Dao fruit.

Yang She's room is not difficult to find, as a bachelor of attendant, he mainly manages the library.

Squeak.

The door was pushed open, but Qiu Yan walked in without knocking.

Deng Deng Deng!

The sound of his footsteps has a certain charm in it.

In the room, Yang She was lowering his head to read a book, when he heard the sound, he raised his head, showing a little surprise.

"Qiu Yan?"

After seeing Qiu Yan's face, he spat out his name and frowned, "Now I should call you Bachelor Qiu." There was neither respect nor malice in the words.

Then, after the initial accident, the Bachelor Attendant narrowed his eyes, stood up, and smiled: "This subordinate has seen..."

However, before he could say that, Qiu Yan interrupted directly: "Shi Yang, there is no need to say anything else. You may know the reason why Qiu came here this time, but you must not understand the true meaning." Yes, I’m actually here to rescue you from the sea of ​​suffering.”

"Save me? How do you say that?" Yang She still had a slight smile on his face, but his complexion was quite majestic, and this kind of smile inevitably gave people a sense of sarcasm.

Qiu Yan didn't respond, instead, he stepped into the room step by step, and the oppressive feeling immediately gathered from all directions, and was about to be imprinted on his body, but then he saw Qiu Yan's body tremble slightly.

Click!

There was nothing in the room, but there was a crisp sound, as if something was broken, and in an instant, the feeling of oppression in the room was gone!

As soon as the voice sounded, Yang She's smile immediately froze on his face, and then his complexion became gloomy, with a little light in his eyes, he stared at Qiu Yan closely, and remained silent.

Qiu Yan didn't speak, but just walked forward and came to a few bookshelves at the edge of the room.With a sweep of the eyes, the perception is shrouded in it.

This time, he seemed to have touched Yang She's reverse scale. He turned around, walked out from behind the desk, and walked to the bookshelf in three steps at a time. It's a good idea to come here, although you are now a Shangguan, this library is not any other place. There are a lot of lonely books, so they can't be damaged." When he spoke, he was still holding a bamboo stick in his hand.

Qiu Yan glanced at him, and said calmly: "The books here are all good books, and many of them are orphans. They are just bookmarks in the books, but they are not good ones. Many of them are stained with blood."

It's come to this point.Yang She also knew that there was no need to keep going around in circles, so he asked directly: "Since the bachelor came prepared, it's hard for Yang to say anything, just to remind you..."

He narrowed his eyes.The majesty receded on the face, showing a hint of ferocity: "Don't think that pulling out the needle or blocking it will be fine, as long as you touch the needle, your own luck will be contaminated!"

As he spoke, he firmly pinched the bamboo stick in his hand: "Why did I let that Di Ai shoot the invisible needle in the palace? Could it be that I was in such a hurry? No. It was precisely when you rose straight up , When your luck is like a rainbow, join it, so that it will not be easy to detect, and as your luck rises, you will go deeper into it!"

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Yan's luck was indeed tumbling, and there was a sign of collapsing and collapsing in the originally grand momentum!

"Luck is ethereal and invisible, but it is not intangible. However, you came to the Imperial Academy this time as soon as you left the palace. You didn't get an official uniform or official seal, so your luck hasn't increased much. It's just that you are now As long as the officials of the Imperial Academy step into this place, this luck will naturally rise, which cannot be stopped, and it happens to be entangled and tightened by the causal thread inside the invisible needle."

While speaking, Yang She's expression became more and more calm, and with a sudden shake, the bamboo stick in his hand seemed to turn into a rein, and was about to pull Qiu Yan over.

But Qiu Yan remained motionless, letting his luck fluctuate.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Yang She frowned slightly, and then sneered, "It's useless to hold on. Although luck is not directly related to life, it can be indirectly affected. Even if you have great powers, you must first be killed in Xingjing How much suppressed, and how much suppressed by this Hanlin Zangshuge's essays, no matter how lucky I am, I can't shake the sky! Come on, come on, why don't you want to tell me about your theory, Also perfect my way!"

"Your way?" Qiu Yan turned his gaze and looked directly at Yang She, "Perhaps you think that you have condensed your literary heart, have a complete set of humanistic pursuits, live in the capital, spread the world, and control the luck of the world's students in hand?"

"Oh? You know a lot, but I can't control the qi and blood of the students all over the world. The cause and effect are too heavy." Yang She didn't answer directly, but his words already tacitly agreed.

"If you ask with wisdom, you will find the unwise; if you have deep wisdom, all hidden things will be discerned." Qiu Yan spit out this sentence, "You seem to have learned the teachings of the Dharma Sage well. You can get unknown things, understand certain things deeply, and then you can discern many secrets. These bamboo sticks are what you know, and you can use this to explore the changes in the world, and you can know them without going out. The affairs of the world control the luck of all people."

"Huh? Listening to what you said, you can see that I am a member of the Legalist family." Yang She felt a little surprised, and immediately shook his head, "However, it is not easy for you to say these words, so it can be seen that I am a member of the Legalist family." The family still has some understanding."

Qiu Yan didn't follow what he said, but instead asked: "A few breaths ago, the halo of hundreds of schools came, and the theory of the battlefield changes, do you know?"

"Huh?" Yang She was puzzled by this question.

Seeing this, Qiu Yan finally confirmed his guess in his heart. On the other hand, he also followed the luck connection, went deep into the bamboo stick, and found some clues.

"Since everything is clear, there is no need to delay..."

With a thought, Qiu Yan stepped forward, raised his hand, and grabbed Yang She!

"Still resist?" Yang She seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He flicked his fingers lightly, and the bamboo stick in his hand made a crisp sound, as if it had been bent or broken. Correspondingly, it was Qiu Yan's body, almost This part also suddenly exploded with anger, the clothes exploded, and the flesh was bloody!

This was actually Li Daitao's stiff method!

But Qiu Yan was not afraid, he just said: "Yang She, you got Tanhua ten years ago, and then you entered this Imperial Academy, and you couldn't leave here for ten years, and in the last four years, you have even occupied the servants. Speaking of the position of a bachelor, do you think that these are all from manipulating luck?"

"Have you checked me?" Yang She's eyes changed, "What are you talking about now? How can you understand my plan and my deep meaning?" While speaking, he quickly backed away, but his hands Without stopping, he flicked a bamboo stick, and saw blood on Qiu Yan's body, but his people didn't notice it, they just approached!

Not only that, Qiu Yan said to himself: "Master Yang, you know the law of coercion by the Legalists, but you know that it is counterproductive? You have studied under the Confucianism of Jiangling, and you have studied Confucianism. How have you ever studied Legalism? Now that things are going to get deeper and deeper? Or wake up!"

wake up!wake up!wake up!

As soon as Qiu Yan uttered these two words, his voice continued to increase and intensify. In the blink of an eye, it echoed throughout the room, deafening!

Even the books on the bookshelf couldn't bear it, and they fell down one after another!

"Such a precious book, you actually..." Yang She exclaimed, and then his whole body trembled, but the two words pierced through his ears, followed by the two words, as if forming a condensed form, and slammed on his body .

Boom!

The entire room, together with the entire library, collapsed!

"wrong!"

With a loud cry, Yang She suddenly opened his eyes and gasped violently. Looking around, he was still sitting on the chair behind the table. The whole building collapsed.

"There are so many orphan books in the library, how can I destroy them?" Qiu Yan's voice came from the front.

"Illusion? Illusion!" The next moment, Yang She's gaze focused on Qiu Yan in front of the door, "You used the sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps to cast an illusion on me? Everything just now was an illusion? No wonder it woke me up. Come."

Qiu Yan shook his head: "Maybe it's an illusion, but maybe it's the time-flow technique, but to wake you up doesn't make you escape from the illusion." While speaking, a distorted scene slowly dissipated in his hand , there is no blood on the body, and the clothes are intact.

"No matter what the method is, it is really not easy to be able to display supernatural powers under the suppression of Longqi, Xingjing, and Hanlin Wensi, so I can't hold back!" Before Yang She finished speaking, he put the bamboo The signature was thrown into the inkstone on the table, stained with ink, "All your literary and intellectual achievements, I will accept it with a smile!"

He smiled, his eyes filled with the joy of victory, but after a few breaths, there was no change in the room, Qiu Yan still stood in front of the door, looking at him quietly.

"What's going on?" Yang She's heart shook, showing surprise, he looked at Qiu Yan, and then at the ink-stained bamboo stick, his face full of doubts, "The luck bookmark is stained with ink, it should be..."

Qiu Yan shook his head, and said: "You are just an ordinary Confucian scholar, without supernatural powers, literary heart, and legalist means and spirit. After I cut off the connection with the outside world, how can you drive this A bamboo stick? Could it be that you haven't woken up yet?"

"What did you say? You said I was an ordinary Confucian scholar? I..." Yang She's face changed suddenly, his mind turned, he thought about memories, and a large number of memory fragments spewed out, which made him scream miserably, and fell on the chair superior.

"Being forcibly instilled with thoughts and thoughts, even the mind is distorted, becoming a puppet, doing things that are contrary to one's original intention and inconsistent with the facts, and it has been done for many years, how sad! And a person who can make such a murderous hand , is really cruel! What do you think? Han Shidu?"

While speaking, Qiu Yan turned around suddenly, his eyes fell outside the door.

There is a person standing by the door with a smile all over his face. If it's not Han Bian, a bachelor's student, who is it? (To be continued..)

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