Chapter 637 The people who ate that three hundred years ago
However, Rao Yi's answer surprised Lin Su. This old man is really a great scholar of the human race!
How can a great human scholar live over 300 years old?
Rao Yi also explained that this old man ate "immortal meat mushroom" when he was young, so he broke through the human life span...
Hearing this answer, Lin Su had a strange expression on his face, as if his teeth were sour...
Qi Yao listened to the conversation between the two, feeling excited and proud...
Because her man is talking to a top literary scholar...
Who among the ordinary young scholars is qualified to talk to top scholars on an equal footing? As for her man, he not only talks on an equal footing, but also occupies the absolute right to speak. Dean Rao's analysis of the matter is not as thorough as his.
But the sudden mention of the three-hundred-year-old scholar, and the sour expression on his face, made Qi Yao a little confused. She quietly sent a message to Lin Su: What is the Immortal Meat Zhi?
Lin Su answered, "Undead Meat Zhi" is a more elegant term. In fact, the true appearance of this thing is a bit less elegant...it is the shit of the Undead Beast King!
The expression on Qi Yao's face also changed, and she felt a little sore...
He revealed the big secret that the fairy fruit is actually a magic fruit!
He raised his hand and struck, and the monster that even Dean Rao, a half-step literary world, could not defeat, was directly exploded by him.
As soon as these words came out, Dean Rao's eyes lit up.
Although Qi Yao's answer was not showy, she seemed to be happy. Maybe this is true for women. If her husband is outstanding, she is happier than if she is outstanding.
The yard is definitely a good yard, and the people who live there are definitely not related to the culture, elegance, and style.
But, is this how you remember geography?
All are recorded in words, directions are expressed in terms of southeast, northwest, and distances are distinguished in miles and miles?
Pushing open the courtyard door, Lin Su suddenly suffered from trypophobia due to the chaos inside.
Oh my god, who can understand a geography treatise like yours?
Who is in the mood to watch?
Dean Rao was a noble person. Even if the magistrate of Ningzhou wanted to see him, he had to see whether he was in a good mood or not, but Dean Rao fell in front of him and took the initiative to see him.
The dean coughed: "Mr. Li!"
This separation not only prevents everyone from hearing their voices, it is also a visual isolation. In the eyes of everyone, the three people talking are really above the clouds.
Lin Su's eyes widened...
The eyes of Mr. Li in front of him suddenly lit up: "The mountains are not high, if there are immortals, they will be famous; if the water is not deep, if there are dragons, there will be spirits. This is a wonderful sentence! Grandmaster Lin is really extraordinary!"
The first row from right to left is: "天下".
Of course, some people are full of fear.
As soon as his face became clear, the conversation became normal. Mr. Li added: "Grandmaster Lin said that I care about the world with my heart, but I don't know if I know who I am?"
Lin Su has one sentence and three famous quotes. Even though this old man is unhappy when he sees a twenty-year-old entering the literary world, he is still a literary person after all. He cannot erase his love for eternal famous quotes, let alone these eternal famous quotes.
Every sentence struck a chord in his heart and made him agree with it incomparably (The mountains are not high, if there are immortals, they will be famous; if the water is not deep, if there are dragons, there will be spirits. From this extension, it should be that the literary position is not high, but there are real materials.
That's fine, this is exactly what he wanted), and his face suddenly became clearer.
How to say?
The old man raised his head and looked at Dean Rao without any reaction. In fact, no one could possibly see his body movements.
What is written on the paper is: "Thirty-seven miles east of Nanyang City, there is a stream eight feet wide, named Xiangxi. Xiangxi runs to the southeast. Twelve miles away is the inner city. To the right of the inner city, seventy miles away is the river city. In the middle, there is a river city.
There is a mountain peak, Mingli Mountain..."
Rao Yi smiled: "Where is Grandmaster Lin? How do you read it?"
If someone knew in advance that Lin Su was at the teahouse, if someone knew in advance that Lin Su was planning to show off her skills, then 99% of people would have thought that Lin Su Lu's skills would be poetry.
Holy shit!
This game is too big and too dangerous...
How to eliminate?
Rao Yi glanced at their faces and added: "When we arrive at Mr. Li's territory, please don't mention Immortal Rouzhi. This old man has a very weird temper..."
That's nature, that's nature!
Lin Su and Qi Yao nodded together!
This matter has nothing to do with whether you have a good temper or not. Even a person with a good temper does not like others to talk about his shit...
But, he is not!
Sure enough, soon, several great scholars appeared in front of them and told them that you must go to the Confucian Temple immediately to eliminate the evil ways and evil spirits...
Lin Su understood.
Including Lin Su!
Are you too unreasonable, old man?
That fairy has proven to be a demon, and the fairy fruit she sent has proven to be a demon fruit!
If they swallow them, will they be better?
The second row is: "View".
The teahouse conversation between the two literary legends seems to be very close to the people in their teahouse, but in fact, they are far away, because Dean Rao separated the rest of the crowd with the "nine palaces" of the chess game.
Lin Su nodded: "The mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be famous; if the water is not deep, there will be dragons, so what's the point of being high or low? No desire or pursuit, no self-exaltation, the old man sees the world with his eyes and cares about the world with his heart, Su
Deeply respect it!”
Having not entered the literary field for three hundred years, and not daring to criticize the temple, this old man was almost upset inside, and he was unhappy when he saw someone with a higher literary rank than him.
Soon, he knew why...
His bad mouth is really not caused by eating shit. His bad mouth is caused by past experiences that made him unhappy!
Longevity is a good thing, but it's shit...
Comparing people to others is really depressing.
Who?
The lucky stars of previous days, including today’s lucky stars!
They are those literary geniuses who have obtained the fairy fruit and taken it.
Rao Yi pointed at the signboard and smiled slightly: "Boy, how do you pronounce these three characters?"
Suddenly, all the literary talents in the building, including literary geniuses from all over the world, were completely exhausted.
Entering the inner room, the density is even more exaggerated!
It’s all paper!
Various types of papers were piled up into mountains. He glanced over them, and thanks to his good eyesight, he found a melon with a head in the middle of several paper mountains. This person was sitting in the middle of the paper piles, writing with a pen. It was no exaggeration to say that
, the paper really almost buried him, and only his head was left...
"Li Laohao has worked so hard. Today, I made a special trip to visit and brought a distinguished guest!" Dean Rao gently pointed at Lin Su with his hand: "This is a legend of Da Cang Literary and Dao, Qing Qing
Lin Su, the first master of Lian Dynasty!"
The people in Shili Teahouse watched them leave with complicated expressions.
Yes, you can view the world, and you can also view the world. The "guan" in the former is a noun, and when combined it is a place name. The "guan" in the latter is a verb, and when combined it is an ambition. In the past three hundred years, I have traveled around the world and recorded
Aren't all kinds of strange things and strange objects just for observing the world?
"This is the best annex of Lingnan University, but he turned it into this..." Rao Yi shook his head gently: "I have tried to clean it up for him many times, but he still refused to let me..."
With your mess of southeast, northwest, and miles, who can find where it is? Your record of this is definitely an unprecedented big project. For others to understand, it will burn an astronomical number of brain cells...
Lin Su smiled and said: "Maybe the old man prefers to 'view the world'!"
It depends on your luck. If you are lucky enough, the monsters may be able to be eliminated. If you are not lucky, the literary roots of Wenshan's literary world will be completely destroyed!
Several talented people who were frightened and fell down cried and howled, and were taken away softly. Mr. Nanfeng's face turned pale. He had really played a roller coaster today (if there is such a thing in the world), and he was very lucky.
After getting the fairy fruit, it stands to reason that he must swallow it immediately. If Lin Su hadn't taken action, he would have swallowed it. If he really swallowed it, his literary path might have ended.
Various stone tablets and strange objects are placed in random directions, and some are simply half-buried in the mud. The rockery with a simple shape is hidden behind the debris, and the precious ornamental tree species are leaned against it by a few stones.
On the top, I bent over under the pressure. The small pool, which was originally designed to be very aesthetically pleasing, was completely filled with stones and could not even hold water. A new water channel was opened beside it.
Lin Su's eyes flashed, but before he could speak, Qi Yao spoke up: "View from the world! This old man is very courageous."
With thousands of talented people on the same stage, anyone who stands up will be the focus of the crowd, so everyone who stands up will show off their skills.
Lin Su's eyes fell on the tip of the old man's pen...
Not just this piece of paper, but all the papers in his room were like this.
Lin Su had a smile on his face and was ready to salute.
There is a sign in this yard, written vertically, in two rows.
This is a geographical monograph that records the topography and landforms of Da Cang in detail.
Lin Su and Qi Yao followed Rao Yi and turned around in the air, landing in front of an ancient courtyard.
Oh my god, that 300-year-old Confucian scholar lived a long life because he ate shit...
Lin Su's eyes widened. The dean of the First Mansion planned to help him clean it up personally?
What does this mean?
Dean Rao urgently sent a message: Master Lin must not argue with him. This old man has a withdrawn temperament. He has not been able to break into the literary world for three hundred years. He has deep grudges in his heart. He even has a certain disdain for the great Confucians. The higher his literary position, the more likely he will be.
I have a bad mouth...
Rao Yi laughed loudly: "Grandmaster Lin must be this senior's confidant! What this senior flaunts to the world is his ambition to view the world."
However, Mr. Li's face darkened slightly: "I don't have Qinglian here, nor do I have a master. I would like to ask you two masters of literature not to set foot on this lowly place."
This temperament is really weird and paranoid, but it makes sense if you think about it carefully. Anyone who is stuck in the Wenlu realm for three hundred years will be annoyed.
The three of them flew away and entered Lingnan University.
Daru's answer made them collapse on the spot...
Geography is really not for you.
He breathed out softly: "It should be a geographical monograph written by Mr. Li, which records in detail the mountains, rivers, and cities in Da Cang."
There was a look of pride on Mr. Li's face: "Tell me, if I complete this masterpiece, will it be regarded as a great contribution to the future? Will it be enough to open up a literary career?"
"Ahem..." Lin Suzhen couldn't answer. If he said yes against his will, he was worried that the old man would never look back on this wrong road. If he said no, he was also worried that the fruits of hundreds of years of labor of this old man would be rejected.