Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 234 Is it a dream or an illusion?

Now that they had already returned to Yuezhou ahead of schedule, several students including Master Li and Yi Abao naturally returned to Yuezhou Academy.

In the end, an old craftsman who was familiar with the academy was invited to do the work of framing the words, and he went to Yuezhou Academy with tools to complete the work.

That piece of paper looked old and fragile, but after the old craftsman checked it, he found that the paper was actually extremely tough, and it was actually not difficult to mount it according to the normal process.

In the end, the effect of mounting it into a scroll was also very good. While the old craftsman who had been pinching his sweat was relieved, he made money for ten trips in one trip, and left with a smile on his face.

At night, in the bedroom in the backyard of the academy, Ah Bao was tossing and turning in bed.

The person who lives with me is also one of my friends who went home together for the New Year last time, and I have already fallen asleep by this time.

After being a little nervous at the beginning, Yi Abao and the others gradually relaxed, but this relaxation was relative.

It's not appropriate to keep this calligraphy with you all the time. After living in the academy for many days, Ah Bao considered taking advantage of the next rest day to take a leave of absence from his master and send the calligraphy back home.

Yi Abao was only a 15-year-old boy, and when he was prone to fantasies, he couldn't help but think of Xu Zichang's words again.

Mountains of gold and silver, high officials and rich salary, long life, beautiful family members like flowers.
Thinking about it, Yi Abao couldn't help reaching out to touch the wooden cylinder in the corner of the quilt, which contained the words.

But at this moment, Master Li's harsh words in the restaurant that day came to mind again.

'Such words are ridiculous, even if they can be obtained at will, wouldn't it trample on the fairness of the world?How can this be the right way? '

The old master has never entered the officialdom, and spent most of his life reading sage books and educating students. Although he knows the darkness of the officialdom and the many dangers in the world, at least for the students, his words are deafening.

At the same moment, Xu Zichang was sitting cross-legged in a quiet room in the house in the residential quarter next to the Middle Street in the city.

At this moment, Xu Zichang's breath was dark and unclear, and beads of sweat oozed from his face and body.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a voice around him.

"Hey, I'm just a mortal, holding such treasures is a waste of money!"

"How many people can resist the words that speak without evidence and put the benefits in front of people's eyes?"

"Even if you just take it away, what's the problem?" "Copy one and give it to him, who can tell?"

"You are like this, what kind of fairy road is happy?"

"How can you compare to Gongsun Yin? Hahahahaha."

Xu Zichang's eyelids trembled rapidly, and the spiritual energy gathered around him seemed to appear, forming some weird shapes visible to the naked eye, approaching him little by little, and he seemed to be aware of this.

The next moment, Xu Zichang suddenly opened his eyes, and a heavy sword box on the shelf in the room bounced off in an instant.

"Zheng~~~"

swoosh~
A ray of sword light came in front of him, Xu Zichang moved the sword finger in his hand and felt angry from his heart.

"The evildoer suffers—"

Jian Guang danced beside Xu Zichang, cutting the surrounding aura, and the strange shapes of the aura condensed were crushed one after another, and some of them even made voices at this moment.

"Oh, it's so scary." "Run!"

The sword light passed in front of Xu Zichang's clothes, and the spiritual energy that had been gathered was also released, and the flying sword hung in front of him and there was no movement.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho"

Xu Zichang panted slightly, and couldn't help covering his chest with his hands, a feeling of stuffiness never left. The backlash brought about by wanting to peek at the whole chapter of "The Change of the Universe" that day made his condition even worse.

For a while, Xu Zichang's consciousness seemed a little drowsy. Obviously, the confrontation just now actually consumed a lot of mental strength.

If you can get that word, not to mention understanding its infinite mysteries, even if you just keep it by your side, you can suppress external evils, right?

This kind of thought was almost uncontrollable in Xu Zichang's mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Zichang stretched out his hand to grab Feijian.

"buzz"

At the moment Xu Zichang held the flying sword, the blade vibrated slightly, causing a burst of sharp noise, and the chill on the sword light made Xu Zichang suddenly tremble.
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In Yuezhou Academy, a vague and cold spiritual wind passed through the porch, some withered grass, and swept some residual snow.

The wind blew across the backyard to the outside of the dorms of the academy students, revealing a blurry figure invisible to the naked eye.

Although the figure seemed vague, it was vaguely similar to Xu Zichang.

As if there was no need to search for it at all, the figure had already arrived outside Yi Abao's dormitory.

"Woo hoo hoo hoo"

The night at the academy brought a whistling cold wind, and the bamboo inside kept shaking and rustling.

Suddenly, the window of Yi Abao's room was blown open.

A black figure entered through the window like a terrifying ghost, stretched out its arms, grabbed Yi Abao with sharp-nailed hands, and made a hoarse and terrifying sound.

"Take your life"

Yi Abao shook his body suddenly and woke up with a "ho" in his mouth.

While panting, Yi Abao looked into the room, although it was dim, he could barely see.

The windows are swaying in the wind "pata~pata~", and the wind is whistling outside, as if a ghost is crying
But there was nothing abnormal in the room, let alone any ghosts.

"call"

Yi Abao let out a long breath, it was just a nightmare
After lying down for a while, Ah Bao looked at his classmates who were grunting softly, then lifted the quilt by himself, put on his shoes and walked to the window.

After looking out of the window, Ah Bao closed the window and pressed against the latch, feeling a little more at ease in his heart, and hurried back to bed to sleep.

On the corridor outside the house, Xu Zichang stood against the wall, holding a long sword in his hand, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

After a while, Xu Zichang started to leave, but subconsciously passed by Yi Abao's window. He looked in the direction of the window, as if he could see through the oiled paper and wooden frame, saw the two people sleeping soundly inside, and even saw The picture that has been framed.

So close, so close.
After hesitating again and again, Xu Zichang gave up the idea of ​​waking up Yi Abao.

Afterwards Xu Zichang Yufeng left, but he did not return to his residence, but walked alone on the street, a wine jug flew out of his sleeve, and he caught it in his hand.

Just like this, drinking while walking, neither exhaling spiritual energy nor attracting mana, as if he just wanted to get drunk.

Finally, by the side of a pond in the city, Xu Zichang lay down on the steps of the pond and poured wine continuously.

"Gollum. Gollum Gollum"

Xu Zichang kept swallowing his drink without stopping.

After drinking for a long time, a little blush appeared on Xu Zichang's face, and he was far from being completely drunk.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehe this kind of bad wine, it's hard to get drunk."

Lying on the ground looking at the stars in the sky, Xu Zichang slowly put down his hands, his eyes seemed a little dull.

As time goes by, the stars in the sky become less and less clear, gradually covered by faint clouds and mists, and the clouds and mists become thicker, gradually making it difficult to see the stars and the moon clearly.

Xu Zichang seemed to have noticed something, couldn't help laughing, but then his heart moved.

A scroll flew out of his sleeve and landed on Xu Zichang's side. He grabbed it and slowly unfolded it. On the scroll was a charming girl in light gauze.

How can a young and frivolous person, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, not be excited?

With this thought in my mind, I couldn't restrain it. Although Xu Zichang was still struggling, his tendency became more and more obvious.

At this time, the sky was already bright, but the water vapor condensed in the sky gradually changed, and at this moment, it started to rain lightly.

The rainwater fell on the ground, in Yuezhou City, on the streets, and in the pond, causing ripples.

And this coolness naturally fell on Xu Zichang's body and face, allowing him to regain some clarity in an instant.

It seemed that the sound of the rain covered up other sounds, and it seemed that Xu Zichang lost his sharpness because of his mental disturbance. He didn't notice that there was an extra person on the shore.

until the person speaks.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently"

Xu Zichang propped himself up and looked towards the shore, only to find that there was a man in dark blue clothes standing by the pond, without an umbrella, letting the drizzle pour on him.

As if aware of Xu Zichang's view, the man turned his head to look at the steps to the pond.

"This time when the rain falls, the ice and snow will melt, moistening the fields and creating the evil of the New Year. Seeing this is not only a predestined relationship, but also a doom."

With Xu Zichang's eyesight and spiritual sense as an immortal cultivator, he naturally wouldn't fail to see the appearance of the man. He stared blankly at the man, his long gray hair seemed to shimmer in the spring rain.

Although the aura is not obvious, but with this magnanimity, and appearing in this situation, it also vaguely arouses a bit of sympathy. How could Xu Zichang not know that the other party is most likely a person in the immortal way.

"That's right, the doom has come, what fellow Taoist said is true, Xu's doom has come."

The man smiled and swung his long sleeves behind his back.

"No, the catastrophe I mentioned is not yours, but mine. The catastrophe of rain is finally here, hahahahaha"

Xu Zichang was slightly distracted, but he was happy when he heard the calamity?Could it be that this fellow Taoist is crazy?

"Pfft~" sounded.

The pond beside him was blown away by a stone, and some splashed onto Xu Zichang's face.

Xu Zichang woke up suddenly, looked at the pool of water beside him, the water was still turbulent, and then looked to the other side, where several children were scrambling to escape.

"Hahahahaha he's awake!" "Run, run!"

"Wait for me--"

Judging from the way the children ran away and the situation around them, it should be that they saw someone sleeping by the pond, so they had the idea of ​​playing a prank by hitting the water with a stone to wake him up.

Obviously, the children succeeded, and Xu Zichang was awakened, but he was not angry, let alone chasing those urchins.

Xu Zichang stared blankly at the sky, the sky was bright now, and it wasn't raining anymore.

I am actually drunk?

So was the person I saw last night a dream or an illusion?Is he a fellow immortal cultivator or not?
Or is it simply the result of the nightmare?
(End of this chapter)