It's late at night, it's time to sleep......

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A full golden moon hung above the quiet night sky, unceremoniously shining brightly. The two small mountains on both sides of the river are shining brightly, and the waves in the river are also left a little bit of slight, jumping and flashing, back and forth......

There is a small village by the river, interspersed with these intersecting paths. The roofs of every house also reflect their gray and black backgrounds under the moonlight at this time.

At this time in the village, every household has gone to the lights, although the night has only come for a short time, but the village has been passed down by sunset and sunrise for thousands of years. Although there are some changes today, the people in the village think that this is a tradition of their ancestors, which is harmless to people, and it is not beneficial to change it, so they do not change it.

So people are probably asleep at this point, but there seems to be one exception. There is also a house in the rock pavilion on the hill behind the village, and the lights are dimly lit.

The Iwakaku is a book pavilion in the village, similar to a library. It's a large, well-stocked library.

It is also strange to say that such a book pavilion in a village of only two or three hundred people is tantamount to standing out from the crowd. There are basically only two occupations in the village: fishermen and farmers. There are also people who read, but they learn to fish and farm the land while reading, which is still strange, it may be that the graves of the ancestors of the people in the village are not buried in the right place.

The Rock Pavilion, as its name suggests, is built on the rock cliff wall, which occupies more than half of the back mountain of the village.

Moreover, according to the people in the village, this rock pavilion has three floors, corresponding to the earth, people and heaven. The number of rooms on each floor decreases in turn, and the first floor, the so-called zigzag floor, has 9,000 rooms, followed by the herringbone floor with 6,000 rooms, and finally, the celestial floor, which has only 3,000 rooms. There are 18,000 rooms in total.

It has a collection of more than 10 million books......

This book pavilion is said to have existed a long time ago, before there was this village.

Although most of the people in the village are rough people who don't like to read, they have a good habit of taking the initiative to clean the book pavilion every time they celebrate a festival or meet a solar term. Because they think that being respectful of books or the culture of their ancestors will bring blessings.

Although there are dozens of people at a time, at most more than 100 people go there, compared to this huge number of rooms, it seems that it is impossible to clean a famous hall. But this is not the case, the whole rock pavilion is very clean, and there is no dust on the bookshelves and floors. This may seem unreasonable, after all, ordinary places will have a thick layer of dust if they are not cleaned for just a few days.

But it seems that there is nothing strange about this, after all, it is strange enough to have such a book in such a small village.

There is an old man living in the library, surnamed Song, and everyone in the village calls him Uncle Song, yes, it is the kind that everyone calls, and the eighty or ninety-year-old man also needs to be called. He has a characteristic, in the memory of the villagers, he has never been under the library.

He has lived for almost 500 years, and it stands to reason that no matter how big the lifespan of ordinary people is, it is not easy to exceed two Jiazi. But there are people who can, who have practiced the arts, or whatever. Uncle Song is a person who has practiced arts.

The light in the library is on the third floor, and it is also in the middle of the third floor. From there, I looked straight into the distance, and I saw two mountains connected to the sky. A little further up the line, there is the golden moon that has just risen. And below is the river on which half of the villagers live.

It's not so much a house as a great viewing platform.

There are two people sitting in the middle of this observation deck, one is the old man in this pavilion, or the owner of the pavilion - Uncle Song. There is also the kid of the Li family - Li Zhenguan, who is just sixteen years old this year. He was sitting on the left side of the old man, talking and laughing with the old man.

"Master, the scenery over there is so beautiful!"

"Well, yes, it's a rare sight in a year."

"It's a pity that the uncles and aunts in the village have slept and missed this beautiful scenery, it's a pity."

……

"Jiangtian|One color|no fiber dust, bright sky|lonely moon wheel."

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"Master."

"Huh?"

"You told us before to tell us about the outside world, but you haven't talked about it, now let's talk about it."

"However, Wu Xiaoping and Li Mu are not here, they also like to listen to it."

"It's okay, you can tell them later, I'll leave tomorrow, and I won't have a chance to listen to it in the future."

Hearing this, their eyes flashed, and the light in the air seemed to be cold.

Uncle Song looked at the mountains and the moon in the distance and sighed. I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but after trying for a long time, I found that my throat seemed to be stuck and I couldn't speak.

After a long while, he slowly continued.

"Zhenguan is leaving tomorrow...... You've been here for 10 years, haven't you? ”

"Well, tomorrow is exactly ten years, I am the sixth birthday of your Meng, and tomorrow is my sixteenth birthday." Li Zhenguan said with satisfaction.

"Hehe, ten years is really fast, when you came, you were so tall, you didn't stay, or I told you a story about the overlord to coax you to stay." Uncle Song stretched out his hand as he spoke, his eyes glistened with tears, and he smiled again on his face.

Li Zhenguan also felt Uncle Song's emotional changes, and didn't know how to continue the topic for a while, but quickly reacted.

"Master, don't be sad, although I have to leave tomorrow, I will come back to see you. Besides, I'm leaving, and Xiaoping and Li Mu are with you, and there are many little brothers and sisters, in the past few years, the harvest has been good, and the uncles and aunts have worked hard, you know. After speaking, Li Zhen looked at Uncle Song and wanted him to come out of his sadness.

"Zhenguan is right, grandpa is not lonely, grandpa just thought that you were leaving, and he was a little reluctant."

"Hey, hey." Li Zhen looked at Uncle Song and couldn't help but smile.

Uncle Song is called Uncle Song in the village, age is one of them, and the other is that most of the people in this village are students of Uncle Song, although the success rate is not very high for hundreds of years, but no one in the village is going to be this gentleman who can get some benefits and respect, and people are willing to send their children to him. Li Zhenguan's parents are no exception.

What Uncle Song handed over to them did not make them all go to Xiucai or lift people, but it had a great impact on their not too long but by no means short life.

Li Zhenguan is the most outstanding or the most talented among the students that Uncle Song has taught in the past few decades, whether it is martial arts or Wenling.

In view of Li Zhenguan's situation, the people in the village also want Li Zhenguan to go to Luoyi, the capital, to take the entrance examination, and try again to see if he can take the test for fame.

"What do you want to know?"

"The outside world, anything."

"Then I'll tell you about it, let's talk about the world."

"It was a long, long time ago, hundreds of thousands of years ago, maybe earlier. Two men made a large stone slab and stood there, talking something in their mouths and gesturing in their hands. The slate grew thicker and bigger. Finally this world was formed. ”

"Master, you fool. The "Open Heaven Chronicles" I read on the first floor are better than what you said. ”

"I'm not lying, my dad told me. As for the Pangu opening the world in the "Open Heaven Chronicles" you said, I also know it. Isn't that trying to tell you something different? ”

"Okay then."

"What you see from the "Open Heaven Chronicles" and "Four Domains Chronicles" is just some skins, which are recorded in more detail in the second layer of the Book Pavilion, and you haven't read the first layer, so naturally you don't know. Our world is like a chessboard, the sky is like a round cover, stretching across the four wildernesses, boundless. Among them, it is mainly divided into four seas, three continents, two islands, and one day.

The land under our feet is the world, living in the center of the world, let's say that Luoyi you are going to this time, where is it, you are neutral on the ground, you can't see the shadow. Our ancestors also recognized this very early on, so they called our place the world. Come and tell your children and grandchildren that we were born in the middle of the world, and that we must have the pride to be the people of the world when we live in this world.

There is only one country in the land of the world, the current Qi Sheng Dynasty, there are thirty-six provinces in the dynasty, each of which has several prefectures, each prefecture has several posts, and each post has several villages.

Like us here, that is, Qisheng, Jiujiang Road, Sanjiang Mansion, Shenxuanyi, Guwang Village.

In this world, everyone lives in different ways, and in our village, people make a living by fishing and farming. In other places there are other methods, merchants, craftsmen, servants......

But the most sought after and yearned for are those who are engaged in Wenling and martial arts. Like me, I practiced martial arts back then, and through this, I also gained a lot of glory, wealth, and longevity that ordinary people can't match......

But I have also lost a lot of happiness, family affection, trust, leisure, and insipidity that ordinary people enjoy......

I want you to go here and practice martial arts, or you can practice Wenling, and you are not bad at both. Choose how to live in your life, just follow your mind, when you want to move forward, you go to the mountain, want to stop, you can learn from me, go back to the village to be the master of this book pavilion, teach the children in the village.

But it's too difficult for people to do this.

If you want to cultivate the Order, you have to go from reading to silent, then contemplating the mind, then making meritorious contributions, and finally becoming a saint.

If you practice martial arts, there are nine realms, in order, new knowledge, listening to immortals, stopping people, seeking holiness, knowing the sky, Qi Tian, creation, human determination, and moderation. There seems to be a sanctification on this, but I don't know very well. ”

"Which is more?" Li Zhenguan asked expectantly.

"Each has its own strengths, and it varies from person to person."

"Oh, but, grandpa, I feel like our world is a ball, not a chessboard."

"Huh? Why do you think so? When he said this, Uncle Song's eyes flashed with a little surprise.

"I don't know, it's just feeling."

"Oh." Uncle Song nodded thoughtfully. After a while, I got up and walked to the back. Come to the side shelf and look left and right. In the end, I reported a stack of books in my hand, no more, no less, exactly ten.

Came to Li Zhenguan. Look at him and smile.

"Zhenguan, your child is blessed, I remember that when you were born, you had already reached the end of the martial arts path, and you had been teleporting in the village for a few years. People say that you are born to be a human being, and you have a bright future. You'll leave tomorrow, I don't have anything else for you here, just a set of books, do you want it? As he spoke, he gestured to the book that had been placed aside.

"Yes. The book given by the master must be of great use. But it's such a big pile, I can't take it with me. Or I'll move back home. Bring one or two copies, and come back later to read them later, do you think? ”

"No, you can finish these books tonight."

"That's so much, it's not realistic to read it tonight."

"You try, read it by heart." As he spoke, he nodded to Li Zhen's point of view. gave one of them to Li Zhenguan.

The cover of the book is a thick layer of yellow paper, on which are written two large characters - "Heavenly Work". A few lines of small words were attached next to it, "Gossip about fate, and future generations are not to blame." ”

The paper inside the book has turned yellow and old, and the handwriting has fallen off from time to time, but it can still be read.

"The supernatural is not human, the fake is not human, and the strength of the non-human is not human. Use all things as the power of man. Harvest the beauty of adults in the world. The rest of the people are determined, the number of days of life, there will eventually be a small understanding, the book is in this book, and it is thought that future generations will look at it...... Those who come to the book, if they are able to do righteous deeds, will do righteous deeds. ”

This is an exercise, and it seems to be a good exercise.

Li Zhenguan read quickly, almost a few seconds on a page, about three hours later. Li Zhenguan finished reading this pile of books. Li Zhenguan was very shocked by this, he had never read a book at such a speed, and what was even more peculiar was that he remembered the contents of the book clearly and could recite it in full.

Feeling this wonderful change repeatedly, Li Zhen watched Uncle Song sitting on the side, and I don't know when Uncle Song had already found a pair of Go. Swing out, and the candle flame next to it flickered on the chessboard.

"Done?"

"Hmm"

"How does it feel?"

"Memorized them all. But why do you remember it all after watching it once? ”

"This is the exercise, the necessary thing for practicing martial arts. He ran into your head on his own. So you'll remember it all. ”

"Oh."

"When you forget all about that day, you will be able to use this exercise in its entirety."

"Grandpa, didn't you say that Wen Ling and martial arts let me choose by myself, did you give me exercises because you wanted me to learn martial arts?"

"I didn't help you choose, the choice between Wenling and martial arts is still up to you, I just think that there are some old objects, instead of putting them there to be ashes, it is better to take them out, give you one more choice, and also give it one more choice."

"Oh, thank you, martial arts or Wenling, I will seriously consider it."

"Okay, since you're leaving, let's accompany the old man to play a game of chess." As he spoke, he tapped on the chessboard in front of him.

"Okay, grandpa, don't release the water, I must win you once before leaving."

"Okay, okay, I don't release water, but don't be angry if you lose for a while." The old man's magnetic voice and kind laughter echoed in the air. The young man spread out in the room with an expression of disbelief.

Li Zhenguan was not modest, and directly grabbed the black chess piece and landed the first hand on Tian Yuan.

"It's still nonsense." Looking at Li Zhenguan's first hand, Uncle Song also said angrily.

"Master, I'm not messing around, I'm using chess to make a life, who can guarantee that the first step in life is a good start."

"But you're leading yourself to your death."

"Master, maybe I'll be in a dead end at the beginning."

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About half an hour later, there were already some chess pieces scattered on the chessboard, but it was obvious that the sunspots had no advantage.

At this time, the person holding the sunspot was already lying on the small bench next to him, and he was asleep.

The old man sat in front of the chessboard, looking at the endgame, and the long candle next to him also became a lot shorter, dragging a long flame, reflected on the old man's body, jumping and jumping.

"Perhaps......" the old man muttered.

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In the early morning, the mist in the mountains and the brilliance of the rising sun reflect each other, inspiring a warm pillar of light between the sky and the mountain, the mountain and the water, and the water and the world.

Today in the village is different from the past, people do not go out to work early in the morning, but every household is full of smoke, especially one family, which is still full of people.

It's not someone else's house, it's Li Zhenguan's house.

The people in the village knew that Li Zhenguan was leaving today, and every family prepared the best meal, and then went to his house to gather. Send Li Zhenguan to eat a hundred family banquets and pray to the ancestors of the gods of the road, in order to have a safe journey.

"The stinky boy went there, his uncle, second uncle, and third aunt and fourth aunt are here, but the others are gone." The one who asked was Li Zhenguan's father, a father who was good at and loved to brag.

Back then, he relied on a talking mouth to trick Li Zhenguan and his mother from the young lady of the Liu Ji Grain Station in the city to the village to fish and farm with him to live.

"Maybe I'm going to see Song Ye. Should be back in a moment. It was Li Zhenguan's mother who replied, wearing a linen dress and a pair of dusty trousers, with fair skin and a few wrinkles between talking and laughing. A pair of big eyes, and a small red mole in the eyebrows. It was also a ...... when I was young

I have to say that Li Zhenguan's father is a capable person.

The relationship between Li Zhenguan's family is very good, and the relationship with the neighbors is also very good, especially Li Zhenguan himself is very popular in the village. It's cutest when you're young. I often go out for a walk and come back with a lot of food or some knick-knacks.

Li Zhenguan's father is called Li Hua, and his mother's name is Liu Yanshi.

His father was very kind to the wife and children, although there were elements of cheating and gambling when he married his daughter-in-law, but after welcoming her into the house, those big imaginative cowhides did not materialize. However, those small, firewood, rice, oil and salt things, and some old-fashioned and fashionable romandices have never lost their words.

Not long after the two of them got married, the family was still relatively embarrassed. The meal was not enough, and Li Hua forced Liu Yanshi to eat enough every time he used his chopsticks. So much so that now the family is relatively wealthy in the village. When he was eating with Li Zhenguan and Liu Yanshi, he kept picking out good dishes for the two of them, and only after seeing that the two of them were full of food did he move his chopsticks.

The detailed work at home is left to Liu Yanshi, and she never wants Liu Yanshi to interfere when she is fishing and farming. And after Li Zhenguan was enlightened, Uncle Song said that he was a talented seedling, and since then, Li Hua has never had the idea of letting Li Zhenguan work. He did not force Li Zhenguan to become a talent, but kept it free-range.

Of course, Liu Yanshi is also a good woman, and she has never complained anything to Li Hua. It is also excellent to treat his son. "Dad, mother, I'm back, oh, the second uncle, the third aunt and aunt are also here, and there are other uncles and aunts, I'm going to see Song Ye. I'm sorry for coming back late. Li Zhenguan arched while smiling.

came to Li Hua.

"I said Dad, why are you doing such a big battle, aren't you just going to Luoyi to take a test. You are engaged in such a big battle now, if I don't pass the test, will I still have the face to be a man when I go back to the village? Li Zhen looked at Li Hua, who was sitting on the main seat with a smile on his face. I said it angrily.

"I didn't do it, your uncles and aunts themselves are here to see you off."

"It's not like you're bragging about it in the village every day." Li Zhen glanced at him. It's love and hate for my father, after all, this kind of character who loves to brag and criticize and be responsible to the end is really weird in a person.

"Zhenguan, don't blame your father, we want to send you off, you have to welcome." The person who was called uncle by Li Zhenguan before spoke first. Immediately after that, everyone else chimed in.

"Welcome, welcome, why can't my nephew welcome it, it's just that this is a waste of money for uncles and aunts, and it also delays a day's work, and my nephew is not very embarrassed. Besides, he hasn't been admitted yet, and if he fails at that time, his nephew will be embarrassed to go back to the village with a thin face. ”

"Speaking there, our village, inside and out, is hundreds, although not relatives, it has long been like relatives. It's like a family, even if you can't pass the exam, no one will laugh at you when you come back. Don't be afraid, be bold to take the test, you are born to be a person, and you have been taught by Song Ye for so long in the Rock Pavilion. Why can't you pass the test? It was Li Zhenguan's third aunt who spoke.

"Li Hua, the altar monk's livestock dishes are ready." A man came in, with dark skin and a few chicken feathers on his sleeve, who should have caught the chicken just now.

Then all the people in the hall went out into the courtyard and began the sacrifice, killing the chicken and a sheep. A few of the main people went to serve a few sticks of incense. This simple but hopeful sacrifice was completed.

After that, there is a big banquet that everyone loves, and the dishes are different, each with its own characteristics, which are made by the people of the village early in the morning. More than a dozen tables were set up. It was also full of people. Old, middle-aged, old, middle-aged, young, and young.

Everyone talked and laughed, toasted each other, joked, and picked vegetables for the children.

Halfway through the meal, a string of long, red firecrackers was laid out in the yard, and a light was crackling.

This is an old man sitting at the table with Li Zhenguan standing up, the old man is not too tall, and there are a few green strands in his white hair. The face is lined with messy age spots. He is the village chief of this Guwang Village, Zhang Baiqing. Seventy-nine this year can be regarded as highly respected.

He raised his glass and cleared his throat.

"Everyone! Everybody! Let's be quiet. Old man Rong said a few words. ”

When the sound ended, the originally noisy courtyard fell silent all of a sudden. A pair of eyes also looked at the old man's table.

"Today we are gathered here, not for anything else, just one thing, our Guwang Village has a talent - Li Zhenguan. This is not an ordinary talent, Uncle Song said, this Zhenguan has the potential to be among the best. He went to Luoyi before, as long as he succeeded in entering an institution. Then you will be able to participate in the trial later. If we come back with a top prize, then our Guwang Village is famous in Shenxuanyi and even Sanyuan Mansion or Jiujiang Road. Let's let Zhenguan say two words. Isn't that good? ”

"Okay, Zhenguan will say a few words."

"Okay, Brother Zhenguan will say a few words"

"Tell me, Zhenguan."

Looking at this group of emotions, Li Zhenguan was also happy and moved, he didn't expect that there would be so many people to see him off when he set off. Looking at the people present who have watched them grow up since they were children, and they are about to leave, for a while, my heart is a little sour.

"Uncles and aunts, elders, friends, little brothers and sisters. I'm going to leave today, and I'm really reluctant.

Our Guwang Village, although the place is not big and there are not too many people, everyone will meet several times a day if they don't see each other. I'm gone, I don't know if it's a year, two years, or three or five years, or even more than ten years.

It's hard to say goodbye, and I don't know what will happen if I leave this familiar and warm environment. But I know that at this time, it was like a big rock in my chest, and it was a little speechless.

Most of you may say I'm here for fame, but my heart tells me that it's not like that, I want to see more and learn more.

The world is so big, I am like a drop in the ocean; There is a lot of knowledge, and I am a fine soil for Mount Tai.

Only after reading the book a hundred times can we know its meaning; Only when people have traveled thousands of miles can they know the vastness of the world.

I believe that the friendship we have today will become more precious with the passage of time. ”

After speaking, the people didn't say much, and just like that, when they arrived at the wharf at the entrance of the village, the people of the village, standing on the shore, watched the young man on the boat who was carrying his bags alone disappear into the line between the sky, the mountains and the water.

After a long time, when people saw that there was really only an empty scene, and they could not even find the phantom in their eyes, they left one after another.

In the end, Li Hua and Liu Yanshi were left on the pier, and Liu's head rested lightly on Li's shoulder.

"Xiao Zhenguan is gone."

"Gone."

"I don't know when I'll see you again."

"Maybe it's going to be a long time."

"Do you say that our little Zhenguan can be the champion?"

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