Chapter 783

With just one glance, Feng Qingge completely fell. Having been to so many caves and tunnels, she thought that the people here didn't understand beauty at all, and didn't know how to dress up, but now, she was completely conquered. The scene that entered her eyes was enough to shock her. She stepped over the small bridge and walked over the river, and the hazy mist spread out to both sides, and then what came into her eyes was the thousand-year-old tree. ancient tree.

If the scenery outside is spring, then what is in front of you is an autumn fairy tale. The golden maple leaves hung on the top of the tree and fell all over the ground. It took ten people to hug the thick old tree and tilted slightly. On one of the branches, there were two swings made of wood. It was not that simple. Flat wood, but an ornate hut like a castle, fenced with branches, surrounded by ivy, inlaid with golden leaves, and even the birds with outstretched wings are ready and placed above the swing.

With her heart pounding, Feng Qingge clenched her hands tightly, pretending not to care about those things, but she still glanced over there.

"Let's go and see?" Catching the flashing gaze, Mu Cangyun grabbed Feng Qingge and took a step towards the bottom of the swing.

As I got closer, I realized that the ancient tree in front of me was too big, and on the trunk, there were still words engraved. After too long, the words had been entangled by the green vines below, but they could still be seen faintly. Pushing aside Qingteng, Feng Qingge looked at the familiar words, and couldn't help but feel a shock, and read it out, "Feng Xingtian, Xuanyuan Zishuang..."

Zishuang, her mother's name is Xuanyuan Zishuang. Her father, Feng Xingtian.

Looking aside, there are images of villains holding hands with each other. There are no verses or romantic words on them. There is only one word left between the two villains, love.

"This should be left over before, do we also need to carve one?" Mu Cangyun raised his eyebrows and reached out to take out the Longyin Sword.

However, Feng Qingge rolled her eyes and frowned: "Who wants to carve with you, do you know that you are destroying cultural relics? Don't carve if it's okay, let's go and have a look."

"Really not?" Mu Cangyun laughed.

On the contrary, Feng Qingge confessed and was afraid that he would really carve something on this tree, so he hurriedly dragged Mu Cangyun's hand towards it.

Looking at the girl in front of him with a shallow smile, Mu Cangyun didn't do anything, just let Feng Qingge drag him, avoiding the ancient tree, there were no grand buildings, and a green grass stretched Go out, surrounded by three or two peach trees, the small thatched hut is behind the peach blossoms, the stone mill and stone table are the simplest and most primitive tools, and the thatched hut has no door, only one.

There is a landscape painting on the wall in front of it, the mats are hung upside down on both sides of the cantilever beam, the cushions below are spread out, various tea leaves are placed on the short coffee table, the complete set of purple clay pots are neatly arranged, and the incense burner The aroma has not been used up, faint, floating around.

Here, it should be the place where parents usually spend time together, drinking tea and sightseeing. I have to say that these two people really know how to choose a location. This place has good scenery and good air. Compared with the trivial things outside, it is indeed a good place for self-cultivation.

"Book Pavilion, over there." Looking up at the opposite side, Mu Cangyun couldn't help but say.

Feng Qingge then followed Mu Cangyun's gaze. When she saw the so-called "Book Pavilion", well, she did have the urge to strangle her father. The bookstore, for ordinary people, is at most a room full of books. Either, keep it secret and put books on the bookshelves in the cave, or follow the style of other people and put books in a house. .

However, can anyone tell her, when did the tower used to suppress evil things become a place for books? In particular, the tower is as high as eleven stories, not to mention the book, as many Nezhas are enough.

But what surprised Feng Qingge was that the place where the tower was located was so beautiful. Surrounded by the gurgling stream, the shadow of the White Pagoda is reflected on the lake. With the ripples rippling in circles, the lotus leaves on the lake are leaning against each other. Staying on the pointy lotus flower, gently vibrating its wings.

The vermilion wooden door was tightly closed, but when the two approached, it actively opened to both sides. It is warmer than expected. Around the tower, spiral bookshelves are placed, leaning against the edges, and in the center is a coffee table and a carpet. Tea cakes and tea sets are also placed. When the scroll was unfolded, the unfinished picture of Qinghe out of the bath was laid out, and a cracked brush was placed on the graphite beside it. The painting has not been finished yet, but people are no longer in this Kahai Sea.

Sighing helplessly, Feng Qingge looked around at the books on the first floor. Most of them were books on self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Those books on chess, chess, calligraphy and painting all took up two-thirds of the area. Especially when I see the book, there are actually font exercises.

"I think you can start from here." Pointing to the book on the bookshelf, Mu Cangyun could see Feng Qingge's characters before, but he really didn't understand why the fonts carved by Feng Qingge, so Xiujuan, but when it comes to writing the calligraphy, that character is really not flattering.

His face sank, and Feng Qingge pursed his mouth and said, "No need, I don't rely on a pen to eat, what to do with this thing is a waste of time."

"Oh? Then what do you want to learn, not even piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Mu Cangyun had already known what Feng Qingge was thinking, but Mu Cangyun just touched her little head and laughed softly, "Come with me. ."

"It's as if you've come in before." Rubbing her little head, Feng Qingge followed behind Mu Cangyun, stepping on the creaking plank, and walked towards the second floor.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but instead of a coffee table and a carpet in the center, it is filled with flowers. The books on the second floor are actually all about arranging flowers and raising grass! Feng Qingge's heart attack was almost out of anger, her parents were really leisurely enough.

The third and fourth floors...they are the simplest and most common books, but they are the most comprehensive on the entire continent. Even the books on eating and drinking have been sorted out. In the end, the acupuncture and moxibustion medicine, the magic spells, the face of high Difficult things, her head is big. And on the tenth floor, it was what she wanted.

Collected all the martial arts cheats on the mainland, ranging from simple to difficult, installed a bookcase, and on the other side, there are eighteen weapons, whether swords, guns and sticks are neatly placed. As for the front, there is a scroll hanging with only one word written on it, Dao.