Chapter 1800

Liu Zhongyi is a disciple of Confucianism. Although Gao Ge is a student of Liu Zhongyi, it is not Confucianism and Taoism that can go.

It is reasonable to say that singing should have no chance with the Wenqi here.

But inexplicably, now singing even began to devour the surrounding culture.

This can't even be done by Confucius Li and Liu Zhongyi.

Where to reason?

And singing slowly calmed down.

He was also worried about whether the Confucian spirit would cause any trouble when it entered his body, but soon he realized that those spirit would soon integrate with the star tree.

Originally, he first broke through the golden light barrier on the island, and then fought with the dragon for a while. The power of the stars in his body has been almost used, but now he began to fill quickly, just like a mobile phone that is almost dead. At this time, he connected to a flash charger.

It's cool. No, No.

"That's it, don't stop, hurry up..." Sang aloud.

After reading a few words, I felt a little ashamed. I quickly changed my mind and continued to look at the words on the dragon.

It's strange that the words were disorderly when singing before, but now the characters fall into the eyes and are pieced together into a complete content.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Words are still those words. They haven't changed from beginning to end.

But now, when those words reach the singing eyes, they seem to be marked with serial numbers.

"This is... Feng, ya, song..."

Singing, the pupil suddenly shrinks: "the book of songs?"

I really know something about singing in the book of songs.

After all, at the school meeting, I secretly wrote a love letter to Meng Jing, which was copied from the book of songs. What Guan jujiu, in the River continent, what qingzijin, leisurely my heart.

If you want to say anything else, I really don't know how to sing.

But the book of songs and singing can still be distinguished.

The difference is that when singing and seeing those contents, pictures come to mind.

……

Endless fields.

A man in a gray robe.

A cloudless sky.

The man clubbed a crutch with decorations, which could be animal bones or stones. On his face, he was a little tired.

In the farmland, men, women, old and young are

The fields are busy. It may be that the weather is cooler. Those people are laughing and working, showing a relatively relaxed state.

On the ridge sat several children, all five or six years old and six or seven years old.

They sat side by side, their small feet soaking in muddy water, muddy water, but loaches swam.

Suddenly, someone started.

The pronunciation is a little strange. It is not the Mandarin familiar with singing now.

In fact, the official words of each dynasty are different. In the long river of history, the language is constantly changing. Even if you look at it, it was another tone hundreds of years ago, not to mention... Thousands of years ago.

The song was euphemistic and beautiful, and one by one began to echo, as if it were a song they were familiar with.

The man with the crutch stopped. He looked up, smiled on his face, closed his ears and listened for a while. Then he took out the bamboo slips and began to record. If he encountered words that he didn't hear clearly, he would go forward, ask patiently, and then record again.

This is a long process.

In this process, the scene keeps changing.

There are also generals, princes, elegant literati, traffickers and pawns

Pieces of poetry were recorded, then compiled into volumes and widely spread.

……

When the high song reopened his eyes, those fonts seemed to become particularly familiar.

Originally, he thought that time should have passed for a long time. After all, it was like watching a movie for him.

However, when he came back, everything was the same as before, and nothing seemed to have changed.

If there has to be any change

That's the dragon under you. It's falling.

Gao Ge was surprised by this, but before he could think too much, the Dragon had fallen.

Liu Zhongyi and others hurried up.

"Sing, are you okay?"

Sang and shook his head.

What can I do?

If you have to say something, it is that the book of songs I saw from Chen long is strange. With the power of stars in my body, it seems that there has been some subtle changes. It is difficult to express this change clearly in words. Gaoge has experienced such a change before.

It was still in the Sancheng temple. He sang and succeeded in generating lotus step by step. Then he had the Buddha Qi and became the Buddha of the Sancheng temple.

Cough, although

, this identity has not yet brought enough benefits to Gaoge

Of course, you can't just look at interests. Singing is not so superficial.

"The dragon looks interesting. Can we take him away?" Yue Xincheng came up to him, looked at Chen long and said, "Hey, there seems to be words on him!"

"Can you see?" Sing and laugh.

Yue Xincheng looked closer and shook his head: "some words know, some words don't know, well, in fact, I basically don't know, I can only rely on Mongolia... What font is this?"

"This is the golden inscription, also known as Zhong Dingwen. It was originally engraved on bronze ware since the beginning of business. Later, when the Qin Dynasty destroyed the six countries, the golden inscription was gradually replaced." Liu Zhongyi explained aside.

Hearing this, Gao Song was surprised. He rubbed his eyes and looked at it carefully. He still couldn't believe it, because in his eyes, the words on the dragon are the most common simplified characters!

Is it for your convenience to read?

But if so

That's too face saving, isn't it?

Is it because the dragon also feels that he has no culture and certainly doesn't know Jinwen? Hehe, this is clearly looking down on yourself!

At this time, the earth suddenly began to shake under my feet.

Gao Ge and others looked stunned.

Soon, there was a rainbow coming straight.

When the rainbow fell to the ground, it made a loud bang and left a deep pit on the ground,

Yue Xincheng spread his feet to check. As a result, as soon as his head stretched out, a man suddenly came out of the deep pit.

"Lying trough!"

Yue Xincheng was startled. He gave a subconscious exclamation in his mouth, and stepped back a few steps. When he stood firm, he was surprised.

"Kong... Kong Shan Chang?!"

Gao Ge and others, the same look of amazement.

Originally, I came to Wenhai to find Kong Shanchang.

But what they didn't expect was that they didn't need them to find it now. Kong Shanchang came out by himself.

This is really a

Naughty?

Kong Shanchang's eyes were still cloudy, as if he was unspeakably tired. His eyes flashed over Gaoge and others, then stared at the dragon lying on the ground for a long time, and finally smiled.

"I knew you could do it."

That's for singing.