I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The night is quiet.

In the Divine General camp on Wanren Mountain, most of the soldiers fell asleep, and only the personnel on duty were patrolling back and forth.

A cry of mourning suddenly came to mind, followed by a suppressed voice.

The people on patrol looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes: Ying Xiao?

Before they could react, there were cries in another camp.

Immediately after the third place, the fourth place...

"Camp roar! It's over, camp roar!" The patrolling soldiers had cold hands and feet. At this moment, two Daoist figures appeared in the sky, looking down at the Divine General camp.

"Brother Ling, if there is any change later, suppress it!"

"Brother Zhou, don't kill anyone, they are all elites from the Divine General battalion!"

"Hmph, it can trigger a scream, how can there be such a thing as an elite!"

The two great Confucians were communicating quickly when a soldier ran out of the barracks. He didn't hold a knife or a gun, but just ran out of the barracks, clutching his chest, with a sad expression on his face.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that the other party was conscious, the patrolling soldiers boldly stepped forward to ask.

"I...my heart hurts!" the soldier lamented, "I don't know why, but my heart hurts."

"It seems that a piece of my heart has been dug out!"

Just as the soldiers answered, countless soldiers ran out of the barracks with painful faces.

"Brother Zhou, wait a minute!" The Great Confucianist surnamed Ling stopped the Confucianist surnamed Zhou who was about to bring down his family, country and world to suppress him, "The situation is not right, it's not like Ying Xiao!"

"Look for yourself, it's the Divine General Battalion of Shu Kingdom that has the abnormal situation!"

The two Confucian scholars raised their eyes and saw streams of charm condensing in the sky above the Divine General camp.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Ma Chao, Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong...

The phantom of Divine General was visible in the sky, visible from hundreds of miles away.

In the bedroom, Han Qingzhu put down the pen in his hand and looked in the direction of the Divine General camp.

I saw these phantoms of the Divine General coming down from the horse one by one. Even if they couldn't see their faces clearly, they could feel the sadness on them.

These Divine Generals, who were arrogant, brave, or unruly, all cupped their hands and bowed deeply towards the east.

The voices mixed together seemed to be whispering, and it sounded in the ears of every soldier of the Divine General Battalion of the Kingdom of Shu——

"Military division... my military division..."

...

Chen Luo trembled in his hand, and the brush landed on the paper, but did not leave any ink marks. His eyes blurred, and he saw the blue light on the paper, and a figure of light and shadow slowly condensed and landed in front of Chen Luo.

The man was stooped, but he had an extraordinary bearing, his face was old and haggard, but his eyes were full of brilliance.

Chen Luo's heart moved, and he quickly stood up and saluted: "Junior Chen Luo, I have met Mr. Wolong!"

Zhuge Liang's phantom slowly looked at Chen Luo, stretched out his hand, and touched the manuscript. After a while, he shook his head slightly, his expression even more painful.

"The Empress? The Empress... the child whom Zilong desperately rescued back then, and I worked so hard to help, finally became the Empress?"

Zhuge Liang sighed deeply: "Half of my life's achievements are all a dream, and the bamboo basket fetches water in vain..."

"Yuyou heaven, why are you so weak to me..."

Chen Luo felt that his own throat was suddenly blocked, hesitated for a moment, cupped hands said: "Mr. Wolong, although the Han Dynasty is gone, the blood of the Han family continues. Thousands of years later, looking at the state of the eye, it is still the Han Dynasty!"

Zhuge Liang looked at Chen Luo again, his eyes shining brightly: "Thousands of years later, will anyone still remember Han?"

"Why don't you remember?" Chen Luo replied, "After Mr., there were conflicts and troubles, and barbarians invaded, Shenzhou sank several times, and buildings collapsed several times!"

"In the cold winter, there will always be indomitable blood burning; in times of crisis, there will always be epic deeds spread!"

"Expel the Tartars and restore China!"

"One inch of rivers and mountains, one inch of blood, one hundred thousand youths and one hundred thousand troops!"

"In the final analysis, it's all because of that sentence: Whoever offends my strong man will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

A smile finally appeared on Zhuge Liang's face: "Han is in the hearts of the people, the lord must be pleased..."

"Little friend, the world I was born in, at this time, is the world peaceful? Is Cathay Pacific? Is the people safe?"

Chen Luo was startled, looked at Zhuge Liang, saw the curious expression on his face, hesitated for a moment, and finally said with pride: "Sir, when I come, I can go to Nine Heavens to catch the moon, and I can go to Nine Oceans to catch turtles. With long spears flying across the sky, iron ships spread across the sea, with gentle words and sticks in hand, the people live in peace and work happily."

"The great cause of reviving the strong man is not far away!"

The smile on Zhuge Liang's face became more obvious, and then he looked up at the sky.

His figure began to be tall and straight, his face began to look younger, and a goose feather fan appeared in his hand, shaking it gently.

"Human race, barbarian race...interesting..."

"Thank you little friend for calling me here..."

"Liang should do his best!"

Zhuge Liang saluted Chen Luo slightly, and Chen Luo hurriedly returned the salute, but when he looked up, Zhuge Liang was gone.

At this moment, Chen Luo's eyes blurred and he got up from the desk.

He rubbed his eyes and realized that he had fallen asleep lying on the desk just now.

Is it another dream?

Chen Luo looked at the manuscript, the writing brush fell off the paper and did not stain the manuscript.

Chen Luo rubbed his temples, and suddenly felt the earth shake slightly. Chen Luo walked out of the room quickly, and saw a cyan beam of light rising into the sky outside Dongcang City...

...

The messenger blue bird pierced the night sky, from Dongcang to Zhongjing.

Jin Helan and Zhu Hesong, the great Confucians on shift in Wenchang Pavilion and Qingniao Pavilion, stand on the pavilion, looking to the north.

They are waiting for Wuhou's letter.

It stands to reason that today should be the day when the latest chapter of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is sent back.

In the last chapter, Zhuge Kongming trapped Sima Yi in the upper valley. Without the restraint of traitors and thieves, the Shu Han may really be able to recover the Central Plains this time!

Confucian disciples, in their eyes, the Shu Han is orthodox!

Cao Wei? Rebellious ministers and thieves!

"Here we come!" Seeing a blue light flying from a distance, Jin Helan smiled brightly, "Brother Zhu, who will watch first?"

Zhu Hesong thought about it seriously: "Of course you read it first."

Jin Helan waved his hands again and again: "Oh, Brother Zhu should come first!"

Zhu Hesong nodded: "Thank you!"

Jin Helan's complexion changed: "Brother Zhu, you..."

"Oh, I'm irritable, just kidding, you come first, you come first!"

During the conversation between the two, the blue bird landed, Jin Helan Daru took down the letter, and said unexpectedly: "Ah, it turned out to be two chapters!"

"Marquis Wu is mighty!"

As she said that, Jin Helan glanced at her, her eyes widened with anger, and she yelled, "Wen Shame!"

Zhu Hesong sighed: "Brother Jin, you're getting irritable! It's just out of context, how could you lose your temper like this..."

"Let me take a look! Where is it broken again?"

"Isn't this..."

"Wen shame dog thief! I want to fight you desperately!"

...

Zhongjing City.

For the first time, "Da Xuan Min Bao" ceased publication for one day.

Just when everyone wanted to know the reason, they found that all the Xingzao restaurants in the city had put up signs saying "Closed today".

"What's the matter? Is something wrong with Marquis Wu?"

"Is the latest chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" out yet? Is it Wuhou who is dragging the draft again?"

"Hey, gossip, I heard that the students of the eight major academies have collectively gone on strike!"

"strike?"

"Yes, it is said that they refused to transcribe the latest chapter of Romance of the Three Kingdoms!"

"It's unreasonable, is it to increase the reward?"

"No, no, I heard... I heard... Hey, it's really..."

"What the hell is it? Tell me quickly!"

"I heard that in the latest chapter, Marquis Wu wrote Zhuge Liang to death!"

"Nonsense! Don't say such things again! How could Zhuge Kongming die! Your news is wrong! It's definitely wrong!"

...

Kong Tianfang looked at the densely packed students sitting in Shengwen Square, and frowned.

"Hai Yi, can't you persuade me?"

Tian Haiyi also had a sad face: "Persuasion, it's useless!"

"Since I received the manuscript yesterday at midnight, these children have cried a lot. If it wasn't for the formation to stop them, the crying would have spread all over Zhongjing!"

"I don't know who initiated the sit-in protest later! There are also blood books!"

"Blood book?"

As soon as Kong Tianfang asked the exit, he saw a bloody banner raised in Shengwen Square——

"Give me back Kong Ming's life!"

Kong Tianfang gritted his teeth: "Nonsense!"

"Show us what the blood book is for!"

Tian Haiyi nodded: "Yes! These kids are too nonsense!"

"Hai Yi, can you use formation to send them to Dongcang City and let them sit in front of the city lord's mansion to protest?"

Tian Haiyi was taken aback: Huh?

Kong Tianfang hammered the railing: "The old man has to sit in the first place!"

...

Changming Palace.

Ye Heng looked at the officials all over the palace who bowed to him and felt a little headache.

"My dear friends, wake up!"

An official said loudly: "Your Majesty, please issue an imperial decree to order Marquis Wu to revise the chapter and return Zhuge Liang's life!"

Ye Heng also heaved a long sigh: "Why didn't I think about it! It's just that the imperial court has its own laws and regulations. As long as it does not violate human relations, the imperial court cannot interfere with it!"

Zhou Zuofeng stood aside and said softly: "Your Majesty can play the emotional card!"

Ye Heng was taken aback for a moment, glanced at the Prime Minister, and thought for a while: "This matter, or let Wenchang Pavilion come forward. Wen Xiang... huh? Wen Xiang?"

It was only at this time that Ye Heng realized that Wen Xiang who had been standing on the Great Hall was just a phantom.

"Where's Wenxiang?"

...

Wenchang Pavilion, Wenxiang elegant room.

Yan Baichuan trembled slightly as he looked at the latest manuscript in his hand.

When he killed Guan Yu, the old man remained silent.

After he killed Zhang Fei, the old man thought he was a martial artist after all, but he still didn't make a sound.

Later, he killed Liu Bei, but the old man remained silent!

Today, he actually slashed his knife at Zhuge Kongming!

It's not like how to send a knife!

Is it you, Chen Luo, who is floating or I, Wenchang Pavilion, can't lift a knife?

Yesterday's broken hatred, today's killing each other, all of them are on my mind!

Yan Baichuan rushed out of the Wenchang Pavilion with great righteousness all over his body.

Seeing this, Leng Hanbing hurriedly asked:

"Wen Xiang, what do you want to do?"

"Go to Dongcang, cut off the shame!"

"Wait a minute, Wen Xiang, I am willing to go with you!"

"The old man is also willing to go with me!"

Blue figures flew out from all over the Wenchang Pavilion, following closely behind Yan Baichuan.

...

In a moment, several blue rainbows pierced Zhongjing!

"Go to Dongcang, cut off the shame!"

"Save Zhuge, Kuang Hanshi!"

Blue lights flew up one after another and joined the ranks of the Great Confucianists.

...

In Zheliu Academy, Kong Tianfang looked up at the sky.

"The old man is coming too!" As he said that, his figure flashed and rose into the sky. Before Tian Haiyi could react, a giant blue hand fell from the sky, grabbed the "blood book" and rose into the air.

...

Liu Jingzhuang was drinking wine at home at this time.

Before trying to persuade the brothel to go north to Dongcang, I was a little bit too strong, and now I have nowhere to go.

But isn't the purpose of going to Dong Cang now a bit too obvious?

At this time, he suddenly sensed the aura of great scholars in the sky, and when he raised his head, he saw dozens of great scholars heading north across the sky.

"Everyone, where are you going?" Liu Jingzhuang asked via voice transmission.

"Going to Dongcang, beheading the shame of Wen?"

"Going to Dongcang?" Liu Jingzhuang was overjoyed, counting me in!

As he spoke, he turned into a blue light and joined the ranks of great Confucians.

...

Have you ever seen Baichuan return to the sea?

Ever seen a trickle of water converging into a river?

From Zhongjing, all the way to the north, there are constantly great scholars flying out of thin air to join this queue!

After traveling thousands of miles, there are already hundreds of Confucian scholars.

"Brother Wu, are you here?"

"Well, Brother Liu, long time no see. Just asking, what are you doing here?"

"I don't know, I saw my senior brother was inside, so I followed."

"Really? Brother Deng, do you know what's going on?"

"The old man has been flying for three thousand miles, and I don't know what happened!"

"This direction, shouldn't it be to find a barbarian duel!"

"Isn't it? I thought it was!"

"Everyone, we are going to Dongcang!"

"Oh, Dongcang? Why did you go to Dongcang? The old man thought you were going to kill the barbarians! Get out!"

"The shame of the literati has written Zhuge Liang to death!"

"What! Get out of the way, the old man will be the first!"

"Irritable! Everyone is irritable! Give him a chance to change it!"

...

Dongcang City.

What? More than a hundred Confucian scholars came to kill?

Still increasing?

Chen Luo loosened his hand to eat the fruit, and the fruit fell to the ground.

"Senior Sister, save me!"