Lu Sheng? This is the first time I have heard of this name. Logically speaking, if he is a god, why don’t I know this name?
But Xu Huizhu seemed a little confused.
I leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Azhu, what's wrong? Have you heard of his name?"
Xu Huizhu shook her head hesitantly, "I don't know, I can't remember clearly, but the name Lu Sheng is very familiar."
The dark-skinned Lu Sheng didn't care about his appearance. He walked to the center of the mat and sat down as if he was very tired.
The book boy followed Lu Sheng's instructions and walked into the alchemy room to take care of the heat of the elixir.
Jia Dao quickly walked to the corner of the room, poured the boiling water into the pot with tea leaves, poured it into a cup, and brought it to Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng took Jia Dao's tea and took a big sip. The black soot and charcoal dust were swallowed by Lu Sheng together with the tea. The tea that overflowed from the corner of his mouth left a mark on his chin, but it was probably because the dust was very thick.
, unexpectedly did not reveal the true color of Lu Sheng’s skin.
Lu Chang let out a long breath, and Jia Dao quickly said, "Lu Shenxian, I'm tired."
Lu Sheng nodded, "Nothing? I'm going to make alchemy these days, what are you doing?"
"No, nothing?" Jia Dao answered quickly, fearing that Lu Sheng would be able to understand that we wanted to find the secret recipe for refining the Immortality Pill in the book.
Looking at the nervous Jia Dao, Xu Huizhu was happy and said bluntly, "We actually want to see if there is any secret recipe for alchemy in the book."
"Did you see it?" Lu Sheng asked with interest.
"Of course not, you have too many books here." Xu Huizhu replied.
Lu Sheng laughed loudly, "How can the recipe for alchemy be here?"
"Oh, how do you feel after reading these books?" Lu Sheng asked.
"Most of them are the Book of Songs and biographies of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Many of them are unheard of, but they have given me some insights." Xu Huizhu replied.
"Well, yes, these are Confucian books. These are the real Confucian books. Confucian books are the best books, and Confucianism by Confucius is the best knowledge!" Lu Sheng mentioned the books and mentioned
Confucianism, the voice is imperceptibly loud.
"Not all Confucian knowledge is good!" I don't agree with Lu Sheng's words.
"What did you say?" Lu Sheng was furious. He stood up suddenly and pointed at me with his finger. His veins were exposed with anger and his whole body was trembling.
Looking at Lu Sheng's performance, I felt very puzzled. What does it matter? What I said is not wrong! In fact, to be honest, any theory will have its advantages and disadvantages, and as time goes by,
The limitations of history are even more obvious. The same is true for Confucian learning, and I really don’t think highly of Confucian learning.
"Say it again!" Lu Sheng yelled, pointing at my nose.
Looking at Lu Sheng's actions, I was also very angry. So what if I say it again.
"What's wrong? Yes, Confucian things are becoming more and more outdated now!" Looking at Lu Sheng who was yelling at me, I also stood up.
Jia Dao was standing behind Lu Sheng at this time. Seeing Lu Sheng and I getting angry, he was a little scared and yelled at me fiercely, "Shut up! Didn't you hear what Mr. Lu said?"
As Jia Dao spoke, he winked at me quietly.
Of course I understand what Jia Dao means. Jia Dao is afraid that if Lu Sheng is angry, what will happen if Lu Sheng doesn't give us the Immortality Pill?
But I never want to compromise.
"What? Am I right?" I asked.
Looking at the menacing Lu Sheng, I secretly prepared myself to prevent this angry guy from rushing towards me.
But the angry Lu Sheng suddenly sat down and said angrily, "Okay, okay! I want to hear you tell me what's wrong with Confucianism. If what you say is wrong, I won't forgive you!"
In fact, Confucius founded Confucianism, which was still very advanced in ancient times, and many things are still advisable today.
However, the real merit of Confucianism is to provide a theoretical basis for the transformation of slave society into feudal society. Everything serves the feudal government. For example, the king, the king, the ministers, the father, the son, the king, the minister must die, and the punishment cannot be punished.
Doctors, wait, this is a shortcoming of the system. There is also the idea that if one is good at studying, one should become an official. This undoubtedly provides the basis for today's craze for civil servants.
Nowadays, the social structure is evolving day by day, and using Confucianism to guide the people will not only regress, but also harm the country.
I said it one by one. Of course, I won’t say more here, otherwise, this book will become a theoretical book.
Listening to me pointing out the shortcomings of Confucianism one by one, Xu Huizhu couldn't help but clapped her hands in praise.
Jia Dao shouted "Hello" without realizing it, and then quickly looked at Lu Sheng secretly, fearing that he would be angry.
Because Lu Sheng's face was so dark with smoke, it was no longer clear whether he was turning purple or blue with anger. Anyway, it could be seen from the way he bared his teeth and claws that he was already furious.
Jia Dao was a little panicked and said quickly, "Don't be angry, will it hurt you if you are angry?" Then he glared at me fiercely, fearing that the matter of the longevity pill would come to nothing.
Jia Dao lowered his head and asked Lu Sheng cautiously, "Is that longevity pill almost ready?"
Lu Sheng sneered and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine soon. When you get to my place, how can you leave without taking a pill of longevity?"
Jia Dao was overjoyed when he heard that there were pills to eat. But Xu Huizhu and I felt something was wrong from Lu Sheng's words. We looked at each other.
At this time, the alchemy room suddenly made a "click" sound, like the sound of a large vat being smashed.
Lu Sheng's expression became even more angry, and he looked at the alchemy room.
Jia Dao, on the other hand, was worried that the elixir would be broken, so he turned his head towards the alchemy room. Xu Huizhu and I didn't know what was going on in the alchemy room, so we looked towards the past together.
After a while, the door of the alchemy room opened and the book boy came out.
The appearance of the book boy was also blackened by smoke, and his clothes had more burnt holes, just like Lu Sheng. The book boy's body was even more filthy, not only like a friend from Africa, but also like Africa
The coal pickers and book boys who came here looked extremely embarrassed, and they had no sense of being immortal at all.
But we didn't make fun of the book boy. We all stared at the thing in the book boy's hand. The book boy held a covered clay pot in his right hand.
The appearance of the pottery pot is very simple, the pottery pot is small, and the earthy yellow pottery pot exudes a faint luster.
The clay pot in the black hands of the book boy is completely free of dust, which is in sharp contrast to the black donkey-like book boy.
The scholar carefully walked up to us holding the clay pot with his right hand. Jia Dao was speechless, pointing at the clay pot and facing the scholar, speechless. Xu Huizhu and I were also extremely curious, not knowing about this legendary immortality.
What Dan is like.
"Yes, here is the elixir of longevity." The scholar said expressionlessly, then turned to the book boy and asked sharply, "What was the noise in the elixir room just now?"
The bookboy lowered his head and whispered, "The alchemy furnace is burned out."
Lu Sheng immediately became angry, picked up a bamboo ruler from the ground, and shouted, "Stretch out your hand!" The book boy stretched out his hand.
Just as we were about to persuade him, the scholar quickly picked up the bamboo ruler and struck the scholar's outstretched left hand hard.
There was only a "snap" sound, and the bamboo ruler hit the book boy's hand. The book boy's hand was not swollen because of the blow of the bamboo ruler, because the book boy's hand was missing.
The bookboy's hand was broken.
Like extremely crispy charcoal, the black palm shattered into pieces under the strong blow. An unbroken black finger flew in the air a few times, fell to the ground, and broke into several pieces.
.The delicate hands of the book boy who once made us tea and poured water disappeared, and they just turned into charcoal of different sizes, scattered on the ground.
Lu Sheng's expression was calm, and his temper was vented by teaching the bookboy.
The book boy stood motionless, his right hand still holding the clay pot, and his left arm still stretched out, but the left hand in front of his wrist had disappeared. Not a drop of blood flowed from the wrist connected to his left hand, and it was still black.
Lu Sheng hit the boy with a bamboo ruler so hard that cracks appeared on the boy's wrist, like cracks on charcoal.
The book boy didn't seem to feel pain because of the disappearance of his hand, and he didn't even blink his eyebrows. We were dumbfounded, how could this happen? It was just refining elixirs, not ourselves.
Before we even had time to think, Lu Sheng had already reached out and carefully took off the lid of the clay pot that the book boy was holding in his right hand. He looked at us with a gentle expression and said softly, "Please use Dan!"
(Everyone, I have refined the elixir, why don’t you cast a vote?)