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Most of the booksellers are families of three, with children as the main force and parents as accompaniment.

"Squeak"

Fang Cheng walked in the small wooden attic, his footsteps were very soft, probably because he didn't want to disturb others.

He went straight to the fourth floor, which was the area where classical literature was kept.

Perhaps because ancient books are not very friendly to the reading experience of today's people, there are very few readers on the fourth floor, only ten people.

Eight of them are still quite old people, wearing reading glasses, each choosing a corner, sitting on the floor with their backs to the bookshelf, immersed in the sea of books.

Fang Cheng's arrival did not attract anyone's attention, he walked through the bookshelves, came to the most secluded corner, and began to search for answers from there.

Most of the ancient books on the shelves are traditional Chinese readings, and if you don't have a certain knowledge of ancient Chinese, you may be a little reluctant to even distinguish the names on the cover.

Ancient literature is divided into "primary school" and "university", the so-called "primary school" is the text (glyphs), phonology (sound), exegesis (paraphrasing), and "university" is the scriptures and classics, the way of life for people.

Fang Cheng's attainments in the "primary school" of ancient literature are quite profound, so simple reading is not a problem.

He did not search blindly, but searched and filtered books according to specific place names such as Haozhou (the ancient name of Yuchuan) and Lingsnake Mountain.

Soon, Fang Cheng found a blue book "Haozhou Gazetteer" on the bookshelf near the entrance.

This is a county chronicle, which records in detail the historical origin and development of Lingsnake Mountain and the folk customs of the surrounding villages.

Fang Cheng found that the origin of the "Spirit Snake Mountain" is from the fact that this mountain is the origin of the "Spirit Snake Pearl".

It is recorded in the book: During the Spring and Autumn Period, Sui Hou traveled and saw a big snake injured, so he was treated with medicine, and the big snake was rescued. A year later, the big snake gave a pearl to repay Sui Hou, which is the "Sui Hou Pearl" or "Spirit Snake Pearl".

Fang Cheng put the "Haozhou Gazetteer" back on the bookshelf, took out his mobile phone and began to search for "Spirit Snake Mountain", but the result was unexpected.

The "Spirit Snake Mountain" recorded in the network was called Linggui Mountain in the Eastern Han Dynasty, which was the place where the Taoist real Spirit Turtle Master sat down, and later some Orion mountain people found that a large number of spirit snakes (silver snakes) appeared in the mountain, which gave them the name of Spirit Snake Mountain.

In the past two hundred years, Taoism has flourished, and Lingsnake Mountain, as a treasure place for real people, has naturally become a holy place.

The "truth-seeking view" on the Spirit Snake Mountain was also built by the state religion of the heavenly master in the previous dynasty.

These two completely different statements surprised Fang Cheng, but his heart was more inclined to the kind of "Spirit Snake Bead".

If there is really a big snake in Spirit Snake Mountain, then the abnormality after the spiritual tide erupts will make sense.

But all this is just Fang Cheng's speculation.

……

"Won't you come down and swim for a while?" Xiao Jingyu stood in the water in a black one-piece swim skirt, looking up at Fang Cheng who was sitting by the pool.

Fang Cheng was only wearing a pair of boxer pants with black and white stripes, and the muscle lines of his upper body were perfectly exposed to the air, attracting countless envious and jealous eyes.

Xiao Jingyu doesn't know how he trained it, even those fitness coaches he saw on TV didn't seem to have his type of figure.

"You swim, I'll rest" Fang Cheng looked uninterested.

Xiao Jingyu had no choice but to curl up with his feet, kick the wall of the pool hard, and shoot out.

She dived to the bottom like a mermaid and swam into the distance.

A magnesium lamp overhead shone on the water, sparkling like a bright moon sinking into a lake.

Xiao Jingyu swam back and forth three times before he ran out of strength and rested on the tile beside Fang Cheng.

"Don't you really like it here?"

"No, I just don't like swimming very much" Fang Cheng naturally wouldn't tell her, in fact, he was used to swimming in the reservoir, but he was not interested in the pool.

You can see through the bottom of the pool at a glance, there is no fun of snorkeling, and it is not thrilling enough.

"Don't you know how to swim, then I'll teach you" Xiao Jingyu was wrong, thinking that he was just looking for an excuse.

"Back then, I was known as floating on white water in the waves" Fang Cheng's fingers bent slightly, and he scraped her nose, which was a lesson for her to take a look at herself.

"You just brag, I think you're a landlubber...... You come down quickly" Xiao Jingyu reached out and pulled Fang Cheng's thigh, wanting to drag him into the water.

Fang Cheng was shocked to find that Xiao Jingyu was pulling his pants, this female hooligan!

He stretched out his right hand to support the tiles and jumped gently into the pool to avoid splashing the water onto the walkway.

After entering the water, Fang Cheng found that the water temperature seemed to be a little higher than he had imagined. The depth of the pool was about 1.4 meters, which could only cover his chest, and Fang Cheng felt a little tasteless.

The water in the pool is always quiet and the temperature is just right. This is not the case in reservoirs and rivers, where there may be whirlpools, aquatic plants, and so on. In addition, in the natural hydrological environment, the water temperature varies depending on the depth, so it is more likely to induce accidents such as leg cramps.

Good swimmers drown, probably because of this.

The flowers grown in the greenhouse have experienced several planned rainy seasons and thought they could withstand the storms.

"How about our game now, the loser must promise the winner a condition," Xiao Jingyu proposed, not knowing what she was playing again.

"Compared to what?" Fang Cheng would not be naïve to think that Xiao Jingyu would not deliberately cheat her.

"Whoever holds his breath longer wins, than diving. Xiao Jingyu's eyes opened slightly, like a pair of crescent moons.

"My lung capacity is eight thousand four hundred, are you sure you want to compare?" Fang Cheng used to be a master of diving.

"Of course you have to compare, but your three minutes is equal to one minute for me, so it's decided!" Xiao Jingyu is really a master of hooliganism, and ordinary people holding their breath underwater for two or three minutes is already a high level. And Xiao Jingyu's usual best record is one minute and fifty seconds, as long as Fang Cheng does not exceed six minutes, he will lose.

"Okay" Fang Cheng decisively agreed, he could make Xiao Jingyu start to doubt and understand life.

"That's okay, you let me for two minutes first" Xiao Jingyu reached out and pressed his head into the water.

After Fang Cheng dived into the water, he found that Xiao Jingyu was sitting on his back.

“1、2…… 50、50、50…… 41" Xiao Jingyu pretended to start counting.

"......" Fang Cheng, who stayed underwater, almost suspected that Xiao Jingyu was sent by God to punish his own tease.

"Okay, it's been a minute, come on...... 15、16…… 8, 9" Xiao Jingyu felt Fang Cheng move slightly underwater, so he put his mind at ease and continued to count shamelessly.

After about three minutes, Fang Cheng felt a lightness on his back, and then he saw Xiao Jingyu diving into the water.

She opened her eyes underwater, spitting water into her face, distracting him from holding his breath.

Fang Cheng had no choice but to admit defeat and surface.

"What's the matter, you lost!" Xiao Jingyu also surfaced after her, she took off her swimming cap casually, her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, looking shiny.

Fang Cheng flicked her head with his fingers, and scolded with a smile: "Little slippery head!"

Xiao Jingyu pouted and read the words.