Chapter 973 Dust of History

A bookworm, who calls himself a book fairy, of course, Lao Xu and his gang would not call him a fairy, so he called him an idiot just like a chess idiot.

When I saw the Book Fairy, a kid under ten years old was riding a buffalo upside down, swaying and reading a book leisurely.

To be honest, this kind of scene is indeed a bit fairy-tale, but it is more artistic than the appearance of a poor old scholar, but Qin Yi has no intention of appreciating it at this time.

Xu Buyi wasn't in the mood to appreciate it, so he took the child down and took a look at what book he was reading.

Still an illustrated version.

Xu Buxin didn't say anything out of anger: "I'm still in the mood to read Huang Wen!"

The child was stunned: "This is not Huang Wen, this is the text of the world."

"Nonsense, look at this illustration, what is it, can't someone as wretched as you write it? What's so special about the world..."

The child said contemptuously: "This is the situation of the world. Among them, the ghosts in the market and the villain's heart are three points into the wood, and they only see the heat and cold. On the other hand, some people are hard to find a woman on weekdays, but they satirize that only young people are obsessed with it, pretending to be mature to show their superiority, and reporting them to show their morality. The world's situation is in the book, and the world's situation is also outside the book, you can understand it."

Xu Buyi sneered: "What kind of money is there to pay? Call the author and ask him whether he is writing obscene or worldly things?"

The child pointed at Qin Yi: "The author is here. This is the apprentice ceremony for this person to join my piano, chess, calligraphy and painting sect."

Xu Buyi: "..."

"...God, what is the ceremony of worshiping a teacher." Qin Yi caressed his forehead: "Master Shuxian..."

After a pause, I wanted to call Master Uncle, but I really couldn't say it. Speaking of a chess idiot, it's natural to call him uncle, but it's really difficult to call it to a kid...Even if Qin Yi is still thinking about what he said just now.

Qin Yi also felt that he was a bit strange, isn't he Wuxiang? The so-called Wuxiang shouldn't be confined to this kind of appearance at all, but it just couldn't be done.

He simply didn't shout down, and changed his mouth: "I'm really not the author. Speaking of old Xu, what are you here for? Don't you come to ask the book fairy to ask about the situation? Why are you talking about a book endlessly? "

Qilin was more reliable, grabbed the child and said, "You know more about scraps than anyone else, do you know how to find Tianyan Liuguang?"

The child was stunned: "Isn't that thing supposed to be in the Antarctic? It's just hidden in the space-time gap, and we can't catch it."

Qin Yi hurriedly said: "The question is how to find it without going through Antarctica."

The child frowned and pondered for a moment: "Theoretically, it is possible to walk through the passage of time by going back to the original node. But it is definitely not possible to find a random place. It also requires a special place. If this place is not in the Antarctic, I don't know. Where should I go. But..."

Qin Yi's heart sank: "How?"

The child rode on the buffalo and ran all the way: "Follow me."

Although I have lived in the village for several months, not everyone has been there.

Qin Yi came to Shuxian's house for the first time.

When I went in, I saw a vast number of books. It seems that it is not qualified to describe it as "a pile of books".

The seemingly small room actually has the illusion of space. The real size is probably bigger than a training ground for 100,000 people. The bookshelves are arranged vertically, just like the arrangement of libraries that Qin Yi has seen. Apparently no library he had ever seen was so large and filled with so many books.

Qin Yi doesn't know why people in this series like this template. A jade slip can hold as many characters as the sands of the Ganges River, but he prefers to use paper books to record it—there are even slate, gold and bamboo slips with inscriptions. As for it?

It was the same with the senior sister back then, the room was full of paper books, but after all, the appearance of the senior sister leisurely reading Taoist books is really beautiful. Well, maybe I should thank this department for its strange habit, otherwise the aesthetic feeling of the picture with a jade slip would be much worse...

In short, the number of bookshelves alone is probably over ten thousand. It is really impossible to count how many books are on the shelves.

This is a hundred thousand years in the world, all the records of any book that can be collected, even including some rumor records with only a few words.

The high-end and top-secret exercises are another matter, other than that, there are almost no omissions throughout the ages, and even the works that are being created and not released at this time are found here.

Qin Yi could clearly see that there were many desks by the side of the room. There were a lot of papers spread out on the desks, and handwriting automatically appeared on them. It was the author's creation. I don't know what kind of magic method, but they have been grabbed simultaneously.

Nima is better than pirated websites.

When the book fairy arrived at the house, he ignored people and got into the bookshelf without knowing what he was looking for.

Xu Buyi patted the sluggish Qin Yi: "The amount of knowledge is too much, even with his divine sense, he can't directly recall it from memory, he needs to look up the index."

Qin Yi: "..."

Qilin pointed to the slate gold wares and bamboo slips in the innermost row of bookshelves: "If you want to know about my emperor's past, it's pretty neat there."

Sure enough, it was the primitive man, the barbarian, the tauren tribe, and the chief of the tribe, Bang Bang.

Never say that you violated peace by hitting people with a mace.

Qin Yi sighed, walked over slowly, stretched out his hand to caress the slate, gold and bamboo slips, as if he had seen all the vicissitudes of human civilization, and was ups and downs in it.

History is something that can cleanse people's hearts, especially when the protagonist is awesome.

"The emperor said: Heaven and earth began, and all races stand side by side, but man is the spirit... The emperor said: Don't use such extremely compressed words to remember what I said. Is it because we don't have enough bamboo or what?"

Qin Yi: "..."

"The emperor said: gold, stone, bamboo and wood are bulky and inconvenient. They are useless for enlightenment. They can only be used for a while. They are all a group of Taoist practitioners. They are all researched. In addition to the spiritual consciousness imprinted on the jade, are there any others that do not require practice? Inscribed and recorded inheritance methods."

"The emperor said: Why is it unnecessary? Idiot. This is for the future. Don't think that this kind of life can last forever! Why are people the spirit of all things? Because they can be educated, even dragons and phoenixes still eat raw meat. They know how to add salt when they are cooked, and they wear animal skins. We all have beautiful clothes to wear, so I call them tassels, but they don’t have names.”

"My minister Bai Ze wrote: "The beauty of obedience is for China. It is engraved by the way of heaven, and my emperor is close to the way."

"Emperor said: Do you think I'm just for the sake of being beautiful? Well, maybe it is. Anyway, it's because we know how to move forward. Don't be like those beast idiots who think about the opening of the ancestors every day. , Everything is ancestral, what use do you need? Written records, enlightenment, and pioneering inheritance are the foundation of our human race. Papermaking is done quickly, and whoever does it will be rewarded! This is our advantage, always One day, even if the world collapses and there is no spiritual energy, we can develop all kinds of new ways, they are still eating raw meat, laughing to death."

"Chen Baize's diary said: I am also a demon, my emperor seems to have completely forgotten."

This should be a record of the dialogue between the monarch and his ministers or a meeting record, all of which are records of speech.

But Qin Yi's eyes were already a little sad.

Today's prosperity of the human race, I am afraid that 80 to 90% of the credit should be credited to this far-sighted Human Sovereign.

But no one remembers her.

Only in the archaeological records that can't be found in this world, can I find her detached but profound eyes. Today people see the past, but she seems to see the present, so the eyes meet here, as if they are looking at each other.

Qin Yi silently took out another bamboo slip.

"Ten days from the sky, the earth was scorched, the loess cracked, and the mulberry and hemp did not come out. The emperor went to Yanggu alone, cut off the golden crow in Fusang, and split the sky in the sky. Soon after the flood came to the world, the demons danced wildly, and he took the Yaoguang to chase the demons together In Antarctica, cast tripods and towns in all directions, and the flood was settled. Afterwards, chasing dragons in the East China Sea, driving phoenixes in Cangwu, and setting up the Human Emperor's Avenue in front of the gate, monopolizing all the wonderful things, and distributing them to the human race. Since then, humanity has prospered and become the overlord."

"Some people say that yin is better than yang, and the rooster is in the morning. This is an ominous way. However, this is a family that is in all directions, a prosperous family, and its achievements will be recorded in the annals of history. It will last forever. It is known that there are emperors throughout the ages, but only the female emperor tassels."