Chapter 1267

Wang Yong didn't ask too much. There are too many strange things about this girl. Maybe she can find a place to escape from the wind and snow.

Both of them were not slow. They ran all the way to the northwest.

The girl seemed to understand Wang Yong's mind. When she led the way, she would deliberately avoid the crowded places, which made Wang Yong feel strange. If there was such a maid, it would be pretty good.

However, Wang Yong just wanted to think about it. He did not dare to do it. A master of traditional Chinese culture who advocates the idea of equality and justice, even accepts underage girls as maids. If it is spread, it will definitely stir the world. By then, all Wang Yong's efforts will be in vain.

"Not yet? "Slave." Nearly two hours, they are still wandering in the snow ridge, Wang Yong can't help asking.

"Soon." That's what the girl said.

Had it not been for the girl's calm expression, Wang Yong doubted that the girl had forgotten the road.

The night is heavy, and the wind and snow begin to flow sparsely. In less than half an hour, it will turn into a heavy snow that ravages the plateau.

In the ice and snow, if you can't find a place to escape, it's still a small matter to be buried in the snow. I'm afraid it will freeze to death here.

"Found it!" The girl suddenly stopped and pointed to an abyss under the snow peak.

Wang Yong stepped forward and glanced at the abyss.

You can't see the bottom. You can't see what's underneath. Is there a place to hide?

Are you kidding?

Susu, a mass of snow was kicked by Wang Yong's toes and fell into the abyss.

Until a long time did not return the sound of falling, Wang Yong can not help but frown.

"Slave, are you sure?"

The girl nodded solemnly: "it's down there."

Wang Yong turned around and left: "there is still a little time for Blizzard to come. We should be able to find a place like a mountain depression. As for what you said here, don't make fun of your own life. "

But Wang Yong walked more than ten meters, only to see that the girl did not follow.

Wang Yong turns his head and looks at it in surprise, then his expression changes suddenly.

The girl is gone!

"She won't really jump, will she?" Wang Yong was shocked.

Go back to the abyss and look down. There is snow and fog in the abyss. Where is the girl?

"Here, master!"

Wang Yong is anxious, but listen to below spread a voice, impressively is a girl.

The girl was standing on a cliff stretching out from the abyss, more than ten meters away, waving to Wang Yong.

This cliff is about the size of a step. You can't find it even if you look carefully in the snow covered abyss. It can be seen that the girl is not a liar, she really remembers the path.

"Is there really a relic?" Wang Yong's mind is floating.

"Master, come down!" The girl yelled at Wang Yong, then jumped up again.

The blue figure, like a warbler falling into a mountain stream, suddenly stops when it falls to a height of more than ten meters.

But the girl stood firmly on the second step again.

"It's really a ladder made deliberately!" Wang Yong's heart is clear.

So he jumped down with a whoosh, and clapped his palms on the cliff of the abyss continuously to slow down the falling speed.

Poof, Wang Yong is exactly on the first step.

Judging from the shock from the foot, this step is very solid and will not collapse because of the rapid fall.

"Master, come on!" The girl was afraid that Wang Yong could not remember the specific location of the next step, so she had been waiting for Wang Yong.

"Here we are."

Wang Yong took a deep breath and went down with a whoosh.

One after the other, they fell into the abyss like two snowflakes falling from the sky.

After jumping eleven steps, Wang Yong finally stepped on the ground of the abyss. It is estimated that the depth is at least 150 meters high according to the distance of 145 meters from each step.

After landing, the girl did not stay, but walked to the interior of the abyss.

Wang Yong followed him silently.

Although the bottom of the abyss is dim, with the help of the reflection of the snow, we can still see some things.

The road led by a young girl is a road dug by hand. Below is hard bluestone, covered with ice dregs, extending to the deepest part of the cliff.

On both sides, you can see some exaggerated graphic symbols, and even the lampstand with long-term lights.

Is it the tomb of a historical figure?

Wang Yong forward with this question, when came to a stone door in front of, suddenly the whole person was stunned.

There are four characters carved on the top of the stone gate, which completely smashes the speculation of Wang Yong's ancient tomb.

Yuexia school palace.

Here, it is a school palace!

"Yuexia academy? How can I have no impression of such a school? There seems to be no similar relics on the Tibetan Plateau, but this academy is very strange! " Wang Yong muttered to himself.

Subconsciously, he would reach out and push open the stone gate.

When the girl saw Wang Yong's action, she was shocked to remind her: "master, be careful!"

Before Wang Yong could react, he was suddenly stunned, his eyes numb, and seemed to lose consciousness.

Deeply embedded in the stone wall, the four characters of "Yuexia Xuegong" twinkle with blood, like a pair of eyes fixed on Wang Yong, as if they had taken away all the spirits of Wang Yong.

When the girl looked at the four words, her little mouth pursed slightly: "hum! It's the same trick! The last time the master came, he just gave a cold hum and broke your illusion. This time it must be faster! "

But then let the girl down.

One minute, two minutes

Tens of thousands of cold humming time passed quietly. Wang Yong was at a loss and didn't wake up.

The girl was worried at last, but in vain, she couldn't help.

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"Where am I?" In front of Wang Yong's eyes, the scenery suddenly changed, and he appeared in a teahouse in China.

Teahouses, whether in architecture or furnishings, or in people's clothing, are all typical of Ming style.

Wang Yong looked down at himself. He had a pair of square shoes at his feet. He was wearing straight clothes, long clothes and walking clothes. Except for a six in one hat, the rest were all dressed up as a scholar in the Ming Dynasty.

I'm going through this?

When he was doubting, he listened to himself and said, "sophomore, what's interesting recently? Let's hear it."

Wang Yong was stunned. This is not what he said. Just now he was wondering where he was. He didn't want to speak at all.

So who said that?

Just in doubt, the second child has begun to talk about all kinds of common hearing.

"Wang Yong" of Ming style clothes and crowns is also interested in listening. He nods and praises from time to time, raises his glass and drinks from time to time, and sometimes shouts "yes".

All these actions were not made by Wang Yong.

It seems that Wang Yong is just a ghost light attached to the scholar. He has his own ideas, but he can't influence the scholar's actions.

"I see!" Wang Yong was suddenly enlightened“ It's also an illusion created by the spirit of boxing! The same as Wang Wu's! But this time slightly different is that I no longer look at it from a spectator's point of view, but directly attached to the protagonist. I don't know if this will have any effect on me... "

"Mr. Wang, have you been thinking about bamboo again recently?" At this time, a person who seems to be familiar with the scholar comes and says hello.

"Chief? This scholar has an official position. During the Ming Dynasty, there were many chief officials in each ministry, which were the official posts of zhengliupin. But when you have an official position, you don't even wear Zhu Zishen's clothes. It's a little puzzling. " Wang Yong shakes his head.

At this time, I heard the scholar retort solemnly: "brother Cairen, this is not true. I was not thinking about bamboo, but learning from things."

"What's the reason for the king's affairs?"

The scholar sighed with regret: "never. So now I have great doubts about the four words of "learning from things". I think learning from things is inferior, and the really superior should be the unity of knowledge and practice. Nothing can be thought out by thinking about something. Only when thinking and acting are integrated, can we truly achieve the realm of heaven and man without good and evil. "

"Tut Tut, Lord Wang, I don't think you should be a little chief official of the Qing Dynasty. You should learn from Zhu Zi and write books, and become a" son "in the future." The man's words were full of sarcasm.

It's a pity that the scholar didn't seem to be able to hear each other's taunt. Instead, he said with deep approval: "what you said is true."

"Ha ha ha, I think you are crazy about the king's business!"

There was a lot of laughter in the teahouse.

Only the scholar looks serious, as if he is really thinking about the future after becoming a "son".

Boom!

When Wang yongru was struck by lightning, his whole soul was frozen in place.

From the conversation just now, Wang Yong was impressed to find out what the ridiculed scholar was!

Wang Yangming!

That's Wang Yong, the ancestor of the Wang family 500 years ago!

Wang Yangming once did things like being the head of the Qing Dynasty's official department, looking at bamboo and putting forward the unity of knowledge and action.

What's more, Wang Yong also understood the reason why the scholar, as an official, didn't wear Zhu Zishen's clothes. Wang Yangming's idea was different from Zhu Xi's. how would Wang Yangming like to wear the clothes invented by Zhu Xi?

"How did I come to Wang Yangming's spiritual world? Is the Yuexia school actually founded by Wang Yangming? So when I touched the stone gate of the Academy, it caused the erosion of Wang Yangming's mind, which led me to be drawn into the world of Wang Yangming's mind? " Wang Yong thought of it in shock.

"This gentleman's idea sounds fresh. Can you tell me more about it?" At this time, a beautiful and suffocating woman came slowly and sat opposite Wang Yangming.

Wang Yangming looked at the woman, her eyes suddenly burst out with a touch of light, and then gathered away.

"I'm not in a good mood. You'd better not provoke me." Wang Yangming was not moved by the woman's appearance, but was indifferent.

A little surprise flashed across the woman's eyebrows, but she said quietly, "what if I insist on provoking you?"

Wang Yangming picked up a bamboo chopstick on the table, gently scratched it on the table, and instantly wrote the word "kill".

Although it's written with tea, it's still hard to hide the awe inspiring murder in this word. Wang Yong's soul light was stimulated by this killing word, which was a little unsteady and wavering.

"The world's spirits can be killed as much as possible!" Wang Yangming replied.

The corner of the woman's mouth slightly cocked up, and a masochistic smile appeared: "I'm afraid you don't have this ability! My little girl has set up a school. Do you dare to come with me and talk about life and death? "

Wang Yangming disdains to sneer: "even if it's just a little charming, dare to imitate the sage to set up a school! Let alone talk about Yin and Yang, life and death! I'll go and beat up your fake school hall! "