Nightfall

Ning Que stood under the stairs and scratched his head, recalling the rules of the previous Old Book Library teaching, as if there was no prohibition on students’ 2nd-layer floor. During the hesitation, some people walked around the side of the building and walked straight up the stairs. Listening to the footsteps, he was in a loose mood. He placed the this King in the book next to the column and set off the front of the robe. Pick up the stairs.

The second floor of the Old Book Library is quieter than the following, but the bookshelves and collections are much smaller. Relatively speaking, the horizon has become wider. He went upstairs and found that there are already many people upstairs, each in front of the bookshelf. Picking up books to read, some people are full of smirk, and some people have words in their mouths, and they are very excited.

Most of the books in the history books are on the first floor, and the books on the second floor books are biased towards the martial arts and the Culture section. The teaching before entering the building has already said that I can’t help reading, but suddenly I found a treasure mountain suddenly appeared in front of me. I didn’t say hello and there was no harbinger of thunder. Ning Que still thinks this is an unreal dream. He stood in the bookshelf, silent for a long time before gradually digesting the shock of his heart.

“Li Zhitang Says Buddha”, “Psyche Power and Fingerprint Verification”, “Cultivation Five-Dimensional Brief”, “Reminiscence of West Ling”, “Seethrough Classic”, “South China Collection”, “Southern Jin sword technique genre review”, “The Dictionary of Wanfa Appreciation”… He walked in front of the bookshelf, his eyes fell on the spines of the densely packed books, and the shocking heat had already become utterly stunned, and the hands in his sleeves shivered slightly. He doesn’t have to take out these books to see, just look at the names of the books to guess what’s inside.

That year, he spent a long time with the silver coin, followed the Wei City food team to the Kaiping market, while looking for a doctor for Sang Sang, while looking for a stinky dog ​​in all the bookstores in Kaiping Market, he finally found him. A book on the induction, and then turned over for a few years, until finally turned into a copper pot in the holding of ashes.

That year he killed seventeen horse thieves on the Blue Lake and saved the Wei City firewood team. The general asked him: What do you want? All Wei City soldiers and civilians can find money to find a red scorpion to open the shackles. He holds the sensational article in the hand that is read and thin, and replies: I want to learn Culture, the general is speechless.

The Cultivator next to Mount Min said that you can’t, the officer of the military assessment shook his head, Lu Qingchen, the old man sighed, the teacher of the Academy Art branch of study patted his shoulder yesterday, knowing that there was a World in front of him, but he kept walking. If he doesn’t go in, he tells Sang Sang that it’s okay, he can make a piece of the world with his own knife and arrow, but it’s really a problem, because he is not willing to watch the World Shadow 绰绰 appear in front of him, but he doesn’t know what is inside. landscape.

Until he walked into the Academy Old Book Library, went up the stairs and went upstairs to see these densely packed books. He knows that it may be difficult for him to change his physical condition through these books, but at least he can take a look at what the World looks like. For the first 16 years, he struggled with the too sensitive article, just like holding the last A poor child with a potato, today he finally saw a large sea-like paddy field. Even though the rice fields are still not his, he is really excited, and even his eyes are hot and wet.

“Sang Sang ……”

He stretched his slightly trembling fingers and stroked the spine, silently, at this moment he only wanted to share her feelings with her at this moment, only the world can only understand her mood at this time.

The books on the bookshelf full of books, he has already set his own goals, books such as “Reminiscing West Ling” are certainly not the books he is eager to read, and the materials such as “Southern Jin sword technique” are not He is now qualified to study things. He is not a good person. He knows that he can only look at the most basic things, such as the “Snow Mountain and the Ocean of Qi” in front of the finger.

Just when he had just pulled out the very thin booklet, somewhere in the building suddenly sounded a muffled sound, and the students at the bookshelf screamed and saw a student who fell to the ground somehow, and his face was pale and snowy. The body kept twitching, and the foam kept pouring out of his mouth, which looked terrible.

The four people wearing the Academy’s light-colored robes didn’t know where they came from, and went to the fainting student, catching their hands and catching their feet, and working hard at the same time, putting the poor student like a chicken. It smashed up and then quickly ran to the stairway, and the movements seemed to have been practiced numerous times.

The students at the bookshelf look at each other in dismay, remembering the warning of the teacher’s smile before entering the Old Book Library, feeling a sense of no reason, but no one left, instead the student who came upstairs more and more.

All the students are from the world, young people, talented people, like Ning Que, they are very curious about the mysterious World, and have a strong confidence that they should be able to enter that World, so they continue to silently take off the bookshelf Books are silent and read books, and they don’t know what to do.

It was a heavy muffled sound of heavy objects, and another young student was pale and fainted to the ground. Ning Que silently looked at the man who was quickly lifted away, and his mood became hesitant and hesitant, but after all, he still like the rest. Like the classmates, they can’t resist the temptation of the new World, and they turned their minds into the booklet in their hands.

The first sentence of “Snow Mountain and the Ocean of Qi” is: “Heaven and Earth have breathing, it is for interest…”

Ning Que looked nervously and deliberately down the handwritten ink. Suddenly he found that the writing in his eyes became blurred, as if someone had placed a piece of frosted glass between the lines of sight. He knew that this was probably the teacher. The warning outside the building, the bite of the tongue is forced to wake up and continue reading.

“People are the spirit of all things, so they can understand the way of nature, and the will is the power. It is also for Psyche Power.”

As I read, the writing on the Booklet became more and more blurred, and it gradually became a group of ink. He squinted desperately and wanted to make the words in the eyes clearer, because they were too focused and eyebrows. It was beginning to faintly hurt, and those vague handwritings gradually drifted away from the paper!

“Psyche Power is in the brain, between Snow Mountain and the Ocean of Qi. It’s a frost for the water, and it’s all over the body, and it’s around the body Breath of Nature…”

Each and everyone’s faint ink drifted away from the yellowish paper, into his eyes, into his mind, and after a wave of shocks, like a long paddle in the sea next to the sea boat. Ning Que didn’t feel pain, but found that his body began to shake with this agitation, his eyes became more and more blurred, and his chest was sullen and vomiting, like seasickness to the extreme!

He was groaned, forcibly closed the booklet in his hand, and gasped for a few times in a hurry. He finally got rid of the mysterious dizzy World, took a few deep breaths, and gradually returned to calm.

There are several places on the side of the window, sitting in a middle-aged woman wearing a professor’s gown. She used to think that she had nothing to notice, but she concentrated on her case. After a slap in the face, her brows raised her head slightly and looked at the pale Ning Que, her eyes flashing a touch of color.

The female professor has been in the Old Book Library for more than 20 years. I don’t know how many new students who have entered the Academy have lost their books. Until the end, it’s hard to bear the mental impact. It’s fainting, but like Ning Que, I’ve started reading, but It is extremely rare to be able to control the mind and reconnect to the book with strong willpower.

Ning Que didn’t know that he had caught the attention of the female professor. At this time, he was all in the thin book in his hand. When he adjusted his interest, he felt that his mental strength had returned to normal, with the slightest hesitation. Open the cover of the booklet and continue to look down.

Just now he saw the word “sense”, so he continued from the sense of the word, but this time when his eyes just fell on the word of the sense, he suddenly felt that the two ink words floated forward, directly Swinged into my own mind, stirred up a very embarrassing 涞 @玩涞囊蜃蜃蜃@舜蛄斯矗

The hand and the book in the eye disappeared. He looked down at the bookshelf in the line of sight and gradually sinked. The book that was densely displayed in one place accelerated the sinking. Finally he saw the white roof, and then it was dark, the deepest darkness of the seabed.

………… A Horse-drawn Carriage was parked at the door of the old pens at 40 Seven Lanes. The curtains picked up and Ning Que walked down the Horse-drawn Carriage, screaming at the driver and the Academy deacon in the carriage. I’m very sincere and said: “many thanks.”

Horse-drawn Carriage replied, Ning Que took a deep breath, licked the still pale cheeks, walked into the shop, looked at the rags thrown away, and looked at his own Sang Sang with a look of curiosity. “Academy… is the best place in the world, but it is also the worst place.

He had previously fainted in the Old Book Library until the Horse-drawn Carriage was about to enter the Vermilion Bird door. He didn’t even remember how he was fainting. What made him feel scared and lost was that he even forgot what the book he was watching before he was in a coma. No matter how he thought about it, there was no star memory in his mind.

“But I must warn you that the mysterious books you are curious about can’t be remembered, you can only understand it. As for the truth, I still don’t explain it. Manpower is sometimes poor. If you don’t have the potential of Culture, you have to force it into the book. Cause some very bad results to happen.”

He now finally understands the true meaning of the warning that the Academy taught before the Old Book Library, and even faintly guessed that the books on the bookshelf should be written with some kind of technique.

“There are a lot of Culture books in the Old Book Library, and I was thinking, you should be there.”

Ning Que looked at Sang Sang and remembered the picture of her own child who was weak and weak, like a little mouse, rushing to the bookstore in Linping City. He said softly: “But you have to read the books, it seems to be A very troublesome thing, I feel that there is a mountain in front of me.”

“Young Master, can’t you go around?” Sang Sang asked with a small face and a worried eyebrow.

Ning Que shook her head and looked at her quietly and asked: “We have discussed before, what if a mountain can’t go around?”

Sang Sang forcedly nodded and said: “Open the mountain.”

(To be continued)