[Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, flowers, birds, wind and moon shadow, these are the ten winds and the ten realms]
Wei Curcuma chewed these words and fell into deep thought.
Of these ten, the first five are easy to understand, the five elements, the five basic elements, and the five properties that make up the world, but the latter... what are "flowers, birds, wind, moon and shadow"? Elegant poetry?
Wei Zeshu looked through the notes he took during the day and came across a specially marked note.
"The two wheels of Dharma are anchored by six categories and ten soul feelings."
"These ten soul feelings correspond to ten realms."
Realms...ten kinds of realms, and winds happen to be ten, and the last sentence also says "this is the ten realms."
Wei Zeshu's analytical ability has always been very strong. He is very good at bold assumptions and careful verification.
There are many coincidences in the world, but the degree of coincidence between the ten kinds and the ten kinds cannot be explained by chance.
Thinking of this, an idea flashed in Wei Zeshu's mind, he turned the notebook to the blank page of the last page, picked up his pen and started comparing.
Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, assuming they correspond to the soul's feelings one-to-one, then... Based on this premise, it is easy to find their correspondence!
Gold corresponds to the [sharp] soul feeling!
Mu...probably [vitality]? I remember when using the dagger method, it corresponded to a twig?
"Yes, indeed, the material corresponding to each feeling should be taken into consideration. In this case..."
Wei Zeshu couldn't help but get slightly excited, and his writing was flying. He felt as if he was deciphering some interesting code and found the key entry point.
Water, the soul feeling of [tranquility]
Fire must be [hot] without a doubt
Earth is probably [heavy].
With the one-to-one correspondence, it seems that these abstract words of flowers, birds, wind, moon and shadow also have meanings.
The moon represents "perfection", the shadow represents "truth", the wind represents "purity", and the bird represents "spirituality".
The problem is that there is an extra flower, which cannot correspond to the feeling of [flow]...
[Flow] and [Tranquility] are obviously similar to the feelings given by water, so what exactly are flowers?
Wei Curcuma was puzzled by the explanation.
Principal, True Lord Xuanyuan once said that he was [Golden Wind]. According to school history records, the first principal in the North was [Second Generation Shadow Wind]. Are the remaining two principals also Feng?
How strong is the wind? What about Class A?
Wei Curcuma's reasoning stopped abruptly here, but he also gained a lot.
He stretched hard, took a breath, and looked at his phone. It was already past seven o'clock in the evening.
Li Shengruo was still looking through the information. The books in front of him were getting older and older, and the thick hardcovers smelled of dust.
"Ruozi, let's go, come back tomorrow?"
Wei Zeshu pointed at the time on his phone. The two of them hadn't had dinner yet.
"good."
Li Shengruo also knew that this was not a day's work, and he seemed to have gained something. He nodded and prepared to go to the canteen with Wei Curcuma.
The moonlight is like water, and as time goes by, the meaning of autumn gradually overwhelms the warmth of late summer during the day at night, giving the night wind a distinct coolness.
Having gained a lot, the two pushed their bicycles out of the big library. Although they were hungry, they did not rush back to the dormitory and chatted on the road.
"Speaking of which, Xiao Wei, I've decided."
"Huh? Why are you so serious all of a sudden?"
"I decided to become a deviant."
Li Shengruo's handsome face shone in the moonlight, and there was only determination in his eyes.
"There are some things that you can only know after becoming a deviant."
"Hmm... Indeed."
Wei Zeshu dug out the notes he had just taken in the library from the back of his backpack and handed them to Li Shengruo.
"I think the same as you, I also want to become a deviant suppressor... No, I must become one."
"These are some clues I have sorted out before. The information about suppressing the deviants and the wind may also be of some help to you."
Li Shengruo just flipped through it. The contents recorded above were all about suppressing abnormal people.
Being able to analyze so much solid information from unclassified books in one afternoon shows how strong this friend's information analysis ability is, and how valuable they are to people who have not yet reached the fifth level.
"Is it really okay to give such precious information to me directly?"
"There's nothing wrong with it, right? Aren't we friends?"
Wei Curcuma patted Li Shengruo on the back. Their personalities matched surprisingly well. Moreover, at the end of the final test, after the two of them fought under cognitive interference, Wei Curcuma had completely regarded him as his confidant. .
After nineteen years of loneliness, a person of the same kind is welcomed, why is he not his best friend?
Li Shengruo's expression became very serious, and he also extended his hand to Wei Curcuma.
"I also consider you my best friend."
"when?"
"After the final test."
"Then you really don't know each other without fighting."
Wei Curcuma smiled indifferently.
"No, it's not that we don't know each other without fighting, but..."
Li Shengruo fell into deep thought and considered his words.
"Our personalities are actually completely different. I'm more serious, and you make me feel more casual, but I can feel it."
"We are the same kind"
"I feel the same way."
"Actually, I don't have many friends. It's great to meet you in the north."
"Ruozi, why are you so disgusting?"
"seriously"
"Alright alright...."
Wei Curcuma stretched out his hand and shook Li Shengruo's hand.
"Dude, I grew up in an orphanage and actually don't have many friends."
If you think about it carefully, in each of our lives, the best friends we meet may be on an insignificant night, for some insignificant reason, and this long-term and best friendship began.
Maybe it's just a handshake, maybe it's just because the other person lent you a 2B pencil during the exam, maybe it's just a red-tashan pen, maybe it's just a slight nod after making eye contact before suppressing the abnormality, the friendship between men is just nonsense. It started, it sounded pretty cheap.
But you will go to the sword or into the fire for each other, go to any lengths, and keep your man's promise.
You will go over the wall to go to the Internet cafe together, bite the bullet when the professor suddenly calls on five people, squat on the playground to admire the beautiful figures of those young girls, and talk about the future, past, and ideals in the dormitory bed at night. And the longing for love, squatting on the roadside together eating barbecue, typing on the keyboard in the game.
We will also give each other our backs when facing abnormalities, we will also give our lives to each other, we will fight side by side with our friends, and we will be willing to give up some expensive things for the sake of friendship.
Is it cheap? Maybe, but immeasurable.
Friendship between people is such a fucking nonsense and shocking thing.
The two geniuses, who were still young, became true friends in the woods of the North.
The first topic is to suppress deviants.
