Back in the yard, prepared the meal, had a full meal first, and then prepared several lunch boxes. The rest of the people walked towards Tianshuling again.

When he walked to the straight road at the foot of Tianshuling, he suddenly changed his mind and turned to his right hand.

It was sunny and there were many people in the mountain monument. He had just met them. If he met again at this time, he felt a little too close and met again, would he mean that he was an acquaintance? Or an unfamiliar acquaintance? Then would it be considered that he was a lack of etiquette just by nodding?

These problems are very troublesome, and I am not very good at dealing with them, so he decided to go to the Heavenly Book Tomb from another road.

He did not know that for the vast majority of practitioners in the world, there was only one way to enter the Heavenly Book Tomb.

He tried many times in the dense forest, but still failed. Because of his inconvenience in his legs and feet, he fell several times. His body was covered with grass clippings and pine needles, which looked very embarrassed.

He was a little helpless and thought, why can't he find a way?

Then, he saw a road in the mountains, which was made of white stone, and looked like jade in the sun.

This road is very straight and leads directly to the highest point of the Tianshu Mausoleum.

The rest of the people walked happily towards the road. When they got closer, they felt a little strange because there was no one on this mountain road.

This mountain road is the straightest and closest road to Tianshuling. Why is no one walking?

Could it be that because the stele viewers want to motivate their will, they deliberately do not take this shortcut?

Thinking of this possibility and the joy of seeing this straight mountain road before, I felt a little ashamed.

But he glanced at his legs and thought to himself that he was different from ordinary people after all, so it would not be too embarrassing to take shortcuts?

With a little shame, he led to the mountain road.

With his legs and feet, it was really inconvenient to cross those shallow canals. But when he walked to the bottom of the mountain road, he felt a little tired. Fortunately, there was a pavilion there, which could be rested for a while.

Walking under the pavilion, he looked at the bronze statue covered with dust and rust, thinking in his heart, what would he feel sad if the junior brother saw this?

This is about Chen Changsheng's obsession with cleanliness.

I looked at the straight mountain road. I would definitely have to spend a lot of effort to climb up. It would be better to rest here and accumulate enough strength, so I sat down next to the bronze statue.

But he was still a little uncomfortable. He grew up with Chen Changsheng since childhood. Both sides influenced each other and had a slight obsession with cleanliness.

He thought about it, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, walked to the pool, lowered his body with some difficulty, wet the handkerchief, then walked back to the bronze statue, and began to wipe it carefully.

He had just polished the left shoulder of the bronze statue when he suddenly heard a sound coming from the armor of the bronze statue.

The sound was very low and not loud, and could not be reached far away, but in his ears it seemed like thunder.

"Just wipe the helmet."

The autumn wind blew the clear water in the shallow canal, bringing up the dust in the armor, and the pavilion became quiet.

Yu Ren looked at the bronze statue and stayed for a long time. He was surprised and thought that he was actually alive!

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...

When Chen Changsheng first entered Kyoto, he had no knowledge of common sense in this world. I grew up with him since childhood, so naturally he was not much better.

He didn't know that the straight mountain road was a Shinto. No one could step in it except the Holy Queen of the Tianhai and His Majesty the Pope.

He also didn't know that the statue of the general under the pavilion was not a real statue, but a real general, the history of the world's most powerful general who has been guarding the tomb for more than 600 years.

But at least at this time he knew that the other party was a living person, and looking at the dust and rust on the armor, this person must have been sitting here for a long time.

Isn’t it boring to sit here for so long? Although I don’t like to deal with people and are not good at dealing with people, I ask myself, if I haven’t seen someone for many years, I will still feel bored. There is another very important problem. This person has been sitting here, how can I solve the problem of eating?

Thinking about the question of eating, he subconsciously took out a lunch box, handed it to the other party's armor, and asked if you are hungry?

No sound sounded in the armor.

After thinking about it, I gestured for a few more complicated actions, which meant that I might cook a bowl of noodles and soup for you?

A voice came from the armor: "Just put it here, and in addition, you can't walk through this Shinto."

The rest of the people put the lunch box on the ground, bowed a little, looked at it reluctantly, and walked towards the place wherever they were holding the crutches.

Shortly after he left, Akiyama descended again on the shallow canal and pavilion, brushing the dust in the gaps in the armor.

Two faint and vicissitudes of eyes lit up deep in the helmet.

History opened its eyes.

Then, he closed his eyes.

A lunch box was quietly placed on the ground in front of him.

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I returned along the same path and came to the in front of the Heavenly Book Monument. The rest of the people continued to view the monument.

Maybe it was because the stele of heavenly calligraphy is too mysterious or because he was thinking about certain things, he stood in front of the stele for a long time this time.

He was still here until late at night.

He was a little hungry, and at this moment, a slight rain suddenly fell in the night sky.

He moved into the stele, took out the remaining lunch box and put it on the top of the Tianshu Monument, and started to eat.

The night rain is not heavy, but the sound is a bit annoying.

The rest of the people packed the lunch box and looked outside the hut with the Heavenly Book Monument.

This is already a high place in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, and the sight is penetrated by the thin rain like a veil, and you can see the lights in Kyoto.

Perhaps because the night is too late, many of the lights in the houses have been extinguished, and Kyoto looks a little dark.

The rest of the people were worried about Chen Changsheng again.

He believed that the master would definitely be able to solve the problems encountered by his junior brother, but what should I do if my junior brother's illness is done?

Suddenly, he sensed something, looked somewhere in the night sky, frowned slightly, not understanding what it felt like.

There are no stars in the night sky, it is a high platform.

Gan Terrace.

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There are people on the terrace of Gan.

Tianhai Sheng stood on the edge of the platform with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the night sky.

A lot of clouds suddenly floated in Kyoto tonight, as if the darker night was dark, and there were naturally no stars.

But those night and clouds could not cover her eyes.

Just as the light emitted by those night pearls and the light rain falling from the sky could not touch her body.

There was a solemn expression between her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, because she felt very clear that the way of heaven had changed.

Is that fate?

Her life star was in the distant high altitude, with a faint obscure feeling.

Or because her other life star is in Kyoto.

That was the nemesis of her fate.

What should she do?

Waving your sleeves to cover the light of the star?

But what's the use?

If she really did this, it would be difficult for her to truly defeat the way of heaven in the future.

But if she doesn't do this, can she defeat the way of heaven now?

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...

Chen Changsheng knew that he didn't have much time left.

There are really not many this time.

In order to kill Zhou Tong, he paid a lot. Blood was flowing in his organs at this time, and his meridians were broken. The layer of holy light covered by Xu Yourong's body was getting thinner and thinner. He could send the deadliest temptation to life in this world at any time, and at that time, he might die.

How much time is there? One day or two? A song or a cup of tea?

Without any hesitation, he took out the yellow paper umbrella from under the bed and jumped out of the window.

Tang Sanshiliu, Zhexiu and others did not sleep. Some were guarding outside the house and some were guarding the trees, but they could not stop him from leaving again. Even if Zhexiu on the banyan tree sensed his departure, he should give him the last freedom, because the young people of the wolf clan grew up in the wild and bloody snowfield, knowing that death should be peaceful.

The drizzle fell on the yellow paper umbrella without making a sound of slap, and it seemed to be nourishing.

He walked into the dense forest on the side of the lake with an umbrella, then turned backwards. It took him no time to come to the wall.

There is a gate that leads directly to the palace in the deep forest.

On this wall is a door that Luo Luo asked his subordinates to open.
To be continued...