Zhang Li's eyes were red, she took a deep breath, and held back her tears from falling.

In her memory, her great-grandfather was an old, slow, stern old man who didn't say a word all day, and when others approached his book, he would wave his cane and beat people, and she didn't speak to him a few times, so much so that she always thought that she was among so many descendants of the Zhang family, he didn't necessarily recognize herself, but she didn't expect it......

Zhang Li held the box in her hand, and she had mixed feelings for a while, and she didn't know what to say.

"Meow Meow...... Meow Meow ...... Where are you?" Zhang Li suddenly came back to her senses: Zhang Zhiyuan was looking for her.

If her cousin knew about Ji Ao and the secret secret door, his big mouth would be guaranteed to be within five minutes, and "everyone on the earth would know." She didn't want to cause this kind of trouble for Ji Ao - although the reason for Ji Ao's presence was unknown, she intuitively believed that the young man was trustworthy.

She lowered her voice and said to Ji Ao, "Shhhhh I have to go, don't worry, I'm not going to get you out of the way with this secret door, bye-bye. ”

"Did he call you just now?" asked Ji Ao as he looked at her with a strange expression.

Zhang Li said proudly: "Yes, he is my cousin Zhang Zhiyuan, have you heard of him? ”

"Meow meow! hahaha......" Ji Ao didn't listen to her words at all, and laughed unscrupulously, "Meow meow, hahahaha, why do you call you that?"

He laughed so loudly that Zhang Li was afraid of being heard, and she felt embarrassed to be called like this. She picked up a book and quickly covered his mouth.

"Meow, meow, mmm......" Even though his mouth was covered, Ji Ao insisted on laughing, and as a result, he made a strange sound.

Zhang Li heard Zhang Zhiyuan's voice getting closer and closer, so she had to put down the book that covered his mouth and ran downstairs quickly. Before leaving, she looked back and saw Ji Ao bending down with her stomach in her arms, holding the bookcase, laughing non-stop.

"Meow, meow, meow, where are you?" Zhang Zhiyuan's voice got closer and closer to her.

"What are you looking for me to do in a hurry!" Zhang Li walked out of the building as if nothing had happened.

She pretended to be angry, glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan and said, "I've said it 10,000 times, tell you not to call me that!"

"I guessed right, you're really here. Zhang Zhiyuan ran to her as he spoke, and he panted and said, "My father and uncle have now found a cultural heritage dealer to read the books in the building, and I am afraid that you are still hanging around the building and will be seen and scolded by them, so I am in a hurry to inform you." ”

"Alas, another one!" Zhang Li frowned and sighed.

In the past half a month, more than a dozen antique dealers have come here one after another, and what price do the relatives want to sell the books to satisfy them? They are going to turn the books everywhere and make a mess inside, and tomorrow Ji Ao will spend a lot of time cleaning and tidying up.

It's broken, Ji Ao is still in the building, in case they find out, it will be broken! Zhang Li was so anxious that she stomped her feet, and was thinking about how to inform Ji Ao to hide, when the elders had already led the three businessmen over, and the uncles each took out the key, opened the locks they had added, and the group walked into the building in a mighty manner.

Zhang Li held her breath, covering her mouth in fright, her heart pounding, waiting for the screams they would make when they saw Ji Ao.

One second, thirty seconds, three minutes, ten minutes...... People went up the stairs one after another, but nothing happened.

"When did he leave?" Zhang Li couldn't help but wonder.

"What did you say?" Zhang Zhiyuan stared at her suspiciously.

"Oh, no, no. Zhang Li hurriedly diverted the conversation.

"I'm thinking, these books are going to be bad luck again. She frowned and smiled wryly.

Zhang Zhiyuan took out a badminton racket and insisted on pulling her to play badminton together.

Zhang Li had no interest in sports, just sat on the stone bench in a daze. Zhang Zhiyuan was also helpless against her, and his cousin who had just come over was pulled over by him to play with him, and his playing movements always seemed to have an artistic sense, which made people look comfortable.

"Hey, beautiful writer, what are you doing there, come and fight together. Zhang Zhiyuan shouted, and hit the ball out with a "pop", and the cousin opposite hit the ball back, and they wiped their sweat while playing.

He stopped to rest after a few games, and tossed the ball up and down in his hand: "Cool, right? Meow...... Lily, you have to exercise more, don't stay at home. ”

"This book should be at least ...... This is the Song version of ......"

Zhang Li was about to answer him, but saw the group of people walking out of the building, discussing something.

"I'm afraid this is ...... This is the first version of ......"

"This is a rarer, hand-copied ......"

As they spoke, they walked past the siblings.

Zhang Zhiyuan threw the badminton racket and said loudly in a voice that everyone could hear: "Hmph, it's really a disappointment!"

The elders cast reproachful glances at him, but they didn't move him at all, while Zhang Li looked like she didn't care about herself, sitting there quietly with her hands on her cheeks.

After the elders sent the guests out of the door, they turned around and wanted to reproach the two children who didn't know how to scold them, Zhang Zhiyuan was also straightening his neck and wanted to talk back, when suddenly there was a loud bang outside the door, followed by a scream.

The people of the Zhang family hurriedly ran out of the door and saw such a picture: the car of the three antique dealers had just started and had not yet started, and a cement telephone pole that had been standing on the side of the road suddenly fell onto the top of the car, smashing the roof of the car into a big hole, the messy hanging wires burst out of blue and white sparks, the engine of the car made a "buzzing" sound, and the people in the car still don't know whether they are dead or alive, everything is as terrifying as the scenes that appeared in a thrilling movie.

Some of the passers-by came to watch, and some screamed and ran away.

Zhang Zhiyuan was the first to rush up, and shouted at his father first: "Hurry up...... Call the police, call an ambulance!"

Then he quickly and carefully picked the wires with a dry stick, and his uncle hurried over to help push the poles open, and he pulled the deformed car door open.

Several enthusiastic passers-by helped him drag the three people in the car out, and it was not until he saw that the three injured people were carried into the ambulance before he walked back to Zhang Li, bent over, lowered his head and panted, pressed his knees with his hands, and exhaled.

Zhang Li hurriedly stepped forward and asked anxiously, "How are they?"

"It seems that they should not die, but it is enough for them. Zhang Zhiyuan gestured, he shook his head, and looked thoughtfully at the telephone pole that fell to the ground, "One hand was broken, and the other had blood on his head and face." ”

"It's so good, how can the telephone pole fall down! It's so coincidental that their car just stopped there......" Zhang Li sighed suspiciously.

She looked over there, surrounded by onlookers next to the downed telephone pole and the crashed car. The police were maintaining order, and in an instant, she seemed to see the tall Ji Ao also standing there, and when she looked closely, he suddenly disappeared again.

"I always feel that our library is protected by some mysterious force!" After dinner, Zhang Zhiyuan and Zhang Li talked about the incident again, "Do you know? The Japanese war of aggression against China was fought here, and our great-grandfather's father ...... it."

He remembered that his father had told him many stories about his great-great-grandfather.

"Great-grandfather's father... That's our great-great-grandfather, right?"

Zhang Li counted the generations with her fingers, all the descendants of the Zhang family had heard of it, but she was highly educated, and she had always scoffed at the theory of demons and monsters.

"That is so far from now. She sighed.

"Yes, our great-great-grandfather. As soon as Zhang Zhiyuan talked about the "ancient boys" he heard from his elders, his eyebrows immediately danced.

At that time, for the safety of his children and grandchildren, he bought a house in Tianjin in advance, sent all his children and grandchildren and servants away, and let them move to Tianjin, where he stayed and prepared to live and die with the collection of books. When the Japanese rushed in, he sat upright in front of the building, without fear, but the Japanese soldiers did not dare to touch him and his book, saying that he had saved his life from a big black dog two years earlier, and scared the Japanese soldiers away. He started telling stories.

"Later, the library was passed to our great-grandfather, and one after another encountered all kinds of troubles, many ill-intentioned people found all kinds of excuses to make trouble, and my great-grandfather rushed out with a cane, and beat these bad people, and finally stopped them from burning books and demolishing the building to save the book and the building. He paused, then thoughtfully continued.

"After more than 150 years of study, so many antiquities and ancient books in China have been destroyed in various catastrophes, but we have been safe here, you think, our ancestors have paid so much effort for this building, will they be willing to be sold by these unscrupulous descendants ......of their uncles?

"You mean there's a ghost who prevents them from buying these books?or the ghosts of our great-great-grandfather and great-grandfather......" Zhang Li looked at him with a grin, and slapped him on the head hard, she gave him a blank look, both angry and funny, "If you want to make up a story to scare people, don't make up your own ancestors!

"I didn't scare you!" Zhang Zhiyuan cried out while covering his head.

"Do you know that these three people are the first merchants to come to see the goods today?"