Nan Dao held an umbrella and went up to the third floor. As soon as he entered the building, there was a door. When Nan Dao opened the door, he was greeted by a rotten atmosphere. It seemed that it had been silent for a long time. Nan Dao breathed in the dust in the air. He couldn't help but cough twice.
Then he started to look at the room.
There was nothing inside, just an empty corridor that curved upwards to nowhere.
Nan Dao felt a little strange inexplicably. There were many students in Xuanxu Academy. Logically speaking, this place shouldn't look like this. It seemed like no one had been there for decades.
After standing hesitantly at the door for a while, Nan Dao walked along the corridor. Perhaps this is the place that Cong Ren was talking about?
Nan Dao walked carefully in the corridor holding an umbrella. There were many strange reliefs on the walls on both sides, but they were covered with a thick layer of dust. Nan Dao raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve while watching.
There are some carvings and paintings, but they don't seem to be continuous.
There are high cliffs and prosperous cities on the carvings and paintings.
Someone is standing on the edge of the cliff, and a sword is coming.
Then the clouds filled the sky, and I didn’t know where it was leading.
Nan Dao finally reached the end of the corridor, stood cautiously at the door, looked around for a long time, and then carefully opened the door.
What you see is a cliff full of spring.
Yaping?
Nan Dao wanted to turn around, but found that the door had disappeared.
He stood on the cliff.
Flowers and wild grasses grew luxuriantly everywhere, swaying in the wind. There is a path on the cliff that leads all the way to the edge.
Nan Dao held an umbrella and looked around as he walked over. There was wind on the high cliff, and Nan Dao felt a little chilly. Until I reached the edge of the cliff and looked down the cliff, Nan Dao was stunned.
There is no sea of clouds below.
But a lake.
However, what is alarming is that the shadow of the South Island is not reflected in the water.
But a peach blossom.
Peach blossom holding an umbrella.
Nan Dao shivered and fell backward.
It took Nandao a long time to come back to his senses. He felt some pain on his right hand. He raised his hand and found a broken stone tablet on the side of the cliff. The broken sharp corner scratched the palm of his hand, so he was infected with the disease. There was blood.
The blood was slowly sliding downwards. It landed in some grooves filled with dirt.
Nan Dao raised his hand to pick up the soil next to the broken monument, and there were some words on it.
The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.
Immortals caress my head, and my hair will grow forever.
There is a word missing in the middle.
It was as if someone had chopped it off with a sword.
What does it mean?
Nan Dao sat there in a daze.
Nan Dao thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it meant.
Immortal, immortal?
Nan Dao gave up studying the stone. He didn't know what time it was. He didn't want to miss the afternoon when he went to Qiu Xi'er to learn swordsmanship. He stood up with an umbrella and walked around on the cliff. However, above Apart from the flowers and weeds, there was only the trail.
Nan Dao returned to the end of the trail and stood on the edge of the cliff, silently looking at the lake below.
He raised his eyes and looked outside the cliff. In the distance was a large sea of clouds, beyond which he could no longer see clearly.
Nan Dao looked at it for a long time, and his eyes began to feel a little sore, so he closed his eyes and raised his hands to rub his eyes.
Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.
"what are you doing here?"
Nan Dao turned around, only to find that it was the young man downstairs pushing his shoulders.
"Hey, you came in too?"
The young man looked at Nandao with some confusion and said, "Why can't I come in?"
Only then did Nan Dao come back to his senses and looked around. It turned out that he was still on the second floor of the library, staring blankly at the stairs leading to the third floor.
"What's up there?"
Nan Dao asked, pointing there.
"Up above?" The young man raised his legs and walked up, then opened the door, and the light from outside the door shone in. "There is a listening platform above. If you get tired of watching, you can come up and sit."
Nan Dao walked up silently. It was really just a platform with guardrails on the edge and some tables, chairs and low couches placed there. Nandao walked to the edge and saw the entire Xuansheyuan scene.
Outside the bamboo forest are the three major departments, and students are walking hurriedly on the path. Then outward are various bamboo forests, the Magnolia Forest on the right, Jingsi Lake, and the Plum Grove and Tanchun Garden on the left.
Nan Dao raised his hand. His right hand was intact, as if he had just been wandering around for a while.
The young man walked towards the edge of the stage again. There was a door there. When he opened the door, it was not a mysterious place, but more like a rest room.
"This is where I sleep. If you are tired, you can come and take a nap." The young man looked back at Nan Dao and said.
"Are you the gentleman in the courtyard?"
"I'm not. A few days ago, the courtyard was recruiting people to sort out the books in the library. I was given 500 yuan a month, so I came." The young man said with a shrug. "Are you a student?"
"I'm not, I'm the concierge." Nan Dao said.
"Oh, it turns out we are traveling together." The young man looked at Nan Dao and said happily.
"Um, what are you so happy about?" Nan Dao was a little confused by the young man's expression.
"Hello colleagues, the courtyard is too boring. The students are busy all day long. It's too boring. Although the gentlemen are okay, they are a little too polite and polite, and they are always busy. The concierge is different. Before, Lao Mei came here to drink tea and listen to the wind and rain. It was very interesting." The young man looked very happy, sitting on the recliner, looking at the scenery in the courtyard, and kept talking.
"By the way, my name is Chen He, the crane from Xianyun Yehe. What's your name?"
"South Island."
"Okay, Brother Nan, do you want some tea?" Chen He asked.
Nan Dao said sincerely: "I don't drink tea. I used to drink alcohol for more than ten years."
Chen He was stunned for a moment, then looked at Nan Dao and said with a smile: "You can also drink. I will go out and buy some wine another day and we will have a good chat."
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "Okay."
The two sat on the listening platform for a long time. Nan Dao looked at the leisurely Chen He and asked, "Do you often lie down there? What if you lose a book down there?"
Chen He said nonchalantly: "It's okay. The gentlemen said it when we came in. Just sort out the books in the library every night. It doesn't matter whether they are lost or not. There will be rewards if you lose them."
"award?"
"Yes, if you throw a book, you will be rewarded with one hundred coins. I heard that the person used to be here. He would carry a pile of books back home every day, and then go to the gentlemen in the courtyard to collect the money next month. Later, he was The gentlemen found out, blocked him in the alley and beat him up. He was beaten until he cried, it was so miserable."
Nan Dao was a little speechless.
But I heard Chen He continue talking.
"But I heard that that boy is back again and has become a gentleman in the courtyard. His name is Zhang Xiaoyu. This name is not as nice as my Chen He."
When Nan Dao heard what that man did, he thought it might be Zhang Xiaoyu, but he didn't expect it was really him. No wonder he was being chased around in the courtyard like a rat crossing the street all day long.
Thinking of this unlucky senior brother who was like a living treasure, Nan Dao also had a smile on his face.
After sitting for a while and listening to Chen He's nonsense, Nan Dao stood up and left.
Chen He was obviously reluctant to leave. He walked downstairs with Nan Dao and asked at the door when Nan Dao would come over next time so that he could prepare some drinks.
Nan Dao thought for a while and said it would take a few days.
"It's a deal."
Chen He stood at the door with a smile, saw Nan Dao off, and began to sleep behind the counter again.
Nan Dao estimated the time, went to Wenhuayuan to eat something, and then rushed to Jingsi Lake.
Merlin House.
The scholar Qingxiang in white stood against the railing and looked quietly at Nan Dao walking in the courtyard.
Yunhu stood beside him without knowing it.
"Your Majesty, I have something that I don't understand." Yun Huzhidao asked respectfully.
The prime minister was holding a wine pot in his hand, which looked similar to the one Nan Dao had brought. There was a pot of wine in the pot.
It's peach blossom wine.
"You want to ask about Nandao?"
"Yes."
The Prime Minister raised the wine bottle in his hand to his lips, sniffed it, and seemed to be hesitant. After a long time, he made up his mind to take a sip, and then said happily: "It's actually very simple, because there is someone who wants to see something. But I was very hesitant, fearing that it would be tainted with karma, so I simply threw it into my Xuanxuyuan and pretended that it had nothing to do with him."
"What's in this Xuanshu Courtyard?"
The prime minister looked at the world for a long time, and the wind blew with a chill.
"This matter cannot be discussed or asked."
Unexpectedly, Yunhu didn't ask any more questions, and instead said, "The person you are talking about is the Congren Sect Master?"
When Qingxiang heard this, he snorted coldly and said: "Isn't it this old bastard or who is it? When Qingshi was still there, he kept running towards Huangliang. He always felt that why the destiny was with Qingshi and not him. , Later, hundreds of years after Qingshi died, he settled down and lay on the bridge every day, dreaming of spring and autumn dreams."
Yun Huzi smiled softly and said: "Who among the practitioners who can reach this point is not dreaming."
The prime minister was silent for a while and said: "Yes, speaking of it, I actually don't have the nerve to scold him. This old guy is like this, and so am I."
"Otherwise you wouldn't really let Nan Dao stay in the courtyard."
The prime minister sighed, looked back at Yun Hu and said, "I don't know."
"What's the matter, sir?"
"Don't ever say this is what I meant."
"..."
"He is afraid of Cong Ren, and so am I. Whoever puts this thing in his arms will panic."
Yun Huzi smiled softly and said, "Okay, next time I'll just say it's what I mean."
The Prime Minister sighed, looked at Nan Dao who was walking towards Jingsi Lake, and said, "No one meant it. He came here on his own. We can't move this Xuanxu Courtyard back to Huangliang."
Qing Xiang had a headache. After much deliberation, he still wanted to beat Cong Ren.
The Prime Minister patted the railing and drank wine while looking at the world. After a long time, he exclaimed, "Oh, I accidentally finished the drink."
Then he handed the wine bottle in his hand to Yun Huzhi and said: "When you give this to Nandao, just say that his father gave it to him, um... to ask him to practice well and not miss home. Yes, with Things bring love to each other, that’s it.”
Yun Huzi covered his forehead, took the wine bottle, sighed and said, "It will be very difficult for students like you."
The Prime Minister thought for a while and said, "How about not giving it to me?"
Yun Huzhi left the small building with a dark face and a wine bottle.
By the way, I took back in my mind the kind words I said to Nan Dao about the prime minister.
