the deepest part of his eyes.

Over the years, she had become accustomed to Ning Que going crazy every time she solved a problem.

Over the years, Ning Que has become accustomed to having someone around him who will take care of him whenever he goes crazy and solves a problem.

Late at night, the oil runs out, and the lights go out.

I don't know when Sang Sang, who was sleeping at the head of the bed and clothes, woke up, she waved her eyes, glanced at the bright sky outside the window, and found that Ning Que was still standing in front of the desk, still maintaining the posture of lifting a pen and wanting to read.

Sang Sang walked over and pushed open the window, looked back at the desk, and found that there was still not a single ink spot on the white paper, and Ning Que, who had been suffering all night, was very depressed, and his dry eyes were full of bloodshots.

Sang Sang stood by the window, opened his willow eyes, stared at Ning Que's eyes, stared for a long time, and found that he couldn't see himself at all, shook his head, and went out of the house to start boiling water and cooking.

The steaming hot towel covered Ning Que's face, and he woke up from that selfless mental state, and sat down in the chair leisurely, finding that his whole body was sore, as if it was rusty.

After rubbing his face with hot water, brushing his teeth and eating and drinking a pot of tea, Ning Que regained a little energy, put the water roll from the desk into his sleeve, and prepared to go out to the academy.

Standing in front of the old bizhai door, he looked back at Sang Sang and was silent for a moment and said: "The difficulties encountered this time seem to be more troublesome than the previous ones, and it may not be possible to solve it for a few more nights, from tonight onwards, you don't have to stay up late with me." Although I haven't been sick for more than half a year, you still have to pay attention to your body, my body is broken and you are still serving, if our body is broken, it is impossible to let Aunt Wu next door take care of us. ”

Sangsang nodded.

When he came to the academy, classes had already begun in the study halls, and Ning Que walked alone to the old study building according to yesterday's route, took a deep breath, and walked into the cloud in front of the mountain road.

When the fog comes out, it is still the clear morning light and the beautiful cliff scenery.

On the carriage from Chang'an City to the academy, Ning Que closed his eyes and rested all the way, his spirit was a little better, looking at the beautiful scenery, his spirit was more uplifted, he clutched the book in his sleeve, and thought with confidence, he would go to lie on the lawn for a while, and then continue to read.

Just as he was about to take a step, a clear voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Little junior brother...... Ah, you're just in time. ”

Ning Que turned his head to look at the Seventh Senior Sister who was wearing a goose-yellow academy spring dress, and hurriedly saluted and said, "I've seen the Seventh Senior Sister." ”

Senior Sister Seventh looked at his eyebrows curiously, and asked with concern, "Why don't you look very good?"

The biggest difference between a senior sister and a senior brother is that the senior sister must be a woman, and the seventh senior sister is still a very young and beautiful woman. And no matter how old a man is, he will never say that he can't do it in front of a young and beautiful woman, admitting that he is not in good spirits. So Ning Que responded with a smile: "Yesterday, I entered the mountain behind the academy, and I was a little excited, so I didn't sleep well. ”

"Oh, then I don't have to worry about anything. ”

Senior Sister Seven took out a note from her sleeve and handed it to him, and said with a smile: "You know that the formation in the fog is now maintained by me, and this month happens to be the day of overhaul, and a lot of materials are needed, so please go to the front yard to get it, you can just go to Professor Wenlan directly." ”

Ning Que opened his mouth slightly, remembering the smug laughter at the end of Chen Pipi yesterday, and began to regret his answer just now, and replied with a bitter face: "Yes, Seventh Senior Sister." ”

"Move fast. The seventh senior sister grinned, and said with some embarrassment: "After a while, there are some fabrics in my eyes that need to be changed, and I have to trouble the little junior brother to do it." ”

Ning Que's mouth opened a little wider, and he pointed helplessly at the dense fog behind him, and said, "Senior sister, do you mean that I will go into the fog to help you change materials after a while? ”

The seventh senior sister covered her sleeves and smiled like a weak woman, and slapped him on the chest like a reckless man, and said, "Since I want your help, where will I make you blind and blind? I want to check the situation in the formation, and I can't go by myself, so I can only bother you." ”

"I don't dare to take the word tired. Ning Que opened his eyes wide and said, "Or maybe I'll go and catch Chen Pipi first?" The two of them should be able to hurry." ”

"Little junior brother, although you were familiar with Pippi before you entered the mountain, but now he is your twelfth senior brother after all, so he should always be called a title. The seventh senior sister looked at him with a sweet smile and said: "The second floor of my academy, although it is not as rigid and pedantic as those sects in the world, but it is still necessary to pay attention to things such as respecting teachers and respecting brothers, friends and brothers. ”

There is something else in the senior sister's words, where would Ning Que not understand, as a junior brother who has just entered the second floor of the academy, where can he have the qualification to refuse?

On the second day, when Ning Que came to the academy and entered the back mountain, his expression became more and more haggard, his eyes became more and more dry, and the bloodshot became more and more dense. He hadn't slept for two nights, and yesterday he was called by the seventh senior sister like a coolie, although he had intimate contact with the magic of the formation in the fog for the first time, but his spirit was also extremely bad.

Walking out of the clouds and mist, thinking that the seventh senior sister said yesterday that the overhaul would take at least a month, and it must be repaired before the master and the senior brother returned, he felt chills all over his body, lowered his body and slipped into the back mountain of the spring forest like a vole.

After entering the back mountain, he did not take the ordinary mountain road, only went to the grass and deep forest, seeing that the Rujingping Lake on the cliff below was getting smaller and smaller, and seeing the waterfall between the cliffs on the opposite side becoming more and more detailed, he thought that the seventh senior sister would definitely not be able to find himself again, and couldn't help but feel very relieved, and then rubbed his cheeks that were numb due to exhaustion, and leaned on an ancient pine behind him to look into the distance, which was very comfortable.

"Oh, someone actually went into the mountain? Oh, it's you? Oh, why did you come here, junior brother? Are you bringing us food?"

Suddenly two vigorous and tired voices sounded on the side of Cangjin Gusong, obviously two people were talking, but the voices seemed to be mixed together, as magical as walking out of a person's lips.

Ning Que was startled, looked back in amazement, and saw a stone table on the side of Gu Song, two men with long beards and messy hair who couldn't see their age sitting opposite each other, it was the end of spring, even if there was a lot of heat in the mountains, but for some reason the two men sitting at the stone table were still wearing the thick winter clothes of the academy, and the clothes were full of stains, I don't know how long they hadn't washed them.

He instantly guessed that these two people must be the fifth senior brother and the eighth senior brother introduced by Chen Pipi, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, respectfully saluted, and said, "Ning Que has seen the two senior brothers. ”

"Little junior brother, it's great that you're here, hurry up. ”

A man with dirty hair and hair waved his hand tiredly and said, I don't know if it is the fifth senior brother or the eighth senior brother.

Ning Que walked over according to his words, and found that the stone table was carved horizontally and vertically with dense straight lines, and it became a stone chess apron, with dozens of black and white pieces resting on the flat, a few in the east and a few in the west, and I couldn't see why.

At this moment, he was suddenly startled, looked down, and saw that the hand of one of the senior brothers had reached into his arms.

"This teacher is ......"

"I'm your eighth senior brother. ”

"Eight Divisions...... Why did you put your hand in my arms?"

The eighth senior brother withdrew his hand tremblingly, and asked in confusion, "Little junior brother, why don't you have anything to eat?"

Ning Que was speechless, "I wonder if you two are children, and you want to ask for candy when you see someone?"

"Little junior brother...... No, he came to us the night before yesterday and said that from now on you will be responsible for bringing us food, so he did not come to bring us food yesterday, and you did not come either. ”

The eighth senior brother looked at him pitifully, and said in a trembling voice: "Little junior brother, we haven't eaten for two days and two nights, why don't you bring anything to eat today?"

Ning Que opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't speak, thinking to himself that I haven't slept for two days and two nights, am I still responsible for your diet? Although he was thinking like this in his heart, looking at the two senior brothers next to Shiping who were messy and dirty, his eyes were hungry and thirsty, he seemed to see two little birds waiting to be fed, and he really couldn't help but sigh and said, "Then I'...... I'm going to find you food. ”

The fifth senior brother, who had been silent all the time and only used his eyes to express his yearning for food, heard that there would be food soon, and there was no danger of starvation, his spirit suddenly lifted, and he stroked his chin and long beard and said with a stern expression: "Alas...... There is no hurry, no hurry, no one dies of hunger if he doesn't eat for a day. ”

The eighth senior brother stretched out three fingers and pestle in front of the fifth senior brother, and said in a trembling voice, "You idiot, we haven't eaten for three days. ”

The fifth senior brother didn't seem to see the three fingers that were close at hand, looked at Ning Que and said seriously: "Next game, you go first." ”

Hearing this, the eighth senior brother withdrew his finger, nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, yes, this is the right thing." ”

Ning Que looked at these two senior brothers who were about to become starving ghosts, and thoughtless that if they were really starving to death, they would deserve it.

On the third day, when Ning Que left the Old Pen Temple in Lane 47, the paper on the desk was still as white and clean as the first snow, leaving no ink behind, and the morning light behind the academy shone on his face, shining more clearly and pitifully with the haggard exhaustion in each of his eyebrows and the increasing bloodshot in his eyes.

Walking out of the clouds and mist towards the mountains, before he could take two steps, he was blocked by a touch of goose yellow. The seventh senior sister looked at him gently and said, "Little junior brother, I know you may have been busy yesterday, but you shouldn't be too busy today, right?"

Ning Que looked at the seventh senior sister, lifted the heavy food box in his right hand and said sadly: "Senior sister, yesterday I was dragged by the fifth senior brother and the eighth senior brother to play chess for a day, and I was in a hurry to bring them food at this time, otherwise they would really starve to death." ”

"I see. The seventh senior sister raised her eyebrows slightly and said: "Don't be delayed by those two idiots, playing chess and playing the piano is the last way after all, you follow me to carry out a major repair of the formation, it is still some good for your own cultivation." ”

Ning Que responded again and again, and promised to go to the lake pavilion to see the senior sister's embroidery as soon as he came down from the mountain, and then worked hard to help the senior sister maintain the formation, so that he could get out, but he thought that he would not go down the mountain in the future, and see where you went to find me.

When he arrived at the pine, looking at the two senior brothers who were already hungry and hungry next to the stone pestle, and were so hungry that they couldn't speak, but their eyes were still staring at the chess pieces on the ping, Ning Que put down the food box and said, "Two senior brothers, hurry up and eat." ”

The food box was opened, and the meal that Sang Sang had prepared overnight was still a little warm, exuding a very faint fragrance, the two senior brothers sat up straight with trembling and began to eat, looking up at Ning Que from time to time, with a vague sigh full of regret.

"The little junior brother is indeed not clumsy, he is really clumsy when it comes to chess. ”

"The junior brother really didn't let go, he didn't play chess at all. ”

Yesterday in Panasonic talk, Ning Que lost twelve games in a row, and the two senior brothers finally confirmed that he was the kind of stinky chess basket that had no bottom in the legend, so they no longer pulled him to play chess, but for Ning Que, this is the real blessing, and I feel very comforted.

After Panasonic finished delivering the meal, he went to the depths of the clouds.

He decided to take advantage of the half-day rest that he had stolen with great difficulty, or to study the books left behind by Master Yan Se.

However, before he could take a few steps, a man came out of the dense forest and flowers, grabbed his sleeve, and asked stupidly:

"Little junior brother, where are you from, and where are you going?"

Ning Que looked at the eleventh senior brother with a broken head in a daze, and suddenly had the urge to cry, fortunately the eleventh senior brother didn't ask the little junior brother who you are, otherwise maybe he would faint on the spot. After a moment of silence, he shook off Senior Brother Eleven's wrist and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain, shouting loudly, "Senior Sister Seven, where are you? I'll help you." ”

Between the lake pavilions at the foot of the mountain, the fingers of the seventh senior sister pinching the embroidery needle stiffened slightly, looked up at the mountains and forests, and thought in surprise: "How can the new junior brother be so diligent? ”

In the small courtyard before the waterfall, the second senior brother raised his eyebrows slightly, and praised the proud big white goose at the bottom of the stairs and said: "The mountain behind the academy has been dull for many years, and the junior brothers and sisters have been shameless, and now there is finally a little junior brother who is dedicated to the Tao, how can I not be grateful?"

Behind a thatched hut somewhere in the mountains, he was grabbing a chicken leg and gnawing on the tangerine peel and wiped his oily face...... The caracal looked into the depths of the mountains and forests, and sighed in amazement: "Pleasing Senior Sister to the realm of being a slave and flattering to the realm of loudly proclaiming, I am really inferior to you!"

The sound of Qin Xiao in the dense forest of Yaping gradually stopped, and a conversation sounded.

"It occurred to me that we had forgotten something. ”

"Yes, the new song composed last month has not yet been invited to listen to the junior brother. ”

In the past few days when he entered the second floor of the academy, Ning Que had lived a very fulfilling life, very fulfilling, and even had been enriched to the point of being almost exhausted. The brush of the old pen has never fallen, the snow-white paper is still snow-white, he can't sleep every night, and when he enters the academy in the morning, he has to send food and water to Senior Brother Matsushita, and he is busy doing a lot of things.

If he didn't want to be caught by the eleventh senior brother to discuss philosophical issues, he would become a coolie enslaved by the seventh senior sister, and occasionally he would be forced to enjoy the new music of the ninety-two senior brothers.

The hot towel that Sang Sang handed over was getting hotter and hotter, but it still couldn't wash away his exhaustion. Day and night floating in the vast and mysterious rune world, and under the kind invitation of the senior brothers and sisters of the academy, Ning Que's eyes were as bloodshot as a net, his eyes were like mountains, his eyes were dull, his fingers exposed outside his sleeves kept drawing runes in the air, and he kept copying the tens of thousands of characters that he had memorized in his mind, looking like a fool.

In the meadow of the academy, Zhu Youxian looked at Ning Que, who looked miserable, and said in shock, "How did you become like this?"

Situ Yilan and Jin Wucai handed over the invitation bundle in the house, and invited him to come over the house on behalf of the elders of the family, listening to Zhu Youxian's words, only to notice that Ning Que's expression was haggard to the extreme, and he couldn't help but be startled.

Ning Que took the two invitations and stuffed them into his arms, shook his hands numbly, and walked towards the back mountain again, looking a little lost and depressed.

The three of them looked at Ning Que's slow-walking back, and were speechless for a long time in shock. Situ Yilan shook his head vigorously before he expelled Ning Que's ghost-like face out of his mind and muttered, "Could it be that there are ghosts on the second floor?"

"Holy!

Chen Pipi was frightened and swept back twenty meters directly, and then hesitated for a long time before walking back, looking at Ning Que's face shocked and speechless.

Ning Que said weakly: "You are the hell." ”

Chen Pipi nodded and said seriously: "Yes, you do look like a ghost now." ”

Ning Que looked at the mountain forest with a dull expression and said, "I did see a ghost too. In the mountains behind the academy, I saw two starving ghosts who only knew how to play chess and even wanted to be fed, two who could only play the piano and obviously entertain themselves, and they couldn't even see that I was asleep, but they wanted me to sit there and listen, and there was a philosophical ghost who grabbed people and wanted to ask those shit questions......"

Then he turned his head to look at Chen Pipi and said bitterly: "And you unrighteous coward." ”

"I know it's an inhuman life, but don't forget that I've been living it for years. Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que and replied timidly: "But no matter how bitter it is, I haven't become the dignity you have now." What the hell is it that makes you look like this?"

"I'm learning talismans from Master Yan Se. Ning Que looked at him and said with a confused expression: "But after studying for so long, I can't even touch the way, this thing is too difficult, and the difficult one has no direction, and the difficult one has no brain, so I'm not happy." ”

"Did you use that Yongzi Eight Method?"

"I've used everything, but I still can't touch any doorway......"

Ning Que slowly lowered his head and said tiredly: "I actually have a fear of difficulties, and I feel a little hopeless...... You know what? For the first time in my life, I'm desperate about learning. ”

Chen Pipi thought about Ning Que's desperate appearance when he was practicing, and nodded subconsciously.

Ning Que shook his head and said: "Even when I found out that I couldn't practice in Weicheng back then, I wasn't as desperate as I am now, and I wanted to give up so much, because when I fell asleep at that time, I always felt that I was meditating, and now facing those rune books, even if I enter a meditation state similar to sleep, I am still extremely awake to know that I can't do it." ”

Chen Pipi looked at his haggard cheeks and gloomy eyes, and suddenly said, "I'll take you to a place and see a person." ”

Ning Que asked, "Where are you going?"

"Don't let Senior Brother Eleven hear your two questions. Chen Pipi quipped.

Ning Que wanted to laugh when he heard this, but he couldn't raise his eyebrows tiredly.

Chen Pipi looked at his pitiful appearance, sighed, grabbed his sleeve and walked somewhere in the back mountain.

Before coming to a mountain cliff, Chen Pipi stopped, looked at him and said, "The last time you reached the top, you once saw an old gentleman, you thought he was also a senior brother, but in fact he was not. ”

Ning Que remembered the old gentleman and asked, "You said you didn't know what to call him." ”

Chen Pipi said: "I really don't know what to call it. That old gentleman entered the mountain behind the academy very early, and I heard that it was earlier than the senior brother and the second senior brother, so it stands to reason that we should have called him the senior uncle, but the teacher said that this old gentleman was not considered a member of the academy. ”

Suddenly, Ning Que remembered many hidden branches in the story, such as the first-class wise man who gave guidance to the male protagonist, and his spirit suddenly lifted, stared at Chen Pipi and said, "This old gentleman...... Good at runes?"

"Nope. Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "This old gentleman doesn't know how to practice the Dao, and he doesn't know any cultivation methods." ”

Ning Que glared at Chen Pipi and asked, "Then what are you bringing me to see him for?"

"You said that this is the first time in your life that you are afraid of difficulties and want to give up for the first time, then let me ask you, do you like to practice or not?"

After Ning Que was silent for a long time, he replied firmly: "I like it."

Chen Pipi looked at him and said, "Since you like it, you should stick to it." I took you to see this old gentleman, just to let you see that a person who is really obsessed with a certain way will never give up lightly. ”

"Since the old gentleman can't fix it...... So what is he obsessed with, what does he like?"

"Reading ......," Chen Pipi said in an accentuated tone, "He just likes to read." ”