Chapter: 161
Sage paper, Confucius statue!
Will there be any connection?
The most holy Confucius is the most qualified person to use saint paper.
Thinking of this, I got up quickly, packed up my job, and prepared to go to the school library to have a look.
After all, I don't have any clues now, and I'm not sure what I can find in the statue of Confucius.
It's already winter, and it's getting dark faster. It's only after five o'clock, and the sky is already a little gloomy.
I came to the school library.
Our Yuncheng University is not big, but this library is very large. It is said that it was built with an investment of nearly 100 million yuan, which is much larger than the library in the city.
Near the end of the term, there are also many people in the library, almost all of them come to review.
In front of the library is a small square.
In the middle of the square, there is a statue of Confucius about five meters high, and a line of characters is also carved under the stone statue.
"Three thoughts of benevolence".
I know the meaning of this sentence. It is to think about what is benevolence and what is ritual once in the morning, at noon, and at night.
Different times have different perceptions.
The reason why the school will engrave these four words on it is nothing more than to warn us to think and use our brains at any time.
At this moment, a lot of students gathered around the statue of Confucius. Some of them pretended to bow with their hands, some put melons and fruits under the statue of Confucius with a hippie smile, and some even more exaggerated, and even brought burning incense.
But soon, I found something different!
Every student who left after worshipping the statue of Confucius, their head trembled slightly, as if something had been sucked out of their body.
This discovery made me instantly refreshed.
I immediately took out an eye-opening talisman, so that my eyes could temporarily possess some of the functions of Yin-Yang Eye, one of the five divine eyes.
With this beggar's version of yin and yang eyes, I discovered the oddities around the statue of Confucius.
The statue of Confucius is surrounded by circles of green smoke, and the place where the smoke comes from is every student who worships the statue of Confucius!
These blue smokes are...
I suddenly thought of something, something called "Wen Yun".
Wenyun is a kind of illusory thing, which is controlled by the monarch Wenquxing.
As long as you are a scholar, you will be more or less smeared with literary fortune. People with a lot of literary fortune are like born with wisdom, and the road to reading will be smooth sailing.
What's more, when the stars of Wenqu come down to earth, they are the incarnation of the literary movement. These people not only have a smooth road to reading, but also have a smooth and open career. In the end, they are basically prime ministers who assist the king.
Just like Liu Bowen, the patriarch of my Chen family.
The school also has a literary movement, a school with a prosperous literary movement, talented people, Zhongling Yuxiu, and famous schools in various places are basically the place where the literary movement is prosperous.
However, at this moment, when the students paid homage to Confucius, they were actually taken away from the literary movement?
This is not normal!
Although every student has been taken away from the literary movement, there is only a wisp of it, but the accumulation will add up. There are tens of thousands of people in our school, and each of them has been taken away. Horrible amount?
Huh... not right.
At this time, I found something strange again. It seems that not all the students will be deprived of the literary movement. Some students who worship the statue of Confucius will not be deprived of the literary movement!
Why are some people deprived of literary movement by Kong Xiang, while others are not?
A guess popped into my mind.
Immediately, I waited for a while, and a classmate who had paid homage to the statue of Confucius, but who had not been deprived of the cultural movement, came to the library, and I quickly followed.
"Hello, classmate, excuse me."
I stopped him smiling.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?" the classmate replied.
"Have you ever taken a class with Teacher Shangguan Jin?" I asked.
"What Shangguan Jin, I haven't heard of it, is there anything else? I'm leaving." He replied impatiently.
"It's okay, it's okay, sorry to bother you."
When I got the answer, I quickly found another student who was deprived of the cultural movement.
"Brother, do you know Mr. Shangguan Jin?" I asked.
"Of course I know him! I just took his class this afternoon! Wait, aren't you the old man who called the teacher's name this afternoon? I'm Zhou Tao from your next class!"
I was startled and pretended to suddenly say: "Oh - it's Zhou Tao, Brother Tao! Are you going to review?"
"Yes, just to review."
"Then I won't disturb you."
"Sure, goodbye."
I looked at the back of Zhou Tao leaving, but my heart became excited.
Sure enough, as I thought, only students who had been taught by Shangguan Jin would be deprived of the cultural movement!
In other words, only those whose names are registered on the sage's paper will be taken away from the literary fortune!
It turned out that Shangguan Jin wanted us to write our names on the sage paper for the sake of our literary movement!
I looked at the Kong Statue in front of me. This Kong Statue should have been manipulated by Shangguan Jin.
The sage paper is only used by sages and will not be punished by heaven. Shangguan Jin should have used this Confucius statue to deceive the celestial secret, making Tianji mistakenly believe that it is the sage paper used by the sage Kong.
Afterwards, the sage paper was used as a medium to absorb the literary movement of the students and gather around the statue.
Shangguan Jin's intention should be these.
But I still have one last doubt, what did Shangguan Jin want to do to capture the students' literary movement?
No matter what Shangguanjin wants to do, I have to stop him. Even though I am not a hero who will create peace for the world, I can't just watch my classmates' literary movement being plundered!
I can't ignore Shangguan Jin's favor to me.
Thinking of this, I turned my eyes to Kong Xiang again.
First of all, in order to prevent the students who came to worship later from being taken away from the literary movement, the connection between Kongxiang and the sage paper must be cut off.
I immediately went back to the bedroom and started to prepare things.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the door of the library was closed and the students had all left before I came to the statue of Kong again.
Standing in front of Kong Statue, a feeling of emptiness appeared, as if something was siphoned out of my body!
I also signed the sage paper, so part of my literary movement was also taken away.
I sighed. Originally, I didn’t study hard this semester, and there is a high possibility of failing the course at the end of the semester. This time, my grades have also been taken away, and I am afraid that I will fail the poetry exam properly.
But there is no way, my current task is to cut off the connection between Kongxiang and the sage paper.
Putting down the schoolbag, I first took out a few bottles of black chicken blood, which I have just spent a lot of effort in the vegetable market.
I sprinkled black chicken blood on the feet of Kongxiang.
Black chicken blood can cover up the breath of anything. I cover up the sage breath of the Confucius statue. The sage paper can't find its owner. Naturally, the Confucius statue can't take away the literary luck through the sage paper.
Of course, these were not enough, so I set up a magic circle around the statue of the hole, and it stretched out.
This magic circle can make the effect of black chicken blood more lasting.
Finally, I took out three more golden toad statues.
These three golden toads are like the key.
I looked around the library and found the dry position, the deviated position, and the shock position centered on the hole statue. Then, I placed the three golden toad statues in the hidden places of these three positions.
These three golden toads are also called hidden toads.
After all, the black chicken blood and the magic circle are all arranged under the hole statue, and it is very likely that they will be discovered. As long as they are discovered, someone who knows a little bit of magic can easily break it, but the hidden toad can make the black chicken blood and the magic circle. Completely hidden.
Unless these three golden toads are found and destroyed, it is impossible for anyone to find the black chicken blood and the magic circle!
After all this was done, I breathed a sigh of relief.
After tonight, students will come here again to worship the statue of Confucius, and they will no longer be deprived of luck.
But at the same time, I also completely followed Guan Jin and stood on the opposite side.
If she knew that I had done these things, then I would be greeted by a storm of revenge.
When I returned to the dormitory, I was in a happy mood. After all, it was a good feeling to help people, especially so many students.
I also slept soundly that night.
When I woke up in the morning, it was the weekend, and I slept until noon before getting up.
But after I glanced at my phone, I found that it was all calls from Lan Jie.
I just realized that I forgot something very important!
I forgot to give Jin Jiu'er's breakfast...
Afterwards, I hurriedly finished washing up. At this point, it was time for lunch. I could only buy lunch and run to the girls' dormitory as quickly as possible.
Lan Jie opened the door for me with a sullen face.
I said a little embarrassedly: "I overslept today, I'm sorry..."
"Don't tell me that, go tell Jiu'er." Lan Jie stood at the door and said in a bad tone.
"Are you angry, senpai?" I asked cautiously.
"Hoho, it's not enough to be angry. After your phone couldn't get through in the morning, I guessed that you won't deliver breakfast today, so I asked Jiu'er to go out to eat with me, but Jiu'er insisted that you wouldn't. If you lied to her, you will definitely give it, and you also refused me to help her bring her breakfast, so now, you won't give it, and I won't buy it, Jiu'er has been hungry all morning."
Lan Jie spread his hands.
Hearing this, I hurriedly entered their dormitory, only to see Jin Jiu'er sitting on the sofa alone, hugging her legs, in a daze.
Since her disfigurement, the most common thing I see here is this scene, Jin Jiu'er who is staring blankly.
Every time I see this, I feel uncomfortable as if I want to suffocate.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I overslept." I walked over to Jin Jiu'er and whispered.
Jin Jiu'er looked up at me.
Her eyes were flat, but I could see the loss and sadness in her.
In the past, Jin Jiu'er couldn't have been so lost and sad because I didn't get a breakfast. Now she is too insecure.
But all of this was caused by me. If it wasn't for me, Jin Jiu'er would not have handed over the Preacher God Gu, nor would he have been disfigured, and the lack of security due to his inferiority would not have appeared! She is still that much-anticipated goddess senpai!
At this moment, I suddenly felt that I couldn't go on like this.
Then I grabbed Jin Jiu'er's hand and said, "Sister, come with me!" JrNovels.com
Will there be any connection?
The most holy Confucius is the most qualified person to use saint paper.
Thinking of this, I got up quickly, packed up my job, and prepared to go to the school library to have a look.
After all, I don't have any clues now, and I'm not sure what I can find in the statue of Confucius.
It's already winter, and it's getting dark faster. It's only after five o'clock, and the sky is already a little gloomy.
I came to the school library.
Our Yuncheng University is not big, but this library is very large. It is said that it was built with an investment of nearly 100 million yuan, which is much larger than the library in the city.
Near the end of the term, there are also many people in the library, almost all of them come to review.
In front of the library is a small square.
In the middle of the square, there is a statue of Confucius about five meters high, and a line of characters is also carved under the stone statue.
"Three thoughts of benevolence".
I know the meaning of this sentence. It is to think about what is benevolence and what is ritual once in the morning, at noon, and at night.
Different times have different perceptions.
The reason why the school will engrave these four words on it is nothing more than to warn us to think and use our brains at any time.
At this moment, a lot of students gathered around the statue of Confucius. Some of them pretended to bow with their hands, some put melons and fruits under the statue of Confucius with a hippie smile, and some even more exaggerated, and even brought burning incense.
But soon, I found something different!
Every student who left after worshipping the statue of Confucius, their head trembled slightly, as if something had been sucked out of their body.
This discovery made me instantly refreshed.
I immediately took out an eye-opening talisman, so that my eyes could temporarily possess some of the functions of Yin-Yang Eye, one of the five divine eyes.
With this beggar's version of yin and yang eyes, I discovered the oddities around the statue of Confucius.
The statue of Confucius is surrounded by circles of green smoke, and the place where the smoke comes from is every student who worships the statue of Confucius!
These blue smokes are...
I suddenly thought of something, something called "Wen Yun".
Wenyun is a kind of illusory thing, which is controlled by the monarch Wenquxing.
As long as you are a scholar, you will be more or less smeared with literary fortune. People with a lot of literary fortune are like born with wisdom, and the road to reading will be smooth sailing.
What's more, when the stars of Wenqu come down to earth, they are the incarnation of the literary movement. These people not only have a smooth road to reading, but also have a smooth and open career. In the end, they are basically prime ministers who assist the king.
Just like Liu Bowen, the patriarch of my Chen family.
The school also has a literary movement, a school with a prosperous literary movement, talented people, Zhongling Yuxiu, and famous schools in various places are basically the place where the literary movement is prosperous.
However, at this moment, when the students paid homage to Confucius, they were actually taken away from the literary movement?
This is not normal!
Although every student has been taken away from the literary movement, there is only a wisp of it, but the accumulation will add up. There are tens of thousands of people in our school, and each of them has been taken away. Horrible amount?
Huh... not right.
At this time, I found something strange again. It seems that not all the students will be deprived of the literary movement. Some students who worship the statue of Confucius will not be deprived of the literary movement!
Why are some people deprived of literary movement by Kong Xiang, while others are not?
A guess popped into my mind.
Immediately, I waited for a while, and a classmate who had paid homage to the statue of Confucius, but who had not been deprived of the cultural movement, came to the library, and I quickly followed.
"Hello, classmate, excuse me."
I stopped him smiling.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?" the classmate replied.
"Have you ever taken a class with Teacher Shangguan Jin?" I asked.
"What Shangguan Jin, I haven't heard of it, is there anything else? I'm leaving." He replied impatiently.
"It's okay, it's okay, sorry to bother you."
When I got the answer, I quickly found another student who was deprived of the cultural movement.
"Brother, do you know Mr. Shangguan Jin?" I asked.
"Of course I know him! I just took his class this afternoon! Wait, aren't you the old man who called the teacher's name this afternoon? I'm Zhou Tao from your next class!"
I was startled and pretended to suddenly say: "Oh - it's Zhou Tao, Brother Tao! Are you going to review?"
"Yes, just to review."
"Then I won't disturb you."
"Sure, goodbye."
I looked at the back of Zhou Tao leaving, but my heart became excited.
Sure enough, as I thought, only students who had been taught by Shangguan Jin would be deprived of the cultural movement!
In other words, only those whose names are registered on the sage's paper will be taken away from the literary fortune!
It turned out that Shangguan Jin wanted us to write our names on the sage paper for the sake of our literary movement!
I looked at the Kong Statue in front of me. This Kong Statue should have been manipulated by Shangguan Jin.
The sage paper is only used by sages and will not be punished by heaven. Shangguan Jin should have used this Confucius statue to deceive the celestial secret, making Tianji mistakenly believe that it is the sage paper used by the sage Kong.
Afterwards, the sage paper was used as a medium to absorb the literary movement of the students and gather around the statue.
Shangguan Jin's intention should be these.
But I still have one last doubt, what did Shangguan Jin want to do to capture the students' literary movement?
No matter what Shangguanjin wants to do, I have to stop him. Even though I am not a hero who will create peace for the world, I can't just watch my classmates' literary movement being plundered!
I can't ignore Shangguan Jin's favor to me.
Thinking of this, I turned my eyes to Kong Xiang again.
First of all, in order to prevent the students who came to worship later from being taken away from the literary movement, the connection between Kongxiang and the sage paper must be cut off.
I immediately went back to the bedroom and started to prepare things.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the door of the library was closed and the students had all left before I came to the statue of Kong again.
Standing in front of Kong Statue, a feeling of emptiness appeared, as if something was siphoned out of my body!
I also signed the sage paper, so part of my literary movement was also taken away.
I sighed. Originally, I didn’t study hard this semester, and there is a high possibility of failing the course at the end of the semester. This time, my grades have also been taken away, and I am afraid that I will fail the poetry exam properly.
But there is no way, my current task is to cut off the connection between Kongxiang and the sage paper.
Putting down the schoolbag, I first took out a few bottles of black chicken blood, which I have just spent a lot of effort in the vegetable market.
I sprinkled black chicken blood on the feet of Kongxiang.
Black chicken blood can cover up the breath of anything. I cover up the sage breath of the Confucius statue. The sage paper can't find its owner. Naturally, the Confucius statue can't take away the literary luck through the sage paper.
Of course, these were not enough, so I set up a magic circle around the statue of the hole, and it stretched out.
This magic circle can make the effect of black chicken blood more lasting.
Finally, I took out three more golden toad statues.
These three golden toads are like the key.
I looked around the library and found the dry position, the deviated position, and the shock position centered on the hole statue. Then, I placed the three golden toad statues in the hidden places of these three positions.
These three golden toads are also called hidden toads.
After all, the black chicken blood and the magic circle are all arranged under the hole statue, and it is very likely that they will be discovered. As long as they are discovered, someone who knows a little bit of magic can easily break it, but the hidden toad can make the black chicken blood and the magic circle. Completely hidden.
Unless these three golden toads are found and destroyed, it is impossible for anyone to find the black chicken blood and the magic circle!
After all this was done, I breathed a sigh of relief.
After tonight, students will come here again to worship the statue of Confucius, and they will no longer be deprived of luck.
But at the same time, I also completely followed Guan Jin and stood on the opposite side.
If she knew that I had done these things, then I would be greeted by a storm of revenge.
When I returned to the dormitory, I was in a happy mood. After all, it was a good feeling to help people, especially so many students.
I also slept soundly that night.
When I woke up in the morning, it was the weekend, and I slept until noon before getting up.
But after I glanced at my phone, I found that it was all calls from Lan Jie.
I just realized that I forgot something very important!
I forgot to give Jin Jiu'er's breakfast...
Afterwards, I hurriedly finished washing up. At this point, it was time for lunch. I could only buy lunch and run to the girls' dormitory as quickly as possible.
Lan Jie opened the door for me with a sullen face.
I said a little embarrassedly: "I overslept today, I'm sorry..."
"Don't tell me that, go tell Jiu'er." Lan Jie stood at the door and said in a bad tone.
"Are you angry, senpai?" I asked cautiously.
"Hoho, it's not enough to be angry. After your phone couldn't get through in the morning, I guessed that you won't deliver breakfast today, so I asked Jiu'er to go out to eat with me, but Jiu'er insisted that you wouldn't. If you lied to her, you will definitely give it, and you also refused me to help her bring her breakfast, so now, you won't give it, and I won't buy it, Jiu'er has been hungry all morning."
Lan Jie spread his hands.
Hearing this, I hurriedly entered their dormitory, only to see Jin Jiu'er sitting on the sofa alone, hugging her legs, in a daze.
Since her disfigurement, the most common thing I see here is this scene, Jin Jiu'er who is staring blankly.
Every time I see this, I feel uncomfortable as if I want to suffocate.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I overslept." I walked over to Jin Jiu'er and whispered.
Jin Jiu'er looked up at me.
Her eyes were flat, but I could see the loss and sadness in her.
In the past, Jin Jiu'er couldn't have been so lost and sad because I didn't get a breakfast. Now she is too insecure.
But all of this was caused by me. If it wasn't for me, Jin Jiu'er would not have handed over the Preacher God Gu, nor would he have been disfigured, and the lack of security due to his inferiority would not have appeared! She is still that much-anticipated goddess senpai!
At this moment, I suddenly felt that I couldn't go on like this.
Then I grabbed Jin Jiu'er's hand and said, "Sister, come with me!" JrNovels.com
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