Wu Honglang has actually succeeded in exchanging blood, but he doesn't have the courage, he is afraid that he will fail to break through and become a waste. He planned to wash the marrow after the age of eighteen when his bones had developed completely.

He didn't expect that Wu Xuanming had already succeeded.

At this time, he was silent, and in the face of Wu Xuanming's arrogant posture, even Wu Honglang had to concede three points.

"Let's go, young master." Wu Xuanming looked at the silent Wu Honglang, put away his momentum, and said to Wu Fan with a sincere smile in an instant.

Wu Fan changed his attention at the moment, he wanted to challenge Wu Honglang, in a month.

He has to put a little pressure on himself, and with pressure, he can be motivated.

So he said to the silent Wu Honglang, "If you want to challenge me, you can do it, but you will see you on the stage in a month." ”

As soon as Wu Fan's words came out, Wu Xuanming was stunned for a moment, and then there was a faint look of appreciation in his eyes, no matter whether he could win or not, at least Wu Fan still had the courage and responsibility.

And Wu Honglang, who was silent, was stunned at first when he heard Wu Fan's words, and then his heart welled up with shame and anger, Wu Xuanming, I am not as good as him, but you are a waste and join in the fun, do I really dare not do it?

Thinking in his heart, he sneered and agreed. Wu Honglang decided to teach Wu Fan a good lesson, there is no dignity and humility on the martial arts stage, even if he is....

Wu Honglang paused when he took the monkey and others to pass by Wu Fan's side, and said softly, "Waste, learn from Wu Xuanming!" ”

After saying that, he walked over with a sneer.

Wu Fan didn't say anything, just thanked Wu Xuanming who was looking at him very seriously, Wu Xuanming looked at Wu Fan who was different, scratched his head, as if he was thinking about something, and finally didn't say anything, just said honestly, "Come on, young master, I will support the young master when the time comes." ”

Wu Fan heard Wu Xuanming's words, smiled, and without saying much, he walked to his small courtyard.

This little episode in the early morning did not interrupt Wu Fan's plan, and after breakfast, Wu Fan left the courtyard and followed the path in front of the courtyard gate to a place he had never been to before.

Even, the place is just a few steps away from his small courtyard.

Passing through a small patch of dense woods, an antique two-story building appeared in Wu Fan's eyes.

From the outside, this pavilion has two floors up and down, four glazed tile lions are cocked at the four corners of the waist, a small road in front of the pavilion, even if it is the Wu Festival in autumn, the trees on both sides of the road also grow extremely luxuriantly, the weeds under the trees are overgrown, but the path is unusually clean, there is no fallen leaves, and there is no obvious dust.

This pavilion sits west and faces east, faces the east, under the irradiation of the sun, the whole building exudes a warm atmosphere, five stone pillars under the eaves of the pavilion support the whole, the black glazed tile roof, the green glazed tile trimming, implying the black main water, to press the fire with water, in order to ensure the safety of this pavilion.

This pavilion is the Wu family library pavilion.

Books are the ladder of human progress and the source of human life, and Wu Fan wants to understand the world concretely. It is impossible to penetrate the world with only a few words from others, and it can only be familiar with the records in the book and read it slowly.

When he walked to the front of the pavilion, he pushed the door and entered, there was a table behind the door, and behind the table was an old man who seemed to be asleep with squinting eyes, although the old man's hair and beard and eyebrows were gray, but his face was as ruddy and shiny as that of a child.

Today, it was the first time that the door of the library pavilion was pushed open, the old man opened his squinted eyes, looked over, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and he was a little puzzled in his heart, how could this young master come to the library pavilion?

The old man didn't think that Wu Fan came to see the book, he thought that maybe this young master was bored, so bored that he came here to go around.

Wu Fan didn't know what the old man thought in his heart, and Wu Fan was not interested in knowing, because he had been shocked by the collection of books in the pavilion, and the dense collection of books came into Wu Fan's eyes, many but not chaotic, neatly placed on the ancient bookshelf that already had green spots, and a few rays of sunlight shone on the bookshelf in the pavilion through the door that Wu Fan had just opened, adding a lot of charm to it.

This collection of books is not only thousands, but I am afraid that it is not less than 100,000!

A strong fragrance of books permeates the air, making people intoxicated and addicted, the book has its own golden house, the book has its own Yan Ruyu, for book lovers, this is heaven on earth.

'Tower', 'Tower', 'Tower', Wu Fan walked to the bookshelf and opened a book at will, the book paper was preserved as new, although it was slightly wrinkled, but there was no worn, damaged.

The folds of the paper prove that the book is often borrowed, and Nu Skin can only show that the borrower is very careful to preserve and cherish it.

Wu Fan flipped through the book and put it back in its place, this book was not the book he was looking for.

Looking at the dense collection of books, Wu Fan felt a little headache, with so many books, how should he find books with detailed explanations of this world?

Just when Wu Fan had a headache, he saw the old man again in the corner of his eyes, and he was happy in his heart, how could I forget this.

The old man is the elder of the library pavilion and the oldest and most knowledgeable person in the Wu family, stationed in the library all year round. All the books in and out of the library must be registered with him, and the inspection, including the environment of the library is also cleaned by him alone, if you want to ask anyone who knows everything about the books in the library, I am afraid, it must be him.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan walked to the old man who was lying on the rocking chair and pretending to sleep.

Standing in front of the table, Wu Fan respectfully asked the Elder of the Guarding Pavilion, "Elder, the kid wants to ask, where are the books about the mainland information distributed?" ”

The old man opened his squinted eyes slightly, looked at Wu Fan standing in front of the table with a respectful expression, and couldn't help but say, "Oh, it turned out to be the young master, a rare guest, a rare guest." ”

"The young master wants to ask for books about the mainland, Rong Lao Yu thinks about it, uh, when he is old, his brain is not good, hehe." The old man patted his head with a smile, and there was a thoughtful look in his cloudy eyes.

Wu Fan stood patiently in front of the table, without a hint of impatience on his face.

Suddenly, the old man patted his thigh, sighed and said, "The old man thought of it, from south to north, the first row, from west to east, the first one, in that corner, specifically on the first floor, the old man will not be able to remember it for a while, those books, for a long time, no one has read them, if it weren't for the last time the old man sorted out the books, I'm afraid I can't remember it." ”

After speaking, the old man also pointed at Wu Fan.

Quietly listening to the old man's words, he looked in the direction pointed by the old man, Wu Fan thanked the old man, and walked in the direction pointed by the old man.

"From south to north, from west to east... It should be here! Wu Fan muttered quietly and came to the southwest corner of the book pavilion, the bookshelf in front of him was not like the rest of the bookshelves full of books, there were only more than ten books on the first floor, scattered there. According to the elders of the Guardian Pavilion, it is indeed like no one has been patronizing for a long time.

Knowing that the book he was looking for was on this shelf, Wu Fan began to search layer by layer, "Strange Stories", "Secrets of the Han Dynasty", "Zadan Collection", no, no.

Wu Fan flipped through from top to bottom, layer by layer, until he saw a copy of "Detailed Explanation of the Mainland", then he stopped and continued to read, and finally, found the book he wanted.

(End of chapter)