In the evening, the library and reading room.

Although the cultivation in the Liuyun Sect is the main martial arts, there are still leisure places in places like the Library Pavilion, where disciples can enjoy good service and high-quality drinks and food.

In a double seat in a corner, Ning Qian was sitting in a seat with a cup of tea in front of it and a fruit bowl on the table. In addition, she also has some paperwork by her side.

Outside the reading room, Yi Ming held a pile of books, walked from the corridor to the door, and then opened the door with his side, he held this pile of books under the strange eyes of everyone, came to the seat opposite Ning Qian, he put the books on the ground, and then sat on the seat.

"Whew...... I'm so tired, I really didn't expect there to be so many books about the establishment of the Liuyun Sect. Yi Ming said while drinking tea.

Ning Qian returned. "Of course, from the history of the Liuyun Sect, it can be said that that period of time is the most colorful, there are many personal legends of the ancestor of Feiliuyun, but the era is a little old, so there are fewer people who know about it. ”

In Yi Ming's impression, Ning Qian is a person who has few words. "You seem to know a lot. ”

Ning Qian returned proudly. "Of course. ”

"Since you know so well, then I'll leave it to you this time, I will preliminarily determine the scope of the material this time based on what you said, and then combine these historical materials. ”

"Do you want to start now?" asked Ning Qian.

Yi Ming looked at the reference book and spread his hands. "I guess it will take a lot of time, if I don't hurry up, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep today, but I don't care, after all, I took it myself, and it's a bit of a burden to you." ”

Ning Qian blinked her beautiful eyes and didn't speak.

Yi Ming thought for a moment how to start. "Start with the life of the ancestor of Feiliuyun, and then use it as the center to supplement and extend. ”

Ning Qian nodded and took out a notebook from the information beside her.

"I've seen and written it down from all over the place, but I don't know how many real places there are. ”

Yi Ming roughly analyzed it, Ning Qian should have found all kinds of historical materials, but it may not be comprehensive, but this can already save him a lot of time.

Yi Ming took the notebook from Ning Qian's hand, and the illustrations on the cover were very exquisite, drawing two people, one dressed in white, the other dressed in black, with long hair and clothes fluttering in the wind. In the background, the clouds are flying, and the peaks that go straight up to the sky and break through the clouds are stepped on.

"What's this cover?"

Ning Qian was a little embarrassed. "I drew the ...... according to my own imagination"

"Oh, then this is Flying Cloud and Dancing Flower, I think it's really well drawn. ”

"Thank you. ”

Yi Ming flipped through the notebook, and he could smell the faint fragrance emanating from between the pages as his fingertips flipped. And this kind of notebook has a sense of heaviness of time, that is, the kind of book that has been used for a long time and is often turned, and the pages have become very soft and comfortable.

"Can I just flip through it?" Yi Ming asked out of respect for Ning Qian.

"It's okay, it's just some notes. ”

Yi Ming turned to the number of pages recording Feiliuyun's deeds according to the classification table in front of the notebook, yes, Ning Qian actually made a catalog of the contents of the notebook, which shows that she was very organized from the beginning, taking into account the subsequent index reading.

When he turned to the exact number of pages, he couldn't help the admiration in his heart anymore. "This notebook is like a work of art. ”

Such a straightforward compliment, and it was completely from Yi Ming's sincerity, Ning Qian didn't know how to answer.

Why does Yi Ming say that it is a work of art, because the record on the page of the content is quite clear and organized, and it was the timeline of Feiliuyun's life at first, from the two hundred and fifty years of the dust era to the thirteenth year of the Zhao calendar, a total of thirty-five years.

The dust here is a total of two hundred and fifty years, two hundred and fifty years of strife, the end of the troubled times is often the efforts of a group of amazing and brilliant people, although it is said that there is still no unified situation, but in the chaos to build a big country, and then contend with each other, this is not an easy thing in itself.

"In the year 230, Feiliuyun was born in Vientiane City, the capital of the current Zhao Kingdom, his father was a nobleman in the city at that time, Feiliuyun lived a good life since he was a child, but his parents lived an indulgent life and had no time to accompany him, most of his time was under the care of servants, and he was withdrawn since he was a child, but he liked to read......" Yi Ming looked at it, and then according to Ning Qian's records, he found that the corresponding records were basically accurate.

Yi Ming glanced at Ning Qian and found that she was still consulting the book archives, and it was obvious that she was also trying to further improve her own records.

Yi Ming said with a wry smile. "I don't think I'm going to waste my efforts. Yi Ming felt that it was difficult for him to check what Ning Qian had done so seriously for so long in a short period of time, and besides, he felt that his behavior was actually a little suspicious of Ning Qian's inaccurate records.

Ning Qian said. "If something goes wrong, don't blame me. ”

"How can it be, you are still wrong like this, then I will go to find the information myself and I don't know how wrong it is. ”

Ning Qian stared at Yi Ming, and then slid her gaze to the books he had brought in. "What about these ......"

"I had to go back, and I thought I would just refer to your records and write it. Yi Ming continued. "I suggest you lend your notes to the Library and ask them to make a copy, I think someone who wants to look at this history doesn't have to look for too much useless information, you've pretty much done it here. ”

Ning Qian was a little embarrassed, because what she did was completely based on her own habits, not to say that it was done for others from the beginning, so when Yi Ming praised her so frequently, there was a kind of joy but a hint of melancholy.

A somewhat subtle atmosphere arose between the two men.

"Just lend me your notebook...... In this way, there is no need to rush so much now. Why don't you tell me the story of Feiliuyun and Dancing Flowers? ”

"Then I'll talk about my impression, Feiliuyun has been growing up in Vientiane City until he was twelve years old, he left Vientiane City after he was sure that he had enough ability and began to travel, from the beginning of a person, and then walking in the rivers and lakes gradually met one friend after another, ten years of travel, he planned to lay the foundation for his future career in this way from the beginning...... But in the second year of his travels, it coincided with the grand event in Jingping, and he met the most important person in his life, that is, Wu Feihua, who was dressed as a man, and ......" Speaking of this, Ning Qian's eyes flashed with a moving brilliance.

The two got acquainted in a green building, which was originally a gathering place for literati and elegant guests, and the guests who came and went were at least a little talented. At that time, the most famous green building in Jingping City was Qing Tingxuan, a generation of famous prostitutes who were famous in the middle of the world, the world's talents could have the opportunity to meet, all of them were overwhelmed by their superb talent and the beauty of the city, celebrities and knights flocked to it, the prosperity around Qing Tingxuan was abnormal, according to records, at that time there was a narrow attic around it, there may be a talented poet living in it, people who came and went on the road, the ink hidden in each person's chest, gathered together like a vast ocean......"

"One night, the lights on the street outside Qing Tingxuan floated to the end of the sight, and the street was so crowded that it was hard to imagine that a person could have such a great charm and be able to create such a grand occasion. The second-floor railing of the inn restaurant around Qing Ting Xuan, people leaning on the railing and watching almost leaned out into the street, but few people can enter Qing Ting Xuan. ”

Yi Ming looked at Ning Qian and gushed endlessly, thinking of the usual coldness, he couldn't help but feel really cute......

Ning Qian has already entered the state. "In the Qing Tingxuan, there is a tent in the center of the court, and above the second floor, the few onlookers are separated by screens, and they don't see each other, and they can only look at the tent in the court through the front. In the tent, the flowing red clothes loomed, the warbler cried softly, and everyone felt that no one had seen it, but there was a sense of amazement. ”

Fei Liuyun is on the second floor, and his mind is not on the red floc, but on the people behind this screen, all of these people have outstanding features, so they can be listed among them. When his mind was tactful, on the opposite side, a young man in white with a bunch of hair actually chuckled, stepped on the edge of the railing, and floated towards the tent like a feather. 'I have heard that the beauty of the red floc is shocking, and the talent is beyond the reach of countless men. ’...... Hearing this, the people seated on the second floor were suspicious of this child's immaturity and frivolity, how could he be seated, but the red floc in the tent chuckled when he heard the words, "Su asked the son of Wuxi Cliff......

'Hey, hey, minority. The young man in white leaned into the tent, and the people on the second floor saw the two figures entangled together, and then there was an irrepressible whisper of 'Ah ......' from the tent, and the sound was clear, and everyone present was swaying......"

Yi Ming listened to Ning Qian's onomatopoeia and reacted......