Chapter 1 Ink and Pen Books
Lu Fang was half-asleep and half-awake, only to feel that he was in total darkness.
The mind is muddy, the mind is not very sensitive, the body cannot move, the mouth cannot speak, the eyes cannot see, and even the sense of the outside world is very vague.
It's as if this body doesn't belong to you.
This "sense of detachment" made him restless!
Faintly heard footsteps coming, Lu Fang's wrist was lifted, and it seemed that someone was calling for him.
A conversation ensued, sounding like two elders talking.
"Xu Langzhong, why is my young master unconscious?"
"There is no worry about life, because it is caused by hard work, I can prescribe a prescription to take care of it."
"According to your words, my young lady went to the Grange to inspect and did not return, if the young master has three long and two short......"
Lu Fang listened to a few words in a hazy way, and fell asleep exhausted.
I don't know how long it took, I suddenly felt my feet step on the air, and I was scared and opened my eyes.
It was a dream! ’
Lu Fang's heart had just relaxed, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
I only felt exhausted and dizzy, as if I had done fourteen times in one night, and my body was hollowed out.
Sitting up "hard" from the stepping bed, Lu Fang froze.
The antique bedroom, the beauty stepping on the spring kang screen, the Huanghuali Eight Immortals table and the Taishi chair, are placed everywhere with exquisite and elegant ceramics.
'What's going on!' Where is this? Why am I sleeping here? ’
Lu Fang tried to recall what happened last night, and suddenly a wave of unfamiliar memories hit him, and scenes of memory quickly appeared in front of him.
After sorting out his head, Lu Fang learned that he had crossed over! Traveled to Lu Fang, who has the same name and surname in this world.
Lu Fang, the word Xun Ge, 20 years old, both parents died, there is a sister and a house, he is the head of the Lu Mansion in Po County, Jiangzhou County, the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he is a scholarly and wealthy businessman.
Swearing at the age of three and fighting at the age of five.
At the age of seven, he aspired to be a scholar (because my sister said that girls like scholars).
At the age of fourteen, I secretly went to listen to music for the first time.
At the age of fifteen, he listened to music.
At the age of eighteen, I went to listen to music.
At the age of twenty, he was confined to his sister at home.
Lu Fang cried, made trouble, and hanged himself, but when he saw that no one paid attention to him, he gradually stopped.
Since then, he has been getting thinner and thinner day by day.
When outsiders saw it, they thought it was because they had taken too much effort to study.
Only Lu Fang knew that it was because of the reason why there was a beautiful woman who accompanied him every night.
On a dark and windy night, Lu Fangzheng was lying on the bed reading with relish, and a pretty beauty pushed the door and walked in.
I thought it was strange at the time!
The door was locked from the outside, how did she get in?
The pretty beauty claims to be the daughter of a martial arts hall "to be married", and has admired Lu Fang's literary talent for a long time, but she can't bear to love it in her heart, so she has the courage to visit Lu Lang at night.
I caught a glimpse of the pretty beauty sitting on the chair shyly, shy and dignified, looking at her eyes like spring water, admiring and worshipping.
Lu Fang's whole body seemed to have insects crawling, and his heart was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, wanting to ride the horse and run wild immediately.
He is self-absorbed and thinks that he is a beautiful woman and has a good eye!
He threw the few doubts in his heart to 108,000 miles, dug a pit and buried it, and stepped on two feet before leaving, and tamped the soil.
Ten days.
Lu Fang slept during the day to recuperate, bathed and changed clothes every night, burned incense and swept the couch, and waited for the beautiful woman to come to learn "knowledge".
Worried that his sister would hear the wind and ruin his good deeds, he was tight-lipped about everyone.
It wasn't until he died last night that he woke up to the fact that where there were any pretty beauties to serve, and gentleness was just an illusion.
It is clear that it is an ugly ghost sucking yang energy on the side.
I didn't have time to scream, I was already kicking my legs straight and screaming.
“……”
Lu Fang mourned silently for his predecessor, thinking that his predecessor was killed by a demon, and he crossed over through this body.
I'm just worried that the evil ghost will find out that he is not dead, and what if he comes to ask for his life again?
In his memory, Lu Fang learned that in this world, there are great Confucians who "criticize and write", Taoist real people who can attract "heavenly thunder", and Buddhas who have wonderful laws......
Demons and barbarians coexist with two alien races and humans.
The theory of ghosts and things also really exists.
Ghost! It's a wicked thing.
Ghosts can exist and be destroyed.
Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism can all be destroyed.
Confucianism cultivates a majestic and righteous spirit, and ghosts see it like a brilliant light, which cannot be seen or hurt.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was based on Confucianism and also respected Taoism.
The Taoist priest's ghost catching method is "official" professional certification and trustworthy.
Buddhism also has a transcendent method, but Buddhism in this world is a national force, and temples are not allowed to be set up in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
'Strange! ’
Lu Fang rummaged through his memories and suddenly found a strange thing, that ghost! That pretty beauty has been secretly probing, what treasure does the Lu family have?
Forehead...... Scold! The predecessor really showed the "big baby" to the pretty beauty, but he was also a talent.
When Lu Fangzheng was laughing and laughing, he suddenly became worried: a Confucian scholar who has a strong and righteous spirit and can get rid of ghosts has always been noble, even if he gives silver, he may not come.
Not to mention that I don't know anyone in the house, and there is no way to find anyone.
'Buddhism? ’
Lu Fang's head shook like a rattle, and there was no way to find a monk in the house.
'Taoism? Lu Fang frowned, hurriedly walked out of the bedroom and looked up at the sky, looking at the position of the sun, it should be around four o'clock in the afternoon.
Go to the "Yuyang Mountain Lingdu Temple" outside the city to invite the Taoist, it will take three or four hours to come and go, I'm afraid it will be too late.
It's hard to pray, the evil spirit thinks he's dead, and he won't come again tonight, which is too child's play.
"Someone ...... coming"
Lu Fang opened his mouth and was about to summon someone, when suddenly thunder exploded in his ears, like an ethereal sound falling from the sky:
"Heaven and earth are determined by words, and the ink is set into heaven and earth, and thousands of idle books are collected for the meaning of the Tao in the book - it is for the 'ink pen and book realm'."
"Ink pen book...... Ink pen ...... Pen and ink book—"
In the melodious sound of "book" that seemed to float to the "ends of the earth", Lu Fang's head tilted and fainted.
Lu Fang seemed to have a dream.
In the dream, the sky is ink, and the earth is also ink, and a huge pen with an ancient atmosphere stands between heaven and earth, like a divine pillar that supports the ink sky and ink.
The giant pen is volleying in the air - the ink pen and the book realm.
The words are square, and the ink sky and ink shake violently.
Bobo......
Out of thin air, all kinds of books with flashes of inspiration appeared, some were palm-sized, some were human-high, and some were huge mountain peaks......
Books frolic between heaven and earth, flying away, spinning in circles, bouncing, shaking heads, leaning on iron mountains, and beating each other.
Where is this book?
It is clearly a naughty boy who is making a scene, which also adds a bit of vitality and color to the lifeless ink sky.
Suddenly, a huge pen above volleyed left and right! Restless books, held to the opposite side by an unknown force.
A seven-colored ink horizon appeared in the middle of the ink ground, separating Lu Fang from the book.
The colorful ink color is endless, and it seems endless.
It seems to have some kind of magic, and it is like a barrier, so that the books can't come over, so that Lu Fang can't pass.
When Lu Fangzheng was nervous, a book descended from the ink sky and hit his head, a stream of memories poured into his brain, and a piece of content jumped out of his heart-
"Liao Zhai Different Zhi Nie Xiaoqian"!