The morning sun is always lazy, the birds chirp boredly in the trees, the leaves sway in the breeze, and the grass under the trees is more verdant with dew. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info A young man hurriedly walked by, the gray robe helped away the drops of dew that wet the corners of his clothes, and the rows of grass behind him instantly lost the luster of water.

The boy walked from the path to the square, looked around, walked north, through the square, there was a shady path, the road was paved with stones, both sides of the road were covered with shrubs, and at the end, there was a large stone gate, and on both sides of the stone gate there were two huge trees, the diameter of which was as big as two adults encircling, and when you looked up from below, you could not see the top of the tree. On the right side of each of the two trees is a boulder, more than one person high, and each carved a character, a 'book' and a 'pavilion'. It turned out to be a book pavilion.

At the bottom of the tree stood a man, about thirty years old, wearing a golden feather helmet, nephrite gold armor, and holding a Tyrannosaurus rex gun. The people of the clan called him the Pavilion Keeper, and if you want to enter, you must first obtain his permission. As soon as the young man walked to the stone gate, the pavilion keeper opened his closed eyes, and a fierce momentum flashed. After seeing the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, and then he returned to normal in an instant, and even the young man in front of him did not feel the change in his expression.

"Yun Sifan?" it was a deep and hoarse voice, and it sounded like he hadn't spoken in a long time.

Yun Sifan looked at him suspiciously, he had never seen him, and he had never left the Library, Yun Sifan didn't understand why he knew himself?

"The whole clan has basically been here as big as you, and the clansmen will always mention you more or less when they come here, seeing that you are the first time to come, you must be Yun Sifan. ”

I can't finish a sentence, there is always a pause in the middle, I should have not spoken for too long. Yun Sifan thought so in his heart, and suddenly felt that the pavilion keeper was a little pitiful. Thinking like this, he replied, "Well, I'm Yun..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the pavilion keeper's eyes widen violently, and a killing aura rose from below, and the pavilion keeper was surrounded by an invisible wind, making the bushes next to him rustle. Yun Sifan felt a surge of energy sweeping over, and before he could react, he was hit in the chest.

"Kick and kick" took three steps back, Yun Sifan half-bent his body, covered his chest with painful teeth and grinned, stood up straight and looked at the pavilion keeper with a puzzled chest, he didn't know why he suddenly attacked himself when he said that he was Yun Sifan.

At this time, the pavilion keeper still maintained a staring posture, looking at Yun Sifan directly, he didn't expect a sudden move, coupled with his own three-percent murderous aura, it only produced such a small effect. Yun Sifan watched the pavilion keeper look at himself like this, and stuck all the words he wanted to say in his throat. Seeing Yun Sifan looking at him, the pavilion keeper immediately regained his calm expression, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, you can go in." ”

Yun Sifan immediately laughed when he heard that he could go in, but the pain in his chest made him rub his chest with bared teeth. When he walked up to the pavilion keeper and saw that he had closed his eyes, he turned around and walked towards the stone gate.

When Yun Sifan disappeared at the door, the pavilion keeper opened his eyes, looked at Shimen and said, "That narcissist actually has such a good son. With that, he closed his eyes again.

Yun Yifei stood in the courtyard, looked at the north quietly, sighed, turned around and walked to the water tank, scooped a scoop of water full, "Ah, ow." "Suddenly, a sneeze spilled all the water on the ground, splashing all over the body. Bending down to pick up the water scoop, scooping up the full water again, and spilling it on the vegetable patch in front of him, Yun Yifei muttered, "Someone is thinking about me?"

Walking through the stone gate, there is a long road, only for two people to pass, and there is a night pearl hanging on the stone wall, emitting a faint light. Yun Sifan touched the stone wall, and there was a trace of coolness. While walking, he thought that he would have to go to such a trial when he entered the Library, but he didn't expect to pass it so easily, but he accelerated his pace and walked forward when he thought about it like this, if he knew that a trial was just him, and no one else had tried it, maybe he wouldn't be so happy, and he would be even more confused.

At the end of the corridor, there was a bright light. The strong light made Yun Sifan close his eyes, and walked over and suddenly opened up, a round room the size of a football field, with a long stone staircase ring down, a total of nine floors, each layer of stone walls are placed in different books, there are about two or three hundred bookcases in the open space in the middle, there is a round high platform in the center of the open space, there are no books on the round platform, only a sword. And directly above the high platform, there is a huge sphere, which radiates light to the entire library, giving an unobstructed view of the interior of the library. Yun Sifan stood in the corridor, looking at the scene below, his heart was deeply shocked, he didn't know that the book pavilion would be so big and there would be so many books.

Yun Sifan quickly walked to the steps, followed the steps all the way down, and came to the bottom. Looking up at the top, with an exclamation sound in his mouth, he sighed and ran straight towards the central high platform, and when he ran to the high platform, he slowed down his speed, and slowly walked to the high platform, looking at the sword.

The sword was about six feet long and fifteen inches wide, and its whole body was dark, and a five-clawed dragon was engraved on the sword's body. Atmospheric and sharp, this is the first impression that is given. After watching it for a long time, you can feel the heavy aura emanating from the sword. This is the patriarch's sword, only the patriarch can use it, it can be said that this is the patriarch's proof, for the saint-yan-sword! Just because the current patriarch doesn't like to use the sword, and he is troublesome, he put the sword in the library.

Yun Sifan sat next to the sword, looking at the sword blankly, thinking about it for a long time.

The sun turned to the highest place, and spared no effort to radiate its light, the birds lay on the branches and remained silent, the leaves hung down in search of the wind, and the grass curled and did not want to be too much sun.

Inside the Book Pavilion. Yun Sifan was still looking at the sword, and after a while, Yun Sifan stood up, patted his buttocks, and said, "Okay, it's time to read the book" and then looked down at the sword, "Wait for me here, I'll take you out!" After speaking, he walked to the bookshelf and began to rummage through the books he wanted to read.

The watchman sat cross-legged under the tree, his spear to his left, and the setting sun reflected his shadow on the trunk, and a leaf fell from the tree and fell on his shoulder, and the bushes on both sides of the road swayed from side to side because of the evening. Yun Sifan came out of the stone gate and saw such a scene, just two steps away, a strong wind blew up the robe, and the trees rustled violently, Yun Sifan stopped, and then a low and hoarse voice came: "Put the book out and come out again." ”

"What?" Yun Sifan turned to look at him.

I don't know when the pavilion keeper stood up, the spear clenched in his hand, and he didn't answer Yun Sifan's rhetorical question, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger, like a sharp knife about to smash everything in front of him. Yun Sifan had already closed his eyes at this time,

With his hands in front of him in resistance, he suddenly thought that every book he had flipped through had been thrown aside, and now the library was in a mess.

"I see. Feeling that the wind was slowly approaching him, Yun Sifan hurriedly said. As soon as he finished speaking, the wind suddenly stopped, and the pavilion keeper sat down under the tree again.

Returning to the book pavilion, looking at the mess of books on the ground, he felt his head big for a moment, he didn't know how to place these books, where the original location was. Yun Sifan stood up and whispered, "No matter." He went straight to the pile of books, and took a pile of books to the nearest shelf.

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Looking at the neat book pavilion, Yun Sifan smiled and said, "Yes, you can go." He turned and jumped onto the stone steps of the third floor, and flew upwards with a slight force on his feet.

The crescent moon climbed up to the treetops at some point, and the occasional sound of insects chirping in the distance. Yun Sifan walked out of the stone gate, took a light step, took two steps and stopped, felt that there was no reaction behind him, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The next day, Yun Sifan came to the library again, and the guards didn't react, so they immediately flashed into the stone gate. For a few days, Yun Sifan came to the library early and came out very late. It seems that I have tasted the joy of reading.

Somewhere in the Elder Peak. An old man dressed in sackcloth, with a white beard and a gourd pinned to his waist. Holding an herb in one hand, I don't know what to record in the other. In front of the old man was a huge medicine garden, which was planted with many herbs, and even some rare vegetation that had long been extinct outside. Next to the old man sat a young girl in a long green dress, reading something in her mouth and pounding with a medicine spoon in her hand. After tinkering for a long time, he gently put down the medicine spoon, stood up secretly, and just took a step, he heard the old man's voice floating over:

"Do'er, where do you want to go?"

Duo'er stopped when she heard the voice, turned to look at the old man and said with a smile: "Hehe, grandpa, I'll go out for a walk and come back in a while." "It turns out that this old man is the third elder of the clan.

The old man said angrily: "Go out to play, let's go down the mountain to find Xiao Fan's kid." After a pause, he continued: "Duo'er, pharmacology is very difficult to master, although you have talent, if you don't practice well, you won't be able to learn the depths after all. ”

Duo'er watched her grandfather educate her at length, and immediately interrupted: "Okay, I'm not going." With that, he sat down on the stone pier and continued to tinker with herbs.

The third elder looked at his granddaughter who was huffing and puffed, and said as if unintentionally: "I heard that Xiao Fan's kid often goes to the library these days, and I don't know if it's true." ”

When Duo'er heard this, she stopped her movements and asked, "Grandpa, what were you talking about just now? Brother Xiaofan went to the Library?

The three elders turned a deaf ear to Duo'er's questioning, and were still recording the pharmacology of the herbs in front of him, Duo'er watched her grandfather ignore herself, put down the medicine spoon, squatted in front of her grandfather, shook her arms and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, just say it, is it true?"

The third elder was dizzy by his granddaughter's shake, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I said, don't shake it." Shaking grandpa is about to fall. As soon as the words fell, Duo'er stopped moving, and looked directly at her grandfather. The three elders straightened their clothes, decorated their beards, and when they saw Duo'er, who was about to go crazy, they said unhurriedly: "Well, it's true, I heard that staying for a day is a day."

"Brother Fan is transgender? He has never been most annoyed by reading. ”

"I don't know if he's transgender or not, but he's working a lot harder than you are now. ”

"No, I'm going to work hard" After saying that, he returned to his position, extremely focused on developing herbs.

Not knowing why there was such a big reaction, the third elder shook his head with a smile.

"A few days ago, you sneaked into the forbidden area to avoid Hanzhu and called Xiao Fan's kid out. ”

"That's called borrowing, not stealing. ”

"Take it without my consent, isn't this called stealing?"

"I took it and put it where I was, and that's what I called borrowing. ”

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