Fan Xian looked at Si Gu Jian, and after being silent for a while, he moved towards the head of the bed, reached out his hand under the head of the great master, and inserted it under the pillow. This movement was extremely slow, and the skin on the back of his hand and wrist could clearly feel the wheat husk stuffed in the pillow, as well as the thin, dry hair scattered on the pillow.
His finger touched a hard object, and Fan Xian knew it was a booklet wrapped in rough cloth with a light touch.
He stopped and took out the booklet. Fan Xian did not immediately remove the coarse cloth, but stared blankly at the booklet, confirming the guess in his heart. This is a relic left by Master Ku He, and it was solemnly handed over to him by Si Gu Jian... It must be a rare treasure, such a thin book, probably what is really precious is what is recorded in the book.
Si Gu Jian didn't urge him, but just looked at the corner of the wall calmly and indifferently, as if he wasn't by his side, as if he hadn't reached out to the back of his head before.
In the end, Fan Xian couldn't bear the strong curiosity, lifted the cloth in front of Si Gu Jian, and saw the contents inside—different from what he imagined, and what Si Gu Jian said, it wasn't a booklet.
but two booklets.
Fan Xian shook his head and laughed, flipping open the booklet casually, looking at the Tianyi Dao Supreme Mind Method that he knew so well that he could memorize it backwards, he couldn't hide his helpless smile no matter what.
Before his death, Si Gu Jian taught himself the knowledge of Xin Yi Jian Yi, and before his death, Ku He never forgot to give Tian Yi Dao's mind to himself. Fan Xian had a bit of bitterness in his mouth. It seems that these old monsters of the older generation are really a group of monsters, and they actually pinned their last hope of resisting His Majesty the Great Qing Emperor on himself.
Before the Great Master left this world, he wanted to leave a strong enough enemy for Emperor Qing, and enemies outside the Qing Kingdom were no longer to be feared, so this candidate had to be selected from within the Qing Kingdom.
Ku He asked his second disciple to prolong Chen Pingping's life forcibly, and set up chess pieces on Xiliang Road, which is to calculate the world after his death. Fan Xian, a young man, will definitely marry his cheap father, because of what happened back then, In the current situation, there are some gaps that can be exploited by Northern Qi.
Si Gu Jian gave Fan Xian Dongyi City with both hands, but he also carried a big package on Fan Xian's back, which was very heavy and heavy.
"You really think highly of me." Fan Xian shrugged, tapped lightly with his fingers on the supreme mentality of the Qingshan lineage, and said, "Or, you are too bold to treat the illusory Your hopes are pinned on me.”
"Your mother is from our Dongyi City, so it's only natural that I place my hope on you." Si Gu Jian said in a hoarse voice, "But Ku He, who is dead and bald, is actually willing to give you a big gift, really. Some things were beyond my expectations.”
Fan Xian looked at Tianyi's mentality in a daze, thinking that when Ku He was dying, he might have thought that what he learned from Haitang was just an improved version of Tianyi's mentality, but he didn't know that Haitang was worried about his Injury, regardless of the teacher's order, passed on the real Tianyi Inner Sect mentality to him, and that was still in the distant past, in the distant Jiangnan.
I don't know what Haitang is doing on the grassland now, Hu Ge has already started to make trouble there, Xihu civil strife has already started, no matter how talented she is, she will not be of much use if she is far away from the border of Northern Qi.
Before he died, Ku He handed over the real Tianyi Dao to Fan Xian. Naturally, he hoped to gather the power of several people to create another great master in this world.
"Learning too much is not necessarily a good thing." Fan Xian said.
Si Gu Jian squinted at him and said, "I know that you have learned the things of the Qingshan lineage a long time ago. It seems that Ku He has never seen you face to face, so I don't know this. The booklet he sent It's really useless."
"However, this booklet is still of some use to the disciples of the Sword Hut." Fan Xian looked at him quietly. Among the four great masters in the world, only Ku He and Si Gu Jian recruited disciples, and Si Gu Jian was good at teaching disciples. Suddenly obtained the secret treasure of Tiandao, how could it be reasonable not to make good use of it and pass it on to his disciples.
"This is for you, and it's the trust you had in me before the bald head died." Si Gu Jian said proudly: "I don't bother to look at his stuff."
The corners of Fan Xian's lips curled up slightly, he nodded, and said, "If I hadn't told you about Shijia Village, wouldn't you have given me this booklet?"
These words may have hit Si Gu Jian's mind. Si Gu Jian had to judge how loyal Fan Xian was to the Qing Emperor and how much he might take care of Dongyi City before he finally made up his mind to hand over the relic of Ku He. Nature is also one of determination.
But the great master did not admit this, he just said indifferently: "You have learned this booklet before, so what difference does it make if I give it to you or not?"
"But there is another book below." Fan Xian's eyes gradually calmed down, he picked up the second booklet, stared at Si Gu Jian and asked, "The four great masters have been known for a long time, you don't bother to look at Tianyi's kung fu." It is because you are very familiar with Ku He's lineage of kung fu, and you know that no matter how high you practice, it is impossible to make a qualitative leap in Jianlu. But don't you be curious, Ku He solemnly entrusted you with the matter In your hand, what is the booklet that you put together with Tianyi's inner sect mental method?"
The booklet was even thinner, only about twenty pages. Fan Xian pressed his palm on the booklet, looked at Si Gu Jian with a smile, and waited for the other party's answer.
"Of course I'm interested, because I never knew that Ku He's dead bald head has any other abilities besides the rotten energy used to plant flowers and trees." Si Gu Jian said in a hoarse voice: "What you said earlier What's the use of miscellaneous? Of course it is useful to learn miscellaneous, even if you don't use it, you can refer to it."
"So you took a look."
Si Gu Jian didn't deny it, and said indifferently: "I want to be a postman, so it's always okay to take a look."
After a long silence, Si Gu Jian slightly closed his eyes and said, "Unfortunately, I don't understand."
When he said this, Fan Xian had already opened the booklet below curiously. He was very interested in what was recorded in it, but when he opened these thin pages, he was disappointed. stand up.
Fan Xian naturally couldn't understand things that even Si Gu Jian could not understand. As far as the realm of martial arts and understanding and spirituality were concerned, Fan Xian was far behind this great master. He looked at the strange words on the page in disappointment. , a strange combination of words, staring at it, but can't understand it.
"Puri Mavena, Prima Dog..."
"Kick Amo..."
"Devisi..."
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The sky above the Jian Hut has completely darkened, only the dark blue light is still shining on the distant sea, and when it is reflected on the land, the dark blue has faded to gray.
A long time has passed.
Fan Xian sighed, and put the booklet down. He was thinking about the method left behind by Ku He. If he didn't understand it, he could also consult with Si Gu Jian. One less, this kind of opportunity to ask Si Gu Jian about Ku He's relics will never happen again, at least in this world.
However, he found helplessly that he didn't even have the possibility to ask questions, because every word was so weird and the combination was so illogical.
Sitting and lying down in the room, the old and the young were actually thinking about the last booklet left by Ku He.
Si Gu Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Three years on the top of the mountain, Ku He once made a hand gesture."
The top of the mountain, of course, is the top of Dadong Mountain, that grand master battle in the turmoil. Hearing this, Fan Xian's heart moved immediately, and he listened carefully, but after Si Gu Jian coughed twice, he fell silent again.
"What gesture is that?" Fan Xian asked with a frown.
"Should be... Western spells?" The rare Si Gu Jian was not confident anymore, because in his opinion, in the hearts of all warriors in this continent, Western spells and the mages who practiced such spells were worthless How could it be possible to spend time practicing such useless things with Ku He's realm strength
Then after hearing these words, Fan Xian felt blessed, and slowly folded his palms together in front of his chest, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, he couldn't help shaking his head, and sighed with a smile: "I know that it says What is it?"
"What is it?"
"Western characters are just transliterated syllables directly from our characters." Fan Xian shrugged and said, "I used this method when I was about seven years old. I didn't expect that such an amazing figure as Master Ku He would Also use this childish method."
Of course, what made Fan Xian think of this was not just the strange vocabulary that gave him a sense of familiarity in Western translation, nor was it just because he had trained hard to feed your mother three pieces of meat back then. Eat, the more important reason is because he thought of a book he had read in his previous life.
Written by Mr. Jin, about the Nine Yin Scriptures and Guo Jing, that fool, Wuli smeared that human skin.
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Si Gu Jian frowned, and said, "Western characters? Could it be some kind of magical thing? What's the use of nonsense?"
"Who knows?" Fan Xian felt a little headache, looked at the two booklets in his palm, thought for a while, put them into his bosom seriously, and said, "Master Ku He must have left me something useful."
"Don't put your energy on these useless things." Si Gujian said, he still maintains an innate contempt for the barbaric things in the West, which is probably the natural contempt of advanced civilizations for backward civilizations.
"Inclusiveness, use it for doctrine." Fan Xian responded, "Who knows what benefits I will have after learning it."
"Can you understand these nonsense?" Si Gu Jian frowned for the first time, and looked at Fan Xian in a daze. It had been more than two years since this booklet had been in his hands. He didn't take a peek at Tianyi's mind, but he still studied this ghostly booklet for a long time. He also wanted to know what kind of deep meaning Ku He left behind such a thing, but no matter how much he studied, he couldn't find it. Any progress, if it is in Western script, but Si Gujian is in charge of Dongyi City, the officials and people in the city deal with foreigners, but I have never heard of any foreigners speaking this language.
Fan Xian smiled and said, "I have to guess slowly, I learned some before, but I almost forgot."
Yes, the pamphlet left by Ku He, the words on it are in Italian, and the foreigners who deal with Qingguo and Dongyi City basically deal with a deformed Spanish or English, and Fan Xian has no After careful study, anyway, it is roughly the same thing.
And Fan Xian has studied Italian, which he took as an elective in his sophomore year in his previous life.
Is this a coincidence or fate
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All the things have been said, Si Gu Jian needs to explain and hand over the matter, and Fan Xian has finished the mutual reference. Fan Xian stood up from the bed, and when he was about to leave the room, he suddenly lowered his eyes and asked earnestly, "I still don't understand why you chose me."
Ye Qingmei is indeed considered to be half Dongyi, but it is obvious that she put in more painstaking efforts in the Qing Kingdom, anyone who has seen the picture of the woman in the yellow shirt frowning at the river embankment will think so. Just because of the so-called household registration, the free existence of the entire Dongyi City is placed on Fan Xian, on this young Qing Dynasty nobleman who has caused Dongyi City to suffer countless losses. Doesn't it need a reason
Si Gu Jian said: "The so-called non-addictions of human beings cannot be shared. I once concluded that you have no heart for the world, so you can't achieve great success. However, human non-addictions are nothing more than two, one is a sage, and the other is a dummy .”
"You are a person without addiction." Si Gujian continued: "But after Dadongshan, for me, you suddenly developed some true temperament... It's just been hidden very deeply. So I think, you should Will go the way of the former."
"Can there be such a person in this world who acts not for his own self-interest, nor for the self-interest of a country, but only for his own peace of mind?"
Si Gu Jian looked at him indifferently: "There used to be one before, and I hope there will be one in the future. If you gamble wrongly, then you are wrong. I don't care. A dying person is always the bravest gambler. "
Fan Xian was silent for a long time, then walked out of the quiet room, walked to the side of the sword pit, and saw Wang Shisanlang, who was crying silently and sadly, wiping his tears with his sleeve like a child.
The thousand swords in the pit are cold.
Wang Shisanlang took a look at him and walked into the quiet room. After a while, all the disciples of Jianhu walked into the quiet room solemnly. Including Yun Zhilan, no one made a sound, and no one looked at the sword. Fan Xian next to the pit glanced at it. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)