In the early morning of the second day, Gu Nan just got up, fetched a basin of water, sat in the yard and washed his face. Drops of water wet her hair, and a soft laughter came from under the rubble of the eaves, and she looked sideways.
Lingqi was sitting there learning how to embroider with Diao Xiuer, but she didn't know what she was embroidering. But seeing her embarrassed face, and Diao Xiu'er covering her mouth and chuckling, one knew that she would not be able to embroider very well.
Looking at the appearance of the two, Gu Nan's expression stretched, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
But when she turned her head, her eyes fell into the water basin, just in time to see her face reflected in the water. That face never changed a bit, the smile on her face gradually sank helplessly, she picked up a bamboo hat beside her and put it on her head to straighten it up.
The sound of knocking on the door came from outside the yard, and Lingqi and Diao Xiuer stopped.
"I'll go and have a look." Gu Nan got up and waved warmly to them, then walked out of the yard.
Pass through the hall, open the door, and the person who comes is Guo Jia.
He said that he felt unwell recently and wanted Gu Nan to help him.
"Did you stay up all night again in the past few days, or did you get drunk a few times?"
In front of the hall, Gu Nan sat opposite Guo Jia and raised his eyebrows.
If he took the medicine she gave on time and paid attention to his body, Guo Jia's body should be able to recuperate little by little.
Instead of always giving people a feeling of weakness and physical discomfort like now.
"I can't sleep at night because I am on official business. When I am drunk, I am happy. These two things should be impossible to get rid of."
Guo Jia said with a slight smile, from what he looked like, he had no intention of changing his ways at all.
"If you don't pay attention to conditioning yourself, any medicine I give you will be useless." Gu Nan glanced at him, and stretched out his hand: "Let me take the pulse first."
"Yes." Guo Jia said, and put his hand in front of Gu Nan: "Please trouble Mr. Gu."
Gu Nan rolled up his sleeves and put his palm on his wrist.
But it didn't take long before she frowned and let out a sigh.
"The pulse condition is stable, it shouldn't be a sign of cold disease."
Here, Gu Nan took his pulse seriously, while Guo Jia looked thoughtful, his eyes fixed on Gu Nan in front of him.
Suddenly, he said with a smile.
"Mr. Gu, after living for hundreds of years, what do you look like?"
Gu Nan was concentrating on checking Guo Jia's pulse, and when he heard Guo Jia's question, he said casually without thinking too much.
"It's just one person, who should leave and everyone else has left, what can he look like?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she reacted, and the fingers on Guo Jia's wrist trembled slightly.
Looking at Guo Jia, Guo Jia was smiling faintly, looking down at her to feel her pulse, not sure if he listened to her words.
Gu Nan forced a smile and corrected himself.
"This is my guess. If I can live to a hundred years later, it will probably look like that."
"Yeah." Guo Jia seemed to agree with Gu Nan's words, nodded his head and said with a smile: "Of course, no one can live for hundreds of years."
"But Mr. Gu." He raised his head and looked into Gu Nan's eyes.
"Jia still has a few questions, I wonder if Mr. Gu can answer them?"
Gu Nan saw Guo Jia's strangeness, and let go of his wrist. There was no other expression on his face, just asking.
"Feng Xiao, are you here to see a doctor today, or do you have other business?"
"He came to see a doctor."
Guo Jia said, but also put away his hands and sighed.
"If these few questions are not answered, Jia can't sleep every day and night, which has become a heart disease."
Between the tables, Gu Nan fell silent, and Guo Jia also quietly waited for Gu Nan's answer.
It was quiet all around, but sitting in the hall could hear the whirring sound of leaves shaking outside.
"go ahead."
Gu Nan lowered his eyes, looked at the table, and said softly.
"Okay, then Jia is rude." Guo Jia put away the smile on his face, and turned to Gu Nan with a rare face, and slowly bowed with his hands clasped.
"Mr. Gu, I once asked the general where you came from. At that time, the general replied that it was before Hulao closed the matter."
"So I asked the general how old he was when I met Mr. Gu. The general replied that he was just a young man."
"It has been more than ten years since the Hulaoguan incident, and many children at that time seem to have grown up now. But Mr. Gu, although you always wear a bamboo hat, you can occasionally see your appearance appearance."
Guo Jia said this, paused for a moment, looked at Gu Nan silently, and then continued.
"The current husband looks like he is only in the prime of his life. After more than ten years, he has not aged at all."
Gu Nan lowered his eyes halfway, and the voice under the bamboo hat replied calmly.
"I am a martial arts practitioner, and I also study medical skills. I often recuperate on weekdays, and I have to age slower than ordinary people."
There is no big problem with this answer, it seems to be a matter of course, Guo Jia also nodded.
"Yes, Jia knows that Mr. Gu is a martial arts practitioner, and even Mr. Gu's martial arts should be unmatched in the world. Even the flying general Lu Bu back then is no more than a close enemy."
"I went to ask General Dianwei how long it would take to practice martial arts like Mr. Gu's. General Dian had a look of embarrassment at the time, and told me helplessly that he had worked with Mr. Gu, but he didn't know Mr. Gu at all. If you don't know the details, he will be defeated with one move."
"He only gave a conservative answer. If you want to practice martial arts like Mr. Gu's, ordinary people will not be able to achieve it in their lifetime. Even if you are a genius, it will take at least decades."
In the classroom, Guo Jia slowed down his tone: "Mr. Gu, judging from your appearance, you should not be that old now."
This time, Gu Nan didn't answer quickly, but waited for a while before answering like a memory.
"That year when I was living on the street, my master saw that I was born suitable for learning martial arts and could pass through the same line of masters, so he took me in and brought me into the mountains. I spent twenty years studying in the master's school. Before my master passed away, He also passed on his whole life's martial arts to me, and now I have this kind of martial arts."
Guo Jia listened carefully to Gu Nan's words, and looking at the thin man in white, her words really seemed to be recalling a past event.
But since Gu Nan mentioned Shimen, his next question happened to be Shimen.
"Wen Ruo once told me that Mr. Gu's teacher's school is a hidden world. There are hundreds of rumors in the school, many of which have been lost. There are even many knowledge that have never existed in ancient times. It seems that every branch of knowledge can lead directly to the avenue."
"But what the school seeks is to teach these theories one by one to the people of the world, and there is no distinction between them. So that all people can know honor and disgrace, understand the world, and understand virtue. Such a school rule is admirable and lamentable."
There was no joke in Guo Jia's eyes, and he said word by word.
What he holds for this Qimen is indeed full of respect.
Even so, he still has something to ask about this sect.
"Jia has borrowed many books from Mr. Gu, and Mr. Gu has never been stingy. But Mr. Jia, after reading those books, apart from being moved by the theory, he was a little confused. Although the handwriting in the book is a little bit They are different, but the handwriting should be from the same hand."
"Jia studied calligraphy for a period of time, and thought he had a small success. One day, I happened to see the four characters penetrating wood and three points written by Mr. Gu of the General's Mansion. The calligraphy is so perfect, Jia sighed. It's just that the four characters The brushwork or style is the same as that handed down from Mr. Gu's school, and all the books I have read are the same."
Guo Jia was waiting for Gu Nan's answer. There were many things that he should have noticed a long time ago, but at that time, he didn't have such an idea.
"Many of the books handed down by the teacher are old and difficult to preserve."
Gu Nan picked up the kettle on the table, poured himself a cup, and talked as usual.
"Most of the ones I lent you are rewritten by me. The words on them are naturally from my own hands."
"Re-transcribed." Guo Jia repeated Gu Nan's words, and then said.
"I took a book that Mr. Gu lent me, went to the rubbing workshop, found a paper craftsman, and asked him what year the paper in the book should be. After reading the book, the paper craftsman smiled and agreed. I say the paper in that book is at least fifty years old."
"Mr. also said just now that the book was rewritten by Mr. fifty years ago?"
"Shusha." The wind outside shook the shadow of the tree.
This time, Gu Nan didn't answer Guo Jia again.
For a long time, Guo Jia forced a slight smile on his face. He didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face the person in front of him.
Because that may be thousands of years of loneliness.
Perhaps it is a person with the obsession to change the world, who has gone through thousands of years of changes in the world, and walked silently from thousands of years ago.
He smiled and asked his last question.
"Mr. Gu, the person who wrote down the words of a hundred schools of thought and wanted to teach the world and change the world. Are you the only one who spent thousands of years from the beginning to the end?"