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Chapter 195 Five years ago

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    Xiang Que stood outside Zunjing Academy for a long time like an old monk in meditation.

    The courtyard looks very ordinary, although it seems a little old, but in fact it can only be regarded as an ancient building, nothing surprising.

    Perhaps the vast majority of people in this world can't see what's so special about this yard, but it's lack of ability.

    In addition to Xiang Que, the old Taoist of Gujing Temple can also see it, so can the uncle, and the senior brother can also see it.

    The reason why the people of Gujing Temple can see the strangeness of its academy is because both have one thing in common.

    The Gujing Temple is built in a large Fengshui formation. It is the eye of the formation, which contains the aura of the Nanshan heaven and earth. It has been enshrined by Gujing Village for a hundred years, and it has blessed the villagers for a hundred years.

    The same is true of the Zunjing Academy of Sichuan University. Being in the magic circle is also the eye of the circle, but it is a little bit better than Gujing Temple.  Sichuan University students can keep them from being disturbed for a few years, meditate, study, and make progress until they step out of Sichuan University.

    ?Gujing Temple and Zunjing Academy have the same approach but the same effect, and the methods are extremely similar. Nine out of ten coincidences in the world are related by cause and effect.

    "Squeak"

    The gate of the academy was not locked, Xiang Que pushed the door and stepped into the courtyard.

    In the academy, an old man in coarse clothes was holding a jug in his left hand and a pair of scissors in his right. He was trimming flowers and plants in the corner of the courtyard wall.

    Xiang Que's arrival didn't seem to attract the old man's attention, he was still concentrating on trimming the flowers and plants by the wall, and Xiang Que didn't seem to have any intention of disturbing the old man, so he walked casually in the yard with his hands behind his back.

    Since it is an academy, there must be a study hall. Go up the steps and enter the main hall of the study hall. There are several black and white portraits hanging on the wall, and the names of several people are written below.

    Li Tiaoyuan, Zhang Zhidong, Wang Kaiyun, Song Shiben, these people are all the deans of the respected academy, and each of them is a contemporary university scholar, who has taught thousands of students through his lifetime.

    He gave a big salute to the portrait on the wall respectfully and respectfully, out of respect for educators and scholars.

    After saluting, straighten your waist and raise your head.

    Xiang Que suddenly realized that the old man was standing quietly outside the school door, looking at him indifferently.

    "Hello, old sir." He nodded respectfully. After all, he walked into the academy without anyone's consent, which was obviously a bit abrupt.

    The old man put down the kettle and scissors in his hand, sat on a chair, took a set of tea sets and cups from the side, poured two cups of tea and handed it to Xiang Que, and then drank a cup by himself without saying a word.

    Xiang Que took a sip, the tea was very cold, but it brought warmth to his stomach, and the fragrance on his lips and teeth was refreshing.

    This tea Xiang Que did not drink a bit of fame, but the taste seemed to be no worse than the Dahongpao he had drunk before. If only this cup of tea was placed in a tea shop outside, it would probably be worth four figures.

    This old man is quite extravagant, he is so open and bright when pouring a cup of tea to a stranger casually, what a grandeur!

    "Is he alright? Is he still so clueless after his age?" The old man suddenly spoke, but he came up with a sentence that made Xiang Que quite confused.

    "Ah?" Xiang Que looked at the old man in a daze, and he didn't realize it for a long time. He was stunned for a long time before he asked: "You are old, are you talking to me?"

    "Nonsense, is there anyone else in the room besides you?" The old man gave him a blank look.

    Xiang Que scratched his head in embarrassment, and continued to ask in a daze: "Then I don't understand?"

    "The cup of tea I poured for you has not been drunk in the past five years. Do you know why?"

    Xiang Que didn't get confused, and went directly into a dizzy state, because the old man's speech was not only nonsense, but also too jumpy, so if the IQ of the conversation with him was changed to Cao Qingdao, he might be vomited blood.

    "It's because no one has visited you in the past five years," Xiang Que said cautiously.

    "No one can afford me to pour him this cup of tea. Five years ago, there was only one person." The old man looked up at Xiang Que with narrowed eyes, and said lightly, "He is also from Gujing Temple, so it should be you."  Big brother, right?"

    Xiang Queteng jumped up from the chair, his eyes narrowed sharply, and he asked in a trembling voice: "What did you say?"

    "Qi Changqing, the elder brother of Gujingguan's generation"

    Xiang Que's breathing suddenly became rapid. After leaving Zhongnan Mountain, whether in the old tomb of Xishan or in the Underworld, he had never been so restless even when he was suffering from the Golden Silkworm Gu.

    But after many years, he heard the name of the elder brother again, and he was not calm anymore.

      When he was ten years old, he entered the mountain, and his senior brother taught him as a teacher and friend. After a few years, he disappeared. The old Taoist uncle never talked to him about the whereabouts of the senior brother. After he went down the mountain, he also inquired many times.  But no one has ever confided the words Qi Changqing.

    However, I didn't expect to come to Sichuan University unintentionally and seemingly casually. After entering this academy, I heard the name of a big brother from an old man, and Xiang Que felt like a thunderbolt.

    Gradually calming down his rambunctious little heart, Xiang Que asked tentatively, "You mean, my eldest brother Qi Changqing came here five years ago?"

    "Well, I left after a short stay for a few days. This kid cheated me into two pots of tea, which really made my heart hurt." The old man sighed faintly, with an unhappy expression on his face.

    Xiang Que blinked his small eyes in a daze, his head was quite confused, he felt that he had to smooth it out, otherwise his head might enter the picture.

    First of all, he had to understand how the old man knew he was from Gujing Temple, and how he recognized himself.

    "how do you know¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"

    As soon as Xiang Que opened his mouth, the old man took out a crumpled piece of paper from the drawer under the table and slapped it on the table.

    There is a portrait drawn on the wrinkled paper, it was Xiang Que five years ago, although five years have passed, but the change is not too big, you can tell that the one drawn on the paper is him without careful identification.

    "Before Qi Changqing left, he drew this portrait for me and told me that there will be people coming here in Gujing Temple five years later."  I have no choice but to believe in the way of divination and calculation, it¡¯s amazing.¡±

    Xiang Que said in relief: "My master once said that if the senior brother discusses spells, only my senior brother can stabilize him in this world, but in twenty years my senior brother will definitely catch up to him."

    "Your master isn't dead yet?" the old man asked, rolling his eyes.

    "Hey, let's eat and die"

    "Good people don't live long, but bad people can harm thousands of years," the old man said with emotion.

    Xiang Que asked: "Do you know my master and senior brother?"

    This old man must have a great connection with the Gujing Temple, and the connection is quite deep. As far as Xiang Que knows, no matter whether it is a master, an uncle or a big brother, he basically never leaves a name in the world, and the word Gujing Temple is even less known in the world.  .

    Only people like Chen Sanjin whose ancestors have had entanglements with Gujing Temple will know about it.

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