As the master walked into the house, there was a mahogany desk in the window of the study, and a small chair with rattan flowers was placed in front of the table. The guqin hangs on the wall. The pen and inkstone on the desk are excellent and dusty. In the corner of the table were two stacks of blue and purple letters, with ivory picks inserted, which were not opened.

Worrying about the day to welcome the guests to sit in the room, Yaohua Yuelu to serve tea.

After offering tea, retire and serve.

Lin Fanghe saw that the interior of the house was elegantly furnished, and a painting of "Autumn Mountain Pleasure" in the middle hall not only depicted the distant mountains and near the trees, but also the natural ethereal mountains and clouds, and the house paths also loomed in the mountains, which were not possible for those who did not have ravines in their chests. There are four dark red cabinets on each side, filled with books.

"Brother Nian is so studious and tireless, and he can't bear to let go, which is really admirable. Lin Fanghe suddenly had a good impression of Worry.

Worrying shook his head, and didn't seem to care: "Talk about blame and fill the façade." In ancient times, the rich and noble families and the treasury of the Son of Heaven collected hundreds of thousands of volumes, but there were a few ...... of them."

Lin Fanghe listened to the tea and ate the tea, and drank it without realizing it, but he felt that the tea was ironed to the five organs, and the fragrance was incomparable.

"Brother Worry's speech seems shocking, but in fact it is a disadvantage of the times. Many old-fashioned acquaintances, after saying this, can be said to be broken?"

"Brother Lin is polite. ”

Worrying about thanking him, he said: "Since you think this tea is good, you drink it slowly, and I will go to the studio for a while to find the picture of the dancing sword on a moonlit night for you." ”

"Brother Nian, please. ”

Worrying about the sky retreated out of the study and swayed away. Here, Lin Fanghe turned his bowels slightly, met Tang Yu's eyes, put down the teacup, and stood up quietly, and came to the bookcase to browse the letters and books on it. After reading for a while, there are mostly some practical books in the bookcases on the left and right, such as "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing", "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", "Jin Kui Yaolu", "Qianjin Fang", "Tang Materia Medica", "Treatise on the Origin and Syndrome of Diseases", "Notes on the Water Classic", "Agricultural and Mulberry Collection", "Heavenly Creation" and so on. It seems that Worrying Heaven is also a person who has been used by the world, and is not as frivolous and reckless as he has always shown.

Lin Fanghe turned around and saw some pens and miscellaneous items spread out on the desk, so he raised his feet and went over.

I flipped through it casually, it turned out to be a few pages of white paper, on which were copied dense fly-headed small letters, and when I looked at it carefully, it was a paragraph in Shen Kuo's "Dream Creek Writings" in the Song Dynasty:

In the first year of Zhiping, when Changzhou Riyu, the sky has a loud sound like thunder, it is a big star, almost like the moon, seen in the southeast. From time to time, there was a loud bang, moving to the southwest. Another shock fell in the Xu's Garden of Yixing County. It can be seen from far and near, the fire shines brightly in the sky, and the Xu's fence is burned......

The general meaning is understandable, but when you think about it carefully, you feel infinitely confused. Lin Fanghe smiled helplessly, as if intentionally and unintentionally, his eyes fell on the "Autumn Mountain Pleasure" hanging in the middle hall. I don't care about this, and I can't help but be shocked and stunned!

Fang Cai's good picture of "Autumn Mountain Pleasure" with mountains and rivers and autumn leaves and Dandan light clouds, how did it become an interstellar panorama of the brilliant running and endless cycle of the galaxy in the blink of an eye?

And the graphics seem to move like water waves, constantly rotating and changing every moment, and every blink of an eye presents you with a scene of different dimensions and different time and space?

Just as he was wondering, Worrying had pushed the door and walked back, holding a scroll of drawing paper in his hand.

He saw Lin Fanghe standing in front of the picture of "Autumn Mountain Xingle" in a daze, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and he couldn't help but smile silently. Worrying about the day entered the study, put the scroll in his hand on the desk, and slowly spread it out: "Brother Lin, come and take a look." ”

Lin Fanghe came back to his senses, hurriedly approached the table, and only glanced at the portrait on the table, Rao is a steady and calm person like him was not shocked, his lips moved, and his hands trembled and asked: "Brother Nian, you, can you be sure that this must be the person who danced the sword on the top of Langya Mountain on the night of the full moon?"

He replied proudly, "I can guarantee that every hair in this painting is his own." ”

Lin Fanghe's face changed suddenly, and he muttered, "How is this possible......?"

Tang Yu saw that the adult looked strange, so he also got up and left his seat, leaned over to the desk and looked down, there was a majestic and heroic man painted on the rice paper, wearing an old gray cloth robe, with a bare face, slightly frosty temples, a rich and graceful demeanor, and a long sword pointing to the sky! He asked, "Is there anything wrong with this painting?"

Lin Fanghe shook his head and said, "It's nothing." He took a breath of relief, suppressed his worries, turned his face to Worrying and said, "I see that there are many medical books in your bookcase, and I think that in addition to playing the piano and painting, my brother will also know the art of Qihuang in the next year, right?"

Worrying about the sky, his words and deeds were unrestrained: "How can you fill your stomach with poetry, books, piano and chess? Mr. Tao Yuanming has been in love with mountains and rivers for most of his life, and he has done his own thing, and when he breaks his cigarette under the cooking and there is no wine in the pot, doesn't he also sigh that 'poetry and books are stuffed outside the seat, and the sun is not far behind'?"

"Your Excellency is truly versatile. ”

"In fact, everything is forced by life. "If life is a long journey, then responsibility, honor, career, family, children, and future are like whips...... With them whipping and spurring on and off from behind, you don't dare to stop for a moment.

"It is precisely with these urges that the scribes can find sentences behind closed doors, and the generals will fight on the battlefield!"

"Maybe you're talking about more positives. "Worrying about it.

Lin Fanghe shook his head suspiciously, and left the desk: "I see that Brother Worrying Tian, your life is leisurely and happy, unrestrained, and the thatched cottage where you live is free of red dust, which is tantamount to the realm of immortals, and it doesn't look like a person who is short of money?"

Worrying shook his robe like clouds and snow, and smiled to himself: "Because I love money and take it in a good way." ”

"Oh?"

"There are many people in this world who are busy making money all their lives, and they can't take care of, don't care, or disdain to take care of their bodies.

Lin Fanghe thought about it for a while, and it was indeed the case: "But most rich people are stingy, regard money as their life, and can regard a penny as bigger than a grinding plate." You have to pull out your teeth, but it's not easy to ......."

"I don't bargain for people. "Worrying about the heavens stroked their beards and groaned, and said," a judgment is up to them. For example, Mr. Zhang, the assistant of Caoyun in the capital household, had a rotten stomach and couldn't eat, so he was dying, so I cut off half of his broken stomach for him to cure his stubborn disease. He offered to give me 30,000 taels of silver. And the king of Chuzhou had a severe headache, and rolled on the ground when he got up, I opened his head for him, took out a few pieces of bruises that had been harmed for many years, and only received him a mere 80,000 taels of thanks. And for these people, this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket, and using a drop in the bucket to prolong a life that is about to be interrupted, which is more important, they are all shrewd people, and they will definitely be able to settle this account?"

"Brother Nian has a way of making money, which is admirable. Lin Fanghe turned around and asked, "What should you do if the patient is a poor person who can't afford to pay for it?"

"If you do, of course, you won't die without help. But in moderation, there are too many people in need of help in this world, and it is obviously impossible to rely on one or two people alone. "Worrying about the sky is not a pretense.

Lin Fanghe touched the teacup on the table and drank it all: "Good tea." ”

Worrying said, "So let the girl cook another pot?"

"No need. Lin Fanghe thanked him, "I, people in the world, visit Qingjing, where do we dare to linger again? After that, he stared at the picture scroll on the table, and said: "It's just that this portrait is of little use to Lin, I don't know if Brother Worry can give it up?"

Worrying with a wave of his hand, he didn't care: "Since you are useful, take it." ”

The two thanked them, begged for drawing paper, and walked out of the cottage with their worries. Follow the same path and cross the small bridge and return to the opposite side of the cliff. Standing on the huge stone platform, looking westward, the sun is meager and the purple smoke is filled, and a few red clouds on the horizon are jumping and bouncing, covering the sunset. Tang Yu looked back and looked again, but he exclaimed in surprise, and grabbed Lin Fanghe's sleeve: "My lord, look at ......"

There was a white mist between the two mountains in an instant, surging back and forth, not only the small bridge that was not gold or iron, but even the thatched cottage when it came was no longer visible!

"These strange people can't really be immortals in the sky, right?" Tang Yu was suspicious, and suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked, "My lord, I just saw that your face was ugly, and I stopped talking." Can you tell me who the person in that painting is?"

At the mention of this, Lin Fanghe's face immediately became cloudy. With a grim expression, he said, "Tang Yu, do you want to know who the person on this painting is the person who used the sword on the top of Langya Mountain on the night of the full moon a few days ago?"

Tang Yu saw that the adult's face was serious, and his heart was empty: "Hmm?"

"He is the long-lost and world-famous great swordsman Dugu of Shilipo Post Station. ”

"Ahh