The moment he spit out the last word "生", a strange force fell from the sky, and the huge pressure surrounded Yue Heng. The rich veins in the world poured in like a tide, as if forced infusion. The discomfort of his body being squeezed made him widen his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and the blue veins on his head swelled up, but he could not make any sound.

boom!

Yue Heng felt a huge shock in his mind, as if a door exploded. He followed in and felt like he had entered a vague space of consciousness.

This space of consciousness is like a sphere, and the edges of the void are distinguished by light and darkness. The light blue light is like an aurora, deep and mysterious.

He looked around and found a black dot not far away. He thought of getting closer, but he really got closer to the strange thing in an instant.

This is a disc, almost flawless circle, cast from unknown materials, with stripes and symbols he could not understand at the edge of the disc, with faint blue light, and an inexplicable symbol in the middle of the disc, with three lines on the top and one horizontal line on the bottom. The first thing he thought of was an iron stick across the root of the chicken feet.

But the incomplete memory still reminded him that this is the word "生" in oracle bone inscriptions!

"Sheng" is a pictographic character, and its original meaning is that plants and trees grow from the soil, just as described in the poem "Crass" he just read. After a spring breeze, the grass breaks out of the ground and the grassland is full of vitality.

This poem was originally a farewell poem. Yue Heng only took the first half and recited the grass, a life that exists tenaciously in adversity. It is the same nature as the poplar in Mao Dun's "Praise of Poplar", which is a hymn to tenacious life. Even wildfires cannot completely burn the grass. As long as the grass is cut and the roots are not eradicated, the spring breeze will surely blow and grow again.

This is also Yue Heng's yearning for life. He is now in a desperate situation of death. His serious injury is like a ruthless wildfire, bringing the pain of destruction to his body.

But as long as he does not completely destroy his roots and take away his life, he will definitely recover quickly in this early spring season like those ancient grasses with endless vitality!

The disc stimulated a crystal clear green light at this time, and the word "生" in the oracle bone structure shone brightly. The halo broke through the circular confinement space, drove Yue Heng's consciousness out, and finally turned into a powerful vitality, constantly advancing along the meridians of his body, repairing this broken body.

At this time, Yue Heng not only felt the pain, but also had an itch that was difficult to suppress.

The wounded body and broken arms were slowly recovering. The wounds on the body were extremely itchy when they repaired themselves, and they were also extremely painful. But he was weak all over and could not move!

There is also a special sound that directly forms in my mind, crackling like a broken glass, and there is a roar, which is unpleasant, uncomfortable, and difficult. I don’t know whether it is to repair the broken bones or to build a sacred palace.

When Yue Heng approached the brink of collapse, all the sounds disappeared at the same time. His whole body was wet with sweat, and he felt deeply tired and fear in his heart. When he carefully observed his body, he was surprised to find that the pain was reduced by more than half!

"This is...wow, this mysterious space is the Divine Palace? It is really an independent space that spiritual communication is made!" Yue Heng just thought of the Divine Palace, and his spiritual consciousness returned to this area.

His current consciousness has become a bystander mode, and the small ball space has become almost flat, with a light blue light wrapped around it, and the metal disk of the "美" character inside is flying along a certain trajectory.

He tried to call the little thing, but he felt dizzy and his consciousness was forcibly interrupted, and he returned to reality, feeling extremely tired and aching.

"Okay, let's study the things in this later, but I'm sure that this must be the legendary literati's temple. The 'sheng' disc engraved with oracle bone inscriptions must be the syllable in everyone's mouth. After reading the poem "Cause", it should be an important inducement to activate the syllable and nurture the syllable of 'sheng'. Therefore, the powerful recovery ability contained in this syllable is slowly repairing my body. 'Resonance Text', 'Immersive', 'Heart', I finally know what it means!"

The pain in the chest and abdomen was greatly reduced, and the trauma on the head became less irritating. The arm was hurting from broken bones and broken bones before, and now the situation has improved greatly, which shows that the raw textual talismans do play a role.

After confirming that he should be out of danger of his life, Yue Heng finally felt relieved, his tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and immediately felt extremely tired and fell asleep again.

At this time, there were also several groups of people who could not sleep. Lu Changyuan and Huang Shihong and other poor students tossed and turned in the room of the Qianzixiao family, thinking about Yue Heng's pitiful situation and his miserable life experience that was not much better. They could only sigh against their will and shed tears. They all thought of the spring exam that would start in two days. Only it can change the fate of literati. In this Zhongyuan world, only by constantly becoming stronger can they avoid such miserable end as Yue Heng.

On the other hand, the accountant at Zuijiang Tower was holding the waiter's ear and carefully asking about the reason for the matter. When the mung bean eye manager rushed over, the few people talked at night and began to discuss countermeasures. If someone died, it would be really bad to spread. He dragged Yue Heng out of the city and buried him earlier, and then handled the government, and pushed the murder case to the blind bandits, or the failed warrior who had just finished the military examination a few days ago, it would be best to close the case as soon as possible.

The real murderer was very happy. Shunhouer brought people to the zhuanyuan Pavilion. His young master Bai Ming was discussing poetry with others, teasing Hua Jie'er in his arms, listening to the faint sound of silk and bamboo, and drinking. They really couldn't sleep, and they couldn't sleep so excitedly. Shunhouer reported quietly. As soon as Master Bai lost his money, several people quietly left the venue and found a place for fireworks to have fun.

That night, no one knew what miracle happened in this small air-permeable wood-room. The powerful recovery ability produced by the "life" symbol produces a layer of protective energy. It not only quickly restores Yue Heng's physical trauma in the body, but also maintains body temperature and relieves pain and soul-relieving effects. Yue Heng is the best person to rest.

...

Before dawn, a figure quietly touched the edge of the woodshed, found a slightly larger gap in the wooden board, and the person came to lie outside the door and whispered: "Brother Yue... Brother Yue... I'll come to see you..."

Yue Heng had woken up. He could hear it was Lu Changyuan's voice, but he did not open his mouth to speak.

He no longer trusts anyone.

There was no movement in the woodshed room. Lu Changyuan probably was afraid of seeing the dead, so hesitated not to enter. He leaned against the woodshed room and sighed: "Brother Yue... you have a good journey... I blame this unfair fate. I didn't let you give birth to a good family... Well, when I call other students from the poor family, I will recite a song together and send you on my way..."

Not long after, the footsteps rustled, and several people stood outside the door of the woodshed, reciting a poem together: "Green clothes, green clothes, yellow clothes. The heart is worried, but I can't wait for it. Green clothes, green clothes, yellow clothes. My heart is worried, but I can't wait for it to die. Green silk is what the girl is governed by. I miss the ancients, so that I can't stand it. I'm so sad that I can't stand it. The wind is sad. I miss the ancients, and I really win my heart."

Yue Heng didn't understand it at first, but when he heard the second sentence Green Xixi, he immediately remembered it. He had also read this poem.

This is the exclusive "Green Clothes" excerpted by the Book of Songs, which is classified in the national style. It is about seeing things and missing people, missing the deceased wife. The husband looks at his wife's green clothes over and over again, as if his wife's actions during her lifetime are reproduced in his eyes.

But he was obviously a big man and had nothing to do with these students. They actually recited this song "Green Clothes" to him. Why is that?

After reading, the group of people sighed and stopped for a while, and began to recite another poem: "Ge was born in the woods, and the veins were creeping in the wild. I am so beautiful that I am dead, who is alone..."

Yue Heng remembered it again. He had also read this poem. This poem "Ge Sheng" also comes from the national style of the Book of Songs. It is a poem that expresses his grief when a woman mourns her husband who has not returned from war.

One poem is about the deceased wife and the other poem is about the deceased husband. After these students finished reading, everyone sighed again.

"Well, it's good that you think I'm dead, it's great to come and mourn. Although you haven't even found the right person to the eulogy poem, you have a good intention, I thank you..."

Yue Heng sighed in his heart, not wanting to pay attention to it anymore, but at this moment he heard a sentence that almost made him feel old wounds burst out and vomited blood. A person outside said regretfully: "I finally met a slightly familiar dead person. I read two eulogies, but I didn't even realize the 'heart' at all'. It's really helpless..."

Lu Changyuan took the conversation and said, "Does it take for you to marry and die again to give birth to the word "sad" verse? "Immersive" and "heart-written" are really not something that we poor students can easily master. It's just that, let's disperse..."

Yue Heng's heart was as if he was watching thousands of alpacas rushing by!

Can "immersive" and "heart" be mastered by doing this? These people are so speechless. In order to find a way to nurturing talismans, they even made such a method, and even the dead were not spared. This really made him never expect.

After Lu Changyuan and others left, a group of people came soon. This time, the people came were brave enough to open the door of the woodshed and several people entered one after another.

The leader patted Yue Heng's face, then placed his fingers under his nose to explore the air, as if he was startled by the faint breath and body temperature, he flipped Yue Heng's eyelids and said in confusion: "Young Master Yue, wake up!"

No one in this world can believe it!

Yue Heng made up his mind, made a clear look, and weakly uttered a word: "It hurts..."

Everyone was shocked. The person who came was the Mung Bean Eyes Manager, the Accountant and the others. The county government police officer was also accompanied by the police officer. He planned to clean up the body and close the case quickly, but he didn't expect that this kid was very lucky and was so injured that he didn't die!

Now the case can be settled normally. The victim did not intend to sue anyone. Zuixianlou bears the initial treatment fee for Yue Heng. Yue Heng insisted on taking tomorrow's spring exam despite his serious illness. Everyone could only let him do it.

Mung Beanyan arranged for the waiter to serve the porridge and hot water, and asked someone to arrange the woodshed room, intending to ask the spiritual doctor to come for examination.

The news that Yue Heng was not dead soon spread.
Chapter completed!