"Do you know these immortal texts?"

Ding Zhao's face was so full that he had a rare smile. He carefully spread the long scroll of books on the long table, waiting for him to identify the immortal texts on it one by one.

The wounds on Liu Qingyun's body reminded him of his situation all the time, but there was still a faint smile on his face. He began to observe the words carefully with a calm attitude.

The font is vigorous and powerful, as the saying goes, the bones and the flesh are beautiful. Liu Qingyun only read two words, and his fingers have already begun to stroke and point at the void with his fingers. He nodded slightly, not knowing what he was lying in his mouth, as if he was addicted to this character, and was fascinated.

Ding Zhao's smile on his face became heavier, but he looked even more vicious with a squid face: "If Brother Liu knows these immortal texts, I will protect you as a clerk in front of the prefect!"

Of course, this word is obviously excellent. Although he did not have enough skills in copying, he felt happy when he saw the hunt. Especially since the word seemed familiar, he couldn't help but copy it: "Good words! Good words!"

"What is this?" Not only Ding Zhao was concerned about this question, Zhan Yeyu outside the door stood up and his ears were waiting for the answer: "If Little Brother Liu knows it, everything is my brother's fault. Brother, I will protect you a bright future!"

Seeing Liu Qingyun, he was still fascinated and obsessed with the world of immortal writing, Ding Zhao had to carefully put away the words and said a harsh sentence: "If someone surnamed Liu doesn't recognize this word, tomorrow's day will be your death day!"

Liu Qingyun was still unsatisfied, and he stroked his fingers and praised him repeatedly: "Good words! Good words!"

However, once he was a weak scholar like him, he would be fooled by the fact that he was just a slut, and even the old man like Ding Zhao was misleading. Countless thoughts were already flashing in Liu Qingyun's heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

He grabbed the book scroll. Since Ding Zhao slowly unfolded his hand, he looked closely and had a smile on his face. He had only one thought in his mind: "It is beneficial to open the book!"

He slowly pronounced four words: "Tai Yi Sheng Water..."

The smile on his face became heavier. This immortal text is the same as the words "lightning surrounds the Beidou, the star shines on the wilderness" and the words on the morning light and the bright moon flowing golden bells. What he was even more curious about was what kind of immortal skills behind these immortal texts.

"Tai Yisheng Water?" Ding Zhao blurted out: "What is this magic trick?"

Liu Qingyun refused to say more after these four words, but turned around and looked at Ding Zhao coldly, suddenly remembered a record in an ancient book, and felt aroused in his heart: "The ancients said that those who have ambition will succeed, and those who work hard will not let go, how can I be inferior to the ancients!"

He shouted loudly: "Check me a doctor!"

Ding Zhao immediately rejected his proposal: "No!"

Only when he saw that Liu Qingyun was covered in blood and several wounds whipped out of his body, his tone was relieved: "I asked someone to get you the golden medicine and clean clothes!"

Before translating this immortal text, neither Zhan Yeyu allowed anyone to see Liu Qingyun.

"Then I want a separate prison room, by the window, to keep the morning sun and clean. I know you must have it here!"

As long as there is morning light, he has hope.

There are only two prison rooms in the entire prison, and only prisoners with status and status are worthy of enjoyment. Now there are both related and rich victims living: "No! Unless you are willing to pay extra money!"

"Let me make a fuss!" Liu Qingyun became more and more eager: "I have to take a shower every day and hot water every day... Well, let's forget about these two days!"

"This..." Ding Zhao felt that the weak scholar had too many requirements: "I owe it first!"

But Ding Zhao didn't know that the weak scholar would have so many requirements: "Three meals require meat, at least three days will be different. Well... I also need midnight snacks..."

"Is it enough?" Ding Zhao got angry, but had to write down Liu Qingyun's conditions one by one: "Don't forget your situation!"

The unique old-fashioned smell in the prison reminds Liu Qingyun of his current real situation, but he expressed his request like fried beans: "I like to eat fish, and there must be soup for every meal... Let's talk about the topic next!"

"Forget it, come on the pen!" Liu Qingyun's handwriting is very good: "If you want to define this ancient Chinese, you must say that the word "interpretation" must not be missing..."

"Yuhai, Xiuwen Palace Imperial View, Yuling Sutra, Hetu, Feijun's Internal Transmission..."

"There are also Erya, Yijing, Shanhaijing, Wei Lue, Baopuzi, Zhengao... Well, Linzhou Prefecture Chronicle is a must..."

"besides……"

Liu Qingyun wrote down a dense bibliography on a large piece of paper, 60 or 70, and finally said: "That's all for the time being... Remember, this is a must-have bibliography, and no one can be missing!"

The flesh on Ding Zhao's face was piled up, and he found that Liu Qingyun's conditions were indeed troublesome, and he actually wanted so many books.

But he still underestimated Liu Qingyun because Liu Qingyun was talking about the "part", and there were many large numbers of hundreds of books in this list. As a result, Liu Qingyun's prison room was almost overwhelmed by his books.

"I have agreed to your conditions! What else do you want?"

Liu Qingyun fluently put forward the conditions: "Found the Xuan paper for me from Liuyun Pavilion in the city. I want the Lingyun pen that Song Tao pens, ink, and then use Taiqing inkstone. The inkstone is naturally Duan inkstone..."

"Also, find me willow branches and salt..."

"I use a lot of salt to rinse my mouth!"

...

After staying in this prison room for two days, Liu Qingyun knew that he was two steps closer to the underworld. Only the morning light every day made him full of hope for tomorrow, but after bathing in the morning light, he was indescribably refreshed.

This is the best-in-class room in the Linzhou Prefecture Prison. It is spacious, with bright windows and clean windows. More importantly, there is bright sunshine during the day and you can see the stars and the moon at night.

What made him most sad was that through the iron window, he could breathe the breath of freedom of spring, and saw the crowd coming and going, and a few feet below the window was the prosperous city. He had never expected freedom as much as he did today.

But the iron railings two fingers wide in front of him were wiped out all his hopes. Liu Qingyun brushed his teeth with willow branches, then angrily sprayed out a mouthful of salt water, and then shook the iron railing hard, but the iron railing remained motionless, shattering all his thoughts of hope for freedom.

Although he became light and strong after being washed by spiritual power, such a thick iron railing was not something that a scholar could shake for a year of weak scholars.

After venting, he finally started his own work.

Now, almost all the books he has been looking for. Yesterday, he fell asleep in his arms.

On the two rectangular tables, Ding Zhao asked him to place the "Immortal Text" that he had decided to be placed there, but he used all his brains and could only recognize hundreds of words.

As the saying goes, opening the book is beneficial. An inadvertent act in the past saved Liu Qingyun’s life today. Liu Qingyun has now confirmed that the original version of the Linzhou Prefecture Chronicle and the immortal text that is to be determined by the official script are indeed the same.

When he found the place "lightning surrounds the Beidou, and the star shines in the wild", he looked at it one by one in comparison with the immortal text, Liu Qingyun frowned first, and then smiled with a knowing smile.

"Qingyuan Lake and Sea Immortal Bottle?"

The immortal text is too simple. The two articles can be edited by each other by only three or four out of ten, and some of them are vague. Liu Qingyun guessed and finally barely figured out that the immortal technique was used to drive an ancient magic weapon, but Liu Qingyun was confused about what the function of the "Qingyuan Lake and Sea Immortal Bottle" is.

Liu Qingyun barely read the whole text, but it was very difficult to define the text. Now, it is estimated that the whole text is at most two or three out of ten.

But this is not a problem for Liu Qingyun. The more difficult it is, the more excited Liu Qingyun is. Moreover, the conditions today are far better than any time.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are the best products in Lin’s Mansion. The more rare books in most of the house are mostly rare books that I want to buy over the years but cannot buy.

He already knew how to translate the immortal text. As the saying goes, he quickly found a book called "Shuowen" on the bookshelf.

This is a necessary tool for every expert. As the saying goes, no matter how change is, it is an ancient book. At that time, people could still read immortal texts, bronze inscriptions, and bird seals. They used them as tools, and combined with the Thousand-word Immortal Text that can be proofread by each other, this immortal technique was done halfway.

Only after turning the first page was opened, only a few bloodstains were seen. Liu Qingyun was shocked and had no intention of reading it. He couldn't help but look at the collection of books: "The Old Man Bowing Stone Collection".

"Old man bouldering? This is Mr. Huang!"

Liu Qingyun had no friendship with this bouldering old man, but was just a friend. Not long ago, he heard that the old man was imprisoned for slandering the country and passed away due to wind and cold before the case was decided. When he heard the news, Liu Qingyun was still sad for a while.

Just when he thought of the old man bouldering, Liu Qingyun remembered the names of the lay Buddhists of Yunjian Bai Qing and others. They were also imprisoned for no reason and died in prison. They were shocked.

The circle of literati is small, not big. If there is any news, everyone can communicate with each other. No matter how much Liu Qingyun knows it later, he now understands the truth of this matter.

These people were arrested to decipher the immortal technique and were silenced. Liu Qingyun only felt naked in Dongye, feeling like he was cold and grey: "They are all dead? Then am I?"

After counting, he had already found four dead people before him, all of whom were proficient in elementary school and could master ancient immortal literature, all died in prison without hesitation - he didn't know that he was already the seventh target.

This wisp of cold air stayed above Liu Qingyun's head, making him almost unable to catch the book.

"No, no!" He quickly thought of a little, and was ecstatic: "That's right, Mr. Huang and the others don't know this ancient immortal text!"

When you read the Linzhou Chronicle, most of the books you read were reading from a few volumes of your hometown. There were very few readings throughout the book, and the attached volume was very small. Everyone just placed it on the bookshelf for reference, and rarely read it specifically.

As far as he knows, in Linzhou and its nearby counties, there are only five or six scholars who often read the Linzhou Chronicle attached papers. However, there is only one person who is proficient in ancient characters and has searched the attached papers except himself.

However, even Mr. Huang is not involved in this way, and those who have read the original text have to silence him. He is even more unlucky. He suddenly feels relieved: "When I translated Bixian's words, is it the death of me, Mr. Liu? Humph, let's ride a donkey and read the songbook - walk and see!"

An impulse arose in his heart, rushed to the iron window again, wiped his face, willow branches, and salt water again, and they all went back and forth.

ps: There are very few collections, I hope you can collect this book, thank you
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