Chapter 348 Library Pavilion in distress

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The ring just shimmered with a dull luster, like the vitality of the falling moon, and even if it was a life-sustaining dragon spirit, it could only last for an unpredictable period of time.

The ring didn't even tremble slightly.

If it could be heard, Phoenix would definitely respond.

Zi Nian tried many ways to slam the ring on the ground, trying to make the world mountain inside shake and wake them up.

Roar at them with summoning power, if you could hear it, the red phoenix would have come out and talk back.

All in vain.

Zi Nian sat down to meditate for a while, and the ring was placed next to him.

This is not an ordinary thing, and it must not be dealt with by ordinary methods.

My heart calmed down, and my mind widened. The fog is a dream

How can a closed ring be opened.

Zi Nian now regrets that he didn't read more books, Mu Qiaofeng's family has so many books, he was too lazy to open them at the time, maybe there is a way to open the closed ring in one of them.

The water dragon and the white elephant next to him were also helpless.

"When the book is used, I hate it less." The white elephant thought about it, and came at the right time.

"When I searched for smells before, I found that there was a library in the Lan family, and there were many ancient books and scrolls in it." The water dragon thought about it, and the value of his words was much greater than that of the white elephant.

At the same time, he also revealed that when he went out just now, he went to the library by the way, and the purpose was of course to find a way out for himself. Zi Nian saw the hidden mystery of the water dragon, but did not solve it.

If you are wise and foolish, it is rare to be confused, which is the highest state of a smart person.

Purple Year left the ring and the house. Great god free shipping, oh dear

The sky was already faintly bright.

The maids of the Lan family all got up early, sprinkled water, swept the yard, set the moon in their hands, cleaned the windows, built flowers and branches, and performed their duties.

Zi Nian followed the direction that the water dragon said, and quickly found the library pavilion.

The antique attic, the two big pillars at the door seem to have a history of thousands of years, and the vicissitudes of life are precipitated in the simplicity, and the carved ornaments on it are not popular this year.

Maybe it was the wood fragrance that was coming in the morning breeze, maybe it was the sadness that turned into strength when things were figured out, seeing it, Zi Nian suddenly felt a lot calmer.

It turns out that the place where the heart collapses is where it becomes stronger, and stronger than ever.

The door to the library is closed.

There are also two servants cleaning the courtyard. My cold-faced husband

Zi Nian gently pushed the door, and the inside was magnificent and spacious, brightly lit, and suddenly brightened.

There are already quite a few people here standing or sitting quietly reading books!

Some people are refreshed and have just come in the morning; Some people have dark circles under their eyes and spend the night here.

There are three floors in the library cabinet, one floor is less crowded than the first floor, and most of the crowds flock to the first floor, tirelessly finding the gold and jade in the book.

"Hello brother, the Lan family's library really lives up to its reputation, and there are really many people who come to pay their respects every day if they are thirsty for knowledge." A person who had just come in had just come in, looking at Zi Nian's stunned eyes, and came to talk.

"It's really eye-opening. Are there really any books here? Zi Nian asked.

"It's true that there are books of any level, but whether you can read them or not depends on your personal ability. Good luck. When the man had finished speaking, he walked to the narrow bookshelf beside him, and pressed his palm on the board at the beginning of the bookshelf, where there was a concave palm print, which flashed brightly, and the man went in.