Jun Qing couldn't wait to lead him the way: "Follow me."

She swayed her body and led her to the back of the golden chariot, where there was a stone tablet that was exactly the same as the ten thousand-character stone tablet.

"When you walk in, you will return to Wenjia Village."

Wen Donglai was suspicious: "Why is she so familiar with this place?"

But he didn't say it.

He walked to the stone monument and looked at it. His calm gaze was slowly replaced by a complicated and unspeakable emotion.

I saw four words clearly written on the stone tablet.

There are two characters on the left: Lianshan.

There are two characters on the right: "Gui Zang".

And these four characters are actually written in Chinese characters.

"Lianshan, Guizang...Lianshan, Guizang... I seem to have heard of it somewhere... By the way..."

Wen Donglai was still in doubt when a line of words appeared in his mind for no reason.

"The method of the Three Changes of Taibuzhang, the first is called Lianshan, the second is called Guizang, and the third is called Zhouyi."

Seeing his silence on the spot, Jun Qing smiled and said: "This was written by the ancient Emperor Tianru. It is rumored that there are two articles about heaven and earth in it. Only those who recognize these two words and are recognized by these two words can get these two articles about heaven and earth...

"

Before she finished speaking, she heard Wen Donglai mutter: "I recognize it."

"Do you recognize it?" Jun Qing was dumbfounded and stood still.

"In my hometown, there is another article called Zhouyi, which together with these two articles form three methods of divination. But unfortunately, Lianshan and Guizang are only legendary articles, and there are no records in the world at all."

Wen Donglai stared directly at the four Chinese characters, but in his mind he was thinking that the essence of Confucian calligraphy was to steal articles from heaven and earth.

Could it be that Emperor Tianrugu is a thief?

He used his superb Confucian calligraphy skills to steal the articles of heaven and earth that belonged to China from the earth.

He twisted his mouth fiercely and couldn't think about it anymore. If he continued to think about it, it would be difficult to sort out his racing thoughts.

Jun Qing's body trembled slightly, and the ink lines on the clown mask were swimming around like fish, making a mess.

After a long time, he sighed quietly: "Perhaps the world of foreign Confucianism and the Confucian Confucian Continent are really inextricably linked. I didn't expect that there are three methods of divination. So, aren't they three Confucian numeracy skills... You will quickly

Put your hand on it, quickly..."

"Press it up?" Wen Donglai didn't dare to stretch out his hand. He retracted his hand in his sleeves and shook his head vigorously, with a look of panic in his eyes: "I won't pick out the words on the stone tablet anymore. Don't even think about it."

"I'm not asking you to pick, I'm asking you to press."

"No, not even death." Wen Donglai shook his head more cheerfully, with a stubborn light shining in his eyes.

Just kidding, this world is full of weirdness. If you really press it, your life will be too long.

"Oh, these are three Confucian numeracy skills that are extremely wonderful. Maybe if you get it, you can calculate all the fortunes in the world. Wouldn't it be wonderful?" Jun Qing seduced him with frivolous words.

Wen Donglai shook his head like a rattle.

He spoke uprightly: "The beauty of life is to constantly fight against the unknown fate. So what if I know my fate? Has it changed? In this case, I would rather not know."

I never forgot to add: "If you are not destined to win, it would be better not to know."

"..."

Jun Qing was stunned for a while. Seeing that he could not be persuaded, he sighed quietly: "I have to admit that sometimes your words can pry other people's hearts. In this case, let's wait until you change your mind later. Let's go."

Wen Donglai didn't argue with her and plunged into the stone monument without looking back.

As soon as his eyesight dimmed, his sense of energy caught the violent surge of earth energy, as if it was pushing space.

The next second, he returned to the door of his home.

Jun Qing's clown mask twisted into a strange ink arc, and when he unfolded his wide sleeves, the giant stone tablet slowly shrank in size, and finally disappeared without a trace.

She murmured to herself: "In this case, I will put it into the world of Confucianism and slowly study it with the Confucian and Martial Saint from outside the territory. Well, he comes from the same place as Wen Donglai, so he should also recognize these words."

I turned around and took another look at the deserted bronze hall. It was lonely and calm, and it had been lonely for thousands of years.

Everything in the past will never come back.

She knelt down on one knee, her shoulders shaking slightly, and two strings of crystal water stains slipped from the clown mask.

"Goodbye, Ancient Emperor."

…

Wen Donglai slept at his own home that night.

Still sleepless that night.

With the crazy increase in flesh and blood power, he seemed to be tireless and full of endless strength.

I was bored, so I had a conversation with God. God's will is still a mess, but as long as man's will does not go against God's will, God will not be stingy in rewarding people with a little power.

The power of heaven can only be moved by Confucianism.

But Wen Donglai was an unruly person. He used his mortal body to forcibly move the power of heaven, so he could be called a heaven-defying monster.

In Xiaoxiaowenjia Village.

In his left hand, he grasped a bolt of lightning that fell from the sky and penetrated the heaven and earth like a thunder dragon.

He held a handful of flames spurting out from the chaotic virtual world in his right hand, roaring to heaven and earth like a giant.

Bend your arms slightly and bring your palms together.

Whether it was thunder or flames, they all turned into the purest form of heavenly power and merged into his flesh and blood.

It happened to make up for the natural power he had consumed in splitting the weird space.

He opened his eyes slightly, one eye was dark purple and the other was as red as the sun.

Well, like a hybrid golden cat.

At this time, he was full of health and mana, in his strongest state, ready to face the farewell on the second day.

"I'm finally leaving Kuru Town." Wen Donglai looked at the bright moon in the sky, lowered his head in thought, and thought of many people.

Mother in the old world, Wen Mu, Xiao Wen, Jun Qing, Ku Zhu, Zhao Wuxie, Gong Yangyan, Mo Longsheng, Mo Yanyu, Zi Hui, Zi Lin, Zi Yan, the young shopkeeper who sells clothes...

He has a habit of remembering everyone he meets in his life.

Everyone's "voice, smile, and appearance" will be vivid in his heart and remain vivid in his mind.

Take it out every once in a while to reflect on it, and mentally count which people he will never forget, and which people are just passers-by.

"This is the choice of the human heart."

Wen Donglai stood up straight and stretched his muscles, making crackling sounds.

He walked out of the house and looked at the rising sun. Facing the wordless stone tablet, his face softened slightly, but he bowed respectfully.

In any case, this stone tablet embodies my mother's three-year plan and great maternal love, and is worthy of his gift.

Then he turned and walked out of the village. When approaching the ferry gate, he turned his head again towards the direction of Wenjia Village and waved his hand.

He is saying goodbye...

The only response to him was the silence of heaven and earth...

When he stepped into the ferry gate, a man walked out of the dense forest and stood firmly in front of the wordless stone tablet...

Wen Donglai took the ferry to the west gate of Kuru Town. The west gate is the only exit out of Kuru Town.

In fact, Xiaoshi County is located a hundred miles due east of Kuru Town. Logically speaking, you should go out through the east gate of Kuru Town. However, Snake Climbing Mountain covers the entire Kuru Town in a large semicircle. To take the east gate, you must cross that road.

Blackwater River…

The river flowed backwards, and there were strange things. Even in the sky above the river, no living thing dared to pass by.

Therefore, you must go out from the west gate of Kuru Town, bypass the Heishui River, then turn back to the east, and then take the ferry gate to Xiaoshi County.

Wen Donglai arrived at the west gate of Kuru Town with nothing in his hands. At this time, there was already a sea of ​​people. At first glance, it looked like dumplings were being dropped in a pot.

"Are the folks so enthusiastic?"

The villagers of Kuru Town lined up on both sides of the road, leaving a three-foot-wide avenue in the middle, but there were only a few dozen people at the end of the avenue.

As he approached, the villagers on both sides responded to him with gentle smiles and deep envy.

Wen Donglai knew very well that these villagers could not live without Kuru Town from birth to death.

Half of them are non-Confucian people, and the other half are normal people who have Confucianism but failed to pass the government examination. They cannot gain freedom without paying the price, and they are imprisoned by the Confucian law of the world.

Most of them have long recognized their destiny and are content with the status quo, since they have no worries about food and clothing. However, most of those who are instigators in their hearts cannot escape the fate of being a Confucian grotesque or half-dead Confucian.

He smiled and nodded, walking step by step towards the end of the road, where he gathered with dozens of boys and girls.

The leader was still Mo Longsheng, with Tianru Zhuangyuan standing beside him, looking excitedly at Wen Donglai walking towards them.

"I've been waiting for you." Mo Longsheng's words contained a subtle hint of reproach.
To be continued...