Fast through the white moonlight: boss, pick up the morals

Chapter 210 The Millennium Beauty in the Ancient House (8)

Especially the sentence "Bai Lu Wei Xi" was written with a cinnabar pen.In the thick black, there is a touch of red.

The eyes of the two of them turned to Li Weixi in unison.

Li Weixi: "...Writers may prefer "The Book of Songs", especially the one by Jian Jia."

This word is quite beautiful, once retracted and released, even the strokes are very pleasing to the eye.

It's just that the handwriting at the end began to become messy, and there were a few drops of ink dripping at the broken sentences.

After a thousand years, it can still be preserved to this extent?Does this house have its own anti-corrosion function?
Or is it just this hand-copied "Jian Jia"?

"Wei Xi, it's more than that..." Zhu Xinyue casually flipped through the bamboo slips on the table, secretly muttering in her heart that this master is also strange, obviously there is already paper, and he is still imitating the bamboo slips used by older people to write in booklets , "This person is definitely a master of love talk in modern times. What Si Qing Nian Qing, what Linglong Hongdou, what..."

She was speechless.

Because the bamboo slips in his hand ignited spontaneously.

The blazing flames danced at her fingertips, and she was so frightened that she even forgot to move her hand away.The fire burned the skin, illusory and real.

"Ah!" Zhu Xinyue screamed, and the bamboo slips were thrown away by her and fell to her feet.One corner was scorched black, blurring the handwriting.

The flames went out again.

Everything came to be weird.

"How are you, Xinyue?" Xue Mingxuan bent down to help her after hearing the sound.The place burned by the flames had several small and large blisters, which looked a little scary.

Zhu Xinyue shook her head, took out water from the bag, and asked Xue Mingxuan to help open the lid and pour it on her fingers.The ice water covered the blisters, causing her eyebrows to knit together in pain.

Why didn't you respond just now?

Li Weixi stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept across the rows of books.She freed one hand for a flashlight to illuminate the spine of the book.

"Historical Records", "Spring and Autumn", "Mencius", "University"...

There are also some prose similar to "Taiping Guangji" and "Wenyuan Yinghua".

She randomly pulled out a volume, as if an invisible force helped her to push away the dust covering the title page, so that she could use the flashlight for illumination.It's like a kind of silent understanding.

She turned a page, and the scholar seemed to be very serious, with many annotations written on each page with a cinnabar pen.

And this handwriting is the same as the one who copied "Jian Jia".

"I know," she flipped through the book with her head down, her hand gently stroking the paper, as if she was looking at someone through the handwriting.Her gaze was focused and pure, without any impurities, but also unwavering, "You are here, aren't you?"

After closing the book, she murmured, "Lu Li."

It seemed that there was a gust of wind that made her unable to hold the book steadily.

Beside, Xue Mingxuan was still treating Zhu Xinyue's wound.All right, why did this bamboo slip spontaneously ignite?

"President, it's fine." Zhu Xinyue's cheeks were slightly red.This was the first time that Xue Mingxuan was so gentle to her. The two were so close that there was almost no distance between them. "Who hasn't been burned, I'm fine."

"This fire is strange, and I'm not sure if there will be any dirty things. It's better to deal with it as soon as possible." Putting a band-aid on Zhu Xinyue, Xue Mingxuan saw Li Weixi standing there unmoving, and asked, "Did you find anything?" ?”

Putting back the book in his hand, Li Weixi said: "Such a person with a wide range of hobbies, in modern times, I might fall in love with him."

　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)