Great Blue Night Watchman

Let’s talk about Lin Su.

When Lin Su entered the Lin Mansion, the first person to greet him was Yue'er - the girl who Lin Su treated her mother that day. This girl was similar to Cui Ying. Cui Ying sold herself to bury her father, and Lin Su helped her. This girl is very honest. She traveled three thousand miles to give him her beautiful body and has been playing with it to this day.

As for Yue'er, she's not that wild. The main reason is that she has a deep-rooted understanding. She feels that giving her body to him to play with is not a reward for him, but a reward for herself.

Therefore, she became his real girl, using her extraordinary aesthetics to wholeheartedly build a house and mansion for her benefactor.

Now that the head of the family is home, Yue'er is so excited.

He knelt down in front of Lin Su and said, "Welcome to the master of the family!"

The other girls also knelt down: "Welcome to the master of the family!"

A girl on the left came quickly, kneeling closest to the front, but with a fragrance, the actual leader of the girls: "Welcome to the master of the family!"

Lin Su looked at this, looked at that, and touched her chin with a little joy: "Haha, all the beauties are very hydrated. It seems that they have been living a good life during this period."

Qingxiang smiled and said: "Does this need to be said? The master's kindness to the slaves is unparalleled. The slaves are all blessed, how can there be no reason not to nourish them? Master, the food has been prepared, why don't you use some food first? "

"Okay!" Lin Su strode away and entered the dining hall.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Su stared at a stunning beauty in the dining hall, her eyes widened.

Li Guihan!

She was wearing light clothes and sitting at the table. At this time of year, almost everyone was wearing jackets or cotton-padded clothes. Luo Wuxin was wearing the thickest mink fur, but she was the only one wearing light clothes.

Wearing this light dress on her body, the boldness of her chest instantly makes people want to eat...

Qingxiang stepped back and reached the door. She closed her hands gently and closed the door...

There were only two people in the room, Lin Su and Li Guihan.

Lin Su smiled softly: "Although I know that this home assigned by the temple is not a home in essence, when I came back here and saw you, it still felt a bit like home."

"It's been a long time since I last saw it, so it's a bit raw, but fortunately, your teasing words come right out of your mouth. It's still the same recipe and the same taste."

Ha ha……

Lin Su laughed loudly, and Li Guihan also laughed: "To clarify, I have just arrived! If you had not entered Luo Wuxin's regular residence, I might have followed you into your Lin residence, but I was a step too late. I failed to stop you and you stepped into Luo Wuxin's attic. It was not convenient for me to go in, so I had to come to your house and wait for you."

Lin Su caught one word: "Are you here specifically to prevent me from entering Luo Wuxin's Changxingju?"

"yes!"

"Why?"

"Because I think he has bad intentions!" Li Guihan said: "Of course, this is just my intuition, and it is not enough to explain the problem. However, you have already met him, so you should have a confirmation."

Lin Su slowly picked up the wine glass in front of him: "Come on, let's chat while we eat!"

After drinking a glass of wine and eating a few bites of side dishes, Lin Su spoke: "Today Luo Wuxin made a suggestion to me. Since he and I are both people suppressed by various palaces in the temple, and we don't have the ticket to Tianwaitian, it's just Since we have no chance to access the wonderful realms of the Temple, we are advised to break through the routine and challenge the 'Holy Peaks' of the Music Palace and the Poetry Palace!"

"Challenge the Holy Peak?" Li Guihan's wine glass trembled slightly: "What do you say?"

"I agreed!"

"Agreed?" Li Guihan stared at him closely.

"Shouldn't I? I originally wanted to take this step. I can take this step with a like-minded person. I have always been in a lonely situation, but there is a slight improvement. Aren't you happy for me?" Lin Su's expression was very relaxed.

Li Guihan sighed softly: "I suddenly felt that the food in front of me was a little tasteless."

"Why?"

"Because I think your brain has been damaged during this long trip, and you are a bit stupid." Li Guihan's big eyes fell on the melon on his head, as if he wanted to see more through the melon on his head.

Lin Su touched his head gently: "Why?"

Li Guihan sighed again: "In your opinion, if you and he are in the same situation, have the same identity, and do the same thing, the result should be the same, right?"

Lin Su nodded: "Theoretically yes!"

Li Guihan said: "The theory is just a theory, but the result is the result. Things in the world are so strange. People with the same status doing the same thing may have the opposite result."

"On the contrary?"

Li Guihan nodded: "Yes! There is a high possibility that this will be the result... Luo Wuxin opened the door to his quasi-saint, and you simply closed your door to the quasi-saint. It's a bit strange. ? Let me tell you in detail..."

The holy peaks of the various palaces in the temple are not so easy to climb!

Climbing the Holy Peak means that your literary achievements in this field are on par with the temple itself!

Based on the prosperity of the literary world, the temple cannot but give you preferential treatment. The admission ticket to Tianwaitian is the first reward, and the second reward is what all literary circles dream of, that is, the qualification to recommend a quasi-sage.

The quasi-sage is different from the literary world. The judgment of the literary world lies with the temple. As long as you reach the corresponding level, the temple will give it to you. Anyway, in the eyes of the temple's senior officials, the literary world is nothing. There is no need to work in such a small community. This undermines the authority and justice of the temple.

Quasi-sage is different.

If a quasi-sage is even close to a saint, then that is not what the temple can provide.

It must be approved directly by the saints!

At best, the temple only has the right to recommend, and it is the saint who makes the final decision!

Luo Wuxin is a poet and literary heart, he is a person with roots!

He messed up a taboo in the temple, but it was just a temple, not a saint!

If he had the ability to set foot on the sacred peak of the two palaces, it would indeed make the two palaces unhappy. However, there is a transcendent organization Bai Ge behind him. The status of Mr. Bai and the master of the palace are equal. For the sake of Mr. Bai, the two palaces will It's impossible to kill him.

The most important thing is that he has someone in the third heaven!

The Saint of Poetry has a transcendent status. Will he use it when faced with this prodigy who has two palaces?

of course!

Poet saints are also human beings. Luo Wuxin is his person if he picks the poet's heart. Naturally, he hopes to add one more quasi-sage among the people of his faction. As long as Luo Wuxin meets the rigid conditions of quasi-sage, he will naturally give it to him. Luo Wuxin, a quasi-sage, strengthened the poet's power.

And what about Lin Su?

completely different!

He is military strategist Bunshin!

There is no Soldier Saint above the third heaven!

He has no roots in the third heaven!

It is the most taboo thing for a military and literary person to become a quasi-sage. No saint in the third heaven dares to touch his hot potato. Therefore, if Lin Su really joins Luo Wuxin, bravely enter the two palaces to become a saint. Peak, there are only two results in the end.

First, if you fail, your literary name will suffer a heavy setback.

Second, you have succeeded. You are very proud to stand on the holy peak and look down at all living beings. However, your pride is of no use. It will only attract pressure from the two palaces. Even if you get the ticket to Tianwaitian, you may be sent to Tianwaitian. On the battlefield, as cannon fodder, your quasi-sage recommendation will not have any effect. Each palace can write a recommendation letter, but if you write it, it will be in vain. If the saint does not approve it, it means nothing!

Li Guihan took this lesson for a long time. After she finished speaking, Lin Su smiled: "Not bad, it seems that during your time in the temple, you actually made up for the missing lesson in the world."

"What do you mean?" Li Guihan frowned.

"In the world, you are just like a white lotus. You don't know the ways of the world and the dangers of the world. I didn't expect that after entering the temple, you learned something."

Li Guihan looked up at the sky, and his heart surged: "Maybe it's true! In Daoshengsheng's family, I have never been exposed to too complicated world conditions, but here... no one pampers me, no one takes me seriously , but I saw the real world... Let’s not talk about me, let’s talk about you, have you seen through what I saw?”

Lin Su smiled: "You have seen this white lotus, do you think I have seen through this stick?"

"Then why did you agree? You are just setting up a shield for Luo Wuxin, which will do you a lot of harm and no good."

Lin Sudao: "Let me ask you, if I don't make this move, is it possible for me to win their favor and send me a recommendation letter to make me a quasi-sage?"

Li Guihan thought for a long time and shook his head gently: "Impossible! Your literary heart has been destined, and it is impossible for you to become a quasi-sage."

"Yes, no matter what I do, it is impossible to get a recommendation and become a quasi-sage. Correspondingly, no matter what I do, I will not make things worse! At this stage, I can give I have a ticket to Tianwaitian, and that’s all I want!”

"Have I ever told you... Tianwaitian tickets will have different results for different people?" Li Guihan said.

"You didn't tell me, but I also know! When someone else gets a ticket, it means a fixed literary contribution point, it means being favored by a saint, it means he has entered the human realm in the temple, and I got it The admission ticket probably only means getting out of seclusion and becoming cannon fodder!" Lin Su smiled softly: "But what if what I want is exactly this?"

Li Guihan's inner persistence slowly collapsed...

Today he entered the temple and immediately made a seemingly stupid agreement with Luo Wuxin. However, after decrypting the secrets layer by layer, she felt that she was relieved...

There are some things that he understands, and there is no reason for him not to understand them.

Since he had thought of everything, there was no need for her to worry about him.

"I came here today and I have something else to do, but I'm a little afraid that if I say it, you might do something stupid..." Li Guihan ate a few chopsticks and spoke with difficulty.

"Tell me!"

"The matter is related to Hei Lao..." Li Guihan breathed out softly: "In your impression, what is Hei Lao?"

Hei Lao...

Lin Su's heartbeat quickened: "Don't talk nonsense! Tell me the most direct thing."

Li Guihan said word by word: "Hei Lao is not a human! He is a square inkstone. This square inkstone is very mysterious. Legend has it that it is together with the Weiyang pen. And the Ye Wushuang he sat on, everyone thought he was an elf in the book. , in fact, it’s wrong again, he is a human instead! His real name is Li Tianlei, and this person is the culprit who caused the Tianhe Tribulation in the past, and he was also the person who misunderstood Ming Wuyan and made her self-destruct!"

Lin Su's heart was filled with waves...

Hei Lao, his biggest backer in the temple, is not a human being!

But an inkstone!

He is connected with Weiyang Bi...

He is the closest companion of the Soldier Saint...

He created his own Mo Pavilion, which became a transcendent pavilion independent from the Nine Palaces...

He is important in the third heaven. Lin Su saw with his own eyes that the painting saint respected him and called him "Old Hei"...

He once told Lin Su: There is only one person in the entire Mo Pavilion!

After Lin Su entered Mo Pavilion, he was very confused. There were people everywhere, why did he say there was only one person?

Hei Lao smiled and told him that all the people you see in Mo Pavilion come from the fifty idle books on the table. They are elves in the books, not real people!

In fact, this sentence is both true and false!

There is really only one person in Mo Pavilion, but it is not Hei Lao, but the elf Ye Wushuang who comes out of the book!

Ye Wushuang is not the elf in the book, he is Li Tianlei, the culprit who caused the Tianhe disaster!

Lin Su had heard of the name Li Tianlei.

When he climbed up to Lingyan Pavilion, he saw a blank tablet in the "Literary Gong Hall" on the second floor. Luo Wuxin told him that the owner of this tablet was named Li Tianlei. Because he had committed a crime, even if he had unparalleled literary skills, , nor can it be listed as the "Hall of Literary Gong". The thing he committed was the Tianhe Tribulation, and the Tianhe Tribulation, he also knew that eight hundred years ago, a generation of saints in the Tianming Palace named Wu Yan, because she mistakenly looked at a person, which led to the Tianhe Tribulation. From then on, she destroyed her life and hid in the In the Wangyou Valley at the foot of Wuyou Mountain, occasionally she would visit the Book Mountain...

At this moment, a short paragraph came out of Li Guihan's mouth, carrying an unparalleled amount of information and delivered it to Lin Su's ears.

Lin Su immediately caught the biggest worry: "Then what?"

Li Guihan sighed deeply: "Hei Lao is also guilty of taking in the remnants of the Tianhe catastrophe. Hei Lao was beaten back to his original shape, smashed to pieces, and thrown into the cultural ruins. The remaining soul of Li Tianlei was locked in the temple. Palace! Fifty idle books in Mo Pavilion were burned to the ground, and tens of thousands of people in Mo Pavilion were reduced to nothing in the fire. That day, I was watching in Yijiang and saw a couple hugging each other tightly. I don’t know why. , I kind of want to cry, they are actually not people in a book at all, but in Mo Pavilion, they live like an ordinary couple..."

The tea cup in Lin Su's hand fell heavily on the table, three inches deep...

In the night wind, there was a sparkle in his eyes, and his chest rose and fell gently...

Li Guihan stood up suddenly and grabbed his shoulders: "Don't be impulsive! You need to know that Hei Lao is already a high-level quasi-sage, and his body is the rare jade in the world, 'Ten Thousand Stars Black Jade', which can crush his body The person is beyond your imagination."

"Above the third heaven?" Lin Su slowly raised his eyes: "Which saint is so elegant?"

"What you should ask is what kind of literary and magical power he died under. This literary and magical power is... "Song of Quicksand"!"

Lejia!

Lesheng!

Li Guihan did not dare to mention this name directly, but with only these three words: Liusha Yin, it clearly pointed to the only person: Le Sheng!

Because Hei Lao is a high-level quasi-sage, his body cannot be destroyed even if he is a quasi-sage. Only a saint can do it. The quicksand chant is Le Sheng's signature.

"Don't worry about me, I know what's appropriate!" Lin Su exhaled slowly.

"I know your character, and I also know that in your world, you will never accept fate in anything. However, I want to tell you that in the temple, you are no longer King Da Cang Wen who waves his hands to determine the world. You are just a literary man. Realm, you can't enter the quasi-sage, you can't even pass the temple level, let alone higher levels."

"Who said I can't become a quasi-sage?" Lin Su said.

Li Guihan's heart skipped a beat...

Lin Su slowly raised his eyes and stared straight at the horizon: "Everyone in the world has a deep-rooted understanding that the literary position is given by the temple, and jointly, they also believe that the great power of literature is also given by the temple. But they ignore one truth. , The power of literature and art is originally a kind of power of heaven! Even the holy power is the power of heaven, not the power possessed by the saint himself!"

Li Guihan's breathing seemed to have stopped completely: "So, you want to cross the third heaven...and go straight to the heaven?"

The great power of literature and art is generally controlled by the temple, but that does not mean that it belongs to the temple or the saints!

It is essentially a kind of great power of heaven.

A saint is nothing more than a person chosen by heaven to take charge of literature and art on behalf of heaven.

Therefore, there is a rule of heaven...

It is called "literacy reaches its peak and great power arises from itself."

What's the meaning?

As long as your literary power reaches its peak, you can bypass the temple and the agency of the Third Heaven and directly ask for the power of your literary power from Heaven.

This is the second road to becoming a quasi-sage, the "Heavenly Road" in the true sense!

Lin Su nodded slowly: "I have acquired a total of nine paths in the world of literature and art. Two of them were created by me. They are the pinnacle in themselves. There are still seven paths. As long as I can surpass my own original realm in these seven paths, let me The peak of the world within my body has reached the same height as novels and poems. I am a quasi-sage! The quasi-sage of heaven!"

The world of erudition in his body has two peaks, namely novels and poetry.

Because these two peaks were created by himself, they are naturally the highest peaks.

But the other seven paths are not avenues, but small paths. Although this small path is stunning for a while, it does not reach the height of the independent peak, so he cannot enter the quasi-sage.

As long as he breaks through again on these seven paths, he is expected to have nine peaks standing together.

Once the nine peaks stand together, an unprecedented figure in the history of literature and art will emerge, that is, the quasi-sage that has never been seen in the entire temple - the quasi-sage of heaven!

He is a quasi-sage in literature and art, approved by saints.

Heaven's way is quasi-sage, heaven's way approves!

That's the difference!

Li Guihan looked at his heroic face, and at some point he felt passionate: "This road is as difficult as ever!"

"yes!"

"But you still have to go?"

"certainly!"

"I'm leaving too!" Li Guihan said.

Lin Su was slightly startled: "Where are you going?"

"Enter Han Valley!" Li Guihan said: "Three and a half years ago, when I first met you, I was supposed to enter Han Valley, but I didn't. But on the eve of this storm, I want to enter. Got it!"

"Are you sure?"

Li Guihan smiled softly: "Are you sure? If I asked you, are you sure of your path? How would you answer?"

Lin Su shook his head gently: "I can't answer."

"Yes, you can't answer it, and I can't answer it, but we can all answer another question, and that is: If there is something you think must be done, will you do it? My answer is: Yes! "

Lin Su said: "When will you leave?"

"Now!" A jade seal on the tip of Li Guihan's finger lit up slightly.

"I'll give you a ride. By the way, you can take me to a place." Lin Su said.

Daoxi passed through the air and reached the top of a river silently.

This river was originally black and white, but today, there is no black at all, only white river water, holy and quiet.

The Mo Pavilion that Lin Su once visited has completely disappeared.

It's like it never happened.

"Okay, I've seen it, I'll send you here too!" Lin Su walked out of the seal and waved gently in the air, and Li Guihan's seal disappeared in the air.

Only Lin Su stood alone on the side of the Yi River.

Yi River shines silvery-white under the moonlight, confused and holy.

Like the Milky Way, it is clean and dust-free, as elegant as poetry.

The tender willows on the riverside were fluttering gently, and the silver waves were rolling in the river. There was a small boat on the riverside. On the small boat, an old boatman kept looking at Lin Su. When Lin Su came down from the upper reaches, he kept looking at her, as if waiting. A business deal tonight.

Lin Su stopped in front of the boat, raised his eyes and looked at the old boatman: "Old man, in such a quiet night, there must be no guests coming, so you are waiting in vain."

The old man smiled: "Isn't the young master just a guest? Where do you want to go? I will give you a ride."

Lin Su smiled softly: "You can't send me where I want to go! How about having a drink with you under this moonlit night?"

He raised his hand slightly, and two glasses of wine appeared in his palm, one of which was handed to the old man.

The old man put down the oar in his hand, rubbed his hands and took it: "Young Master is so elegant!"

"The Yi River is originally a river of chess. Even the water in the river is divided into black and white colors, forming a chess game. The old man is boating here to spend the day. He must be an elegant and good chess person!"

The old man shook his head: "How dare you, how dare you, I am not good at chess, I am just watching."

"How can you be an ordinary person who can watch from Yihe?" Lin Su said: "The young man has a question that he would like to ask the old man."

The old man smiled: "Master, what do you want to ask?"

"In the past, there was a confrontation between black and white, and the game lasted for a thousand years. Now the game is over. In the eyes of the old man, who will win in this game?" Lin Su raised his glass slightly and gestured to the old man.

The old man held up the wine glass, and there was a slight ripple in the wine glass: "Two parties are playing chess. Now, one party is gone. Why do you need to ask this question? The winner is the one who stays. This applies to everyone."

Lin Su smiled softly: "I admire the old man for his understanding of the world. However, he doesn't seem to understand the chess game itself."

The old man was slightly startled: "Oh?"

Lin Sudao: "Under normal circumstances, when two parties play chess, the remaining side will naturally be the winner. However, that is just a general situation! Today's situation is not ordinary!"

"What's unusual about it?"

"The purpose of both sides in the game is unusual!" Lin Su said: "The purpose of the disappearing side was to win the fate of not being a chess piece. Although he is dead now, he has achieved his purpose. He has not become a chess piece after all. From this level, he won! He lost the chess game and won fate!"

The old man pondered for a while: "What about the other party?"

Lin Su raised his eyes and looked at the extremely holy Bai Pavilion under the moonlight: "The other party's purpose is: everything in the world is a chess piece. It seems to point the country and have endless ambition. However, his purpose is a paradox! Since Everything in the world is a chess piece, but what about himself? I’m afraid he can’t escape the fate of being a chess piece! Winning a chess game has also sealed his fate! Old man, do you think he lost or won?”

The old man was silent for a long time...

"It will be a pleasure to have a discussion with you. Lin Su bids farewell!" Lin Su stood up in the air and a long poem fell from the sky: "When I have no official business, I talk about the two chess games of the Military Academy on the table, and my heart is like a spider's thread. Wandering in the blue sky, my body is like an armor that has turned into a withered branch. A single glance east of the river is willing to die sincerely, and the middle score in the world can still be maintained. Who can say that the final score of a game will be compared? How many people will know when the moon falls across the river?"

He disappeared, and the boat under the moonlight suddenly turned into a ray of light with the gentle waves...

As soon as this ray of light was collected, it passed over the Baili Yi River and merged into the eyes of the person at the top of the Bai Pavilion...

This man, with white beard, white hair and white clothes, is sitting on the top of the white pavilion. In front of him, there is a person. At this time of year, the mink fur is deeply locked. He is Luo Wuxin.

"Hedong Yimu is willing to die, and the middle score in the world can still be maintained. Who knows the final score of a game? How many people know it when the moon falls." Luo Wuxin softly chanted: "Master, he is issuing a letter of challenge!"

Bai Lao's eyes slowly fell back: "It is indeed the afternoon of war. He already knows my identity." (End of Chapter)