The courtyard was quiet, the atmosphere was very depressing, and it was Chen Changsheng who broke this qiē.

He walked into the house, looking at the small half bowl of tea and rice that Tang Thirty-six had eaten, for some reason, he was suddenly very angry, if it was normal, he would probably go and wash the dishes himself, and then wipe the table carefully twice, but he was not in the mood at this time, and said to everyone: "I'm going to sleep." ”

After saying this, he turned and went into the main room, found a futon, and covered his face.

The rest of the people were still immersed in that complex and sentimental feeling, and when they saw that he actually went to sleep, they couldn't help but be a little surprised, Guan Feibai raised his eyebrows slightly, and said unhappily: "What a cold-blooded guy." ”

Gou Hanshi shook his head and motioned for him to stop talking.

Tang Thirty-six sneered and said, "You are a competitive martial artist, what is the difference between you and that old guy under the pavilion?"

At this time, he folded his sleeves and suddenly said, "It's better to be cold in blood." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, even Tang Thirty-six also felt that this statement was too far-fetched.

"Blood is cold so that you don't have a fever, and it's not easy to go crazy. ”

Folded his sleeves explained expressionlessly, then turned and went into the back room, found another futon, and lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

Tang Thirty-six suddenly thought of something, followed him into the inner room, and said, "I said how many futons are there?

When Guan Feibai heard this, he jumped up from the threshold and shouted inside: "No matter how many beds there are, we have to have at least two beds here!"

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Xun Mei left the thatched hut to these young people before she died, and the solemn feeling seemed to be as if this thatched hut was his greatest inheritance in the world. But in fact, this thatched hut is very simple and shabby, looking at three rooms, in addition to the stove room, there are also the main house and the inner room, but the stove room can not live in people, the remaining two rooms are very small, and it is really a little crowded to live seven people.

Chen Changsheng, Tang Thirty-six and Folded Sleeves lived in the inner room with relatively better conditions. After all, they came first, and Xun Mei left the room for everyone, most of the reason was because of them, so the four people from the Lishan Sword Sect did not raise any objections, but Guan Feibai desperately grabbed two futons.

Xun Mei only left three beds full of sour futon, was robbed of two beds, and only one bed remained, fortunately, she grew up in the snow with folded sleeves, and the cold spring season for ordinary people was as comfortable as early summer for him, and there was no need to cover the quilt at all, Tang Thirty-six, a rich man, actually carried a piece of fur with him, so Chen Changsheng was lucky not to have to sleep with the people.

As the night deepened, Chen Changsheng still kept his eyes open and did not fall asleep.

It's not because of the sour smell coming from the futon, although that's certainly one of the reasons.

Who can sleep a man who has slept in this bed for thirty-seven years, who has just died before their eyes?

There are many people like him who are not asleep.

"Is it worth it?" Tang Thirty-six asked, looking at the stars in the night sky outside the window, his feelings a little depressed.

Folded sleeves closed his eyes, did not fall asleep, and did not speak, because in his opinion this was something that did not need to be considered.

Chen Changsheng didn't speak, but under the futon, the hand holding the black stone became tighter. Last night in the Lingyan Pavilion, he understood some things, tonight in the Heavenly Book Tomb, he encountered some things, these things came too suddenly, so that the fifteen-year-old was too caught off guard, he was actually more confused than Tang Thirty-six.

Looking at the starry sky, perceiving the distant little red star that belonged to him, he thought silently, if he wants to change his fate, he must first change the fate of those people he is connected with, and let those stars change, so how to know which star corresponds to which person around him? Xun Mei ...... Which star is he? There is already a connection between himself and him, what will his death change? Or is it precisely because he entered the Heavenly Book Tomb that his fate will change? If he wants to change his fate, will it really bring misery and death to the people around him?

So what if the stars affected were senior brother's? What if it was Tang Thirty-six's? What if it was falling? Even if it was Xu Yourong, could he look at her indifferently at the dimness of the stars? Just as he was thinking about these things, Tang Thirty-six suddenly got up, lifted his fur aside, and then kept pulling the placket of his clothes and fanning the wind.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's a little hot. Tang Thirty-six said: "I don't know how the family prepares." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled and didn't say anything.

Tang Thirty-six suddenly turned his head to look at him, and said very sternly: "Chen Changsheng, I have something to say to you. ”

Chen Changsheng was a little puzzled and asked, "What?"

Tang Thirty-six said seriously: "No matter what happens in the future, I don't want to say thank you to you, and you don't want to be polite to me." ”

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng was speechless, he knew that Tang Thirty-six was touched by the last conversation between Xun Mei and Wang Po.

Guan Feibai's sneering voice came from outside the door: "Why are you thanking Chen Changsheng, he wants to be rude to you? You are so sure that you will become Wang Po in the future, Chen Changsheng must be inferior to you, and you can only play the role that inspires you to move forward? Don't forget that he is already quiet, you are still far away!"

After Tang Thirty-six finished saying those few words, he was in the midst of a situation of deep brotherly affection, when he suddenly heard this, he couldn't help but be ashamed and angry, and shouted outside the house: "It's as if you are much better than me!"

Guan Feibai sneered and said, "It's not much stronger, it's still strong anyway." ”

Gou Hanshi said: "Don't make any noise. ”

Chen Changsheng said, "Go to bed early." ”

The room finally fell silent, but it wasn't long before the voices of the seven were heard again.

"Second Senior Brother, I'm ...... I...... Seems to be hungry. ”

There was silence, and then laughter erupted.

Shichima's little face flushed.

Chen Changsheng noticed that his sleeves were folded and his eyes were closed, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

laughed and scolded a few times, and everyone's feelings calmed down a little, and they gradually fell asleep.

Chen Changsheng was still awake, quietly looking at the starry night sky outside the window.

Tonight, Xun Mei said that he learned something from him and the folded sleeves, but in fact, he also learned a lot.

The most important thing in life is not to live, but to live or die soberly. For him, the most important thing is to live as he pleases. In the old temple of Xining Town, he followed the master to read the Taoist collection and cultivate the Dao Law, not to kill people with flying swords and live forever, but to follow his heart.

Living to death, the only meaningful thing is only between life and death, of course, you must be sober, of course, you must be happy.

It is precisely because he is truly born to die, so a few years ago, he cultivated the three characters of Shun Xin very well, went to the Shenjiang Mansion to withdraw from the marriage, and appeared at the Qingteng Banquet, until he finally won the first place in the Great Dynasty Examination, but when he really walked into the Lingyan Pavilion and discovered the secret, for the first time in several years, he saw the hope of life, but his mind was disturbed.

He suddenly lost interest in cultivation, and he became a tourist in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum for a day, all because his mind was disturbed. Fortunately, he heard the answer of folding his sleeves and saw Xun Mei going to the Tianshu Tomb. It took Xun Mei thirty-seven years to wake up, and it only took him one night, and I have to say that this is a very lucky thing.

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Chen Changsheng, who regained his calm state of mind, naturally returned to the life trajectory he was familiar with, although he encountered so many things last night, he was a little tired both physically and mentally, and slept late, but at five o'clock in the morning, when the sky was not even bright, he opened his eyes and woke up.

After waking up, he didn't get up, but used the five breaths to calm down as before, and then he got up, put on his overshoes, and was about to make the bed and fold the quilt, only to remember that there were still two people on the bed, only to see Tang Thirty-six holding the fur tightly, shrinking his body, like an insecure child, folding his sleeves and lying straight, to say something unpleasant, like a stone figurine.

He shook his head and walked to the outhouse, only to see that Gou Hanshi, Liang Banhu, and Guan Feibai were covered with a quilt on their bodies, seven sleeping in the corner, and one person was covered with a quilt, and he couldn't help but shake his head again, thinking that the closed disciples of the head of the Mountain Sword Sect were really treated differently.

Walked to the courtyard, went to the stream to fetch water, after washing, he cooked a big pot of white porridge, steamed the remaining two-thirds of the salted fish from yesterday, walked to the window and pushed it open, wanting to call Tang Thirty-six up, Tang Thirty-six rolled around the bed twice, scolded three swearing, and refused to pay attention to him.

Chen Changsheng shook his head for the third time after waking up, and turned around helplessly, but saw that his folded sleeves were already squatting on the edge of the collapsed fence and brushing his teeth, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked with a smile: "I didn't expect it." ”

He folded his sleeves and squatted on the ground, did not look back, and said vaguely: "I didn't expect that I, a wolf cub, actually love cleanliness?"

Chen Changsheng thought about it and found that this was indeed what he thought in his heart, and said apologetically: "It's me who is wrong." ”

He folded his sleeves and threw away the thing in his hand that he didn't know if it was a willow branch or a branch, picked up the slightly cold water and washed his face, and then said: "There's nothing wrong with it, I really don't wash my face every day on the snowfield, the oil stain can resist the cold wind, but I brush my teeth at least twice a day, and I chew some ice and snow from time to time." ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "Why is this?"

"On the snowfield, the meat is frozen very hard, and sometimes you have to eat raw meat, so you have to have good teeth so that you can chew it. ”

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "It makes sense. ”

He folded his sleeves and said: "In those tribes, the old people who live the longest are often the ones with the best teeth. ”

Chen Changsheng noticed that his teeth were indeed very white and healthy.

The two of them drank three bowls of white porridge with salted fish, then left the thatched hut, walked through the large orange grove outside the garden, and walked towards the Tianshu Tomb.

No one finished talking along the way, and the atmosphere was very silent.

When he was about to walk to the right path under the Tianshu Mausoleum, he suddenly stopped with his folded sleeves, looked at him and said, "It's a little strange." ”

Chen Changsheng was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm used to being alone," he said. ”

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Then you go first." ”

folded his sleeves and said: "I still want you to help me heal, of course, it should be you first, in addition to brushing your teeth, there is another rule on the snowfield, that is, you can't offend the doctor." ”

Chen Changsheng laughed and said, "This kind of thing doesn't need to be polite. ”

Folding sleeves did not answer, but directly stretched out a fist.

Chen Changsheng was slightly startled and said, "Does this also need to be a fight?"

He folded his sleeves and said, "Will you make a fist?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I can only use rock-paper-scissors. ”

After a moment of silence, he said, "I will only have this one." ”

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After wrapping his stone-like fist in a rag, Chen Changsheng won the victory, left first, and went north along the righteous path under the Tianshu Mausoleum, listening to the sound of morning birds fluttering their wings from time to time in the mountains and forests, it didn't take long to come to the main gate of the Tianshu Mausoleum, and embarked on the only road where the monument could be viewed.

The steles are all in the mountains, and the road to view the steles is naturally a mountain road, but it is not very steep, paved with many stone steps, and it is very easy to walk.

At this time, the morning has officially arrived, and the morning sun pokes its head out on the eastern horizon, illuminating the buildings of Kyoto in the distance, and the Gan Terrace and Lingyan Pavilion in the Daming Palace are very conspicuous.

The cool morning breeze brushed his cheeks, the morning light illuminated the road ahead, walking in the quiet mountain forest, listening to the bright chirping of the morning birds, and looking at the morning sun whose face was painted by the branches, Chen Changsheng's mood was very calm and joyful, compared to others, he was a day late, but he felt that it didn't matter.

Yes, it is indeed a waste of life.

As he once mentioned in a conversation with Folded Sleeves, chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, and appreciating the scenery are all wastes of life.

But what a wonderful way to waste a life.

How beautiful it is to have life to waste.

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In the quiet and uninhabited mountain forest, Chen Changsheng stepped up the stairs alone, and soon saw a stone monument. He walked to the stele to take a look, only to see that the stele was full of traces of knives and axes, without any words, nor any formed lines, obviously destroyed by someone, remembering the will of the Holy Queen Niangniang back then, he knew that this was not the stele he wanted to see, shook his head and continued to move forward.

A short distance forward, he saw another stone monument.

Here is a mountain cliff, there is a house in front of the cliff, and the stone tablet is in the house.

The eaves of the house spread out in all directions, even if the wind and rain in the mountains are big, it is difficult to wet this monument.

Chen Changsheng walked to the front of the Lu and looked at the stone tablet, his heart fluttering slightly.

The shape of this stele is not very regular, the thickness is not even uniform, and compared with the common steles in the world, it looks more like an unfinished product.

The surface of the stele is smooth, and I don't know how many hands have touched it.

This is the Heavenly Book Tablet.

The first stele of the Tianshu Mausoleum.

Chen Changsheng forcibly controlled himself from looking at the stele and looked around the stele.

The dense forest outside the house is like a barrier, and the stone steps are here to end, and there is only a stone lawn.

Between the green forests, you can faintly see the eaves in the distance, or other monuments, however, there is no road leading to other places.

Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng was thoughtful.

The morning sun shone on the stone lawn, the breeze passed through the forest, and two kingfishers chirped and flew into the sky.

Chen Changsheng woke up, turned to look at the stone tablet in the house, subconsciously put his hands behind his back, and began to watch quietly.

When his gaze fell on the stele, his heartbeat became uncontrollable.

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