It was a dilapidated house, and the air smelled musty.

The layout of the house is very simple.

A desk with a simple score, a chair, and bookshelves all around.

The bookshelf looked rather rough, with one book after another on the shelf.

"Someone has come in this room, but the furnishings haven't changed in the slightest. ”

Although the room was dark, Qiu Yan's life cultivation was also a slight achievement, the flesh and blood were tight, the dark energy was endogenous, and the six senses were much more sensitive than before, and then the moonlight outside the door, when he entered the house, he found a few footprints on the ground.

There was a layer of dust on the desks, on the bookshelves, and on the floor, but there were a few obvious footprints in the dust on the ground.

"Look at this footprint, it should have been printed in the last few days, Xu heard the news of the village in the south, thought that the Qiu family was dead, so he came in, this person went around the house and went out, it is no wonder, the family is surrounded by walls, even if the mouse comes in, he has to go out with tears, where is there something for people to steal?"

Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan's gaze swept over the bookshelf in the room again, and he sighed.

"Fortunately, this person didn't wreak havoc, and he didn't have the idea of moving the book, otherwise if he wanted to find it back, it would have taken a lot of effort and wasted time. ”

This courtyard is the home of Qiu Yan's predecessor and his father, and the books on the shelves in this house, except for a few books bought in the study, the rest were copied by the father and son one by one.

The Qiu family is poor, even ordinary books are difficult to buy, and the Qiu family's father and son borrow books and copy them in order to study.

However, buying paper and ink is also an expense, for this matter, after the death of his mother, Qiu Yan's father Qiu Zonglin mortgaged his own few acres of land, and then he was taken away, if it weren't for Qiu Zonglin's talent status, he could go to the government every month to receive meager money and grain, the Qiu family father and son would have starved to death.

Even so, it inevitably became a laughing stock and a counterexample for neighbors to educate their children.

A while ago, Qiu Yandao failed the test and was taken to the southern village by his father, wanting him to stay away from the hustle and bustle and study with peace of mind, so he took a lot of books from the study.

Even if I have gradually merged with this body, I still can't change this, if I succeed in the imperial examination in the future, and want to pass on poetry and books, the books in this room will be extraordinary in meaning, and if there is a historian to write Qiu Yanchuan in the future, this room will be a big book and a special book. ”

Qiu Yan occupies this body, to complete the three major causes and effects, of which the cause and effect of ambition is reflected in the imperial examination, even if you can't pay homage to the prime minister, but at least there must be a fame, otherwise the cause and effect are difficult to complete, and once you have the identity of lifting people, the identity in the county is not ordinary, and a separate page will be listed on the local chronicles in the future to describe Qiu Yan's life.

At that time, the fact that the Qiu family's father and son were poor and did not forget to copy books to study, would not be regarded as a joke, but would be similar to chiseling the wall to borrow light, hanging beams and piercing stocks, and maybe it could be passed down through the ages.

The difference between learning and learning is unimaginable.

"This shijie, in the end, it still depends on fame, deeds, and achievements. ”

With a sigh, Qiu Yan rolled up his sleeves and counted the books.

The books in the Qiu family's study are not indiscriminately visited, but classified, according to the subset of scriptures and miscellaneous studies, Qiu Yan's father and son are fond of books, and most of them are copied one by one, so although there are many books in the house, each one is remembered clearly.

Half an hour later, Qiu Yan finished counting and nodded, knowing that there was no one missing.

"I also have to take some time to go to Zuoqu Village, bring back the books that were put there, and my father is also buried in the village, I am out of danger for the time being, I can't leave it alone, the way of humanity is not a trivial matter, and I have to do filial piety for this. ”

Thinking like this, Qiu Yan retreated from the study and returned to the courtyard.

The yard was small and overgrown with weeds, with only three rooms, each in a dilapidated state, and all three doors had been locked, but now they had been smashed open.

"This thief is really good at picking people. Qiu Yan shook his head, smiled bitterly, pushed open the door of the hall and walked in.

The room was full of dust, but he didn't care, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested, he wanted to concentrate on the soul, if he wanted to achieve something, he had to work hard, and he couldn't slack off for a day.

The door opened, and the moonlight shone into the room, sprinkling on Qiu Yan's body, calm and peaceful, and his heart gradually immersed in the mysterious realm.

At this time, if there were no people, they would float over from outside and converge towards Qiu Yan.

"Huh?"

Qiu Yan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't open his eyes, but surprise appeared in his heart, and he felt a trace of people's wishes wrapped around his body, which was full of emotions and wishes such as gratitude, fear, and expectation, and quickly penetrated inward, quickly approaching the soul immersed in his body.

"This is the wish of those disaster victims and hungry people!"

The soul is sensitive, and when it comes into contact with these wishes, it immediately discerns the future experience.

"No wonder the sages said, 'The people are the gods, the people are the gods, and the people are then the gods', I just took out a few pieces of bread and did a trivial thing, so that the hungry people would be grateful, and give birth to the power of wishes, although it was meager, but if the number of people was a little larger, it would accumulate in the soul over time, and when the doppelganger died, the soul left, and immediately accepted the wishes of the people and became a god! This god was raised by the people! Huh?"

Qiu Yanzheng sighed with emotion, taking the opportunity to comprehend the way of God, and suddenly his thoughts moved, and he found a bizarre thing, only to see the people's wishes infiltrate, gradually approaching the black hole in the center of the soul, and then disappearing inside.

"What's going on? These people have entered the black hole and have been transmitted to the gods themselves!

His surprise was really extraordinary, but his mood was chaotic, the mysterious artistic conception no longer existed, the perception was shaking, and the perception of the people's wishes was interrupted.

However, Qiu Yan did not feel pity, and his heart rose with joy.

"Today's heart is in turmoil, it's not convenient to explore, let's go with the flow first, wait a few days, be ready, and then find out!"

Thinking so, he fell silent again.

Early the next morning, Qiu Yan opened his eyes and stood up, his whole spirit refreshed.

"I didn't expect that the divine power could quickly heal the soul damage, just one night, almost replenished the loss of the living soul, and in two days at most, the living soul will be completely recovered, and I will be able to try to open the painting scroll. ”

After tidying up his clothes, Qiu Yan walked out of the hall, first fetched a bucket of water, took a scoop, turned around and entered the study, took out the pen, ink and paper from the bookshelf, mixed it with water and grinded, Zuihou picked up the pen and wrote, and soon filled two pieces of paper.

"That's it, you don't have to write it thoroughly, otherwise it will be too traceable. ”

Putting down the pen, Qiu Yan raised his hand to wipe it on the paper, the green light on his hand flickered, the paper had become yellow, worn, and the ink was dim, as if it had been left for decades.

He used his divine power to remove some substances from the paper and ink, making it look old.

After doing this, Qiu Yan added two pieces of paper to a book, put them back on the shelf, and then left his yard without stopping, and came back after noon, followed by a carpenter and a locksmith.

"I'm tired of a few people. ”

After a few words, the craftsmen began to repair the courtyard door, the door, and the lock, which alarmed the surrounding neighbors, and they came out of their homes one after another, and when they saw Qiu Yan, they immediately began to talk in a low voice.

"Didn't you say that the Qiu family's father and son are dead, why is this little Qiu ......?"

"This nerd must have escaped. ”

"The commotion is not small, and it will definitely alarm Old Man Chen's house. ”

"Yes, that old man Chen is thinking about taking down this ownerless courtyard, and now that the little nerd is back, this wishful thinking can't be done. ”

"Will Master Chen be willing? ”

"What kind of show can there be? Just this nerd, can he still fight the old man of the Chen family? I'm afraid that Zuihou may have to sell himself into slavery, and he will not be able to turn over for generations!"

......

Although the voice was low, Qiu Yan's ears were sensitive, and he listened to them one by one.

"Someone wants to seize the courtyard? Chen Qichang in the east of the city has heard that this person likes to take advantage of the robbery, since he has moved his mind, he can't tolerate it, he must cut off this idea in advance, and the province will come to the door in the future, and the trouble will be tight. Speaking of which, now that they have settled down, the affairs of Panfu are also on the agenda. Although the Pan Mansion has the luck of the Dragon Court, but now that he has a grudge with me, I will take revenge, and it is justified, even if it is a god, I can't say much. ”

Qiu Yan was thinking about it, when a greeting suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother Qiu, it's not easy to find this place. "But Yan Yongjie is here.

The other person was tall and big, and he was carrying a big knife on his back, looking fierce and burly, and the surrounding neighbors inevitably muttered, and soon dispersed.

"Brother Yan came just in time, come in with me. ”

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