Death of heart.

The sword cannot be released!

...

Gu Yusheng looked at the note and said no words for a long time.

Death in heart.

The sword cannot be released.

Gu Yusheng seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand it very much.

Anyway.

These dusty past events have all disappeared with the smoke and clouds.

This bookcase.

It is indeed a bit unsimple.

There is a universe inside.

Can accommodate many books.

Gu Yusheng's spiritual sense invaded and found that there were tens of thousands of books in it.

There are more than those placed on the shelves of the old courtyard in Qingyun Town, and more than those placed on the bookshelf of the Taohualin courtyard in Taohualin.

Gu Yusheng took out a few books at will.

I found that they were all copied by hand.

As for the contents in the book, there are various folk stories, some prefectures and counties, or records of world events and history over the long river of time.

What surprised Gu Yusheng even more was that some books recorded the famous places and historical sites that his father traveled around the world, and painted them into maps based on his memory.

Or if you travel around the world, you will pick up your pen and paint when you come.

There is ink splashing ink in the mountains and rivers.

There are thousands of birds in the sky.

There are also cultivators fighting and re-images of their own moves.

Gu Yusheng was surprised. He wanted to see more carefully. He couldn't help but gather his spiritual power to his eyes. The scene of fighting in the book was vividly displayed on the paper!

Loomingly.

Gu Yusheng could even hear the sound of listening to the sea of ​​gods during the fight!

Gu Yusheng has seen the cultural scene of paintings written in Confucianism and Taoism!

All of them are obvious in writing.

It really happened.

Gu Yusheng observed for a moment and gained something in his heart.

When reading other books, it is like a treasure.

Old man Qiao waited in the backyard for most of the day.

Seeing that Gu Yusheng had not come out, he walked into the woodshed alone and prepared to cook.

Feng Siniang walked out of the snow with a food box.

Seeing the tea seller cooking, she walked into the yard and placed the hot meal on the table.

"Where are people?"

The tea seller glanced at the closed room.

Feng Siniang frowned.

"You gave the bookcase to the child? Then he... isn't he leaving?"

"At the age of chasing the wind and chasing the moon, staying at a place for too long is not necessarily a good thing."

The tea seller looked at the fried dishes in the pot and put them in a cross-legged manner, looking depressed.

The door opened with a creaking sound.

Gu Yusheng, wearing white clothes and carrying a bookcase, walked out. He put the wine gourd around his waist on the table and said, "Senior Qiao, Sister Feng, I'll treat you to drink today."

"OK."

Feng Siniang took out three jade cups from her sleeve.

The tea seller sets up the meals in the wind and snow, and puts them neatly.

Gu Yusheng poured wine into the jade cup.

A strange smell of wine filled the yard.

Feng Siniang sniffed, her eyes full of shock.

The tea seller also looked at Gu Yusheng with some strangeness.

"This wine?"

Gu Yusheng filled three glasses of wine, finally sat down, and said, "I got some wine-making materials a few days ago. According to the recipe for hangover, although some materials were missing, I thought about replacing some of them myself. The new wine was just beginning to come. , please invite the two seniors to taste wine."

"good."

Feng Siniang first drank a full glass. In the wind and snow, her eyebrows were twisted together. After a while, they stretched out, with a charm: "This wine seems to be eaten by a god."

The tea seller didn't believe it.

I savored it slowly for a while like drinking tea before nodding, “There is no such taste in the world.”

"I respect two seniors."

Gu Yusheng poured wine, got up and drank it all.

Feng Siniang and the tea seller were sitting and were honored by Gu Yusheng's glass of wine.

"Senior Qiao, Sister Feng, I will leave tomorrow morning."

Gu Yusheng put down the cup and said.

The tea seller is silent.

Feng Siniang reached out to pick up a few snowflakes, and with the other hand, he picked up a chopstick for Gu Yusheng, "Why don't you wait for the spring to go?"

Gu Yusheng shook his head and said, "I want to go back all the way, read some books left by my father while walking. When the peach blossoms bloom, I will almost be able to return to Qingyun Sect."

"Go back?"

The tea seller asked.

Gu Yusheng looked at Qingping Mountain and said, "I want to climb over these mountains and go back to Qingyun Sect this time, so I just made a round trip."

“Okay.”

The tea seller lowered his head and picked up the cup and drank it lightly.

Feng Siniang wiped her tears and said, "Brother, when you leave tomorrow, you will meet again in the next year. I am afraid that my sister will be old and dirty."

The tea seller quickly knocked on the table with chopsticks.

"Go and go, don't be serious!"

"Who is not serious?"

Feng Siniang put her feet on the table.

Two old seniors started to fight in the yard where snowflakes were flying.

The food is cold.

The two drank a lot of wine.

In the end, they all lay drunk on the table.

Gu Yusheng added a fire under the table.

When it's dark.

He carried a bookcase and walked towards Qingping Mountain.

He doesn't want to part at dawn.

"Two seniors, take care of yourself!"

Gu Yusheng stood by the forest.

Sailing with your hands from afar.

Late at night.

Gu Yusheng's figure disappeared at the end of the mountains and forests.

On the official road, a group of Western Zhou practitioners rode their horses and stopped at the door of the tea shop. One person kicked in and slapped the table with a sudden slap:
Chapter completed!