Mystery Makes Me Strong

   Chapter 1034 The Great Circle

   followed by Ahn Deb's request.

   called Li Yuanfeng and asked Qingzhu to communicate. The other party said that he was organizing the next batch of contacts and asked him to wait for two days.

   Wen Rensheng agreed.

   He remembered that Aihandeb also said an embarrassing thing about "Green Bamboo", wanting to know a great writer, but it turned into a toilet fund, which made him laugh for hundreds of years.

   Now it's really feng shui turns, it's time for others to laugh at it.

  Two days later, Wen Rensheng and a group of contemporary ancient literature masters entered the valley bamboo forest last time again.

   is still full of literati, with poetry and poetry.

   Fortunately, this time, the limericks from last time were gone, they were all serious poems and even songs.

   "White, white, white, a piece of white, white to the depths and naturally white..."

   Really serious...

   After listening to the poems written by these people one by one, Wen Rensheng found that, based on the foundation of many poems, they are actually no worse than those famous poems in previous lives.

   After all, these people are the elite of the elite. After strict and scientific training, how could the ancients have such an environment? They all learn from their teachers, and then rely on talent and hard work, plus environmental encounters, and finally come up with a few famous poems.

   But it is precisely because of this that the connotation and artistic conception of these poems always seem a bit fake and lack real emotion.

   After all, it is difficult for this group of people to have that kind of real experience.

  Wen Rensheng thought about it, but he didn't know how to communicate with Mr. Qingzhu. After all, he didn't meet him last time. He just carried a poem by Zheng Banqiao and was sent to a room to choose a prize.

   But the last time I took away two doors, I wonder if I will see you this time?

   Sure enough, this time, seven or eight people disappeared into the valley because of the poetry. When they came back, all of them had bright eyes, either holding a picture scroll or a book in their hands.

   There is only one strange flower, and he took a broom.

   is slightly inferior to him.

   However, Wen Rensheng also carried a poem this time, but he was not summoned for a long time.

   "Hey, this Xiongtai's poetry is so beautiful, why wasn't it selected by Mr. Qingzhu?" Someone next to him asked strangely.

"Yeah, I thought Xiongtai should be the first to be selected, but I didn't expect it to be chosen, what a pity (hi), what a pity (hi)." Another person said insincerely, the folds on his face almost laughing out of flowers.

  The literati have been light-hearted since ancient times.

  Others are also shaking their heads, seeming to regret that Wen Rensheng's masterpiece is not in the eyes of nobles.

   Wen Rensheng thought about it, but he had no choice but to make a big move.

  He found a scroll and began to paint.

Of course, the content of    has nothing to do with the toilet fund, he won't expose other people's scars, that kind of thing is too rude.

   Not to mention, if you get it wrong, you will be silenced.

   He just painted a picture of "Bamboo Blossoming".

   He disappeared before halfway through the painting.

   "Ah, this painting is very ordinary, it's far worse than that poem, how can I still see him?" One person asked in surprise.

   "I remember, Mr. Qingzhu, who is tired of luxurious and gorgeous poems, and likes folk minor tunes." Someone said wisely.

   "That's it, then I'll make another minor tune."

   For a while, another bunch of limericks appeared...

   is still in the same bamboo house from last time.

  The house is still empty, and many paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls are missing a lot.

   "You have something to say, just say it." It was the same voice as last time, but it seemed a little sullen.

   "Oh, I'm here to ask for help on behalf of a close friend of yours." Wen Rensheng went on to tell the story of Aihandeb.

   "I don't know it." The voice denied directly.

  No wonder Aihandeb didn't come to ask for help directly, he would have refused if he knew earlier.

   Wen Rensheng sighed in his heart, even he was a little embarrassed.

   "How are you going to save it?"

   The voice fell silent.

  Wen Rensheng followed suit.

   "I won't save it. The conditions you can provide are nothing more than poems and songs that are adjusted. These things are just the fun in my life, and I won't use fun to squander my source."

  Wen Rensheng understood, he didn't insist any more, so he nodded: "Okay, I understand."

   "Hey, are you not begging anymore?"

   "In my life, I will only exchange for equal value and never ask for help."

   "Very good, very literate. It's just that you are so strong, why did you take my door last time?"

   "Because your threshold is the most expensive thing here."

   "Oh, your eyes are really good."

  The two then talked for a while. Anyway, they were just talking about things. Wen Rensheng was quite clear about these things. After all, the background was there.

   At the end, the green bamboo said: "Although I can't save it, I can show you another way."

   "Please also advise."

   "There is a kind of spring pool that can heal the source of our existence. It will be born in every new world. If you can find it, there is hope." Qingzhu then said.

   "Then how to find it?" Wen Rensheng asked.

   "I can only describe its characteristics. As for how to find it, it is up to you. It is very round, gushes upwards from the center, and can gust out nine waves of different heights."

   "Thank you sir for your pointer."

   Wen Rensheng then left the bamboo house.

  …………

   Wen Rensheng returned to his home.

   "How is it, is there any result?" Ehandb hurriedly came up and asked.

   Wen Rensheng reiterated the result of the communication.

   "As expected, I don't have any hope. We exist without friends, let alone rescue, just like..."

   "Just like Jupiter and Saturn, whichever is broken, the other will not save it." Wen Rensheng teased.

   "Well, almost."

   "Oh, it does point the way..." Wen Rensheng repeated the story of the spring pool.

   "Uh, I've heard of this thing too, it just needs the right time, place and people to appear." Aihandeb was a little delighted.

   "Explain more clearly."

   "The time of day is the time when everything is shrouded in mystery; the geographical advantage is the place where the crowd gathers the most; and the people are the time when the minds of the souls are the most consistent." Ehandeb said carefully.

   Wen Rensheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this.

   "Got it, I'll find a way to find it."

   "Well, you go."

  Then the two cut off contact~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Wen Rensheng immediately asked Shishi to blackmail Ahhand.

   This old liar is lying to himself again!

   also went around such a big circle.

   Actually, when Wen Rensheng heard something about "Origin", he felt something was wrong.

   Take the origin of his own world to save a monster in a mysterious world. Others may do this, but how can he do it?

   He is not a fool, keep it for himself, isn't it fragrant?

   Now it seems that this green bamboo must have been threatened by Aihandeb, which is why he made such a big picture.

   As for why it is set on myself, it is obviously because I have enough ability to achieve this.

  Unfortunately, the only loophole of Ehandeb is that he underestimated his own wisdom.

   Alas, my own wisdom is too high, and I can easily identify this kind of trap.

  The last time I was deceived was in my previous life. At that time, being a person was too real and it was too easy to trust others.

   (end of this chapter)