Feng Qingyan looked up at the night sky for a long time, thinking: When the third chapter of my "Sitting and Discussing the Tao" is deduced, it will never be worse than "The Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens".
However, he has only deduced the first formula of the first chapter, and is still far away from the third chapter.
Although he had ideas for the second and third movements in the first chapter, he couldn't deduce them yet, which made him feel helpless because he still didn't know enough.
You need to read more.
Feng Qingyan immediately took out a book and started reading hard.
"Sir, I'll hold the lamp."
At this time, Jiuge took an oil lamp and sat down quietly next to Feng Qingyan.
"Brother Feng, it's almost dawn, why don't you rest for a while?" Zi Yaqin said in surprise when she raised the curtain and saw Feng Qingyan actually reading.
"Studying makes me happy and makes me forget fatigue..."
Feng Qingyan shook his head and said.
"As expected of Feng Sanding, I am not as good as you."
Ziyaqin sighed, feeling that she couldn't waste her life, so she decided to read a Confucian classic.
He was stunned for a moment. Why should I, a piano player, read Confucian classics?
I am not a Confucian scholar.
He shook his head and turned away from the book family, falling into a deep sleep.
Under night.
There is silence between heaven and earth.
Feng Qingyan soon became addicted to books.
Perhaps because it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, avoiding the shackles of fame and power in the world, the plowshare of the heart breaks the ground quietly in silence.
An oil lamp casts a quiet, soft orange light. It is peaceful and comfortable, and the mind is calm. The wise sages in the book are pouring out thought-provoking philosophical words.
Feng Qingyan travels back to ancient times like a dream and explores all the secrets in the book.
I don't know when the sky was already bright, and Feng Qingyan was full of energy and energy, without any signs of staying up late. Facing the rising sun, he couldn't help but loudly said: "Recite the sages in the morning, and the country will be boundless and pure in the evening;
In ancient times, the world in ten directions was so leisurely! Haha..."
Huhu——
When his voice fell, a vast and awe-inspiring aura suddenly rose from the sky and the earth, like a breeze sweeping over him.
In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth fell like a heavy fog, so dense that people could not see the distance.
His flowing white clothes gave him a somewhat unique and independent demeanor.
At this time, countless awe-inspiring auras continuously poured into his chest and landed on a bone, which was the sternum manubrium under the double clavicle.
The breath of Haoran is constantly nourishing and tempering.
After a while, the sternal handle began to emit a faint light, gradually becoming as white as jade, as if it was about to solidify into bones.
"ah--"
At this time, the female ghost screamed in agony under the aura of Haoran. She looked at the rising aura of Haoran in fear, looking painful, helpless, and extremely desperate.
If there is a next life, you must not be with a Confucian scholar, otherwise you will die if you are not careful.
No, it won’t do to look twice...
Well……
Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment.
That peerless and independent style was immediately interrupted.
call out--
A scroll flew out of Ziyaqin's bullock cart and covered the female ghost's body.
Ziyaqin walked out of the oxcart with some surprise, looked Feng Qingyan up and down, and said, "Brother Feng was about to freeze his bones just now?"
Feng Qingyan nodded, with some helplessness in his eyes.
The manubrium of the sternum almost solidified into bone, but was interrupted by the female ghost, leaving him at a loss of what to say.
Can this be blamed on the female ghost?
"No success?"
Ziyaqin was a little shocked, but when she saw Feng Qingyan's helpless eyes, she froze and said.
"It can't be said that it was not successful, it can only be said that it was not satisfactory enough." Feng Qingyan quickly recovered and said with a smile. There is no need to care too much about the gains and losses in the moment.
Ziyaqin frowned and glanced at the female ghost, which made the female ghost tremble all over and her eyes were filled with fear.
"It was a momentary misstep on my part, it's none of my business."
Feng Qingyan waved his hand.
Ziyaqin didn't say much. Seeing that it was getting brighter, she said, "It's time to enter the village."
In this situation, if it had been someone else, I'm afraid he would have killed me long ago. Regardless of whether he was at fault or not, breaking Ningwen's bones would be a serious crime.
Feng Qingyan hesitated and said, "Brother Ziya, go ahead. I'll be here in a moment."
Zi Yaqin nodded and drove into the village.
"Don't be afraid, it's not your fault, I made you suffer."
When Feng Qingyan saw Zi Yaqin's car driving away, he came to the female ghost who was huddled on the ground in fear and shivering. He said with some shame: "Last time, I said I would pay attention, but I still didn't notice it.
, maybe I’m too arrogant and don’t take you to heart, don’t worry, there won’t be a next time.”
"Gentleman, yes, it's my fault..."
The female ghost knelt down and worshiped, her eyes still filled with fear.
"well--"
Feng Qingyan sighed and helped the female ghost up, saying to Jiuge: "Jiuge, let's go."
"coming."
Jiuge nodded and stepped onto the bullock cart.
After a while, Feng Qingyan came to the village and saw villagers stopping Ziyaqin and saying some unwelcome words.
It probably means that you are not welcome in the village, so get out.
Ziyaqin frowned and said nothing more, then stepped back and said, "Brother Feng, I'm afraid it won't be easy for them to move out of here."
"Who leaves his homeland and has been homeless ever since?"
Feng Qingyan understood.
"Then what should we do? We can't just watch them be killed by the Yin soldiers, right?"
Ziyaqin frowned and said, if the two of them hadn't caused this, I'm afraid they would have left it alone long ago.
What does the life and death of others have to do with my son Yaqin?
"Young lady Yin Yaoyao... Yin Guibo's son was killed by me and brother Ziya last night."
Feng Qingyan stepped off the bullock cart and came to a high ground. He looked at the villagers and said loudly, "Then the ghost uncle was so angry that he threatened to massacre Shannan Village and leave no chickens or dogs behind."
As soon as Feng Qingyan's words came out, the villagers immediately exploded.
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I can't keep up with the time, so I will update it first and modify it after half an hour. Please forgive me!
"Gentleman, yes, it's my fault..."
The female ghost knelt down and worshiped, her eyes still filled with fear.
"well--"
Feng Qingyan sighed and helped the female ghost up, saying to Jiuge: "Jiuge, let's go."
"coming."
Jiuge nodded and stepped onto the bullock cart.
After a while, Feng Qingyan came to the village and saw villagers stopping Ziyaqin and saying some unwelcome words.
It probably means that you are not welcome in the village, so get out.
Ziyaqin frowned and said nothing more, then stepped back and said, "Brother Feng, I'm afraid it won't be easy for them to move out of here."
"Who leaves his homeland and has been homeless ever since?"
Feng Qingyan understood.
"Then what should we do? We can't just watch them be killed by the Yin soldiers, right?"
Ziyaqin frowned and said, if the two of them hadn't caused this, I'm afraid they would have left it alone long ago.
What does the life and death of others have to do with my son Yaqin?
"Young lady Yin Yaoyao... Yin Guibo's son was killed by me and brother Ziya last night."
Feng Qingyan stepped off the bullock cart and came to a high ground. He looked at the villagers and said loudly, "Then the ghost uncle was so angry that he threatened to massacre Shannan Village and leave no chickens or dogs behind."
As soon as Feng Qingyan's words came out, the villagers immediately exploded.