Rainwater drips from the eaves of the green tiles.

The elegant house is surrounded by a rain curtain.

When you look inside the house, the whole world is like a foggy haze.

A reclosed umbrella leaned against the wall next to the doorway.

And inside the open door, there are two young people with different temperaments around the table.

One person is writing, and the other is studying ink and handing over pens.

"Brother Lianghan, did you listen to Miss Xie, in fact, my sister may not be very ...... Forget it, but Brother Lianghan's birthday gift is indeed elegant, and it can be regarded as a heart......"

Su Fu looked at Ouyang Rong, who was writing silently with his head bowed, hesitated, swallowed the words, and after he praised it, he asked curiously:

"When you return, the countryside will not return...... Returning to the Beginning? Is this its name, it's interesting, the words have a kind of hermit gentleman's style......"

Ouyang Rong's face was pale and he didn't reply.

But his mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he was reading something silently.

The five fingers of his right hand are pinching the pen like a hook, and the other hand holds the wide sleeve of his right hand to block the ink that has not dried on the stained paper.

Ouyang Rong is silently restoring this "Words of Return" according to some long-term and vague memories in his mind.

Fortunately, the dead language is not the same as the dead high number.

The former is a slippery mouth, following the memory, blurting out, but also relaxed.

And the latter is a talisman, just remember a name, such as the clamping theorem or something, laughing to death, it's definitely not literal, but what it's used for, I don't know.

I have lost everything I have learned before to the ends of the earth, and my brain hurts when I think about it.

But having said that, Ouyang Rong has been in this world for so long, and he has profoundly discovered that the dynasty characters and cultural customs in which this world is located are indeed specious from the Tang Dynasty in the history of the previous life.

There are some celebrity events and historical processes that are present in both worlds.

For example, the Northern and Southern Dynasties in the history of the Qing Dynasty, the five surnames and seven wangs, the Guanlong nobles, etc.

For example, Tao Yuanming, a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, did write a text called "Return to the Speech" after he made a county order for 81 days and resigned without bending his waist for five buckets of rice.

But there are some that are different.

For example, the first emperor Zhengge thousands of years ago did seek immortality in his later years.

However, he once heard the little junior sister leak a mouth, and the First Emperor did seem to have asked for the "elixir" in the end, but it was not an elixir Ganoderma lucidum, but the name of the sword that assassinated him.

A little hell of a joke.

However, it can be seen that the root cause of the deviation between this world and the previous life seems to come from the extraordinary power of the pre-Qin Qi practitioner

In some key historical trends, there are often horizontal interjections and interferences.

The ability of these extraordinary powers, Ouyang Rong has a little understanding these days.

In addition to the outrageous skills of the little junior sister, there is also the bronze mask of the Jade Fairy.

However, at the moment, the life and death of the jade fairy are still uncertain, and the latter is kept with the little junior sister, and when she was asked last time, the little junior sister said that she should study it carefully......

Therefore, whether the "Words of Return" written by Tao Yuanming in the previous life and this world is the same, Ouyang Rong is not very clear.

But didn't he listen to Master Shandao say that Donglin Temple couldn't find the lonely piece left behind.

So as a person who mistakenly memorized the original text and strayed into this world, what Ouyang Rong wrote, that is.

The final interpretation belongs to him, and it is estimated that even if he makes a mistake or something, no one will correct him with a cross.

Ouyang Rong thought about it, and most of the resignation in his hand had been vaguely written, but at this time, his face was stunned when he stopped writing and dipping ink, and his palm stopped above the ink inkstone.

"The clouds have no intention of coming out, and the birds are tired of flying and know how to return...... Hmm, Brother Lianghan, what's wrong with you? ”

Su Fuzheng lowered his head and read silently with a curious face, and at this moment, Yu Guang noticed that the expression of his friend next to him had changed, and he turned his head and asked.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head, silently looked at the hall on the left and right, then looked at the direction of the upper room, and finally frowned at the resignation that was about to be completed.

Immediately, he retracted his face and explained:

"I think of something urgent...... Soon I sat down and was about to take my leave. ”

Ouyang Rong temporarily suppressed the trembling ancient bell in the cloud ancient tower in his mind, which was faintly restless again.

He quickly finished writing "Words of Return" silently, and without checking it, he lowered his head and blew the ink on the paper, and handed it to Su Fu casually.

"It's a casual gift, Da Lang will help you hand it over......"

Su Fu gently put away the rice paper and nodded:

"Okay, although it looks a little shabby, but I'll help you frame it, and how about a landscape painting, so that it looks more elegant and stylish, in fact, there are other guests who send Mobao, Brother Lianghan doesn't have to ......"

Su Fu, who looked up, paused, and there was no one in front of him.

I saw that outside the door, Ouyang Rong had already left with an umbrella without looking back, and his back raised his hand and waved.

"Something, let's go first."

Su Fu was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the fruit basket containing grapes on the table, he picked it up and chased it outside the door, but Ouyang Rong had disappeared in the distance.

"Strange, didn't Brother Lianghan say that he was going to send grapes to Miss Xie, why did everything fall ......behind?"

Su Fu muttered speechlessly.

After looking around for a while, he shook his head, turned around and went back to the back room to take care of the teacher.

Su Fu carried a basket of grapes, came to the bedside with the smell of medicine, and smiled at Yuan Xiangshan:

"Teacher, this is a little bit of Lianghan's heart."

Yuan Xiangshan didn't open his eyes and nodded slightly.

Su Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Yuan Xiangshan, who had finished drinking the medicine, seemed to be a little tired, Su Fu rubbed his tired and stiff face, left the house temporarily, and went back to rest.

After the Su family left, Yuan Xiangshan lay silently for a while, opened his eyes at a certain moment, stretched out his hand tremblingly to the round-faced scholar who was waiting on the side, and waved it.

The round-faced boy stepped forward, "What's the matter, sir?" ”

Yuan Xiangshan's lips pursed a little bloodless, and the white-haired head resting on the pillow leaned towards the inside of the bed, avoiding the scholar's gaze, and whispered:

"Go to Da Lang's table and show the old man the article called "Shi Shuo".

"Yes, sir."

The scholar was stunned and turned away from the bedside.

Yuan Xiangshan opened his eyes, his eyes stared at the bed curtain above, and at a certain moment, he sighed faintly.

I don't know what I'm thinking

……

Ouyang Rong changed his plan, did not go to the little junior sister first, but turned around and returned to Merlot Park with an umbrella.

As soon as he entered the house, he bumped into Ye Weilai in the yard.

When the latter saw him, he was about to turn his back as soon as he saw him, but he turned halfway and came back to the right place.

"Master, what are you doing, what are you doing so fast?"

Ye Weilai put her two small hands in her sleeves, caught up with curiosity, and took the lead in asking questions.

"Nothing, go back to the study...... Wait a minute. ”

Ouyang Rong reacted and said with a straight face:

"Didn't I let you copy the stickers in the study when I just left, what are you doing now? I thought I wouldn't be able to come back for a while, so I just wandered around here and punished you for writing all the words? ”

"It's coming, it's coming, it's really fast."

Ye Wei's gray-blue eyes dodged a little, tightened the sleeves with both hands, and lowered her head to look at the tips of the embroidered shoes and draw circles on the floor:

"The slave is just writing, so he comes out for a walk, and then goes back to continue writing."

This is a follow-up to the last time Ye Weilai violated Ouyang Rong's arrangement without authorization and turned around and returned to Merlot Park halfway.

Except for some kind of punishment for the master to teach the disobedient little maid.

Ye Weilai was also forced to sign a number of "unequal treaties".

Copying fonts and practicing calligraphy is one of them.

Ye Weilai originally even talked about Da Zhou Yayan, let alone literacy.

But to be honest, in fact, she doesn't need to read and write, as a personal maid, she is as beautiful as a flower and nephrite is fragrant.

But who told her to set up a special master like Ouyang Rong, and her requirements for a maid are also extremely high.

Teach Ye Weilai this, Ouyang Rong naturally has his plans.

But Ye Weilai is indeed smart, has a bright brain, and learns extremely fast, no less than the reading seeds in some academies, and Ouyang Rong feels even more sorry for this.

Ouyang Rong has always felt that whether it is in his past life or present life, the reading seeds he encounters, that is, people who study well, are nothing more than from two types of people.

One is people who learn serious and self-disciplined habits.

One category is the smart and talented players.

And a small head like Ye Weilai is flexible and transparent, so he naturally belongs to the latter.

Therefore, at the moment, Ouyang Rong saw that Ye Weilai seemed to be playful and sneaked out of the study, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Ye Weilai seemed to have excellent eyes, and seeing Ouyang Rong's face, she hurriedly grabbed Ouyang Rong's sleeve and said:

"Master, the slave will go back to write, the banquet word and the Yan word asked last morning, the slave has been punished for writing for the past two days, and has studied the next sentence to explain the word, and finally knows what to understand, the slave will go back to the house, and tell the master in detail, the master will see if it is right, okay?"

Ouyang Rong saw the flattering look and soft tone on the white-haired maid's little face, and suddenly felt too angry in his heart, sighed, and touched the little head melon seeds that she had obediently pasted.

He nodded: "No need, my brain hurts when I read, so let's walk around the garden more and relax...... I'll go back to my study first, and don't let anyone else come in and disturb me. ”

"Yes, master."

Ye Weilai nodded obediently, standing with her sleeves in her sleeves, watching Ouyang Rong's back disappear behind the low wall of the gallery.

She let out a long breath and silently pulled her hands out of her sleeves.

I saw a slender green silk wrapped around the index finger of my right hand.

Ye Weilan twisted her two fingers, straightened the green silk, and put it in front of her eyes with the faint yellow light of the lantern on the porch.

The long hair was jet black with a hint of brown.

"I didn't slack myself...... But whose is this...... Who secretly got close to the master, does the master know...... I still don't want to talk to the slave......"

Ye Weilai muttered quietly.

She wasn't lazy to wander around, but she was looking for the owner of this strange long hair.

In the past two days, Ye Weilai has been like this, and she has searched among the maids in Merlot Garden, but she still found nothing, and now Ah Qing and the others have been ruled out, and the investigation seems to have fallen into a dead end......

And it's really too difficult to find the original owner with just one long hair.

In fact, Ye Weilai didn't know why she cared so much about this long hair, and she obviously didn't have the jealousy of Miss Xie and other women to be close to their masters.

It's also possible that this strange long hair was just accidentally attached to the body by the owner from the outside, and it is not such a complicated story.

But Ye Weilai just can't let go.

In the past two days, I don't know how many times I have silently wound this strange green silk on the index finger in my sleeve......

Maybe it's a woman's sixth sense, similar to the lioness's knee-jerk vigilance after discovering that her exclusive territory might be violated.

Ye Weilai always felt that the origin of this long hair was not simple.

Some of the reasons behind it...... It may not be simple.

……

Ouyang Rong didn't know that his maid's sensitive sixth sense and cranky thoughts.

As soon as he returned to his study, he locked the door with his back.

Ouyang Rong glanced at Ye Weilai's rather young but sharp handwriting on the desk, and sat on the Taishi chair.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and began to immerse, and soon, he felt his consciousness like a desert traveler with one leg in the quicksand, slowly sinking into the lake of his heart.

Ouyang Rong flew into the radiant clouds again, and stepped into the quaint small tower that automatically opened the door.

It's still the same three.

A small wooden fish that is round and smooth.

A row of blue-gold fonts: [Merit: 14,288]

There is also an ancient bronze bell.

It's just that at this moment, the Blessing Bell hanging in the center of the empty white mist space is trembling for a long time.

A thick mist poured out of the outward flow.

This time, Ouyang Rong flew to the Fortune Bell, stretched out his right hand, and as soon as his fingertips touched the body of the bell, a strange message immediately drilled into his heart like a loach.

"Is it worth 3,000 merits again...... Is this new blessing still a life-saver? ”

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly, and couldn't help but mutter.

The last time he exchanged the good fortune of three thousand merit points in Yunshui Pavilion, he had not been completely sure of the whereabouts until now, but combined with the experience of the last few times, he vaguely guessed that it happened without him knowing the details.

And it is very likely to be related to the swordsman who did not move on the day of the ribbon-cutting ceremony, when the Liu family ambushed in the Beitian Relief Home of Donglin Temple...... The good fortune seems to have saved his life.

"I don't know why the assassin didn't do it in the end."

Ouyang Rong shook his head slightly, and his gaze returned to the trembling bronze ancient bell in front of him.

Right now, there is another good fortune worth 3,000 merits.

"What's this time...... Huh, what is this? ”

After approaching this time, Ouyang Rong suddenly saw that the torrent of purple mist gushing out of the Fortune Bell was faintly mixed with some other things, or colors.

The huge purple mist gushing out, and there were faint mist with a faint pink color mixed in.

When Ouyang Rong saw it, he stretched out his hand to gently separate the purple mist torrent.

This strange scene is even more obvious:

On the purple waterfall that looks like it hangs upside down in the air, there are peach petals flowing down with the water.

It seems that I have discovered something different from the past.

Ouyang Rong's face was curious, and he tilted his head to look.

"Is this new, or is there something like this before, but it's similar in hue and covered in surging purple gas?"

Ouyang Rong bowed his head, this purple and a faint pink color were put together, and it was indeed very distinct.

"But what's the use of this thing, does it indicate a difference, it's a different kind of good fortune?"

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and propped his hands, rubbed his chin with his mouth, and muttered for a long time.

It's a pity that I didn't find this kind of strange thing in the first few times, so I didn't have the experience to summarize and make judgments.

After a while, Ouyang Rong gave up and let out a long breath.

As for whether to exchange it......

He turned his head to glance at the blue-gold lines in the air.

Immediately close your eyes.

The heartstrings seem to be moving.

"It's still a matter of life...... Three thousand merit points, it's okay, it didn't fall below the 10,000 line. ”

Ouyang Rong muttered, and the blue-gold font above the small wooden fish suddenly turned into a halo of hazy swimming carp, and crashed straight into the restless ancient clock that was faintly emerging with two-color mist.

Bell ——!

Accompanied by a familiar voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

A faint peach-colored purple mist splashed and scattered, and for a moment, the space in the entire ancient tower was occupied.

Ouyang Rong's eyes closed, and after opening them again, all the visions of the previous second had disappeared without a trace.

The bronze ancient bell pattern does not move.

The blue-gold light bounced back to its original place and returned to its original state:

[Merit: 11,288]

Ouyang Rong rolled his eyes and glanced at it.

He stood in the tower where silence had returned, and after a while, he turned away from the tower, and before leaving, his face showed a look of thought:

"Also, how did this new blessing come about......

Happy May Day! Ahem, it seems that the beginning of the month is now double the monthly pass (whispering)