"Now that there is no vegetation, the trace of gravel in the west has also started to wreak havoc. In just over ten years, the original ancient country has turned into a Gobi desert. Of course, the people in the ancient country have also been displaced. The young and strong-bodied people have left their homes. Going to Daqi, the old man had inconvenient legs and feet and grew old in the ancient country; the emperor at that time was also depressed and sick, and he was driven crazy all day long. In the end, he burned the entire palace to the ground, holding the woman's coffin and burning it. To die in the deserted ancient capital, there is no such thing as an ancient country in the world."
"It's so ridiculous that a generation of ambitious and virtuous heroes who were known to the world ended up being described as a ignorant and unprincipled tyrant." Nie Changfeng finished telling the story and looked at Shen Jie.
Shen Jie thought for a long time, then exhaled the suffocation in his chest, and said softly, "This is probably the so-called right and wrong, success or failure is all in vain. The world is impermanent, and no one can know the variables in the rise and fall of dynasties. Leave it to future generations. The principle is that as a minister, you should consider the duties of the minister and never ignore the wishes of the emperor's colleagues. Only then can you be called a good minister in the world."
Nie Changfeng took another sip of tea and did not reply to Shen Jie's words. He looked at the sky outside the window and said nothing for a while. Shen Jie had no choice but to wait for the next step, sitting cross-legged in silence and not taking the lead in asking questions.
"The futons under our butts are the ones I accidentally dug out from Mosheng Lake about twelve years after the decline of the ancient country. Thinking about it carefully, I think these are probably the so-called spiritual treasures. When it comes to this thing, He is estimated to be more than a thousand years older than me." After speaking, Nie Changfeng raised the corners of his lips with a full smile.
As expected, Shen Jie jumped up as if he were sitting on a mountain of swords and looked at the old man in surprise. Since he was a child, he has come to the city lord's mansion countless times. Every time he comes back, the city lord tells him to sit on this futon, and he has been sitting there for half a century. He originally thought that this futon style was favored by the city lord, so he made several of them and used them in turn, but he did not expect that the appearance of this futon never changed at all.
Even though Shen Jie didn't know what a spiritual treasure was, an object that had been incorruptible for thousands of years couldn't be a mortal object, so he jumped up, fearing that the seemingly old futon would leave any traces.
Nie Changfeng laughed non-stop and said funnyly: "If you kid can destroy this futon, I will eat this futon alive. How can a person destroy a spiritual treasure, let alone you?" Even if I try my best to destroy a mortal body, I may not be able to destroy even a corner of it."
Only then did Shen Jie feel relieved. He took a look at the old man's face and gritted his teeth and sat down. However, he was still worried in his heart, "I dare to ask the city lord, what is this spiritual treasure? Is it related to the person who called me here today?" ?”
"You're a smart kid," Nie Changfeng snorted, picked up the futon opposite and handed it to Shen Jie who was sitting cross-legged next to him, "Although most of these spiritual treasures are born and are not damaged by swords, axes, thunder and fire, The tenacity is extraordinary, but there are laws between heaven and earth, so this spiritual treasure cannot survive forever."
I don't know how many times I've been to the City Lord's Mansion, but Shen Jie has never looked at these ordinary rattan futons too much. Now after hearing what Nie Changfeng said, I was really curious about what a spiritual treasure was, so after taking the futons, he borrowed He looked carefully at the dim light outside the window.
At first glance, the futon is all green, but not eye-catching, just like precious jade covered with dust. At first glance, it seems a bit unremarkable, but after you get it, you can feel the extraordinary in the rattan.
Ordinary vines rarely have lines, but this futon has very fine cloud patterns, which are not visible in the bright light, but in the dim light now, there are many green colors. At a glance, it is mysterious and unpredictable. .
Looking carefully at the side of the futon, I saw countless fine cracks running across the entire green futon, as if it had been cut open by countless inches of swords. They were so fine and dense that if you didn't pay attention, you would probably mistake these fine cracks for the original futon. There are textures.
"Literati all say that the changing of the four seasons is the greatest beauty in the world, but in fact things change and the stars move. The spring flowers and autumn moon are the bone scrapers with the handle that can cut off all things. At this time, springs are born, the sun is dim, the sky is clear and rain falls, and all kinds of strange things happen. It's all caused by the thousands of gaps in the futon." Nie Changfeng looked at the green futon in Shen Jie's hand, his face also gloomy.
"Ke Shu, you have to remember this carefully. Whether it's an old neighbor or a close friend, don't say even half of it to anyone."
Shen Jie put the futon back to its original place and sat upright.
Perhaps this first-generation city lord, who has survived for thousands of years, has not talked about old things with anyone for a long time, so he recounted this ancient history. But the words that followed were probably the answer to inviting him to come.
"The jade treasures placed in front of you are not only objects that can be used for sitting cross-legged and meditating, enlightening the Tao and seeking truth, but they are the centerpieces of this formation. This formation is not the guardian of the Xian family. The city formation is the desert city itself. Although I have not studied Buddhist etiquette thoroughly, I still feel that many Buddhist scriptures are indeed reasonable."
"Sumena mustard seeds."
"The sky in Mocheng is clear and clear all year round. It seems that it is not because the sky is like this in the ancient country, but because this day is the desert lake."
After saying this, Nie Changfeng paused, waiting for Shen Jie to come to his senses.
In the past half an hour, the principles and principles that I have known since childhood have been overturned one after another. If it were left to ordinary people, I am afraid that they would be confused at this moment, let alone a scholar. In Nie Changfeng's view, literati are the most stubborn. The more they read, the easier it is to get into an alley blocked at both ends and unable to extricate themselves. Therefore, there are many old officials in the past dynasties who have been admonished by the old ministers, and their literary ink is as heavy as the river. , knowledgeable and well-versed, but still did not hesitate to run into Luan Jia to death.
What's more, Shen Jie is a very good scholar.
The interface color can be set without any changes.
Seeing Nie Changfeng's doubtful expression, Shen Jie said calmly, "The city lord is worrying too much. He has known too many hidden secrets in the past half an hour. He almost knew that he was dead and had only left his soul. He has been a little numb for a long time. , not in the way."
It can be neglected, and everything can be neglected.
Nie Changfeng's smile became brighter and brighter.
"The formation's eye hub is already in danger, and something unexpected may happen when we open the formation door again." The old man stood up and tapped the futon lightly with two fingers. Countless winds suddenly burst out of the city lord's mansion and poured directly into the room. "Since they are here, anyway. If you want to let people leave safely, nothing should go wrong. You can't lose etiquette."
The long wind came from all directions until it turned into a green talisman in the house.
"Come on, Keshu, let me work together to turn the switch on and off, so I can take a look at the beautiful scenery you have seen in the books you have been studying for thirty years." Almost in an instant, the old man tapped the lower abdomen of Shen Jie Lingtai more than a hundred times. , the latter's robes fluttered and bulged, and acupoints all over his body suddenly made strange noises, like drums.
It has been raining on the window lattice for thirty years, and once the wind blows through the divine court.
