life and death deed

Chapter 161
Sage paper, Confucius statue!
Is there any connection between this?
The most holy Kong Zhongni is the most qualified person to use saint paper.

Thinking of this, I quickly got up, packed my rice bowl, and prepared to go to the school library to take a look.

After all, I don’t have a clue right now. I might be able to find something in the statue of Confucius.

It's already winter, and it's getting dark relatively quickly. It's only around five o'clock, and the sky is already a little gray.

I came to the school library.

Nothing in our Yuncheng University is big, but this library is particularly big. It is said that it was built with an investment of nearly hundreds of millions of yuan, and it is much bigger than the libraries in the city.

As the end of the semester approaches, there are a lot of people in the library, almost all of them here to review.

Right in front of the library is a small square.

In the middle of the square, there is a statue of Confucius about five meters high. There is also a line of words carved under the stone statue.

"Three thoughts on benevolence and propriety."

I know the meaning of this sentence, which is to think about what is benevolence and what is etiquette in the morning, noon and evening.

Different times lead to different insights.

The reason why the school engraved these four words on it is to warn us to think and use our brains at all times.

At this moment, many students gathered around the statue of Confucius. Some of them pretended to bow with their hands, while others put fruits and melons under the statue of Confucius with playful smiles. Some were even more exaggerated and even brought incense.

But soon, I discovered something strange!

Every student who left after worshiping the statue of Confucius would have their heads trembling slightly, as if something had been sucked out of their bodies.

This discovery instantly cheered me up.

I immediately took out an eye-opening talisman, which allowed my eyes to temporarily possess some of the functions of the yin-yang eye, one of the five divine eyes.

Relying on this pair of beggar's yin and yang eyes, I discovered the weird things around the statue of Confucius.

The statue of Confucius is surrounded by circles of green smoke, and where these green smoke come from are every student who worships the statue of Confucius!

These green smoke are...

I suddenly thought of something called "literary luck".

Wen Yun is an illusory thing, controlled by Wenquxing Lord.

As long as you are a scholar, you will be more or less blessed with literary luck. People with a lot of literary luck are like being born with wisdom, and their road to reading will be smooth.

What's more, when Wenquxing came to earth, they were the embodiment of literary fortune. Not only did these people have a smooth academic career, but their official careers were also smooth and broad. In the end, they were basically prime ministers assisting the king.

Just like Liu Bowen, the founder of my Chen family.

Schools also have a cultural movement. Schools with a prosperous cultural movement have a large number of talents and outstanding talents. Famous schools in various places are basically places with a strong cultural movement.

However, at this moment, students are paying tribute to Confucius, but their cultural fortune is actually taken away?

This is very abnormal!
Although every student's cultural destiny is taken away, it is just a wisp, a trace, but when you add up, the tens of thousands of people who come to our school each have a trace taken away, and the accumulated cultural destiny will be What a terrifying amount?

Huh...not right.

At this time, I discovered something strange again. It seemed that not all students would be deprived of their cultural fortune. There were some students who worshiped the statue of Confucius, but they were not deprived of their literary fortune!
Why are some people deprived of their literary fortune by Confucius, while others are not?

A guess suddenly popped into my mind.

Immediately, I waited for a while, and a classmate who had finished worshiping the statue of Confucius but had not been deprived of his literary fortune came towards the library, and I quickly followed him.

"Hello classmate, excuse me."

I stopped him with a smile.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" the classmate replied.

"Have you ever taken a class from Teacher Shangguan Jin?" I asked.

"What Shangguan Jin? I haven't heard of it. Do you have anything else? I'm leaving." He replied impatiently.

"It's okay, it's okay, excuse me."

After getting the answer, I quickly found another student who had been deprived of his literary fortune.

"Brother, do you know Teacher Shangguan Jin?" I asked.

"Of course I know him! I just had his class this afternoon! Wait, aren't you the Chen Nian who helped the teacher take roll call this afternoon? I'm Zhou Tao from the class next to you!"

I was startled and pretended to be enlightened: "Oh - it turns out to be Zhou Tao, Brother Tao! Are you going to review?"

"Yes, just to review."

"Then I won't disturb you."

"Okay, goodbye."

I looked at Zhou Tao's leaving figure, but my heart became excited.

Sure enough, as I thought, only students who have been taught by Shangguan Jin will be deprived of their literary fortune!

In other words, only those whose names are registered on the saint's paper will be deprived of their cultural fortune!
It turns out that Shangguan Jin asked us to write our names on the saint paper because he wanted our literary fortune!

I looked at the statue of Kong in front of me. This statue should have been tampered with by Shangguan Jin.

Sage paper can only be used by saints to avoid divine punishment. Shangguan Jin probably used this statue of Kong to deceive Tianji, making Tianji mistakenly think it was the saint paper used by Sage Kong.Afterwards, the saint paper was used as a medium to absorb the students' literary fortune and gather them around the statue.

This should be Shangguan Jin's intention.

But I still have one final doubt. What does Shangguan Jin want to do to seize the students' literary fortune?
No matter what Shangguan Jin wants to do, I have to stop him. Although I am not a great hero who brings peace to the world, I can't just watch my classmates' literary fortunes being robbed!

I can't ignore Shangguan Jin's overtures to me.

Thinking of this, I looked at the Kong statue again.

First of all, if you want to prevent the students who come to worship later from being deprived of their literary fortune, you must cut off the connection between the Kong statue and the saint paper.

I immediately went back to the dormitory and started preparing things.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, after the library door was closed and the students had left, I came to the statue of Confucius again.

Standing in front of the Kong statue, a feeling of emptiness appeared, as if something was being taken away from my body!
I also signed the sage paper, so part of my literary fortune was taken away from me.

I sighed. Originally, I didn't study very seriously this semester, and there was a high possibility that I would fail the exam at the end of the semester. Now that my fortune has been taken away, I might have completely failed the poetry test.

But there is nothing I can do. My current task is to cut off the connection between the Kong statue and the saint paper.

Putting down my schoolbag, I first took out a few bottles of black-bone chicken blood, which I had just spent a lot of effort to get from the vegetable market.

I sprinkled the blood of the black chicken at the feet of the statue.

Black chicken blood can cover up the scent of anything. I covered up the saintly scent of the Kong statue, and the saint paper could not find its owner. Naturally, the Kong statue could not draw away the cultural fortune through the saint paper.

Of course, these were not enough, so I set up a magic circle around the Kong statue, a continuous array.

This array can make the effect of black chicken blood last longer.

Finally, I took out three more golden toad statues.

These three golden toads seem to be the key.

I looked around the library and found the stem position, departure position, and earthquake position with the hole statue as the center. Then, I placed the three golden toad statues in the hidden places of these three positions.

These three golden toads are also called hidden toads.

After all, the black chicken blood and the magic circle are all arranged under the hole statue. It is very likely that they will be discovered. As long as they are discovered, people with a little knowledge of magic can easily break them, but the hidden toad can make the black chicken blood, the magic circle Completely invisible.

Unless these three golden toads are found and destroyed, no one will be able to discover the black chicken blood and the magic circle!

After arranging all this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

After tonight, if students come here again to worship the statue of Confucius, they will not be deprived of their luck again.

But at the same time, I was completely on the opposite side of Guan Jin.

If she found out that I had done these things, I would be greeted with a storm of revenge.

When I returned to the dormitory, I was in a happy mood. After all, it felt good to help people, especially after helping so many students.

This night, I also slept soundly.

When I woke up in the morning, it was the weekend and I slept until noon before getting up.

But after I took a look at my phone, I found that they were all calls from Lan Jie.

Only then did I realize that I had forgotten something very important!
I forgot to send Jin Jiuer’s breakfast...

Afterwards, I hurriedly finished washing up. At this point, it was already time to have lunch, so I could only buy lunch and run to the girls’ dormitory as quickly as possible.

Lan Jie opened the door for me with a stern face.

I said a little embarrassedly: "I overslept today, I'm sorry..."

"Don't say this to me, go talk to Jiu'er." Lan Jie stood at the door and said in a bad tone.

"Senior, are you angry?" I asked cautiously.

"Haha, it's not that I'm angry. After your phone call failed in the morning, I guessed that you wouldn't deliver breakfast today, so I asked Jiu'er to go out to eat with me, but Jiu'er insisted that you wouldn't lie. You will definitely give it to her, and you also refused me to bring her breakfast. Now it’s okay, you didn’t give it to her, and I didn’t buy it either. Jiu’er has been hungry all morning.”

Lan Jie spread her hands and said.

Hearing this, I quickly entered their dormitory and saw Jin Jiuer sitting alone on the sofa, hugging his legs and in a daze.

Ever since she was disfigured, what I saw most often when I came here was this scene, Jin Jiuer's eyes were blank and she was in a daze.

Every time I see this, I feel so uncomfortable that I feel like I want to suffocate.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I overslept." I walked to Jin Jiuer's side and whispered.

Jin Jiuer raised his head and glanced at me.

Her eyes were very dull, but I could see the loss and sadness in her.

It was impossible for Jin Jiuer to be so disappointed and sad just because I didn't deliver breakfast. Now she is too insecure.

But all of this was caused by me. If it weren’t for me, Jin Jiuer would not have handed over the preaching divine Gu, let alone be disfigured, and the lack of security due to low self-esteem would never have appeared!She is still the goddess senior sister who attracts all the attention!

At this moment, I suddenly felt that I couldn't go on like this.

Then I grabbed Jin Jiuer's hand and said, "Senior sister, come with me!"

(End of this chapter)