Chapter 193: Trace
In the distance, Taiwei heard a few panicked workers talking.
"It's evil, it's evil—it's evil—it's evil—"
The voice grew louder and louder, and the horror in the words became more and more obvious.
Under the blue sky and white sun, in front of the nobles, how could they have the courage to speak like this.
It must be horrific to be so desperate at this time.
Taiwei thought wildly, gently grabbed the shaking fan pendant, and said yes to his father's chin.
Seeing that she didn't hesitate, Qi Yuanzhang's face showed two points of relief: "Don't delay on the road, just go home." ”
Taiwei didn't say anything, but still nodded.
Qi Yuanzhang called someone to send her to the carriage.
Although they had just come on foot, the carriage was not far behind.
When Taiwei got into the car, he glanced back at the tower not far away, and it was still a mess as far as his eyes could see, and he didn't see Xue Huaijian and the national teacher, and he didn't know if Jiao Xuan was alive.
She couldn't help but think that it was good that Jiao Xuan was dead.
If he dies, no one will remember to build this broken tower to welcome some ghosts and immortals. Then her father's fate should also change.
On the carriage on the way back, Taiwei's originally beating heart gradually calmed down, and the mess in her mind gradually became clear.
When the carriage drove into Wanfu Lane, she had already made up her mind.
As soon as she got out of the carriage, she went straight to the library.
The Qi family's library has a bunch of ancient books, but it is a pity that no one reads them and only puts them in the dust.
Because no one comes to the door on weekdays, and the library is located in a remote location, there is only a small guard at the door.
When Taiwei went, the half-sized boy was squinting and dozing off.
The fallen leaves fell on his face, and he didn't notice it.
Taiwei coughed heavily.
He was startled, his eyes widened, and he hurried to follow the prestige.
"Five, five girls?"
The look of surprise in his eyes had not faded, and his voice sounded panicked, like a frightened rabbit.
Taiwei couldn't help but laugh and smiled: "I suddenly remembered a book when I had nothing to do, so I went in and flipped through it." ”
"Which book are you looking for?" the little guy slapped his face vigorously as he hurried to open the door, "The slave is going to find it for you, and you can take it back to read?"
Tai WeChat walked inside, waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'll find it myself, you just guard outside." ”
The little girl was about to go inside, but when she said this, the foot that had been lifted quickly fell back to the original place and stopped moving.
He peered into the room.
The windows were closed and there were no lights, so even if it looked dark during the day. It's not alive all year round, just a pile of dead books, and it is more and more revealing a cold atmosphere.
He held his breath, gently closed the door, and moved to the side.
The tiny ones in the room were not afraid at all.
If it's dark, it's darker, just open the window.
Her long, white fingers pressed hard against the lattice, pushing the sash outward. Then the light lit up, and a puff of ash was raised.
For a long time, no one cleaned it carefully, and the library was full of dust.
Needless to say, on the window lattice.
She just pressed her fingers, and the tips were black.
The same is true on the shelves.
Rows and rows of books, all caged in ashes, without a trace of life.
Taiwei walked to the corner and swept the dust on the shelf with a cloth in his hand, and then he felt better.
It is rumored that the ancestors of the Qi family are all book lovers, you look for one, I look for two, and I accumulate this full of books when I come and go. didn't expect her father's generation to be used to raise ashes and insects, and no one read it again.
Taiwei casually took down a book and turned two pages, but felt that the handwriting was blurry and could not be read clearly.
She thought about it, but put down the book, went to fetch the fire fold, lit the lamp, and read it again.
Sure enough, as soon as the lights came on, the words on the book seemed to light up.
It's just that the figure is reflected on the wall, and it looks quite scary.
Rao is too bold, and he feels a little uncomfortable staying alone for a long time. It was cold, as if it was winter, but it was still hot outside.
She simply sat on the floor and flipped through the books.
Whether it's a historical record or a travelogue, no matter what subset of scriptures and histories it is, she grabs up which one and reads it, and she can always read it all over when she looks at it in a row.
Time passed little by little.
The little guy outside the door waited for a long time and didn't see her come out, and seeing that the sun was setting in the west, he had the heart to ask about the situation.
He shouted "Five girls" through the door.
But there was no answer.
Thinking if he hadn't heard it, he pushed the door open lightly, stood in the doorway and shouted again.
"Five girls?"
But there are shadows inside, and there is no trace of the figure.
He couldn't help but be a little scared.
No one has ever come to this place, but today someone suddenly came, but I didn't expect it to be even more terrifying. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and suddenly saw a black shadow on the wall elongate and grow, and moved.
"Ahh
He screamed and stepped back until he reached the edge of the railing.
There was a wind whistling behind him, as if a hand was touching his hair, touching his hair all over his body, and he couldn't stand steadily.
The half-grown child had never seen anything scary, and he was timid, and when it got dark, he felt scary even when the wind and grass were blowing.
He stared straight at the half-open door, and the more he looked, the more panicked he became.
At this moment, a light suddenly appeared inside the door.
Faint and bright.
The frowning girl strode out in this glimmer of light.
Her face was dull and she didn't look happy.
The little guy touched the back of his neck.
The tentacles were cold, wet, and full of sweat.
He asked in a trembling voice, "Auntie, girl, didn't you find the book you wanted?"
Tai glanced at him slightly, and then looked back at the library behind him: "I'll come back tomorrow." ”
The little guy wiped the cold sweat from his hands.
Taiwei looked amused and handed him the lamp: "Can you read?"
The little guy was stunned, nodded and shook his head: "I recognize it, but it's really not much......"
Taiwei's face did not change, and then asked: "Can you recognize the word 'immortal'?"
"The word 'immortal' of gods and immortals can only be recognized!
Taiwei showed a smile on her face: "The lower right row of books, you go through all the books, and if you see the word 'immortal', you can leave it for me to read tomorrow." ”
This room full of books, she only relied on her to read it alone, and I am afraid that she would have to read it for ten days and half a month without sleep.
After she finished speaking, she took out another piece of broken silver and handed it over: "Look carefully." ”
Although they are all guarding the door, the door of the library is completely different from the gate.
One is the fat poor, and the other is the poor who can't be poorer.
Most of the people of the world are born to love money.
The little guy is young, but the wealth is also love, at the moment when he saw the silver, he suddenly forgot what he was afraid of, patted his chest and let Taiwei put a hundred hearts, and he could come and see it at any time tomorrow.
smiled too much and said hello, and took advantage of the twilight to return to Jixiangyuan.
Unexpectedly, Changxi was waiting for her.
A few little maids lit the lamps under the porch, you and I lit them one by one, and they scattered away in a blink of an eye.
Only Changxi stood still in place.
"The old lady was a little unhappy to know that you had returned in the afternoon, and she sent someone to look for you but did not see you. Chang Xi came to pick up the things in her hand, and couldn't help but be stunned when she saw that it was a folding fan painted with landscapes, "Xu thought that you would definitely have to go back to Jixiangyuan when it got dark, so I sent someone to come here again, please come over for dinner." ”
As Taiwei walked inside, she kicked off the dirty embroidered shoes on her feet.
Stepping barefoot on the ground is cool and comfortable.
She was not happy to go to Minghe Hall to accompany her grandmother to dinner.
"When someone goes back, they say that I am tired and have no appetite to eat, so I ask my grandmother to eat more by herself. ”
Changxi twisted the handkerchief to wipe her face, and sighed when she heard this: "The old lady also sent someone to invite the lady." ”