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Chapter 201 Two children by the fence

After entering the Tianshu Mausoleum, he did not read the Tianshu Mausoleum but only looked at the scenery. No one knew what Chen Changsheng was thinking and why he did this. In fact, even he himself did not understand why he refused to take a step further into the Tianshu Mausoleum, refused to look at the stone tablets, and was willing to walk around in the gardens under the tomb.

Looking at the setting sun in the distance, his hand fell on the hilt of the sword. His spiritual sense gently brushed across the black stone, feeling the warm breath, and then he woke up a little. He understood that watching means hesitation, and the reason why he hesitated was because he did not want to continue practicing.

Cultivation makes people grow and make people stronger. Only by becoming a real strong man can he change his destiny according to the methods told by Lingyan Pavilion. However... he has not really set out on the road, but he has seen the bloody scenes at the end of the long road, so that his steps are extremely heavy and difficult to move.

In the past, he didn't think about these problems. In the face of life and death, everything was very simple. Only by surviving were qualified to think about them. Now he was still far from solving the problem, but he began to think about these things. I have to say that this seemed a bit pretentious. Of course, from another perspective, it can also be said that this is a kind of happiness.

The dusk is getting darker, and the green hills seem to be burning in the sunset. He has walked around the Tianshu Mausoleum for more than a circle, and came to a forest garden in the southwest corner, and saw a grass house.

The grass house was built very simple, and even the bark could be seen on the beams and woods, which looked extremely rough. The grass covered on the eaves had not been changed for many years, and the black and gray were very ugly.

If you have to stay in the Tianshu Mausoleum for a long time, you need to find a place to stay. Chen Changsheng did not intend to accept the arrangement with the candidates. He subconsciously did not want to get too close to the stone tablets that had not been seen so far, and was preparing to see if he could stay here.

He called out politely to the grass house twice, but no one responded. After thinking about it, he walked up the stone steps and pushed the door in. He found that there were only some simple furnishings in the grass house, and the tabletop was covered with a shallow layer of gray. The water tank placed behind the side door was about to dry up, and there was still a lot of rice in the rice bucket.

Someone should live here, but the person lived here was extremely careless. Chen Changsheng was a little obsessed with cleanliness. Looking at the appearance of the house, he couldn't help but shake his head, but did not leave. After thinking about it, he found a bucket and a rag in the corner of the room and started cleaning.

From Xining Town to Kyoto, from the old temple to the National Education College, his best job is not to study, but to clean the courtyard and wash the face. It didn't take long to take Yu Jing, inside and outside the grass house, was extremely cleaned. The water rippled in the water tank, and there was no trace of the spider web under the eaves. Although he didn't dare to say that he had completely changed his appearance from before, it was at least as good as his standards and could live in it.

He stewed the rice in a pot, cut the salted fish tied on the beam and steamed it on it, and pulled some cabbage from the garden to wash it and let it stir-fry. After doing these things, he washed his hands carefully, wiped it with a handkerchief, and then sat on the stone steps and stared at the scenery again.

The dusk fades away, and the sky book tomb gradually darkens. The scenery is not as beautiful as before, but it gives people a more mysterious feeling. The green trees on the mountain turn into ink balls, as if they are words.

Thousands of years ago, a demon king studied Taoism in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum for ten years. Zhou Dufu only took three days and three nights to understand all the stone tablets and climb to the top of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum. Such stories are everywhere in the history of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, because this is a legendary holy land.

Thinking of those stories or rumors, thinking of the number one god general in the mainland who had been sitting under the pavilion for hundreds of years in front of the Shinto, Chen Changsheng's heart was slightly shaking, and his pupils became darker and darker because of the night.

"It is normal to yearn for, or awe, but... you just look at it and do nothing, which seems to me very stupid... a waste of life.

A sound rang outside the broken fence of the grass. The man spoke very slowly, and there was no obvious fluctuation in his tone, and it sounded like a boring song.

Chen Changsheng looked back and saw a boy standing outside the fence. The boy was very thin, with no emotion on his face, and looked very indifferent, just like his faint eyebrows.

It was the young wolf clan who broke his sleeves.

Chen Changsheng knew that the military achievements made by Zhexiu in the northern border could be easily converted into the qualification to enter the Tianshu Tomb. However, he waited for the other party in the National Education Academy for several days but the other party did not appear. At this time, he came to the Tianshu Tomb with the candidates who were in the Grand Court exam for the third grade, which was a little surprised.

He bowed to the boy outside the fence, thought for a while and said, "Isn't many people wasting their lives by listening to music, watching operas and novels? I also think about this feeling."

"But you... are not such people." Cheoliao said as he looked at him through the fence, his voice still a little awkward, but he was very sure and could not be questioned.

Chen Changsheng was silent and said after a while: "I can't understand some things. Before that, I don't want to do anything for the time being, at least I don't want to do what I want to do today."

He and Zhexiu had only seen each other in the Great Court Examination and were not familiar with each other. Moreover, his first impression of this wolf clan boy was that this person was extremely dangerous and very vigilant. But for some reason, today when the night was shrouding the Tianshu Tomb, he suddenly felt that this wolf clan boy could understand his confusion, or because of the cruelty of the wind and snow all over the sky or rumors related to this boy.

"Is living the most important thing?" he asked seriously as he looked at Zhexiu.

A fifteen-year-old boy asked his peers about life and death, which seemed very philosophical. In those colleges in Kyoto, he would definitely be ridiculed.

Cheshui was not an ordinary boy, so he did not laugh at Chen Changsheng, but was silent for a long time. After some very serious thinking, he gave his own answer.

"Living is not the most important thing."

In the northern border where the wind and snow are everywhere, living is very difficult. It is even more difficult for a mixed-blooded wolf cub who was expelled from the tribe since childhood to survive. Zhexiu survived desperately and did countless cold-blooded things to survive, but he did not think that living is the most important thing.

This answer is somewhat surprising.

Chen Changsheng thought about it carefully and said, "Thank you."

He folded his sleeves outside the fence and said, "You're welcome."

Chen Changsheng asked: "What is the most important thing for you?"

Zhexiu said, "Living soberly, or dying soberly."

At this moment, a squeak sounded in front of the grass house, and a hole was pushed open. A man walked in. The man was disheveled and worn-out, and could not tell how old he was. A pair of bright and clean eyes could be seen in his drooping hair. The man looked at the two teenagers standing on both sides of the fence, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't know why he didn't ask for it.

The inside and outside of the fence wall is quiet, and it is a bit strange.
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