Entering the Tianshu Mausoleum but not looking at the Tianshu Mausoleum only to see the scenery, no one knows what Chen Changsheng is thinking, why he is doing this, in fact, even he himself does not understand why he is unwilling to step into the Tianshu Mausoleum, he is not willing to look at those stone tablets, he is only willing to walk around in the garden under the mausoleum.

Looking at the sunset that was about to set in the distance, his hand fell on the hilt of the short sword, and his divine sense gently brushed the black stone, feeling the warm breath, and only then did he sober up a little, and understood that the original wait-and-see represented hesitation, and the reason why he hesitated was because he subconsciously did not want to continue to practice.

Cultivation makes people grow and make people strong, and only by becoming a truly strong person can he change his fate according to the methods that Ling Yange told him, but ...... He hadn't really hit the road yet, but he had already seen the bloody images at the end of the long road, so that his steps were so heavy that it was difficult to move.

In the past, he didn't think about these problems, in the face of life and death, everything is very simple, and only by surviving can he be qualified to think, but now he is far from solving the problem, but he began to think about these, I have to say that this seems a bit hypocritical, of course, from another angle, it can also be said that this is a kind of happiness.

The twilight was getting thicker, and Qingqiu seemed to be burning in the sunset, and he had already walked around the Tianshu Mausoleum for more than a circle, and came to a forest garden in the southwest corner, and saw a grass hut.

The grass hut is very simple, and the bark can even be seen on the beams, which is extremely rough, and the grass on the eaves has not been changed for many years, and the black, black, gray and gray are very ugly.

In the Tianshu Mausoleum or if you want to stay for a long time, then you need to find a place to stay and rest, Chen Changsheng does not plan to accept the arrangement with those candidates, and subconsciously does not want to get too close to the stone tablets in Qingqiu that have not been seen so far, and is ready to see if he can stay here.

He politely called twice to the hut, but no one responded, and after thinking about it, he walked up the stone steps, pushed the door in, and found that there were only some simple furnishings in the hut, the table top was covered with a light layer of ash, the water tank behind the side door was about to dry up, and there was still a lot of rice in the rice bucket.

Someone should live here, but that person lives extremely carelessly. Chen Changsheng was a little clean, looking at the appearance of the room, he couldn't help but shake his head, but he didn't leave, after thinking about it, he actually found a bucket and rag in the corner of the room and began to clean it.

From Xining Town to Kyoto, from the old temple to the National Education College, what he is best at is not reading, but cleaning the courtyard, washing and cleaning the face, it didn't take long, the inside and outside of the grass house were cleaned very clean, the water in the water tank rippled, and there was no trace of the cobwebs under the eaves.

After simmering the rice in a pot, cutting a third of the salted fish tied to the beam of the house and steaming it on it, he went to the garden and plucked some cabbage to wash and fry it.

The twilight gradually receded, the Tianshu Mausoleum gradually darkened, the scenery was not as beautiful as before, but it gave people a more mysterious feeling, and the green trees on the mountain turned into ink balls, as if they were words.

Thousands of years ago, there was once a demon lord who studied the Tao in the Tianshu Mausoleum for ten years, and Zhou Dufu only took three days and three nights to understand all the stone tablets and climb to the top of the Tianshu Mausoleum. Stories like this abound in the history of the Heavenly Book Tomb, and there are countless of them, because this place is originally a legendary holy place.

Thinking of those stories or rumors, thinking of the number one god general of the continent who had sat under the pavilion for hundreds of years in front of the Shinto, Chen Changsheng's heart fluctuated slightly, and his pupils became darker and darker because of the night.

"Yearning, or awe, is normal, but ...... You just look at it like this and do nothing, in my opinion, very stupid...... Waste of life. ”

A voice rang out outside the crumbling fence of the hut, and the man's voice was slow, with no obvious fluctuations in his intonation, sounding like a boring tune.

Chen Changsheng looked back and saw a young man standing outside the fence wall, the young man was very thin, there was no emotion on his face, and he looked very indifferent, just like his light eyebrows.

It was the wolf boy who folded his sleeves.

Chen Changsheng knew that the military exploits he had made in Northern Xinjiang with his folded sleeves could be easily converted into the qualifications to enter the Tianshu Mausoleum, but he waited for the other party in the National Education Academy for several days and the other party did not appear, but at this time, he came to the Tianshu Mausoleum with the top three candidates in the Great Dynasty Examination, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He waved his hand at the boy outside the fence, thought for a moment, and said, "Listening to music, watching plays, and reading novels, in fact, many people are not wasting their lives? ”

"But you...... Not that kind of person. He folded his sleeves and looked at him through the fence wall and said, his voice was still a little dry and awkward, but he was very sure and could not be questioned.

Chen Changsheng was silent, and after a while, he said: "I still can't figure out some things, I don't want to do anything for the time being before that, at least I don't want to do anything today." ”

He and Folded Sleeves had only met in the Great Imperial Examination, and they were not familiar with it, and his first impression of this wolf boy was that this person was extremely dangerous and very vigilant, but he didn't know why, today at the moment when the night covered the Tianshu Tomb, he suddenly felt that this wolf clan boy could either understand his confusion, or because of the cruelty of the snowstorm or rumors related to this young man.

"Is being alive the most important thing?" he asked earnestly as he looked at his folded sleeves.

A fifteen-year-old boy who asks his peers seemingly philosophical questions about life and death would have been ridiculed in those academies in Kyoto.

Folding sleeves was not an ordinary teenager, so he didn't laugh at Chen Changsheng, but was silent for a long time, and after some very serious thinking, he made his own answer.

"Being alive is not the most important thing. ”

In the snowy northern Xinjiang, it is very difficult to live, a mixed-blood wolf cub who has been expelled from the tribe since he was a child, it is even more difficult to survive, he folded his sleeves and desperately survived, and did countless cold-blooded things in order to survive, but he did not think that living was the most important thing.

This answer is somewhat surprising.

Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously and said, "Thank you." ”

Outside the fence, he folded his sleeves and said, "You're welcome. ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "Then what is the most important thing for you?"

He folded his sleeves and said, "Live soberly, or die soberly." ”

At that moment there was a creak in front of the hut, and a hole in the fence was pushed open, and a man entered, unkempt and shabby in his clothes, who could not tell his age, and a pair of bright and clean eyes could be faintly seen in his drooping hair. The man looked at the two teenagers standing on either side of the fence, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't know why he didn't ask.

There was silence inside and outside the fence wall, and the silence was a little eerie.

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(The two children didn't argue about the day, they had to argue whether they were alive or dead...... worked hard and finally wrote out this chapter, Chen Changshengya This is a psychological problem in adolescence. ）