The heart has always been the heart of the spectator

Qin Jianshan still went up to Lingyun Mountain.

Guan Hai suffered internal injuries and was unable to activate the stone plate, so he naturally had another plan.

Qin Jianshan used to live with all the disciples of the same generation of the Lingyun Sect in the west wing of Lingyun Temple; In the past, it was the Lingyun Sect's training ground.

The rule of Lingyun Sect is that all disciples must gather in the martial arts training ground from the hour of Chen, and practice until [-]:[-] noon.During this period of time, the head of the sect has to teach martial arts in the martial arts training ground, so Qin Jianshan chose this time to sneak into Lingyun Temple.

The room he used to live in is now the residence of Qin Jianchuan's first apprentice, and almost all the things he used have been cleared away.Qin Jianshan silently exited the room, looked around again, and then went to the study in the front yard.

According to Guan Hai, the confidential books of the Lingyun Sect are all stored in the library in Beishan, and there is nothing important in the study.

But Beishan has always been a forbidden area of ​​the Lingyun sect, and to go to Beishan, you have to pass through the martial arts field, Qin Jianshan certainly would not choose this time to go there.He glanced roughly at the books related to the Lingyun Sect in the study room, except for the deeds of the sages who founded the school and the canon of the Lingyun Sect, there were indeed no secrets.

It wasn't until after three quarters in the afternoon that most of the disciples in the teaching came back from the martial arts training ground and went to the dining room. Qin Jianshan carefully avoided the crowd and went from the flower bed to the martial arts training ground behind the yard.

Not far ahead is the martial arts training ground, Qin Jianshan was about to jump out of the flower bed, when he heard several people calling "the head".

"Well, let's all go back." Qin Jianchuan's voice came from not far above his head, Qin Jianshan held his breath and remained motionless; fortunately, Qin Jianchuan didn't notice anyone in the flower bed, and went back to the east wing room on his own.

When the footsteps faded away, Qin Jianshan raised his head slightly, only seeing the back of Qin Jianchuan in a navy blue python robe.They have known each other for more than 20 years, and they are very familiar with each other. Qin Jianshan never thought that they would face each other with swords and swords one day.

After a while, no more human voices could be heard, Qin Jianshan quickly jumped up from the flower bed, passed through the side door in the backyard, and entered the training ground; the sun was scorching hot, and there was no one in the training ground, Qin Jianshan Seeing Shan Shi unfolding his lightness kung fu, he arrived at the foot of Beishan in a short while.

There is only a small stone tablet in front of me, with the word "Beishan" written on it; I heard that some unruly disciples thought that there were peerless secret books in Beishan Library Pavilion, and wanted to break in, but they were seriously injured and unconscious Going down the mountain, since then he has lost his martial arts and is insane, and he doesn't know anything about the mountain.

Of course Qin Jianshan was still afraid, but he comforted himself by saying that now Qin Jianshan is already a dead person in the Lingyun sect, so of course this forbidden place cannot be called a forbidden place; Damn kid.

After bowing to the stele three times, Qin Jianshan stepped up the mountain.

The trees on both sides of the road were not tall or dense, and the sun above his head was still shining brightly, so Qin Jianshan felt less uneasy.

But halfway up the mountain, the mountain road suddenly turned a corner; there were towering trees in sight, the canopy of which was so dense that it blocked almost all the light, there was no wind on the road, but it could feel the continuous coldness.

Qin Jianshan stood there for a while, and when he turned around, he found that the way he came from seemed to be unclear; he didn't go into it, and turned his head until his eyes got used to the darkness before moving on.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, a small building finally appeared in front of my eyes, with a vermilion lacquer gate on the front, a plaque hanging on the door, with the words "Zangshuge" written on it, and a row of small dark red characters below.Those characters are similar to those on the stone plate, but not exactly the same. Of course, Qin Jianshan doesn't know any of them.

The small building is hidden in the woods, the paint on the door and the plaque has peeled off a lot, and it looks in disrepair; Qin Jianshan can only see two floors of the building when he looks up, and he can't see it any further.

The door of Zangshu Pavilion was not locked, Qin Jianshan pushed the door lightly and it opened.He walked into the hall, and found that the hall was inlaid with night pearls the size of a child's fist, so the hall was not dark; since he entered the door, it was very clean and tidy everywhere, without any signs of dilapidation, except that it was a little cold, which was different from the scenery below the mountain. Buildings are no different.

Apart from tables and chairs for receiving guests and a screen, there are no other objects in the hall.Behind the screen is the stairs to go upstairs. The stairs here are extremely narrow and steep, and it is quite difficult to go upstairs.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the hall on the first floor, except that there are two more six-story bookshelves, and there are pens, inks, papers and inkstones at the bottom of the bookshelves, and nothing else.There are no windows on the first and second floors, and they are only illuminated by luminous pearls.

There is a door in the stairwell between the third floor and the second floor, and when the door is opened, there is a dazzling light.Qin Jianshan got used to it for a while before walking to the window, but the window was nailed shut and could not be opened. Qin Jianshan poked a hole in the window with his fingers, and he could see the vast mountains outside, obviously Lingyun Mountain He Lingyun couldn't see the side.

This book collection pavilion has nine floors, and each floor is nearly two feet high; the books on the lower floors are mostly ordinary martial arts secrets and classics and history collections. It was not until the ninth floor that Qin Jianshan saw the " Thirteen Chronicles".

Nine six-storey bookshelves were placed on the ninth floor, each of which was full of books, which were chaotic and irregular. It took Qin Jianshan more than two hours to find "Thirteen Chronicles".However, there are only a few pages of "Thirteen Records" that Qin Jianshan can understand. Most of the characters and symbols are similar to those on the stone plate, so this book is useless to Qin Jianshan .

Qin Jianshan felt a setback, but still refused to give up, and decided to read all the books on the shelf where "Thirteen Chronicles" were stored, hoping to find clues.

So until it was completely dark, no clues were found; Qin Jianshan didn't find a very serious thing until then - he couldn't go downstairs.

When going upstairs, except for a door between the second floor and the third floor, there is no other convenience.But when he went downstairs, Qin Jianshan clearly touched a thick wooden door. He tried hard but couldn't push it open; He Guanhai's whereabouts will become the eternal sinner of the Lingyun sect.

In the Zangshuge, the moonlight could not come in at night, and the room was pitch black. Qin Jianshan groped his way back to the bookshelf, and began to exercise and meditate calmly.The night in Beishan was very quiet, only the cicadas and frogs could be heard occasionally, so Qin Jianshan spent his first night in Zangshu Pavilion like this.

The next day before Mao, Qin Jianshan was woken up by the sound of sweeping the floor. He opened his eyes and saw that someone put a large bowl of rice, a plate of side dishes, and a pot of water on the stairs on a wooden tray.Qin Jianshan naturally didn't dare to eat, so he hurried downstairs to see where there was a wooden door in the stairwell, all the way down was unimpeded, and he didn't see the door from yesterday until between the third floor and the second floor.The sweeping sound continued, but it was not on the seventh floor above. Qin Jianshan wanted to go downstairs again, but he still couldn't open the door of the stairwell.

A burst of unspeakable fear hit Qin Jianshan's heart. He settled down, bowed his hands and saluted downstairs, and then said loudly: "Your junior, Qin Jianshan, a fifth-generation disciple of the Lingyun Sect, violated the canon and broke into the Library Pavilion. It is an unforgivable crime to disturb a senior expert, and I invite the senior to show up and ask the disciple to plead guilty in person."

Qin Jianshan's voice echoed in the nine-story building of Zangshu Pavilion, but there was no response, and even the sound of sweeping the floor became intermittent; other than that, there were no other human voices in the building.Even though Qin Jianshan was full of righteousness, he also felt a chill down his back at this moment.

After staying for a while, the sound of sweeping the floor disappeared, and all the sounds in the building disappeared. Qin Jianshan said what he had just said again, but there was still no response.

Is there really a ghost in this Zangshu Pavilion?Qin Jianshan shook his head, got rid of the boring thoughts in his mind, and went back to the ninth floor; of course he also ate the food at the top of the stairs, as long as he was locked up here without food, he would starve to death, and the people in this building Be it a ghost or a ghost, there is really no need to poison the food.

After seven days like this, Qin Jianshan failed to find any written records related to "Fushi", but he found a "Beishan Notes" left by the seniors in the sect about the martial arts of the Lingyun School.The notes recorded the senior's experience of practicing kung fu for more than [-] years, and of course he also felt the stagnation of internal energy, so Qin Jianshan began to adjust his breath according to the book.

But being stuck in the building all the time also made Qin Jianshan start to feel anxious, among other things, even Guanhai at the foot of the mountain would be worried about his safety.

Finally on the eighth day, Qin Jianshan was not awakened by the sound of sweeping the floor as usual, which made him a little uncomfortable; but when he opened his eyes and looked up the stairs, he was startled.

Usually when he woke up, there would be food and drinking water on the stairs; today, there was an old man in a gray robe standing at the stairs.

Qin Jianshan immediately stood up and straightened his clothes to salute the old man, "Junior Qin Jianshan, I have met senior."

The old man didn't speak, and before Qin Jianshan could see clearly, he had already reached in front of him and grabbed his wrist.The old man moved extremely fast, presumably he had mastered the Lingyun sect's lightness kung fu to perfection; Qin Jianshan had only seen one person before that could compare with his swiftness of movement, and that was Dongfang Bubai.

"You practice according to "Beishan Notebook", but you feel that your inner strength is more advanced than before?" The old man's voice was still clear, and when he opened his mouth, it was as if he had been watching Qin Jianshan for the past few days, and he knew his actions very well. .

"Yes. Dare to ask what is the name of the senior?"

The old man let go of Qin Jianshan's hand and shook his head, "It's been a long time since no one called my name, and I forgot myself." He walked a few steps inside to see the bookshelf that Qin Jianshan turned over. "What are you really looking for?"

"Thirteen Chronicles."

The old man turned his head to look at Qin Jianshan, looking very surprised. "I thought you broke into the forbidden area for martial arts. You are the fifth-generation disciple, so who is the current master, Qin Jianchuan?"

"Disciple Qin Jianshan is the senior brother of the current head Qin Jianchuan."

The old man smiled, stroked his beard, and even had a smile on his face, "So you are the one who lost the martial arts competition and fell off the cliff. Why, you didn't fall to your death when you fell from Qingping Cliff? "

Qin Jianshan didn't know if the old man knew the secret technique of his sect, so he thought about it and said: "The disciple saved his life by mistake."

"Surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings. You must have had some adventures in that time and space."

Never expecting the old man to understand his experience so clearly, Qin Jianshan calmed down before replying: "Yes."

"I've been here for more than [-] years, and you are the first person who dared to break in without permission; and it's very rare that you are living so peacefully, neither crazy nor crazy."

Qin Jianshan felt that the old man in front of him should be about the same age as Guan Hai, but he didn't expect that he had lived in Zangshu Pavilion for more than [-] years, so it was no wonder that he had never seen him in teaching; Guan Hai should have been eight years ago I have been to Zangshu Pavilion, the old man has indeed not seen anyone for a long time.

"What do you want to find "Thirteen Chronicles"?"

"Since the seniors already know about the opportunity of the juniors, the juniors will no longer hide it; the juniors want to go back to that world again."

The old man’s reaction was similar to that of Guan Hai, probably thinking that Qin Jianshan was crazy, “If you want to learn the secret techniques in the book, I can teach you; if you can’t improve your martial arts, I can also teach you how to resolve them. But why? , you want to go back to the world that had nothing to do with you?"

Qin Jianshan talked about his fate, Dongfang Bubai, and why he had to go back.

"As you said, you met 'her', but only two years ago."

"Yes."

"Can you really have such affection in two years? Have you ever thought that maybe 'she' has already found a lover during the time you disappeared?"

"What you love, no regrets."

The old man turned his head and looked at Qin Jianshan strangely. Qin Jianshan watched the old man quietly without dodging or avoiding.After a long time, the old man shook his head, "I thought I had seen through everything in this world, but it turned out that I never understood the word love. That's all." After speaking, he went downstairs slowly, Qin Jianshan couldn't hear him The sound of footsteps, and after a while the old man's voice came again clearly, "Think carefully whether you want to stay in this building with me."

The author has something to say: Ah, the happy May Day holiday is coming to an end, Lan Guo.