There are indeed not many pear blossoms left.
Perhaps there are already more pear blossoms falling on the umbrella of a certain boy in the courtyard than on the tree.
Nan Dao held an umbrella and stood under the trees that were beginning to bear many small fruits, quietly looking at the path in the distance outside the courtyard.
Heavenly Prison looks very busy today.
From time to time, jailers would come and go in a hurry in the paths outside the courtyard.
There are even some officials who don't know where they come from, intersecting with those heavenly prison officials.
A man who looked like an official walked out of the depths of the Hell and hurriedly left the courtyard surrounded by high black walls. He looked worried and in a hurry.
I don’t know if something happened or if it’s just not pleasant to stay in a place like Heavenly Prison.
Liu Qinghe also walked out, watching the man leave, and then stood there quietly for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, the Heavenly Prison Master turned his head to look at the young man in the secluded pear flower courtyard, and raised his gaze slightly, falling on the few white flowers.
"A very strange thing happened not long ago."
As Liu Qinghe spoke, he came towards the courtyard, stood under a pear tree, raised his hand to pick a pear blossom, and looked at it quietly in his hand.
Nan Dao frowned slightly, wondering why Liu Qinghe would tell him such things.
After pondering for a while, Nan Dao slowly said: "Is it related to the water in the bottle?"
Liu Qinghe, who was looking at the pear blossoms, said calmly: "Yes."
"What's up?"
"On the 17th, he went to the Imperial Academy of Huaidu."
Nan Dao looked at Liu Qinghe quietly. This young man who knew nothing about the many relationships in Huaidu naturally didn't know the meaning behind such a thing.
"Is the Imperial College his?"
Liu Qinghe shook his head calmly and said: "The Imperial Academy has always been held by people from Huangliang. The two have rarely crossed paths in the past. It is unlikely that Wen Renhuai Gui is from the Demon Mansion."
The young man was silent for a while and said, "So what does the prison master mean by these things?"
Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "It's precisely because I don't know what it means, so I want to see if you have any ideas."
Nan Dao looked outside the courtyard, thought quietly for a long time, and then said softly: "Are those officials in the Heavenly Prison today from the Imperial College?"
"Yes." Liu Qinghe also turned and looked outside the courtyard. "The Lord Attendant who withdrew from the palace discussion that day, after leaving the palace, went straight to the Imperial College. He was greatly disturbed when he heard that people were offering wine, so he began to investigate the origins of the students in the year 1003. In order to seek It’s safe to say that we also sent people to the Heavenly Prison.”
Nan Dao frowned. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed that such a thing had nothing to do with the boy. Perhaps as Liu Qinghe said, he couldn't understand it clearly, so he wanted to find someone to ask.
"Why don't you understand, Lord Prisoner?"
Liu Qinghe lowered his head and looked at the white flowers in his hand. The great ape who had been peeping at the white flowers for a long time looked extremely peaceful. Perhaps the Lord of Heavenly Hell liked to look at some snow-white things when he was thinking about something. This is how Liu Bai came to be. A nickname for an ape.
After a long time, Liu Qinghe turned around again, looked at the young man and said seriously: "If everything is as worried as the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, Shui Zaiping will try to penetrate the Huaidu court to a greater extent, and he will Why did he need to withdraw from the palace council? And after withdrawing from the palace council, he went to the Imperial Academy in person, as if he was afraid that the world would not know that he had an agenda. This is naturally an extremely strange thing. "
Nan Dao stood there and pondered for a long time, and then said slowly: "If the prison master doesn't understand, how can I understand?"
Liu Qinghe smiled softly and said, "Do you know why there is a saying that a true gentleman watches chess but does not speak?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said softly: "Because the authorities are blind and the beholder is clear."
"Yes, the authorities are obsessed with seeing things clearly. I am in it and you are outside it. Sometimes you may not be able to see things more clearly."
Liu Qinghe said very sincerely, as if he really put some hope of solving the problem on the young man.
Nan Dao fell silent for a long time.
Liu Qinghe waited there patiently.
The wind fell from the high-rise building into the pear courtyard, causing the rather messy white flowers on the paths to fly.
"Does he want to put the blame on the Imperial College and divert the attention and focus of the Heavenly Prison?"
After a long time in Nandao, he looked up at Liu Qinghe not far away and said.
Liu Qinghe smiled softly and said, "Would you believe such a thing?"
Of course Nan Dao didn't believe it. It didn't mean that he didn't believe that Shui Zaiping would do this, but he simply didn't believe what the big demon in white did.
So the young man said softly: "Onlookers may not be able to see clearly sometimes. After all, you are the ones playing chess, but I don't know how to play chess."
Liu Qinghe was not disappointed. The Lord of Heavenly Prison himself never expected to get a definite answer from the young man. So he just smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't. Everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables. Some people like to play chess and some like to chop firewood. Of course they are all fine."
As the Lord of Heavenly Prison, Liu Qinghe, who can suppress the Siwu Demon Mansion, speaks in market slang like radish and green vegetables, which probably makes people a little uncomfortable.
Nan Dao stood there in silence, looking at Liu Qinghe who still hadn't left, standing there in deep thought.
"How long will the wind in Huaidu continue to blow?"
He had asked Mei Xiyu this question, but the Taoist of Qingtian Dao would not know it clearly after all. After all, some matters were resolved by the Heavenly Prison.
Liu Qinghe came back to his senses, looked at the young man for a while, and then said slowly: "Of course the wind has blown enough, but I don't know where the wind comes from. Is it coming from the valley, the end of Qingping, or the high ground?" There must be an answer in the sky, so I can go to the Siwu Demon Mansion to have a look."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Prison Master, you should know that I still can't trust you. If the wind blows for too long, I may do many drastic things because of my uneasiness."
Liu Qinghe just said calmly: "You abide by the rules, so we can abide by the rules. If you just want to let the water die in the bottle, it is not difficult for Tianyu. But the problem is that Tianyi has no reason to do this. Kill an adult from the province."
This man, who was dressed in a large black robe and looked like a piece of night falling on earth, turned around and headed out of the courtyard.
"I am also deeply sorry about the Lingnan incident. But this is always the case in the world. Only those who embrace love will die in the world they love. Someone wrote this when he was young and his mental state was still normal. In a word, the blood of those who are sincere will always be shed before the rest of the world. This is an irrefutable fact."
Liu Qinghe acts and speaks.
"But in this world, you can't get everything you want just by relying on youthful ambition, Nan Dao."
The Lord of Hell stopped at the entrance of the courtyard and looked back at the pear and snow on the ground in the courtyard.
"The wind and snow in Lingnan has fallen, not on your shoulders, but on themselves - I know this is a painful thing. But you can only accept it, you can only admit it - this is you A life that is missed, a life that is perhaps wrong.”
Liu Qinghe does know a lot.
Therefore, amid those statements about carrying the wind and snow on his shoulders, the young man turned around silently, facing the dark and snow-white deserted hurried courtyard, his shoulders that were not even carrying the pear blossoms could not help but tremble.
Maybe crying, maybe laughing, maybe crying and laughing at the same time.
Liu Qinghe silently looked at the boy's back for a long time.
Lingnan is of course a very good place.
This has been the case for thousands of years.
Naturally, what Liu Qinghe said was serious.
He thought so too.
No one in the world would say anything like "How bad is Lingnan?"
They will only say that Lingnan is very good.
Even in the past, it was often described as stupid love.
But that's not the highest praise.
...
Life is as hectic as a drama.
Or perhaps even more absurd than opera.
The young man thought so.
...
Song Yingxin stood quietly on the stone path, looking at some looming cliffs shrouded in mist in the distance.
Sometimes it may be really ridiculous.
Song Yingxin thought so.
After You Chunshan arrived, they carefully studied the medical cases from the past years again.
Finally, I have to admit that those who suffer from cold bone syndrome do seem to have some extremely close connection with such a high cliff.
Baizhu even personally drew a map of the birthplaces of patients with cold bone disease.
There is a shocking pattern on it - most of the patients' residences are surrounded by such a high cliff, like a broken spider web, or like the ice surface in a winter basin that has been smashed.
Maybe it's like the story about Mojianya.
Some people went to the untouchable high heaven, while others smashed the River Styx, almost causing the world to overturn.
Misfortune lies on which blessing lies. Fortune lies on misfortune.
It seems that human stories are always like this.
Song Yingxin thought with a heavy expression.
That high cliff always brings good and bad things to the world.
Officials came in a hurry from a distance, passed through the stone path, and finally found the head of the Tiangong Department.
Song Yingxin recovered from the hurried footsteps and looked back at the official who came in a hurry.
"A real person from Qingtian Dao has arrived, Sir."
The man said hurriedly.
After Song Yingxin heard this sentence, he also showed some surprise.
Tiangong Division actually had many connections with Qingtian Dao in the past.
When such a bureau first met, the people who first helped them were the people from the ancient Qingtian Dao. At that time, the Qingtian Dao was naturally superior in the art of mechanics, and the Tiangong Division was just being built. , I have been learning from such a sect for a long time.
However, with the subsequent vigorous development of Tiangong Division, the relationship with Qingtian Dao gradually faded a lot. After all, the latter is a Taoist sect, and cultivation is its natural thing.
After the White Storm, the ancient Qingtian Dao was divided into three, and some extremely important parts were taken away by Queyimen. A white moon was established above the East China Sea, and many connections were finally severed from then on.
Song Yingxin looked at the official and asked strangely: "What is Qingtian Dao doing here?"
The official said softly: "I don't know, Chief."
Song Yingxin nodded and said, "Then take me there first."
The two hurriedly left the stone path and headed towards higher ground.
...
Qin Chulai stood at the end of a narrow alley with great sigh, looking down at the large and prosperous buildings.
The scorching red water mist spread all over the deep earth, and the government buildings were so gorgeous that they couldn't be compared to human beings.
This Taoist naturally knew that Qingtian Dao assisted the Tiangong Division in its initial construction, but he probably never thought that after thousands of years of human life, such a human agency has already stood in a place that even the world of spiritual practice can hardly imagine. high.
The world has been peaceful for thousands of years. If there is no progress, Kamigawa probably cannot be called a wise king.
Qin Chulai thought with a sigh, his eyes constantly searching among those underground buildings, not knowing what he wanted to find.
"What is the real person looking for?"
When Qin Chulai heard the sound, he turned around and saw Song Yingxin, the head of the Tiangong Department, coming towards this side with a slight smile.
"Qingtian Dao Qin Chu came and met the Master."
This Taoist priest from Qingtian Taoism, who was quite advanced, raised his palms to Song Yingxin in a Taoist salute very seriously.
Song Yingxin returned the gift with crossed arms.
Qin Chulai turned around again, looked at the heated buildings under the mist, and said softly: "Da Yi's bow shocked the cultivation world. I want to see where it is."
Song Yingxin stopped next to Qin Chulai and said with a chuckle: "As the saying goes, fish can't escape from the abyss, and the sharp weapons of the country can't be shown to others. I'm afraid the real person will be disappointed."
Qin Chulai sighed and said, "That is indeed a pity."
The two chatted for a while. Song Yingxin looked at Qin Chulai and asked directly: "I don't know if Qin Zhenren came to Tiangong Division this time, but what is the important matter?"
When Qin Chulai heard this, his expression became solemn. He looked at Song Yingxin and bowed again, and said sincerely: "There are changes in Qingtian Dao, which may endanger the world. This is why I want to enter the Tiangong Si Guanxing Yamen." One view.”
When Song Yingxin heard this, he looked solemn and asked, "What's the matter?"
Qin Chulai was a little hesitant, but looked at the head of the Tiangong Department in front of him, remained silent for a while, and said softly: "It may be related to Chapter 19 and the matter of Qingtian Dao Baiguan."
Song Yingxin looked at Qin Chulai in surprise. The look on his face didn't look like he was joking. Although he also didn't understand why Qin Chulai wanted to go to Guanxing Yamen, he didn't say anything. He pondered for a while and said : "A real person should know where Stargazing Yamen is."
Qin Chulai said softly: "The rain and dew of the sky and the earth, the movement of the stars, and all kinds of human things are collected and recorded. But I am here just for these things."
Song Yingxin frowned and looked at Qin Chulai, not understanding what he meant.
Qin Chulai said slowly: "To be precise, I want to know which rain started to fall on the Qingtian Road in the afternoon on the autumn day of the 983rd year of the Great Wind Calendar."
Song Yingxin was silent for a while and said softly: "It seems that on the day Qingtian Dao is looking for it, something unusual happened in the temple."
Qin Chu came and bowed again.
"Excuse me, Sir."
Song Yingxin didn't say anything more. He called a senior official and asked him to take Qin Chulai to Guanxing Yamen.
Watching the two of them walking away in the narrow alleys of Tiangongsi, Song Yingxin stayed there for a long time.
Of course, in the hustle and bustle of the human world, it is impossible for Tiangong Secretary not to know about the events in Chapter 19.
That was a more serious disaster than what happened in Huaidu.
But Song Yingxin never thought that those things had some connection with Qingtian Dao.
It wasn't until Qin Chulai and the two disappeared in the alley that Song Yingxin slowly walked towards the office where he worked.
But just in the alley, the expression of the head of the Tiangong Department suddenly changed.
In those narrow alleys with raised eaves and low pressure, a figure standing in the shadows appeared at some point.
"I have something important to discuss with you, sir."
.....
Guanxing Yamen is a very large government office with many courtyards in it. Therefore, it is not built on the high-rise stone platform, but is located among the many government offices underground.
Qin Chulai walked with the official for a long time before finally reaching the Si Yamen located at the edge of the overturned dome walls at the bottom of Sophora Capital.
Even though Qin Chulai had already overlooked the underground world at the end of the stone alley, he was still extremely shocked when he actually walked down there.
Many mysterious things, as well as strange things that are completely beyond Qin Chulai's cognition, stand in the ground, like stone pillars in deep valleys, emitting a faint light and looking extremely mysterious.
Even such a cultivator of the Great Dao can faintly feel the heart-stopping power.
Qin Chulai stood there with a cautious expression.
The official on the side looked normal. He stopped in front of Guanxing Yamen and knocked on the door. Someone opened the door. The official whispered something to the person, and then walked back to Qin Chulai. , made a salute.
"You can go in, Masato."
Only then did Qin Chulai come back to his senses from the shock, returned the favor to the official, said thank you, and then walked back towards the Star Gazing Yamen with three steps.
It wasn't until the courtyard door closed that Qin Chulai withdrew his gaze and looked at this seemingly complicated and bloated office.
The government official looked at Qin Chulai and asked, "Do you really want to see the weather records from twenty years ago?"
Qin Chulai nodded, looked at the man and said, "Thank you."
The official smiled and said, "You're welcome, sir. Please come with me."
The two of them walked all the way to the depths of Guanxing Yamen, passing many courtyards along the way. There were many strange things among them. Of course, what was even more strange was that there were often one or two missing characters on them.
For example, one machine is missing, one realm is missing, and so on.
Qin Chulai looked at the official with some curiosity and asked his question.
The official was sincere and said: "Many achievements of the Tiangong Division are based on the words of the Taoist Saint. In order to commemorate such a Taoist from Hanguguan, many things are in the name of the Taoist Saint. Naming is like a missing door in the world of spiritual practice."
Qin Chulai nodded thoughtfully.
The two of them walked to the very depths before finally stopping in front of an extremely large courtyard.
The various rooms in the courtyard should be places where record documents are stored, with names labeled in categories.
The official took Qin Chulai to a place called the Cloud and Rain Room in the Human World, opened the door, then looked at Qin Chulai and said: "Thousands of years of rain and dew in the human world are all in it. From left to right, they are In order from ancient times to the present, real people can find what they want on their own.”
Qin Chulai looked at the documents in the room and marveled for a long time, then looked at the official and bowed.
"Thank you."
