Tick-tick-

Tick-tick-

There was a pendulum ringing, and Wen Donglai looked up.

The blood scattered by the Confucian characters began to fall, falling drop by drop on the ground, and the sound it made was like the sound of a pendulum swinging.

As the blood drips, less and less blood flows in all directions.

The blood dripping on the ground stirred up the surrounding clouds and smoke, forming a string of strange words floating faintly.

This character is completely different from the characters in Tianru Continent, but Wen Donglai recognized this character because it was the character in his hometown.

This is clearly a countdown scale, showing that the blood flow of Confucian characters will be exhausted in three hours.

As the blood flowed away, the entire Confucian Mansion was slowly enveloped in a gray tone, and it was difficult to see even a trace of green.

Wen Donglai felt completely bad.

Even a fool can understand that this Confucian mansion is slowly dying.

"Don't doubt it, this is your Confucian mansion. Save me and save yourself." This time it was not just words that were as ethereal as smoke, but also a voice in the air, as if coming from the horizon, full of pleading.

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Oh oh oh—

The sound of a cock crow brought Wen Donglai back to reality from his dream. He quickly woke up from his "bad" state, but the strange feeling in his heart still persisted.

"This is a warning, but also a request for help. My Confucian is asking for help." Wen Donglai shouted: "I only have less than three hours left to live."

The ending of those five people will happen to me again in three hours, and I don't know if I can reverse my destiny.

"hope so."

Regardless of the reason for his Confucianism, the last words in the dream still echoed in his ears like thunder: "Save me...save yourself..."

It turns out that Ru, who was born with him, has always been there, and the original owner of this body has never been able to sense the existence of Ru. Now that he can sense it, it is a shocking dream.

Moreover, Ru is still in deep danger and will ask for help.

Thinking of the romantic legend about people and Confucianism living and dying together, Wen Donglai suddenly felt bad.

His cheeks tangled together and he quickly got up from the bed, clenching his fists. It was obvious that he was worried inside.

It took him a long time before he made up his mind: "I would rather believe that something exists than something that doesn't exist."

After all, the memories of the five people in the dream were so real that they almost made him think that he had really lived in those fantasy worlds.

No matter how complete the dream is, it is impossible to replay the life memories of five people.

This Confucian dream is so weird.

Three hours, life and death race against time, it depends on who is faster.

"Mom, I'm going to take a walk in Kunru Town."

"Yeah, but you go around for a while and come back early to review your homework." Wen's mother was wiping the ten thousand-character stone tablet that Wen Donglai usually bowed to. She hoped that her son would be enlightened and did not want to interfere too much with Wen Donglai's freedom.

It was rare that Wen Dong came and wanted to go out for a walk by himself, and she was also willing to do so, but asked him to come back early.

After bidding farewell to his mother, Wen Donglin glanced at the ten-thousand-character stone tablet as he was leaving the house.

In my memory, Mother Wen treasured this very ordinary stone tablet very much, and she didn't know if there was any secret hidden in it.

He doesn't have time to think about this now, after all, his and Ru's life is more important.

He walked to a square wooden door at the end of the village. The wooden door was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, like a woman with a big butt. It had attractive curves and was engraved with flowers, birds, cordyceps, and the word "Dumen" written on it.

This is a ferry gate that showcases the "ancient building technology". Once you step in, you can go wherever you want to go.

Gulou Technology is the general term for the science and technology of this Tianru Continent, and the height it can reach is at least several geometric multiples higher than that of the earth. It was difficult for Wen Donglai to piece together the mystery and development of 'Gulou Technology' from his memory. After all, this

The owner of the body has never even left the small town of Kuru.

Wen Donglai gently pushed the ferry door, and a human-shaped pit of the same size as him immediately appeared on the surface of the wooden door, with a dim light shining from the inside out.

"Welcome to Dumen Mansion, guest, where do you want to go?" A whisper came into my ears.

Wen Donglai walked in, and in the dark space, relying on his memory, he said with great skill: "Kuru Town East Gate, please hurry up."

His heart has already flown to Kuru Town.

"Okay, please wait."

The ferry door closed and another buzzing sound was heard in my ears.

Wen Donglai relaxed his brows and gave a rare smile: "Here we go, high technology is good, much easier to use than buses."

Tianru Continent is undoubtedly a world with perfect civilization development. Both science and technology and humanities are advancing hand in hand. And when you see this world, you will always feel a seamless connection between the past and the present, because the concept of peace is precious.

It is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so there has never been a world-class war in this world, and everything in civilization has made a perfect transition to the present. The modern era is also called the Ancient Building Century.

He pushed open the ferry door and walked out, wondering which way to go.

It was already dawn at this time, and many street stalls and shops had opened their doors to welcome guests and started doing business.

The ancient buildings are lined up with beautiful grilles. The place is filled with the ancient charm of ancient books and the enlightened atmosphere of ancient buildings.

Wen Donglai walked all the way and felt their Confucian businessman style, clearly marked prices, honest and sincere, and good for the world.

But the only thing I don't understand is that this world has already been infinitely close to universal unity.

Ordinary people basically have no shortage of food, clothing and housing. They can be said to have no worries about food and clothing. Why do they do business so diligently? Is it the traditional virtue of hard work and humility that is causing trouble?

In fact, if what happened last night had not happened, it would be quite comfortable to be an ordinary person in this world.

At least I don't have to worry about food, drink and housing.

It's just that he doesn't have time to care about these trivial matters now. He has an important purpose for this trip, which is to find Mo Longsheng, the only great scholar in Kunru Town.

He has heard a lot about Mo Longsheng. Mo Longsheng is a great Confucian and is proficient in the two Confucian arts of "shooting and counting". He is not only the patron saint of Kuru Town, but also the fortune teller of Kuru Town.

Moreover, the gate of his Mo Mansion faces all directions, and no one will be turned away. Anyone with difficult problems can go to him.

He also has the qualities to help the world, so Wen Donglai wanted to ask him for help.

In the Tianru Continent, Confucianism has gone through tens of thousands of years of development. Nowadays, Confucianism no longer only refers to ‘scholars’. In fact, scholars are just people who have mastered the ‘art of Confucian calligraphy’.

A true Confucian is proficient in the six arts of Confucianism, etiquette, music, archery, imperial edicts, and calligraphy. He is able to bring peace to the world with his writing skills, and is able to mount a horse to determine the world in martial arts. Confucianism is a true gentleman and a talented person.

ability.

Mo Longsheng was proficient in the two arts of "shooting and counting", and he could also practice to the realm of great Confucianism. To Wen Donglai at this time, he was a god.

He quickly ran to the place where He Longsheng lectured on Confucianism - the 'Ku Confucian Studio'.

Kuruzhai occupies an area of ​​1,000 square meters, with dark green grass, brackets like wings, and bird leather. The cornices are upturned, and a long cloud of smoke spirals into the sky from the central hall of the Zhaifu. The structure and aesthetics are highly unified.

Wen Donglai's face turned slightly pale. Just now, an unspeakable and terrifying scene flashed through his mind. A human-shaped candle was burning rapidly, and the wax tears shed were like blood. Now it has burned to the calf, and the wax

The torch is about to turn into ashes, which seems to indicate that he will die soon.

"Could this human-shaped candle be my Confucian scholar?" Wen Donglai asked himself in confusion, but no one answered him.

The dark black door was slightly closed, and the sound of teaching could be vaguely heard from inside.

"Teacher Long Sheng, why can our Confucianism school shine so brightly today, stay fresh and prosperous for a long time?" A crisp voice asked.

A rich voice laughed: "At the end of the Deep Ancient Era, mankind entered a great era of 'material supremacy'. Society developed rapidly. Humanity relied on science and technology to create material wealth in just one hundred years that exceeded the previous five thousand years.

, but soon humans discovered that the world has gone through great changes, while humans themselves have become increasingly insignificant. In other words, society has won, but humans have lost.”

Wen Donglai wanted to open the door and go in, but his heart moved when he heard the words, so he simply calmed down and listened carefully.

It is a rare opportunity to listen to lectures by great Confucians from Tianru Continent, which is more useful than reading thousands of books.

Just listen to the rich voice continue: "The great era and the little people have become increasingly irreconcilable contradictions. Confucianism pursues the unity of heaven and man. This is definitely not an empty talk. In the ancient building records, these four words were also given

With a new meaning, on the eve of the world war, mankind suddenly discovered that only the concept of 'Confucianism' can reconcile the contradiction between 'man and the world', allowing 'man and the world' to develop and progress together, whether it is the so-called force of heaven or the energy of the earth.

These are just the 'vessels' for man to stand between heaven, earth and man, but what man needs is Confucianism. Confucianism is not only a mysterious life, but also a friend who lives and dies with man, and is the synonym for all wishes."

Wen Donglai's heart moved slightly, and he felt the same way. Thinking about the world he lives in, in an era of rapid technological development, people's sense of existence is getting smaller and smaller, and they are becoming more and more insignificant.

Where people will be placed in the end, they may be as small as ants, or even worse.

"What people need is Confucianism!" Wen Donglai leaned on the door of Kuruzhai, murmuring to himself, and fell into deep thought.

Everything in the past flashed past my eyes like a cloud of smoke.

He thought about how he got up early and went to bed late, studied hard, worked hard after graduation, went out early and came back late, competed against time, thought about becoming famous, thought about making profits, thought about embracing beautiful women, thought about becoming a hero, all his wishes came true, but in the end

In the life of being 'insignificant and as humble as an ant', nothing may come true and everything may be shattered.
Chapter completed!