The years are long, and the pen and ink are fragrant.

Chen Tianhong, an illiterate young man, entered the world of "calligraphy" inheritance in ignorance, and became the lowest-level "Shu Jishi" in the academy. Starting from basic literacy, sentence formation, and copying, I started to learn, and after a down-to-earth and bit by bit accumulation, I successfully completed the three-month "probationary coursework".

In the assessment of "apprenticeship", it was not surprising that he was listed on the elimination list, and he was the only one. The other eight teenagers who lived in the same library with him had become useful talents and moved to the new library.

In the evening, after receiving the notice, he immediately packed his bags and prepared to leave the college overnight and go home. Who knows, as soon as I went out, I saw a strange old man standing outside the door.

"Looks like you're in a hurry to get out of here?"

"I was eliminated. ”

"For 5,000 years, I don't know how many people have been eliminated here. None of them are in such a hurry to leave as you are. ”

"I've got something to do. ”

"Oh, that's not a coincidence! Just now, there was a vacancy in a position that needed to be filled by a new person. After a major revision, it was decided that it was up to you to make up for it. ”

"Big edit?"

The establishment of the Sanctuary Academy is editing, reviewing, and guishi. A college will have nine editors who will jointly lead the college. Eighty-one people were reviewed, and the number of people in charge of Shu Jishi varied, but it would not be less than 361 people, such as the girl who accepted Chen Tianhong and other nine people, was a reviewer. The lowest rank, also known as the "writer", is the main force in accomplishing the tasks of the college.

Of course, in practice, in the establishment of each level, there are three, six, nine and so on. But there are no regulations to speak of.

The so-called major editing is naturally the "first" editing of a college. This "first" is only based on the order of seniority, regardless of age and personal ability.

Chen Tianhong knew that this was impossible, so he was not angry in his heart, so he didn't say anything, glanced at the old man, and decided not to pay attention to him anymore. The old man handed over a piece of paper, which was indeed stamped with the seal of editing. The content of the paper room is very concise, "Send Chen Tianhong to Tianlong Temple to replace Li Si".

Tianlong Temple, three months ago, Chen Tianhong didn't know, but now he knows. It is a small temple where there is only one monk per generation. In today's prosperous era of Xiuzhen, it is considered to be one of the most bizarre existences on the Shenzhou Continent.

Chen Tianhong knew that although he was eliminated, he was still a Jiji before leaving the academy. When you receive this appointment, unless you have the ability to choose to leave, you can only follow the order. And now he is really weak and pitiful, so he can only do what he is ordered.

The old man said, "Let's go." The carriage is ready. If it goes well, it will be possible to reach Tianryu Temple in about the hour. ”

Chen Tianhong breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this academy career might not end so easily. The moment he got into the carriage, he suddenly felt funny. Every time you change the carriage, you will start a new journey. The heart said, "This is probably the so-called 'creation of people'? next time, if I switch to horseback riding, will my luck be better?"

Along the way, the old man chattered non-stop while driving the car. According to him, the man named Li Si was an old man who was more than twenty years older than him. And the age when Li Si went to Tianlong Temple was probably the year of his establishment. This Li Si was actually a very talented person, and he was only sent to Tianlong Temple because he offended his great editor at that time. The job is simple - copy the scriptures.

Chen Tianhong thought to himself: It's really not a good errand! Could it be the idea of the dead fat man's three views at the east gate?

The three views of the east gate are the fat man who picked up Chen Tianhong and the other nine people. As soon as the nine of them entered the academy, they realized why he had dropped that sentence at that time. It turned out that he was one of the nine capable generals in Feng Xiaolou's review, and he happened to be the person in charge of the "study" of the newly promoted Shujishi. Unfortunately, the first "mold master" he met was Chen Tianhong.

Chen Tianhong looked for an opportunity and asked, "Old man, the way of the world today is all cultivation. Why do you have to copy Buddhist scriptures?"

The old man replied seriously: "Actually, there are many things that are unjustified. For example, why do we call the person who gave birth to us Daddy? However, the matter of copying scriptures is a well-known matter in Hanoi. According to legend, the first Buddhist patriarch is also a very powerful existence, and thousands of Buddhist scriptures are written by him. The old monk and the 'Book Ancestor', one of the Nine Sages, are friends who are irreversible. And copying Buddhist scriptures is a gambling contract between them. As for this gambling contract, according to legend, there are probably tens of thousands of theories. If you like, you can listen to it for a lifetime. ”

The Buddhist inheritance has a long history, but it is actually earlier than the monastic inheritance. It's just that somehow, it never prevailed. In today's world, even less is known. Therefore, even the Dharma name of the first generation of Buddhas, few people know.

The old man said again: "When you arrive at Tianlong Temple, according to the rules, Li Si will accompany you for three months." Truth be told, this is probably the most precious three months of your school career. As for how much you can learn from Lees, that's your personal creation. No one can do this for you. ”

"It's 'apprenticeship' again?"

"Uh...... Anyway, from the first person to the present, it's been like that!"

The carriage calmly walked through several wide streets, turned into the mountain road, and immediately galloped away. The old coachman skillfully steered the carriage and shouted again and again. Chen Tianhong didn't have the heart to look at the scenery outside the carriage, and with his perception of the bumpiness of the carriage, he inadvertently changed his position so that he could be as stable as possible.

After the carriage galloped for an hour, there were suddenly more than a dozen "whooshing" whistling sounds on the mountain road. In the midst of lightning and fire, the carriage was pierced with javelins cut from tree branches. The horses that drove were frightened, like wild horses, neighing and galloping like flying.

After a while, there was a long cry from the mountain road, followed by a strong wind that forcibly intercepted the carriage. The horses roared loudly, and their hooves were restless.

A black-robed man untied the harness and slowly lifted the curtain of the carriage. I saw a young man curled up in a corner, his eyes shining brightly, and more than a dozen wooden javelins were just shuttling around a small back.

"You're the one who was sent to Tenryu Temple?"

"Yes!"

"It's okay, I'm not scared by the despicable methods of the little ones!"

"Are you Senior Lis?"

"It's the old man!" the black-robed man smiled faintly and continued: "Get off the carriage first and enter the temple." ”

Chen Tianhong made a promise, got up the wooden javelin, put the little back on his back again, jumped out of the carriage, and was about to observe when the black-robed man spoke again.

"Did the person who sent you say that you can only go to Tianlong Temple when you get to Zi?"

"Hmm!"

"You believe it?"

"Believe!"

"Don't you know that that's the point in time when the ghost is urging death?"

"Ah......h

"There is nothing strange about it, from the moment you get into the carriage, what you hear, see, perceive, is already fake. Judging by their means, you seem to be a person with a lot of origin. ”

"I'm a descendant of the Greedy Wolf Guard!"

"Hehe~"

Li Si's incomprehensible smile made Chen Tianhong feel a little creepy. Li Si turned a blind eye, and ignored the horses that left freely, and walked leisurely towards the mountain gate. Chen Tianhong silently followed behind him, not daring to speak casually.

The mountain gate in front of you has no plaque couplet, which is no different from the gate of ordinary people's homes. After entering the mountain gate, there is a very tall Buddha hall on the west side, the exterior decoration is extremely simple, and there is no plaque couplet. The main hall is illuminated by thousands of oil lamps. A monk meditated cross-legged, chattering. To the south are three grass huts, all with the doors open. Other than that, there is nothing else in the small courtyard.

Li Si introduced: "The big hall where the old monk recites the scriptures is the famous Tianlong Temple. Your dwelling is the hut in the middle, and you need to be in the main hall when you copy the scriptures. All the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones will be sent over regularly. At that time, you can also ask someone to help you carry some clothes next time. However, they come once a year, and you have to be mentally prepared. Your source of food is all the game that can be caught in Nanshan. ”

Liston paused and said, "That's all." The rest of the way is up to you. ”

Chen Tianhong's heart moved, and he said, "Didn't you say that there is a three-month probationary period?"

"Yes. This time, though, it had to be an exception!"

"Why?"

"I don't want to be a dead man until I see my eldest grandson again. ”

When Li Si spoke, he had already walked into the grass house, and after only a short while, he walked out of the mountain gate with a bag on his back and rode away. Chen Tianhong already understood the meaning of Li Si's words. Look at the late day, the stars are getting brighter, and the mountains are cold. When I think of the previous attack, my whole body is cold.

After thinking for a moment, he still had the courage to enter the grass hut and lit the oil lamp on the table with a fire sickle. There was only a wooden bed, a table, and a chair in the room. On the table was a thick book, the pages of which had long been yellowed, and the corners of the book were badly worn. Next to it was a relatively new booklet, which seemed to have been written recently.

Chen Tianhong picked up two books, wanting to read them in the dim light. But his eyes still couldn't help but look out the door, and suddenly he felt that there was a terrifying atmosphere everywhere in the empty mountains, and the chill in his heart became more and more intense. Undoubtedly, it is the brighter light in the Buddha hall that makes people feel a little safe.

Chen Tianhong thought to himself: Since the scripture must be copied in the Buddha hall, then it is okay for me to stay up all night.

After making up his mind, he gently picked up the book and tiptoed towards the Buddha hall. When I walked to the door, I was shocked. The monk who was still chanting the scriptures before disappeared. In the middle of the empty temple, a golden Buddha statue is enshrined. The Buddha statue is full of smiles, has a big belly, and is very kind. On all the platforms in the temple were placed oil lamps. In the light flames, the Buddha statue looks even more solemn, and the golden body shines brightly out of the realm.

Walking into the Buddha hall, there is a door in the north, which happens to be reflected by the golden light, like an illusion. On the south side, there is a large vat with a height of one person, a large inkstone, several bundles of brushes, and many paper balls discarded at random on a desk, which looks extremely chaotic. On the south side of the Buddha statue, there are rows of neat scriptures, which reflect the light of the Buddha statue, and have a unique charm.

Chen Tianhong already understood. He walked lightly to the desk, cleaned up and cleaned up carefully, and then sat down on the small table and carefully looked at the thick book brought out of the grass house. Although he was eliminated after the three-month probationary period, he already knew a lot of words. So, he recognized the four words on the first page of the scroll: the Dictionary of the Sacred Beings.

This book is originally from the ancestor of the book, but it is not a true classic, but a book of words and interpretations compiled by the sages of the human race. As long as it is a family with a little wealth, there will be a copy of the new or the old. Chen Tianhong spent three months completely mastering the key knowledge points of literacy. Therefore, there is no obstacle to reading this dictionary of the saints. The difficulty lies in how to memorize the tens of thousands of words and meanings in the dictionary.

It's just that Chen Tianhong doesn't understand why Li Si, who is afraid of being burned, left this book?

A person, in a quiet little temple, pondering and looking through a dictionary. Time passed bit by bit.

Halfway through the hour, countless whistling sounds suddenly sounded in the quiet mountain forest. Chen Tianhong only had a short time from being awakened to reacting and running to the door. But even if it was short-lived, the three grass houses had already turned into a sea of fire.

Suddenly, under the originally clear starry sky, there was a sudden thunder and lightning over the mountains and forests. Fortunately, thunder and lightning come and go quickly. When the last lightning disappeared, Chen Tianhong blinked slightly, and when he looked at the mountains and forests again, there was already a person with scattered silver hair in front of him.

"Master Sky Lantern, don't come unharmed. ”

"Amitabha!

Chen Tianhong's slightly stiff neck tried to look back, and there was a monk sitting on the futon. When he looked into the courtyard again, the silver-haired man was gone, and he left a neat pile of white paper on the place where he stood. Against the backdrop of the firelight, the paper was like blood.

"Little donor, why don't you put out the fire?"

"Why don't you go?" Chen Tianhong asked without thinking.

"There is no fire in the old monk's heart!"

"There is no fire in my heart, only hatred!"

"Hatred is fire, and fire is hatred. Like the fire in the heart of the benefactor, it is finally extinguished. Amitabha!

Chen Tianhong didn't understand Buddhism, so he was speechless for a while. But inadvertently, he saw another person in the firelight, a person he knew. He was also staring at the raging fire.