Fighter of the Destiny

Liang Banhu and Qijian also reacted quickly and started looking for things along with Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi. The thatched hut was not big, so in a short period of time, it was turned over by everyone. Even the stove and water tank were not leaked. For a while, dust was flying everywhere in the house.

Tang Sanliu didn't react. He was still thinking about what Chen Changsheng said before. He chased after him and kept asking: You took off the quilt, so what should we sleep with later? Although Those quilts left behind by Senior Xunmei are indeed sour and unbearable, but at least they have something to cover them with. Let me tell you, I won’t cover you with that shabby quilt tonight, because it’s so hot.”

Everyone thought that the young master of the Tang family in Wenshui had indeed been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, and he was different. At this time, they were only worried about whether they could sleep comfortably. Most of the disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect came from poor families and did not like Tang San in the first place. Shiliu Pingdai's behavior was even more angry at this time, so he couldn't care about him.

Chen Changsheng had just finished looking under the kang, his face was covered with dust. Hearing Tang Sanliu's mutterings behind him, he stopped moving helplessly and said, The new bedding will be delivered later. Please be patient. .”

Tang Thirty-Six felt a little relieved and asked curiously: What are you looking for?

Chen Changsheng said: Didn't I just tell you about Senior Xun Mei's notes.

What notes? Tang Sanliu obviously hadn't reacted yet.

He interpreted the notes on the Heavenly Book Tablet. Chen Changsheng walked outside the house and looked at the fence, wondering if it was hidden in the ground. If that was the case, it would be rare to find it.

Only then did Tang Thirty-Six understand why everyone had such a big reaction. He quickly rolled up his sleeves and said, This is an important thing. We must find it quickly.

The thatched house became quiet, with only the sounds of rummaging through boxes and cabinets and tapping on the walls. However, the silence did not last long. Tang Sanliu's voice sounded again, causing headaches: I said, if there are really notes, Who owns the notes?

Guan Feibai was standing on the stove looking at the bacon hanging on the beam. When he heard this, he said angrily: Whoever finds it first will get it.

Tang Sanshiliu refused and said, Why? We were the ones who moved in first.

Qi Jian wiped the sweat on his face and said seriously: Senior Xun Mei said when he was seriously injured in front of the Shinto last night that he would leave this thatched cottage to all of us.

Zhexiu said expressionlessly: Whoever finds it first will get it.

Tang Thirty-Six rolled his eyes, thinking that there were four people from the Lishan Sword Sect, and seeing how hard they were looking for them now, they were afraid they would find them first, so he made up his mind.

Let's give in. It doesn't matter who finds it first. Let's look at it together.

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Dust was flying, more fences in the courtyard fell down, the grass on the eaves was lifted, and even the ground beside the well was lifted up. The entire thatched house was about to be dismantled, and finally a shout of surprise was heard.

found it!

Everyone was overjoyed and hurried back to the house following the sound, only to see a thin book in Tang Sanliu's hand. Tang Sanliu's expression was a little complicated. He was naturally very happy to find the notes left by Xun Mei. The problem was that he had already proposed in advance that no matter who found it, everyone would read it together...

It's better to let you find it, or I'll be happier. He put the thin book on the table and said with regret, Why did I just find it?

Where did you find it? Chen Changsheng asked curiously.

Tang Thirty-Six pointed to the square table in front of him and said, It's just under the table legs, and you haven't seen it?

It was quiet, and everyone had already eaten two meals on the small square table in the kitchen. But who would have thought that Xunmei would put such an important notebook under the table leg. That's the truth. Thinking that I almost demolished the house, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Liang Banhu looked at Tang Sanliu and said, I didn't expect that you have a good way of finding things.

Tang Sanshiliu said: At Wenshui's house, there is a banknote under the table in the old man's card room. I often stole it when I was a child, so I glanced at it out of habit. Who would have thought that it was actually under the table.

Still quiet. Everyone, including Chen Changsheng, lost interest in talking to him. He was not from the same world to begin with, so it was really difficult to communicate happily and smoothly.

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The dust gradually collected, the tables and chairs were wiped again, and the house was tidied. After everything was completed, the seven people gathered around the small square table and stared at the table in the dim light of the oil lamp.

Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi raised their heads and looked at each other. They remembered that before Xun Mei died, he specifically mentioned that he would leave this thatched hut for them to live in, and that he liked peace and quiet and did not want more people to live in it. At that time, they felt a little bit Strange, now I understand that there is such a deep meaning hidden in it.

Xun Mei spent thirty-seven years observing monuments in the Tomb of Heavenly Books. The most important legacy she left behind, of course, should not be this thatched cottage or the three sour and smelly beddings, but the thin book on the table. Old book.

Gou Hanshi opened the first page of the thin book, and six heads poked over. This thin book is Xun Mei's notes. It records what he learned while observing the monument, and more importantly, his various ideas and attempts before interpreting the monument. In the densely packed small characters, there are thirty-seven years.

Xun Mei spent thirty-seven years in the Tianshu Mausoleum and deciphered dozens of Tianshu steles. It is naturally impossible to record the process of deciphering each stele in detail, but just like all those who view the steles, the Qianling Tomb The meaning of the first stele and the Zhaoqing stele is particularly different. His feelings when he first saw this stele decades ago, as well as his subsequent method choices and psychological changes when he tried to decipher the stele, were all recorded very clearly.

The Heavenly Book Monument remains unchanged throughout the ages, but the viewers of the Monument are different. It is naturally impossible for future generations to just use the methods used by the predecessors to interpret the Monument. Otherwise, the elders of the Lishan Sword Sect would have already used their own methods to interpret the Monument. The method was taught to disciples like Gou Hanshi, but the process and valuable experience of the predecessors in interpreting the stele can provide ideas for those who come after, and avoid a few detours. There are also those saints and winds and rains in all directions who can read the heavenly book at will. How many people can have more experience in viewing monuments than him? If this thin book is circulated, it will inevitably become the target of countless forces fighting for it.

The young people sitting around the table knew very well what kind of opportunity this was, and naturally cherished it extremely much. They stared at the words on the booklet, turning them with Gou Hanshi's fingers, thinking and absorbing them.

There was silence in the thatched hut.

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I don't know how much time passed before Gou Hanshi covered the thin book. Tang Thirty-Six was looking at it in rapt attention when he stood up and said in surprise: What's going on? Open it quickly and take a look.

Chen Changsheng said: There is still plenty of time. Read it slowly. There must be time to digest it. And we haven't even passed the first monument yet. It's enough to finish reading this section.

After hearing this, Tang Sanliu sat down quietly.

Gou Hanshi looked at the notes in front of him and sighed: Senior is indeed a senior.

Everyone also has the same emotion in their hearts.

It was written clearly in the notes that it took Xunmei only two days to untie the Zhaoqing Monument. What shocked them even more was that in the first two days, Xunmei only tried two methods to untie the stele, and During the long years of watching monuments, either out of boredom or because the Heavenly Book Stele at the back was too difficult to decipher, he once again decoded the Zhaoqing Stele when he had nothing to do. In the end, he found seven ways to decipher the Zhaoqing Stele. Seven methods What is the concept of a successful way to unblock monuments?

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Zhe Xiu, Guan Feibai and the other five people, because they spent too long looking at the monuments in the Tomb of Heavenly Books during the day, were mentally exhausted and had to absorb the experiences in Xun Mei's notes, they all fell asleep. Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi were in good spirits because they had limited time to view the monument, and they were already in the Netherworld. They stood in the courtyard and looked at the stars in the night sky without any intention of resting.

I want to go see it again.

Chen Changsheng looked at the stars in the night sky, thinking about the sixth method Xun Mei used in his notes, and suddenly had an urge to see the changes in the inscriptions under the starlight.

Gou Hanshi said: That's what I meant.

As soon as they left, the two walked through the orange garden and walked towards the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven. Not long after, they arrived in front of the mausoleum. The only road between the mausoleums looked like a jade belt under the starlight, which was very beautiful.

Just as he was about to climb the mausoleum, Chen Changsheng suddenly stopped, looked at him and asked, You have been looking at the monument for two days, so you should have understood it, otherwise it would be unreasonable.

It's not unreasonable, it's unreasonable, because from the Ivy Banquet to the Great Imperial Examination, he fought against Gou Hanshi three times, and he knew exactly what kind of person the other party was. Although he was the first and the first in the Imperial Examination, he knew that It's just because I am less afraid of death than the other person, or more afraid of death. In terms of true cultivation level and knowledge, I am much worse than Gou Hanshidu.

In the afternoon, Chen Changsheng was sure that he was only one step away from the monument. After seeing Xun Mei's notes, he was even more convinced. Gou Hanshi had been reading it for two days, and there was no reason why he still couldn't understand the inscriptions.

Gou Hanshi was silent for a moment and then said, I want to wait for the junior brothers.

As long as he wanted to, he could untie the Zhaoqing Monument at any time and go to the second Heavenly Book Monument. Regarding this, he did not want to hide it from Chen Changsheng.

Just how attractive the Heavenly Book Monument is to ascetics can be seen just by looking at Zhexiu's pale face and the dejected looks of Qi Jian and Liang Banhu. Deliberately slowing down the monument for the sake of being equal? If other people said this, Chen Changsheng would never believe it, but he was just a cold-blooded person.

Chen Changsheng didn't like Xu Yourong, and he didn't value the engagement, but because of these things, there was no doubt that he couldn't have any good impressions of Qiu Shanjun and the Lishan Sword Sect, but he was still stubborn.

Gou Hanshi said: Another reason is that I am waiting for someone. If nothing happens, you should be able to see him in two days, and I will introduce you to him then.

Aren't you curious about what the inscription on the second Heavenly Book Monument looks like? Chen Changsheng asked.

Gou Hanshi said: Of course I want to know, but just like what Senior Xun Mei wrote in his notes, different methods of interpreting the stele represent different pleasures. It doesn't hurt to stay for two more days.

Continuing to climb the mausoleum, we soon arrived in front of the Zhaoqing Monument. The Beilu was very quiet at night. There were more than a dozen people sitting scattered on the stone flat in the forest. The arrival of Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi caused a commotion. In front of the Beilu The faces of the two young scholars turned cold instantly, making no attempt to conceal their hostility.

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(Wow hahahaha, I still wrote it, at least today.)