Dao fruit.

Facing the sudden appearance of this white and fat figure, Qiu Yan didn't show much surprise, as if he had expected it a long time ago.And after the white and fat figure appeared, he didn't panic, he raised both hands, and threw the kit in his hand.

Snapped!

Qiu Yan caught the kit, his eyes changed slightly.

"This kit..."

The brocade pouch in his hand, from the appearance alone, didn't look very strange, but it made Qiu Yan's heart turbulent, because he had already recognized the origin of the brocade pouch.

"This is the bag that the scholar of the Spring and Autumn Academy gave me. It contains a small piece of sage paper! However, I obviously carried this thing on my body, why is it appearing here now?"

Not long ago, Qiu Yan visited the Ma Mansion and was taken to Chunqiu Academy. He met an old man in the library. Do something for the other person.

At that time, Qiu Yan didn't make a decision right away. After returning home, he met Chen Jing, accepted the invitation, and then entered the Shilin with the clay sculpture of sages underground. The kit that I gave to myself actually appeared here.

The kit is originally in the world, it is matter, but I am in Shilin, I am a soul, and the things around me are ideas, but now this kit appears in front of me, it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

Rubbing his fingers, Qiu Yan wanted to open the kit to see what was so mysterious about the sage paper, but the mouth of the kit didn't move at all, even though Qiu Yan was beating his heart and running his soul power, it was still difficult to open it!

"kindness?"

Just when he was surprised, there was a creaking sound from the side. Qiu Yan heard the sound and looked, and saw that the fat boy was the fat boy, and saw that the little guy was lying on a stalagmite, opening his mouth to bite.Crunching, the stalagmite actually bit off a layer of powder.

"This little guy is really worrying. However, when he was at the foot of the long river of history and the mountain of books. He still didn't respond, but suddenly jumped out at this moment. I don't know why."

Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan walked over.Looking at the splendid stalagmites along the way, guesses arose in my heart.

"Could it be because of these book mines? Huh? Book mountain, book mine, speaking of it, the old people of Spring and Autumn Academy are called book elders. I don't know if it has something to do with this place."

Click!Click!Click!

The fat white boy was biting cheerfully and vigorously, and suddenly his neck tightened, and someone grabbed his neck and lifted him up.He hugged the stalagmite tightly.It's a pity that he didn't have much strength, so he finally rose into the air, waving his hands and kicking his legs in mid-air, his face full of displeasure.

Looking at the fat and white figure standing still, Qiu Yan frowned slightly, then visualized in his heart and projected it out.The next moment, cloth appeared out of nowhere on the fat boy's body, and a bunt was condensed. Because the size was too small, it looked a bit like baby clothes.

"Well?"

The chubby boy was struggling at first, with a pair of dark eyes, fixedly staring at the half-gnawed stalagmite, but now that clothes appeared out of nothing on his body, he immediately shifted his attention, touched himself curiously, and then laughed happily.

Feeling the change in the boy in his hand, Qiu Yan shook his head helplessly: "You baby ginseng, you are really dishonest, just follow along, what are you doing now? It's not safe here, um, but you are a soul now. The state of being out of the body is in the shape of a child, and it is inappropriate to call it a baby ginseng, so we have to call it another name, just call it 'Shenbao'."

This chubby boy was named "Shenbao" by Qiu Yan, and his real identity was Baby Ginseng.

When Qiu Yan left the inn in the Yang Dynasty, the baby ginseng stuck to him and walked with him. Then Qiu Yan opened the road to Shilin, and the baby ginseng who followed him also came out of his body, unexpectedly hiding in Qiu Yan's soul .

Although this kind of situation where the soul hides the soul is rare, there are precedents in history. The reason why it can be formed now is that the ginseng baby has listened to Qiu Yan's reciting and reciting every day in the past few years, and received Essays. Qiu Yan comes from the same line, and because of this, his soul is tough, almost from the same source as Qiu Yan's spirit.

After the arrival of Suihun, Baby Ginseng has been living peacefully in Qiu Yanhun's body until now, when it really showed its figure.

After imagining a set of clothes for Shen Baobao, Qiu Yan put it down, and then sent out thoughts to communicate with him.

Although the ginseng baby has been able to get out of its body, it obviously doesn't have enough research on the vocal system. It can't tremble and speak, it can only communicate through thoughts, and because of the relationship between thinking, many things are vague, so Qiu Yan can only get a rough idea.

But just this rough idea surprised Qiu Yan.

"You mean, the stalagmites around the crystallization of this book mine are a great tonic for you?"

After understanding the goal of the baby ginseng, Qiu Yan couldn't help but feel puzzled. He observed the half-eaten stalagmite, and captured the sense of artistic conception radiating from it.

These crystal-encapsulated stalagmites would melt as soon as they were broken, so they did not attract Qiu Yan's attention. Now that he was reminded by Baby Ginseng, after careful observation and comprehension, he finally discovered it.

"That's how it is. If the book mine crystals inside contain human thoughts, then the stalagmites wrapped outside are equivalent to the sound of books made by people. Shen Bao's favorite thing is to listen to me read. The reason why he came out now , that is, something similar was found.”

Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan glanced over the stalagmites all over the floor.

"For Shen Bao, the sound of books is everywhere, no wonder he can't calm down." After thinking about it, Qiu Yan hung the kit on his waist, and looked down, and saw that Baby Ginseng had already gnawed the stalagmite to pieces Clean, leaving only one piece of yellow crystal.

Ignoring the cheering Shen Bao, Qiu Yan picked up the crystal, and the thoughts in it penetrated into the soul, but it was related to the perception of Go.

At this moment, Qiu Yan already has two crystals in his hand, one is related to the way of painting, and the other is related to the way of chess.

"The information contained in the two crystals cannot be analyzed by the incense mind, so it can only be rubbed directly..."

Qiu Yan's thoughts changed, and the two perceptions left in his heart floated, and they actually passed through the hole in the soul and came into the body of the demon.

After escaping from the dark space, he fell into weakness, and the body of the demon was torn apart, and its main part has grown again, hiding in the divine power space of a god.

After receiving the two perceptions, the inner demon body changes rapidly, infecting the perceptions, and simulating the feelings inside, like making wax figures, rubbing them out of thin air.

This kind of rubbing is not Qiu Yan's own perception condensed through understanding, but a simulation of swallowing dates, forcibly copying. The process does not increase knowledge, leaving only a rough outline for future research.

After the two comprehensions were rubbed, the rubbings were transmitted along the hole in the soul to the spirit body of the god, and were placed on the projection of the continent beside the god's pool, while the original comprehension was returned.

After finishing all this, Qiu Yan came back to his senses, looked down, and suddenly felt speechless. He saw the road ahead, and every once in a while, there was a piece of crystal lying with a light yellow luster, and there were many broken pieces around it. The slag is obviously a trace left by a certain Taotie.

Taking two steps forward, Qiu Yan was suddenly taken aback, realizing a problem that he had ignored.

"The light emitted by these crystals seems to be the same..."

With a jump in his heart, Qiu Yan bent down and picked up a piece of crystal at his feet. As soon as the crystal was in his hand, the insights in it immediately spread, and a vertical and horizontal way was constructed in Qiu Yan's heart, with black and white chess pieces facing each other.

This is a mine of books about chess.

There was surprise in Qiu Yan's eyes, his expression changed slightly, he took a few steps forward in silence, and picked up another exposed crystal. Vertical and horizontal perception.

"Could it be that……"

Qiu Yan's eyelids twitched, he suppressed the surprise in his heart, he accelerated, his figure flashed, and almost turned into a phantom, with a thought, pieces of crystals along the way flew up by themselves, fell into his hands, and were captured by the person perception.

Afterwards, the astonishment on Qiu Yan's face became more and more intense, and surprise appeared in his eyes.

Finally, he saw the fat and white figure staggering ahead, and stopped.

Compared with just now, the ginseng baby's belly is slightly swollen, it seems that he has eaten a lot, but he is still gnawing on the stalagmite at hand, obviously has no intention of stopping.

"Shenbao," Qiu Yan came to the side, and passed an idea, "Can you distinguish the type of sentiment hidden in the stalagmite? And follow the connection to find similar book mines?"

Hearing this sentence, Baby Ginseng stopped his movements, raised his head, looked confused, rolled his eyes, and uttered an indistinct sentence——

"The taste is the same, the more you eat, the better it is..."

………………

at the same time.

In a hole in a hole, in a long passage, there are three figures standing still.

These three people are exactly Sun Yong, Zhou Meng and Huang Xun. Compared with those outside the cave, the expressions of the three of them are slightly different.

Outside, the three of them showed an atmosphere like family friends, they were equal to each other, and even Sun Yong showed respect and respect to Zhou and Huang from time to time, as if he was an underachiever.

But now, Zhou and Huang, as characters who condensed their literary hearts, bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows to please their eyes. Self-prestige.

Strangely, the three of them didn't have any book mine crystals in their hands along the way, and they didn't care about the stalagmites along the way, as if they didn't care at all.

Raising his hand to touch the cave wall, Sun Yong's hand glowed, and he felt it carefully, then narrowed his eyes and said: "It's very close, but if the road is extended, it will gradually move away, and a new road must be dug out. .”

After the words were finished, Zhou and Huang nodded, and each took out something from their sleeves, which turned out to be two mirrors, and Wensi poured into the mirrors.

Swish!

The mirror flashed, shining light, falling on the cave wall, the rock wall actually melted!