Chen Changsheng really didn't care about tearing open the envelope, giving death to others, and then welcoming his own death.
Just like what he said to Mr. Lin before, he is really not afraid of death now, because there is nothing he can't let go of.
Everyone and things in this world are indifferent to him, because three days ago, he suddenly discovered that his own existence had no meaning in itself.
He stood at the broken threshold of the library, holding the letter, quietly waiting for that moment to come.
The autumn wind is lingering on the lake, and the big banyan tree stretches its waist under the sky, which still has a lot of greenness, which is in sharp contrast with the golden fallen leaves on the grass.
Time passed slowly, and the Orthodox Academy was still quiet.
Chen Changsheng looked up at the gate of the courtyard, his eyebrows raised slowly, like a fallen leaf that had just been blown up by the wind.
The sound of hoofbeats like thunderstorms stopped at a certain time, and the smoke and dust in the distance gradually lowered to the bottom of the courtyard wall, and there was no more movement.
The gate of the courtyard was still closed, and the stone wall was intact. The fallen leaves that fell into the lake again attracted a few fishes to chase them.
It was always quiet, no one rushed into the Orthodox Academy.
Neither the Xuanjia heavy cavalry nor the powerful killers ambushed by the Zhou army and the Qing officials outside the courtyard wall and in the woods did not appear.
Su Moyu and the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy who stood firm looked at the courtyard gate from a closer place.
Seeing old man Lin's miserable appearance, they vaguely guessed what happened in the library, were shocked by Chen Changsheng's hidden strength, and understood Chen Changsheng's choice.
The Orthodox Academy has reached the most critical moment.
After Eunuch Lin left, the gate of the Orthodox Academy was closed again. To some surprise, the world outside the gate suddenly became quiet.
They were very nervous and didn't relax because of the silence at the moment, they just felt weird.
Those thunderous hoofbeats outside the door earlier were real, and entered the ears of all of them.
Those chilling killing intents were also real, chilling all of their hospital uniforms.
The sword light is like water, reflecting a hint of autumn.
The Nanxizhai sword formation changed again, Ye Xiaolian floated forward from the formation, came to the front, looked at Su Moyu and said, "What happened?"
With a resolute look on Su Moyu's face, he walked straight forward, and then pushed the courtyard door forward with both hands.
With the opening of the gate, a figure appeared in the eyes of the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy.
The sky shines into the courtyard, and there are two breezes.
It was an old man, standing on the stone steps in front of the Orthodox Academy, with his back to them, his two wide sleeves fluttering in the wind.
Su Moyu was a little shocked, and said, "Dean Mao?"
Mao Qiuyu, who was once the dean of Tiandao Academy and is now the Archbishop of Yinghua Palace, is a student of the Sixth Academy of Ivy League like Su Moyu, who is still used to calling him the dean.
Before Su Moyu could wake up from the astonishment, he was shocked again by the other figures in the field.
The archbishop ordered Taoist Baishi, Yulin, Taoist Siyuan, and King Linghai to stand on the stone ping in front of the Orthodox Academy.
Among the six giants of the state religion, five of them came personally.
Immediately afterwards, Su Moyu saw more familiar figures.
Today's Tiandao Academy's dean Zhuang Zhihuan, the archbishop of the Zongsi Institute, Professor Fuji of the Thirteen Divisions of the Qing Dynasty, and his former teacher: the dean of the Affiliated Academy of the Palace.
The row of restaurants on the opposite side of Baihua Lane had been forcibly crushed by the imperial army before, but at this moment, the soot was rising slightly, and the cavalry like a tide could be seen, densely packed.
The Orthodox Academy was still surrounded, but not surrounded.
Because these cavalry were no longer Xuanjia heavy cavalry of the imperial court, but state religious cavalry directly under Li Palace.
The knives, guns and divine crossbows of the state church cavalry were all facing outside.
Su Moyu was very shocked, and vaguely wanted to understand that the thunderous hoofbeats earlier were not a signal for the Xuanjia heavy cavalry to charge, but the state church cavalry came to help.
Subconsciously, he looked back at the Orthodox Academy, and saw that Qiulin was as quiet as before, and many priests could be vaguely seen on the courtyard wall and in the forest.
Especially around the library building, with a distance of more than ten feet, there stood a cardinal of advanced state.
This kind of formation is really shocking and speechless.
This is Li Gong showing his power to the world unabashedly and to his heart's content.
Before this power, even the Great Zhou court had to show corresponding awe and comity.
Knowing that the Orthodox Academy was safe, Su Moyu relaxed, and then felt a little clammy on his back, only then did he realize that the moment he pushed open the courtyard door, he was sweating nervously.
The disciples of Nanxizhai and the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy came behind him and looked out of the courtyard. After being shocked, they all had the feeling of having survived the catastrophe.
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The doors and windows of the library have been completely destroyed, and the autumn atmosphere is particularly strong in the room.
Standing behind Chen Changsheng, the Pope said: "For ascetics, life is an extremely long process. During this process, we will encounter many difficulties and disappointments, which is the so-called doom. How to face these catastrophes, whether to live happily with the rest of your life, or to find yourself after serious thinking, this is the most important difference. I gave you three days to think, and I also gave you three days It's time to go to Li Palace to meet me, but you don't have any, so I have to come and ask myself, what are you going to choose."
Chen Changsheng didn't turn around, nor did he intend to answer.
The Pope understood why he hadn't asked Li Palace for help in the past three days, and said, "Do you think all of us have lied to you?"
Chen Changsheng remained silent.
The Pope said: "As long as I am alive, I will protect you for a day. This is my promise to Merisa."
Chen Changsheng still didn't speak.
The Pope walked to his side, looked out the window that no longer existed with him, and said, "I'm going to die."
When he heard these words, Chen Changsheng's eyes fell on the grass by the lake, which was covered with thick fallen leaves, some with a golden luster, which was beautiful, while some were dead and rotten, lifeless.
He finally spoke.
"Uncle, what do you want me to say?"
The Pope looked at the yellow and red autumn forest and the striking green banyan tree, and said calmly: "The past is past, it is time. Similar to this, the movement of the stars and the change of fate can only happen If you move forward, then we can only look forward, no matter how much the things that have happened have hurt you, at least your illness is cured now."
According to ordinary people's thinking, Chen Changsheng did not suffer any harm during the change of Tianshu Mausoleum, but instead obtained the greatest benefit.
It will be dark when you close your eyes, and your own world will be destroyed after death. Of course, there is nothing more important and more fortunate than living.
The Pope is not an ordinary person and would not think so. He just wanted to make Chen Changsheng wake up by pointing out this point: "Merisa should have figured this out at the beginning, so he didn't reject the proposal of senior brother. Deception, exploitation, grief, pain, you'll receive more than enough in return, that's my guess."
Chen Changsheng said: "You know, I'm not Tang Tang, nor Wang Po, and I'm not good at settling accounts."
This sentence has a deep meaning, the Pope smiled slightly, did not take it, and continued: "Your blood should not be a problem in the future, the empress does not dare to eat you, and naturally no one dares to be greedy for you." , unless the Demon Lord personally takes action, but now that he is too busy to take care of himself, he should not be able to threaten you."
Chen Changsheng asked, "What happened?"
The Pope said: "There is no definite news yet, only that Xuelao City has been closed for three days."