""A Brief History of Po"?"
Early in the morning, as soon as Huo Ying walked out of the room, he saw Lu Ping standing in the courtyard, and then came over to ask him. Poor Huo Ying was still holding a towel on his shoulder, a toothbrush in one hand and a water glass in the other, with foam in his mouth. After muttering something indistinctly, he continued the washing work at hand unhurriedly. "A Brief History of Soul" is undoubtedly the most classic masterpiece in the history of the cultivation world. He also respects it very much in his heart. He feels it is a bit inappropriate to discuss it like this right now.
After splashing clear water on his face and wiping away the last trace of sleepiness, Huo Ying cheered up and looked back at Lu Ping, who had been waiting for him.
"Why did you suddenly think of reading this book?" Huo Ying asked.
"To understand the principles and logic of this ability, you may need to master some basic theories and knowledge." Lu Ping said, patting the notebook in his hand.
"Listening to your tone, you know nothing about "A Brief History of Soul"?" Huo Ying was surprised. He knew Lu Ping well enough to know that he had been focusing on self-study due to his physical lock, so he was quite ignorant of many things that others in the secular or cultivation world considered common sense. But, "A Brief History of Po"! No matter what, Lu Ping is still cultivating the power of soul, right? Haven't you read this book? This is unimaginable to anyone else.
"All I know now is the title of the book." Lu Ping said.
"I really have nothing to say to you." Huo Ying looked at the sky.
"Where can I find this book?" This was Lu Ping's purpose in finding Huo Ying.
"I don't have it at hand, but it's not hard to find this book." Huo Ying said, and saw Sun Yingsheng walking out of the door yawning, and pointed at it: "He has one over there."
"What?" Sun Yingsheng asked subconsciously when he saw Huo Ying pointing at him and saying something.
"'A Brief History of Po.'" Lu Ping said.
"Oh." Sun Yingsheng smiled, "You've heard all about it, want to see it?"
"Is it okay?" Lu Ping asked.
"Of course." Sun Yingsheng said and turned back into the house. He rarely held out a wooden box. After pushing open the sliding cover of the box, he took out an old book with yellowed pages from inside and handed it to Lu Ping with great solemnity. inside.
"Thank you." Lu Ping nodded and said.
Sun Yingsheng had a proud smile on his face. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Lu Ping turn around after thanking him, and returned to his room in a few steps with a bang. The door is closed.
"What's going on?" Sun Yingsheng was still confused from just waking up, but now he was even more confused.
Huo Ying was still there in the courtyard, but he didn't answer. He just smiled and sat on the bamboo chair in his courtyard.
Here Sun Yingsheng stood blankly at the door of the house for a while. Only then did he come back to his senses completely.
"I'll go, he said he wanted to read, does he mean reading?" Sun Yingsheng suddenly shouted.
This is a bit confusing to say. Of course what I want to read is a book, otherwise what else should it be?
But Huo Ying seemed to understand what Sun Yingsheng meant. He laughed again, nodded and said, "He hasn't read "A Brief History of Soul", so he wants to get a copy."
"Have you never seen "A Brief History of Po"? Are you kidding me?" Sun Yingsheng exclaimed, no matter how urgent the matter is. None of them could stop Sun Yingsheng from being surprised by this fact for a moment, and then he continued to return to his main point, "But did I read this "A Brief History of Po"? This is the only copy from 1759, and it is now in the The oldest version in the world, it also contains the handwritten annotations made by Academician Zhou Tong in his later years. Is this for reading? This is for appreciation, you bastard!"
Sun Yingsheng shouted angrily and rushed towards Lu Ping's room, determined to get the book back. As a result, Huo Ying swayed on the bamboo chair and said, "Let him see it and it won't break."
"How do you know it won't break? That guy even has rabbits in his room!" Sun Yingsheng shouted.
"You just need to tell him to take good care of the book, and he will definitely do it." When Huo Ying said this, he did not smile, but used an extremely serious tone.
Sun Yingsheng had already rushed outside Luping Gate. The right hand that he stretched out to knock on the door was suddenly hanging in the air. After hesitating for three seconds, he finally walked to Lu Ping's room window and knocked three times.
"Who?" Lu Ping was sitting at the table by the window. He opened the window and saw Sun Yingsheng appearing outside the window with an unfriendly expression.
At a glance, he caught a glimpse of the precious original book that Lu Ping had opened and spread out on the table. I felt extremely distressed all of a sudden. He usually held this book carefully in his palms. The so-called jewel in his palm was only described like this. He had never laid it out on the table so carelessly.
"Is your table clean?" Sun Yingsheng asked subconsciously as the first sentence out of his mouth.
Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his finger to wipe it across the table, looked at it and said, "It's clean."
"This book is very precious. You must be careful not to damage it at all, nor to fold it casually." Sun Yingsheng said.
"Really?" Lu Ping lowered his head and glanced. He had already read half a page and didn't realize that this book was precious.
"This is the only copy from 1759. Do you know?" Sun Yingsheng said earnestly, pointing to the marginalia on the first page of the book: "Did you see those small words written next to it? Those are the personal annotations of Academician Zhou Tong. "
"Zhou Tong?" Lu Ping's ignorance began to show again.
"Zhou Tong, an academician of Nantian College a hundred years ago. It was he who initiated the Brief History of Po. Finally, he gathered the best power of the four major colleges and spent seven years compiling it. Academician Zhou Tong devoted his whole life to this Brief History of Po. History, and the book you are holding contains his annotations in his later years on this work that he organized and compiled. The "Brief History of Po" that is now in circulation in the world has been revised many times by later generations, and it was published this week This is the only copy left, not to mention that it is the original one with the personal annotation by Academician Zhou Tong and the Zhou version."
"Understood, I will be careful." Lu Ping nodded and said. His tone made it hard to tell whether he really understood, but the words "will be careful" were always said with absolute certainty.
Sun Yingsheng's expression finally relaxed a lot because of this, but his eyes still stayed on the book on the table: "Okay, then you can read it. Although the Zhou version is old, the content is basically the same. I never felt that it was later There is no finishing touch in the revisions made by people, they are mostly icing on top of things, it doesn’t matter if they are there or not, just look at it!”
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded and reached out to close the window.
"Be careful!" Sun Yingsheng couldn't help shouting again when he saw the window closed.
"Understood." Lu Ping replied from the window.
"Don't look at it while eating." Sun Yingsheng emphasized.
"OK."
"Wash your hands before looking."
"OK."
"Watch your rabbit, don't let him chew the book."
"OK."
"Put the water glass further away from the book."
"OK."
"Don't read it before going to bed. The book will be destroyed when you fall asleep."
"OK."
Lu Ping was very patient and responded clearly to every request, and finally Sun Yingsheng could no longer think of anything else to say. (To be continued.)
