Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 768 Stone Steps
Xu Tonghui is a veteran.

What is worth mentioning is not only the great achievement of condensing Qi, but also the familiarity with affairs.

In fact, the few people called by the head of the family Zhuang Zhiyuan that day were all like this, and to go further, people like Xu Tonghui were the ones who performed very well in the affairs of the family servants, and they were the ones whose family had served the family for generations. Only when they are planted are they given special permission to practice.

Being good at business is not necessarily good at traveling.

But things in the world are mostly interlinked on some levels. Xu Tonghui can see that it should be the first time to do things like camping, because he has to stop and think about it from time to time, but in general, he behaves like decent.

Generally not bad!

That's already pretty good.

However, it can be seen that this man is also a little anxious while being very concentrated, especially when he is stuck in a certain place and needs to pause for a while. Guangling.

Xu Guangling completely ignored him, as if he hadn't seen him.

The camp was set up quickly, and it was almost the same as the previous life. The things and parts were naturally quite different, but the purpose of "there is a bunk on the bottom and a cover on the top" is still exactly the same.

Then there is the fire.

There is dry food, but the water must be burned.

Xu Tonghui walked around casually, collected a lot of dead leaves and dead wood, and then used a small wooden bucket to fetch a bucket of water from the nearby small river.

Not to mention Qingshui City, the entire territory of Annan County is full of rivers, large and small, criss-crossing the surface of the earth. Therefore, a considerable part of the cities in Annan County are named after "water".

Soon after, dinner began.

Xu Guangling chewed slowly, as if the dry food and the hot water were full of supreme taste.

Xu Tonghui was a little ignorant of the taste. On the one hand, the dry food was not very delicious, but it only accounted for less than one percent of the reason for his ignorance of the taste.

From time to time, his eyes would still stealthily glance at the ground beside Xu Guangling's hand.

The previous piece of paper was rolled into a tube and placed there quietly.

In Xu Tonghui's eyes, it was not paper or painting at all, but a "sacred object".

I don't know what's going on, just seeing it before, he felt that all his mind was absorbed, and he couldn't get it back until now.

There was a voice in his heart telling him, silent but determined, almost hissing: Get it!get it!

Xu Tonghui finished eating quickly.

Xu Guangling was still eating slowly, slowly, slowly.

Applying Einstein's description of the theory of relativity, the time of this meal, in Xu Tonghui's feelings, does not know if it is as long as 100 years.

When Xu Guangling put down the bowl and signaled that he was done eating, Xu Tonghui cleaned up the mess with lightning speed, cleaning up what needed to be done, and putting away what needed to be done.

Soon, um, in less than 10 minutes, he sat across from Xu Guangling again, "Master, is there anything else you need?"

he said respectfully.

"I don't need anything, Uncle Xu, do you have any?" Xu Guangling smiled.

Xu Tonghui lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but his eyes were secretly turned away again.

Xu Guangling didn't tease him too much, "Here, I will leave it to you for safekeeping for the time being."

After getting the scroll and unrolling it, Xu Tonghui didn't have anything else in his mind.

On the drawing paper, the ancient road is mottled, occupying the entire drawing paper from the front to the end, not only, it seems to extend from the drawing paper, extending forward and backward infinitely.

The sky and the earth are boundless and integrated with the ancient road.

If it is on earth, if it happens to like ancient Chinese poems, if it happens to have read a certain poem, then at this time, a few lines of words will probably emerge from its thoughts.

No ancients before

No one later

Read the world of leisure
Sullenly

Xu Tonghui naturally didn't know such words, but at this moment, his heart was occupied by a sudden inexplicable confusion.

Both have the feeling of the infinite space of the world.

And the world is infinite, and I am confused about where to go alone.

And the next moment, his line of sight shifted unconsciously, to the upper right corner of the drawing paper, the corner of the ancient road.

In that corner, a figure, half kneeling there.

That's him!
Xu Tonghui's confused and unfounded mind seemed to find a place in an instant, and he merged with the figure on the drawing paper all of a sudden.

Then, he seemed to come to the drawing paper and feel everything depicted on the drawing paper.

Can't say exactly what it feels like.

Can't tell.

In short, Xu Tonghui's mind was absorbed there.

Time passed little by little, from evening to night, and then from night to night.

Xu Tonghui had already put down his drawing paper and fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, Xu Tonghui woke up suddenly.

It's not that I haven't woken up in the middle of the night, but usually, it's all in the family. At that time, when I wake up, I will fall asleep soon. If I don't sleep, it is a neuropathy.

At this time, Xu Tonghui got up quietly, without disturbing Zhuang Mingtang who was sleeping on the other side of the felt tent, he walked out of the felt tent gently.

In the sky, a crescent moon hangs low.

At night in the wild, the wind blows across the fields, but it is not too strong. Overall, it is a kind of vastness and tranquility.

Xu Tonghui's mind suddenly turned to the painting again, and then he remembered the small words on the bottom of the drawing paper, "The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear dew spreads over the stone steps."

When looking at it before, Xu Tonghui's whole mind was absorbed by the picture. Although he saw the word, he didn't care about it. Even if he had spare time at that time, he would probably not take it seriously.

There are no flowers around here, so where can the fragrance come from?

It is still far away, and it also invades the ancient road.

That's all right, the second half of the sentence is even more problematic!

Clear dew, there is no doubt that it is dew, "Manshijie", is this dew or is the river swollen?

Besides, this is the official road, there are only big stones laid flat one after another, and there are no stone steps.

So this line of writing has nothing to do with that picture.At that time, Xu Tonghui's mind was all on the picture, until the end, he only had a vague impression of this line of words.

And that impression was just——

After the young master drew the picture, he did write this line of words "casually" which has nothing to do with the picture.

But at this time, outside the felt tent, in the night, Xu Tonghui was sitting by the official road, thinking of the painting in his mind, but this line of characters suddenly jumped out with a strong posture, replacing the painting, occupying the his mind.

Far Fang invades the ancient road.

Xu Tonghui's nose sniffed unconsciously.

It does have a smell, but it's not the smell of flowers, but the smell of some nearby big trees and weeds.

Xu Tonghui had never paid attention to these things before, and he seemed to have never paid attention to them in his past dozens of lives. Of course, he had never slept in the wild.

This is the first night, the first time.

And at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the smell seemed to be quite... nice?
Xu Tonghui's breathing slowed unconsciously, as if he was afraid of disturbing the smell, and then, the smell that passed into his nose became clearer.

But, not only into the nose, the smell seemed to pervade the whole body.

Yes, it is over.

Xu Tonghui's mind was unconsciously drawn from this sentence to the next one.

The clear dew spreads over the stone steps.

The ground is damp, and Xu Tonghui feels as a whole that it has been drenched with dew.

In the gentle breathing, Xu Tonghui's mind and consciousness seemed to be calmed down, so calm that he was close to a trance, and in the trance, the official way he was sitting seemed to slowly change.

On his left, from near to far, the stones sank little by little, piece by piece.

On his right hand, from near to far, the stones rose little by little, one by one.

The paved official road slowly turned into a sky-penetrating...

stone steps.

(End of this chapter)