"Ah, I'm so sleepy......"

Tian Sheng rubbed his eyes, which were a little astringent.

Maybe it was because I stayed up too late last night and smoked too much.

Therefore, he felt a bitterness in his mouth when he just got up.

Fortunately, the cold and humid air in the mountains shocked him when he had just woken up from a drowsy dream.

At this time, if there is a bowl of hot rice noodles, it is served with two fried dough sticks.

That should be perfect.

Unfortunately, there is no such food in the mountains.

And, according to Tian Sheng's experience these days.

At this time, lunch was being prepared in the dining room.

The few stocks in the morning have been disposed of, and I am afraid that I will not be able to rub any leftovers when I go to the dining room at this time.

Therefore, Tian Sheng had no choice but to pour a pot that had been cooled and boiled, and then walked to the mountain.

The place where he is located is specially prepared by the Taoist temple for visitors and other people to stay overnight.

In general, though, the place to stay in the mountains is quite tight.

He was able to get a bed here for a long time because of the school's negotiations with the Taoist temple.

Tian Sheng is a graduate student at Xiangshi University, specializing in Taoist studies.

Since he was a child, he liked to read some weird books.

After the elementary school teacher accidentally discovered that he still had some artistic talent, he took time to guide him in his spare time.

And he also completed his undergraduate studies in the Department of Fine Arts.

But all that changed when he saw an illustration of an ancient book in a dilapidated temple in his senior year.

"Hoo ......"

Tian Sheng rubbed his somewhat numb face.

There was no food in the stomach pouch, just a pot of cold boiling, and by this time the body temperature seemed to have dropped a little.

He looked at the sparsely populated attic in front of him and couldn't help but shudder.

Next time, I'll have to buy a few boxes of instant noodles......

Tian Sheng thought helplessly.

When you engage in art, sometimes you inevitably lose track of time.

It's a wonderful thing for those who are obsessed with it.

It's just that there is clearly a difference in the perception of the body and the brain......

This is the library of the Taoist temple.

According to the ancient name, it should be said that the library pavilion or the scripture pavilion or something like that.

When he was flipping through the classics before, Tian Sheng had also seen many words like this.

But strangely, Tian Sheng did not find any traces of this in this library.

It's as if the library only exists in the classics.

Perhaps, it was damaged in times of war?

This is Tian Sheng's guess.

He tried to gradually restore some truths from these texts, which seemed to him to be incomparably precious.

But what the truth is, Tian Sheng doesn't know.

Perhaps, this is the joy of exploring the past like an archaeologist.

It is not known whether behind the fog is a disappointing absurd hoax or something indescribably terrifying.

"If you came here to get something or learn something, all you get is disappointment......"

In Tian Sheng's mind, he couldn't help but think of what his mentor said to him when he first met him.

And then there was the picture that he still didn't know how many times he had copied it.

That's a monkey......

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"Ahh

Tian Sheng rubbed his nose, looked at the paper basket next to him that was about to be stuffed, and suddenly felt loveless.

opened the chat group, and found that there were still group friends announcing the news of getting off the single, staring at himself who was still single, and his mood couldn't help but be a little gloomy again.

Let's go down the mountain for a big meal today......

Tian Sheng comforted himself like this.

He is now on the second floor of the library, and there are some rare books that are some years old.

It is not possible to borrow a book without the relevant permission.

Every time Tian Sheng came up, he had to open a small door at the stairs.

When you come in, you have to close the door.

If there is a fire, or if you hit a ghost, wouldn't it be cool?

This is something that Tian Sheng has always wanted to complain about.

He thinks that if he does this, the fire fighting will definitely not be up to par.

Just now, he finished reading a book about ghosts in the Ming Dynasty.

To tell the truth, there is no obstacle for him to read this kind of horizontal version of the traditional Chinese book.

But it would be false to say that he is not tired, after all, his reading habits are more inclined to modernity.

And there are other information mixed in to make this reading even more boring.

He is not a student of history or literature, and this information does not appeal to him.

Tian Sheng couldn't wait to fast-forward directly to the paragraph describing gods and ghosts.

Unfortunately, any hasty skipping of a book that is known for its subtlety can lead to the omission of important information.

So, this kind of reading is quite strenuous.

Tian Sheng glanced at his phone, it was almost 12 o'clock.

At this time, there was already food in the dining room.

Tian Sheng packed up his things and prepared to deal with it first.

But just as he walked up the stairs, he suddenly felt something.

He looked at the third floor, which he had never been up before, and who didn't seem to have any doors, and was curious.

What kind of books are there on the third floor?

Tian Sheng began to recall the explanation given to him by the Taoist who was in charge of the library before.

However, the other party does not seem to mention the third floor.

Why don't you go up and have a look?

The ghost sent the gods, Tian Sheng cautiously walked up the stairs.

He had not seen anyone come down from there, nor had he seen anyone go up.

On the second floor, there are still some Taoists who come to read it.

As for the third floor, it seems to be just a decoration.

Maybe it's a utility room or a warehouse or something?

Tian Sheng thought as he walked.

It's better not to go, if it's a warehouse, if something is missing, it will be ugly to be regarded as a thief.

Tian Sheng thought secretly in his heart.

But it was tangled and tangled, but when I took a few steps up the stairs, I quickly reached the top without stopping.

A half-hidden wooden door appeared in front of Tian Sheng's eyes.

Well?

Having already come here, Tian Sheng sneakily ran to the wooden door and netted inside.

I saw a person sitting there reading in a bright attic.

It seemed to feel Tian Sheng's gaze, or hear him going up the stairs.

The man looked up at Tian Sheng.

Tian Sheng was suddenly in a trance.

It seemed familiar......

But who exactly?

Tian Sheng felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember anything for a while.

"Come in and sit, you're not a stranger."

"I see you've been reading a book down there for a few days."

The man beckoned Tian Sheng to come in.

Tian Sheng didn't know what to do, so he pushed the door and walked in.

"Hello, sorry to bother you."

"I'm a Tian student, a student who borrowed books from Guanli to do research."

Tian Sheng said with embarrassment and some indescribable emotions.

"Research?"

The man seemed a little curious.

"My name is Yi Chun, a disciple of an old Taoist in Guanli."

He smiled and greeted Tian Sheng.

"yes, I'm usually a fan of these weird things."

"I'll tell you ......"

Maybe it was because he touched on a field he was familiar with, and Tian Sheng, who finally felt that there was something to talk about, talked about it like a river.

He talked about why he fell in love with research, and how he changed his major and embarked on this path.

The man just listened, nodded from time to time, and shook his head again.

"I'm tired, I guess you're going to miss the meal."

"Luckily, I'll treat you to some scraps."

The man suddenly interrupted Tian Sheng's words and said.

Not good!

At this time, Tian Sheng was shocked to realize that it was already a little more than a little bit at this time.

I'm afraid that only the leftovers are left in the dining room, and I don't know if I can deal with a meal.

And the other party's words reminded Tian Sheng of the scene he had seen in Zhiwei before.

At this time, the other party smiled coldly and said:

"Just eat your heart, liver, kidneys, and spleen, what do you think?"

That's what happened to him.

Fortunately, Tian Sheng has passed the active period of Secondary 2 and is in the stress period of Secondary 2 in a state of Schrödingerization.

So, there is no movement on the surface.

And at this time, the other party didn't know where to find a huge peach.

Tian Sheng looked at the peach with water droplets like mist condensation on it, and there seemed to be some kind of faint fragrance coming from the air......