A Clash of Gods

The bamboo house is not very tall, but it is not easy to climb to the plaque forehead. Qi Ning returned to the house, took the chair out, stood on the chair and raised his arms, but was able to hook the plaque forehead, and reached out and touched the plaque forehead Empty and empty, there is nothing, I thought Zhuo Qingyang said the plaque may not be this.

He moved the chair back, and the night was darker, and the wind was blowing.

Qi Ning made a big circle around the academy, and the more there were four or five places where the plaque was hung, Qi Ning first checked the surrounding movements to make sure that there was no one, and then tried to find a way behind the plaque.

I searched for several plaques and found nothing.

He was even stranger in his heart, thinking that Zhuo Qingyang's plaque was not in this academy?

He only knew that Zhuo Qingyang had no wife and children, and he lived in Qionglin Academy as his home. He had always lived in Qionglin Academy. If there was anything hidden, it was better to be as far away as possible.

Or that something hidden behind the forehead is someone who took it one step earlier and took it away first?

Qi Ning's heart was awe-inspiring. This kind of possibility might not be without it. Before that, the man took Zhuo Qingyang away and dispose of several corpses. The speed is very fast and neat. Naturally, he is not a general person. Is not impossible.

In search of thoughts, he returned to the bamboo house again, looked up at the plaque forehead, it was plain, hesitated, moved the chair out again, stood on the chair, raised his hand to hold the plaque forehead, and pulled the plaque forehead down With a click, not only did the plaque be pulled down, the door was even pulled, and several bamboo sticks were also dropped to the ground.

Qi Ning took the plaque forehead, looked carefully back and forth, and even carefully cut it with the Han Blade. There was no discovery at all, and he was a little frustrated. He threw the plaque forehead aside and wondered whether Zhuo Qingyang was confused , Casually speaking, in fact, this plaque has no secret at all.

Suddenly I felt some tingling in my hand. I raised my hand and turned my head to look around, but I accidentally put one hand on the ground and happened to press on a bamboo stick. The hand was stabbed by bamboo chips. At this time, he glimpsed a bamboo tube next to the bamboo stick, froze for a moment.

Only then the plaque was ripped off, and the bamboo stick on the door was dropped. The house was made of bamboo. The door was cut with slices of bamboo sticks, so it was rare that the bamboo tube was not cut completely. Qi Ning reached out and took it, and saw that the bamboo tube was blue in color and was a complete piece of bamboo tube.

He was stunned. Qionglin Academy was very old. The bamboo house was also built for many years. It can be seen from the yellowish bamboo sticks, but the color of the bamboo tube was bluish. It seemed that it was put on the door not long ago. Qi Ning's eyes turned slightly, and I realized at this time why he didn't find the bamboo tube. The bamboo tube was inlaid between bamboo sticks. Although it was indeed behind the plaque, it could not be touched by hand.

He looked closely, but found that both sides of the bamboo tube were blocked by bamboo film. Somewhat surprised. A gust of wind blew and the night wind was cold. Qi Ning knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time, and it was not good to cut the bamboo tube here. Now the bamboo tube was put into his arms, and he left the academy in a hurry.

After leaving the academy, I walked back to the Hou Mansion. It was already late at night. The upper and lower floors of the mansion had already rested. Qi Ning returned to his house and lit the lights and undressed. Then he sat at the table and took out the bamboo tube. After a closer look, it was only then that the bamboo tube was sealed with bamboo film at one end, although there was a bamboo film at the other end, but it could be seen that the bamboo film was obviously penetrated through a small hole, and then it was sealed with oil wax. At first glance, it seems to be blocked.

Seeing this scene, Qi Ning was excited, knowing that the bamboo tube was probably the thing that Zhuo Qingyang alluded to. He used the cold blade to pick up the sealing wax, poked a small hole, and looked inside through the light. Bamboo tube It was dark inside, but there was obviously something in it. He did n’t know what was inside. He was afraid that if he cut the bamboo tube easily with the cold blade, he might cut the things inside. Small wooden sign, dip the small wooden sign into the hole of the bamboo tube, pull it a few times, and then pull something inside to the edge of the hole.

At this time, Qi Ning discovered that a thin line was leaking from the orifice. The fingers pinched it and carefully pulled it out. When he saw that something was slowly pulled out from the inside, it was only a scroll. , Could not help but startled.

This reel is just the length of two fingers, obviously made of silk, rolled into a shaft, with a black thread tied in the middle of the reel.

Qi Ning took a breath.

Seeing this scroll, he was almost certain that it must be what the assassins wanted to **** from Zhuo Qingyang, or even what Jiang Suiyun was looking for.

Being able to get so many people to work hard to get it, this scroll is certainly not trivial.

Slightly pondering, Qi Ning untied the black line and slowly opened the scroll by the light. At this time, he found that the color of the silk had turned yellow, and it seemed that it had been a long time.

When the reel opened, Qi Ning saw three characters on the edge, but although he could see the three characters, he didn't know it at all.

These three characters have strange fonts, and Qi Ning changed his direction to look at it, and he couldn't see which three characters were. It felt like Oracle in ancient times.

Qi Ning used the lights to look at the content in the middle of the scroll, and he felt dizzy and dizzy.

I saw that the scroll was full of irregular small graphics, which seemed to be text, but it seemed to be a picture, and some were more like runes. Qi Ning's eyes widened and opened the whole scroll, from beginning to end, but it was a continuous I can't recognize a word, just like watching a heavenly book.

"I wipe!" Qi Ning dropped the scroll on the table. "What is this stuff?"

His biggest suspicion was that there might be martial arts hidden in the bamboo tube, and the greatest possibility is that there was an extremely unpredictable sword technique.

Since getting the sword figure in the old house, Qi Ning has benefited a lot, and has indeed become interested in kendo. If the scroll is really a set of swordsmanship, Qi Ning is really willing to spend his time to learn. Art does not crush, and this reason Qi Ning naturally understands.

But this scroll is like a book of scriptures, and Qi Ning doesn't know a word, which is a headache.

Of course, Qi Ning is very clear. Zhuo Qingyang refuses to hand out the scroll at all costs. Even Jiang Suiyun uses the approach to Zhuo Qingyang to get this thing. This scroll is of course not a trivial matter. The person who coveted this thing must be Not a few. Now that the chance is coincidentally obtained by oneself, apart from Zhuo Qingyang, of course, one cannot let others know that this scroll has fallen into his own hands.

Those who know that this scroll falls into their own hands, of course, the fewer the better, the more one knows, the more dangerous they might be.

He thought that the text on it might be some real ancient texts. If he does n’t understand a word, it does n’t mean that others do n’t know. There are several account rooms in the Jinyihou Mansion. Those are well-studied literati, they may know The above text is just that the scroll is too weird. Of course, Qi Ning is not going to hold the scroll to ask.

He found a pen and paper, and copied the three characters at the front of the scroll on the three sheets of paper, and copied one word on each paper, instead of keeping the three characters together, thinking about waiting for the daylight to find someone please teach me.

Tossing for a day today, he was a little sleepy, and put the scroll in a bamboo tube, went to bed and put it under the pillow, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I remembered what happened yesterday. I wanted to go to the account room. Someone came over to report it. The palace summoned it. Qi Ning could only put this matter down, clean it up, put on the marquis robe, and enter the palace. .

When the deacon **** was introduced into the Imperial Study Room, the little emperor was looking at Zhezi. When he saw Qi Ning coming, the little emperor put down the child and looked at Qi Ning up and down, seeming to laugh.

Qi Ning also looked down at himself, and the little emperor was uncomfortable, and grudgingly said, "Is there anything wrong with the emperor?"

The little emperor smiled and waved, and Qi Ning leaned closer to the desk. The little emperor snapped the table and shouted, "Hello, be bold."

Qi Ning was taken aback, but had no time to react. The little emperor laughed and said: "Qin Ning, how dare you bully the king, did you want me to cut your head?"

Qi Ning saw him laughing, relieved, and quickly said: "The emperor, the minister is loyal to the emperor, but he has not bullied the king, and the minister does not know what the emperor said."

"I got the report. Yesterday at the Jinghua Book Club, you were waiting for Jinyi, but the majesty was tight." The little emperor seemed to laugh and smile: "They said that you are proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, and books. , You tell me the truth, is there any such thing? "

Qi Ning realized this, thinking that it was for this matter. In fact, he also knew that the hot air balloon rose to the sky yesterday, which would inevitably cause shock. The little emperor would certainly know it, and laughed: "The emperor ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ chen It was because he made a bet with Jiang Suiyun and was forced to help him to come up with that way. "

"They said you really flew to the sky, is it true or false?" The little emperor asked curiously: "How did you get it out?"

Qi Ning knew that if the little emperor did n’t understand it, he would never let it go, and would not hide it at the moment. He simply took a pen, drew the graphic of the hot air balloon on the paper, and then talked about the principle of the hot air balloon. Try to be as simple as possible, but the little emperor listened with relish, asking two sentences from time to time. When it was probably clear, the little emperor said strangely: "How do you know that you can fly to the sky? I never knew."

Qi Ning smiled and said, "The emperor is the emperor, and he learns the knowledge of governing the country and the state, and he ........." He paused, looked around, and made sure that there was no one, before he lowered his voice and said: "Chen I used to be a child called Huazi, wandering around, seeing more people and listening to more stories. This hot air balloon is to hear people say, who said it, and the minister has forgotten. This time, he bet with Jiang Suiyun. I ’m not sure if I ’m going to use it. ”

The little emperor nodded slightly and said with emotion: "There are so many strange people and strange things in the folk, I sometimes think that the folk go around and learn more." But he knew that as a monarch of the country, ordinary people can easily get things at their own hands, but they cannot I got it, then smiled and said: "They also said that you are proficient in qinqishu, hehe, Qi Ning, I now doubt you a bit."

"Doubt?" Qi Ning pretended to be wronged: "The loyalty of the emperor to the emperor, his heart and lungs, the emperor has any doubts."

The little emperor stared at Qi Ning, lowering his voice and said, "I know you are not the real Qi Ning, but I still suspect that you are not Jin Yi waiting for Qi Ning, and you are not a beggar. Your origin is more simple than I thought. "" His eyes were bright and clear, but his eyes were quite deep.