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There are many flying buildings in Yujing City, especially in Xingguofang. There are many high-rise buildings covering each other. In addition to the residences of nobles, there are also royal residences, which are often heavily guarded.Even the common people who often live here can't tell how many things are unknown in this world.

Li Chan was walking in the market, holding the green purse money hanging on the thread in her palm.He passed the iron bell of the Taiping Car, passed through the aroma of steaming pears and dates in the courtyard, heard the sound of looms and pounding clothes in Xiunv Lane, pushed aside the heavy dyed cloth to dry, and saw pieces of green silk hanging down, which were peach blossoms. The whore in the cave is combing her hair at the window.The terrain is high and low, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. Although there are street monuments and lane signs to guide the way, you only need to make a few turns and you don't know where you are.

Sensing the guidance of Qingfu Qian, he sometimes felt that the end point was on the side of the wall, and he went around, and unknowingly detoured several streets and alleys.He was a little anxious at first, worried about the delay and missed the examination of Qianyuan Academy, but later he felt that the layout of this place was strange, and it seemed to be similar to the formation in Shenzha Division.This layout is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but it is most afraid of fire. Li Chan observed carefully, and sure enough, he could see a watchtower every fifty steps.

He slowed down, and sometimes climbed a wooden ladder, as if leading to someone's private house, passing through the cover of several skillfully placed bonsai, behind him was a wide road.Sometimes an old door is opened, which seems to be connected to an old cellar, but enters a spacious long corridor.

There are gradually fewer people around, and the yelling in the market, the sound of carriages and horses can be heard nearby, as if there is still only a wall separated, but it makes people feel very far away.

I don't know how many high-flying buildings, the direction of the copper coins has been erratic, suddenly, Li Chan stopped and looked at a small building in front.

On the left side of the small building is the glazed pagoda of Tushii Temple, and on the right side is surrounded by a cloud bridge, from which one can almost see the small half of Yujing City around Xingguofang.An ancient pine on the side of the building blows the mist from a high place, and there is an inscription by someone on the whitewashed wall beside the narrow door under the pine, which reads: "Who knows that the south of the city will turn into a pot in the sky."

There are pedestrians coming and going behind the door, who seem to be pilgrims from Tushita Temple, but in Li Chanqing's eyes, it is reflected in the chaos covered by clouds and mountains behind the door.He stopped, watched for a while, and saw two pilgrims entering, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.Under the ancient pine, there was an old man in black robe leaning against the wall, lowering his head and fiddling with something.

Li Chan stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, old man, where does this door lead to?"

The old man still lowered his head, and only glanced at the narrow door, and he could see clearly that it was a copper pot when he got closer, "You are young, don't you have eyes that are not as good as mine?" The implication is, This is of course a side door of the Buddhist temple.

Li Chan said: "What the younger generation wants to ask is, will this school go to the Qianyuan Academy?"

The old man paused for a moment, then looked up at Li Chan, "Come if you want, go if you want."

"Thank you."

Li Chan understood, the old man spoke more plainly, but it was clearly the eight characters on the copper coin.He went straight forward, and when he stepped over the threshold, he felt the copper coins in his hands warm up, and the mist in front of his eyes seemed to be blown away by a strong wind, and suddenly he saw, how could there be any pilgrims in Buddhist temples?
As for the pilgrims next to the Tushita Temple, several of them turned their heads to look at the narrow gate with puzzled eyes. A young man walked in just now, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?

This morning, apart from a young man who disappeared through the narrow gate next to the Buddhist temple, other people in Xingguofang disappeared quietly when they saw someone lift the curtain of the wine shop, and some people even walked straight into the wall, but they seemed to melt away. go in.

Li Chan looked at the way he came, and the ancient pine branches outside the door were still shaking. He turned and moved forward, and the world had changed before his eyes.The heavy buildings in all directions are like a city wall, and the gaps between the buildings in the morning light illuminate a building in the center.

Twelve Qingyang flags swayed gently, and Meng Chun's soft wind could be faintly heard amidst the ritual and music.The morning light was divided into golden strands by the window spirit, and inside the building, the plaque of "Lingshu Pavilion" glowed brightly.Li Chan heard some footsteps in his ears, looked around, and saw sporadic figures coming from all directions, among them were a few familiar faces, they were the young people who participated in the three trials in the Tribute Court yesterday.

After going around and going around, finally arrived at the place, Li Chan breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the building.As soon as I entered the building, I saw the grand sacrificial wine of the Qianyuan Academy and all the scholars offering sacrifices under a high Xuanchi platform.

On the high platform, there are twelve bronze men holding lamps, the lights are green, and twelve square jade boxes are slanted behind them.The jade boxes have no lids, and each holds an ancient book. The handwriting on the book cover reflects the light, and it says one to twelve, which is not surprising.However, Li Chan once talked with Mr. Bi at night, and knew that this was probably the treasure of Qianyuan Academy, the twelve spiritual books.

Under the desk, there is a huge sand table in Yujing. In the streets and alleys of the sand table, there is a constant flow of vehicles and pedestrians.

Li Chan saw that there were more than ten people in the viewing area under the stage, and they seemed to be young people who were taking the exam.Li Chan raised her eyebrows. Candidates who can come here should not be so rude easily. When they approached, they vaguely heard some words.

"The spiritual book has no words..."

"The majestic Qianyuan Academy, how could..."

The more Li Chan listened, the more surprised he became. Looking at the stage, he saw that the atmosphere of the sacrificial ceremony was indeed somewhat dignified, and all the practitioners in the academy seemed to be frowning.Not only that, there were occasional people coming in and out to report something, and then there was a sound of flapping wings outside, as if someone was leaving in a hurry on a crane.

Li Chan looked at the spiritual book on the stage, trying to figure out what happened, when a voice came from behind: "Brother Fucha came early."

Li Chan turned around and greeted Bai Weizhi, "You were earlier than me."

"There are elders in the family who have been in the academy, so it's easier for me to find the way." Bai Weizhi smiled, looked at the stage again, and lowered his voice, "Such a change happened in Qianyuan Academy, if it spreads, I'm afraid the entire Dayong Kingdom will be shaken."

Li Chan also asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

Bai Weizhi said: "Qianyuan Academy sacrifices the spirit book every year, but this time when the spirit book was opened, there was no word on it. It is said that it was stolen because of ineffective guards." Shake your head.

Li Chan raised his eyebrows, surprised, but also felt a bit abrupt and absurd. The Qianyuan Academy is a sacred place in Dayong Kingdom. I am afraid that even the news of the emperor's death is no more shocking than the theft of the treasure of the Academy. He frowned and said: "Why? At this time?"

"Who knows? The sage has offended a lot during his trip to the west..." At this point, Bai Weizhi shut up knowingly, sighed, and changed the topic with a wry smile: "This spring test, I'm afraid..." He hesitated to speak again.

Li Chan was silent, and quietly looked at Yuan Shuo who was offering sacrifices on the stage. He also saw Xu Yingqiu, Zheng Junshan, and Chen Yuzhai, who were all serious.There is a man next to the three great scholars, I don't know if he is one of the four great scholars.He looked at it for a while, then asked, "Does Yuan Jijiu always like to play tricks?"

Bai Weizhi was a little puzzled, thought for a while, and said: "Yuan Jijiu is good at divination... Those who are proficient in this way probably won't reveal the secrets at will. Brother Fucha, why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing." Li Chan touched the copper coin in his sleeve, and said with a smile: "I just think this exam is interesting, I have to guess this, I have to guess that, if I'm not a secretive person, I don't think it will be so troublesome."