In the spring of the thirty-ninth year of the decline of the Zhou Dynasty, it was the rainy season, and a rain wet the entire Ping'an City.

Heian Castle is located south of the Divine Dynasty, and this season, there are many rainy days.

A Sichuan tobacco, full of wind and flocculents.

It is only after a rain that the people of the city feel the moisture of spring.

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"Heaven to earth, rain to wind. Continents against the sky. ”

"Mountain flowers to sea trees, red sun to the sky. ”

"The thunder is faint and the fog is misty. The sun goes down against the sky. ”

"The wind is high, the autumn moon is white, the rain is red, and the sunset is red. ”

"The cow girl is about the two star rivers, and the two Yao are fighting in the west and the east. ”

"In October, the border is sassy, frosty and frightened the brigade; on the Sandong River, the snow is cold and the fisherman is cold. ”

The young man stood in front of the door of the school, leaning against the door, looking at the rain dripping under the eaves in front of the hall, listening to the crisp sound of reading behind him, and the whole person was as quiet as night. On this rainy day, the sound seems to be able to travel far away.

He wore a bachelor's gown, made of the most common fabrics in ordinary people's homes, and simply tied a bun on his head, looking like he was thirteen or fourteen years old. Although his appearance is ordinary, he is extremely cleanly dressed, and he has a clear bookish anger from the inside out.

At some point, the sound of reading gradually disappeared, and only the sound of rain outside remained.

A little fat man with a tiger's head poked out half of his head from the door and said tentatively, "Sir, it's time for class." ”

The boy counted the time, and felt that it was almost there, so he nodded.

"You can go home!"

The little fat man turned his head and shouted into the room as soon as the boy nodded.

The originally quiet school hall suddenly became noisy, and a group of children swarmed out, not afraid of the rain outside, stepping on the rain on the ground, jumping and jumping in twos and twos disappeared from the sight of the teenagers.

The mud splashed everywhere, and the young man showed a slightly helpless look.

"Boom la la ......"

The rain had no intention of stopping, and from time to time there were silvery white flashes of lightning and thunder in the sky. The rain falls on the ground, forming small puddles, which converge into small streams in the blink of an eye.

A figure appeared in the distance, wearing the same style of clothes as the young man, holding an umbrella and walking quickly, looking a little anxious, stepping over the puddle on the ground, and the splashed water fell on the hem of the clothes, imprinting patches of water marks.

The man with the umbrella saw that the boy was in front of the door and walked faster.

He put away the umbrella, calmed down his breathing, and bowed respectfully to the young man, looked at the young man's slightly soaked sleeves, and said with difficulty: "Mr. Ning, the old scholar is gone." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Shu nodded, his expression calm, as if he had already understood.

The person holding the umbrella is the same age as Ning Shu, named Chen Nian'an, and he is a native of Ping'an City.

Chen Nian'an has long been accustomed to Ning Shu's sullen personality at a particular time, and even the entire people in Ping'an City are also used to it.

The city lord once said: "Ning Shu, this child, don't look at the surface and always don't care about anything, in fact, there are a lot of things in your heart, you can learn what you learn, but you don't want to say it." His character and ability are excellent, otherwise he would not have learned so many things. ”

In fact, this passage was processed and modified by Chen Nian'an, and he felt that the city lord's speech was too vulgar and not elegant enough. Because the city lord's original words were like this: "Ning Shu, this little bastard, I don't know who to learn from, don't look at the usual silence, in fact, he is fine, if it weren't for the fact that he has made so many contributions to the city, I would have sent him to pour me a night pot." ”

Chen Nian'an didn't hear the city lord's muttering: "It's a good child, you shouldn't be trapped in this peaceful city in this life, you have to find an opportunity to send him out...... Well........ This time, Quzhou has a place for bachelors to go to Los Angeles for further study, and see if we can fight for one to come. ”

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Ning Shu was taken to Ping'an City by the old scholar to settle down since he was a child, and he depended on each other for his life. He didn't even know who his parents were, and all his memories were in the city. I don't know when I started to dislike talking more and more, and I like to be alone in a daze, especially on rainy days.

The old scholar doesn't have any opinion on this, but he just said that it is actually a good thing to talk less, but you must think about it, otherwise it will be a sign of stupidity in reading.

After Chen Nian'an left, Ning Shu slowly walked to the eaves, stood quietly, and watched the rain curtain formed by the rain falling down the eaves, after a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand forward, the rain soaked his sleeves, and the raindrops falling from the sky in the palm of his hand gathered into a ball in his hand.

He slowly grasped his hands tightly, and the rain scattered between his fingers.

Ning Shu has loved rain since he was a child.

On the first rainy day since he could remember, he asked the old scholar, what is rain? He only remembered that the old scholar's eyes flashed with a look at that time, and then he touched his head and said: "Rain is the most unrestrained thing in this world, and it is also the most powerful, it symbolizes freedom, so they all yearn for survival in this way, but none of them can do it" Ning Shu didn't understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence, because he felt that the old scholar didn't say it to him.

Freedom and unfettered are what Ning Shu yearns for the most.

The old scholar once asked him what he wanted to do in the future, and he said that he only wanted to be a scholar in a peaceful city, read a lot of books, watch the sunrise and sunset, eat coarse tea and light meals, listen to the birds and butterflies, help the neighbors do what they can, and then live this life leisurely.

The old scholar smiled when he heard this: "You kid thinks well, but how can it be so light in this world." ”

"Is freedom really hard?" Ning Shu whispered as he looked at the rainy night in front of him.

The sky suddenly remembered a thunderbolt, and Ning Shu felt that there was an object in his arms that was a little warm, warm and warm against his body, and slowly became a little hot. He reached out and took out a piece of book from his bosom. The book silk is like gold and not gold, like jade and not jade, but it is incomplete, only a few pieces are missing, not like the words taught by the teacher in the school, and the traces on it have been blurred.

But it was the only thing left to him by the old scholar.

This was given to him by the old scholar when he was eight years old, Ning Shu still can't understand it, the old scholar just asked him to hide it closely, saying that he would naturally understand when the opportunity comes.

The old man walked very peacefully, in fact, Ning Shu could have thought of it a long time ago. The old scholar is a person who has learned from the university, and he has always been very strict, but that night he told him a lot, most of which were trivial things on weekdays, without a beginning or an end, and then he fell asleep and never woke up.

The old scholar was already old, and he was an ordinary person who didn't know how to practice. Last year's winter was very cold, and there was a serious illness during the change of seasons.

A few days ago, I finally couldn't hold on and lived in the hospital in Ping'an City.

Because there are still courses to be taught in the school today, Chen Nian'an Dai Ningshu went to the hospital to take care of the old scholars, but he never thought that last night would be the last look.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm for mortals, and everyone is no exception.

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Early the next morning, the neighbors came to help deal with the aftermath, the neighborhood relationship was harmonious on weekdays, and the Ping An School opened by the old scholar was one of the few schools in the city, and the most important thing was that the teaching did not distinguish between high and low, and the children of dozens of families around were going to school here. After hearing that the old scholar had passed away, everyone did their best.

There is a mountain range in the north of Ping'an City, it is said that it is a remnant vein of the sacred mountain Kunlun extending to Quzhou, I don't know when it is called Qingcheng Mountain, it is rumored that there are gods in the mountain, but no one has seen it in the city. Go deeper, the forest is too dense, and there are fierce beasts, no one has set foot on it, the outer edge, I think the gods will not be so casual, so it is just passed down from old to old.

The old scholar was buried at the foot of the mountain not far from Ping'an City, and a simple tombstone was erected, and he was buried hastily, and the bulging tomb bag was also simple and generous.

Ning Shu stood in front of the grave in filial piety clothes, with black strips of cloth tied to his arms, still silent.

After a long time, he lifted his robe, kowtowed to incense, and fulfilled the affection of teachers and students, and the grace of nurturing. Then he got up and patted the dust, picked up the fallen leaves and grass around him, was silent for a while, and walked towards the road back to the city. The slightly thin figure is particularly quiet in the mountains and forests.

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"Don't go. ”

The lights in the city lord's mansion were bright, and in the middle sat a middle-aged man in official uniform, this person was as angry as an abyss, burly, and elegantly holding a teacup in his hand was waiting to take a sip, which was in stark contrast to the scholarly and stubborn and indifferent young man standing opposite, like a little white rabbit standing in front of a black bear.

Chen Shanhai, as the leader of Ping'an City, has seen the majestic city lord with strong winds and waves. When I heard this answer, I almost didn't catch my breath, and the hand holding the cup trembled a few times, but I still didn't throw it down. There was anger and helplessness in his eyes, if it was in his original style in the army, he would have screwed off the head of the guy in front of him a long time ago. But the person in front of him had a stubborn face, not to mention twisting his head, he just moved a little roughly, and when it was spread out, the people in the city did not agree, not even himself.

So he took a few deep breaths and continued: "You kid don't know how rare this opportunity is, how much effort did it take me to get a place, and I promised it well last year, why did I change my hexagram, I'll ask you again, do you want to go!" When the last few words were spoken, the teacup in Chen Shanhai's hand collided with the tabletop.

"Don't go. ”

The majestic city lord's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the sound of his strong breathing could be heard throughout the city lord's mansion.

But Ning Shu couldn't hear it.

"Why are you so stubborn. Chen Shanhai's expression became serious, and he said slowly: "Luocheng is the capital of my god dynasty, the center of the human race, the cultural heritage, and the humanistic customs, how can I compare with this small peaceful city? Do you know how many cultivators there are in the world? Don't you envy the old man you saw flying through the sky when you were a child?"

"Not envious. ”

Ning Shu replied seriously: "I grew up in the city since I was a child, thanks to the care of the city lord, the old scholar just passed away, there are still a lot of things to deal with at home, I can't let go of the affairs of the school, and the neighbors still need me." Moreover, this is a long way to go, I am an ordinary person, and I have not yet known whether I can get there or not, so where can I leave peace. ”

"Stupid!"

"Is this what you should be worried about? The neighbors have Lao Tzu in charge, the school can be handed over to Nian'an to do, don't worry about the journey, there is a caravan in the city, and I will be ready to leave for Los Angeles in the next two days." Count the days, and you can definitely catch up. Don't think that the city won't turn around without you. ”

Ning Shu didn't speak, just looked at Chen Shanhai, still stubbornly silent and objected.

"You can rest assured, she is my daughter, and I will naturally take care of her. Chen Shanhai seemed to know what he was worried about.

After hearing this, the stubborn young man's persistent eyes loosened slightly.

Chen Shanhai looked at the young man in front of him, and after looking at it for a long time, he said, "Are you willing to be bound here for the rest of your life?"

"It's time to take a look outside. ”

As if something had been torn apart, Ning Shu's heart suddenly began to rain heavily.

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