As early as the New Year, a few people who set off from the central capital city finally trekked through mountains and rivers, which lasted nearly a year of carriage journey, to the Changyou group that Zhang Juzheng had been looking forward to looking forward to, talking about it peacefully, less noisy gongs and drums, more simple, not lonely along the road, a woman dressed in green, but sang a good song, very tactful.

It's just that Zhang Juzheng doesn't know which girl in green is the best at a pipa, but now that there is no guy in her hand, the woman seems to have forgotten, she is really a girl who comes out of the dust, and she is very good-looking.

Zhang Juzheng naturally knows. As the leading official in the capital, some interesting things in Zhongdu, eye-catching people, he can still remember it well, just like the green lotus girl who accompanied him to travel far away.

In the past, it seemed that when he walked to any boundary or mansion, it would be noisy and lively, but today he suddenly came here, as if he was not used to it, Changyou is not like others, but there is no official mansion, or a serious government secretary, as if this faction is peaceful, it was originally so, and it was in order.

Zhang Juzheng is very satisfied, the self-governing Qing, Changyou's atmosphere, is worth learning from other places under the mountain, the mountain seems to be recognized, do not interfere with Changyou.

According to his past, being in any place will be the top priority of the local officials, and the hospitality of keeping to himself has been overturned, as if now he is taking a carriage to the north city gate and getting off the ground, this national teacher who has dedicated his years to Daxia is a little lonely for a while, a little confused, and he came to Changyou but he didn't know what to do, where he went in the past, wasn't it clear that he would be arranged?

Just like now I obviously want to eat a bowl, an ordinary noodle restaurant not far from the north city gate, taste the taste of the people, although I have a coil in my pocket, I can't take a step for a while, I don't know how to step forward, talk to the simple shopkeeper, Xiao Er, and ask for a bowl of oil noodles.

The sudden lack of cowardice in his hometown made Zhang Juzheng unable to return to his senses for a long time, this is not like his hometown?

As Zhang Juzheng, who has been ordinary all his life, stands out from thousands of people, and is a child who grew up in a mud alley in Zhongdu, of course, now that small mud alley is naturally gone, and Zhongdu is not bad.

Green Lotus seemed to see what the gray-haired national teacher was thinking, and said in a tactful voice, "The young man left home and returned to the eldest child, and the hometown accent has not changed and his sideburns have declined... Master Zhang, be lighter, I'm still planning to stay here for a long time, so I'm not retreating..."

Zhang Juzheng smiled slightly, looking at the nearest post station to him, and a tea shop next to him, the business was unusually good.

North City Gate.

A carriage stopped for a long time, not knowing where to go...

The owner of the tea shop watched for a long time before he stepped forward and said, "Foreign?"

Zhang Juzheng nodded, a little timid.

"But I've been on the road for a long time, my body and mind are tired, and I plan to rest in Changyou?"

Zhang Juzheng said with a smile, "The store is really reasonable, I came from it, the first time I came to Changyou, I was born very..."

The shopkeeper laughed, "Don't worry, old man, Changyou is very peaceful... Let's go, thank you in advance when you go to the tea shop, taste the Changyou landscape, and drink a cup of coarse tea..."

Zhang Juzheng was not polite, moved his steps, and went to the small tea shop where the sea of people was bustling, and all living beings were in a variety of ways, and the stove next to it was boiling on a high fire, and the water was boiling.

"This Changyou is a good place, there is no dispute with the world, the old man plans to visit Mr. Li, I don't know if it's okay?"

The owner of the tea shop said with a smile, "The old man said that he laughed, many distinguished guests from afar came here for this reason, as for whether I can see Mr. Li, I don't have that ability, I just need to go to which mountain, there is a stone statue in front of it, and then there is this small group of private schools, maybe the chance of seeing Mr. Li is greater..."

"Oh, Mr. Li doesn't go down the mountain much..."

"It's not... In the past, Mr. Li rarely went down the mountain, but in recent years, there have been a lot, and if you are lucky, you will see three times a month, and it is more than poke... And that's thanks to the previous batch of students... Otherwise, where can I see the shadow of the Dao immortals, but he has been taking care of this small group. ”

Zhang Juzheng's face was full of peace, wrinkles were squeezed together, and he was not in a bad mood.

I hurriedly drank a bowl of unknown tea, but it was unusually sweet.

"Thank you for the hospitality, I'll go to the private school on the mountain to try my luck, maybe I can really see Mr. Li..."

The owner of the tea shop hurriedly got up and said with a smile, "It's okay, the old man can rest assured to go and take a look at the scenery of Changyou, even if you can't see Mr. Li, you can go to the top of this mountain to see, where the scenery is also unique." ”

Zhang Juzheng nodded with a smile, trembling towards the mountain, walking up the stone steps, impatient.

The owner of the tea shop beckoned, waved his hand and shouted, "If there is any problem with the old man, just go down the mountain and look for me..."

Zhang Juzheng turned back and folded his hands on his sleeves to show his gratitude.

For a while, it made the upright man a little strange, and he didn't know what to do, so he could only scratch his hair.

The man muttered in his heart, most of them were a scholar.

After Zhuang Yu and a few people entered the ancient palace, they really understood the "tip of the iceberg", the entire Nuoda ruins, it was magnificent, you can't see the edge at a glance, look carefully, the old palace is seated layer by layer, no one knows whether there is a bigger open space behind the towering palace, or other buildings.

"It's amazing, this is really the mansion of an ancient god, maybe we will send it..."

"Xia Dongliu, you are an official, you must know a lot, this inner hall or the place where the treasure is hidden, you should know a thing or two, now it's time for you to contribute. Chen Bai'an joked.

In fact, Xia Dongliu knows a lot about these ancient buildings, and the entire history of Zhongdu, the three thousand years of the imperial city is not short, even if there is a difference in the residence of this god, there will always be some similarities.

Suddenly.

An ancient and ethereal Sanskrit sound sounded from the inner city, deafening, and slammed Zhuang Yu's mind hard.

"Wake up ......"

"Wake up ......"

Zhuang Yu was at a loss, completely soulless, and the familiar voice that penetrated into his bones made him hesitate, as if he really obeyed this call and would go away.

"Bell ......"

The bell rings, the world is dark, and everything is overwhelmed.

Zhuang Yu's ears came Chen Bai'an's anxious cry.

"Brother is back......"

"Gongzi Cao...... Where are you going, don't be petty?"

The bell continued to sound "bell ......", Zhuang Yu unconsciously trembled in his soul, his eyes were all empty, but his brain was like a sea of stars.

The past is vivid, like an eternal picture scroll, engraved on the white paper of the starry sky, with the cut that the teenager has walked.

"Bell...... Brother came back......" A weak heart-rending voice came, and the entire ancient hall began to be empty......

"Brother...... Don't you be petty......"

"Zhuang Yu, aren't you disheartened? I plan to go back to the place where you came from, and forget all of us......"

Zhuang Yu struggled desperately, but to no avail.

vaguely listened to the little girl's final heartbreak, and the sudden change that no one could have imagined.

The Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Qingtong Tianjun, and even Master Bai Ze, who Zhuang Yu had just worshipped, all reached out with their big hands to prevent the ancient hall from leaving.

But it didn't work.

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come back......"

The little girl's last voice drifted into Zhuang Yu's ears, and the entire ancient hall disappeared completely.

Bai Ze sighed, "There is a providence in the underworld, you have been to this world......"

"Brother......

Stone Cliffs.

Yaya waved her hand vigorously, "Brother Zhuang Yu, what are you in a daze, hurry up and swing the stones......"

Miao Qing asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Yu came back to his senses, and unconsciously, two lines of tears, as if something had been lost from his fate.

Sticking out his hands, how can he look like he is twenty years old.

Zhuang Yu replied that he was eleven years old and returned to the stone cliff, but nothing happened at all.

"Why are you crying......"

Zhuang Yu shook his head, his eleven-year-old little arm trembling uncontrollably......

There are indeed a lot of strange pictures in the brain, but they are fragmented.

Mo Laodao pinched his fingers and said, "The righteous god has returned to his place......"

Zhuang Yu was at a loss, and the picture of his brain was strange,

"My name is Shi Xiaoke......"

"Alright...... In the future, don't eat indiscriminately, I'll give you the text ......"

"My name is Chen Bai'an, white white, peaceful An ......"

"Cultivate the ...... well"

Zhuang Yu smiled, stood up and hugged Miao Qing fiercely.

Everything is a dream, but the big dream is empty.

The End of the Book