Chapter 60: Breakthrough, New Changes in the Suet Yushu
On the 30th day of the first lunar month, the academy closed for bathing.
But Li Changan got up early in the morning.
"Brother..." There was a murmur next to her. Liu Linglong rubbed her eyes and poked her little head out of the quilt, half asleep.
Ever since she got into Li Changan's bed last time, Liu Linglong would jump onto Li Changan's bed every now and then.
Unable to rely on her efforts, Li Changan and Liu Zhiyin made a rule: they could lie on the same bed, but they had to sleep separately, each with a quilt.
"You can sleep a little longer. Brother has something to do today and has to go out first." Li Changan reached out and touched Liu Linglong's hair.
During this period of time, she insisted on taking medicinal soup baths, and the little girl no longer looked like she was malnourished before.
The skin is fairer, and although it is still a little green, there is a hint of coldness between the eyebrows. The two completely different temperaments blend together without any contradiction.
"Then you have to come back early." Liu Linglong was like a little kitten, pressing her head against Li Changan's palm, "Sister said she wanted to go shopping with me today."
"Okay, brother, I'll be back when I finish my work. If you want to eat or buy anything, just ask sister. I'll leave all the money with sister." Li Changan doted on Liu Linglong and laid down the quilt for Liu Linglong before leaving the warm bed.
end of January,
The weather is still so cold that it makes people shiver.
Li Changan left home without breakfast and ordered a bowl of noodles from a noodle shop near his home.
"Boss, add a tiger egg."
"Master, are you going out so early today?"
"Haha, yes, there is still something going on in the academy."
Li Changan took out five cents and walked to the back table with his face in hand, his back facing the door.
Not long after, there was a conversation behind me,
"Uncle Liu, let's have a bowl of clear noodle soup." The voice was as soft as a feather, not the gentleness of a sister-in-law, but light and airy as if floating in the air.
"I haven't seen Miss Yan for a few days."
"Hey, there was a cold weather the past few days."
"No wonder those guys keep saying that without Miss Yan's pipa, Goulan will lose its flavor."
"Uncle Liu made fun of me again."
Not long after, Li Changan heard the movement behind him.
That girl Yan is sitting on the table behind her.
Goulan is different from a brothel. It is a gathering place for various arts such as opera singing, storytelling, and singing. It does not engage in skinny business.
Various people who eat this kind of food will perform on the stage, and the onlookers below will reward you with money if they are enjoying themselves. If they are not satisfied, they will not give you money.
Goulan also sells tea and snacks, which can support himself, but he doesn't make much money.
After Li Changan finished eating the noodles, he stood up and left, subconsciously glancing at this girl Yan.
She is as petite and frail as a willow, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind, and her face is a bit abnormally pale.
She is wearing an eye-catching blue long skirt with a short jacket on top. It’s strange that she’s not cold if she wears this little in this kind of weather.
When Li Changan looked over, Miss Yan was holding a noodle bowl in both hands, sipping the noodle soup in small sips, but her eyes were full of happiness.
Shaking his head, Li Changan said hello to the noodle shop owner and walked to the academy.
It's a day off for rest today, and there's almost no one in the academy.
But it coincided with the settlement of the Literary Saint List at the end of the month, so Deputy Director Xu specially asked him to go to the academy.
Arriving at the academy, Li Changan went straight to the seventh floor of the ninth tower.
Deputy Director Xu was already waiting. He pushed open the stone door of a secret room in the deepest part, and the rich literary energy continued to roll out.
"Go in, the Literary Saint List has been officially settled at three quarters of the hour, and the academy's 10% reward has been arranged."
After Li Changan finished the ceremony, he strode into the secret room. The surroundings and the ground were surrounded by bluestones, and crystals as bright as stars floated above his head.
The rich literary spirit gushes out from these crystals.
Li Changan sat cross-legged on the ground, moving the writing instrument and swallowing up the literary energy in the secret room.
At three quarters of the hour,
Li Changan's body suddenly shook.
A bell seemed to be ringing in the Wen Palace, and Li Changan seemed to see a milky-white Wen Saint List slowly unfolding above the Wen Palace.
At the same time, a voice as majestic as the sound of heaven sounded in my ears,
"Fame is luck. I hope you can gather the luck of the human race again."
The sound echoed in Wen Gong, and Wen Gong also trembled.
With every tremor, in Li Changan's perception, Wen Gong became stronger.
It's like there are countless small hammers that are constantly hammering Wen Gong.
Immediately afterwards, a mountain-like beam of light dropped from the Wen Sheng Bang and landed on the first star above the Wen Palace.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
…
The stars beat like hearts, and waves of literary energy swept out of them.
Wen Gong also trembled crazily, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.
The stars greedily swallowed the essence of literature, swelling a little with every beat.
I don’t know how long it took, but under Li Changan’s gaze, the stars turned into a bright moon the size of a jade plate, hanging over Wen Palace.
The literary spirit is wrapped around the bright moon, ethereal and deep.
The milky white cultural energy turned into a waterfall, falling from the bright moon, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky.
Wen Qi turns into liquid!
Li Changan's mind was swaying. A poem that topped the list of literary saints could directly advance the cultivation of ninth-level literary spirit by a big step!
Just when Li Changan thought everything was over,
The mutton-fat jade book that had been silent all this time suddenly opened its pages with a clatter.
The literary spirit that originally flowed to the literary tapestry poured into the mutton-fat jade book.
On the empty pages, changes occurred that Li Changan had never imagined.
…
Walking out of the secret room, Li Changan was still stunned.
Three new pages appear on the mutton-fat jade book.
The first page contains "Two Poems on Willow Branches by Xintian Sheng", one of which has a famous line that has been passed down through the ages, "The exquisite dice are loaded with red beans, and I miss you deeply."
The second page contains "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", one of the four great legends in ancient China.
The third page contains Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow Shiqing Tie" and "Kong Shizhong Tie". The specific details can only be known after copying.
This is the second variation of the mutton-fat jade book.
After devouring a huge amount of literary energy, brand new content will appear, but this content is completely random, like opening a blind box.
"How is it?" Xu Nian's voice interrupted Li Changan's meditation.
"Wen Qi has melted into liquid." Li Changan answered truthfully.
"Where are the poems and stars? Has there been any change?" Xu Nian asked hurriedly.
"Like the bright moon!"
Xu Changchang breathed a sigh of relief,
"Okay, okay, okay... This is your true heritage. The literary spirit exuded by the poems and civilizations is stronger than the stars of poems and essays. If things go on like this, the benefits will be endless..."
"Let's go, follow me to the Zhushan Treasure House, where the Master is waiting for you."
A smile appeared on Xu Nian's face, the writing instrument in his palm rotated, and a large ancient seal character appeared under their feet, shining brightly.
Before Li Changan could react, he disappeared from the spot.
When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in front of a stone house.
Qin Xiuman's short and fat figure came into view.
"I've met Mr. Zhanglou." Li Changan cupped his fists and saluted.
"Go in, you can only choose one thing, you have an hour." Qin Xiuman patted Li Changan on the shoulder.
Li Changan couldn't help but feel a black line in his head, and took a look at the ordinary stone house, which was even shabbier than his own house.
As if he understood what Li Changan was thinking, Qin Xiuman smiled and shook his head, held Li Changan's shoulders and pushed him in.
Li Changan stumbled into the stone house, and time suddenly changed.
What he saw in front of him made Li Changan stand still, motionless, his pupils shrinking violently.
It's as if you're under a starry sky. Are there any stone house walls in front of you?