Dao Fruit

"Ouch!"

The sudden thunder startled Hua She, who was immersed in his thoughts. He quickly put down the woodblock, ran around in panic, and closed all the open windows.

Woodblock printing usually requires ventilation, and is afraid of moisture, and it cannot be exposed to rain, so closing the windows on rainy days is the most basic thing. Hua She has long been accustomed to these. When he heard the thunder, he took action like a conditioned reflex.

However, when he walked to the last window, his movements suddenly froze. He stuck his head out of the window and looked outside. It was a clear night sky, the moonlight was bright, and the bright crescent moon was clearly visible. How could it rain at all?

"This is strange. Could it be that there is thunder without rain?"

In doubt, the old man at the gate called out, "Brother She, it's getting late. There was a thunder just now. It's likely to rain at night. You'd better go back quickly. Be careful not to catch a cold in the rain."

"Oh, thank you for your reminder, Uncle Zheng." Hua She was also worried. He thanked him and went back to the house to sort out his things. He put away the carved plate he had taken out, and finally took out a small plate from a box, wrapped it up and put it in his arms. Then he blew out the lights and left the house.

When passing by the gatehouse, the old man called him and handed him a lotus leaf bag, saying with a smile: "Give it to Xin girl. It's a little cold, but it's enough to fill you up."

Hua She took it and opened it. Inside was a cold sweet potato. His eyes immediately turned red, but the old man didn't wait for him to speak and said: "No need to say anything else. Remember to let me enjoy the good life when you become rich in the future."

After hearing this, Hua She nodded silently. Looking at the old man's skinny appearance and his old and kind face, he seemed to have a fire in his heart.

He bowed and turned away.

Traveling by moonlight, it was late at night when Hua She arrived at the small house where he was staying.

This is also the territory of the Meng Mansion. But it is different from the style in the main courtyard, giving people a sense of simplicity and compactness.

This is where the servants and maids of the Meng Mansion live. Once night falls, it won't take long for it to be dark. The lamp oil for lighting is a luxury here. Few families can light lamps as they please, like Hua She in the engraving library before. It is certainly not the same.

Pushing open the door, the turbid air hits the nose. This house is small and has no windows. As long as the door is closed, it won't take long for the air inside to change.

"Brother..."

After the door slammed, a childish voice came from inside, followed by a rustling sound. Not long after, a dark shadow walked out from inside. With the moonlight outside the door, you can vaguely see the thin figure, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

"You haven't slept yet." Hua She saw it and smiled.

The thin figure said, "Waiting for brother. Didn't you say that we would listen to a lecture by a great scholar today? Xin'er wants to hear you tell me about it. I haven't met the great scholar yet."

"Silly girl, when can't you tell me? You should go to bed early." Hua She walked into the house and handed over the lotus leaf bag in his hand. "But it's just right. Eat this. It's still a little hot."

The thin figure was Hua She's sister Hua Xin. The brother and sister fled here and lived here, relying on each other.

Took the lotus leaf bag. Hua Xin had already discovered what was inside, and immediately let out a cry of surprise, then suppressed it and said, "That's good. Brother, bring this piece of sweet potato over tomorrow, and lunch will be settled. I heard from others that listening to lectures is quite exhausting, how can a piece of steamed bun do it?"

Hua She felt a lump in his throat after hearing this, and secretly complained that he was useless, but said, "Xin'er, there is no need to do this. Brother Ting and Brother Wei are very caring to me. I just need to eat with them." After saying this, he briefly talked about what happened today, and Hua Xin was relieved.

"The two Meng brothers are kind people, and these things must be recorded." After saying this, the little girl stopped, yawned, and went back to sleep. Only when her brother came back could she really sleep.

On the other hand, Hua She's heart became heavier and heavier, and he felt the pressure on his shoulders. His parents were not there, and the servants were scattered. He was the head of the family and had to shoulder the burden. He couldn't let his sister suffer like this.

After tidying up a bit, Hua She lay down in his clothes, took out the small plate, touched the carvings on it through the thin cloth, and thought over and over again in his heart.

"Perhaps this is an opportunity, but how can we find the key? The disadvantage of engraving is that it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it can only be used a few times in the end. Perhaps we should start from this aspect..."

This idea lingered in his mind, but although he had a vague concept, it was still difficult to determine the direction, let alone how to start.

Since the birth of engraving, he was not the only one who noticed this matter. There have been many attempts, but none of them could take shape. How could Hua She complete the transformation in just one night?

However, there was a hand behind this that pushed, engraved a new idea in his heart, and let him touch the window paper.

Hua She didn't know that while he was constantly turning his thoughts, a shocking wave was happening in the void. What raised the waves was not the sea water, nor the spiritual energy, but the rolling thoughts that had been deposited in the history of Donghua from ancient times to the present!

The subject of these thoughts may have died of old age, but the reverence for the heavens, the gods, and the extraordinary still allows a little bit of the past thoughts to be entrusted, integrated into the general trend, and gathered into a lot.

After the death of each living being, only a tiny bit is left, but when this little bit crosses thousands of years and gathers from all over the vast rivers and mountains and boundless oceans, it becomes a very terrifying sea!

The other courtyard of Meng Mansion, the backyard.

"I didn't expect that after a person dies, the thoughts they place on him are unconsciously scattered in the void parallel to the real world. They are so huge. They are usually restricted by various dragon veins. If it weren't for the huge stone of humanity that was dropped today and caused waves, I would have It cannot be discovered, which shows the close connection between this thought after death and humanity!”

Qiu Yan stood in the courtyard, watching the sky.

After the thunder, he noticed that his own luck was fluctuating rapidly. The luck of the entire dynasty showed faint signs of flow, as if something was brewing, but it could decline at any time. It would be difficult to find it if you didn't look for it deliberately. But Qiu Yan did it intentionally, so he naturally felt it immediately.

"Compared with the ocean where a few thoughts gather after death, the dharma and people's wishes accumulated by the canonized gods in Zhouraozhou's Broken Lotus Valley for thousands of years are nothing at all. Looking at the dharma and people's wishes alone, they are like an ocean, but compared with this Compared with the thoughts after death in the void of Donghua, it can only be regarded as a pond!"

Feeling the waves coming from the void, Qiu Yan's thoughts became clearer.

"However, that pond is quite powerful for the spirit body, but whether it can be swallowed in one breath depends on how much ripples the humanistic divine way can cause this time, and how much Donghua's humanistic power can be borrowed."

After thinking about it, he turned around and returned to the house. As he walked, the stone slabs creaked under his feet, and he was clearly bearing heavy pressure!

"The general trend of humanity is like the sea, and the transformation of humanity is like stone. Whether the mud and rocks fall into the sea, or the water comes out, it all depends on whether we can follow the trend. Because of my intervention, humanity has a backlash. Now it is no better than before. The cultivation in my body and the order in my mind are not as good as before. They have begun to take shape. They are no longer simply dependent on humanity, but can vaguely interfere with the road signs of humanity's progress. They are already facing the pressure of changes in humanity..."

When Qiu Yan went north to take the exam, he took out a lot of things along the way, some of which even exceeded the level of humanity in this continent, but it did not cause much trouble. It was just that his status was still very low at that time, and he was not interested in the changes in the ocean of humanity. Not much impact.

Now, not only does he want to combine several orders, but his own personality is consistent with the dragon's energy. The recent grassland group has also been involved in the general trend of the world. All of this makes his every move have a profound impact on Donghua's humanity. If he is not careful, It will even cause huge changes in humanity, whether good or bad, it has touched the edge of the laws of heaven and earth.

As a result, it will naturally be suppressed invisibly.

This suppression was still very obscure before, but after a day of lectures, he used the shell of the way of knowing and doing to touch the fusion of the divine way and the human way. In this way, he immediately became the focus of the void human way.

Although no one in Buzhou has noticed this yet, the spontaneous suppression force in the world will not let go. When he was giving lectures, there were already signs, and he was suppressed, which continues to this day.

In this way, Qiu Yan could only use another method, to go in a curved way, to inspire the Confucian scholars attending the lecture, to guide them to promote the development of things, and finally to induce his own intervention, who would bring out foreign concepts.

This is also the reason why he talked about the division of the grassland. People should take advantage of the situation according to their position.

Crack!

When he returned to the house, there was a sound of cracking on the ground paved with stone slabs, but it was a stone slab that he stepped on.

Looking at the fragments at his feet, Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes.

"Whether the flesh and blood body will be arranged like this floor, covering the earth, or will be smashed to pieces depends on tomorrow's test. If you can grasp the speed, you will have standards for your actions."

………………

The next day, Hua She got up early. He didn't sleep well that night. Even in his dreams, he was struggling with how to ask Qiu Yan for advice.

After simply cleaning up, he said goodbye to his sister. However, Hua She did not go to the Meng Family Courtyard. Instead, he went to the engraving library to do some printing, mixed the ink, and then asked for leave. The foreman also knew his situation and agreed with a smile. .

Then, Hua She didn't bother to scrub, and left without stopping. He simply touched his face on the way. When he arrived at the other courtyard, the lecture had already begun.

Qiu Yan was still sitting on the steps, but this time he was not talking about what he had seen and heard. With yesterday's foreshadowing, today he directly took out the classics and began to use the method of knowledge and practice to dissect the deep meaning. With what happened before, no one would think that he I no longer have this qualification, but as the lecture continues, questions still arise.

Fortunately, after talking for a while, Qiu Yan waved his hand and asked everyone present to express their doubts.

This moment immediately aroused everyone's interest, but Hua She was timid and could not muster the courage to step forward.

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