[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

"You really don't want me to stay?"

Kong Yun could hear the seriousness in the other party's tone, but he could also sense something inexplicable and unexplainable from the expression of the junior Slytherin.This choice had nothing to do with impulsiveness, let alone reason, it was not like the choice he knew Draco would make, but it was serious enough.

He was silent for a long time, and the other party also waited patiently for a long time. The summer wind was humid and warm, but the two of them standing under the scorching sun looked as calm as ice.

Kong Yun did not answer this question directly.

"Our family's magic system is different from most of the magic systems in other countries, including ours."

Draco froze slightly.

Of course, he was not unaware of what Kong Yun said - at least as Chinese people, Li Xiaolang and Kong Yun used quite different spells.As early as when Hogwarts unexpectedly welcomed a Chinese exchange student, Draco deliberately investigated this completely unfamiliar magic system. To his disappointment, the wizards in this country seemed to be extremely low-key, so that he didn’t even look into it. No meaningful information.

But now, Kong Yun seemed to want to come out on a tray.

The person who told the story was as if nothing had happened, as if he was not talking about any family secrets, but just telling an ordinary story, but the person who was listening hesitated instead, but before he could take the initiative to stop, Kong Yun has gone on to say:

"In our family, the cultivation of spiritual power—that is, the magic power you call, is essentially the perception and cultivation of Tao." In order to ensure that the other party can understand, Kong Yun thought for a while and added: "In your words, 'Tao' is actually an existence similar to one's own belief, will and idea."

"The deeper the understanding of Tao, the stronger the will, the stronger one's own spiritual power will be, and vice versa."

Noticing Draco's slightly uncomfortable expression, Kong Yun understood in his heart: "These are not really big secrets, and you don't need to have any psychological burden."

"I know what you're worried about." He said calmly, "That's why I didn't deliberately cover up when I used my family's spells at Hogwarts—the Tao of the Kong family is based on benevolence."

"For those who don't believe in benevolence and righteousness, and don't practice morality, even if they know the corresponding spells, they will never be able to use the corresponding spells."

The power of the Confucian family originally came from the "Tao" of Confucius, and the powerful spiritual power born from "benevolence" will also disappear because of "benevolence".This unwritten rule fundamentally cuts off the possibility of the Confucian family doing evil—from the moment they abandon their faith, all the power born of the Tao will eventually disappear.

"When I first found out that my second brother and my father didn't contact me on purpose, I was...very depressed." Kong Yun took a breath and said slowly, "But now, I seem to understand that they didn't contact me in time. It’s a reason for me to stay in Japan alone and face it alone.”

"This is my own path, and it can only be resolved by myself," he said.

"I see." Draco said flatly, although he didn't want to admit it, but he really didn't like the feeling of being rejected - this made him purse his lips, turn around and leave without thinking.

However, this time, before he could take a step, someone grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"So..." Facing the slightly displeased expression of the other party, the young man held the corner of his lips and showed a sincere smile: "Can you do me a favor?"

Draco turned around, and found the sincerity in the boy's eyes that he was all too familiar with.This made his mood a little clearer.The junior Slytherin raised his eyebrows and asked him casually: "So, do you know what price you need to pay for asking me for help?"

He spoke seriously, but Kong Yun blinked his eyes and said innocently: "...I thought we were already friends?"

"Then you should understand better—" Draco gave him a kind smile: "I never do any business at a loss."

It has to be said that once some things start, the troubles that follow will gradually become easier.

"...That's how things are." After briefly telling the story between himself and Kong Yong, Kong Yun was silent for a while before continuing to speak: "As for why Uncle Liu became like that, I can probably understand, he The reason for this choice—"

Kong Yong squatted down, and neatly placed the last formation crystal on the previously drawn formation eye.As the last crystal returned to its place, a very faint white light shot out from the crystal under his hand, gathered with other light beams in the entire courtyard, and finally turned into a layer of faint white light, covering the entire courtyard .

After doing all this, he stood up, walked away from the last formation, and walked towards the only basement in the courtyard.

If Kong Yun stood here, he would find that although the courtyard is not big, the interior layout is very similar to the main house of the Kong family. In front of the opened basement.

The entire basement is made of special "meditation stones". There is no light in the room, and the only lighting objects are a few old-fashioned candles. The brightness and breadth of the light are extremely limited. Shimen, the outside sunlight can barely enter the room, making the interior of the room barely bright.

Kong Yong pushed open the stone door at this moment, but he had no intention of going in. The man just leaned against the stone door lazily, and asked the people inside with a smile in a chatty tone: "What do you think of this room?"

What responded to him was endless silence, and more than a dozen pairs of tired and resentful eyes.

"...Why?" The speaker's voice was hoarse and weak, and his face was terribly pale, but Kong Yong turned a blind eye to it.

He took two steps inside, and glanced casually across the entire room: from the nearest stone door, to the pale ceiling above, from the dark red candles on the table, to the silent man huddled in the corner. crowd.Facing the resentful eyes of many people, the man smiled softly.

"Although it's a bit smaller than the one in Kong's house, the structure is the same. This is the 'noodle room' that many people outside dream of. What are you not satisfied with?" When he said this, he paused. After a pause, he said slowly: "But then again, do people like you really have your own way?"

Although it looks like a prison for detaining someone, in fact, this room made entirely of meditation stones is an extremely rare face room.

The whole room doesn't seem to have the slightest atmosphere, but it is precisely because of this almost blank coldness that the people who enter it can be completely silent, entering a state similar to that of an ascetic, getting rid of all idle thoughts, facing To your true self without any pretense.

As a person who once locked himself in the face room for a full three years, Kong Yong couldn't be more familiar with everything in it.

"Relax, don't be nervous. For people like you who have no morals, this room can only cause some emotional torture at best, not even a mental blow." As if really wanting to comfort the other party , he said lightly: "I've been in the face room of the Kong family for three full years."

His tone was flat and casual, but the few people who heard this on the opposite side turned pale with a slap.

"What do you mean... three years ago?"

"Remember?" The man raised his eyebrows, as if a little surprised: "I thought you had forgotten about that matter long ago. Why, do you want to talk about it next? Ashamed, have a bad conscience?"

Kong Yong spoke sarcastically, but the man didn't seem to be affected at all. He raised his head, took a breath, and his expression became calmer: "...Mr. Come to this scene?"

"You're right." He spoke righteously, but Kong Yong answered calmly: "But who told you that I came here for Kong Ci?"