Prince Jiang also saw that Xiang Chen didn't want to see him. He thought that since the situation was unclear at the moment and Ba Qing's attitude was ambiguous, he couldn't come to rob people. There were still several days left, so he might as well go find the bookworm first.

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This time I saw another "earth" cauldron on the rooftop of Yunding. I became more and more convinced that there were at least eight of these cauldrons and they had a great origin.

Especially those ancient texts related to the tripod really scratched his heart.

Bookaholics live in Bazhong Shushan, which is not too far from here. Four or five days will be enough if the trip goes smoothly. If you take Xiaobai, it will naturally be faster.

So I made up my mind to go first.

Xiang Chen heard that his "virtuous brother" was going to visit Bazhong, so he agreed without thinking, and sent him away on a palanquin with blows and blows.

Mr. Jiang was always speechless as he was always so unwelcome.

Unhappy, he directly refused Ying Wuming’s request to stay and discuss with him.

In fact, Jiang Fan originally planned to keep Ying Wuming. After all, Yinyue's little farewell was better than a wedding. He didn't let Ying Wuming go out for the past two days. Although he didn't know how the couple fought, Jiang Fan didn't want to

Be a villain.

But Xiang Chen's vain attempt to keep Ying Wuming reminded Jiang Fan that he couldn't stay because it would be troublesome if the secret was revealed.

Jiang Fan didn't ride Xiaobai either. This kind of rapid speed in the world is not always useful.

Ding Shaoan, Lu Hanting and others were left behind to make some arrangements. Jiang Fan set out on the road with only Ying Wuming and Yaoguang in his carriage.

Ying Wuming was driving, and Yaoguang was sitting in the carriage drunkenly telling Mr. Jiang about Shushan.

To be honest, Jiang Fan really didn't know much about this bookaholic who was one of the Four Great Scholars of Southern Chu. Not to mention him, probably not many people in the world knew about him.

Mainly because this guy rarely goes down the mountain and has never met anyone in person.

"...This book fanatic..." The sloppy scholar shook his head: "He is not easy to get along with. His temperament is changeable and unpredictable. Sometimes he is as gentle as water, sometimes his temper is like fire, sometimes he is free and unrestrained, and sometimes he is bitter and mean.

Like the sky in June, it changes at will."

Jiang Fan was quite surprised: "You really deserve to be called Bai Xiaosheng, you know quite a lot."

The sloppy scholar lowered his eyelids: "Well...well...Bai Xiaosheng, you should know more than others..."

"Then tell me, what is the origin of the Book Maniac?"

The sloppy scholar burped, thought for a while and then said to Jiang Fan: "This person is quite...

She has some background, you already know that the old man in her family is a contemporary Celestial Master of the Celestial Master Path of Longhu Mountain."

Jiang Fan nodded, of course he knew this. Not only did he know this, he also knew that she was Gu Qingshan's wife.

Thinking about it, it's no wonder that Scholar Gu also practices calligraphy and swordsmanship.

Then he asked: "Her father is a heavenly master, where is her son?"

"That little bastard... Who knows about that kid? Speaking of her, what do you care about her son?"

Later, after his introduction, Jiang Fan understood that Master Zhang was born in Shushan when he was young, and he also loved practicing calligraphy. However, when he was copying a Taoist scripture, he discovered that he had another love.

So, I simply put down my writing and pen and entered the Taoist sect.

The old Heavenly Master had no children, so he passed the book to his only daughter, Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan had a lot of quarrels with him because of this, and even went to Longhu Mountain, but the old Heavenly Master was determined and never returned home. So from then on, he changed his name to Zhang Kuang.

But this person is just a bookworm. After Tianshi left home, she finally showed her nature as a bookworm. Since then, she has closed the book mountain and kept company with thousands of books on the book mountain. She writes ink all day long and lives alone in seclusion.

Jiang Fan was curious. If so, where did Gu Qingshan come from? Biquku

Regarding his question, the sloppy scholar was particularly impatient: "I said, why do you care so much about other people's private lives? I don't know, I don't know where she picked up her son."

Jiang Fan's attitude towards him was very strange. Why did he feel unhappy just by mentioning this matter?

"I asked, what are you going to do in Shushan?"

Jiang Fan thought for a while and took out the rubbings from his arms: "I heard that Shushan is one of the three places with the largest number of books in the world. There must be many ancient books. I just want her to help me see this kind of writing. .”

The sloppy scholar took it over curiously and took a look at it: "...this...this seems to be a text older than the Phoenix Dynasty..."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Do you recognize it?"

The sloppy scholar shook his head: "I've heard of it, but I don't understand it. This kind of writing was born in ancient times. It was engraved on bells and tripods for worshiping heaven and earth, so it was called bell and tripod inscriptions by later generations. It is estimated that only two people can recognize it so far. Three people.”

Jiang Fan knows the difficulty. In order to identify this kind of writing, he has consulted countless ancient books, but still can't recognize a few. You must know that he was also a professional liberal arts student in his previous life. "Do you think Zhang Kuang can recognize it?"

The sloppy scholar frowned: "It's hard to say...

That shrewd... that shrewd woman may have a weird temperament, but she has many ancient books at home, so if you don't keep them all, you will know."

Jiang Fandao: "From what you say, bookaholics have a changeable personality and are afraid of not being able to see anyone."

The sloppy scholar snorted: "Nine times out of ten, I would like to advise you to be prepared to be rejected. In the past twenty years, I have not heard of anyone who can get into the academy."

Jiang Fan laughed and said, "If you really can't do it, go ahead."

The sloppy scholar squinted at him: "Where do you think you are? There is not only one book maniac, but also three hundred book guards, plus Zhang Laodao's father. If nothing else, this old monster was a saint half a century ago. Jing, have you eaten the heart of a bear or the courage of a leopard?"

Ah? Jiang Fan was slightly surprised. Heavenly Master is enough. He still has a father alive?

The sloppy scholar said: "Not to mention that the entire mountain of books is a big formation. Once activated, even the great sage may not be able to escape misfortune. How can you two get through?"

Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "I was just saying it for fun...uh...that's not right, aren't we three?"

The sloppy scholar waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'm not a human being. I don't intend to go up and mess with that woman. I want to go to you."

Jiang Fan looked at him a little strangely: "You guy...there's something wrong with you..."

The sloppy scholar muttered a few words and took a few sips of wine with his wine gourd.

"I would like to advise you, think about how to knock on the door. In addition, after you go up, don't do two things. First, don't mention Zhang Laodao. Second, if you can get up by luck, don't move. Cao Yimu, please be careful not to touch the book."

After saying that, he leaned against the carriage with his wine gourd in his arms and fell asleep.

Jiang Fan looked at him, squinting and lost in thought.

Two days later, we arrived at the foot of Shushan.

The scene in front of me was very unexpected. Not only was the Shushan Mountain extremely steep, it was also high in the mountains, densely forested, and overgrown with grass. There was no way to see the way up the mountain.

Only two words are engraved on a large stone at the foot of the mountain that has gone through many vicissitudes of life - Shushan.

Logically speaking, this should be the mountain gate, but unfortunately there is no road.

Jiang Fan was greatly puzzled. It seemed a bit disrespectful to say that this situation was not difficult for warriors like him and Ying Wuming, but you couldn't just leap up the mountain.

The sloppy scholar went to find a place to sleep with his gourd in his arms. Before leaving, he just told them not to break in, and they could knock on the door by hitting the stone with gold and iron seven times.
Chapter completed!