It was already evening outside the hated small building, and the Golden Horn King slowly floated up from the bottom of the mountain.

Da Fei, the second thin man greeted him and asked, "How about the king, how did the little lady of the Hu family say a few words today?"

"Five sentences. ”

The King of the Golden Horn gestured with his fingers to five, his face full of pride.

"There are two more sentences than yesterday, what a happy event! Da Fei said excitedly.

I saw that the Golden Horn King instantly drooped his face, and the pride on his face was replaced by sorrow, and he remembered the three words that Miss Hu often said to him.

"Why are you again?"

"Where's your family?"

"Go back, it's not safe for children to be outside alone. ”

Two more sentences today.

"At a young age, I know what love and love are. ”

"Then do you know what it means to 'the bright moon was there at that time, and the clouds returned'?"

I don't know.

The Golden Horn King really didn't know.

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Previously, after Ning Shu climbed to the second floor of the study building with difficulty, he lay on the floor and gasped, as if he had been drained of all his strength, and he didn't even want to move his fingers. The coolness in my brain just now came and went quickly, but then I felt a stronger sense of tiredness, and I just wanted to sleep here.

As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, the glass lamp on the armrest lit up.

The green lantern and the white pen surrounded the young man lying on the floor like a dead dog, and the white pen poked Ning Shu's body from time to time.

"I'll play again next time. ”

Ning Shu walked out of the small building with a black face, and there were enthusiastic farewell voices from the two old monsters behind him, and they didn't sound like serious demons.

After bypassing the front hall and going out of the gate, I looked up and found that it was evening, and there was no demon in the temple. I didn't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the sunset in the mountains, only to see the King of the Golden Horn sitting by the stream with his back on his back, leaving only a lonely back, looking a little lonely.

Ning Shu stepped forward and patted the Golden Horn King on the shoulder, signaling that he was coming, but saw him looking ahead with a sad face.

"Beaten?"

"Nope. ”

"Finished drinking?"

"Nope. ”

"Then why are you so sorrowful?"

The Golden Horn King was a little shy to tell Ning Shu what he had experienced, and in the end, he became stiffer and smaller, and finally let out a mosquito-sized humming sound, the flush on his face was about to overflow, and a pair of small hands had nowhere to put them, so they had to play with each other.

"Hahahahaha. ”

Ning Shu leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, no matter how he listened to it, there was a hint of schadenfreude.

"Laugh and laugh, what's so funny!"

The Golden Horn King shook the little golden horn and glared at Ning Shu, and reprimanded with some shame.

Ning Shu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and didn't react for a long time. After a moment, he laughed even louder, completely ignoring the angry glare of the sad little kid next to him.

The demon king in the mountains occupies the treasure of the cave, and he is also sad about the love between men and women?

"Come on, come on, today I will tell you the allusion of 'the bright moon was there at that time, and the clouds returned'. Ning Shu said in imitation of the tone of the Golden Horn King before.

This is the lyric work of a literary master named Yan Xiaoshan in Los Angeles, called "Linjiang Immortal". It is a famous article that feels nostalgic and nostalgic, and its lyricism between the lines was once favored by women all over the world, and countless young men and girls who are fascinated by it do not want to see the elegance of the Yan family, presumably your Hu Niangzi is also one of them. ”

"What kind of cultivation is he?" the Golden Horn King asked.

"Probably...... mortals. ”

Ning Shu is not very sure of the record in the original book after going through so much, after all, there is not a single lamp recorded in the original book, and a pen can speak people's mouths, in case this Yan everyone is also a cultivator, maybe it.

The King of the Golden Horn was deflated when he heard this, and his little face was full of sorrow.

"After the dream, the stairs are locked, and the curtain hangs low when I wake up. When the spring hatred came last year, the falling flowers were independent, and the swifts flew together. I remember the first time Apple saw her, and she was very angry. The pipa strings say that acacia, when the bright moon was there, and the clouds returned. ”

This is the whole sentence of that sentence, which was written by Yan everyone in order to miss the singer. The first part writes about the loneliness and bitter lovesickness after parting, and writes about the present. The second half reminisces about the first time she saw Apple and the time when she returned, and writes about the past. There is reality in the virtual, there is fiction in the real, and the style is charming. Ning Shu seemed to have returned to the scene when he was teaching in Ping'an City, and he also taught what he knew like this.

I remember those bright and willowy spring days, the school with the sound of Langlang books, and the schoolchildren who read hundreds of volumes of scriptures and history, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but smile.

"Who's Apple?" asks the Golden Horn King again.

It is said that Yan's friends have four singers, Lian, Hong, Apple, and Yun, and they often chant poems together, and Yan has a love affair with this singer Apple, but after the friend left, the singer Apple did not know where to go, so Yan everyone was full of emotion. ”

Ning Shu saw that the Golden Horn King was pondering something, Ning Shu thought that he would have some emotion next, but he didn't expect him to speak slowly: "Hmm...... She doesn't seem to be called Apple. ”

"What you said was that the bright moon was there at that time, and the colorful clouds were returned to Yan everyone who sighed through the bright moon, today's moon is like the moon at that time, but after waking up from a dream, things are not human, the bright moon is still there, but the colorful clouds are gone. That's what it means. Ning Shu looked at the Golden Horn King with an infatuated face like a stupid student looking at the elm's head.

"There's nothing magical about it. ”

After a long time, the Golden Horn King looked at the crescent moon that was about to climb to the top of the mountain and sighed.

"Play the harp to the cow. ”

Ning Shu gave him four words.

"Hey, by the way, how do you feel about today's day trip to the hated sky?" the Golden Horn King began to ask about the things in the library.

"Not very good. ”

Ning Shu originally thought that the Golden Horn King agreed to teach him to cultivate because he wanted the legendary 'immortals to touch my top and give immortality to life', but he didn't expect to throw him into a mountain building full of books to explore by himself, and there were two old monsters who looked extremely old and disrespectful.

"Do you know what the heaviest thing in the world is?"

"Huh?"

The sudden question made Ning Shu unable to answer.

"It's a book!"

"When I went in, I almost let the two old men take the book and smash it to death because I didn't wash my hands and carried half a roast chicken. ”

The Golden Horn King said that, and patted Ning Shu's shoulder with some distress.

"My cultivation method is not suitable for you, this world's famous cultivation books are hidden by all major sects, and you can't get it. “

"But..... Hey hey"

All I could hear was a wicked laugh from him.

"Aside from the Heavenly Rebellion that has disappeared in the chaotic period, I can't think of a richer collection of books than in this small building, and how much I can learn depends on your own creation.

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Quzhou, Ping'an City

There was a breeze and drizzle outside the window, and the pomegranate flowers in the school courtyard were blooming in the rain, red and beautiful.

The fiery and pretty flowers, contemplating the rain and dew, are like the heart of the shy girl.

"Come into the house, don't get wet with this rain. Chen Nianan said.

"Ning Shu, how long has he been gone? ”

Ning Anyi looked at the falling rain, frowned and said, "This rain has been falling all the time, it's really annoying." ”

Immediately lowered his head again: "I don't know where he is, whether it's raining or not." ”

Thinking of this, a trace of worry appeared on his face.

Chen Nian'an thought for a while and replied: "Mr. Ning left on the third day of the third month of March, and today, he has been gone for about half a month. Calculating the itinerary, it should have been out of the boundary of Lujiang Mansion, and there is still a long way to go from Los Angeles. ”

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After scolding the two old monsters in the study building for a while at Ning Shu's place, the Golden Horn King thought about how to find an opportunity to go down the mountain tomorrow to tell the little lady of the Hu family what Ning Shu told him today, 'The bright moon was there at that time, and he had returned according to the colorful clouds', so that she could know that my Golden Horn King was not a rough man in the mountains.

Ning Shu looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and suddenly thought of Ping'an City.

It was raining as I walked, and I don't know if it was going to be raining.

There was a rush of sorrow in my heart.

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Ning Anyi didn't enter the house, still looking at the rain in front of him.

Somehow, I suddenly remembered a poem and muttered:

"I want to be dusk, and the rain hits the pear blossom and closes the door. ”