Inside and outside King Zhou Jing's bedroom, the guards were divided into several groups. Someone stood in a dark corner high with a bow and crossbow, staring at the movement below. Someone stood in the open with a torch in his hand, a weapon in his hand. Armed with long knives and swords, some people patrolled the area.

Zhou Jingwang sat at the back of the desk, his eyes anxiously looking at the door. From time to time, a small supervisor came in to report on the situation outside.

"Back to the Lord! The fire is under control, and the guards are moving books outside......"

"Back to the Lord! Someone is secretly casting a secret arrow......"

"Report!" Another small prison officer came in and reported: "Back to the Lord! Someone on death row robbed the ......"

"Smack!"

"What?" When King Zhou Jing heard that someone had robbed the prison, and it was a death row prisoner in the palace, he immediately jumped up. "Who did you rob?"

"Back to the Lord! No news yet! ”

"Probe, report!"

"No!"

The death row in the palace is not only for the royal prisoners, but also for the heavyweight suspects. The people who can be imprisoned in the palace prison are either royal heirs or people related to the royal family, and are generally important prisoners or witnesses involved in the internal affairs of the royal family. The purpose of holding them here is to keep them safe and to get important confessions from them. And then! Take down someone who wants to rebel.

Outside King Zhou Jing's bedroom, it was like a mess, with torches and guards running everywhere, and shouts of killing everywhere. Sometimes! In the darkness, there was also the sound of a dark arrow skimming across the sky.

On the side of the Great Zhou Library, the fire on the roof was basically under control. But since they are all wooden houses, so! There is a possibility of a resurgence at any time.

Outside! In addition to the palace guards who stood in place with torches to illuminate, there were also patrolling.

Inside! Under the leadership of the former Tibetan guards and the current great teacher, many guards are running in and out to move the ancient books inside.

"Hurry up, hurry up and ......" Lao Tzu was dressed in white, which was particularly conspicuous in the light of the fire. Like the guards, he ran in and out carrying bamboo slips.

In the library, because most of the books are made of bamboo slips, and they are all bamboo slips dozens or even hundreds of years ago, they are very dry, and they burn quickly after encountering an open flame. Furthermore! The bamboo slips are also flammable, and the fire is very strong when burned.

In fact! The outside of the Great Zhou Library didn't burn much, but the inside burned the hardest. Because! Once a bookshelf burns up, it quickly collapses. Outcome! The bamboo slips were piled up together, fueling the fire.

And also! Once the bookshelf collapsed, blocking the way to rescue and hindering the rescue. Outcome! The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

Just when Lao Tzu was actively rescuing and carrying bamboo slips outside, someone was hiding in a high place and shooting arrows at him, a man in white.

Earlier, Lao Tzu noticed that there was an unusual noise in the library, so he took an oil lamp to check it. He considers himself to be "not ashamed of people, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night". Outcome! He miscalculated. The shoe is on the other foot! Someone was going to assassinate him. While he couldn't see far away with an oil lamp, a masked man suddenly stabbed him with a knife.

Lao Tzu's figure flashed, and he skillfully dodged it. Outcome! Another man rushed at him from the other end of the bookshelf with a knife and stabbed him. Instinctively, he leaned back, knocking over a small bookshelf and escaping the disaster. But! He fell to the ground, and the oil lamp was knocked over. The oil from the oil lamp was splashed on the bamboo slips, and the bamboo slips were burned with a hula.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The two masked men in black shouted as they stabbed again with knives.

Seeing that the bamboo slips were on fire, Lao Tzu's soul flew in a hurry. But! Those two men refused to give him up, and they wanted to put him to death. In a hurry, Lao Tzu dodged to the side and shouted, "So it was you? I know you! I'm calling someone! Someone! Someone! Someone's coming......"

The people who live in the library of the Great Zhou Dynasty are not only Lao Tzu alone, but also ordinary guards sent by the imperial court, which are equivalent to ordinary security guards in the current society.

In fact! Lao Tzu didn't know these two people at all, he was bluffing them. Outcome! It really scared the two of them.

The two stabbed again, but they didn't stab again, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to stab again, and their bodies flashed and slipped away.

"Someone! Hurry up and put out the fire! Someone! ……”

Seeing the two assassins gone, Lao Tzu shouted as he took off his coat and waved the fire extinguisher. But! The fire grew bigger and bigger, and he couldn't put it out alone.

When the two guards on duty saw that the fire was burning, they did not dare to come in at first, but they were stunned for a while before rushing in. Outcome! The bamboo slips exploded with a crackling sound after they burned, and the sparks burst onto the bookshelf next to them, burning the hemp threads that connected the bamboo slips on the bookshelf next to them. In an instant, the surrounding bookshelves were on fire, and the fire became even bigger.

After the two men in black escaped from the library, they hid in the dark angle and remembered that they might have been deceived by Lao Tzu, an old slippery head. As soon as the two of them combined, they were naturally unconvinced, so they sneaked back again.

But! Just as they were about to assassinate them, the palace guards rushed over when they heard the news. Seeing that there was no chance, the two took the opportunity to pick up the burning bamboo slips and throw them around. Outcome! Not only did they burn down the entire library, but they also burned down the wooden house.

By the time the palace guards arrived, the two had already taken off the masks on their faces, took off their black clothes, and transformed into palace guards.

"Mission failed!" On the roof of a palace somewhere, a man's sigh could be heard in a dark corner.

"What should I do?" In the dark corner below, a man's question was heard.

"Shoot! Find a chance to shoot him! The master said it! He will be the scourge of the Great Zhou! Kill him! ”

"Yes!" In the dark corner below, the man's voice of promise could be heard.

Lao Tzu was carrying a bamboo slip when he suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound in front of him, and he instinctively looked in the direction where the sound came from. Outcome! The arrow did not hit him in the head, but on the bamboo slip he was holding in his arms.

"Protect the Great Master!"

"Protect Taishi!"

"Protect Teacher Li!"

“……”

Then! The guards rushed over and protected Lao Tzu.

A few clever guards immediately picked up their bows and arrows, and shot them indiscriminately in the direction where the dark arrows were flying.

When Fang Jishi and the others rushed over, the fire in the Great Zhou Library had already been extinguished. Although the house did not burn down, it was basically ruined. It is even more regrettable that less than one-third of the books in the indoor collection have been rescued. The rest of the bamboo slips were burned and could not be repaired and became waste.

Lao Tzu sat slumped on the ground, and the imperial physician was treating the scratched face and burned arm. And also! His gray hair had burned out a lot, and his hair was spread out, like a madman.

His eyes looked at the library in front of him, and two lines of silent tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

(End of chapter)