Chapter 90: Wuji Dangong
The next day, Zhu Yan got up early and came to the book pavilion of the demon hall, after she signed a contract with the book fairy with blood last night, the book fairy and the book disappeared inexplicably, which made Zhu Yan worry about not sleeping all night, what happened? Could it be that the book fairy is a liar? But it's not like that! After thinking about it, Zhu Yan decided to come to the library to find out by himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Miss!" As soon as Zhu Yan arrived at the library, an old man appeared at the door, dressed very plainly, and bowed to Zhu Yan.
"Grandpa Shi, long time no see!" Seeing the old man, Zhu Yan said hello cordially.!
The old man in front of him is a rare stone spirit, although everything has spirituality, but an inanimate like a stone requires countless opportunities to form, not to mention becoming a demon, becoming a spirit, at least, Zhu Yan has seen only this one. I don't know where the demon king was found, and he actually let the rare stone demon sit as the caretaker of the library, but it is also suitable, who would be more suitable for reading than a stone that has existed for I don't know how many years!
"It turned out to be Miss Zhu Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time" After looking carefully, the stone demon remembered the person, when Zhu Yan first came, he was a genius, a good student, and often came to the library to study, although the person was naughty, but polite, which made the stone demon have a profound impact.
"Yes, Grandpa Shi, I haven't seen you for so long, and your body is still so tough!" Zhu Yan stepped forward unceremoniously and slapped the old man's body, hard and cold, although the old man's form seemed weak, but the flesh and blood were all hard stones, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Miss Zhu Yan said she laughed!" The old man replied without moving, "I don't know what kind of book Miss is looking for when she comes here today?" ā
As he spoke, the stone demon opened the door of the book pavilion, which was densely packed with books.
"I haven't been here for ten years, but I didn't expect a lot of books to enter the bookstore" Zhu Yan said with emotion, remembering the scene when he was a child, and he felt a little nostalgic in his heart.
"It's all the work of the Demon King." The stone demon opened the barrier set in front of the door, and Zhu Yan walked in.
"Grandpa Shi, do you have a book about immortals here?" Zhu Yan looked at the dazzling array of books and asked, if you still look for it yourself, it is estimated that you will not hope to find the book you want.
"Yes!" Shi Jing said with a smile, and then with the stone stick in his hand, a row of tall bookshelves automatically moved to Zhu Yan's face.
"Oh my God, that's a lot!" Zhu Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a tall and wide bookshelf was placed in front of him, how many books did this have!
"These are all books about immortals, and Miss wants to find a book about immortals?"
"Just ......" Before the word Shuxian was spoken, Zhu Yan remembered Shuxian's words, and he couldn't let anyone know about his existence!
Random, Zhu Yan had a wit, "I want to know about the classification of immortals!" ā
"That's it!" The stone demon didn't ask, but stepped forward and knocked on the bookshelf a few times, and a heavy book fell firmly into Zhu Yan's arms.
"So thick!" Zhu Yan hugged the big book in his arms hard.
"There are large and small immortals in the immortal world recorded here, and the young lady can check it slowly!" Shi Jing replied with a smile.
"Oh, okay, then I'll borrow this one!" Zhu Yan gritted his teeth and hugged the book and replied, and was about to go out after speaking.
"Miss, do you want to cultivate immortals?" For some reason, when Zhu Yan was about to walk out, the stone demon suddenly asked.
"No, no, I'll take a look!"