Outside the door, a ferocious-looking evil spirit kept knocking on the door.
Behind the window, Che Gai was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.
That "beep" knock on the door hit his heart like a talisman, making his scalp numb as if it was exploding. Then, he saw the evil ghost slowly turning its head and looking at him, that cold and...
The evil gaze made him feel as if he had been trapped in an ice cellar for thousands of years, frozen and unable to move.
"Don't come over, don't come over..."
Che Gai stared with frightened eyes and screamed in his heart, but the evil spirit suddenly rushed towards him.
"Help-"
Che Gai struggled and shouted, his voice piercing the night sky.
"Baji!"
An anxious shout came from Fu Lin, who was staying in the same inn. Hearing Che Gai's frightened cry for help, he jumped up from the bed and rushed out. Even the door was broken by him.
He rushed to Che Gai's house and shouted anxiously: "Baji, Baji..."
But there was no response from the room, so he broke open the door and rushed in. Looking around, he saw the car slumped under the window on the left. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
"Baji?!"
Fu Lin's heart trembled, and he rushed to pick up Che Gai. When he found that he was not dead, he sighed in relief and sat down.
At this time, many students in the inn were awakened, especially friends who were studying with Che Gai, and they had already rushed to Che Gai's room.
"Zizhi, what's going on?" A young man asked in confusion.
"What happened to Baji? I seemed to hear him calling for help..."
Everyone was asking questions.
Fu Lin carried the unconscious Che Gai to the bed, shook his head at everyone, and said, "When I knocked on the door and came in, Baji had already fainted on the ground."
After a while, Che Gai woke up leisurely and saw familiar faces turning in front of the bed, only to realize that he was not dead.
"Baji, what happened just now?" a young man asked.
Che Gai took a breath and said with some fear: "There was an evil spirit knocking on the door just now..."
"An evil spirit knocking on the door?"
"This is impossible. How can there be evil spirits in the city? Besides, there is Lord An in the north of the city. Which evil ghost without eyes would dare to come into the city and harm people?" Someone immediately retorted, not believing it at all, and asked: "
Did you see it wrong?"
"If an evil spirit really came to the inn, how could we not know about it?"
"Brother Che, you must have seen it wrong."
No matter how Che Gai explained it, no one believed in evil spirits.
Not to mention that this was inside the city, and Lord An was waiting there, so they didn't hear the "tuk-tuk" knock on the door that Che Gai mentioned.
Logically speaking, the "tuk-tuk" knocking on the door is quite loud and can definitely be heard in the rooms on both sides.
However, the people living on both sides of the Chegai didn't hear it at all.
When everyone saw that Che Gai was fine, they comforted each other and left one after another. After all, it was still dark...
"Zizhi, you don't believe me?"
Fu Lin did not leave, but sat with Che Gai in the small hall.
At this time, Fu Lin did not answer immediately, but looked at the pale Che Gai and said, "Baji, maybe you are drunk."
"Drunk?"
Che Gai laughed angrily, but then suddenly calmed down and said, "Now that I think about it, I was indeed wrong."
"This door..."
Fu Lin was a little embarrassed and looked at the door that he had broken through, and said, "We'll wait until dawn and ask the store to repair it. We'll have to make do with it tonight."
As he spoke, he stood up, hesitated and said, "Baji, go to bed early."
Che Gai nodded.
But he sat still, staring at the door, feeling vaguely afraid that as soon as he closed his eyes, the evil spirit would knock on the door again.
Got it wrong?
At first he thought that he might really be wrong.
As they said, how could there be evil spirits in the city? Besides, Master An was still sitting in the north of the city, so what evil ghost didn't have eyes to come to the city?
However, he knew that he was not wrong.
The devil is really knocking on his door...
As for him not dying, the evil ghost couldn't throw himself into the wall. It seemed that there was an invisible force blocking it. Also, he had a very strange feeling that as long as he opened the door, the evil ghost would be able to come in...
But why didn't others hear the knock on the door or sense the evil spirit?
Che Gai was so frightened that he sat there until dawn before he dared to sleep.
…
Early morning, mountain stream.
Feng Qingyan woke up at dawn, washed himself, and then went to the study to read.
Soon after, Chen Niu drove the carriage and brought Mrs. Chen and the food box to the wooden house.
"Feng Langjun, breakfast has been delivered."
Mrs. Chen got out of the car with the food box and stood at the door and said.
Feng Qingyan came out of the study after hearing the sound, smiled at the two of them and nodded, and saw Mrs. Chen walking into the living room with a slight bow and placing the prepared breakfast meals on the table one by one.
"Feng Langjun, the breakfast is still hot." Mrs. Chen stepped aside and said, "If there is anything that doesn't suit your taste, or if you want to eat something, you can tell me first."
Feng Qingyan nodded and sat down to eat.
"It suits my taste very well. It would be better if it were lighter."
Feng Qingyan ate it for a while and found it tasted pretty good, so he told Mrs. Chen.
"My maid has written it down." At this time, Chen Niang began to clean up, and after a while she asked: "Feng Langjun, do you have any clothes that you need to change?"
"I can just wash the clothes myself." Feng Qingyan finished eating and left the table.
"How about that?"
Madam Chen was about to put away the dishes when she heard this and waved her hands repeatedly, saying: "Feng Langjun is a scholar, how can you wash clothes like a woman? You will be laughed at."
"also."
Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said.
"Feng Langjun, are you going to the academy?"
Chen Niu, who had been waiting in front of the house, walked up the steps to ask.
Feng Qingyan looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so he nodded and walked onto the carriage under the guidance of Chen Niu. Although the carriage was simple and unpretentious, it was cleaned very clean and the interior was covered with thick mats...
Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the thatched cottage, and the old gatekeeper looked at Feng Qingyan in surprise.
"I have met Mr. Bai Hou."
After Feng Qingyan saluted, he walked towards the morning hall.
Baihou is the surname of the old gatekeeper. As for his name and whether it has a prefix, Feng Qingyan doesn't know. Apart from feeding the green cow and teaching a few children to box, the old man has been sitting in front of his hut.
Sharpen the hatchet.
I rarely talk at ordinary times.
At this time, the morning hall was still empty, so Feng Qingyan knelt down in front of the sand table and wrote each word silently, so fast that it was hard to see clearly.
I still don’t know much about literacy.
This was the reason why he had to come to morning class.
Soon, several children walked in noisily...
In the blink of an eye, a morning passed.
Outside the thatched cottage or on the banks of the Lingshui River, there are still many students watching Dongguan craftsmen build the academy. There are also many students who noticed the existence of Feng Qingyan and wondered whether he was still among the Mengtong children at such a weak age...
"Sir, please stay."
When Master An was about to walk out of the morning hall, Feng Qingyan hesitated and said.
An Xiu stopped and turned around, looking at Feng Qingyan who had been quiet with some surprise, and asked curiously: "Qingyan, what's the matter?"
"Can you please sir, read and explain the Ya Jing in Ya language?"
Feng Qingyan leaned forward and bowed down, feeling a little worried that Master An would refuse, "Mr.'s current teaching progress is too slow for Qingyan."
Free admission to the morning class also means that you can only learn what the teacher teaches.
The "Ya Jing" is a dictionary that explains the ancient meanings of ancient words in Yazheng's words. It is an important tool for scholars to understand the Book of Songs and the classics. The book contains more than 8,000 words, which can be divided into exegesis, explanation, explanation, and explanation.
, release the palace, release the utensils, release the music, release the sky, release the earth, release the hills, release the mountains, release the water, release the grass, release the wood, release the insects, release the fish, release the birds, release the beasts, release the livestock, etc.
Ordinary people can learn the Ya Jing without confusion, learn more about the names of birds, animals, plants, trees, insects, and fish, and increase their knowledge of all kinds.
But for Feng Qingyan, it was mainly for the purpose of literacy and learning elegant language.