Nightfall

After calming down, Ning Que looked at the ink on the paper and began to stun, silently thinking who left the words on the paper? Who is answering questions for yourself? Who is helping yourself in the dark? Why is he doing this?

Quietly turned to look to the east window, the female professor still calmly bowed down and looked at Xiao Yan, did not notice him here, Ning Que looked at the professor’s plain silhouette, thinking about the extremely disrespectful explanation of women on the back of the paper, subconscious Shaking his head, the slang words could not come from the hands of a female professor.

Will it be the Old Book Library downstairs? Ning Que frowns thought about this problem, and finally shook his head gently. Although the teaching was funny, but he could see that there was a person who was obedient. If he had to point his finger, he should be blunt, not Choose to stay in this way.

Thinking about it, I couldn’t think of who was the person who left the book on paper. Ning Que looked out the window in confusion and listened to the tweets of the male insects in the forest and grass, and immediately laughed and laughed. The book is probably an old-fashioned lesson from Academy. If Situ Yilan and the others see the words, they will jump up in anger.

The words in the book are combined with the attitude of the book and the attitude towards the woman. Although it is cumbersome, it is extremely simple and easy to understand. Otherwise, it is impossible for Ning Que to detect that it is possible in such a short period of time. From what he realized, in his view, the person who kept the book deliberately used this method to open up himself. The so-called self-destructive martyrdom, could not help but admire the extreme, and the person who silently thought about staying in the book must be A genius.

Since the person who claimed to be a book was a genius of the Academy, Ning Que’s attitude naturally became more serious. He picked up the “Ocean of Qi Mountain of Snow” and the thin paper to the end of the bookshelf. The piece of the evening sun sat down on the warm floor, and after a moment of calming, I began to read the book again.

Chen Pipi obviously underestimated the understanding ability of Ning Que, a poor person. Even if he did not write the last two paragraphs, he did not explain the woman’s extreme attitude. He only needed the previous words about objective facts and understanding, Ning Que. I can understand the true meaning he wants to express.

“Don’t understand, don’t think, just look at the text itself… Is this the Divine Talisman Grandmaster that the Academy copied the book that year? So what I need to do is to look at the words instead of thinking about the meaning of the words. “”

Ning Que looked at the booklet on the knee and thought for a long time. He spent a lot of time on these days, and kept reading the books in the building. He was very aware of the impact of those words on his spiritual world. It is worthwhile to try to think about the way the book is recommended by the book holders.

Just seeing a word or word that you know in mind, but you have to think about it, pretending not to know the meaning of the word or word, not even pretending, but to really forget the word or word. Meaning, no matter from what point of view, it is extremely difficult.

There is a big locust tree outside the hospital to spend your childhood. You saw this big locust tree today, but you have said that you have not seen it. You have to pretend that you don’t know it is a big locust tree, you have to forget it. It’s the big locust tree that has been with you for countless years, witnessed your naughty youth and even the first love kiss… Who can do this?

Ning Que didn’t open the booklet on her knees, and looked at the thin paper next to the book, but the thoughts drifted out of the window and floated to other places, thinking hard about how to be able to see the words.

“I want to forget all the words I know… How can I do this?”

The sunlight outside the west window was sprinkled on the brows of his tighter and tighter eyes, and the faint luster appeared. Suddenly, the end of the brow was slightly picked, and Ning Que’s eyes flashed a radiance. At this moment, he remembered many years ago. The word that was written in calligraphy once, remembered the word that he had written countless times with a brush in the past few years.

That “Yong” word.

For anyone who has received regular calligraphy training, Yongzi is always the most familiar word. During the Eastern Jin Dynasty of the World, the most prosperous bookmaker in history, Mr. Wang Xizhi, believed that the Yongzi Eight-Pie Just had the Eight Laws of the Shu. The so-called point is the side, the horizontal is the Le, the vertical is the 弩, the hook is the leap, and the decision is made. Grabbing, short-selling, and swearing, this is the famous eight-character.

Ning Que’s eyes are getting brighter and brighter. If a permanent word is opened and repeated, then it can basically form any word in the world. Then I use the eternal character to solve the word, so if I can recognize all the words as permanent characters?

He knows that this is not a wise method. This is not even a clever method. It is just a stupid method, and no one knows if this method can be used. But at this time, it is difficult for him to suppress his inner desire and impulse. Take a After the deep breath, without the the slightest hesitation opened the first page of “Ocean of Qi Mountain of Snow.”

“Heaven and Earth have breathing, it’s for the sake of…”

Ning Que stared at the front of the first sentence of the book, more accurately, he did not have the whole word in his eyes, only the first stroke of the day, the flat end of the end. As if there was a sharp knife painted in the darkness of the Spirit World, a slamming sound, the weak white rays of light oozing out of the tiny gap.

Then there was a second ink in his eyes, followed by a long squat, and the last one was a glimpse. The full and complete day of the book on the book page appeared in his eyes in this deconstructive way, appearing in his mind, and never formed a complete meaning.

It’s a word in the eyes, but it only allows you to see strokes. It doesn’t allow you to combine in your mind. It sounds simple. It’s extremely difficult to do this. It’s definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Fortunately, Ning Que has been practicing calligraphy for nearly two decades, and the word split has already become an instinct. The bookmaker asked to write each stroke first and then reorganize the framework. Now he is forcibly cutting off the most important part of the back in his mind. If the spiritual instinct requires the combination of those strokes, the deep mind is forever. The word began to play an important role, and he was understood by himself as a part of the word Yong, not a part of the word!

Even if he is, it is extremely difficult to do this kind of illusion as a real thing. He has already concentrated his own spirits at this time. The hands holding the books are slightly trembling, and the back of the robe has been poured out like a pulp. The sweat is wet, the eyelashes are painfully moving, and the lips are very tight, like the first time in childhood, licking the tip of the pen.

After the ink on the book entered his eyes, it did not become blurred as many times as before, and became a cloud of ink, and then drifted away from the paper and began to sway his mind, but it was extremely clear. Slowly presented in the field of vision, quietly tamed like the leaves floating on the windless lake.

At this time, Ning Que suddenly forgot how the texts tortured themselves. They just looked at the strokes quietly and watched the glimpse of the front, as if they saw the lake under the breeze. Those leaves slowly drifted eastward and drifted westward or floated close to themselves.

There were no winds and waves, no wolves on the rainstorm grassland of the Spring Wind Pavilion. His eyes were sitting in the warm afternoon sun, sitting on the floor at the end of the bookshelf, the trembling hands no longer tremble, and the taut body gradually Relaxing, the lips that are next to each other gradually relax, no fainting, no fainting, no vomiting, only calm.

The wind and the wind are always soft and graceful. The insects in the forest and grass outside the building once again begin to sing cheerfully, celebrate this happy spring day, celebrate the new world full of fun and appear in front of their own eyes, wrapped in a gentle spring breeze. These songs floated into the window, rippling in the empty space of the Old Book Library, occasionally falling on the boy, gently twitching his clothes, twitching before the robes, there seems to be some kind of invisible power flowing slowly inside. .

The traces on the shackles before the robes are not able to coherently merge, and every part of the chest and abdomen will be quietly folded back, just like the spring breeze lifts the waves on the lake, pushing the leaves of the water to all around, and finally touch To the lakeside stone wall will be silently turned back, after all, can not land or break the shore.

The female professor at the east window seemed to have sensed something at this time. The eyebrows were slightly lifted. She raised her face and listened quietly to the insects and spring breeze outside the window. Then she turned to look at the teenager under the west window. Lightly smiled.

“It’s for the sake of…”

Ning Que saw the interest words, and suddenly his heart was dim, his eyes left the book in the consciousness, and the whole word was blown in with a complete structure. With a bang, a naughty shepherd boy threw a stone into the small lake. The water wave started slightly, and the swaying leaves went to chaos. He only felt a sigh in his mind and suddenly became awake.

Although there have been many experiences, this interest word still has a great shock to his spiritual world. He groaned, right hand lightning bolted out to the wooden floor, barely supported the body, forcibly turned around I dare not read any of the words on the book, and my face is extremely pale.

Even so, his pale cheeks were filled with an uncontrollable smile, because he knew that he did see the door, although it was not necessarily the door that the scholar wanted to open for himself. But at least after he opened the door, he didn’t faint, and he had a feeling of faintness. If you continue to look at it in this way, and whether you can see the wonders of Cultural World, the road to calligraphy will be big. There are benefits.

Instead of rushing to get up, he continued to sit cross-legged in the sun, closed his eyes and began to recall his previous feelings, trying to find those strokes deep in his mind, those that dissipated on the lake.

I don’t know how long it took, his eyes opened and he smiled. He stood up and walked to the case on the west window. He picked up the brush and a new piece of paper. After a little sinking, he started to stay there. The writer wrote back.

In the reply, he first sincerely thanked the other party for pointing, and then wrote his own solutions and doubts in a very candid manner. Please ask the other person to comment on whether it is feasible. Finally, he asked very seriously: “When reading meditation, Seeing the direction of the leaves in the lake, is the Divine Talisman Master strokes intended? I saw the leaves in the lake drifting away from the traces, but there are rules and ruins, and the chest and abdomen Ocean of Qi feels…”

“That… but Psyche Power?”

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(To be continued)