One hundred and ninety-fifth chapter five years before and after
Xiangque stood outside the Academy of Juanjing like an old monk entering into meditation for a long time without moving.
The courtyard looks very ordinary. Although it seems to be a bit old, it can only be regarded as an ancient building, nothing surprising.
Most people in this world may not see anything surprising about this yard, but they are incapable of energy.
In addition to Xiang Que, the old Taoist in Gujingguan can do it, the uncle can do it, and the elder brother can also see it.
The reason why people from Gujingguan can see the amazingness of his academy is that both have similarities.
Gujing Temple is built in a Feng Shui array, which is the eye of the formation, and it absorbs the spiritual energy of the world in Zhongnan Mountain. It is worshipped by Gujing Village for a hundred years and protects the villagers for a hundred years.
The same is true for this sutra-chan Academy at Sichuan University. It is also in the magic array. But what is slightly awesome than Gujingguan is that the academy contains the spiritual energy of the entire Sichuan University and protects it.
A student of Wanchuan University can ensure that he is not disturbed for several years, calm down, study, and move forward until he steps out of Sichuan University.
The ancient Jingguan, Zunjing Academy has the same skills and the methods are extremely similar. Eighty-tenth of the coincidences in the world are involved in causality and effect.
"Squeak"
The gate of the academy was not locked, and he pushed the door into the yard and stepped into it.
In the academy, an old man wearing coarse cloth clothes held a kettle in his left hand and was holding a pair of scissors in his right hand. He was possessed by the corner of the courtyard wall to trim flowers and plants. The old man's hair was gray and sparse in his seventies, and he looked a little staggering while walking.
Xiangque's arrival did not seem to attract the old man's attention. He was still concentrating on trimming the flowers and plants by the wall. Xiangque seemed to disturb the old man without intention, and walked casually in the yard with his hands behind his back.
Since it is a college, there must be a book hall. Go up the steps and enter the main hall of the book hall. There are several black and white portraits hanging on the walls, and the names of several people are written below.
Li Diaoyuan, Zhang Zhidong, Wang Kaiyun, and Song family members, these people are all deans who respect the academy for generations. Each of them is a contemporary master and has taught thousands of students for generations.
Xiang Que respectfully gave a big gift to the figure on the wall, which was out of respect for educating scholars.
After performing the ceremony, straighten your waist and raise your head.
Xiang Que suddenly realized that the old man was standing quietly outside the school gate, looking at him with a calm expression.
"Hello, old man," nodded respectfully. After all, he walked into the academy without permission without anyone's consent, which was obviously a bit abrupt.
The old man put down the kettle and scissors in his hand, sat on a chair, then took a set of tea sets and cups from the side, poured two cups of tea and handed it to Xiangque Yi, and then he raised his head and drank a cup without saying a word.
Xiang Que took a sip. The tea was very cool, but it brought a warm feeling into his abdomen, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth refreshing his heart.
Xiangque didn't make any name for this tea, but he tasted it no better than the Dahongpao he had ever drunk. This cup of tea would probably be in four digits if it was placed in a tea shop outside.
This old man is quite luxurious. He can easily pour a cup of tea for strangers and it is so bright and so generous!
"How is he okay? Is he still so unrestrained at such an age?" The old man suddenly spoke, but made a statement that made Xiang Queting confused.
"Ah?" Xiang looked at the old man in a confused circle, but he didn't react for a long time. He was stunned for a while before asking, "You old, are you talking to me?"
"Nonsense, there are other people in your room?" The old man gave him a blank look.
Xiang Que scratched his head awkwardly and continued to ask in confusion: "Then I don't understand a little?"
"The cup of tea I poured you hasn't drunk for the last five years. Do you know why?"
Xiang Que was confused and went straight into a dizzy state, because the old man not only had no head or end, but also had too much jumping. If Cao Qingdao had the IQ of his conversation with him, he might have been vomited blood.
"No one has come to you in the past five years," Xiang Que said carefully.
"No one can afford to pour him this cup of tea. Five years ago, there was only one person." The old man looked up at Xiang Que and said lightly: "He is also from Gujingguan, it should be you.
The elder brother, right?"
Xiang Queteng jumped up from the chair, his eyes contracted sharply, and he asked with a trembling voice: "What are you saying?"
"Qi Changqing, the senior brother of Gujingguan's generation"
Xiang Que's breathing suddenly became rapid. After leaving Zhongnan Mountain, he had never been so calm, whether in the old tomb of Xishan or in the underworld.
But after many years, he heard the eldest brother's name again and was no longer calm.
When he was ten years old, he entered the mountain. The elder brother and his teacher and friend taught him that he disappeared after a few years. The old Taoist uncle had never talked to him about the whereabouts of the elder brother. He also inquired many times after going down the mountain, but he also
No one has ever revealed the three words Qi Changqing.
However, unexpectedly, I came to Sichuan University inadvertently and seemingly casually. After entering this academy, I actually heard the name of the elder brother from an old man's mouth. Xiang Que felt like he was thundering.
Gradually calmed down, Xiang Que asked tentatively: "You mean, my senior brother Qi Changqing had been here five years ago?"
"Well, I stayed there for a few days and left. This kid deceived me two pots of tea, which really hurt me." The old man sighed quietly, looking unhappy.
Xiang Que blinked his confused little eyes, his head was quite confused. He felt that he had to stroke it, otherwise his head might enter the picture. nCool L&Jiangu_Net¤Yong|CJiuFree'RuoR' Reading Novels.
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First of all, he had to understand how this old man knew that he was from Gujingguan and how he recognized himself.
"How do you know......"
As soon as Xiang Que opened his mouth, the old man took out a piece of wrinkled paper from the drawer under the table and slapped it on the table.
There was a portrait drawn on the wrinkled paper, which was five years ago. Although it had been five years, the change was not too great. Without careful identification, you can see that the one who was drawn on the paper was him.
"Before Qi Changqing left, he drew this image for me and told me that there will be someone here in Gujingguan in five years." The old man sighed and said, "I didn't believe it very much, but you Gujingguan are from Gujingguan.
The way of divination and calculation forced me to believe it, it was amazing."
Xiang Que said relievedly: "My master once said that if the senior brother talks about magic, my uncle can only suppress him in this world, but in twenty years, my senior brother will definitely surpass him."
"Your master is not dead yet?" the old man asked with his eyes rolling.
"Oh, just eat and wait until you die"
"A good person does not live long, but bad persons will harm him for thousands of years." The old man said with emotion.
Xiang Que asked, "Do you know my master and senior brother?"
This old man must have a great relationship with Gujingguan and has a deep connection. As far as Xiang Que knows, whether it is a master, uncle or senior brother, he basically never leaves a name in the world. The three words Gujingguan are even less known to the world.
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Only those who have an entanglement with Gujingguan will know that it is possible for ancestors like Chen Sanjin to know.