Waiting is always full of helplessness, especially letting Yu Siqi stay in a place that he is completely unfamiliar with. A visceral sense of boredom slowly rose from the soles of Yu Siqi's feet, and after looking in the direction of Yu Cai's departure several times without finding anything. Yu Siqi began to think about whether he should continue to stay where he was and be a 'good baby', or take this opportunity to take a good turn around.

Obviously, he chose the latter option that was more in line with his personality. In fact, when convincing himself in his heart, he even weaved an extremely perfunctory excuse for himself - 'Who knows if Yu Cai is taking the opportunity to trick himself again.' ’

After walking through a few unoccupied offices, Yu Siqi saw a fairly eye-catching sign that read: Depository. Just as he was about to go over to see what was inside, a thickened tempered glass door stood in front of him, with neither a doorknob nor any sign of a lock.

'Another place that needs to be clarified?' The thought came to Yu Siqi's mind.

However, after he carefully scanned it up and down, he didn't see any cat's eye equipment like in the cafeteria, which seemed to be another method that he didn't understand.

With a little disappointment, Yu Siqi looked at the back of the left passage of the safekee, and the innermost door did not seem to be completely closed.

Unlike the glass door of the safery, this door is a bit like the material of the cafeteria door, except that it is already a little open, so you don't need to spend any energy looking for a cat's eye mechanism or something.

After walking in sideways, the scene inside made Yu Siqi a little surprised. The dense bookshelves were laid out in front of him, the road for one person was uneven, and the ground was littered with many broken book covers and title pages, making the whole place a little messy.

Walking cautiously in the small space, Yu Siqi noticed that the shelf in front of him felt a little strange compared to the other shelves. The most obvious thing is that there are so few books on it, and there are less than ten books on the three-story shelves. On the other hand, the other shelves are eager to be stuffed.

Quite interested in this, he stepped forward to take a look, and found that it was not only a quantitative problem, but a more interesting phenomenon. The nine books were written by nine authors from different eras, although Yu Siqi did not know how these authors could guarantee that they would find a successor to replace him after his death. But just from the span of the longest year in the middle, I'm afraid there are hundreds of years.

To be able to find a successor who completely inherited his will a few years after his death, I guess those authors can be regarded as knowledgeable.

Thinking of this, Yu Siqi glanced back and forth on the number of the bookshelf and saw the one with the highest number. Stand on tiptoe from the bookshelf in the middle, take it down, and hold it in your hand.

The book is a little bigger than expected, and the thickness is not as fulfilling as expected. In fact, its body is encased in a dusty leather book case. Gently wiped the dust on it, revealing the correct name on the book cover: the first door.

Carefully turning it open, there were blank pages without a single recognizable font written in any of the colors visible to the naked eye.

Is it written in an invisibility potion?' The idea popped into Yu Siqi's head, but he was quickly startled by some gossamer-like muttering.

Yes, there is indeed not a single word for Yu Siqi in this whole book. However, the whispered voice that constantly came out of the book permeated his senses. It wasn't just hearing, it was like converting all his five senses into antennas that could be received, and those whispers lingered in his heart as he flipped through the 'wordless book'.

Like Bamon, he didn't understand any of the whispered words at first, but as the repetitive sounds filtered through his mind, they became familiar with your wavelength as if they were adjusting the radio station.

Soon, Yu Siqi heard such a passage: "When you are staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you." Those who are arrogant and arrogant are always self-righteous and self-righteous to think that the existence they cannot understand is a joke of the Creator, believing that the gods will not cast a curse on the world. The abyss is just a lifeless geological phenomenon, so don't mind it too much. However, naïve people have never known that when you are speculating on the abyss with your small and humble mind, the abyss itself is also looking at you. Those dark, deep, and indescribable things are gradually spreading upwards through this land. Maybe you can ignore its existence, and maybe you can take these proverbs of mine as a personal moan of innocence. But remember, when you start noticing the abyss, you're already like me, trapped in it."

"Hey, hey, it's time to get up!" A somewhat hoarse female voice sounded above Yu Siqi's head, touching his somewhat heavy head, Yu Siqi opened his eyes and saw a guy with a hat, stepping on a ladder that looked extremely unreliable and talking to himself.

After sorting out his thoughts a little, Yu Siqi began to recall what happened to him. Soon he noticed that he had fallen asleep on a pile of books before he knew it, and the one in his hand had already been put back in its place by the guy.

"How long did I sleep?" Yu Siqi slowly straightened up and looked up and asked.

"Five minutes, or fifteen?" The guy didn't even look at him, still sorting through the books on the shelves.

"So, do you know why I fell asleep?" Yu Siqi felt the still stinging temples, shook his head and asked.

"Usually people who read that book are unconscious," the guy said as he slipped down the ladder with a speed that he had not noticed, and climbed up again with a large pile of books in his arms, "You are not the first victim. ”

Yu Siqi noticed that this woman was not simple, when she climbed the ladder, she could do it with just her feet, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Where is this place, and who are you?" Yu Siqi asked.

"People on the outside like to call this the ** district, but I personally prefer to call it the 'grave'. I am the 'grave keeper' here, and I am also the administrator of the ** district - Dao Xin Hua. After placing the pile of books in her hand, the person who claimed to be painting Dao Xin slipped down the ladder again, and this time she was able to slide in front of Yu Siqi with the ladder and said.

"Why do you call this the 'grave'?" Yu Siqi asked puzzled.

"That's because this is the 'grave' of books, and none of the books that have been placed here will have an impact on the humans who read them." "Just like the one you just read, that set of books has hurt tens of thousands of readers to varying degrees. ”

"For example?" Although what the woman named Dao Xin said in front of him was a bit alarmist, Yu Siqi still planned to take a deeper look, after all, he was also one of the readers. As the so-called early detection, early treatment!

"Are you worried that you'll be affected?" Dohin dramatically lowered his voice.

Yu Siqi nodded as a matter of course, expecting her next sentence, but she walked straight past her, climbed the ladder and pulled out a written book from the top layer of the shelf just now, and said, "If you saw this book directly just now, then I can only wish you good luck in advance." ”

"What's in there?" As soon as Yu Siqi finished asking this sentence, he had already roughly guessed what was in that book. Because just as Dao Xinhua was about to stuff the book back into the shelf, something began to slowly stretch open in the middle of the book, and an arm that exuded decay and death was trying to reach out of it.

"Be honest, you're there every time you make trouble!" Dao Xinhua reprimanded the book viciously, and roughly stuffed it into the shelf.

"What was that?" Yu Siqi asked attentively as he looked at the bookshelf that had regained his composure.

"A restless old friend," said Dohin, sliding down the ladder, "has always wanted to catch up with me, but I'm a little bit resistant to being too enthusiastic." ”

"Have you read that book?" Yu Siqi asked.

"I saw it when I was a child," Dao Xin said as he stretched out his hand to Yu Siqi, "Okay, enough gossip." Your head is almost clear enough now, but what about your books? ”

Yu Siqi didn't understand which one Dao Xin was singing at all, but he still said politely: "I didn't have any books with me." ”

"Why are you here without books? Oh, I see, you're a book thief sneaking in! Dao Xinhua withdrew his arm a little lost and said with a change in expression.

"What a lie, I didn't even know the books here were so dangerous before you showed up." Yu Siqi pondered the words and said, "And to put it mildly, when I came in just now, the door was open." ”

"Well, that makes sense, isn't the door closed?" Dao Xinhua turned his face slightly and said, "That's probably because I forgot to close the door when I went out to watch the excitement, please don't hold on to this insignificant detail." ”

"Of course, as long as you stop thinking of me as a thief." Yu Siqi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "After all, I'm just an 'idler' who delivers goods for Tang Jian." ”

"Delivery?" Dao Xinhua repeated these two words, muttered, "Wait, are you the 'missing person' that Yu Cai said?" ”

"What do you mean by a 'missing person'?" As soon as Yu Siqi heard the name Yu Cai, he felt as if something was wrong.

Dao Xinhua, who suddenly realized, did not pay attention to Yu Siqi's words, but took out something from his waist that looked a bit like an old-fashioned mp3, held it down and said: "Yu Cai, people are here with me, come quickly!" ”

There was a brief silence, and the thing said in Yu Cai's annoying voice, "Really? I thought that a 'fool' like him would never be with you, but did you miscalculate? What an irony! ”

"I think you're the stupidest person in the world! The storage place has been sealed, and you are in the archives, so if you don't run to me, where else can you go? Dao Xin said.

"Aren't you locked up all the time?" Yu Cai's voice was puzzled, and then he said, "Did you forget to close the door again?" It's not good, if you're "

"Hurry up and get your people away!" Dao Xinhua didn't wait for Yu to finish speaking, he hung the communication tool back on his waist and continued to organize the books on the shelves.

Although Yu Siqi wanted to defend loudly: "I'm not his person." But he thought about it in a blink of an eye, and it was better to say less about this kind of thing, which seemed a little ambiguous no matter how it sounded. So he silently walked out of this place full of 'surprises', returned to the corridor outside, and just happened to bump into Yu Cai, who was in a bad mood.

The two glanced at each other and left.