"It's not early, I'm going back. Tu Lao will talk to Mr. Xiao today. Mr. Xiao should be a trustworthy reader, and Tu Lao can let him organize his collection. ”

Concubine Yuan raised her head, looked at Tian Sè, suddenly stood up, and with one vertical, the person was thirty steps away, and a few verticals disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Concubine Yuan actually said that she would leave, without the slightest bit of mud and water, and it was clean and neat.

"It's really a sword fairy girl. Hong Yi looked at Concubine Yuan's body movements, admiring her mouth, but she became more and more curious about the mysterious identity of this woman.

"Sir, let's take a look at my collection. Tu Lao seemed to want to find someone to show off his book collection, and after talking for two or three sentences, he immediately invited Hong Yi to visit his book collection in the stone cave.

There is a stone cave in the south of the valley, which is obviously where the foxes live, and the stone cave is large and wide, with a radius of five or six hundred paces, and a height of five or six people.

There are many small holes in the stone wall of the stone cave, and on the small holes, oil lamps are lit one by one, and this oil does not know what kind of oil it is, with this fragrance, but there is no smoke. The light is also bright, and the fire does not shake.

And the stone cave is all surrounded by wooden bookshelves, and there are volumes of books on the shelves, all kinds, there are large books, small books, manuscripts, lithographs, woodcut books, paper is also various, there are bamboo paper, sandalwood paper, silk books, parchment rolls, and even Danshu iron coupons!

Four walls, dozens of large bookshelves, under the corners of the four walls, there are countless yellowed books stacked. There are mutilated ancient books, and there are scriptures.

This book full of stone chambers, conservatively estimated, is as many as 100,000 volumes.

There are so many books, even the "Langhuan Book House" of the Marquis of Wuwen, which is famous for its book collection, cannot be compared. Hong Yi only went to the "Langhuan Book House" in Wuwenhou Mansion when he was a child, when his mother was still there, and he was surprised by the number of books in it, but after his mother died, he was no longer qualified to go.

And Hong Yi usually reads, usually saves money to buy, and the second is to borrow from everywhere, and copy it when he borrows it.

However, it is impossible for good books to be engraved in the bookstore, and it is difficult to borrow them. Now that he saw so many books, his face suddenly showed a look as if he had stepped into a treasure trove. I also forgot why a nest of foxes has so many books.

"The Tripitaka Sutra, the Huayan Sutra, the Sutra of the Past Lives, why are most of them Buddhist scriptures?" Hong Yi walked to a large bookshelf, took out a book, and opened it, it was a Buddhist scripture, woodcut printing, and there was a long seal behind it, and the seal was "Great Zen Temple". It is an ancient book that can be worth a lot of money when sold in a bookstore.

I flipped through a few more books, and the back of the book was also engraved with the seal of "Great Zen Temple".

"This is the book of the Great Zen Temple. Hong Yi said: "And these books, subsets of scriptures and history, scriptures, etc., are all put together, and there is no classification at all, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to find when I read them." ”

"This, in fact, the old man doesn't know much, and he doesn't know much about the classification of books. Tu Lao's fur was slightly red, as if he felt a little embarrassed.

In fact, Hong Yi's words are quite light, the collection of books in the general scholarly families is carefully classified and well organized.

But the books in this stone room are messy, like a big nouveau riche, who has made a fortune, wants to decorate his home as a scholarly door, and instead spends money to buy many books and place them randomly.

"In fact, these books were brought out from the temple when the Zhongzhou Dachan Temple was suppressed and broken. Tu Lao sighed: "There is a huge Zen temple, tens of thousands of monks, and every autumn, there are thousands of monks who go to the countryside to urge rent. The hall layer by layer, running horses and lighting incense, the ever-bright lights are endless, and the whole night is brightly lit. Unfortunately, it was breached by the army, and the glorious temple was burned to the ground, and the treasure was swept away. Hey, the rise and fall of success or failure is really fantastic. ”

"Running horses and lighting incense....... it turns out that Tu Lao, you moved from Zhongzhou Dachan Temple to the West Mountain of Yujing City. Hong Yi finally understood the origin of these foxes.

Zhongzhou Dazen Temple, located in the middle of the Daqian Dynasty, is a thousand-year-old temple, the peak to the extreme, many books have recorded the grandeur of this temple, it is said that this temple, layer by layer of the hall, every morning, to the Buddha Bodhisattva incense of the little monk, to ride a horse to run over. That's why there is a horse running incense.

At the same time, this temple is also a holy place for martial arts, a holy place for cultivation, and a holy place for wealth.

Buddhist temples do not need to pay taxes, there are many fields, and incense is at its peak, accumulating for thousands of years, and the wealth is comparable to the country.

It's a pity that 20 years ago, because the Great Zen Temple contacted the old people of the previous dynasty to rebel, it was cleared by the army, and the thousand-year-old temple was burned.

It is said that the accumulation of this temple for thousands of years, after the wealth was plundered, made the finances of the Daqian Dynasty unprecedentedly stable.

These things are recorded in the notes of many readers. Hong Yi knew it very clearly.

"This group of foxes must be the fox clan that lives near the Great Zen Temple. After all, monks don't kill, so it's safe to live in, and they can learn a lot. However, a fox is a fox after all, although it has a spirit, understands reason, and knows how to cultivate, but it is not as good as a human being. ”

At this time, Hong Yi had a clear understanding of the fox monsters in his heart.

"I don't know if Mr. can sort out a classification for me? This is the treasure of my pure fox clan, and after those little foxes can understand the text, they can come in and read, and it can be regarded as a scholarly family, and my fox clan will rely on the books in this room, at least it will not be muddy for a lifetime, and it will only be a beast that can only drink blood. ”