Great Blue Night Watchman

However, Rao Yi's answer surprised Lin Su. This old man is really a great scholar of the human race!

How can a great human scholar live over 300 years old?

Rao Yi also explained that this old man ate "immortal meat mushroom" when he was young, so he broke through the human life span...

Hearing this answer, Lin Su had a strange expression on his face, as if his teeth were sour...

Qi Yao listened to the conversation between the two, feeling excited and proud...

Because her man was talking to a top literary scholar...

Who among the ordinary young scholars is qualified to talk to top scholars on an equal footing? As for her man, he not only had an equal dialogue, but also had the absolute right to speak. Dean Rao did not analyze the matter as thoroughly as he did.

But the sudden mention of the three-hundred-year-old scholar, and the sour expression on his face, made Qi Yao a little confused. She quietly sent a message to Lin Su: What is the Immortal Meat Zhi?

Lin Su replied, Immortal Rouzhi is a more elegant term. In fact, the true appearance of this thing is a bit less elegant...it is the shit of the undead beast king!

The expression on Qi Yao's face also changed, and she felt a little bit sour...

Oh my god, that 300-year-old Confucian scholar lived a long life because he ate shit...

Longevity is a good thing, but it's shit...

Rao Yi glanced at their faces and added: "When we arrive at Mr. Li's territory, please don't mention Immortal Rouzhi. This old man has a very weird temper..."

That's nature, that's nature!

Lin Su and Qi Yao nodded together!

This matter has nothing to do with whether you have a good temper or not. Even a person with a good temper does not like others to talk about him eating shit...

The three of them flew away and entered Lingnan Academy.

The people in Shili Teahouse watched them leave with complicated expressions.

With thousands of talented people on the same stage, anyone who stands up will be the focus of the crowd, so everyone who stands up will show off their skills.

Including Lin Su!

If someone knew in advance that Lin Su was at the teahouse, if someone knew in advance that Lin Su planned to show off her skills, then 99% of people would have thought that Lin Su Lu's skills would be poetry.

But, he is not!

He revealed the big secret that the fairy fruit is actually a magic fruit!

He raised his hand and struck, and the monster that even Dean Rao, a half-step literary world, couldn't defeat, was directly exploded by him.

Dean Rao is a noble person. Even if Ningzhou Zhizhou wants to see him, it depends on whether he is in a good mood or not, but Dean Rao falls in front of him and takes the initiative to see him.

The teahouse conversation between the two literary legends seems to be very close to the people in their teahouse, but in fact, they are far away, because Dean Rao separated the rest of the crowd with the "nine palaces" of the chess game.

This separation not only prevents everyone from hearing their voices, it is also a visual isolation. In the eyes of everyone, the three people talking are really above the clouds.

Comparing people to others is really depressing.

Suddenly, all the literary talents in the building, including literary geniuses from all over the world, were all exhausted.

Of course, some people are filled with fear.

Which people?

The lucky stars of previous days, including today’s lucky stars!

They are those literary geniuses who have obtained the fairy fruit and taken it.

That fairy has proven to be a demon, and the fairy fruit she sent has proven to be a demon fruit!

If they swallow it, can it be better?

Sure enough, soon, several great scholars appeared in front of them and told them that you must go to the Confucian Temple immediately to eliminate the evil ways and evil spirits...

How to eliminate?

Daru's answer made them collapse on the spot...

It depends on your luck. If you are lucky enough, the monsters may be able to be eliminated. If you are not lucky, the literary roots of Wenshan literary world will be completely destroyed!

The few talented people who were frightened and fell down cried and howled, and were taken away softly. Mr. Nanfeng's face turned pale. He had really played a roller coaster today (if there is such a thing in the world), and he was very lucky. After getting the fairy fruit, it stands to reason that he must swallow it immediately. If Lin Su hadn't taken action, he would have swallowed it. If he really swallowed it, his literary path might have ended.

This game is too big, too dangerous...

Lin Su and Qi Yao followed Rao Yi and turned around in the air, landing in front of an ancient courtyard.

There is a sign in this yard, written vertically, in two rows.

The first row from right to left is: "天下".

The second row is: "View".

Rao Yi pointed at the signboard and smiled slightly: "Boy, how do you pronounce these three characters?"

Lin Su's eyes flashed, but before he could speak, Qi Yao spoke up: "View from the world! This old man is very courageous."

Rao Yi smiled: "Where is Grandmaster Lin? How do you read it?"

Lin Su smiled and said: "Maybe the old man prefers to 'view the world'!"

Yes, you can view the world, and you can also view the world. The "guan" in the former is a noun, and when combined, it is a place name. The "guan" in the latter is a verb, and when combined, it is an ambition. In the past three hundred years, I have traveled around the world and recorded Aren't all kinds of strange news and objects just for observing the world?

Rao Yi laughed loudly: "Grandmaster Lin must be this senior's confidant! What this senior flaunts to the world is his ambition to view the world."

Although Qi Yao's answer was not showy, she seemed to be happy. Maybe it is the same for women. If her husband is outstanding, she is happier than if she is outstanding.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Lin Su suddenly suffered from trypophobia due to the chaos inside.

Various stone tablets and strange-shaped objects are placed in a haphazard manner, and some are simply half-buried in the mud. The rockery with a simple shape is hidden behind the debris, and the precious ornamental tree species are leaned against it by a few stones. On the top, I bent over under the pressure. The small pool, which was originally designed to be very beautiful, was completely filled with stones. It couldn't even hold water, and a new water channel rushed out next to it.

how to say?

The yard is definitely a good yard, and the people who live there are definitely not related to the culture, elegance, and style.

"This is the best annex of Lingnan University, but he made it look like this..." Rao Yi shook his head gently: "I have tried to clean it up for him many times myself, but he still refused to let me..."

Lin Su's eyes widened. The dean of the First Mansion planned to help him clean it up personally?

What does this mean?

Soon, he knew why...

Entering the inner room, the density is even more exaggerated!

It’s all paper!

Various types of papers were piled up into mountains. He glanced over them, and thanks to his good eyesight, he found a head melon in the middle of several paper mountains. This person was sitting in the middle of the paper piles, writing with a pen. It was no exaggeration to say that , the paper really almost buried him, and only his head was left...

The dean coughed: "Mr. Li!"

The old man raised his head and looked at Dean Rao without any reaction. In fact, no one could see his body movements.

"Li Laohao has worked so hard. Today, I made a special trip to visit you and brought a distinguished guest!" Dean Rao gently pointed at Lin Su with his hand: "This is a legend of Da Cang Literary and Dao, Qing Qing Lin Su, the first master of Lian Dynasty!"

Lin Su had a smile on his face and was ready to salute.

However, Mr. Li's face darkened slightly: "I don't have Qinglian here, nor do I have a master. I ask you two highly educated people not to set foot on this lowly place."

Holy shit!

Isn't this old man too irrational?

Lin Su's eyes widened...

Dean Rao urgently sent a message: Master Lin must not argue with him. This old man has a withdrawn temperament. He has not been able to break into the literary world for three hundred years. He has deep grudges in his heart. He even has a certain disdain for the great Confucians. The higher his literary position, the more likely he will be. I have a bad mouth...

Lin Su understood.

His bad mouth is really not caused by eating shit, his bad mouth is caused by past experiences that made him unhappy!

Having not broken into the literary world for three hundred years, and not daring to scold the temple, this old man was almost upset inside, and he was unhappy when he saw someone with a higher literary rank than him.

This temperament is really weird and paranoid, but it makes sense if you think about it carefully. Anyone who is stuck in the Wenlu realm for three hundred years will be annoyed.

Lin Su nodded: "The mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. What's the point of being high or low? There are no desires and no pursuits. The seniors look at the world with their eyes and care about the world. Su Deep respect!"

As soon as these words came out, Dean Rao's eyes lit up.

The eyes of Mr. Li in front of him suddenly lit up: "No matter how high the mountain is, if there are immortals, they will be famous; if the water is not deep, if there are dragons, they will be spiritual. This is a wonderful sentence! Grandmaster Lin is really extraordinary!"

Lin Su has one sentence and three famous quotes. Even though this old man is unhappy when he sees a twenty-year-old entering the literary world, he is still a literary person after all and cannot erase his love for eternal famous quotes, let alone these eternal famous quotes. Every sentence hit his heart and made him agree with it incomparably (The mountain is not high, if there is an immortal, it will be famous; if the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.) By extension, it should be that the literary position is not high, and there is real material. That's fine, this is exactly what he wanted), and for a moment, his face became much clearer.

As soon as his face became clear and the conversation became normal, Mr. Li added: "Grandmaster Lin said that I care about the world with my heart, but I don't know if I know who I am?"

Lin Su's eyes fell on the tip of the old man's pen...

What is written on the paper is: "Thirty-seven miles east of Nanyang City, there is a stream eight feet wide, named Xiangxi. Xiangxi runs to the southeast. Twelve miles away is the inner city. To the right of the inner city, seventy miles away is the river city. In the middle, there is a river city. There is a mountain peak, Mingli Mountain..."

This is a geographical monograph that records the topography and landforms of Da Cang in detail.

But, is this how you remember geography?

All are recorded in words, using southeast, northwest and northwest to express directions, and miles and miles to distinguish distances?

Not just this piece of paper, but all the papers in his room were like this.

Oh my god, who can understand a geography treatise like yours?

Who's in the mood to watch?

Based on your mess of southeast, northwest, and miles and miles away, who can find where it is? Your record of this is definitely an unprecedented big project. For others to understand it, it will burn an astronomical number of brain cells...

Geography is really not how you play it.

He exhaled softly: "The book written by Mr. Li is supposed to be a geographical treatise, recording in detail the mountains, rivers, and cities in Da Cang."

There was a look of pride on Mr. Li's face: "Tell me, if I complete this masterpiece, will it be regarded as a great contribution to the future? Will it be enough to open up a literary career?"

"Ahem..." Lin Suzhen couldn't answer. If he said yes against his will, he would be worried that the old man would never look back on this wrong road. If he said no, he would also be worried that the fruits of hundreds of years of labor of this old man would be rejected. , can't take a breath.