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Chapter 625: The Vermilion Gate

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    Gu Juan opened his eyes and looked at Su Jinxuan who had a serious expression on his side, and raised his hand not to let her continue.

    At this moment, he suddenly understood why Xu Dingbian came back from the camp to look for him, maybe it was all because of the same reason.

    After a while, he nodded slowly and said, "First of all, don't be so pessimistic. According to the latest information I have, maybe the situation will not necessarily collapse to a truly irreparable situation; second, if it does get to that point  At that time, not only my disciple Mingyue, but I will also protect you."

    "Oh, and your father, your unreliable younger brother who escaped, and the blue mother who has served you for decades, all of them should be called together. Our boat is big enough, and there is one more person and one less person.  It doesn't matter."

    "Well, won't this be too embarrassing" Su Jinxuan's eyes were hazy, she opened her mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.

    Gu Juan waved his hand directly, closed his eyes and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, ordinary things are nothing to me now, if something really happened that I can't handle, then  It¡¯s just how life should be, when the time comes, it¡¯s not too late to die.¡±

    She froze for a moment, then smiled again after a while, refilled his tea, and sat back in the chair to watch the wind and snow outside the window in a trance.

    Now that Su Jinxuan has agreed, he also wants to see what happened to the red-clothed dreaming incidents that appeared next to him one after another, so he stayed in this small courtyard and had dinner.  After the healthy Xu Mingyue practiced, she asked the two of them to rest in the inner room, and she took out the book that Xu Ding gave her, and read it by bright candlelight.

    At first he was still a little careless, but after reading a few pages later, his expression gradually became serious, he sat up straight from the original half-lying position, and turned the ancient book back to the first page  , read it carefully from the beginning.

    Time passed by, and Gu Juan had already forgotten the time, and went back and forth to read the first part of the ancient book several times. If he hadn't been here guarding the woman who loves to dream, he might have to go back to Yeluo immediately.  Garden, began to verify whether the content written in the book is true or not.

    Poof!

    Several red candles burned to the end at the same time, and the outer room suddenly became much darker. He raised his head from the ancient book, listened to the north wind that was still howling outside, got up and walked slowly, and came to the door leading to the inner room.  At the door curtain, I opened the bead curtain and took a look inside.

    The sound of even breathing came and went, and the two women, one big and one small, seemed to be sleeping soundly.

    On the dressing table in the back room, besides the big bronze mirror and all kinds of rouge and gouache, there is also an old blood-colored book on the other side near the door curtain, with a palm-sized bronze mirror sandwiched between the pages.  He didn't move under the light, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

    Gu Juan smiled faintly, took out a few candles that had just been opened and lit them, then turned around and poured himself a cup of strong tea, took a sip and savored the bitter taste spreading from the tip of his tongue, sat back at the table and prepared to drink again.  Study what is recorded in that ancient book.

    As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. If this ancient book is thrown to those scholars, they may be reprimanded as nonsense.  After a few glances, I threw it on the bookshelf to eat ashes. The most likely thing is that it should be used as a table foot and a stove, and it will never see the light of day again.

    Therefore, it is a miracle that the book came into his hands intact.

    This is a rather boring and obscure explanatory essay on popular science in the manufacturing industry without any story.

    Not only ordinary people can't understand it, but in Gu Juan's mind, even those monks who have transcended the category of ordinary warriors probably find it difficult to understand it.

    That is to say, he has inherited and maintained the good study habits of the previous time and space, and has done in-depth research and exploration on this aspect, so that he can get a little glimpse of these difficult and obscure texts and pages of complicated lines.  , I have a little idea and experience.

    If his analysis and conjectures are not wrong, this ancient book is so long that it actually only talks about one thing from beginning to end.

    According to his own words, the summary is the research and analysis on the method steps and required materials for making Taoist soldiers.

    If he hadn't been studying all kinds of dazzling abstract rune lines non-stop, and he would have given great admiration to all kinds of paper warriors, paper luan and paper cranes, and even Ye Luo's scrapped golden armor general.  interest, now will not be thisI was deeply attracted by this book, and maybe after reading a few pages, I would throw it into Xiang Lie's safe and never see the light of day again.

    "Such important learning and research materials must be well preserved, or at least let the ugly dog ??make an accurate copy of it and keep it as a backup."

    "The only problem now is that I don't know if the content mentioned above is feasible. If it is really feasible, then the value of this book will be immeasurable.  The human side has some capital to resist."

    Gu Juan closed the ancient book with great care, carefully smoothed its curly corners, rubbed his astringent eyes, got up and walked lightly to the dressing table in the inner room.

    The breathing of the two women, one big and one small, was still steady and even, and the ugly dog ??and Xiang Li were still stacked together, spread out in the corner of the dressing table, motionless.

    They slept soundly with them, really there is no such thing as a quiet time, but he is here to carry the weight for them to move forward.

    Gu Juan sighed secretly, holding the ancient book in one hand, and just touched the cover of the ugly dog ??with the other hand, but suddenly narrowed his eyes, a faint red flame and green fire ignited in the depths of his pupils, and looked at the decoration with a blank expression.  The warm boudoir gradually faded and blurred in front of my eyes, and soon transformed into another scene with a completely different style.

    This is an ancient house decorated with lanterns and festoons, beaming with joy.

    He is standing at the gate of the ancient house now, with soft and thick bright red carpet under his feet, bright palace lanterns lined up neatly on both sides, two vermilion gates in front of him, and the position above his head,  Hanging a large plaque, the four ancient characters on it shine brightly under the light, which is unforgettable at first sight.

    The only thing that somewhat spoils the elegant and festive atmosphere is a crack about a foot wide and narrow, extending from the outside of the gate to the inside, with no end in sight.

    There was a soft creak.

    The vermilion door was pushed open a gap.

    "Heaven and earth are unkind"

    Gu Juan moved his eyes away from the plaque, and a gentle and kind smile quietly appeared on his face, looking at the figure who just leaned out from the door.

    "Brother, you and I are farewell to the mountains, and we have never seen each other again. Brother, I miss you so much."

    He waved his hand towards the door and greeted enthusiastically.

    Walking out of the vermilion gate was a pale, fat man in a red robe. He stepped out of the threshold on tiptoe and looked down at Gu Pan who was a few steps away with a smile on his face.  The dead face suddenly became very exciting, and after repeated changes, it squeezed out a flattering smile at lightning speed.

    "Slave servant Zhang cook, but I can't afford to be called uncle."

    Chef Zhang bowed to each other repeatedly, and laughed so hard that he couldn't even find his eyebrows, "It's a pity that when the young lady and the young master met for the first time, the servant followed the young lady and just saw the young master's demeanor, and was blown into the sky by a gust of wind."  Missing, and not having the chance to serve the young master, I really let the slaves sigh and regret."

    "Well, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to serve at my side in the future."

    Gu Juan coughed lightly, and immediately completed the change in mentality, words and deeds, put his hands behind his back, and said condescendingly, "Chef Zhang, your lady, and the two women, one big and one small, all ran to  Where did it go?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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