Tang Zhao took the note and didn't say anything for a long time, then hesitantly asked: "Please let me in?"
He suddenly realized: Is there really someone in the jar?
The ink on the paper is dripping. It has obviously been written just now. It is definitely not an old calligraphy. It must be a human handwriting. Even if the jar becomes a spirit, it will only speak and never write.
It is a bad habit only for scholars like Tang Zhao to indulge in frivolous writing.
"Could it be that the judge was really looking for someone when he entered the cell? He was looking for you? He went through all the trouble to find you, and he found you, but you refused to see him, so that he lost it again? You and him Not in the same group?"
Gu Gu did not answer, but Tang Zhao felt that the guess was very likely.
"You refused to come out then, why are you willing to show up now?"
It couldn't be that he just went crazy and smashed the cans and threatened to bury them in the ground to scare people, right?
The judge could obviously be even crazier.
There are other people hiding in the jar. Although it is just as magical, it seems less magical.
People seem to be the source of miracles. No matter how fantastic things are, if there is a person presiding over it, even if his methods are completely unimaginable by Tang Zhao, it seems that the mystery suddenly loses a layer of mystery and becomes the "mastermind behind the scenes." Such conspiracy and such things.
Tang Zhao calmed down and became wary again. He bowed first and said, "Junior was rude just now. Since senior is willing to speak out, why don't you show up?"
After a while, another piece of paper rolled out of the mouth of the jar.
"It's inconvenient to go out, so I sincerely invite you to come and have a chat with us."
Tang Zhao stared at the mouth of the jar and pondered in silence.
When the other party said "let it go", he was referring to this jar.
Still have to dig into the jar...
After weighing the matter, Tang Zhao was determined. He went back and wrote a note and pressed it under the candle. It was a clue for others to find him. Then he took out a magic weapon and carefully drilled it through the mouth of the jar.
The moment his head went into the jar, the font on the glasses changed:
"Sword: Do you want to enter the sword manual?"
"...Yes." Tang Zhao thought subconsciously.
"Start tapping the sword."
A large number of golden symbols flowed through the glasses, as if there was a rain of light. Tang Zhao felt dazzled and hurriedly reached out to take off the glasses.
The moment he took off his glasses, Tang Zhao suddenly felt dizzy.
It’s that feeling of being shaken mentally!
This was not the ripple-like fluctuation of the water before, but the shock of being hit head-on like the first time he saw the magic weapon, and he almost fell into dizziness in an instant.
He pushed up his glasses.
The dizziness disappeared.
The screen swiping continues.
Tang Zhao was suddenly startled and realized——
Whenever he puts on his glasses, he never experiences any mental shock, not even a ripple!
As a person with "inspiration talent", Tang Zhao had already guessed that he was easily susceptible to mental attacks. Magic weapons, phantoms, swords, etc., disturbed his mind at every turn.
But if he puts on glasses, these interferences will disappear. Whether active or passive, strong or weak, or immersed in watching, nothing will happen. Later, half of the glasses were cracked, which made it difficult to wear them all the time, so he rarely wore them, and all kinds of disturbances disappeared.
He didn't realize that these glasses had been protecting him!
However, this doesn’t seem to be a good thing?
Sometimes, he needs fluctuations to judge abnormalities?
No, it's risky to judge that way, there's a better way. For example, when he was in jail that day, he put on glasses. He would not judge that there was something wrong with the jar through mental interference, but could see it at a glance.
The glasses will display it directly!
Tang Zhao understood in an instant:
It's better to wear glasses.
At this time, he was about to enter a strange place, and he especially needed the protection of glasses. A mere crack in the lens or a lens that wiped out the screen was nothing to worry about.
As soon as the golden light flashed in front of his eyes, Tang Zhao had already entered the jar.
Then stood up.
Heaven and earth changed, and the world changed in an instant.
A breeze blew against my face, soft and cool, mixed with the aroma of fruit trees and a slight hint of water vapor.
Nowadays, in late autumn, there will never be such a wind. Not only the heaven and earth, but also the spring and autumn have changed.
At this time, he was standing in a hall with walls on three sides and one side completely open.
The open side faces the lake, with vast expanse of water and green sky, and the breeze blows from the lake. There is bright skylight above, vast water smoke below, and between the sky and water, there is a faint outline of distant mountains like light ink.
Looking back at the hall, there is also a fragrance in the hall, which is like sandalwood and musk, with a long lasting charm. The surrounding furnishings are all elegant and comfortable. The gold, pearls, jade and porcelain are all gorgeous, and the bamboo, wood, and silk are all exquisite. Every table, chair, and lamp seems to be surrounded by a layer of moist and warm halo, which makes people feel intoxicated. , Tao Taoran.
There is a soft cave in front of the hall, and someone is lying on it, facing the water, with a very comfortable posture.
He was a fat old man, with a round face and a round body that looked like a rubber ball. He had a big beard, and even his facial features could not be seen clearly. She wears a wide brocade robe and is barefooted. Because she is dressed at home, she has no accessories. She only wears a hairband on her head, which is inlaid with a round yellow gemstone.
Tang Zhao was surprised. When he saw the handwriting on the note, the writing was elegant, and the words were polite, he thought he was a scholar with a scholarly temperament. Unexpectedly, this old man looked slovenly and untidy. Bookish.
Literary people are not literate people, and they are still high people. Building a house in a jar is nothing. It even has blue sky, white sun, lakes and mountains. Isn't it too much?
Although he was so close to Chi Chi, the fat old man was completely unaware and just closed his eyes to rest.
Tang Zhao thought to himself: If I came unexpectedly and paid you a visit, it would be nothing more than paying you a visit while you were asleep. You obviously invited me here, so what are you pretending to do?
Although he thought so, he still took the initiative and said: "Students are here as invited. I wonder what the senior's instructions are?"
The fat old man opened his eyes. Because his hair was too long, you couldn't tell how wide his eyes were. He rubbed his face with his hands and said vaguely: "Oh, little friend, I slept well, why did you come here?" Excuse me?"
Tang Zhao just wanted to say, "Didn't you ask me to come?" Suddenly I understood what he meant, which was alluding to the fact that he had destroyed his seclusion in the dungeon, and said: "It happened by chance. I never thought that that ordinary jar could hide such a world. I don't mean to disturb you, please forgive me. The crime of ignorance.”
The fat old man said: "You are ignorant, I have messed up my Qingxiu for many years. I asked you to compensate, but you can't afford it. So I just want to meet you and see who broke my situation." He stared at Tang Zhao sideways, not to mention how malicious his eyes were, but there was no kindness in them anyway.
Tang Zhao thought to himself: You haven't been beaten for so many years. That's because you were well hidden. You were hiding in the dungeon of Black Spider Villa and mixed up with the jars containing people. Who could have imagined this? If you were to show yourself in front of others in broad daylight, I am not the only one with talent in the world, I would have seen through you long ago.
Even though he thought so, he was not too harsh in his words and said, "It's just a fluke. There's nothing surprising about the student."
The fat old man sat up, leaned on the thick cushions, and said: "It's not bad. I think that although you are not a peerless person in the sky or on the earth, you are better than you are young, and you still have potential. It's not in vain for me to ask you to come in and take a look. Take a look. What year is this?"
Tang Zhao looked at him and thought: The score is getting bigger and bigger. Said: "It is now the fourth year of Yongping."
The fat old man said: "Yongping...how many years is that? How many years is it from Xizhen's twelfth year?"
Tang Zhao said: "Xizhen... was it during the reign of Zheng Xizhen? That was at least a hundred years ago!"
The fat old man's eyes were blurry and he said, "Ah, it turns out I've been asleep for so long."
A few words flashed through Tang Zhao's mind, "I don't know if there are Han people, no matter Wei or Jin" and he asked, "How long will you live?"
The fat old man said: "Who still remembers this kind of thing? Time has long been meaningless to me."
Tang Zhao said: "Without time? Could it be said that he is immortal?"
The fat old man said leisurely: "Immortality? That's not possible, because I'm already old."
These words were so profound that Tang Zhao couldn't help but stand in awe. The fat old man said: "If I had the opportunity like you and arrived here when I was young, I would naturally not grow old."
Tang Zhao was stunned for a moment, then the fat old man said: "Be my boy."
Tang Zhao was stunned, and the fat old man said: "Do you still want to be my disciple? I don't accept apprentices. Even though you have some talent, you are not destined to be destined. It happens that I am short of a book boy. I see that you are quite smart. , I will accept you."
Tang Zhao was stunned. He looked at the fat old man as if he were seeing a patient, but he was not angry. He wanted to comfort him, but the fat old man said: "Okay, don't wait around. Kowtow to me, call me your lord, and then go." Burn dinner. I'm hungry."
Tang Zhao was angry and funny, and said: "How can you expect me to recognize you as my master?"
The fat old man sneered: "How could you, a mere mortal, stumble into such a divine mansion and not have the desire to seek immortality? Look at the look of envy and admiration on your face, and you can't even hide it. Logically speaking, it's your turn to beg me. Given the opportunity, I would rather flatter you and do the hard work. I will never allow it. I will give you a few tests, and even ask you to kneel outside for several days and nights before agreeing. This is the style of the immortal family. I don’t think it’s like that. Hypocrisy, it just so happens that I have lived in seclusion for many years without a boy to help me, and you are suitable, so I will accept you without all the falsehoods."
Tang Zhao was furious when he heard him tell him to kowtow and acknowledge his master. He even thought of the human traffickers in the deserted village that night and became hostile. But listening to his natural words, I felt that this person had a ridiculous innocence. Although his words seemed rude, it was not necessarily a bad intention in the general sense, but it was just difficult for ordinary people to understand.
He patiently explained: "You misunderstood. I have no intention of staying."
The fat old man said: "Have you read a few books, and you think you have the honor and shame, and you can't shame yourself to recognize your master? Well, you can recognize me as your ancestor. Originally, I could recognize you as my godson, but you You are only a few years old. If you are my age and I consider you my son, you are too senior and unfair to the world. Just call me ancestor. I am not a stingy person. Just serve me and I will benefit you."
Tang Zhao felt more and more that he was seriously ill, and patiently said again: "Senior, I really misunderstood. I did feel envious just now, but I have no intention of staying. Because I still have things to do outside, and although it is good here, I can't I’m here to stay. In fact, your place is really nice, except it’s a little deserted..."
Suddenly there was a "click" sound, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and a couch collapsed in front of me!
Tang Zhao was startled when he saw the fat old man lying down among a pile of broken wood. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him. The old man suddenly threw away his hand and shouted: "Get out -"
He waved his hands repeatedly, swatting Tang Zhao like a fly, and said: "Get out of here, get out of here! You know nothing, you are an eyesore here, why don't you get out of here!"
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Although the old man said something rude, it was good to go out by himself. He said again: "Senior, do you want to move your home to another place? My place is too unsafe. What if someone finds out one day? , I’m afraid some people will be unfavorable to your...jars. Although they are difficult to destroy, it would be disrespectful to use the jars to contain pig blood, duck feathers, etc.”
The fat old man glared at him and said: "Of course I want to find a safe place, but don't plan on using this to get much benefit. I won't give you a penny for the things here."
Tang Zhao sighed, feeling very tired, and said: "With a little effort, what's the benefit? After all, it's my fault that you moved out of the clean place of the cell. Can you change the shape of the jar? That way I can move it easier. The cell is Since I can’t go back, I’ll try my best to find a place where people are away from me.”
He said sincerely: "I won't hide it from you. I am not free now. Some things are beyond my ability. You can only wait for the opportunity to move me. And there are not many quiet and inconspicuous places like dungeons. I can only say that I try my best. Go and find it. If I can move you within half a month, I will move you. If you can't move, I will entrust you to another person. He is smarter and more alert than me. Maybe he can find a good home for you? "
It suddenly occurred to him that the fat old man must recruit a boy to take care of food and housing and provide benefits. Maybe Wei Changle would be interested? However, Wei Changle had just found the direction of the Swordsman, and he had found the way to the District Inspector. Otherwise, he might be willing to stay here, at least it would be safer than Black Spider Villa.
The fat old man got up from the wood chips and said: "You kid, you can say some high-sounding words. What a month and a half, do I lack such a little time? Get out of here, remember not to mention me to anyone, especially If the man wearing the black and white mask dares to say a word, I will kill you. Get out of here, the exit is outside."
Tang Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "No need to remind me, I always keep my word." After that, he walked out of the hall.
As soon as he stepped over the threshold, his glasses flashed with light.
"Knocking on the sword is finished!"
